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bbunivxrse · 4 months

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❥ HATED HIM - SATORU GOJO

pairing: - gojo x f!reader contents: you hate gojo, but even so, youre forced to go on a mission with him, which ends badly. for you, anyway. - no warnings js fluff at the end but a bit ooc?? i think??? word count: 1.9k a/n: hi!! ik im late but happy new years!! i wanted to post earlier but i have no idea what to write :sob: if u have any requests pls send i need ideas

you’ve always hated Satoru Gojo. the day you met him you knew you’d never want to be around him. his persistent grossly inflated ego and cocky attitude always had your gears grinding. the way he seemed to somehow develop a crush on you despite you never saying a single kind or loving word to him is beyond you. he has no shame in trying to flirt with the girl that not only has no interest in him, but also openly hates him. no matter how many people are around he’ll always go out of his way to bother you. everytime you hear him speak you think about how fucking lucky he is to be the strongest, if he wasn’t you would’ve taken care of him and his attitude already.

you weren’t shy to make this opinion known, even straight to his face. all your classmates seemed to understand and even agree, everyone except for gojo of course, who always persisted that he is the ‘best person ever’ and that ‘nobody can hate him’. your friend utahime seemed to really enjoy listening to your long, harsh rants about him, reminding you that your not alone in your detest for gojo.

Today you had what seemed to be a start to a good morning, until you were informed you had a mission to attend to the very next day. that news alone obviously wasn’t enough to ruin your mood, you had missions all the time, it was normal. this mission however was not only a special grade curse, but it was also assigned to just you and gojo.

“man, that sucks..” shoko sighs, patting your shoulder. after explaining and ranting about your situation you felt a bit better, but still didn’t change the fact that you’d be out overnight, possibly for two nights, alone on a mission with gojo. you groan in frustration just at the thought. “don’t you ever think you’re being a bit hard on him, y/n?” his best friend piped up. he just happened to be passing by and eavesdropping on your conversation. “well of course you’d defend him.” you roll your eyes as suguru laughs.

to be completely fair, maybe you were a bit harsh when it came to gojo. but that didn’t matter to you when all he does is put his face in your business 24/7, attempting to flirt while simultaneously pushing your buttons whenever he gets the chance and only laying off when you get annoyed enough to actually scare him away. “i wouldn’t have to hate him so much if he wasn’t so annoying.” you shrug, feeling completely justified in every word you’ve said. suguru nods understandingly as he considers your words. he does know that gojo can most certainly be a handful.

the day of the mission arrives and you’re up early, getting ready and packing your bag to set out on the mission. with your extra time you decide to keep yourself calm by reading a book you’ve had on your to-read list for waaayyy too long. it was nice until you realized gojo was late, then you were back in your grumpy mood waiting on him. “hi y/n!! are you ready for our honeymoon together??” gojo waves enthusiastically, his loud voice was already starting to irritate you, along with him unapologetically showing up an hour after the established meeting time. “you’re late.”

“i had stuff to do.” gojo frowned, but you know all too well he had absolutely nothing to do. the day is gonna be too long to keep arguing with him, so you decide to be the bigger person for once and begin to make your way to your next destination without saying a word to him. “wooow! you’re not even gonna say anything to me?? i’m so hurt!!” gojo whines behind you, already managing to piss you off at the beginning of your mission.

the place you were headed to was a building that was rumored to be haunted. supposedly it had been involved in a lot of accidents in the area. people last being seen near the house before going missing, car accidents in the area, reported “weird activity” inside the house. it was enough to have the curse inside deemed a special grade, which meant the two of you needed to focus on this mission and you know gojo isn’t gonna do that.

after a long ass train ride that felt like it was gonna go on forever because of gojos endless talking, the two of you made it to the house. it was much older than all other houses on the street and was visibly abandoned and overgrown. the immense amount of cursed energy coming from inside was a bit intimidating, even for you, and made you a bit tense, which did not go unnoticed. “you really scared of some little house?” gojo teased, which took you out of your train of thought. “obviously i’m not scared. i’ve dealt with worse.” you lied through your teeth. of course you’re not gonna reveal that you’re actually trembling in your boots.

“that things no match for me! since you’re soooo scared, why don’t you sit this one out and let me take care of it, princess? i'd hate to see your pretty face get hurt,” truth is, gojo can tell just as well as you can that this curse was no joke. he knows you’re powerful and could probably handle something like this on your own but he doesn’t wanna risk it. seeing you get messed up by a curse while he’s there to protect you, he’d never forgive himself! “no thanks.” you reply dryly, walking up to the house and heading inside.

the presence of the curse inhabiting that house was just as, if not even more intense than it was from the outside and honestly unlike anything you’d dealt with at that point, which is probably why it was able to catch you off guard. you hadn’t even been able to get a glimpse of it before it had you on the floor, across the room and unconscious.

waking up, it felt like you had been asleep for decades. at first you were happy to be in your bed, until you realized it wasn’t your bed. your head hurt like hell, it felt like your brain was too big for your skull and wanted to break free. the lights in the room blaring in your eyes didn’t help. you tried to sit up, suddenly feeling waves of pain along your weakened body. when you were able to sit up, the one person you were hoping not to see was looking out the window and had been alerted by the sound of bedsheets shuffling.

“hi y/n!!!” he yells excitedly, getting up and bringing his chair to sit beside you. “i totally saved your ass! that cursed fucked you up bad!” gojo laughs at you. under normal circumstances you wouldn’t be amused by his antics, but especially now it was even more upsetting. for one, you were embarrassed. the man you hate most watched you get absolutely folded by some random ass curse. and on top of that he had to save you and bring you back afterwards. the realization made your blood run cold and you couldn’t even be bothered to look him in the eyes. you hear him lightly sigh in response to your silence.

The switch in his demeanor was sudden when he can visually see on your face how hurt you are, physically and emotionally. “i know your head probably hurts. i got you some advil.” you finally look up at gojo, before looking down at the bedside table to see a little bottle of advil and a glass of water. “the water had ice in it but.. it melted.” as you graciously take the advil and gulp down the water like you hadn’t drank for days, you think about the amount of time that must’ve passed, evident by the pinkish hue of the sky and the bright orange sunlight shining through the window and onto the floor.

after finishing the glass of water and setting it down you sat in silence, your lightly bandaged arms lying in from of you. you decide to appreciate the silence, as normally gojo would be laughing and teasing to no end. and after a catastrophic mission like this? being knocked cold out for hours? you thought you wouldn’t hear the end of it from him, but surprisingly you hadn’t heard a word. “is the advil working?”

“it hasn’t even been 10 minutes.” you hiss at him, instantly missing the peace and quiet. you take a quick look at gojo, noticing the unusual darkness of his bright blue eyes and the way his hair is somehow messier than it usually is. he almost looks like he’s been through war even though you know that isn’t the case. he probably made light work out of that damn curse. “remember what i said..? about not forgiving myself if i couldnt protect you?”

"you did not say that." you actually look up at him but his gaze is focused on the floor in front of him. “i know you hate me and all but.. i really care for you, y’know? you had me kinda worried.” he somewhat laughs to himself but not the same way he usually does.

“sorry.” is all you can whisper out. “thank you for saving me, though.” as much as you want to be nice to him for saving your life, the way his demeanor changes when your gratefulness strokes his ego makes you regret it. “yeah, i know. i’m awesome. don’t i deserve a reward?” gojos eyes light up again, continuously making you regret being kind to him for once. but at the same time, considering his sweeter words to you, you’ll humor him. “what kinda reward?” you roll your eyes playfully. “hmmmm… i think i deserveee….” gojo pretends to think hard, putting his hand to his chin. “a kiss!!” the slight smile on your face instantly melts, which in turn causes gojo to start pouting and whining like a child. “don’t look at me like that! i saved your life and patched you up and all i’m asking for is a kiss!!”

“i don’t want to kiss you.” gojos jaw drops as he genuinely looks shocked by your blatant statement. “what!? how could you not want to kiss me?! you owe me your life!!” all you can do is sigh and cross your arms, which leads gojo to using a different avenue to convince you. “pleeeaseee baby? one kiss won’t hurt…” the look he gave you can only be described as the same one a sad kitten would give you when they want you to give them food. his face almost makes you feel bad for your mean words since he looks like he’ll genuinely cry if you don’t agree to kiss him. “fine. one kiss. hurry up.” gojos face lights up in a way you’ve never seen before, a big smile across his face as he practically lounges onto the bed beside you. he swiftly places a hand around your waist while the other picks up your legs and places them on his lap. “can you slow down! i said one kiss. not whatever this is.”

“it will be one kiss! or maybe two? i don’t care, i’ve been waiting for this!” before you can say a word, he already has his lips on yours. you couldn’t deny that he was a good kisser. suddenly everything and everyone melted away and it was just the two of you, your hands on his chest and his around your waist. you kinda wanted it to stay like this, in a weird twisted way you never thought you’d feel with a man like gojo.

i think this would make the perfect prequel to a cute fic if anyone wants a pt 2!! js lmk!!

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader

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lucy4-ever · 8 months

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can u pls do 2007 tom and f!reader having an angry love confession that ends up with sex but it's the f!readers first time doing it? btw i love ur writing sooo much!! 🩷

2007 tom kaulitz x female reader

!NSFW + fluff!

Jealous boy

Tom came at your house, as usual to spend time together. He was your closest friend for the past 2 years. You went in your room to play some music CDs. But you ended up having an argument about a guy you've been seeing. He kept acting overprotective and you hated it. Only this time, he had a point.

"What the fuck is wrong with you Tom? Can you stop acting like youre my damn dad?" you shout to Tom.

"Y/N i'm telling you, this man is a mf abuser, you shouldn't date him. I know what i'm talking about okay?" he answered.

"Why do you care anyway, you fuck any bitch on the street. Stop acting so possesive. You've got your shit, i've got mine, stop trying to lecture me like i'm helpless innocent creature!" you screamed back.

"Fine, do your thing but don't you fucking come at me once he'll change. Seriously Y/N, he's a dick. What are you, a so fucking horny bitch you fuck with any nice looking guy?! You worth more than that." Tom said angrily.

"Everytime i get a boyfriend you persue me to break up with him. I'm 17, not 12, stop controlling my life!! I'm happy with him, stop spoiling everything because you're scared you'll feel alone without me around." you said firmly.

"At least i won't be getting assaulted because i didn't listen my friend and will end up slitting my wrist on my mom's kitchen floor." he said, trying to get a reaction of you.

The room went silent. You knew Tom was really harsh when he was upset. You furrowed your eyebrows, he actually hurt you saying this. You started tearing up. Tom changed his facial expression when he understood he had went too far.

"You're such an asshole, why the fuck would you say that??", you exclaimed, "what kind of fucking friend are you??" your voice broke.

"I- I'm sorry Y/N, i didn't mean to say it like that. I'm sorry really, im just trying to make you understand he's a very bad person." he said in a soft voice.

"Yeah well so are you, you fucking prick."

"Y/N seriously, im sorry, it's just i don't want you to get hurt. Physically and emotionaly."

"Fuck you Tom. Hope you find yourself a new bitch to fuck and a reason to kill yourself. Fucking bastard."

Even if he was quite a mean person when angry, you were friends for a reason. He had always liked that you stood for yourself and talked back. Though, sometimes you were harshly mean too.

"Okay, Y/N i said im sorry, stop being a bitch with me. I'm trying to protect you, h-"

You cut him off "Well, then, fucking don't!"

"You don't understand, he's dangerous! Please stop being so fucking stubborn and listen to me", he screamed, hoping you'll understand.

"I'll listen if you stop screaming like i'm fucking deaf." you said, having a straight face while tears fall down your cheeks.

"I never meant to make you cry Y/N. Look, i just want you to be safe. Don't laugh at me but ... you know ... i, i care about you." he chuckled. "Y/N you matter to me. A lot. I'm sorry again for what i said. I shouldn't have."

But eventually, he'll end up apologizing for his behavior.

You two had calm down but you were still mad at him for what he said. Tom is rather a honest person so he'll tell you directly what he thinks is better for you. Even if it has to make you cry, he wants you to understand when you need to. But why would he care so much, is what you're wondering.

"Tom, i know you care about me dumbass." you grined. "But i feel like you don't trust me, and because you're so much more experimented than me, i have to listen every single thing you say. And i really don't like to being told what to do."

"Y/N. The reason i don't want you to get involved is because.." his voice was hesitante, "nevermind forget it."

Tom also easily get embarrassed when it comes to talk about feelings.

"Come on Tom, tell me. What is it? You can open up to me you know."

"I said I don't wanna say."

"Tom, come on, i won't do anything." you grabbed his arm.

He broke the contact and said much louder :

"Stop it, i said it's nothing!!"

Quite suprised by his answer, you gasped. But you know him. So you kept asking until you'll be enough on his nerves to tell you.

"Tom, pleaseeee"

Tom crashed onto your lips and deeply kissed you. The room went quiet again. You eventually, broke the kiss.

"Are you fucking with me Tom?" you asked, shocked.

"I think i like you Y/N. You're just breathtaking, by your physical apparence and by your behavior. You're not scared. I think that's why you turn me on so much." he chuckled.

Obviously, he had to say a dirty joke to not make the situation unconfortable. You smiled at him. Tom had finally said it.

"You idiot. That's why you would never let me have a boyfriend ever since we were 15? Why didn't you just tell me?"

"I was scared, knowing you. So i tried to think of someone else. But you kept popping up in my mind. Espicially during sex. That's why i never had a girlfriend either, only whores to fullfill my horny desires. The only person i could think of was you."

"What do you mean during sex? Don't tell me you thought about me, even during sex?" you chuckled.

"Kind of."

"You're unbelievable. Though, i guess i've also tried to hide my crush by dating other dudes."

He laughed.

"So what now? Are we together? Or you'd rather fuck your actual boyfriend." he teased.

"Please Tom, with all the times you kept saying you were good in bed and had a massive dick, you now need to prove it." you smiled

"I like your attitude, love. And sure, i'll show you what you've been missing for the past 2 years." he smiled and chuckled.

"Though, i need to tell you something."

"Yes sweetheart."

Tom pinned you to your bed.

"I kind of am a virgin." you confessed.

"No way. You've been lying to me all this time. So you never had your first time with that James guy."

"I didn't want to be seen as a fragile innocent holy fucking Marie."

He kissed your neck and started sucking on it.

"Whatever, virgins turn me on." he said.

"And so do hot boys." you joked.

"Damn you really are something." he said playfully as he took his shirt off.

"I swear to god, being virgin horny is the horniest you'll ever be."

"Don't worry I'm gonna fuck you good honey."

Tom french kissed you and started roaming his hands on your body.

author's note : okay, im a bit uncertain of this cause it's kinda nonsense and confusing??? sorry i've written lots of dialogue and not much of description of the situation but yeah. but DONT WORRY I'M WRITING PART2!!! i'm tired and i dont want to fuck the smut part up 😨!!

THANK YOU SO MUCH ANONYME!!!!! no joke, your request gave me the motivation. and i'm reallllllly glad you like my writing!!

love yaaaaaa!! 💕💕 (THANKS FOR 131 FOLLOWERS I LOVE EVERY SINGLE ONE OF YOUUUU)

#tokio hotel #tom kaulitz fluff #tom kaulitz bf #tom kaulitz #angst #tom kaulitz x reader #tom kaulitz angst #fanfiction #f reader

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localapparently · 5 months

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i love kimcom so much.. i love them so much..

theyre so..!! honestly if i think about them too much i'll cry.. and I'm rereading a few bits of dark castle to compare the novel and the webtoon and gosh, sleepyc and team's art really allows kimcoms interactions to feel more alive and goofy, silly even,,

epilogue spoilers ahead near the end

and novel's narration are like the gaps to fill in, both sides elevate the story,, i sound like a food critic but like. oh my goodness you read the part where kdj reunites with sys in dark castle after his revival and youre so taken by how sweet and cute it is. and then you read novel and..!!

I wouldn't have been able to run straight here if it wasn't for this feeling. I saw Shin Yoosung crying and thought that parents probably felt like this.

GOODBYEEEE I AM SO DEADDDD LIKE OH MY GOD YOU CAN'T DO THIS TO ME???

and webtoon chooses to let kdj maintain the same composure he had when he talked to jihye after saving her just moments prior,, and it works because now i read his inner thoughts in novel and I FEEL SO INSANE?!?!?! YOU BITCHHH SAY IT SAY YOU MISS HER?? no wait .. im getting off topic. this is becoming a kdj sys ramble

Honestly even though i call them found family I don't really classify them as a family either, they feel more like a home? at least at the first half of the story.. In an apocalypse where everything feels uncertain and you've lost all your close friends, you'd end up wandering aimlessly, so sticking to a group is moreso a temporary means of survival than friendship of any sort. It's also why kdj is so essential to kimcom as their glue, as the person who gathered them together, he provided them with that temporary party. and having that 'constant' you can return and realign to in that setting is so.. augh...

not to mention that three of the kimcom members are kids and kdj is their form of stability. lgy and sys hug him whenever they see him because he's the first adult that had ever shown them care. jihye is probably shaken from the first scenario but while she clings to yjh and admires him as her master, he probably doesnt do enough to reciprocate her respect or communicate as enthusiastically. now that i think about it, jihye feels kind of lonely, not young enough to get along with the kids particularly closely and not old enough to be buddies with the adults. does she make up for it by being talkative?)

And at this point in the story its evident that theyre not even that close !! singshong's writing style isnt one that elaborates on emotions and descriptive fluff to begin with, but sys is stated to not be so fond of jihye in ch162 because jihye was rude to kdj, they still feel like theyre in their own cliques. sys and lgy stick together as kids of similar ages, jhw and lhs get along normally, hsy is. hsy. lhs for one narrates kimcom as his 'companions' quite early on, but i'm unsure whether that choice is becuase thats just a suitable word for people closer than 'allies' but not close enough to be 'friends'. ultimately its just a buncha people who are trying to survive, and care about the guy that brought them tgt. it doesnt really feel like anything more than that.

and then as you're caught up in kdj's shenanigans, small snippets pass by and they feel a bit warmer yk. like sys and lgy having a coin flip whenever they're uneasy. (sys states that lgy has "done this before", like he's the one that has suggested the past coin flip(s). it feels like its implying that hes initiated this game system just to cheer up sys because shes a lot more transparent about feeling sad that kdj isnt there.) sooyoung of all people, willing to get an outer god contract to save sangah. jihye, hyunsung and seolhwa chilling in the room during proof of stars, and hyunsung was picking his nose like are you fr they are so unserious,.

in jttw arc ch 433, yoosung growing close enough to joonghyuk to not get intimidated by him and (forcefully (forcefully is a strong word but she straight up just puts it on his cheek unprompted and that is so funny of her)) apply seolhwa's ointment, even giggling when he allows her to do it after she brings up doctors orders.

after proof of stars, theres a portion that goes

The party members supported each other. (...) I saw the white lines connecting the empty universe. The stars, that seemed like they would never meet each other, were facing each other.

please know this: i wanted to cry and scream so bad. ive started to spell out kimcoms names rather than address them in their shortforms, that writing inconsistency is how emotional i am right now.

I can't do the justice of listing down every instance where they've grown a little closer, but i'm hoping to remember more on my second reread.

because orv is such a long novel, the way they gradually grow closer also feels realistic.. and by the time you're in the ch400s, its so clear that they wouldn't go anywhere else without each other.. if i start talking about vacation arc i'll just start sitting and staring at a wall again.

"you're explaining how an average found family trope is realised" Youre right!!! youre right!!,, me when the found family is actually found family.. don't shame me like this.. i'm just an emotional person..

Ah and then you get moments where their unity really shines, and they become god pummeling probability festering forces of nature... and its when one guy's life is in jeopardy. even when they weren't all that close yet, its when they save kdj where they feel most strong. and its a bit obvious because its like, common goal makes people group together yknow, but god the adrenaline and relief when they appeared in demon king selection.. the way their names pop up one after another when they vote for jung heewon's skill..

and 1865 !! 1865 was really the epitome of it all!! oh my god they were all so reluctant to return to the hell of the scenarios but they dragged themselves back because of one fucking guy that they loved too much. and i'm rereading 1865 a bit as i write this but the way they all yelled at their sponsors to pick them is so so funny and the whole speedrunning thing really shows their desperation to quickly find him but also feels a bit fun and even exhilirating with how theyd already beaten the game once, and they were going to storm through the whole thing again to reach kim dokja. like a fuckin earthquake. the lines in ch 536

They had to be insane. (...) These people who lost their minds were clearing the scenarios with insane methods.

YEAHHH THATS MY FUCKING KIMCOM WOOOH OH MY GODD THEYRE SO INSANE!!!!

kimcom's bond was strengthened because of their love for kim dokja, kimcom drifted so close because of how much they wanted to save kim dokja. whenever i think about the 'found family' trope between kimcom, it exists because they love kim dokja, and once again i'm reminded of how much that bastard is loved and how he denies that he is anything else but a reader outside the covers of the story.

It's not to say that all of kimcom's bonds were because of him, but it's clear that had it not been for him, they would have dissipated so much quicker.

agh. what was i talking about again..

genuinely i dont know if ive proven anything through this. i just had to talk about it. i havent even talked about the relationship between kdj and each kimcom member but then the post wouldnt end. sys's section would be thousands of words and i would even have a portion for gong pildu and jang hayoung..

i love kimcom. thats it thats the post.

#orv #3am rambles #dont give me access to tumblr past 2am you get shit like this #orv spoilers #kimcom #kdjc

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cloudlessly-light · 25 days

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i need a hotchniss proposal fic if you will ever write one with or without smut! you write so well im sure it will be great whatever it is <3

A/N: Thank you Anon, that is so sweet of you! I hope you enjoy this little fluff!

Title: Darling, this is more than everything Summary: In the end, it’s nothing short of a miracle that Emily doesn’t figure out earlier that he’s carried the ring around for months. Word count: 3,6k Rating: General Warnings: None, it's all fluff

Aaron knew he wanted to marry Emily after only a few weeks of dating. It was strange, being so sure about another person. He had never been very trusting, and after Haley he never imagined falling in love again, let alone loving someone like he loved Emily.

It hit him out of nowhere one morning. She had gotten up earlier than him and he found her in the kitchen with Jack, talking to him with a smile so comforting that Aaron felt his heart ache with adoration for her. And that’s when he knew.

Of course, he didn’t say anything about it, they were just starting out, both of them still had walls and issues of their own to deal with, even as they built a life together.

“I’ve never loved anybody like I love you.”

The words make him stop, because they come out of nowhere and he looks at Emily who’s sitting on the couch with a book in her lap. She was usually never the one to be so straight forward with her feelings, still had trouble expressing them sometimes even after almost a year of dating.

She’s blushing, her teeth digging into her bottom lip, like she hadn’t expected the words herself. But he’s smiling, smiling so big she’s sure it must hurt his cheeks.

“I’ve never loved anybody like I love you either, sweetheart.” He tells her as he takes the book from her lap and places it on the coffee table. When he kisses her it’s with all the promises he still hasn’t told her out loud.

As they lay in bed later that night he finds himself wondering what kind of ring she’d want.

He doesn’t mention his plans to anyone, and yet he’s unsurprised that JJ figures it out first. She was more perceptive than people thought and she knew him well, probably better than most.

“Are you proposing to Emily?” She asks when they’re alone and packing up after a case and he catches the smile on her face.

“Why would you ask that?” He continues to stack pipers into piles to be put into boxes and JJ chuckles.

“Because when you look at her I swear you look like your hearts stops beating and because it’s been more than a year, and you already live together.” She stops when he looks at her with a heavy brow and a knowing look and she faulters for a second. “And maybe because I saw when you stole one of her rings from her dresser last week when we had dinner.”

There it was, he thought. He looks at her for another couple of seconds and then relaxes.

“Don’t tell anyone.” He can’t help the way he laughs at the way JJ’s whole face lights up in excitement.

“I won’t.” She looks back to where she sees Derek and Emily walk towards them and she hurriedly asks. “When?”

“I haven’t decided yet.” He says quietly and finishes up putting the last few stacks of papers into boxes when Emily walks into the small conference room they had been working in, Derek right behind her.

“You’re awfully slow today.” She teases and comes to stand next to him, her hand finding his. They were done with the case, could finally let go of Hotch and Prentiss for a moment to simply be themselves.

“If you had helped it would have gone faster.” He quips and she fakes annoyance, her eyebrows furrowing even as she’s biting the inside of her cheek to keep her smirk at bay.

“I’ll have you know we were doing very important things.”

“Mhm sure, like what?” JJ asks and when Emily looks at her best friend she’s sure she can see happiness on her face that she hasn’t seen in a while.

“Coffee breaks are important for the soul.” Derek answers for her and she throws a crumbled up piece of paper at him.

“Good job ‘not letting the boss know we’re slacking off’, Morgan.” When she’s met with Derek’s laugh and Aaron’s heavy browed frown she shrugs and bats her eyelashes.

“It’s a good thing I love you.” He mutters she grins winningly.

He finds the ring he wants a couple of months later. It’s simple, a white gold band with a diamond that he knows Emily won’t find to be too much but is still a decent carat. He’s walking out of the jewelry store, the box still in his hand when he collides with somebody out of nowhere.

“Oh, excuse me- Hotch?” Derek looks at him in surprise. “Sorry I didn’t see you. What are you doing here?”

“I had some errands-” He starts but he can already see the other man look at the store he just walked out of, eyes soon finding the box in his hand, and he stops trying to explain as Derek grins.

“So it’s finally time huh?” He beams, his warm hand landing on his shoulder as he squeezes it. “Your secret is safe with me.”

“Thank you.” He smiles at him and puts the box in his inside pocket.

“Come on, let me buy you a drink to celebrate.”

Even if Aaron had wanted to object, he knew there wasn’t a point.

He wants to propose the moment he has the ring, but he also wants to make it special. So he waits, and in that time Spencer figures it out. Aaron knew he’d never really understand the youngest man of their team’s brain, how he notices patterns and changes so easily.

But one night he knocks on his office door, a look of uncertainty on his face and Aaron immediately stops writing.

“Are you alright Reid?” He asks as Spencer closes the door carefully behind him.

“Yes. I just, I wanted to talk to you about something.”

He motions for him to sit down and he straightens in his chair but he stays quiet and waits for whatever Spencer needs to say.

“JJ is my best friend.” He starts and it only makes Aaron confused. “But before Doyle, before Paris, Emily was the one I trusted more than anyone. She never judged me.”

“If this is about us not telling you about faking her death-” He starts but is quickly cut off by the younger man.

“No. No it’s not that.” Spencer straightens slightly in his chair, his eyes meeting Aaron’s darker ones. “I trust her with everything, and I know she trusts you with everything, including her heart.”

“Reid-” He starts again but he’s interrupted again.

“When you propose, you have to be sure. About her, about your relationship.” He says and he sees the way Aaron looks at him in surprise, eyebrows knitted together.

“Have I done something that makes you think I’m not?” He finally asks and Spencer shakes his head.

“No, and I know you make each other happy, probably happier than I’ve ever seen either of you. But just… be sure.” He sits for another few seconds before nodding and then stands.

“I am.” Aaron stands too and walks around the desk. To Spencer’s surprise, Aaron pulls him into a hug. “Thank you for looking out for her.” He says before letting go and he sees the other man relax, a small smile on his face.

Spencer starts to walk toward the door but he’s stopped by the sound of Aaron voice.

“How did you know?” He asks a mix of disbelief and amusement on his face.

“I just did.”

The night he had planned to propose the first time, they’re called away on a case last minute and the disappointment he feels is close to overbearing. Emily notices the moment his face drops after the phone call.

“Are you alright, honey?” She takes his hand over the table they’re sitting at, not even halfway through their main course yet.

“Yeah, but we gotta go, we have a case and it can’t wait until the morning.” He squeezes her hand and musters a smile that he hopes seems genuine.

“You know that’s not why I’m asking.” She stands up and lets him help her with her jacket.

“I just wanted a night with you.” He kisses her softly and then grabs his own coat. “We have to go.”

Dave knows something is wrong almost as quickly as Emily did. Not that he should be surprised, the older man had always been exceptional at reading him. He doesn’t say anything until they’re flying back three days later. It had been three excruciating days, barely any sleep and they were still too late to save a family from the torment of losing a child. So the moment they take off they’re all resting, getting some much-needed sleep. Everyone except Dave and Aaron.

“Want to tell me what’s been bothering you?” Dave sets two glasses of scotch down at the table and then sits across from him at the two-person table in the corner.

“We lost a child and the unsub committed suicide.” He mutters dryly and Dave tilts his head slightly to the side.

“Yeah, it’s a huge loss. But that isn’t what’s been on your mind.” He takes a sip of the amber liquid in his glass, his ice clinking slightly as he does. When Aaron just shakes his head, the older man sighs, but he won’t give up. Then he catches how dark eyes move through the cabin, no doubt seeking out Emily who’s sleeping next to JJ at the four-person table. “So it’s about Emily?”

“Dave, not now.” He tries arguing but he knows the other man well and when all he’s met with is a look of exasperation he sighs heavily. When Dave had a feeling something was wrong, he never could let it go, a trait of his that was annoying as well as comforting. With that thought in mind, Aaron looked around to see if everyone was still asleep and realized that everyone on the plane already knew, except Dave and Emily. “I was going to propose, but we got called in.”

“Oh.” Is all he says and the close to nonchalant attitude makes Aaron slightly irritated. “Then you’ll just try again.”

“How long have you known?” He asks and when Dave leans forward over the table, a kind smile on his face, Aaron takes a sip of his drink.

“That you’ve bought the ring already? Just found that out. That you’ll marry her someday? Since long before you got together.” He raises his glass in a cheers and then drinks the rest of his scotch.

Aaron realizes that since the whole team already knows, that he should tell Penelope as well, it was only fair. The only problem was, the bubbly blonde couldn’t keep a secret to save her life. So he doesn’t tell her for another few weeks, not until he’s planned the proposal in every detail.

“I’m going to propose to Emily tomorrow night.” He tells her in her office and he’s never been happier that the room was close to soundproof when Penelope screams in excitement.

“Oh my gosh! This is so freaking exciting! Where? How? Tell me everything! Do you have the ring? Oh oh can I see it?” She rambles and Aaron can’t help but to laugh because her enthusiasm was always contagious, but especially today.

“I’m taking her out to dinner at her favorite restaurant, and then after dinner we’ll walk over to the Watergate hotel and have a drink on their rooftop bar, and there with a view of the Potomac I’ll ask her.” He pulls out the ring and while Penelope had been clapping and gasping, she goes silent when she sees the ring.

“This is beautiful. She will love it.” She smiles, tears in her eyes and Aaron finds himself wondering how she’s capable of such genuine joy for the people around her.

“Thank you.” He has barely put the ring back in his pocket before she pulls him into a tight hug.

“I’m so happy for you.”

Emily knows something is up the moment she wakes up. It was a Saturday and they had the weekend off, and yet, Aaron was already out of bed. She hears him in the kitchen, and as she walks towards the clattering of plates she smells coffee and French toast.

“What’s this?” She asks with a smile as she watches the spread of fresh fruit and jams on the table.

“We made you breakfast.” Jack smiles, carrying glasses to the table.

“I see that, what’s the occasion?” She ruffles his hair as he walks by and then goes to stand next to Aaron who’s putting the toast up on plates.

“No occasion, we just thought we’d show you some appreciation today.” He kisses her temple and then she pulls him into a kiss that makes Jack look away in embarrassment.

“You’re planning something.” She smiles against his lips but he shakes his head no. “Liar.”

The morning is spent together as a family and as the day goes on, Aaron finds himself getting more excited, as well as nervous. After breakfast, Jack headed over to his friend’s house, where he would be spending the night, and Aaron took the opportunity to show Emily just how much he loved her.

They spent the day together, just enjoying each other and relaxing until Emily needed to start getting ready to go out. While she was showering, he placed the bouquet of flowers he had bought her on the bed and then cleaned up around the apartment until he too, needed to get ready.

She had tried to get it out of him all day, had even bribed Jack with comic books but the 9-year-old had refused with a toothy grin. When she gets out of the shower she sees the flowers, huge red roses with a small card attached that she’s careful to pick up.

I love you, now and forever.

As she reads the words she feels her stomach knotting in excitement. They hadn’t talked much about marriage, not in any detail at least, because it was unspoken between them that they wanted to spend the rest of their lives together. She didn’t need the ring or a wedding, but as she reread the note, she realized that she wanted it. Suddenly this day made sense. She smells the roses, a smile on her face that she can’t seem to control.

The smile doesn’t leave her face even as she gets dressed, choosing a dark blue dress she knows Aaron loves and then does her make up. When she comes out of their bedroom he’s already waiting for her.

“These are beautiful.” She tells him and holds the flowers up before moving to the kitchen to put them in water.

“Not as beautiful as you. But nothing is.” He hugs her from behind, his lips lingering against her neck and she shivers from his proximity.

“You’re so cheesy.” She turns her head enough to kiss him and he hums into it.

“Only sometimes.” He lets go of her and takes her hand. “Are you ready to go?”

“Yeah.”

The food is amazing, it always was and Emily enjoyed every second of it. They talked easily, they always had and in between bites of steak and sips of wine they enjoyed spending time together. It had been a while since they had a whole day to just be together, to enjoy each other.

“It was so good.” She sighs happily as they walk hand in hand after dinner. The streets were busy, a Saturday night never dull in DC and Aaron keeps her close as they make their way toward the hotel.

“It really was.” He smiled and let go of her hand, only to wrap his arm around her shoulders. “Are you cold?”

“No, I’m perfect.” She smiled and let him lead the way. Once they were in the elevator she pulled him into a kiss. “This whole day has been incredible.”

“Good.” He stamped another kiss to her lips just as the elevator doors opened and they were led to a table. They ordered their drinks and as Emily looked out at the view, he couldn’t help but to marvel at just of beautiful she was, how happy she made him.

And then it hit him.

Emily wouldn’t want something grand, she hated being the center of attention and saying yes with a bunch of people around them didn’t feel right. He had been so focused on getting the day perfect, that he forgot to think about what suited them. It’s a split-second decision, but as the glasses of champagne are placed in front of them, he knows he doesn’t want to propose like this. It didn’t feel right.

But it wouldn’t stop him from enjoying this night with her.

“Cheers, sweetheart.” He picks up his flute and waits until she has too. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She feels her cheek flush from excitement, she knew that any moment he would pull out a ring. But then it didn’t happen and as Aaron paid the bill a couple of hours later she was feeling embarrassed that she had even thought that he would propose.

She didn’t want to show her disappointment, didn’t want him to think that she hadn’t enjoyed their day or that she didn’t appreciate the effort he had put into it, because she did. Still, she was painfully reminded that her ring finger was empty when he took her hand as they waited for a cab.

“Are you okay sweetheart?” Aaron asked, she had gotten quieter, her smile seeming a little less bright as they were heading home.

“I’m alright, just a little tired I guess.” She leaned her head on his shoulder for a couple of seconds before a car rolled up and they got in.

“Are you sure?” He asked as they started to drive off and she nodded, pressing a kiss to his cheek.

“I’m sure honey.”

But her mood doesn’t go back to how happy she had been, in fact she seemed sad. It doesn’t take Aaron long to figure out why, he realized that she had probably figured out his plan sometime during the day and he refused to have their day end on anything else but a high.

“How about some tea?” He asked as they walk through the door and she nods.

“Yeah that sounds good, just let me get changed.” She quickly goes to change and remove her makeup and while she does, Aaron gets changed too and puts the kettle on. He pours the water once it’s done and grabs the tea bags. He sets the mugs down on the coffee table, then grabs a rose from the bouquet and places that and the ring box next to her mug. She comes out just as he sits down, face free of makeup, her hair in a messy ponytail and of his shirts on her body.

“Thank you.” She mumbles and takes the mug as she sits close to him, her hand resting on his thigh.

“You’re welcome sweetheart.” He smiles at how she doesn’t see it at first, is actually surprised at just how long it takes her to notice the box on the table in front of her. But when she does, her whole body tenses.

“Is that…?” She looks from the box to him and back and slowly reaches for it. When she opens the box it still takes her a couple of seconds before she gasps. “Aaron are you kidding me?!” She starts to laugh, unable to control it in the midst of everything she’s feeling. “I waited all night and you chose now to ask me?!”

“Yes,” He takes the box from her and takes the ring out as he faces her. “I had today planned out, but I realized that having this moment with you, alone, would be even more special than anything else.” When he looks into her eyes they’re shining with tears and he can feel his own emotions starting to get the best of him.

“Emily, will you marry me?” His voice shakes slightly, thick with emotions and she’s nodding before he’s even finished his sentence.

“Yes, of course I will.” She swallows down a sound somewhere between a sob and a laugh and when he places the ring on her finger she barely waits until it’s on before she lunges herself at him, kissing him deeply.

“How do you think it’s going? Should we call them?” Penelope asks, close to vibrating in place as she sits next to Spencer on JJ’s couch.

“No, we are not calling them.” Dave stares the blonde down who pouts.

“What if she said no?” Derek teases and JJ immediately hits him on the shoulder hard enough for him to wince. “I was kidding, easy!

“They might not even tell us until Monday.” Spencer shrugs and then avoids the pillow Penelope throws at him.

“I made him promise to text-”

The sudden ding of five phones going off at the same time interrupts her and all of them quickly looks at their phones. The cheers around the room are almost loud enough to wake up Henry when they see the text message with the attached photo of Emily holding her hand up, showing off the ring.

Aaron: She said yes!

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luvistqrzzz · 11 months

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L♡VE THEORY- sim jake oneshot teaser

i think im fallin' in you

deeply and slowly

NOTE- the earlier oneshot idea has been changed into an upcoming smau w changes to the plot, so check it out here!

PAIRING- jake x f.reader

SUMMARY- For you love was a game, like a theory better left un practiced. But what happens when you cross paths with Hybe Uni's star soccer player, Jake and sparks fly? Can he explain a way out of your love theory? Or will you get tangled in his games of love?

Alternatively where Jake Sim reminds you way too much about your first kiss from summer camp.

GENRE- fluff, angst, college!au, ex-crush!jake, crush/acquaintances to strangers to lovers, physics major!jake, photography major!reader

WORD COUNT- idk... hoping 8k to 10k// TEASER- 0.35K

TAGLIST- open! Send an ask or comment

@4hysgf @kishmish-ihate @noascats @tnyhees @beomgyusonlywife @txtbrainrot @chaechae-23

WARNINGS- profanity, drinking and college parties, jake being kind of a douche (dw he redeems himself!), more tba

RELEASE DATE- tba, but hopefully i'll finish writing this before my summer break ends

A/N- this is set in the same universe as The Accidental Polaroid, you can find some coinciding plot lines but the smau can be read as a stand alone ofc!

You were never good at sports. It wasn't like you hated the concept of it but rather you hated playing it. You had never been one of those physically fit and active people, eager to run around and multitask. Also you had terrible hand/leg eye coordination for a 20 year old.

When as a six year old, you broke your leg whilst playing soccer, you just grew a particular dislike towards it. Call it a childish habit or your inability to understand the game but soccer wasn't your thing. And that has continued well into your adult years.

Just like love.

Too bad for you, Sim Jaeyun loved sports. Or in particular soccer. Well, saying he loved it would have been an understatement because the boy literally breathed in the sport.

And it was during one such soccer match did you meet him. Normally you would have preferred to stay at home but majoring in photography had its pros and cons, one such being clicking pictures for the college's soccer team as they bathed in all their winning glory (or sweat).

You hadn't seen the players up close before but standing at the side of the field, your camera in action, you could understand why so many students gushed about their good looks. "Heartbreakers first, Heartthrobs second", your friend Kazuha had told you after her brief relationship with Taehyun.

You were, in all sense, a professional person. You weren't the one to be distracted by their looks, the game or the cheers the crowd erupted into when Hybe Uni won the match 1-0. But then you locked eyes with the star player of the match. It was like a flash, just enough for you to click a picture of him, not even five seconds but you felt yourself go still.

And it wasn't only because of the fact that the dyed blonde haired boy looked attractive with the smirk on his lips and the playfulness in his features as he stared straight into the camera. No, it was his eyes. His warm brown eyes that you had seen somewhere…

why are we so complicated?

love's a word i've always hated.

Feedbacks are highly appreciated <3!!

work belongs to @/luvistqrzzz do not copy, repost or translate my work

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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👑Being Seijoh's Manager 👑

Manager Having a Crush on Kyotani

Kyotani Kentaro featuring Seijoh x GN manager

Warnings: mentions of unwanted attention, otherwise fluff

An: This is an Anon request!

Please Like, Reblog and/or Share to help support my writing 🌠

Oof YN- when you go all in 👀

You go ALL IN

Not that I'm complaining ✋🏻

Because Seijoh's sweet manager having a crush on Kyotani is so incredibly sweet 😍

The first time you see him, it's instant attraction

I mean, he's dark and brooding so I totally get it

The problem is, he doesn't seem to notice you 😔

I mean, he kind of naturally keeps to himself so like it's not a shock

But I mean, your stunning! Who wouldn't notice you?

Apparently not Kyotani 😒

Men istg-

You are naturally pretty quiet and reserved

I mean, honestly it's what this teams needs

A calm to balance out the Oikawa if you will 💅🏼

You are great at your job, the boys absolutely adore you 🥺 and you are absolutely amazing 👏🏻

But unfortunately, Kyotani doesn't seem to notice that

You try literally everything to get this man's attention

Handing him a water bottle and saying things like "that was a great cut shot"- you 🤗

Kyotani 👉🏻😐 nods and then walks 🚶‍♂️ away

You gave all and got nothing in return 👏🏻

Ok, let's try something else!

Maybe sitting next to him during team meetings will work?

Unfortunately the minute you sit down, the man moves 😑 and Oikawa slides in 🙄

"Yn-chan, you saved me a seat"- Oikawa being Oikawa

"Yep"- you 😐

You are seriously starting to take these "rejections" personally

Unbeknownst to you 👀 the man known as "maddog" very much as a thing for you

And you make him 🌠nervous🌠

So he limits his proximity to you and his interactions with you

You are quiet, sweet and so dang good looking!

And Oikawa sitting so close to you makes his blood boil 😡

Yet he says nothing 😶

And you keep trying

If we believe it, we can achieve it right YN?

So we keep going for the gusto!

You try talking to him during breaks 👉🏻 fail, he just walks away

You try offering your assistance during practice 👉🏻 oikawa snatches you up

You try giving him a water bottle and praying you make eye contact 👉🏻 mans grabs the bottle while looking at the floor 😑

Ok ok enough of this

If he doesn't want us then fine 😤

Unfortunately we all know crushes don't work like that 😕

However 👀 unbeknownst to you

All our sweet Kyotani needed was a little push to make his move 😏

🙌🏻Interhighs 🙌🏻

It's inbetween matches and you are refilling water bottles

It's a busy place these interhigh tournaments and you are bound to find some shady characters

You are screwing the last top on a water bottle when suddenly you are bombarded by 2 players from another team

"Hey there cutie"- the gross one says

"I heard Seijoh has a good looking manager but you are definitely a step up from good looking"- the sleazy one says

Being reserved and quiet, you blush profusely

Our sweet baby 🥺

"Hey why don't you let us help you carry these heavy bottles back?"- the gross on says

"Yeah we'd love to get to know Seijoh's Manager a little more"- sleaze ball adds

"Umm no that's ok- I've got it"- you, grabbing the handles on the crates

"We insist"- the sleazy one says grabbing your hand

"Really I'm ok"- you

"Hey 😡 assholes-" a booming voice says from behind you

✋🏻 first off, hot 😏

Second off, Kyotani? 🤨

Kyotani comes up from behind the guys, pushing them off you, grabbing the crate and your hand , pulling you away

"Did they hurt you?"- he asks, eyes straight ahead and burning with vengeance

"No im ok. Thank you"- you

You see a little smile appear 😃

"It's no problem YN"- he says, leading you the to gym

When you enter, Iwaizumi's senses tingle

"Whats wrong? What happened?"- Iwa

"Some guys were just messing with YN, I handled it"- he says, putting the crates down and lacing his fingers with yours

LACING as in intertwined 😫

"YN-CHAN ARE YOU OK?"- Oikawa, running up to you

Pls Kyotani growls at him 🤣

"I'm fine Oikawa"- you halting the madness

The match is about to start when Kyotani looks at you

"Sit on the bus with me when we leave ok?"- Kyo, giving zero facial expressions

"Ok"- you 🙂

Please the man smiles again fhcuxjdjdjfjsb I'm melting 😭😭😭

Thus begins the ship known as KyoYN 🥰

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dilucsfav · 1 year

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Maybe Diluc simp fluff? Reader simping hard on Diluc? A bit like Dionna lol

OHHHH MYYYY GODDDDD A DILUC REQUEST??? SHITTTT IM SO SO EXCITED WHATTTTTT THE FUCKKKKKK

thank you so much for your request!!! this is so cute and i had a really good time writing about my fav darknight hero <33 for this one, i wasn’t sure if i should do headcanons for it or just a fic, so i did both hcs and a little scenario!!! hopefully this is what you wanted HJKSHSJJ-

warning(s): none!! just pure fluff.

Diluc is a very awkward, straight-to-the-point man. having somebody who’s semi-obsessed with him can be a little strange to him because he doesn’t think he’s capable of being loveable :(

lucky for you, he likes you and is interested in you!

you always intentionally go to the tavern when you know for sure he’s going to be working that day.

^^ that’s a free meal. seeing the man do the little bartender tricks and his sleeves rolled up and hahHhahahahdodoh.

at first, when you and diluc didn’t really know each other personally and he started seeing you every time he worked at the tavern, he noticed

—and he’d start up smaller conversation with you because he was interested in you, too.

It was an extremely slow process to get Diluc to start conversations with you, truthfully. but one day, he was asking you about yourself.

“What’s your name? … Ah, (Y/N)? That suits you. Where are you from then, (Y/N)? I notice you’re always in here.”

his soft voice and demeanor just makes your heart melt on the spot. It makes your cheeks feel all hot and your palms start sweating HES TOO PRETTY

you get all stuttery around him sometimes and he raises a brow to this. he thinks you’re just adorable

Frequent conversations appeared overtime in the tavern. and ofc, you just obsessed over him (you just like me fr)

^^ you wrote about how dreamy and handsome he was, tried making your appearance look better for him— hell, you even memorized the exact hand motions, in order, of each bartender trick he did

god you just loved him and couldn’t stop thinking about him. you were so obsessed with him and he didnt understand why

months went on and FINALLY. he invited you to his warm home to enjoy a nice meal with him

even if it was too good to be true, you were ecstatic

You couldnt stop smiling and giggling before the night arrived where you could spend time alone with him

(he was excited too but shh you dont know that)

STOPP and he and his maids prepared such a nice little meal for the two of you

Even though you were shaking from nervousness, you heart was beating super quickly and you felt all hot the whole time spent with him, you two hit it off great!!

time flew and by the time you two were done eating, it was pitch black outside

you were kind of worried how you would get home, but diluc insisted you stay in the guest room. after all, its dangerous with monsters everywhere, especially at night!

such a gentleman wtf

MADE YOU SO NERVOUS AND GIGGLY THOUGH ME FR

diluc notices how nervous and overwhelmed you seem, so he worried a bit and decided to even give you a clean set of clothes, a glass of grape juice, and a warm room.

YOURE SO GIGGLY AND HAPPY AND UNPREPARED FROM THE PAMPERING YOUR SOUL PRACTICALLY LEAVES YOUR BODY

and then before you two say goodnight and head to bed, he even offers a small kiss on your cheek before walking to his room

needless to say, you are drooling and giggling and falling on your bed and kicking your feet and trying not to be too loud

diluc my lord and savior

#genshin fluff #genshin impact #genshin x reader #genshin fanfic #diluc x you #diluc x y/n #diluc scenarios #master diluc #genshin diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc #diluc imagines #diluc x reader

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cato616 · 10 months

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NEGOTIATING OVER US (part nine)

roman roy x fem reader

I haven't been writing for this series for some days I'm sorry and I feel this part it's a bit short, I'm kind of busy these days:(

summary: roman will try his best to work with you and help saving your coffee shop that you value very much, let's hope there's no bumps on this road and that roman will give you a happy ending.

content/warning: fluff and angst (as always lol), trauma, daddy issues?

Waking up with roman beside you, both on your bed, it has been something circulating your mind from time to time, however nothing but a thought deep inside your brain. Although, it came true, and for instance, you excepted that roman would've already left, but there he was, right next to you, sleeping peacefully, he was safe with you; a man like roman is always on alert and defensive, as for now, wasn't much on alert.

There was a weird feeling to it tho, didn't know if you should go to the kitchen and prepare something for the both of you, as if this is something normal, or just try to wake him up. Perhaps breakfast it's too much? today it's not normal, some things must be fixed.

You put your arm on his shoulder very slowly, doing your best to not startle him, waking him up peacefully. You see how he opens his eyes at a slow pace, he realizes he's not in his bed, widens his eyes and quickly sitting up to straight himself up. "woah okay, good morning?" Thinking he was already in a bad shape. "oh, yeah, im here..." you can perceive that he's clearing his head. "yes... good morning." affirming it was actually for him, a good morning, being with you.

There's silence filling up the room, then suddenly both of you starts speaking on top of the other. "wait sorry, you go ahead." As you let him speak first. "...I know what you're thinking, and yes, I will try to make the best out of it... but, I don't wanna start my day like that..." Roman looks at you, waiting for you to share some ideas. "well... I do have a coffee shop that I gotta open." You caught him rolling his eyes on purpose, as he tries to be the same old roman, although he accidentally slipped a tiny smile, secretly feeling excited accompanying you, doing something else that is not all business and corporate; and mostly to be there by your side.

Both you and roman decided to walk to the café. Your clothing were complete opposites; while you were wearing a total casual look, however still tried to make look good, roman was in his corporate outfit like always, blue navy pants and a stripped tight shirt; it was probably a little too much for your taste, the style you mean, although you thought the shirt was doing its best work; he's a short man but surprisingly pretty buff, you liked that.

"Here we are." You said when arriving to your shop. "nice walk but it's my time to get to wo-" You stopped talking the moment you both hear roman's phone ringing. He takes his phone out and looks at it, then looks at you, he tries to mouth a response, but doesn't do it, and takes the call, while looking the other way, as he was ashamed to even take the call. "yes... nope, not there... I'm uuh- somewhere else." Roman was giving his back to you and whispering to his cellphone, and weirdly talking in code, as if to not let, you nor the person on the call, know what he's talking about. "yeah yeah see you there da-.... dying to see you..." He immediately hung up. The person on the other side was in effect, his dad, that not only was a little weirded out by his last sentence, and honestly not too shocked he would say that, but also, he was on this too.

"I guess duty calls, I'll see you later..." He waives and walks run, down to wherever he was going, without saying another word; you see from a far that he was making another call, probably to call one of his guys to give him a ride. His ways and manners was making you suspicious, after all, he was roman roy, and you haven't forgotten.

Roman was dropped off at Waystar's, making his way up to his father's office. "hey son, how was your morning, wherever you were?" Logan teamed up with roman, but his dad wasn't all that informed of roman's plan. "I was, on my mission dad-" Logan seemed already annoyed, as if his voice is what was making him upset like that. "first of all, your mission, was to convince that girl to let go of her little shop, to avoid any lawsuits, that we can always win, but are still pretty bad for our reputation... so, son, I don't think you've achieved your quest... I think you failed... you're lying to me, not only I can see it, I can hear it, and even smell it." Logan was made of stone, an angry stone, staring roman, waiting for an answer; by now, roman was already pretty nervous to even speak, hiding his anxiety with a cocky smile, but scratching his head, clearly feeling on edge. He doesn't say anything back, Logan closes his eyes and sighs out of frustration. "you fucking moron..." Roman stops walking around the room; he's fucked. "you fell for the woman, haven't you?" Roman tries to answer but doesn't know if he should keep lying or say the truth, but was too afraid to make either of those options. "I always knew you were soft, and weak... repeatedly trying to put your dick where you're not supposed to." Logan was one each away from roman, staring at his soul, while rome was eating his nails off, afraid of his dad, like a little kid all over again. Logan stands down and sits back to his chair. "well, you tried your best son, and it's already done, so you may go."

Roman knows what he's talking about, and once again, doesn't speak, and leaves the room. He walked away towards his office, but with his head somewhere else; while making his way over there, he looked sideways and noticed someone was in his office, caught him out of trance. He walked in, and realized, it was you.

You were looking at the view he has inside, he haven't seen your face yet. "y/n? you're here..." You turn your body to him, he gets to see you, and you were miserable, tears were filling up. "what the fuck roman? huh? you fucking sociopath." Roman was perplexed, as you were justifyingly defensive about it, you took out from behind, a letter, the letter. "it was inside the shop when I got in, looks like there weren't any other ways..." Roman carefully takes the letter you left on top of the desk, and reads it, and of course it was the warrant, his father sent this morning, to demolish the café; roman was just the puppet in this play, to console and convince you to tear down the shop, so that it would look like you agreed to the negotiation, although they were going to do it anyway.

He felt busted when knowing what was going on, and doesn't know how to react, except you do. "you tell me nice things, I tell you nice things back, we have some moments, and this morning, you start acting all suspicious... and then oh my god, I realized you were playing me all along for fuck's sake." you weren't yelling, but notoriously upset, having your hands holding your head, as if you were about to explode. "I trusted you because I had no else to trust, but I'm really that stupid, I chose daddy's boy and thought he wouldn't be the betraying type, ever again." Roman doesn't seem to respond, avoiding eye contact. "and you can't even say sorry... put up a fight, anything..." Your eyes were shinning with hope as you frowned to him, expecting an answer, that was nowhere to be found, he doesn't speak; he sat down on his chair, and tries to compose himself and looks through you as you weren't even there, like a ghost. Your heart shatters. "I guess I shouldn't be surprised you wouldn't want to disappoint your daddy, and lose everything you have." He wasn't fazed at all with your teasing, and made you even more helpless. "honestly, roman... I don't know why, but I could think of so many ways to forgive you... if I wanted to hate you, I would, but I can't... and you won't even apologize." You tilt your head to see if he would say something. "and that makes me want to hate myself, and not you! you understand what I'm saying? how crazy that sounds?... but I don't care, i would do anything to hold you again... I guess you don't feel the same, you never did."

You walked away, thinking you could've burst out crying, but you didn't feeling like it, instead accepted the situation and everything else, the only thing you could do to make this the best out of it, accept the money, and move on, nothing you could do.

Roman kept his pose very still until you left. When you were gone, his tears started to build up and his body to shake, he was almost about to blow up. He couldn't hold his emotions any longer and uncontrollably starts crying, but gets embarrassed right that second, feeling he was maybe a bit too loud; he turns his chair to the window, slides down a little bit, and covers his mouth with his arm, to not feel too exposed; and so he starts sobbing without no one watching.

You were in acceptance, or at least taking the path to it, meanwhile roman was very much in pain. He never thought he would be in such agony for someone like you. However it wasn't a hard call for him to decide which side to be on, betraying his family it's never part of his plan, but betraying you, crushed him even far more than he could imagine.

He stopped crying, he felt he could catch his breath. His eyes were swollen and lost of aspiration, tears coming down his cheeks, while viewing the city from his desk. The day was getting darker, and the lights of his office was getting brighter, allowing him to see his reflection on the window. He looked at himself, analysing his whole self, started to overthink. Although, it made him change perspective; he didn't like what he was seeing, and tho some arrangements can't be done, some changes can be made, like himself.

Roman abruptly decides to storm out of his office and runs away. He's ready to do things differently, to do things your way.

#roman roy #roman roy x reader #roman roy x you #succession #succession fic #roman roy fic #roman roy succession #angst #fem reader #y/n #female reader #part nine #fluff

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wooblrb · 2 months

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the law of being friends with a male: 14 (∗˃̶ ᵕ ˂̶∗)

genre,, fluff, friends to lovers, slow burn ??

pairing: junghoon x fem!reader

warnings: a lot of dialogue,,

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taglist ^-^: @dogyunslover @fordohyon @anxiousskylar

a/n: HELLOOOO :PPP sorry i havent been updatings ive been SOOO BUSYYY ( ꒦ິ ཀ ꒦ິ ) ILL TRY TO POST MORE OFTENNN Ꮚ ᵒ̴̶̷̥ ‸ ᵒ̴̶̷̣̥ Ꮚ alsoo sorry for such boring chapterss ill try write them more juicier LOL hope yall enjoy thiss lmk what you think ৻( •̀ ᗜ •́ ৻)

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“i’m home!” i announce as i walk into my house.

what a strange day. jinsik only said that because he likes bora.. i’m not like him. i don’t like junghoon like that. the only thing i’m really worried about is that i might never see junghoon smile again.

i grab my phone and open my messaging app. i tap junghoons contact and start typing.

‘thats why i have to do this..!’

i push send and let out a little yelp.

little did i know.. that text will create an issue in the future.

authors pov

“junghoon~ sorry im late! the bus took too long. did you wait a long time?” jinsik waves at junghoon while approaching.

“no, i just got here.” junghoon responds.

“lets go. what did you want to eat.”

“ahh i feel bad that i was late. i'll pay for dinner! you pick.” jinsik says while playfully punching junghoon’s arm.

“no. i said i would pay for it. lets go somewhere nearby.” junghoon walks ahead , trying to find somewhere to eat. “wahh kim junghoon is too nice(,,>﹏<,,)” jinsik runs and catches up to junghoon.

they start walking down the street and talk about random things.

“oh right i need to get a book from the bookstore! and a pillow but i can go another day.” jinsik mentions as he points to the bookstore thats nearby.

junghoon nods and follows him.

“by the way, why did you take the bus? isnt the subway closer to your house?” junghoon asks curiously as they walk inside the store.

“oh i wasn’t at home. i was on *** street.” he replies looking through the math workbooks.

“hm why were you on that street? its pretty far from your house.” junghoon questions more as he looks around at the books.

“ahh i was with y/n. i was so distracted with our conversation that i forgot to part ways” jinsik chuckles, still looking through the books.

“just the two of you?”

“huh? oh yeah just me and her. i think the is the work book i need lets go!” jinsik walks to the checkout but stops after seeing that junghoon isnt following.

“junghoon? lets go eat!”

“oh. okay.”

junghoon and jinsik start walking to the restaurant but then sudddenly junghoon’s phones buzzes.

he grabs his phone and sees that y/n texted. he reads the text then dials her number.

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y/ns pov

*are you free tommorrow? do you maybe want to go with me to buy jinsik a birthday gift?*

“i sent it!” i mumble while looking at the sent message to junghoon.

it would've been better if i had asked him in person… but everytime i see him, he avoids eye contact. what did i even do to him?! well.. to be honest. the thing that bothers me the most is… he isnt showing me his beautiful smile.

but if i were to ask him.. that would be awkward.

i look down at my phone and see he just read the text.

“AHH! ( ꩜ ᯅ ꩜;)⁭ “ i yelp as i hide myseldf under the blankets.

i peak out my head waiting for his reply.

‘why is he not answering back? is he ignoring my texts now too T-T'

i reach out my hand to check but suddenly i get a call.

‘a call..?’

i click the answer button.

“ehem…hello?” i say softly.

“i called because i had a question. when will you be available tomorrow.” junghoon asks directly.

“oh, i-i’m free anytime! its the weekend after all. hehe.” i get up from my laying position and sit straight up on my bed.

“hm then how about and 2?”

“thats perfect..!”

“what kind of present are you going to get?” he asks.

“uhh i havet decided yet..what about you?”

“me neither”

“well then we can just decide on the way!… okay great…yes! see you tomorrow!” junghoon ends the call.

‘nice.. i did it!!’

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next day~~

my plan has been following along well. the first step was to meet junghoon outside of school. second step. i would ask him if he is truly upset with me and why in a natural way. third step. accept his apology for whatever he's upset about, and then i'll see his smile again!!

THE END! ദ്ദി ˉ͈̀꒳ˉ͈́ )✧

“what are you looking at? and why are you giving a thumbs up?” junghoon asks, slightly weirded out.

“huh? its nothing. lets go..” i reply while scraching the back of my neck.

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#junghoon x reader #junghoon xikers #kpop #xikers fanfic #xikers fluff #xikers imagines #xikers reactions #xikers #xikers x reader #jinsik xikers #jinsik #jinsik x reader

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biribaa · 2 years

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I’m crying your write for stray- I’m in love Ty Ty 4 blessing me 😭 anyway could I get a momo comforting a reader with fluff? I had a shit day yesterday but ur writings just brought my mood up 100% <3(also idc what the reader is upset/mad about I’ll let u choose!)

More Momo conforting reader<33

AAAA IM SO HAPPY IT HELPED YOU!!

You see, this is the main reason for my oneshots, most of the time i write x readers when i'm really stressed and/or depressed, so i write cute scenarios of my F/O, or characters who are not rlly my F/O but are the F/O of my followers, and i have a cool sncenario for they, so i write it and post it, and then make people happy :]]

Im srry it took too long for answear, but i swear i'll make it worth it

Knock knock knock

You slammed your fist on Momo's door, you didn't even needed to knock, you could rest your head on the door right there. You were so tired, you didn't have the strength to move anymore, not even the mentality to think and every sigh you took only exhausted your lungs, you're so done today.

And the darkness around didn't help, the sky that was and always will be a "night with stars" only influenced you more and more to rest now.

The door opened only for your eyes to hurt from the yellow light from inside the robot house. And there, was a silhouette you could always recognize

"Well well wellI, you finally decided to show up, i was starting to get worried you know?"

"Yeah"

You walked inside Momo's house, every move was a scream asking for any kind of comfort to ease your stress, anything, you would accept anything now. So, seeing that the sofa was occupied with Momo's boxes, you moved straight to Momo's bed, you didn't take off your coat or shoes, nothing, you just threw your body that looked more like a corpse onto the fabric. Your face was not visible now that it's directly over the comfort, you blocked the sides of your head with your arms, preventing any ray of light to annoy you.

Well you know Momo is no idiot, he clearly noticed these details in your behavior, normally when you come back you smile and hug him, but today, only that? Did he do something you didn't like? Is he not being enough? Did someone hurt you?

"Hey" A voice echoed through the small room, it was Momo's. "You fine?"

You groaned in response, Christ, you didn't even have the energy to speak. You slightly turned your head until you could poke an eye out of your arms and see Momo standing in front of you, he was curling his fingers over his other fingers, it was a gesture he usually made, it was usually when he was nervous...

You wanted help, you wanted comfort from your boyfriend, to feel his metallic skin on your flesh skin, and listen to his advice as he pats you on the back. But at the same time, what if he doesn't understand? You are afraid, afraid of facing another disappointment with a person, afraid of interaction.

"I..." Words couldn't come out of your mouth, what were supposed to be words, just sounded like grunts.

"Shh." He placed his hand on your exhausted back, drawing circles that comforted your shoulders "You know what, I can see in your face how exhausted and tired you are, and you look ugly when exhausted, i hate to see you ugly. If you want, you don't have to talk about it, okay?" Momo said in a calm tone while looking into your eyes. As you stared with dead fish, dismayed and lifeless eyed, you slowly turned your face into your arms.

"I do not deserve you." You confessed, your humiliating tone hit Momo

"I should be saying this, Y/N." It was the last thing Momo said before you heard his footsteps slowly going away.

You gain enough silence to think about the whole situation, and silence enough to appreciate it. You didn't have any kind of misunderstanding with Momo, none of him getting stressed, or him being an asshole to you, there's no reason for you to be anxious around him. Momo actually understands you, and understands when you want to be alone, and understand when you're going to need him, was he really the best thing that happened to you since you came here?

All these thoughts made you tired... That's when you noticed for a brief second how your shoes were already bothering you, then, looking like an adult just out of a 10-hour shift, you took off your shoes with your own toes, it was even an easy and simple action.

It was a matter of minutes before you noticed a sign of life coming from Momo. You immediately noticed a pleasant food smell, and seconds later, a sound of a cymbal hitting wood, your attention is easily caught. You lifted your head, and on Momo's desk, you saw a warm plate duo the baked potatoes inside it.

"But you said–"

"Doc had some extra potatoes in his greenery and gave it to me." And again, Momo stroked your back gently. "Now do me a quick favor and get up, I want to do something." You, already being more than happy today for all your boyfriend's help, thought that you could do this minimum to reciprocate. You removed your arms that were around your head and lifted your body, placing your feet on the floor and getting up from the bed, waiting for Momo to do some kind of action after that

Momo climbed onto the bed and leaned his back against the wall as he sat up. He spread his legs, and looked at you, patting the empty space between his legs. You quickly understood the gesture, and got your knees up on the bed and crawled up to Momo until you could sit between his legs, and use Momo's entire torso as a backrest. The robot put one arm around your waist, and used the free hand to pick up the plate full of food and give it to you. Now he could put both arms around her waist

Your cheeks turned slightly pink, and you couldn't hold back your sweet smile. With all that, you easily felt safe, especially since Momo was slightly taller than you, and, well, obviously more resistant. You were amazed how such cold skin from a robot made your face so warm and your stomach full of butterflies. Woah, wait, so all this time you've never gotten along with anyone because they're human? And maybe you do better with robots? Damn bro.

You took one of the baked potatoes and put it in your mouth, it was perfect, for a robot that had spent years without human interaction, Momo cooked very well. The potato warmed every corner of the cold interior of your mouth, it was satisfactory. Without hesitation, you started biting the rest of the potatoes on the plate.

While you were eating, Momo clasped his arms around your waist. "Everything is fine now?" The machine questioned

"Yes." You hummed "Thank you so much Momo, seriously..."

"I'm always here when you're stressed, 'kay?" Momo gently placed his screen over your shoulder "Chu..." He simulated a kiss

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I'll be honest, I don't feel like I liked this oneshot very much... I feel like I could have done more, but I didn't have any more ideas, I promise I gave my effort :)

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soccerwag · 1 year

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Hey! Im real soory to bother but can you write something fluff for vinicius jr like your first date or something anything will be fine really if you cant or dont feel like it please feel free to ignore this <33

Yes I will 🤭🫶🏼 I hope you like the way I interpreted it. I also know it’s kinda short this is my first time but I’m sure they’ll get longer the more I practice!

Summary: You and Vini have been friends for a while. You’ve had a crush on him for a while now but never mentioned it out of fear of ruining your friendship. Just recently he had opened up to you about his feelings for you and now today was the day you and him were going on your first date.

Warnings: None

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I’m so stressed right now! I have no clue what to wear, how to do my hair or makeup or what shoes to wear! If I’m being honest I’m so nervous that I don’t even remember what time he said he was going to be here.

I’ve liked Vini since we were 13. At first I tried pushing the feelings away, pretend that they weren’t even there but eventually that was just not something I could do. Although I never put right told him I liked him I’m sure it was obvious to our other mutual friends that I did. It honestly kind of shocked me when he told me he’s liked me for a while now too. All this time I’ve been thinking it was one sided and when really it never was.

I was so engrossed in my panic and anxiety that I didn’t even hear the front door open. I was still in my pajamas. My hair was still a freak show and I haven’t gotten the chance to freshen up.

“Well don’t you look gorgeous straight out of bed.” I heard a familiar voice say behind me.

I nearly jumped out of my skin.

“Shit Vini, I didn’t expect you to be here so soon.” I covered my face from embarrassment.

“I couldn’t figure out what to wear because I wanted to look my best for you but everything I tried on I hated.” I rambled on, starting to work myself up again.

“Hey, hey, hey, you look gorgeous all the time, you could be wearing a huge T-shirt covered in food and a pair of sweatpants and I’d still think you looked absolutely stunning.

I didn’t know how to react, I was calmed immediately, my anxiety washed away and my tension soon let up.

“Vini…you know just how to make me feel better.” I smiled and gave him a hug.

“Why don’t we just have a cute little movie date here.” Vini suggested.

“Honestly that would be great.” I said with another smile tugging on my face again.

He picked me up bridal style and carried me to the living room.

“What movie do you want to watch princesa.”

“Princess and the frog.”

I laid my body on top of his and just engulfed myself in my body warmth.

We ate so much popcorn and candy I thought I personally was going to explode. I was starting to doze off to sleep but the last thing I heard before I hit slumber was,

“Thank you mi vida, for being you, one day soon I’ll tell you I love you while you’re awake but for now to not scare you I’ll say it while you sleep.” Vini said while stroking my hair and I fell asleep with a smile on my face.

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Vini after bagging you

#vini jr #imagine #book blurb #fluff #soccer #vinicius junior

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garbbitch · 5 months

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post concert fluff (blurb? idk it’s not a full fic but it’s somethin) i don’t know how to write a blurb, clearly.

ie: untangling her hair, soft touches as the adrenaline wears off, letting her (wo)man handle you a little (gently), having something comfy waiting for her straight out of the dryer, bath?, cuddling as we watch her fav movie (love actually)

reader pov (writing in the second person is annoying so it’s gonna be first person)

i watched her from the sidelines as she head-banged to her favorite song in the set. she ran around with lucy and pheobe occasionally smiling at you. as soon as the show ended she ran over to you giving you the tightest hug.

“you did so good baby.” i said to her as we hugged. her hands moved to my hips squeezing them and she moved a hand down to my ass and squeezed it.

“julien-“ i started to say before she kissed me roughly, i knew it was just the adrenaline but it was so hot.

“sorry, just wanted to feel you.” she said softly pulling away from the kiss just to kiss my neck. i chuckled.

“c’mon let’s get out of here.” i said holding her hand and leading her to the car. she got in the car and as we drove seemed to be feeling a little low. i turned the radio down.

“you alright?” i asked her reaching for her hand.

“yeah, im good, just the concert rush is wearing off.” she said as she realized just how tired she was. as we drove i held her hand drawing little shapes on it trying my best to soothe her.

we pulled into the parking lot of our hotel. “c’mere,” i said to her standing at the trunk of the car. she slowly walked over and i hugged her rubbing her back and arms softly. she hummed softly as i hugged her.

“i’ll take your bags, you wanna go check us in?” i say to her still hugging her.

“yeah i’ll check us in.” she said as she reluctantly pulled away from the hug going into the hotel as i grabbed our bags. in the hotel an attendant took the bags up to the room allowing us to take our time up to the hotel.

i could tell julien was loosing steam and needed some rest. as we walked up to the room she leaned into my side, i didn’t mind it, i would’ve carried her if she asked.

we walked into the room and julien immediately layed down sprawled on the bed. i chuckled lightly walking over to her.

“do you need anything honey?” i asked her.

“um, i dunno, my legs are killing me but i-“ she was cut off as i was taking her sneakers off of her.

“how about a hot bath? it’ll help any soreness.” i suggested. her eyes lit up, i knew that look.

“not that kind of bath you goofball.” i said as she frowned a little. “just not right away, you seem really out of it.” i added as she sat up on the bed.

“a bath would be really nice actually.” she says to me.

“ok gimme a couple minutes ok?” i said before i walked out of the room to go fill the tub and find some bubbly soap to use in the bath. as i set it up julien made us both some tea, she just wanted to feel helpful.

“thanks baby.” i said as she gave me the tea. she started to undress for her bath but i stopped her.

“let me, just relax.” i say as i slowly remove her clothes not in a sexual way in a comforting way.

“you don’t need to do all of this for me.” she said as she got in the bath.

“i know, but i want to.” i said back. i came back with a little candle and lit it leaving it on the counter.

“this ok?” i ask her making sure everything is good before i leave her to herself to relax.

“it’s perfect.” she says back. i start to leave. “can you stay though?” she asks.

“of course, is there something you want me to do?” i ask taking off my own shoes trying to get a little more comfortable.

she thinks for a moment, “you could join me” she says with a mischievous look in her eye. all i do is shake my head while smiling.

“julien, you’re killin me. i’ll join you but we’re just relaxing.” i say as i take off my own clothes and settle behind her so she’s flush against my body. she hums softly at the feeling. i softly ran my fingers over her arms soothing her. i moved my hand to her hair, i notice how tangled it is.

“is this from the show tonight?” i ask her worried that it’s gonna start to hurt.

“hmm? what’re you talkin about?” she asked not paying attention to much as she relaxed into my touch.

“your hair is all tangled baby,” i say to her.

“oh, i didn’t notice, it must be from the show.” she said slowly, “can you comb it out?” she asked.

“of course baby,” i say as i reached for a comb and started to comb at the ends trying my best not to hurt her. as i moved up to the back of her head i felt a tug from the not on the comb.

“there’s a big not, it might hurt, i’m sorry baby.” i said as i pulled it applying a little more pressure. she winced and i soothed her as soon as it was out.

i gently comb through the rest of her hair making sure there were no other knots.

“there you go.” i say to her. her head rested against my shoulder.

“thank you.” she said quietly against your skin. she leaned back into me more.

“you don’t need to thank me baby,” i whisper in her ear. when she felt the feeling of my breath on her neck she moved her head the other direction giving me access to her skin.

i appeased her finally kissing her neck softly. the feeling made her breath hitch.

“is this ok?” i ask whispering in her ear. she nodded slowly. “baby, you gotta use your words” i say as my lips brush against her neck.

“that’s perfect.”she says encouraging to kiss her neck. she moaned softly as i continued to kiss her neck.

“how’re you feeling baby?” i ask softly against her skin. julien only hummed in response. i massaged her arms and back gently as i kissed her.

“c’mon use your words baby,” i say softly in her ear as my hands continue to massage her arms and back.

“i feel good,” she says breathily leaning into my touch.

“you want somethin to eat?” i ask moving away from her neck.

julien dramatically groans, “i could eat,” she says. she starts to get out of the bath.

“where are you goin?” i ask her as she starts to stand up.

“i was gonna go get the menu,” she says admiring you from above with a small smirk.

“don’t look at me like that, “ i say standing up to get out as well.

“like what?” she asks as she walks out in a robe. i shake my head while chuckling before following suit with a robe on.

she flops onto the bed, much more relaxed this time reading through the room service menu. i get onto the bed with her.

“what’re you thinking for dinner?” i ask her as she reads the menu.

“hmm? i dunno. you take a look,” she says holding it over for me to read it as well, i slowly sneak a hand around her waist, wanting to feel close to her.

i read the menu, “what about that?” i point to a vegan italian dish.

she hums reading the ingredients, “that looks really good actually.” she says. i get out of bed to walk over to the phone and call the desk. julien follows and sits on a desk chair in the room bringing it close to me.

“what’re you doing?” i ask while smiling as the line rings.

“oh nothing,” she says as she gently pulls me down to sit on her lap.

“julien-“ i start as the woman on the phone answers. julien takes at as her cue to kiss my neck hard enough to leave a hickey. i loose my focus on what the woman is saying to me.

“mm sorry, what was that?” i ask the woman on the phone. julien chuckles before moving a hand to my boob, teasing it through the robe.

“mmhmm, ok. thanks,” i say before hanging up. julien chuckles at my flushed state.

“if i accidentally ordered the wrong thing it’s your fault ya know.” i say while smiling at her. “what’re you trying to do to me?” i ask as she looks up at me.

“nothin,” she says, that southern drawl comes out a little.

we ate the dinner on the bed and watched tv until we fell asleep.

(AN: can you tell i didn’t know how to finish it?)

#boygenius #julien baker fluff

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kazamasthings · 2 years

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tekken characters react to you saying i love you

genre: fluff

characters: jin kazama, steve fox, reader

jin kazama

even though he was a shy person, jin still had his ways of showing affection. you noticed his absence and decided to go look for him. you found him pensive, on the balcony of the apartment.

"jin? babe? is everything ok?" you ask as you approach, but he doesn't answer, and you insist "jin?? jin kazama, are you listening to me???"

when he hears his full name, jin pronounces in a more melancholy tone than usual "the curse of the mishima blood will always be with me. I don't think we should be together anymore. for your sake."

"what are you talking about? why all of a sudden?" you asked confused.

"everyone close to me ends up hurt or killed. i don't want that to happen to you. i want you to have a happy life and away from such big problems. i would like to have a normal life too, study, work, have fun like a normal person, but that's impossible for someone like me. so I believe it's best to stay away." now jin's voice sounded even sadder, like someone who was about to cry.

"jin!! you know that nothing that happened is your fault! you couldn't help it even if you went back in time, so stop torturing yourself with those thoughts." no response, you continued "we know you have a good heart and are trying hard."

"good intentions aren't enough to solve my family problems. and that doesn't take you out of harm's way."

"it's my decision to stay and I won't leave you alone, jin. You can count on me for anything...I take the risks myself."

jin finally turns around and you can see the tired expression on his face "why do you have to be so insistent?" he asks raising an eyebrow.

"because I love you, jin" you hugged jin and immediately blushed when you realized what you just said. you felt jin's hand lift his chin, now you were hugging and making eye contact.

"I-i love... you... too... but I won't forgive myself if you get hurt because of me!

steve fox

you were in steve's room waiting for your boyfriend to come back with dinner, he's not the best cook but he's a really cute guy and he took care of your food. after some time, steve called you to go eat in the living room.. the smell was delicious!

"princess, this is a typical british dish. Bón appetit!" steve said trying to do a french accent which made you laugh.

"muchas gracias, cariño" after a few laughs and conversations, you started to eat. "it's delicious, steve!"

"yeah haha, I was surprised." steve looked at you and was suddenly thoughtful and far away. after a few minutes long seconds of silence, he asked "can I ask you something?" you said yes then he continued "isss how it feels to have a family dinner? well i don't remember having such a nice cozy dinner so i guess that's it."

"oh well..." you felt a little sad remembering your boyfriend's past but kept replying "it's more or less like this, but don't worry! we'll be doing it more often."

"we will. but it's kind of ironic, isn't it? I didn't have my parents present. my mother is a murderer who wants to kill me without caring about the fact that I'm her son. I don't know how to react. i would have a family..." steve stopped eating his delicious potato and returned to that thoughtful look.

"stevie, you were already prepared for this. your birth conditions were not in a loving environment, but you never needed her in the past, you don't need her now."

"yeah, I know, but realizing that you're alone is a little painful." Steve said with a small smirk because he knew how you would react.

"ALONE?! sTEVE FOX, I love you! can't you see?? you said indignantly.

"hahahahah I was just annoying you princess! let's stop talking about negative things." steve gave his biggest smile to say "...and i love you too!" the cuteness of your loved one made you smile.

"oh yes we can just stop talking and go straight to dessert" you said with a suggestive look

friends, im writing about my favorite characters 🥺 im already preparing the next one

#tekken x reader #tekken headcanons #tekken reactions #tekken headcanon #jin kazama headcanon #jin kazama #steve fox #steve fox headcanon

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parkerrogersgirl · 2 years

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Anything But Free- Chapter 2

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Summary: you’re Ryan Reynolds’ assistant/best friend/go to gal for everything, and you’re having the time of your life. When he surprises you during the filming of “Free Guy,” you’re wondering if you can actually have it all

Warnings: fluff, language(?), aaaaaangst 😏, fluff again bc honestly it needs another warning

Word Count: 1.9k

A/N: Im back!!!!! A huge thank you to @astheskycries for being my beta reader!!

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You’re pacing back and forth across Ryan’s trailer, somehow feeling both elated and betrayed.

How could he do this to you? You knew his heart was in the right place, but still, how could he do this to you?!

You hear a soft knock at the door and spin on your heel as Ryan pokes his head in, “can I enter my own trailer?”

“At your own risk,” you snap, glaring daggers at him.

“Listen, bud. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. In my defense, I kinda felt like I owed you because you do so much for me and my family. So this seemed kind of small in comparison to everything you’ve sacrificed for me.”

You groan, feeling like an asshole, “okay.… I mean, I guess that’s fair. You just know I don’t like surprises. And this is kind of a massive surprise.”

“Yeah but it’s a pretty damn good one if I do say so myself,” he says with a smirk. “Will you come back out here and at least talk to the guy? You hurt his feelings a little bit.”

Your eyes go wide and you look in Ryan’s mirror, fixing your resting bitch face before turning to face him.

“Okay, how do I look?”

He grins, patting you on the back, “like a knockout. Now let’s go find that Yankee,” he links your arms and walks you out of his trailer, and you see Chris off in the distance talking to Taika Waititi.

Taika sees you and immediately sprints up and hugs you, “well if it isn’t the golden girl! I’ve missed you darling!”

You giggle, trying to ignore Chris’s gaze on you, “Taika you saw me yesterday.”

“That’s much too long! You’re easily the best person on this set,” he says with a squeeze, making you notice this hug is going on for much too long.

You look at Chris apologetically and slip out of the hug, reaching out to shake his hand. Taika tenses up and stares at Chris before begrudgingly walking away.

“Hey, uhhh I’m sorry about earlier. It was just kind of a surprise because you’re kinda my favorite actor and you have been since 2001 and you’re kind of a big deal and am I talking too much?”

Chris laughs, and it’s the most beautiful sound you’ve ever heard, “it’s a pleasure to meet you, and thank you. I’ve heard nothing but good things about you from Ryan for years.”

“They’re mostly true, very little embellishments added,” Ryan says with a grin.

You hear a bell ring, and Chris takes out a pen and writes something on your hand before kissing it, “I gotta go, there’s my number, text me. I’ll be waiting.”

Your eyes go wide as he walks away back to set, and Ryan pats you on the back before heading the same direction.

“Good job, killer.”

You giggle and stare at the number on your hand before punching it into your phone. You practically skip over to set to keep an eye on Ryan, unaware that someone is watching your every move.

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Filming wraps after a very, very long day, and you head back to your hotel room in downtown Boston. You missed the L.A. shoots, after which you could go straight home to your own bed. Boston is nice, but nothing compares to your home in Venice.

You drop your bag on the floor and immediately get in the shower and begin to wash off the day’s stress. You couldn’t shake the feeling that you’d forgotten to do something, but you shrugged it off while you finished up in the shower.

You dry off and put on your coziest sweats and hoodies, absolutely over the cold weather in Boston. You’re doom-scrolling on Netflix trying to trick your brain into falling asleep when your phone rings, snapping you out of your trance. You pick up without checking who it’s from and you’re immediately greeted by-

“CHRIS EVANS?????? My husband got you CHRIS EVANS???” Your dearest friend, Blake Lively, shrieks from the phone.

“Jesus Christ, Blake, take it down a few decibels. You’re reaching a pitch that only dogs can hear.”

“Okay okay okay I’m sorry. But seriously, when were you going to tell me?”

You groan and turn off the TV, “I honestly kinda spaced and thought it wasn’t real. I thought I made it up.”

“Okay, well tell me what happened??? How did it go??”

“I’ll tell you tomorrow, okay? Tell your kids their aunt loves them, I gotta go to bed.”

“Fiiiiiine but you better keep me in the loop otherwise I’ll make Ryan do it.”

You say your goodbyes and turn off your phone, quickly falling asleep.

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Several loud bangs wake you up, and you realize somebody is pounding on the door to your room. “HEYYYYY COME ON WAKE UP!!!”

You sit up and check the clock on the bedside table. Bright red digits read 7:38AM. You and Ryan are supposed to be on set by 8, and it’s 30 minutes away.

“FUCK,” you shout as you jump out of bed and strip off your pajamas, choosing the first outfit you find, which happens to be skinny jeans and a pale blue cardigan. You give a sheepish grin as you open the door, seeing your best friend looking rather pleased with himself.

“Why are you smiling? You should be pissed,” you ask with a raised eyebrow as you step into the hallway with him.

“I paid housekeeping to set your clock forward 30 minutes so we could be early to set.”

“You son of a bitch you WHAT?”

He grins and puts an arm around your shoulders, ushering you toward the elevator, “relax, buddy, I did it for you. I figured you’d want more free time with your boy, Chris.”

You groan and smack his arm, “fine, but you owe me coffee.”

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You make it to set 30 minutes early, with a fresh coffee and blueberry scone in hand as you sit on top of Ryan’s trailer and look out at the water.

“You didn’t text me,” a voice says from behind you.

“Ryan your wife called me last night and kept me awake because of YOUR actions, I would really like some alone time.”

“Uh, not Ryan. Guess again.”

Your eyes go wide and you stand quickly, seeing the large frame of Chris Evans.

“Oh, uh.….. sorry. Long day yesterday. I just went to bed after I got to my hotel.”

He steps closer to you, brushing a hair out of your face, “I waited for you to text me. I was looking forward to it.”

“But why? I’m a nobody. I’m just an assistant.”

He shakes his head, looking you in the eyes, “no, you’re not a nobody. As long as I’ve known Ryan, you’ve been there for him. All he does is talk about how good you are to him and his family. I’ve wanted to meet you for years.”

“But why?” You ask, still in disbelief.

“Because you’re genuinely good. There are so few good people in the world. And I want to get to know you.”

You hear a bell ring on set, knowing that’s your cue to go. He gives you a longing smile before kissing your forehead.

“I’ll see you on set, sweetheart.”

You blush as you climb down from the roof of the trailer, seeing Ryan standing right outside the door.

“Oh buddy,” he says with a grin, “you’re so screwed.”

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After another long day of filming, you’re in the car with Ryan on the way back to your hotel. Your finger hovers over Chris’ name in your phone, trying to find the will to text him.

Ryan groans and reaches over to grab your phone, but you pull your arm away.

“Okay fine I’ll do it!” You snap, making the decision that will change your future.

Me: “hi”

You lock your phone, not expecting him to respond for a while. Second later, you hear your phone ding.

CE: “hey, sweetheart. I was just thinking about you. What are you up to?”

Me: “heading back to the hotel with Ryan, probably gonna get room service again and then go to bed.”

CE: “if you want to skip room service, I’ll take you out to dinner :)”

You gasp, looking at Ryan, “dude he asked me to dinner.”

“You better fucking say yes, I swear.”

Me: “when and where?”

Chris texts you the address, telling you to meet him in 5 minutes since it’s close to your hotel. You give the driver the location, panicking as you fix your hair and makeup in the mirror.

“You’ll be fine, killer,” Ryan says with a pat on the back as you get dropped off at the restaurant. “Text me if you need a ride, bud.”

You take a deep breath and get out of the car, going into the restaurant. You smile at the hostess and quietly say, “I’m here to meet a Mr. Evans.”

She gives you a soft nod, leading you to a secluded booth with a privacy curtain.

You pull back the curtain and see your favorite set of eyes.

“Hey, sweetheart.”

You give him a small, sweet smile as you sit in the booth and the hostess closes the curtain behind you.

You blush and sit opposite from him in the booth, not making eye contact.

“You feeling okay?” He wonders, concerned.

You let out a nervous laugh, “I’m on a date with Captain America. I’m a little anxious.”

He smirks and takes your hand, “is this a date?”

“Uh shit uhhhhhhhh-”

“Gotcha,” he puts his hand on his chest, letting out a deep laugh.

“Oh that’s so not funny,” you say, trying to suppress a giggle.

“Then why are you laughing?”

You roll your eyes and take a look at the menu, noticing that most of the entrées have an ingredient you’re allergic to. You wrinkle your nose in annoyance, and Chris raises an eyebrow quizzically.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, I’m just allergic to pepper. I have to be careful about what I eat. Most stuff is pre-seasoned with pepper.”

“Don’t worry about it. I’m good friends with the chef, he can cook it separately.”

“No it’s fine, it’s too much trouble. I’ll probably just get plain chicken or something.”

“What do you want?”

“I mean.…. The chicken parmesan sounds really good.”

He grins, beaming at you, “that’s my favorite too. When the server comes back, I’ll tell her we need yours made without pepper.”

“Thank you, Chris, I appreciate that.”

“Of course, sweetheart.”

“Okay,” you sigh, sitting up straight before looking at him seriously, “what is the deal here?”

Before he can answer you hear a soft tap on your side of the booth, and the server sticks her head in to take your orders. Chris orders for you with your adjustment included, and she leaves.

“So; the deal?”

“Yeah. You said you were messing with me when I called this a date, so I just wanted to make sure I wasn’t misinterpreting.”

He sighs, running his fingers through his hair, “the deal is, I’m attracted to you. The deal is, I think you’re wonderful. I want to get to know you. I want to learn everything about you. What gets you up in the morning, how you take your coffee, what movie you watch when you’re sad. I want to know every inch of your heart. If you’re not interested, tell me now and I will be content with being friends. But, whatever your choice, I’m in this 100%.”

You’re lost for words. Speechless. Something you’ve never experienced before. So you do the only thing you can think to do in that moment.

You kiss Chris Evans.

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