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pierregazly · 8 months

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you make loving fun ꨄ pierre gasly smau

pierre gasly x fem!russell!reader

in which pierre has made it obvious he worships the ground his fiancé walks on, but her brother just has to make it clear he can fight if he needs to.

ynrussell has posted a story

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pierregasly je t'aime mon chérie 🤍

georgerussell63 you better be sleeping in different beds. and the food better be fully cooked

ynrussell we've been engaged for 9 months. ynrussell and it's a fucking croissant it's obviously fully cooked you dolt

pierregasly

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pierregasly what a great winter break with my favourite person! time to get back to work 💪😈

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ynrussell i love youuuu

ynrussell thanks for massaging my sore ankles after :(

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username they are literally so CUTE

username i want to be ynrussell so bad... like she's so pretty and pierre brings her EVERYWHERE

georgerussell63 this doesn't seem like a safe date option

georgerussell63 my sister better be in one piece by the time you finally return her home

ynrussell i am a grown woman??? i am not being returned home??? what is WRONG with you pierregasly i think i'll keep her actually, sorry mate!

username do you guys think george is serious or is he just playing a joke

username he comments on EVERY single one of their posts... my mans gonna fuck pierre up if he ever steps out of line frfr

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ynrussell

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ynrussell a special happy birthday to the king of my heart 🫶🏻 one year closer to 30 handsome!!!

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username happy birthday pierregasly!!!!!!

charles_leclerc 🥳🥳🥳

pierregasly do you want to fight??? one year closer to 30???

georgerussell63 i've got this ynrussell, don't threaten my sister or it's game over

pierregasly je t'aime 🤍

georgerussell63 is there a video of pierre getting his face shoved into the cake? i'll pay good money for it

username george omg

username LMAOOOO pleaaaase george is ruthless does he even like his future brother in law

georgerussell63 no. happy birthday pierregasly.

username why is no one talking about how he's looking at her in that second photo???? the pure love??? im gonna cry i hate that i love them

username the 😭 king 😭 of 😭 my 😭 heart 😭

ynrussell

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ynrussell spoiled absolutely rotten by all the wonderful women in my life this weekend, thank you all for making my bridal shower so special 🫶🏻 (and an extra special thank you to my best friend for the beautiful present he dropped off for me in the middle of it all)

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carmenmmundt had so much fun celebrating the beautiful bride to be!!

username it makes my heart so full that carmen's planned so much of ynrussell's pre-wedding stuff, she has to be in the wedding party omg

username do we think george is one of pierre's groomsmen???

username if pierre doesn't want to die on his wedding day i'd hope so lol

georgerussell63 i hope pierregasly didn't ruin your special day by showing up. so happy to see how overjoyed you were in all the photos 💗

ynrussell pls stop harassing my fiancé. love you georgie.

username i literally cannot WAIT for their wedding, i just know pierre is going to go all out to make sure ynrussell is the happiest bride in the world (or george will get his ass)

pierregasly i stand by what i said, prettiest flowers for my prettiest flower 💐

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georgerussell63 can't believe the little girl who used to make me zip up her raincoat on the way to school is getting married tomorrow. honoured to be apart of your special day. and even though i mention it 14 times in my speech, pierregasly i know where you live and i will hurt you if you ever hurt her.

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ynrussell 🥺🥺

ynrussell i'm going to cry. love you always georgie 🥺

username the picture of him zipping up her coat i'm going to cry... my fav brother/sister duo HONESTLY

username i just know this man would get away with murder for her if he had to

username pierre would not stand a chance against george

username bestie be so fucking for real, george's skinny ass ankles wouldn't stand a chance against my man pierre

carmenmmundt i think you've made enough threats by now?

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pierregasly may as well make it 15 times, i just dont think 14 is enough little brother

georgerussell63 do NOT call me that

pierregasly and yngasly

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pierregasly i am truly the luckiest man in the world to finally be able to call myself your husband. the tears were worth seeing you in the most beautiful dress, on the most beautiful day. i will hold my vows until the day i die. je t'aime, i love you.

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username omg he cried!!!!!!

username i KNEW IT i knew pierre would be a crier my man's looks like he would be

username do we think george made him cry

username girl dont be delulu i'd be crying too if yngasly was about to be my wife

georgerussell63 i have a video of you crying. don't act up.

pierregasly wouldn't count on it lil bro. username pierre may get beat up without it even involving yngasly as this rate

yngasly can't believe i bagged myself such a looker

yngasly i love you mr. gasly

pierregasly i love you mrs. gasly

honestly this was one of those one's that i started, imagined myself in this position and then basically HAD to finish it. thank you to the lovely person who requested a russell!sister!reader who is engaged to pierre, who constantly get's threatened by george. i hope you all loved it!!

my requests are open

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thewalkingthread · 6 months

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"I've been thinking" - D.D.

pairing: daryl dixon x f!reader

summary: After witnessing how good Daryl takes care of Judith and RJ, you think it's about time y'all have one of your own.

warning: fluff

a/n: I love soft Daryl.

You and Daryl had been through more than your fair share of hardships, having faced the trials of the apocalypse together. Your bond had only grown stronger over the years, and now, after the war in Commonwealth settled, you and your community found a place to call home. Despite the chaos of the world outside, you had finally had a semblance of peace and security among friends, new and old. Hell- you guys even had a dog now.

It was sunny today, Judith and RJ ran around on the street with some of the other kids. They screamed and hollered as they played tag, a heart melting smile spread across their faces. Just kids being kids.

You and Daryl sat on the front porch of your house with Dog. Daryl's crossbow rested against the wall as he sharpened the points of his arrows. You watched the kids, you had a smile that mirrored their contagious ones.

"You okay?" Daryl asked, his voice soft, he glanced at you briefly before he continued to work on his arrows.

You nod your head, your eyes still fixated on the kids. "I've been thinking,"

"That can't be good," Daryl scoffed, teasingly. You roll your eyes, reaching over and bumping his shoulder with your fist. "Bout wha?" He asks.

You shrug your shoulders, glancing down at the glass of water in your hands. "The future." You said simply.

Daryl looked up, curiosity evident in his stormy blue eyes. "The future, huh? What's on your mind?" He placed the arrow on the table, giving you his undivided attention.

"Well," You began, a faint blush coloring their cheeks, "I've been thinking about this for a while, but it never seemed like the right time. I mean these past few years have been so... crazy." You wince.

"But now, everything feels right. We're safe. Here, in commonwealth. The kids are safe here, we've got something good going. Something real." You hated saying it, knowing you felt the exact same way with the prison, with Alexandria. I don't think anywhere in this world would ever be safe, but here felt like it.

"We've been dealt some shitty cards. With Rick and Michonne gone, we've basically been given all their responsibility. I know we have to lead these people. I know we have to keep Jude and RJ safe. But I can't help but notice how great you are with Judith and RJ. You're a natural, Daryl. We take care of them like they're our own and-" Your voice trails off, losing the confidence to finish.

"Spit it out, woman." He grunts, staring into your eyes knowingly.

"I want to expand our family... Have one of our own?" You raise an eyebrow, "I wouldn't mind a little Dixon running around."

Daryl paused, his hands grasping yours. He looked at you with the softest eyes, his heart swelling with love and tenderness. "You serious?"

You nodded, your eyes never leaving his. "Yeah, Daryl. I am. I think we're ready. I mean you're obviously going to be one hell of a dad."

Daryl's rough exterior couldn't hide the softness that your words had brought out in him. He scooted closer to you, holding both of your hands tightly in his. "You really think that?"

You smiled, your love for Daryl shining in your eyes. You've been with Daryl from the beginning. Him and Merle found you alone in a convenient store the day everything went to shit. After months of pining over each other you finally bit the bullet at the prison and made it official. Though the two of you been through hell the past 10 years you're here, together.

"Absolutely. I've seen the way you protect and care for those kids, the way you take care of me. It makes my heart ache with how much I love you. We're building something here. I want to start a family with you."

Daryl leaned in, capturing your lips with a tender kiss. It felt just like it did the first time all those years ago. "I love you too, Y/N. Let's do it. We'll make it work, no matter what. Us against the world. The way it's always been."

His arms wrapped around your body and pulled your close to him.

"Are you two okay?" Judith's voice caused the two of you to pull away from each other. Her eyebrow was raised suspiciously at you two. You and Daryl both burst into a fit of chuckles.

"How would you feel helping Auntie Y/N out with a baby?" Daryl's voice was scuffed. Judith's eyes just about popped out as she jumped into y'alls lap.

"Yes, yes, yes!" She cheered. "About time!" She laughed. Dog barked, oblivious to what was happening but happy to see everyone happy.

You and Daryl exchanged amused glances. Deep down inside you both knew you'd be okay. Whatever happened next, you'd handle it together.

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jmdbjk · 4 months

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They take up a lot of space in my head sometimes...

I didn't want to dwell on this in the documentary posts but I know you guys will indulge me as I ramble a little bit.

I want to elaborate on some thoughts I had while watching the second half of Episode 7 when Jungkook went over to Jimin's.

I watched it several times. I made sure to watch it once with a very critical and skeptical eye to keep myself from straying too far...nothing serious but possibly delulu...

This part of the documentary inside Jimin's apartment was filmed on March 13, 2022 following the last PTD Seoul concert.

This was BEFORE PTD Las Vegas where Jimin has told us he talked to the members about his troubles and that's when he embarked on writing the songs that would end up on his album FACE which was released A YEAR after this interview.

It seems Jimin answers his phone in the car after the concert. Tells whoever to get ready and come over and asks what kind of chicken to order. The documentary camera person is already in the car with Jimin... who is he speaking to on the phone? When we eventually see Jungkook coming over later on in this episode, it's natural to assume he was speaking to Jungkook on the phone, who was probably in another car on his way home to his own apartment after the concert, or perhaps already home since his apartment is much closer to Jamsil Olympic Stadium where PTD Seoul was held.

Inside Jimin's residence, he talks about what he does there, basically not a whole lot: eats, sleeps, drinks, has friends over, plays on the computer, and from what we've seen since, he's not much of a decorator.

He wonders if he's revealed too much. I think this was a legitimate question for him, since idols typically do not divulge this sort of thing to the fans. It's plausible to me that Jimin has to unlearn all these preconceived ideas he's had about being an idol in order to forge ahead.

Delivery fried chicken arrives and he runs to get it and runs back to the dining table. Literally runs. The door chimes as it closes. I do love watching him eat. He surely loves his food. A man after my heart.

He talks about how it naturally came about that they needed to have their own spaces. They were maturing young men, they needed their own places even though they'd lived together for so many years. He said their place in Gangnam was so small they put up temporary walls. I believe he was speaking about the house that is now a cafe, Hyuga? He says it was scary living on his own, it was so quiet.

When Jungkook arrives, the door chime sound we hear was different from what it sounded like when Jimin went to the door to get the delivery chicken.

From this footage, we can't know if Jungkook punched in the code and let himself in. Maybe he did, but this footage does not show that. Unless someone is familiar with how that particular door chime sounds when it is unlocked, when it is locked, when it opens and when it closes, we can't know what that chime meant.

We see Jungkook after he's already inside the apartment. He was followed by a camera person. I am certain the camera-person does not have Jimin's apartment's door code. Make of that what you will...perhaps Jungkook came alone and they re-enacted him entering once he got there because it'd be weird if he was just there all of a sudden... we can't know.

Incidentally (fun fact) this is the same jacket Jungkook wore in the video of receiving the President's Award during his university graduation earlier that month (Mar. 2, 2022)... yes, Jeon Jungkook is a university graduate too. He wore a jacket with "QUIT YOUR JOB" across the back of it, to accept a graduation award.... 💀

Anyway back to my delulu...

Jimin and Jungkook are chatting at the table while eating and drinking and get on the topic of their sleeping habits when Jungkook says normally he would take a bath, drink a couple beers and go to sleep and even adds now he goes to sleep earlier. Such a grown up.

Jimin says he falls asleep at 1 a.m. so he must be getting old but it doesn't matter if he falls asleep at 1 a.m. or 6-7 a.m., he sleeps until 4 o'clock in the afternoon.

Jungkook says he decided not to live like that anymore... this the man who in early 2023 was staying up all night to do live broadcasts with us from his living room and waking up his neighbors belting out Unholy, etc... such a grown up.

And then Jungkook says 'oops, I sounded like Yoongi just then, never mind, live how what you want' and whoever that is off-camera wheezing... HAHAHAHAHAHA. Anyway. That whole exchange was... what is it with them? They ride the edge of smart-assy sarcasm and inside jokery with each other constantly. And this time at the expense of Yoongi! HAHAHAHA.

Jimin and Tae sometimes act similarly with each other but it is more role play and nothing like the long-running inside joke Jimin and Jungkook do all the time.

The vibe between them was identical to the one when they were sitting at the dining table that first night of In The Soop 2.

As episode 7 goes on, they show Jimin and Jungkook again, Jungkook is chopping mushrooms and Jimin says "You are doing so well on your own" and "Be careful" and the translation says Jungkook said "okay" but it sounds more to me like a "ayyy stop nagging" sound he made.

Jimin runs behind Jungkook again. Why does Jimin run so much? He's like a nervous, excited little mouse.

They're terrible Youtubers:

The ship wars and solo wars and stupid-things-you-could-ask-during-a-live wars over whether or not Jimin ever ate Jungkook's ramen... FINALLY, after posting all those recipes last year and Jimin saying he wants Jungkook to cook that for him, we see JUNGKOOK HAS COOKED RAMEN FOR JIMIN! Cooked it for him way before any of these wars began too... what a waste of energy.

No, Jimin didn't go over to Jungkook's to eat it, Jungkook came to Jimin and cooked it for him.

Ok, but this is the part that made me need to pause and rewind and write this long-ass post:

Jimin tells us that a friend of his helped him realize he needed to explore the possibility he was depressed.

He recounts the story as they were at Jimin's apartment drinking and they had a small argument. The next morning Jimin wakes up, has totally forgotten the argument and goes over to the friend's to help begin moving. They apologized to each other and the friend came over again that night and the friend said "I think you are severely depressed. You act like you aren't, but you've been acting strange. If you're having a hard time, tell me." Jimin said he didn't think he was having a hard time and the friend told Jimin to take some time to think about it. Jimin says a lot changed after that.

This moment when Jimin is retelling this story, "yet you act like you aren't, but you've been acting strange. If you're having a hard time, tell me." Jimin reaches over and actually touches Jungkook. Look at the way they are looking at each other?

The way Jungkook sat there, looking straight at Jimin while Jimin recounted that conversation/day/moment, chewing on his bottom lip as is his habit, Jungkook nodding during certain points that Jimin was retelling... very very brief moments where body language reveals a lot.

Maybe the "friend" Jimin was supposed to help move, the one who told Jimin he seemed severely depressed... was Jungkook?

You can call me delulu if you want. I see what I see and I hear what I hear.

They have not shown this type of closeness amongst the other members in this entire documentary. And here is Jungkook sitting in Jimin's home, while Jimin tells us this very intimate detail about himself.

If Jungkook was the one... it's plausible, the one who came over to drink, just like they were doing this evening... the one who was moving and Jimin was going to help him. The one who he can look in the eyes and recount this story and his friend can look him straight back in the eye and nod in agreement.

Why retell this story with Jungkook sitting next to him? There were other moments when we know Jungkook is there, he could have been off camera while Jimin told the staff about this intimate moment with his friend. No. He said it while they sat next to each other looking at each other.

It's possible. If not, it seems possible that Jungkook has already heard this story.

Jimin shares more than we've ever heard from him: that he falls into a labyrinth the moment he starts to ponder about what happiness is. He says of course their work and many other things require attention to detail but it's ok if there is vagueness (or imperfection) too. If you get too caught up in the meaning of things (in the importance of things), you feel like you have to risk it all to accomplish them and its ok to let some of it go, enjoy the simplicity of things and not get emotional over everything ... this sounds like Jimin has matured and has tried to push away perfectionism.

He believes he is in a very healthy place mentally right now (at the time of that interview, March 13, 2022) but can't say the same about his body, but he wants to stay healthy as he grows older together with the fans. And Jungkook is still there, but off camera.

This interview was almost two years ago. And now their first solo career endeavors have been accomplished and these two are doing their military obligation together. They've come a long way. We will see them again next year. It won't be as long as it feels.

Anyway, going back to my delulu cave now. Carry on.

#i cried my eyes out #jimin and jungkook #jikook #kookmin #the more i think about the 'friend' the more dots connect #i could also be totally wrong #jungkook does know though #nothing will change the fact they are tight tight

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w2soneshots · 1 month

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Flirt -W2S

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Warnings: alcohol consumption.

In which your childhood friends with Faith and when she meets Ethan you’re invited to a party with his friends.

a/n: this was requested on wattpad!! Enjoy🎀🫶🏼

I've known Faith since high school. We stayed friends and have actually became closer as we've grown up. She met Ethan a few months ago and I have noticed how happy she is, when she talks about him she starts blushing and goes all giddy, I'm so incredibly happy for her. Naturally I met him and he seems super nice, then he invited me and Faith to a party he's hosting at his apartment, and we obviously said yes. I met all of his friends last week along with their girlfriends: Talia and Freya, who were really sweet and welcomed us into the group. I find the entire group hilarious. The banter that night was top notch.

Tonight both me and Faith are invited to another party but this time it's being hosted at JJ and Simon's apartment. For a bit of fun they decided to do a "girls wear white, men wear black" sorta thing so I went shopping with Talia (who I've become good friends with) to buy a dress. When we both found something to wear, paid and headed home to begin the long process of getting ready. I styled my hair, put on some makeup then got into my dress. Just before I left my apartment I sprayed myself with my favourite perfume and grabbed my lip liner, lipgloss and phone.

I got an uber to the boys apartment building. They gave me the code to get through reception then I got into the lift. Once I was outside the front door I knocked. It was opened by Talia a few minutes later. Her eyes lit up "y/n! I'm so glad you're here," she said as she pulled me in "none of the girls are here yet and I'm seriously getting bored of the conversation being about football." I laughed as she brought me through the hallway and into the living room. I smiled and waved lightly "hey." I said. "Hey! y/n, wanna drink?" JJ asked. I nodded and he took me into the kitchen.

After I got my drink I sat down on the couch between Talia and Harry. At the last party I got along great with everyone but me and Harry were a little awkward, Ethan had already pre warned me that Harry wasn't great with new people and so I tried to be as talkative as possible when I spoke to him so he didn't feel like he had to do too much of the talking, and it seemed to work pretty well. In the next half an hour everyone else arrived, including Ethan and Faith so I immediately became more comfortable.

As the night went on everyone progressively became more and more drunk. I stood in the kitchen pouring myself, another drink when Harry came in. "Hey, what ya making?" he asked. I turned around "vodka Redbull, want one?" he stepped towards me "Nah, I'm alright but thanks though." he said. I smiled lightly and continued to make my drink while he made himself something. "So, how did you meet Faith?" he asked, breaking the comfortable silence. I finished pouring my drink, took a sip and looked up to him. "Met her during high school, we've been friends ever since." I replied. Just as I finished my sentence, Freya walked in and told us we were going to play Uno.

Me and Harry headed into the living room and sat down on one of the sofas. Once we played a few rounds we got bored and began chatting amongst ourselves. I spent the rest of the night talking to Harry and getting to know him properly until I was too drunk to hold a conversation so decided to call it a night and go home.

The next morning... I woke up with what felt like one of the worst hangovers of my life. After practically rotting in bed all day, I managed to get myself up and order some lunch. When it arrived, I sat down to eat it and got a call from Faith: "hey! How are you feeling?" She asked. "not great, you?" I replied. "not the worst," she sighed contently "So... last night, you and Harry seem to be getting along." she said. I raised a brow, even though she couldn't see me "what do you mean by that?" She giggled "you just looked really... flirty." She said. I gasped "flirty?" "Come on y/n, you obviously like him!" She said with a chuckle. I sighed, then laughed "maybe I do."

Harry's pov:

I woke up to a text from Ethan: "so you and y/n yea?" I furrowed my brows "what?" I replied. A few minutes later he text back "come on bog it's obvious you like her😉" my face dropped slightly "is it really that obvious?" I replied quickly. "Haha yes yes it is" I signed "shit" I said quietly to myself.

y/n’s pov:

Today I'm going for dinner with Faith. She asked me randomly a few days after the party if I was free anytime this week, since Ethan was busy. So I said tonight and she picked a restaurant. I got ready into a casual outfit, pulled my hair into a half up half down style and did my makeup. Once I was finished I texted Faith, telling her I was just about to leave. She replied that she was also leaving so I made my way outside.

I got an Uber to the restaurant and was there within 15 minutes. I text Faith that I’d arrived but I didn’t get a reply. I brushed it off and headed inside. I looked around to check she wasn’t already here and my eyes caught someone else’s. I walked towards him “Harry? What are you doing here?” I asked. He stood from the small table he was sat at. “I’m meeting Ethan.” He said casually. My eyes widened slightly then I shook my head “Faith.” I said now realising what was going on. “What?” He said, confused. “I told Faith I- um liked you and I guess she was trying to set us up.” I said awkwardly. “I told Ethan I liked you.” He laughed slightly. “You do?” I said with a slight tilt of my head. He nodded. I smiled “well we better make the most of this then.” I said.

We spent the entire date laughing and getting wasted. We forgave Ethan and Faith and actually thanked them for forcing us to admit our feelings.

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luvbugs-blog · 1 year

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one bed? - featuring the aot boys

today, we have: jean, bertholdt, and reiner

in which: there's only one bed? lmao have fun! note that in reiner's part, you are a warrior that escaped back to marley with reiner after the shiganshina arc.

warnings: none. i have extreme paranoia when it comes to me writing smut, so you will not see some from me until i get better (i am literally touch-starved, so i feel like anything i write will be cringe)!

author's note: PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE let me know what to write next. i'm literally out of ideas. either in the comments, or in my messages. i will appreciate ANYTHING.

jean

"alright everyone," hange says, "go to your respective rooms. we'll meet back up in the morning and explore some more!" she turns to leave with onyankopon and levi who were staying in a nearby hotel as to not draw too much attention.

you look around for jean, sasha, and connie who were also staying in this hotel with you. as soon as you went to grab sasha to room with, connie swooped in, and the two were so excited that they were going to have a "sleepover". you heave a small sigh.

"don't sound too disappointed." jean says, giving you a small smile. "sad you're stuck with me tonight?"

"never." you say, bumping your shoulder with his. "it will just be much harder to keep an eye on those two." jean's smile slowly slides off his face.

"oh yeah." not much you can do about it now. you grab jean's hand and pull him to go find your room.

"this is actually so interesting, being in marley. i can't believe they have actual cars!" you say excitedly, smiling while looking out the window. you couldn't believe how advanced this place is.

"you sound like hange now! keep it down before your dumbass gets us caught." you give jean a little smack.

"oh shut up." the two of you finally reach the room, and as jean opens the door, he stops halfway into the room.

"hey! get out of my way, horse-face!" jean turns to look at you, his face a little red.

"i think they gave us the wrong room." confused, you look around jean to see there is only one bed in the entire room.

"oh." the thought of spending the night with your best friend in the same bed also made you a little pink. much to your relief, jean didn't see because he was too busy hurrying to use the bathroom. in reality, he was trying to calm himself down, but you didn't know that.

your stomach was swirling as jean finally came out of the bathroom, his face wet, like he had washed it. you had to look away. of course you were nervous. you've had a crush on the man for quite a while now. but you'd rather die than admit that.

an awkward, uncomfortable silence blanketed the room. until jean spoke up. "I honestly think we should just share it. it's pretty big. and we've grown up together. it won't be awkward."

that's a relief. "yeah. as long as your big horse feet won't kick me in the middle of the night."

"hey! my feet are normal shaped!" you giggle, the previous tension gone. "yeah yeah."

the two of you chat a little bit before calling it a night. you tuck yourself under the covers, turning your back to jean. "i hope you don't snore."

"guess you'll find out tonight." the two of you try sleeping, and for a few hours, it was successful. until the room got incredibly cold. you shuffle closer to jean, but it wasn't helping all that much. you turn around, facing jean, who looked fast asleep.

"hey." silence. "hey!" nothing. so you start poking his face, and he flinches. "what?" now you're embarrassed.

"nevermind."

"oh no. you didn’t wake me up for nothing." he pokes your face. "what do you want?"

"can you hold me?"

"what?!"

"i'm cold!"

"oh. alright then, come here."

"really?"

"yes, y/n. now hurry up." so you weasel your way into his arms, sinking into his chest. he is so warm.

and in the morning, when he wakes up before you, he'll let you sleep, with your leg around his waist and his arms around you. maybe he will finally work up the courage to ask you out.

bertholdt

you were shaken. of course you were, you were kidnapped. the last thing you remember is walking away with armin on the wall, and you could faintly hear hange talking to moblit about titans that could dig. but you wake up on a tree, in the forest which was surrounded by titans. you see ymir awake, scowling at two men up on higher trees. is that eren over there? you have to blink because it's so bright, but when it finally comes into focus, you realize it's reiner and bertholdt. oh yeah. the traitors. you start breathing heavily, thinking about how it's your lover up there. ymir tries to calm you down, her eyes wide, but it doesn't work. how could he do this to you. was everything fake? were your friends still alive. why were you here? you start feeling faint, and feel hot tears pooling at your eyes. you faintly hear the screeching of odm gear coming closer, and you hear bertholdt talking to ymir, but it's too late, and you pass out once again.

when you awaken a second time, it's night. you have to adjust your eyes to try to figure out where you are. but all you see are stars. you're on the wall. you feel a hand on your shoulder.

"y/n?" you turn your head without moving your body and see him. bertholdt, who's eyes are red and swollen. you reach your hand up to hold his face but then think better of it. you let your hand fall.

"i'm so sorry. y/n, i'm so sor-"

"bertholdt!" you recognize reiner's voice and lift your body up, with his hand on your back. you shove his hand away, ignoring the hurt look on his face. you see reiner and ymir coming your way. while bertholdt and reiner whisper to each other, ymir comes to check on you.

"are you alright?" you shrug. which earns a sad smirk from ymir. shortly after, bertholdt returns to kneeling next to you, but not saying anything. after a while, you find your voice.

you turn your head to bertholdt and ask, "how did i get here?" he flinches at your strained tone, but softly explains what happened while reiner and ymir set up sleeping bags they found in the district below. you also find out the truth about bertholdt's background. about him being from marley, his mission, why he decided to become a warrior. he explained about his sick father and the oppression he received just because he was eldian.

and suddenly, your heart was conflicted. there was life outside of the walls. but they weren't free. they had the same blood you did, and they were being tortured for it. but they killed so many innocent people from inside the walls. those people didn't know what they were dying for. they didn't deserve to die. you wanted to yell and scream at him, but you also wanted to comfort him. so you cried. you cried and cried and fell into him because you were weak, and despite hating him for all he had done, you loved him. and he held you as you cried, and eventually he started crying with you. so the two of you cried until there were no tears left. in the silence left behind, you whispered to him, "take me with you. take me home with you." too weak to argue, he agreed. he placed a soft kiss on your forehead and wiped away your tears.

"ok."

what felt like hours later, reiner came to drop off the sleeping bag.

"i'm sorry, but we could only find three." while bertholdt starting insisting you take it, you just stand up and take the sleeping back from reiner, giving the man a hug, which surprised him.

"thank you. one is enough. we can share." and so you did.

you held onto his long ass body and just held each other, oozing comfort the both of you needed.

reiner

while porco and pieck were mocking him from behind, you were at his side, giggling at his little pout. you intertwined your arm with his and put your head on his shoulder, causing the two goons to laugh and mock even more. but the two of you didn't care. you guys were considered pretty close before, but after returning from paradise, the two of you were inseparable. the two of you walked along the festival, reiner occasionally having to stop to pay for gabi and the others, but never separating from you.

"oh, reiner!" pieck says, "don't forget about the meeting we have tomorrow." the both of you sigh.

"we haven't forgotten pieck," he replies. you detach yourself from reiner when you see porco beckoning to you. while reiner and pieck chatted, you were able to talk a bit with porco. the two of you wandered for a bit before reiner came to pull you away, looking a bit jealous, which porco wouldn't let him live down.

the two of you follow the children around until they get too tired and full from all the festival food. while reiner is dragging gabi around, the two of you talk about the trek you will have to make for the meeting.

"we should rent a hotel room. that way we won't have to get up too early tomorrow to travel."

"good idea!" so after dropping off the children at their respective homes, the two of you hitch a ride to the hotel nearest to HQ where the meeting was taking place. when the two of you check in, you only ask for one room, but two separate beds.

however, when the two of you went to go to sleep, there was only one bed. although, it didn't bother you two that much, as the two of you often slept over together.

so when it was time for bed, the two of you crawled in together, immediately cuddling together. you lay your head on his chest and he holds you. this was how you often found comfort when the two of you first got back from the island, often crying about bertholdt, annie, and the comrades you considered friends. and the two of you haven't stopped this little routine, even years later.

but this time felt a little different. reiner was holding you more tightly than usual. but you couldn't bring yourself to ask why because you were too tired. as you were falling asleep, you hear him whisper, "I love you." not that you would know this, but he had been telling you this for a long time when you were sleeping. so it quite surprise to him when you opened your eyes and smiled.

"I love you too." you slowly press a kiss to his lips and he graciously returns it.

author's note (again): will there be a part two? idk yet. let me know if y'all want one in the comments section. (and i know you saw my author's note up top. *suspicious side eye* you better tell me what to write next)

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EVEN IT'S A LIE !

epilogue.

[ a / n ; i finished! who would've thought. ]

series masterlist. | previous.

— two years later !

after having to deal with the baggage from ao'nung, the past couple of years had been nothing short of focusing on yourself. with the help of your friends, you were able to find yourself again, assuring yourself you'd never let a man dictate the way you felt about yourself ever again.

of course, avoiding ao'nung when you go to the same university is nearly impossible. you see each other in passing every few months or so, trying your best to limit any sort of contact with each other.

you'd grown closer with rotxo, with him being a better friend to you than you ever could have expected. it's strange, how well you're able to avoid ao'nung when your best friends with the two people closest to him.

still, the limited contact keeps the damage to a minimum.

because you'd be lying if you said you didn't think of him from time to time, the three words he claimed to be nothing but the truth. and how you were deceived into feeling the same.

but you're content, and over time you'd started to find yourself again. making it a weekly thing to just go out on your own, to your favorite cafe for some alone time.

so when you walk in, the last thing you expect to see is ao'nung's face behind the counter, an apron tied around his figure.

you feel your throat go dry when his eyes widen, and he tries to keep as professional as he can, clearing his throat before speaking up. "what can i get for you today?"

"uhm," you stutter, blinking multiple times before bringing yourself back to reality. it's more than a shock, seeing him in a place that was supposed to bring you peace, and now is making your head spin in such a way it makes you forget your usual order. "just a iced chai, please."

"you wanna take a muffin with that?"

you're surprised as the question slips out his mouth. you've always liked to pair your drink with some sort of muffin over the years, a small detail you definitely didn't expect him to remember.

"uh, yes please. how about a-"

"blueberry." he says quietly and in sync with you as he jots it down casually. you don't understand how he seems to be so nonchalant over this, like the interaction isn't so out of the blue for him.

you both stand there silently as he finishes up the order, and you pay, your eyes meeting after. and when they do, it's like you could fall into him all over again. his eyes are like the ocean, waves so dangerous yet you can't help but want to jump in. you have to pull your gaze away, breaking you both out the trance.

"look, i'm- i'm really sorry," he breathes out, and taking this as an opportunity as nobody else is in line behind you, and the cafe is experiencing its dead hour. "i know it was years ago, but i was an asshole. really. and i just- i've worked on myself, and i've had time to reflect, and i still can't believe i did what i did."

you smile at the sincerity of his voice, and you can do nothing but believe him. it's true, he's grown as a person in the past years and so have you. you can practically see how he's matured, carrying himself with a calm sense of confidence, different from the cockiness that once was.

"it's alright, really," you assure, nodding as you're finally able to hold a civil conversation after all this time. "i mean- we're both really different people now. we've grown, and learned, and it's water under the bridge, honestly. and i know it might not mean much," i chuckle. "but i was finally able to bring myself to forgive you."

"it's a lot," he admits, smiling back at you with a certain sweetness behind it. "it's everything. really." he assures, and this time, you're sure he means it.

after a few smiling moments you glance down, deciding to take a leap.

"would you like to join me? maybe for just a bit, i know you're working. but.. just as friends."

because despite what ao'nung did to you, there's always a soft spot for him in your heart. always a part of you that will know him, no matter how much he changes. and maybe you don't realize it either, but it's just the same for him.

his smile grows even wider at the invitation, and you can feel your heart swell at the sight.

"i'd love to."

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3mcwritingmcuhcs · 9 months

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How the Avengers Would React to You Falling Asleep on Their Shoulder

(Includes: Thor and Natasha, was gonna do more but i got tired lol, gonna be a part 2 posted later with other Avengers)

Now, we all know Thor is a huge himbo.

He's huge on physical affection--hugs, ruffling people's hair, patting them on the back--if he has adopted you as his friend, you are now subject to being bombarded with pure, wholesome, himbo interactions.

Now, let's say that one night, during one of the usual movie nights (bc you can't tell me that they didn't have any), you sat down next to him. Well, as we've established, he is very physically affectionate, which means that whoever ends up next to him pretty much volunteers to be his personal teddy bear.

One week it was Steve, the next it was Tony (though if ever brought up, he'd only pull up a video of when Thor did it to Steve), honestly, almost everyone had been in that position.

But this night, you were more tired than usual. Training had been harder that day, you hadn't gotten a great amount of sleep, and you were just exhausted.

Enter Thor's natural cuddliness.

You scooted up next to him on the large couch, leaning your head back against his side. Before you knew it, the comfortable warmth combined with him shifting to where your head was cushioned against his rather voluptuous pecs, had meant you were entirely too comfortable.

Five minutes into the movie and you were out.

Thor didn't notice until Natasha pointed out, too entranced with the strange Midgardian performance on the screen.

"Huh, I guess she wasn't exaggerating when she said she was exhausted," Natasha had commented, making Thor look to his left, only for that movement to cause you to slide.

Luckily, you didn't wake up, and instead only curled closer into his side.

Thor just looked down at you in awe.

You looked so pretty.

He stayed entirely still for the rest of the movie night, determined to let you rest as long as you needed.

He succeeded, but at the cost of him also dozing off on the couch.

The rest of the team saw the content expressions and let you two be, though a certain someone was very tempted to draw mustaches on the both of you.

Natasha isn't a super touchy person.

After years of being nothing but a weapon for other's use, her bodily autonomy was something she couldn't bear to lose.

That's not to say that she couldn't be autonomous while still having no problem with touch, but she had used her body to get what others wanted for years.

She couldn't just forget all that and be able to hug people like anybody else. She had to work through it. And though she spent years reclaiming herself, making things right, things still stuck.

With the people she genuinely cared about, she was comfortable with physical affection, but she also didn't feel pressured into giving it. She didn't have to act like nothing phased her.

With you, she could just be Nat, not "the Black Widow" or "Natalie Rushman" or even "Natasha Romanoff". She wasn't an Avenger or a spy or an agent.

She was just her.

Given how close the two of you were, you had grown to understand her unease with sudden physical affection.

You respected her boundaries, only giving her that type of affection when she specifically said that it was okay.

One day though, you broke your rule of asking first.

It was dark out, the two of you were on the roof of the compound, looking up at the sky.

You were both sitting up, talking quietly, the occasional laugh exchanged.

But you had severely underestimated how tired you were.

Natasha felt your head rest on her shoulder, being faintly surprised just because you hadn't asked as you usually did.

But when she saw that your eyes were closed and your breathing was slow and even, she smiled softly.

Sure, touch wasn't her forte, but you had never made her uncomfortable, you had never pressured her, you had always stood close (but not too close, because you understood her need for personal space), and smiled at her sincerely no matter what.

Having you fall asleep on her shoulder, well, it just felt like the most pure affirmation that you trusted her.

And maybe she wouldn't let most people do it.

But you weren't most people.

#natasha x reader #natasha romanoff #black widow #natasha romanoff x reader #natasha romanoff x you #natasha romanoff imagine #natasha romanoff fluff #thor x reader #thor x you #thor x y/n #thor odinson #avengers x reader #the avengers

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theflyindutchwoman · 9 months

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I-I-I want you to have a successful career. I have decided to list you as the arresting officer on all future reports. But you're senior officer. I know. But you deserve to be recognized.

| ANATOMY OF A SCENE - CHENFORD EDITION 4.18 - Backstabbers

The scene we've all been waiting for since Tim uttered the words save me a dance… and apparently so has he. There's something to be said about the fact that he had been looking forward to dancing with Lucy so much so that the moment they're finally alone, he immediately brings it up. That it happens at another wedding makes this even better. They've come full circle. If anything, it actually emphasises how much their relationship has blossomed since Angela's wedding. They've grown closer, getting even more comfortable with each other outside of work and in their personal life. There was a tentativeness when he asked for a dance the first time that has disappeared. Lucy looked a bit bashful then, whereas now she's just thrilled. Tim looks so carefree, which is not a word he's usually associated with. As a matter of fact, the last time he acted like this was also with her… when he was retelling his goat story. They're just being themselves, without ever feeling self-conscious around the other. They are simply in their own bubble, slow dancing to a music they're not paying attention to, forgetting the world around them… under fairy lights making the atmosphere completely romantic. The smile on his face when he spins her around is pure joy and happiness. The way they look at each other… she keeps looking at his lips and he's gazing at her so lovingly… There's a certain irony in the fact that they're both in relationships, and still, they never look at their partners like that… not even remotely close. This moment is full of love and adoration. And respect.

This is another part that mirrors the original scene as well. Back at Angela's wedding, Tim was praising Lucy for her success on her first solo undercover op. This time, he takes a step further and shows how much he values her and her abilities by letting her take credit on all future reports. He may be dismissive at first, be it with her pursuing undercover work or her being (rightfully) upset about having her achievements downplayed or credited to someone else… but he actually pays attention to what Lucy says and reflects on his actions, on how he can do or be better. Because at the end of the day, he wants her to succeed and will always support her. Lucy's reaction is incredibly touching. She looks moved, to the point where she deflects a bit and takes the occasion to fluster him. But it's apparent how much it means to her to have his understanding and his approval, considering her lack of support system outside her Mid-Wilshire family… and considering her best friend is no longer there. His unwavering faith is so important : not just because he was her training officer, but because he's someone she respects and admires a lot. His I know alone says so much on how he feels. The tone he's using is so soft. The way they always go to bat for each other is really special… combined with their joy at being together, and it makes this moment that much sweeter. They always manage to blur the lines, talking about their personal lives in the shop, talking about work in a private setting. And that dichotomy between the romantic atmosphere and their conversation about the job just works perfectly for them.

#the rookie #chenford #chenfordedit #lucy chen #tim bradford #4.18 #2.06 #3.14 #Anatomy of a scene - Chenford Edition

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Why do I feel we're being played? Like these grown men get bored, hop online, decide to cause chaos & dip just to watch the timeline burn. SIGH And when it happens here go shippers arguing the same thing. My ship is real. No mine is. Jk's telling us something. No he's telling us something. Tae's telling us something. No he's telling us something. Same copy/paste argument. Tae drops a song Friends knowing he has Friends with Jimin with his sus obsession writing songs for Jimin in the past, while posting a Tk account to his IG and its Vmin vs Tkk. Not to be outdone by Jk who likes a Tk edit, while simping over Jimin in comments and its Jkk vs Tkk. And everyone knows they're fighting the same argument but don't care. What are you doing? Stop it. And I hate to call them out, but its Tae and Jk the ones for several months specifically engaging with shippers on both sides.

All I gotta say is Jimin baby, keep minding your business, you're doing amazing, sweetie. Now because of that follow & unfollow from Jk on an account with Jimin's name, he is the one being mocked. Not even 2 seconds after they realized Jk unfollowed that account, the mocking & name calling started. If I were Jimin I'd snatch that damn phone outta Jk's hands and tell him to start paying closer attention to stuff regarding me. That man is just trying to serve his time in peace & Jk caused him to catch a stray cause he can't stay off Jimin pages. Lord have mercy.

Fascinating

Wish I was bothered😩😩😩😩😩😩🤣💀

Jikook do worst things than this.

If he unfollowed its cos someone made him aware he'd followed and was creating a mess in the Fandom. To that person I say- snitches get stitches 🔪

But if it's content he's consuming does it even matter?? Bro watching himself gawk at Jimin while Jimin bringing him to edge of nutting- does it matter if he likes or follows the account?

We've been saying for years those two a very much aware of the shipping narratives the gay expose and they don't care- unlike straight celebs who get so offended they start staying away from eachother and roasting eachother.

Watch Jungkook knowing damn well just how gay we think he and JM are with eachother come out and say his favorite moment from MS was a night he and JM slept arm in arm naked to keep themselves warm. Watch him come out to say he's limping cos JM manhandled his balls.

When I tell yall he knows what he's doing when he says things like this bite mark on my neck is from Jimin or let's eat Ramen or Jimin can handle all this.

He can't stay off JM pages sounds about right.

Let me not catch anyone throwing Jimin in the mix dude drinking water staying hydrated and working out his glutes

Hold on brb

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when it comes to the theon/starks pov trap, so many fans just assume jon's and bran's dislike of theon must be only bc they're just smarter, better judges of character than dumbly friendly robb, even somewhow foretelling theon's later actions at wf in clash. all of them missing that the explanation for why theon was closest to robb is clearly stated in his own first pov, after we've gotten to know jon and bran.

As for their[Ned/Catelyn's] children, the younger ones had been mewling babes for most of his years at Winterfell. Only Robb and his baseborn half brother Jon Snow had been old enough to be worth his notice. -Theon I, aCoK

when you've been sent to live with an unknown family in a strange land and the only boys in that family are ~5 years younger than you, it's natural you're going to learn to ignore that age difference to socialize with the only peers available. but that doesn't mean doing the same with little babies born after your arrival with 10+yr age gaps, that's an age difference too far. jon and robb have to care for all the starklings younger than them, that's their family, but theon was never a member of that family. it's only natural to only want to hang out with your friend and not adopt their hangers-on younger siblings as yours too. idt bran or rickon can be blamed for only robb ever being brotherly toward theon (as he once retorted to maester luwin while hunting for them in the wolfswood), they're little kids, but the point is everyone was reacting in regular kid patterns. bran had no reason to warm up much to an older boy who stole robb's attention from him while having no time for bran in return. (or at least that's how he'd see it.) the notion that bran was rejecting theon from a place of moral superiority implies there was something more there to be rejected. but i think it's more likely that, had it not been for the natural results of a ~12yr age gap, if bran had been a little older or theon had been a little more willing to befriend little kids, then imo bran would have been eager to join the club with all the older boys and truly feel like "a man grown". imho, a closer reading of agot would show that this explanation was also right there in starkling pov all along.

He[Jon Snow] missed his true brothers: little Rickon, bright eyes shining as he begged for a sweet; Robb, his rival and best friend and constant companion; Bran, stubborn and curious, always wanting to follow and join in whatever Jon and Robb were doing. -Jon III, aGoT Even when he was home at Winterfell, Robb the Lord seemed to have more time for Hallis Mollen and Theon Greyjoy than he ever did for his brothers. -Bran IV, aGoT

as for theon/jon ...

The bastard was a sullen boy, quick to sense a slight, jealous of Theon's high birth and Robb's regard for him. -Theon I, aCoK

i think that jealousy for robb's regard must have been mutual, and yet we know who'd win that contest as idt robb would ever yell at jon for saving bran's life. jon had reason to envy theon's station when he was sidelined on special occassions, the same as theon envied jon's relationships with non-catelyn winterfellians. (ie, "Even the bastard Jon Snow had been accorded more honor than he had." theon had a father who was likely a miser with affection even before his wars and here's ned stark and a good part of his household treating even a bastard better than balon greyjoy treated his youngest child, almost as good as the stark heir and more welcome than the ironborn heir who should be robb's equal.) wf castle may have been huge but still not big enough for two liminal quasi-outsiders/not-quite-starks in the same official household with only so much respect, regard, and honor to go around.

there's also just a bit of a personality clash from jon's side of things. idt theon ever really knowingly or intentionally hurt jon, much less bullied him. but look at the rest of his behavior in that first theon pov chapter, casually seducing the captain's daughter and quipping about getting her pregnant, with no thought of ever seeing her again, making it unlikely he'd acknowledge, much less care for, this hypothetical greyjoy bastard. imagine how this attitude comes off to a proudly voluntary celibate teen who at least once declared he would never father a bastard. theon doesn't understand jon's baggage anymore than jon understands why theon, living under an implied threat of possible execution, might make light of beheadings. (some of their reasons for sullenness were similar but others were different enough to ensure that the wf household wasn't big enough for the both of them rather than them finding common ground.) to jon, it's all one and the same, part of theon being a selfish ass. but jon is also the same guy who later kept loving ygritte after she murdered an old man right in front of him, so it's not impossible that he could have befriended theon if they'd met later under different circumstances.

the real difference wrt the wf boys and theon is that robb was just the right mix of naturally friendly extrovert, close enough in age, and without too much baggage of his own to be theon's closest friend.

but we can also see that dislike of theon =/= distrust of theon. bran, as a little kid, is bewildered by theon's invasion of wf, not really getting what it meant that he was always ned's hostage as well as ward. jon may understand more of the background there and reiterated to himself that he never liked theon when hearing of the sack of wf, but he was still confused by the details of what he learned, thinking theon would never do that. and he was right about theon then! the boys theon killed were not bran and rickon, and it's true he would never burn and sack wf, that part was entirely ramsay. theon would emphatically never sack and burn his great war prize, which meant so much more bc he grew up there. that's so true, jon! so, far from sensing a deeper depravity in theon or always seeing him as an enemy, (which rather goes againt the false impression that theon was practically an adopted stark with reason to be equally brotherly to all ned's kids) when jon is objectively right about theon, it's actually in a positive sense, just that he was a skilled archer who wouldn't murder bran and rickon and would never sack wf. that's the jon who sees more and understands when his understanding applies to theon.

#valyrianscrolls #asoiaf meta #theon greyjoy #bran stark #jon snow #robb stark #jonathan snowflake starkgaryen #asoiaf #I should have been with him. Where was I?#i am no stark #Gods do not weep. Or do they?#happy theon thursday!#(c)lsb #this feels very basic when i say it like this why werent the 19yo and the the 7yo closer friends?#but idt i've ever seen anyone else lay it out in all my theon reading

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Truth or dare - Joe Toye x F!Reader

Summary: Could taking Toye's cigarette from his mouth on a dare be the push Reader and him need to cut the recent tension in their friendship?

Warnings: Cursing, heavy make-up, suggestive ending. 1st person POV (female, no use of y/n).

A/N: I have the biggest respect for the real life heroes of WWII (and all other wars, past & current), this work & all other works is based on the actor(s) and character(s) portrayed in the Band of Brothers series.

A/N pt 2: This is the second fic I've posted today and I'm really hoping it's good. The ending leaves room for a possible smut part 2 if anyone is interesting. Comments, likes, reblogs mean everything to me. Thank you & enjoy!

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"What's so funny?" I ask as I sit down at the nurses table in the mess hall. I got there just in time to grab the last bits of lunch options before my shift starts.

"We are playing 'truth or dare' and Emily just had to answer who she'd rather kiss: Tab or Luz." Betty told me between giggles.

"Well? Who'd you pick?" I shoot Emily a smirk, already knowing her answer as we've been the only ones in our group that came from Toccoa and therefore the closest.

"Tab." Her face gets redder, as if that was possible, then she gets a mischievous look in her eye. "Your turn. Truth or dare?"

"Dare." I know she knows too much dirt on me to let her ask a question. But judging by the smile spreading on her face, I'm not sure I chose correctly.

"Go get that cigarette Toye is smoking." Her smile widens as the girls within earshot say 'oh' and some whistle.

Joe Toye is not someone that most of the nurses like dealing with. Not that he's rude or inappropriate, he just intimidates them. Not as bad as Spiers, but they put him right up there. From an outsiders point of view I can understand, he's not overly friendly like most of the guys in Easy you have to work a little to weasel past the hard exterior.

For myself, all I had to do was shoot Tab down for the billionth time back in Georgia as I was wrapping up his ankle that he twisted on yet another Currahee run. Don't get me wrong, I like Tab but not in that way and the quicker I could make him understand that the sooner we could just enjoy being friends.

Right when I was finishing up with his wrap, he started to say another pick-up line and being at my wits end I snapped a little. Grabbing his ankle I put enough pressure on it that made him stop talking and sit up straighter.

"Tab, if you come onto me one more time I will break your ankle. Do you understand me?" I kept my voice low and hard, maintaining direct eye contact so he knew I wasn't playing. With a small gulp, he nodded his head and I put on my most charming smile. "Wonderful, now take it easy with that ankle. If Sobel gives you a hard time about it, let me know and I'll put in a word with my supervisor to find a reason to annoy him."

With a final nod, I got him off the bed and started to help him to the door when a hand pushed me to the side and took my spot next to Tab. My protest died on my lips as I came face to face with Toye.

"I can take him from here, ma'am, thanks." He threw Tab's arm over his shoulder and started moving to the door. Two steps later he looked over his shoulder back at me with a small smirk on his face and said, "Remind me to not piss you off when you're fixing me up." Without waiting for a reply, he turned back around and kept himself and Tab moving.

From that day forward a friendship of sorts grew and since landing in Europe and dealing with the horrors of the war in our faces everyday, we'd grown even closer. The past few weeks things are taken a turn to being more flirty with beginning stages of intimacy. Jokes whispered in each others ears just so we can be closer than normal, fingers touching when handing each other items, lingering hugs, forehead and cheek kisses. It was all adding up and creating a tension neither of us seemed ready yet to break but didn't want to dispel either.

Emily's foot nudging mine under the table breaks me from my memories and makes me send her a glare. She's fully aware of the gray area Toye and I are in at the moment and seems to be all too happy to add fuel to that fire. I give a loud sigh and look around till I find him sitting a few rows to our left, sitting with Guarnere and Buck. Inwardly I groan, those two are never going to let me live this down.

With a final glare in her direction, I stand up and make my way over towards the guys. I can feel all of the girls eyes on my back which does nothing in helping me stay calm.

All three of them see me at the same time and smile in greeting.

"Hey doll, how's it going?" Buck asks as I sit across from him, next to Toye.

"About to go on shift, thought I'd say a quick hi and get a smoke." I shrug, trying to sound nonchalant.

"Here ya go." Bill tosses his pack my way from next to Buck.

"Thanks, but uh, I think I'll take this one." Before I can over think it, I pluck the cigarette resting between Toye's lips and take a long drag. I blow the smoke right in his face, hoping it'll hide how red my face is and stand up quickly. "Always a pleasure."

I practically jog to the nurses table, ignoring the laughs and 'good jobs' as I grab Emily by the arm and force her to leave the mess hall with me. I don't let go of her until we are nearly at the medic station. With a final puff I toss my stolen cigarette into the road and turn to face my friend that hasn't stopped beaming at me since I grabbed her.

"What?!" I sound almost frantic.

"Oh calm down, it's not the end of the world. It was just a cigarette."

"How do I even begin to explain what that was?" I put my hands on my hips.

Emily shrugs and flicks some invisible dust off her shoulder, "Just tell him that it was dare. But honestly, I don't think he really cares why you did it. The way he was looking at you as we left was more than mild interest. You're welcome." She pats my cheek and goes into the medic station, leaving me with no choice but to groan and follow her.

It doesn't take long for me to push the earlier experience from my mind and become overwhelmed with current and new patients in need of varying medical attention. Most are stable and just need an easy wrapping or cleaning up. There's a few that have been with us for a little while that still need monitoring but they're in relatively good spirits so it helps make the shift not too depression.

It's fully dark outside when I finally am able to step away and take a breather. With a signal to Emily letting her know I'll be around back, I slip out quietly and lean against the backwall of the building. I can't be alone more than a few minutes when I hear footsteps heading my way. I just want to be alone. But my annoyance goes away when I see who it is.

Neither of us speaks as he stops right in front of me and tucks a lose piece of hair behind my ear.

"You okay?" His words are soft and light, barely above a whisper as if he's afraid anything louder would break the small bit of peace we've managed to get in this hidden area. All I do is nod, not wanting to elaborate on the different faces and wounds I've been dealing with the past hours. His response is to pull me in his arms and spin us around so that his back is against the wall and I'm leaning against him.

We stay like that for a bit, listening to the noises on the street and each other breathing. It's nearly enough to make me fall asleep when I feel his chest rumble and the question I've been dreading is asked.

"So what was that at lunch?" I groan into his chest before pushing back far enough to look at his face. Fuck Joe Toye for being beautiful and sexy at the same time when he allows himself to give a full smile, not just a smirk.

"The girls were playing truth or dare and that was my dare. Sorry." I shoot him a small smile and pray he just drops it. He gives a small hum as he takes in my words.

"Well then, truth or dare?" He leans more against the wall, waiting for my answer. I gape at him.

"You can't be serious." The intimidating Joe Toye is trying to play 'truth or dare' with me? What the fuck.

"I'm always seriously," Joe winks, "so, truth or dare?" The glint in his eyes tells me there is no safe choice.

"Dare." I'd rather do something stupid than be asked something I'd rather not answer right now.

The silence stretches between us almost to an unbearable point, making me start to fidget in his arms.

"Close your eyes." His words make me freeze and my face scrunches up in confusion.

"That's my dare?" I'm trying to figure out what the catch is, but I can't find one.

"Close. Your. Eyes." His voice leaves no room for argument and since it's not anything crazy all I can do is comply.

With my eyes closed I try to use my others senses to figure out what his next step is. At first all he does is stand up straighter, move one hand up my back and gently cups my cheek. Joe pulls me a little closer to him and then I can feel his breathe on my lips.

"I'm going to do something now and I only want you to respond if it's something you really want. If you don't, just push me away." I barely finish processing his words when his lips brush against mine softly, teasingly.

When I don't make a move to push him away, he gently pecks my lips still in a teasing manner. The next time his lips touch mine I grab onto his jacket to hold him there and kiss him back. At the feel of his tongue tracing my lips I open my mouth and let him have complete control.

We lose track of time staying wrapped up in each others arms, making out like teenagers. We break apart at the same time when we finally need air. I'm not sure what comes over me but I kiss along his cheek, making my way to his neck and begin nipping at his exposed flesh. The hand that had been on my check moves to my the back of my head, fisting my hair but not moving me away. His breathing is becoming more ragged and when a groan escapes his lips from a particular bite I leave I feel like I've died and gone to heaven. As my tongue works to sooth the sting, the hand that was on my back drops down and grabs my ass, pushing my hips against his, letting me feel his erection.

"Joe." His name comes out as a whimper mixed with a moan and that makes him grind against me again.

Just as we are about to kiss again, someone clears their throat and we freeze.

"Very sorry to interrupt, and believe me I am sorry, but I need help checking wounds and restocking the stations." Emily's voice is both amused and apologetic.

"Yeah, I'll be right there, Em." My voice comes out much too ragged but it's not like she doesn't know the reason at this point. I wait till her footsteps grow faint, before beginning to pull away from Joe. He's slow to let me go and only manages to move his hands back to my waist.

"I should be off in a few more hours...can I come find you after?"

"No need, I'll be waiting outside for you. I believe we have some things to finish." He pulls me flush against him, making his point perfectly clear. Before I can think of a cheeky response, he gives me a final, firm kiss and spins me around towards to way back inside the building.

I walk a few steps, then turn around and shoot him an innocent smile, "No touching before you find me, Toye. I have a few ideas on how to spice up 'truth or dare'." I laugh lightly to myself when all I can hear as I round the corner to the building entrance is Joe cursing.

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grudges, chapter two | jake sully x male aligned reader

everything in italics is in na'vi, the rest being in english.

jake had spent most of his morning running through the trees, laughing childishly as he finally got to interact with the world around him without fear. y/n followed closely behind, watching for any dangers that they might run into through their journey out.

y/n didn't trust that any of the other of his clan would see jake for anything other than a monster. it wasn't their fault, most had grown up being deceived and used when the sky people had first set up camp on their planet. y/n was only a kid, growing up alongside neytiri and tsu'tey and countless other na'vi his age. neytiri grew up paranoid, and tsu'tey bitter. it was understandable. y/n would never have to worry about the weight of keeping all of the na'vi people safe as he wasn't child of the chief, and he'd never feel the pressure of being the lead warrior as tsu'tey was. no matter their justifications for hating the sky people, jake was not safe among them.

as voices began to erupt through the trees, others beginning their hunt before eclipse, y/n cursed to himself. he had lost track of time, and jake had run a considerable distance ahead of him. "shit. jake!", y/n called out, breaking from his strides through the trees to a sprint.

jake was learning faster than expected, but his stubborn nature never wavered. enjoying the chase, he picked up his speed and looked over his shoulder to see y/n doing the same.

"you idiot!", y/n snapped, his anger boiling inside of him as he watched jake disappear through the trees. he took a moment to catch his breath, his hand on his abdomen as he heard the voices and footsteps coming closer.

tsu'tey and a few of the other warriors were on their horses, stopping when they saw y/n leaning back against the tree. they retracted their spears, others putting their bows as ease when they recognized the other male. y/n nodded towards them, a mannerism he had picked up from his time with jake, and shifted his weight so he was standing up right.

"y/n, we've missed you back at the home tree. where have you been?", tsu'tey called out to his long time friend, smiling genuinely at him. he hadn't thought of the effect that his absence would have on his people, his family.

"i've just been working some stuff out. clearing my head, trying to help mother. i'll be back to normal soon", y/n promised, attempting to return the same kindness he heard in the other's voice.

tsu'tey nodded, "come hunting with us next time, we could use the help". and with that, the group took off and broke into their yips again. y/n released a sigh of relief, his ears perking up again before he raced off to find jake. he couldn't yell out like he intended, so he attempted to track him by smell. he still reeked of alien.

within a small amount of time, y/n spotted part of his ear from behind a tree. he had plenty of hunting experience, but his sparring had gotten a little rusty. while holding his breath, he walked through the shrubbery, careful not to make any noise to startle jake away. and finally, he pounced. tackling jake from behind and rolling him onto his back, while pinning one arm down by his knee, while his hand caught his wrist. he then pulled his knife and pressed it to his throat, which he was becoming all too familiar with.

"fuck! y/n!", jake exclaimed, his eyes wide with shock as he laid there, defeated. with his marine training, he could have at least fought back, but he hadn't put a lot of work into learning how to defend himself against the na'vi.

"shut it! they're hunting right now, fool. if they as much as hear you, you'll be the prey", y/n whispered, crouching further so jake could listen. "do you understand me, jake?"

the helpless male only nodded, maintaining eye contact in hopes of y/n coming to his senses and releasing the knife from his throat. both of their thoughts were cut short when they heard the familiar sound of hooves clicking along the rocks and slinking through the paths. thinking quickly, y/n released the knife and grabbed jake by the collar, tugging him to his feet. "follow", he instructed.

for once, jake obeyed, staying close behind the other male as they raced away from the commotion. surely y/n knew what he was doing, so jake didn't think he needed to worry too much about getting murdered that night. they were close to their spot, and y/n jumped from a branch and used one of the many vines to swing across into his space. just as he turned around to celebrate their escape with jake, he watch his hand slip from the vine and fall through the leaves, and onto the ground with the thump.

y/n groaned dramatically and raced down the tree, cursing at him in na'vi as he searched for the other. "you have absolutely no agility, you don't follow orders, you can't protect yourself. what are you good for?" he scolded before spotting him splayed across the ground. "jake?" he murmured, crouching beside him and noticing the gash in his side. he had experienced his first lessen of the innocent looking plants taking a chance at his life.

"i think i'm pretty good at making causing a scene", jake groaned, flashing a weak smile afterwards. y/n only sighed and removed his blood stained shirt, holding it aside to inspect the wound. "its like you want to die", y/n complained as he grabbed the shirt and pressed it against his wound, while tying the sleeves around his waist to keep it secure. "you'll be fine. you'll just have to rest for some time", he mumbled as he worked, treating him the same way the healers would have helped one of their patients.

"look at me", jake asked suddenly, reaching his hand up and grabbing his arm. y/n's eyes shifted to jake's. he paused for a moment before leaning forward again, looking into his eyes. "did you hit your head on the way down? let me see your pupils", he instructed, causing jake to huff and turn away from him. stubborn. he began to stand up, hand clutching his side the whole time. y/n followed closely, his arm snaking around his waist to hold him upright. "just lean into me, i've got you".

after a bit of trouble, the two got settled into their post again; jake laid back against the trunk dramatically, and y/n sitting beside him.

"sleep".

jake glared, clearly unhappy with all of the demands y/n had of him. "you can't just tell me to sleep", he explained, his eyebrows knitting together.

"why not? can you unlink by will?" y/n questioned, imagining that he could tap out whenever he felt like it.

"maybe i just don't want to".

and for a long time, they sat in silence. jake watched as the eclipse occurred, leaving them in darkness. and y/n watched jake.

"what is it about me that you hate so much?", he eventually questioned, startled when he glanced to meet his eye and noticed that y/n had already been staring.

"i mean, you don't even know me", but y/n quickly cut him off.

"i do know you, we all know you. you're some hot shot military man, from some planet that poured the last of their resources into so you could build a home here and wipe the rest of us out. you're just like the rest of them, ignorant and stupid. i bet you have a busted face as well, like that colonel guy. absolutely hideous", he grimaced, gesturing to his own head, as if he were clawing at the side.

jake laughed softly. while he was a former marine, he clearly wasn't the operation's first choice. "hideous", was all he said in agreement.

y/n leaned back against another branch and tilted his head to the side. "so what? you're just a tiny human back at your little war base?", this time y/n was genuinely questioning.

"i wouldn't say tiny, but i'm definitely not 10 feet tall", he responded, thinking back to what the books he was reading on the na'vi had listed their height as. y/n only hummed as if he understood, though he had no idea how the human measurement system worked.

a comfortable silence fell upon them, both listening to their breathing as the other sounds of the forest were drowned out.

y/n found it disturbing how jake didn't fall asleep, instead unlinking. his eyes would drain of life and his body would go limp. his hummed in content once he was alone again, finally allowing himself to slump into a more comfortable position.

jake spent the night sitting with grace and telling her all about the past couple of days that they had spent together. they studied the language, discussed the plans for relocating the na'vi, all while jake avoided mentioning them being hunted and later injured by a plant. he couldn't look weak, just as they thought he was. all in all, the team was happy with jake's work, and he felt satisfied with his place for the first time in a while.

by the time that jake eagerly lifted himself into the pods to be linked again, y/n had been up for hours. in those moments, he was sitting across from the injured avatar and scaling a few fish that he had speared that morning. he preferred a diet of fruit or other foraged goods, but assumed that jake would need some protein with the work they had been doing, along with the intention of speeding up his healing process. he wasn't sure what humans ate, but he was hoping it was something like he was making.

he practically jumped when he glanced up and saw jake staring. "fuck, you scared me. say something when you link", he scolded and gestured to two of the fish he had already prepared with the knife he took from jake.

"good morning to you, too", jake retorted and used his elbows to prop him up.

y/n smiled and set the third fish on the leaf he used to wrap the rest. "good morning. how are you feeling?" he asked as he moved closer.

jake was starting to pick at the food y/n prepared, the best he could at least, when the other pushed his arms up. he whined and glared at y/n, only for him to scoff back.

"i'm feeling fine, back off".

y/n did no such thing. instead, he untied the shirt and examined the wound, which was starting to scab over quickly. it was incredible how he was able to heal without even inhabiting that body.

"good, you're healing. i'll pick something up for you later when i visit the healers. i'm planning on visiting my mother", y/n spoke, sounding so relaxed that jake was shocked. it was as if he was talking to a friend, someone other than a freak laced with demon blood.

he kept his arms up as y/n continued to help, slumped back against the tree again with his wrists against the bark. the other used the blade to cut open a nearby vine, water flowing throughout as the end slithered to the ground. y/n muttered a few prayers over jake as he washed some of the dried blood away from his side, repeatedly thanking eywa for the gift of water and health. jake listened intently, his eyes on his expressions as he spoke in the foreign language.

"that was a close call last night. i was seriously considering putting you out of your misery", y/n hummed mockingly after he tied the shirt around his middle again, only tighter this time. jake snarled, reaching back for the leaf full of fish and focusing on that instead. "do you like it? its a real makeshift breakfast, but i thought it was more human-y. just with less chemicals and... what is it, plastic?" he joked and leaned forward, letting his shoulders sink in instead of keeping his perfect posture.

"it's good, like real fish. or- like earth fish, i guess", he replied, nodding as he continued to stuff his face. y/n laughed happily, taking the last fish for himself before his hand was swatted away.

"hey, i caught this. it's mine", he reminded.

"and? im the guest, its impolite for you to take my food".

y/n continued anyways, cutting himself a sliver and eating it in a few bites before he stood up.

"i'm heading out. don't go anywhere, don't do anything stupid. got it?", jake didn't respond as y/n continued to walk backwards on the large branch.

"hey, sully. answer me", he scolded, to which jake wiped his mouth and gave him a thumbs up. y/n assumed it was some sort of confirmation. with that, he took off towards home tree and took a deep breath in.

tsu'tey was the first to greet him, smiling ear to ear and throwing his arm over his shoulders. they walked through the home tree, tsu discussing the unsuccessful hunting trip the day prior and y/n listening intently. "and what have you been up to, brother?", tsu asked after his rambling came to a natural conclusion.

"not much, actually. its been unproductive, bland lately. the dream walkers stopped showing up, there hasn't been anyone to monitor", lying straight through his teeth.

tsu'tey's ears flattened and his tail swished in annoyance at the mention of dream walkers. "i've heard that they sent more. a whole ship load of them babbling about war and land. they're dangerous and reckless, y/n. you know that". his voice was almost accusatory, making y/n glance to him with a puzzled expression. in that moment, neytiri interrupted the tension as she arrived with her mother, mo'at.

y/n gestured to each of them, murmuring "i see you", in a sign of respect. after they both did the same, mo'at smiled endearingly and began to lead y/n towards the healing pod.

y/n had gotten all too familiar with the area. he grew up by his mother's side, and while he complained about the tent full of creams and medicines, it had since become a place of comfort. he knew his mother was cared for there, and he spent most of his days sitting with her and telling her all about what was going on in his life. she had lost her smile in recent months, but her eyes never stopped shining when he'd light up about something that happened during his time at the home tree.

mo'at smiled sadly as she led him in, only sparing his mother a glance. "what is it?", he questioned, moving to sit by her side. he took her hand in his, squeezing it softly to let her know he was there with her.

"eywa wants her back", mo'at spoke softly as she began preparing the medicine she was already taking.

her words were blunt, and it hit him with so much force he couldn't stand to look at her for a few minutes. it wasn't fair of eywa to do something like that, and there was nothing on pandora that would ever convince him she would. he was counting on their goddess to notice the good in her heart and spare her, all she needed was a little more time and she could aid so many more people. she could aid y/n and jake sully.

neither spoke to each other the remainder of the time. mo'at sat silently by y/n's side with her hand on his shoulder. she had cared deeply for his mother, both were skilled in healing and earned themselves important positions in the omatikaya clan. for mo'at, it was the chief's wife and mother to the fierce and beloved neytiri. vrrnu was known for her medical work and her immense kindness. since she had fell ill, many elders would sit y/n down and tell him the story of when she had traveled to nearby clans to share a massive discovery in medicine, just because she was able to and cared so deeply for her people. it was more therapeutic for them than it was for y/n, hearing these stories about her in the past tense, as if she was already gone.

tsu'tey insisted on walking y/n back to his nook. he knew he hadn't been staying at the home tree, many did, but no one could blame him for avoiding the feelings of melancholy he experienced from the omatikaya people and homes.

"still waiting on neytiri?", y/n questioned, leading tsu away from their hammocks and towards the area he had found peace in.

tsu laughed gently, shaking his head as if he were frustrated. he likely was. y/n could understand why neytiri wasn't yet ready to settle down and find her mate. it was a lifelong decision that she deserved time to contemplate. but tsu had loved her from the day they met, and he could only imagine the pain he felt by neytiri's lack of commitment.

"she'll come around. who wouldn't want you, brother?", he added.

"of course. you'll be the first to know, y/n. just try and stay home a little more, will you?", tsu beckoned.

"i'll do what i can".

y/n was not going to lead tsu back to jake. it was still bright out, and the warrior had never released his spear for a moment. he stopped early, insisting that a nearby tree had been where he was spending most of his time.

"you wouldn't lie to me, would you?"

y/n's blood ran cold. what did he know? the fear that tsu had seen jake hunting that night came flooding back. not only would he have seen a dream walker that knew the land a little too well, but he would have caught y/n running with him and tending to his wounds. the evidence would have been damning, and the smart choice was to fess up.

"never."

with that, tsu'tey said his good byes and headed back to the home tree.

as y/n scaled the tree, he could hear jake's mumbling. attempting to speak na'vi with an pronunciation so awful, he began to question how smart the sky people could have really been. but he was trying.

"my name is jake sully, of the jarhead clan"

his practicing, no matter how unskilled, brought a smile to y/n's lips.

"i see you", jake spoke, attempting the hand motion alongside the words.

y/n lifted himself into their nook, raising an eyebrow at the male across from him. "where'd you learn that, sully?", he asked with a genuine curiosity.

"they told me it was important. you're not seeing the physical person, you're seeing everything inside of them, everything they're made of", he explained. y/n grinned, enjoying him try to elaborate on a phrase he was so unfamiliar with.

"...or something like that", jake added, his voice quieter now.

"no, no. you're right. i'm glad you're getting your studying in, i wasn't sure how much more i could teach you through that thick skull", y/n jabbed and stood up. he looked over their area, spotting people heading back to their families and homes.

the later it got, the closer it was to jake unlinking. leaving y/n alone. he didn't like that he was breaking his only rule, not to grow attached, but jake needed it. y/n told himself that was why he was allowing jake in, because without him, he would get killed by the other na'vi or by some other creature.

"let's stay up tonight", y/n decided, sitting beside jake for the first time. it was vulnerable. if jake decided to attack, he wasn't in a position to defend himself. the act of trust by y/n wasn't something that went unnoticed.

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acesofspadess · 4 months

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The Lead Up

summary: the band grows closer together during their first few months at the X-factor

Worth The Risk Masterlist

Living with the boys was truly the best. They didn’t treat you any differently because you were a girl, it seemed like they tried a little harder to rough you up because you were a girl, and you always met their match.

There was around a month from boot camp- where the band was formed- from the first episode of the season, and another month after that where the episode that showed you forming would air.

During those months Simon had become a quick father to the group. He had a soft spot for you and everyone could tell. Through the time you were there you had some ups and downs. Your performance at Simon’s house was rough as Louis had arrived only 5 minutes prior and all of you were nervous that he wouldn't make it, or scared, as he was in hospital. You were both. Louis and you had become very close in the short time, it wasn’t like siblings, you didn’t know what it was, but you and Louis liked it so it didn’t matter. You and all the boys had really grown together. You, Harry, and Niall seemed to gravitate towards each other simply because you had all met prior to formation.

“My head is saying it's a risk,” Simon paused looking at you all. “But my heart is saying you deserve a shot, and that’s why it’s been difficult. So I’ve made a decision.” You all stood there arms wrapped around each other, waiting anxiously. “I’ve gone with my heart, you’re through.” It hit you all immediately as you jumped up and hugged each other before sprinting to Simon who was laughing softly. The boys followed you as you turned it into a group hug. No one could see through their tears of pure joy. You held Harry as he cried into his arm knowing exactly how he felt.

A day after the bootcamp episode aired you Louis and Harry decided to do a twitcam video. You had to admit Harry looked awfully cute with his beanie on. You sat on the opposite end of the bed of Louis before he was squishing your cheeks making you come over to him. The stream was filled with prank calls, Louis yelling and singing, and lots of laughing.

A few weeks later you had moved into the X-factor house. You had Beverly come and help move your stuff from the house into the new one- her college courses wouldn’t start for another month-. One thing you loved was that the boys wanted you to bunk with them, and you gladly agreed. There were three sets of bunk beds for you to sleep on. You opted for a bottom bunk and Beverly bought you a ‘privacy’ cover that would block out the view into your bunk, and you actually appreciated that.

Bentley was back at college so you didn’t see a lot of him, but you made sure to talk all the time. Nan and Pap ended up opening the bakery they always wanted and you were beyond estactic to see the photo - among with many others of you guys- in the letter they sent you.

Bentley did keep his promise and got your tag number tattooed across his left collar bone. He mailed some polaroids of you and him and you and Beverly to put up wherever you could. Of course there was insistent teasing from Liam and Louis about you and Bentley’s relationship, but it was truly platonic. He was your best friend.

It was crazy how much time had passed between the start of the show and now you guys were headed into the live shows. You had all decided to do some Video Diaries to let the fans in on how you guys were doing on show.

“Hi, we're One Direction.” Louis started the video sitting next to you. “This is our video diary.” you said after him. “You can come back here every week to find out what we’ve been up to, how we're feeling and everything that's going on.” Somehow during Harry's speech Niall and Louis started messing with his hair and you couldn't help but join. You were all essing sound until Liam got back on track.

“Alright what's happening this week? We've moved into the x-factor house which is really exciting and I’ve been waiting a long time for this." Everyone smiled at Liam as he had been through this before. “We've got a decent room in the house. It's not the biggest-” it seemed with that that everyone voiced their opinion on how bad the room was. “It's okay because we're all enjoying ourselves and all having a laugh.” You looked up to Zayn as he spoke, resting your head on his knees. “Sharing a room with 5 of your best friends.” Harry jokingly sapped and the rest of you joined in on mockery.

“We’ve been practising hard, uh, it's a good song. You lot like it?” they all voiced their opinions to you and you continued. “Yeah it's a good song, we really like the song.”

“I think we’ve had a lot of preparation now, the times ticking by and we just can't wait to get on the stage. Show everyone what we can do as a group.” you watched louis as he spoke with a small smile. “If you’ve got any questions to ask us just leave them down below and we'll get back to yah.” Liam closed out with all you pointing to the imaginary border below you. “See you guys.” Harry waved and you all waved shouting goodbyes.

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they featured a bit of haiti in bp2 so i was wondering if you could write a fic of shuri teaching y/n kompa and just to add in that spice, they’re just friends who like each other but are too blind to see 🤭

→ follow my lead

🏷️Fluff, friends to lovers, first kiss, no Wakanda Forever spoilers. [1.8k]

"Aren't you gonna dance?" Aneka asks.

Her smile today was blinding, but not enough to trick you into one of the few things you never learned how to do. "I'm good, darling," you wave a dismissive hand, then grab one of hers between your palms. "Go back to the dance floor. I'm ok here."

Aneka gives you a little whine, leaning in your direction with a pout. "It's my wedding day. Can I please have one of my best friends on the dance floor with me?" she pleas, blinking up at you.

"I don't know how to dance," you argue. "You know that."

"You don't need to know how to dance. You can move horribly. You can just spin around. I don't care. Just come." The eyes are almost closing the deal for you when— "There you are! My Queen. Come here, please? Can you talk this woman into joining us on the dance floor? Talk some sense into her. Scientist to scientist."

and shit.

Without looking back, you can feel her presence getting closer, and by the time Aneka is done speaking, you feel a hand on your shoulder, and high above you a melodic voice says, "I'll have a word with her."

"You make it sound like I'm in trouble," you answer as you look up.

There she is, your heart says.

"You might be," Shuri replies. Has she grown even more? It looks like it, or maybe it's just the angle—either way, you feel a smile forming at the sight of her smiling down at you from the corner of her mouth. "You're making the bride pout on her wedding day. That's not very nice."

"And she refused to dance with me," Aneka adds, letting go of your hands.

"And you refused to dance with her," Shuri echoes, making 'tsk tsk' sounds, shaking her head.

"I was trying to spare the dance floor people of bruised toes," you defend yourself, smiling despite all the teasing being thrown your way.

Shuri's hand on your shoulder feels warmer as it remains there. "You're not that bad," says Shuri.

"Shuri."

"What? I've seen you dance. It's—decent," Shuri smiles like she's trying to keep in the laughter.

Decent. "Wow, I've never been more flattered. Now I'm convinced to go and dance."

"Oh, c'mon, you can put the sass back in the drawer, Doc." Shuri has this power to use that condescending tone laced with so much fondness that it makes you happy that the heat on your cheeks is hard to see. "I meant it—it's decent. Could take some work, but I get that it's your weak spot. We've all got one. It's cool."

"Oh, you have a weak spot, do you?"

Shuri nods with feigned seriousness washing over her features. "Only one. But that's Wakanda's most highly secured secret, at the moment."

You turn to Aneka to ask if 'is this a secret Dora mission or have you heard of it', but—her face.

Aneka schools her expression back into neutrality the second your attention — and most likely Shuri's — falls on her, but you saw it.

The smug top lip. Smirk in her mouth as well as her eyes.

"Oh, yes—General Okoye tells us to do rounds and check on this precious, secret treasure, every single day," Aneka joins in, face equally serious. "But!" She claps her hands together and stands up at once. "Today I am off duty. And, if you two will excuse me, Doctor, my Queen, I'm on my way back to the dance floor. My wife awaits," the word is spoken with all the honey that exists in Birmin Zana, and Aneka's dress flows around her as she leaves. "I'll see you two in there!"

The invite seems to seal the deal, and you feel your stomach coiling up in dread before you gather the courage to look up again.

Shuri places her drink on the table, and extends her hand out in a silent request.

"Well—one doesn't simply refuse our Queen and Panther, so," you say as you place your hand on hers.

Shuri frowns as you stand up. "Is that why you're getting up?" her hand stay on yours, as if this kind of closeness was normal in your friendship.

"Uh—no. I'm just teasing, Shuri," you give her hand a squeeze.

She hums. "Okay. Good. 'Cause you don't have to dance if you don't want to.

It's only the anxiety ball heating up your belly that reminds you of why you were sitting this far at the party. "Nah," you shake your head. "If you don't abandon me on the dance floor I'll be okay," you add.

It's only the warmth of Shuri's fingers, closed around yours so gently, that makes you feel safe whilst doing something that makes you so embarrassed.

With a smile back on her face, Shuri guides you two to the middle of the packed dance floor.

Walking beside her with her hand still holding yours, is not an experience you thought you'd ever have.

It almost pulls your soul out of your body.

The crowd parts for the Panther to pass.

Seconds before it happens she is just Shuri—just the friend you've had for a few years since you moved to the capitol to work with what you loved. She might've been the most intimidating person at first—a Princess, the Princess, the smartest person alive, one of the greatest inventors of all times, the most beautiful woman you had ever, ever laid eyes upon...

But then, she became Shuri.

Now, though, everything was different.

The only thing that remained was the way she made you feel every time she walked into a room.

Nothing changed about the way you sought and craved her approval, her eyes on you, a smile on her lips placed there by your words or actions. It was all the same—the heat in your whole body every time she brushed her fingertips on yours; the clench on your chest at every hug, and the desperate rivers of love pouring out of your heart every time you thought about how much you wanted, felt, and could never have.

And yet, somehow, there you were.

"Hey," a snap.

Shuri snaps her fingers in front of your face, and you look around the dancing bodies and the glowing, glittery mist in the air.

"Damn. I think you might be getting a little second-hand high, love," Shuri whispers, setting her body closer to yours.

You notice her hand still holds yours.

You nod, dumbly, and feeling hot all over. "Yeah." God, she looks so good. The painted job on her face with gold makes her look like a goddess. Bast, help me, you cry quietly. "The song is nice, though."

Shuri's chin tilts up as she closes her eyes and listens to the beat that's making the floor vibrate.

Smiling, she starts moving, and in the same second, you know you're done for.

"It is," her smile widens.

The hand holding yours pulls you close until your bodies are almost touching, only inches apart, and then she leans in to whisper on your year. "Can I teach you kompa?"

"I'm not sure I can—"

"Shhh. No. Wrong look on the situation. I didn't ask about your abilities, I asked if I can try to guide you with mine," Shuri interrupts before you get too far.

You want to melt every inch of you all over her. "Okay," you nod. "Just... no expectations," a strangled laugh comes out of you.

Shuri leans back to nod her understanding, and you realize she needed to be that close for you to hear her.

The music is loud.

When you feel her other hand, it almost tunes out every word being sung by the speakers—Shuri holds you by the hip, and moves her head so is hovering over your shoulder again.

"You kinda have to..." the hand applies some pressure, and when she moves you, Shuri's hips move along with yours. "Move with me." She does it again, only this time, her hand slides to your lower back to pull you back in the opposite direction. "See?" With her hip now closer, it almost feels like a magnet to just let her be your current. "You let me lead and slowly we go."

Slowly is kind of a problem.

Those are the thing you usually try to find a solution for, but this one...

"Nice," she whispers.

You have to bite on your lip to stop anything from coming out.

Shuri's hand is firm. It makes you feel confident to let your hand hold her forearm, while your other goes to her sides.

You don't put pressure, don't think too much about the fabric of her clothes—you just let yourself feel her rhythm, her body that progressively gets closer to yours, and the way you can feel her breathing on your ear and neck.

"You're not so bad at this," Shuri chuckles.

"High praise again," you mutter when you find your voice. "So flattered."

The sarcasm makes Shuri laugh, and get bolder.

She gets fancy with her moves, but you don't panic this time.

This dancefloor has dozens of people you know and adore, dozens that you never saw before, but they all might as well be gone.

What else is there but Shuri, her hands guiding you on your hips and back, and the way she grins every time she steps back to spin and be herself?

It's so beautiful to see that you start to laugh.

To let it go.

Shuri spins you, pulls you to her arm like you and her danced for eons before, and if she sees what her proximity is doing to you, she doesn't seem to mind.

Her smile only widens. Her body only presses with more certainty.

You imagine this is how starts collide.

When two cores gain gravity on each other, and crashing is only logical. It's the only way.

Circling each other, your eyes are unable to leave one another.

When you cling onto her arms after three heartbeats of Shuri simply looking, she squeezes your waist.

Her head moves until it's inches apart from yours, and then, Shuri creates music all by herself.

With lips touching your ear, she whispers, "I wanna get out of here with you. Just—a bit. Just to talk." She leans back to look into your eyes again.

She knows. She sees it.

She smiles.

"You wanna come?" she mouths.

All you can do is nod, and follow her.

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🍡۰”Ur so dumb, and cute”۰🍡

In the idyllic town of Willowbrook, where streets were lined with quaint shops and everyone knew each other's names, Jake and Y/N's friendship was the stuff of legends. From the earliest days of kindergarten, they had been inseparable, their bond growing stronger with each passing year.

Y/N was a vision of innocence, her doe-like eyes reflecting her pure heart. She had an uncanny ability to find joy in the smallest things, and her naivety was both endearing and refreshing in a world that had grown so complex. Jake, on the other hand, was the town's mischievous charmer. His grin could charm the birds from the trees, but he reserved a special kind of smile just for Y/N.

One warm afternoon, they found themselves sprawled on a checkered blanket in the park. The breeze rustled the leaves above them as they laughed about childhood memories. Jake couldn't help but let his gaze linger on Y/N, her radiant smile igniting a warmth in his chest.

"Y/N, you're like a sunbeam," he said, his voice tinged with a playfulness that only Y/N seemed to provoke. "I swear, you brighten up even the dullest days."

Y/N's laughter tinkled through the air like wind chimes. "Oh, Jake, you always know how to make me blush. Stop it!" She playfully swatted his arm, blissfully unaware of the way his heart raced at her touch.

Jake leaned closer, his heart pounding in his chest. "Seriously, though, I can't help but think about how cute you are. Sometimes I just want to kiss you, you know?"

Y/N's eyes twinkled as she chuckled, utterly innocent to the depth of Jake's words. "Oh, Jake, you're such a sweetheart. Thanks for saying that!"

Jake's heart skipped a beat, his bold confession going unnoticed as Y/N continued to talk about her day. He managed a sheepish grin, masking the storm of emotions swirling within him.

"You're a true gem, Y/N," he replied, his voice softer now. "If only you knew how much I meant those words."

Y/N's eyes sparkled as she scooted a little closer. "You're making me blush again! You're the nicest friend anyone could ask for."

That was how it always went. Jake would drop hints, teetering on the edge of his true feelings, and Y/N would respond with innocent gratitude, a blissful smile never leaving her lips. Her gestures, like the occasional kiss on his cheek or a warm hug, sent Jake's heart into a tailspin.

One evening, as they strolled along the moonlit streets, Jake couldn't keep his emotions contained any longer. "Y/N," he began, his voice trembling slightly, "do you ever wonder if best friends can become more than that?"

Y/N tilted her head, her eyes reflecting the moon's gentle glow. "You mean like falling in love?"

Jake nodded, his heart pounding. "Yeah, exactly. I mean, we've known each other for so long, and I've always felt a connection, you know?"

Y/N's smile was soft, her innocence once again taking center stage. "Jake, you're my best friend. You're always so sweet and caring. Of course, I love you!"

Jake's heart swelled, but there was an ache buried within him. "Y/N, I…" he began, his words catching in his throat. "I love you more than just a friend. I've fallen for you, hard."

Y/N blinked, her innocence shielding her from the depth of Jake's confession. "Oh, Jake, you're such a wonderful friend. I'm so lucky to have you."

As they continued their walk under the moonlight, Jake's heart remained heavy with unspoken words. Y/N's response had been as sweet and oblivious as ever, reaffirming their friendship, but it only fueled the fire of his longing.

The night air grew cooler, and they found themselves standing beneath a flickering streetlamp. The soft glow illuminated Y/N's face, highlighting her innocence, and Jake's frustration boiled to the surface.

Unable to contain his feelings any longer, Jake's hand gently cupped Y/N's cheek, his thumb brushing against her soft skin. "Y/N," he murmured, his voice low and filled with pent-up desire, "I can't just be your friend anymore. I need more."

Y/N's eyes widened, her heart quickening. She sensed the change in the atmosphere, though the depth of Jake's emotions still eluded her. "Jake, what do you mean?"

Without another word, Jake pulled her closer, his grip firm but not forceful. He captured her lips in a passionate, intimate kiss. It was a kiss filled with longing, frustration, and years of hidden desire finally unleashed.

Y/N gasped in surprise at first, her innocence momentarily shattered. But as Jake's lips moved against hers, a new sensation overtook her, one she had never experienced before. It was electric and thrilling, and she found herself responding to his intensity.

For a moment, time stood still as they kissed under the soft glow of the streetlamp, their bodies pressed close together. It was as if the world had faded away, leaving only the two of them and the undeniable chemistry that had always simmered beneath the surface of their friendship.

When they finally broke apart, their breaths coming in ragged gasps, Y/N looked into Jake's eyes, her innocence now mixed with a newfound understanding. "Jake," she whispered, "I had no idea..."

Jake smiled, his heart feeling lighter than it had in years. "Y/N, I've wanted this for so long. I couldn't keep pretending anymore."

Y/N's smile mirrored his own as she leaned in to kiss him once more, this time with a newfound passion that matched his own. Their friendship had evolved into something deeper, something neither of them had expected, but something they both welcomed with open hearts.

In that moment, beneath the glow of the streetlamp, they discovered that sometimes, the most beautiful love stories are the ones that begin with innocence and friendship and then bloom into something truly extraordinary.

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