#and we had to turn it off because it scared her

[woso-dreamzzz]

Cub and Älskling 

Mapi Leon x Ingrid Engen x Child!Reader (Cub)

Fridolina Rolfö x Child!Reader (Cub) x Älskling 

Summary: You meet Frido's Älskling 

The baby is very little.

She's small and cute and is cradled very tightly in Frido's arms.

You stare at her, eyes not moving as she wiggles around. Her eyes are wide as she stares back at you.

You lean closer and her little hand is free of her blankets.

She punches you in the face, right in the nose.

You gasp.

"Mami," You say, turning to look at her," She's so cool!"

Mami laughs in disbelief. "Cool, huh? She just punched you."

"Yeah!" You nod frantically," And I'm bigger than her! She's so cool! Is she your baby Tia Frido?"

Frido shakes her head. "She's my baby sister. I like to call her Älskling."

"Hi, Älskling," You say before gasping again," She smiled at me! Ingrid, did you see? She smiled at me!"

"She must like you, Cub," Ingrid says," You're very likeable."

"I know," You reply," But Mami says babies are difficult sometimes. It's good that she likes me."

You've been waiting for ages to meet Tia Frido's little sister. You weren't at training the day the rest of the team met her.

Ingrid had to send you to nursery that day because it was picture day and Mami really wanted a fancy picture of you.

It made you a little sad to not meet Älskling then but you're happy you can meet her at your house. She keeps looking at you and smiling and you smile back.

She looks really cool and Frido sets her on the floor to explore there. She can't crawl just yet but she can sit up and look around.

She reaches for you and you shuffle closer.

"Careful, cub," Mami says," Remember, Älskling's only little. You must use gentle hands like with Bagheera."

You nod very seriously and get closer again, sitting on your knees. You've got the magic wiggles but you're trying to keep them at bay because you don't want to scare Älskling.

You give her your hand and she wraps a whole hand around one of your fingers. You stare at her, mouth slightly hanging open as she lets go of you.

She grunts, hand curling into a fists as she punches your finger.

You giggle, wiggling a little bit on your knees in excitement.

"She keeps punching me!" You tell no one in particular," She's so cool! Can we keep her, Tia Frido?"

Frido grins triumphantly. "I knew you'd be on my side! But, sadly, she has to go back to Sweden at some point. She lives with my parents. I'd have to kidnap her if she stayed here."

"That's okay," You tell her," You can stay here. Älskling can sleep in my room and you can sleep in bed with Mami and Ingrid!"

Mapi turns pale at that thought.

"I think it would be better if Älskling stayed with her parents, cub."

You flash her a disgruntled look. "Älskling's my new best friend," You say," She can't leave!"

"Don't worry," Frido says," I'll be making sure she comes to visit a lot."

You nod. "Good because she's my new best friend and I want to show her everything."

That sparks an idea in you and you hurry off to your toy crate. You didn't use to have one until Ingrid moved in, took one look at the messy apartment and came back with little crates and storage bins to put things in.

You kind of like your toy crate now because all of them are in the exact same place and you know where to put them when you're done playing - though Ingrid has to remind you a lot to actually put them back in the crate.

You grab a few things you think will interest Älskling like your yellow digger and your magnifying glass. You snatch your løve (lion) from the sofa as well and crowd into Älskling's space again.

She's smiling again and making little giggly sounds as Frido tickles her.

"Here, Älskling," You say, placing your yellow digger next to her. You demonstrate how it moves before showing her the magnifying glass. She seems more interested in that than anything else so you let her hold it.

She's got a very good grip and lifts the toy up to her face before putting it in her mouth. You giggle when she pulls a face at the taste but then sticks it right back into her mouth.

"She's silly," You tell Ingrid," But still fun!"

"You were silly," Ingrid tells you.

"But not now."

She laughs. "But not now."

You keep your distance from Älskling for a little bit, playing by Frido's feet with Bagheera and your digger. You let your magic wiggles all run out before you're up on your feet again and ask the question you've wanted to ask since Frido arrived.

"Can I hold her?"

"Say please, Cub," Ingrid prompts and you correct yourself.

"Can I hold her, please?"

"Of course!" Frido says, tapping the spot next to her," Let's get you comfortable."

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[ncis-nerd]

Natasha winking at you in a meeting

grey november au

-You were new to the building. Steve hired you to listen in on their meetings and take notes.

-After one of many arguments of who said what, Steve finally caved. He agreed to get someone who they vetted well to keep track.

-Now it was quite obvious you were younger than the old agents but it didn't stop the Russian spy from stealing glances at you.

-You'd be in the kitchen making coffee and turn around to the red-head inches away from you.

-Startled, you jump, nearly clashing into her. "Sorry dear, didn't mean to scare ya" she hummed, catching you in her arms.

-"O-oh, it's okay Miss Romanov, I really should be getting back to my work." You rush out of the room. Why was she everywhere you went? You could swear she was following you. But she won't do that...Would she?

-Later that day, Steve called an emergency meeting. Something about their enemies plotting a heist and they needed to stop that.

-You took your usual spot next to Steve, across from Natasha. You put your computer down on the table.

-"Alright, now that we have everyone.." Steve babbled on. You were just focused on typing. Documenting everything that was said.

-Steve stops talking for a second. You look up, Steve says "We will have Nat go in, she is the best lookin and our only chance at distracting the guard."

-You looked at Nat with doe eyes. Could Steve really do this? Why was Nat always the one who had to do their dirty work? Seducing the gross older men.

-Nat met your eyes and gave you a wink. Upon seeing your frown, she gives you a comforting smile. But you go back to your duty of typing.

-After the meeting is over, everyone has left. Well, except you and Nat. You were still typing but you're about done now. As you're getting up to leave, Nat grabs your arm.

-"Wait." She said, looking at you. You turn around, confused because Miss Romanov never makes you stay back. Did you do something wrong?

-Nat could sense your anxiety and sees you fidgeting nervously with your hoodie string. "Don't worry. You're not in trouble hun. Just wanted to make sure you're okay. You seemed upset in the meeting?" Nat question.

-You sighed "Miss Roman-" "Call me Natasha" the spy cut you off. "Natasha, it's wrong for them to treat you like this. Like- like you're just a pretty woman they can use to distract creepy men who can't keep it in their pants." You pouted, holding her hand.

-"Pretty? You think I'm pretty hm?" She teased. You were still frowning. She sighed, realizing this is what was bothering you before.

- "Okay, detka. I'll be honest with you. In this field of work, unfortunately most people will want you on missions just because youre a woman. I do lose a bunch of opportunities because of my gender but if I can help the planet then I think it's worth it." she says in a more serious tone.

-Softening her gaze when you ask her why she doesn't just quit. "It's not that simple, love." She sighed, wiping a stray tear that escaped your eye.

-You don't register you're crying until the older woman pulls you in. Embracing her warmth, she holds you close and strokes your hair. She closes her eyes, trying to remember this moment.

-That you are real and you care about her.

A/N: new possible au?? what we thinking? want more of this storyline?

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[missyandthemisfits]

Thinking about the toman guys (and anyone else) with a reader who is naturally pretty/beautiful. Looks like a literal angel but they’re mischievous af. Like they never get caught because they look so innocent. Like how could their little angel ever beat up some girl who tried flirting with them? Like literally brat. Petty af and instigators. Lmao

A/N as a demon in disguise myself 🫣 non-chan I am VERY happy you sent this! 

Sweet Angel

Mikey's eyes widened a bit at meeting Angel girl, but then he smiles and approached her with relative ease, telling her outright how beautiful she is - some girls are intimidated by the invincible Mikey but strangely enough, Angel is not, giving him an angelic smile. It's a little blinding. Everything from her movements, to the way she interacted was just ethereal to him and he could literally just sit and watch her operate for hours. He's pretty quick to ask her out honestly. Thinks the dynamic is a little wild until he hears about Y/N one day from some girls passing by on the street, one a lot worse off than the other, both teary eyed and clearly frustrated. He stops and questions them and they hesitate, looking over their shoulders before their faces scrunch up. They don't explain much only that they "Really shouldn't be talking to him" and ran off, prompting more questions. On his way to fetch Angel he thinks he's got it pieced together.

"Y/N. Those girls from the other day, did you-,"Mikey almost misses the smirk but it's gone as he does a double take. She finally turns to him but there's something alot less sweet in her cherry smile. 

"Hmm? Not sure what you might be referring to, Mikey-kun!" 

And things get alot more interesting for him, truly all about it his wicked Angel.  •

Draken was a pretty straightforward kind of guy, someone who would tell you if something was right or wrong, someone who would chastise you for taking things further than they probably should have gone - it was for this reason that Angel decided to keep him out of the loop on this particular occasion. He was almost taken aback by how pretty this Angel was but had a sneaking suspicion there was more to her than what she presented. He was right of course and this suspicions were confirmed when instead of "getting upset" about the girls flirting with the taller boy as if she wasn't there, she kept a smile on, going as far as grabbing the girls hands and pulling them along with her. The girls never came back but Y/N looked much more relieved somehow.

"Friends of yours?" 

"Not at all." She smiles but her tone was as direct as ever, "Ou, there's an ice cream stand over there! Can we get some please??" 

She pouted and he relented, silently sweating when he caught the sight of her bloodied knuckles, dainty hands placed almost stealthily into her sweat pockets. 

He worries a lot more that he lets on about the Demon-like Angel, but she knows that already.

•

Mitsuya is loaded with patience and understanding, kindness and warmth really not that common within his circle of friends and acquaintances. He takes notice of her beauty instantly, but is coy about it, not wanting to scare the (seemingly) innocent girl off - he was technically a delinquent after all. He enjoys getting to know her; her kindness, her sweet nature, her ability to nurture those around her - but even after they started dating, there was this gut feeling, something he can't quite put his finger on about her, something important he feels is a missing piece of the puzzle that is Y/N. He's working on some sketches for a new design he's been playing with the idea of when a couple very eager girls approach him. It wasn't uncommon for some of his classmates or even some of the younger girls to try and worm their way into his life on a very... personal level, but he was always quick to shut it down, politely of course. These two underclassmen hadn't quite got that message though- Y/N wrapped her arms around his middle, eye contact never once breaking with the girls, stern as she said "He's spoken for." They're so intimidated they drop a few papers on their way to the door, of which Angel is happy to return, arms around the girls followed by a hushed tone.

"The next time you lot decide to try and take something that doesn't belong to you, I won't be so nice. Understood?" Had he heard that correctly? 

Y/N is starry eyed and playful as she heads back over and he raises a brow. 

"Should I be worried...?" She shakes her head, placing butterfly kisses on his fingertips.

"Just girl talk~"

Part of him is really flattered someone so pretty would be so possessive over him, the other part is a little worried about the other girls. 

Angel is full of surprises. 

•

Hakkai was a hard sell, awkward and uncomfortably shy, especially around the effervescent Angel - who was he to even speak to someone so gorgeous? To look at her? But after many attempts on Angels part at breaking the ice, and many more swift kicks from his beloved older sister, there was a breakthrough and a relationship was born not long after the friendship was finally established. He was so very sweet, so gentle - when he actually got the nerve to touch her, that is. He was always so hesitant about it, never wanting to cause her any sort of harm. There were times other girls approached him, random ones - and though it was rude, he didn't really interact with them at all, their poking and prodding in vain. Y/N had of course taken it upon herself to handle the situation, unknowingly. He'd heard various rumors about his Angel; A true Demon in disguise but it was nothing he could vouch for, not having seen it personally. He chalked it up to bullshit and hearsay, nothing more - a pack of petty jealous strangers. And why would she ever trouble her sweet boyfriend with the goings on of a few wayward girls? He had enough to worry about. 

Ignorance is bliss as they say, and his Angel made him incredibly happy - that's all that mattered. 

•

Baji had only really had 2 crushes in the entirety of his life; one in primary school and one in middle school - neither of which he confessed to. Those crushes were nothing compared to the intense feeling in his chest at just the sight of Y/N, an Angel among men. It was downright embarrassing and he kicked himself out of his daze, forced his breathing to settle, and ignored the fluttering in his stomach when she approached him all smiles. 

"Keisuke Baji, right? I've heard a lot about you - you're cuter than they say. Wanna go out sometime?" 

And just like that, they were an item, a power couple if you will. Truthfully, any response even hinting at him focusing on school died on his tongue, just so taken by her beauty and her boldness. He was doomed from the start. His arm is around her waist so much there are people who actually think it might be glued there - nope he's just very into showing her off. That said, there exist girls/women who would try to take those who are already taken, not very smart on their part... one of his subordinates rounds the corner, sprinting to Baji and saying something along the lines of "Someone is fighting Y/N" his mind goes almost blank as he pushes past him only to come to his girl's side and realize there's nothing to see. Her hands are behind her back, all smiles, as the girls in question scurry off, prominent bruises. He's got questions but he doesn't know if she's gonna give any answers. 

Still, he'd be lying if he said it didn't make Angel that much hotter. 

•

Chifuyu for all intents and purposes is very much a dork - and most are aware of that even when he tries his best to be this hard, cool delinquent. He thinks he's gotta be that guy to have even half a chance with the ladies so when an Angel approaches him in a manga shop, he's thrown completely off guard. She's probably the most beautiful girl he's ever seen and he's sweating instantly. Luckily for him, she seems to have a dorky side herself, smiling as she rants about the latest issue of [manga name]. The fact that she's into similar things makes it much easier for him to warm up and before he knows it, he's confessing unexpectedly. He doesn't even have time to stress about the outburst because there's an immediate 'yes' to his ask and he actually goes 'really?'. Thinks he's the luckiest dude to ever live with Y/N on his arm and still can't quite fathom why him, but he tries his absolute best to make her happy, and he really does. He's so entranced by her, grinning like a fool while taking in her beauty, doesn't even notice the lingering touch of another girl, desperate for his attention while she thanks him for his purchase. If looks could kill, Angel might be behind bars, but Chifuyu is somehow none the wiser, even after the rumors start springing up. He might get around to asking about them...one day.

But for now, he really couldn't care less if Angel had beat that girl up or not, somehow writing it off completely. 

•

Nahoya was confident, even when he wasn't - and most people steered clear of the excitable twin, knowing better than to get involved with someone so clearly dangerous. Y/N was not those people. She approached out of the blue one day, completely in awe of the motorcycles parked outside of her parent's bakery/home. He gave her his signature grin, cool despite the heat in his cheeks at her proximity. She was definitely flirting with the older twin - and to no one's surprise, he flirted back. He was almost intimidated by her beauty, her Angel face, but he was never one to back down from a challenge. To his surprise, getting the girl was far less challenging than he thought initially - she was just as into him as he was into her. A total bragger, he purposely shows her off constantly, a lazy arm draped around her middle, fingertips dangerously low on her hips - always testing the boundaries. His Angel does mind it one bit. What she does mind is the fact that every now and then, he entertains the flirting of another, not accepting any advances but not really shooing them away either. It's rather annoying, honestly... He's a little surprised to hear of the hearsay that starts to circulate, the news that Y/N would beat the breaks off anyone who thought they might stand a chance with her Smiley. Curious, he tests this and gets his answers - very amusing answers that he asks her about playfully. 

"Huh? Me? Well I would certainly never hit anyone who didn't absolutely deserve it, but beating people up for no reason is just mean!" She's got this cutesy look on her face but he recognizes that mischievous glint all too well, but he only laughs with a nonchalant 'Sure,sure.' 

He loves that his Angel fights for him, even if it's in secret - because God knows he does the same for her.

•

Souya looks as though he truly belongs in a gang, angry facial expressions giving 'fuck off' without actually having to say anything at all. Any conversation with him though, even one in passing, let's people know otherwise - he was very polite and very kind, though also very reserved. He wasn't exactly shy but the case of Angel was very different for him. He found himself wholly intimidated by her beauty alone, so to find she was also very sweet and loving? It made him something of a wreck internally. He was thrown off balance completely by how nice and friendly she was with him, even at the start. She would always ask for his opinion on things, gift him small things like cellphone straps and keychains, and even go out of her way to greet him and rope him into conversations. He hadn't experienced anything like it before so of course he developed feelings. But alas, pretty girls didn't go for boys like him - or so he had convinced himself. Takes him a full minute to process this Godsent being had just asked HIM out. Nearly shuts down. But sweet Y/N quite literally holds his hand through it - though that doesn't really help steady his heart rate...like at all. He fawns over his Angel like no other, really truly spoiling her with food and gifts galore. He's so very attentive and cuddly (once he gets passed the initial embarrassment) it's honestly the cutest thing. Y/N honestly hadn't expected anyone to flirt with Angry, his expression more than enough to ward people off...but they did. Poor boy doesn't even realize it's happening. He thanks the random girl for the napkins and innocently asks why there's a number on them - Angel isn’t having it. Souya asks about the rumors only after seeing the cuts and bruises on her knuckles, tentatively placing bandaids on her delicate fingers. 

"I only wanted to make sure she knew you were already seeing someone, that's all..." She pouts teary eyed and he's putty in her scrapped hands, assuring her that it was fine and just to be more careful, very flattered by the entire ordeal.

He's so sweet on this Angelic Creature that he absolutely won't do anything about it, but he will encourage a healthier way of expressing her discomfort.

•

Kazutora is a bit of a flirt when he wants to be, but can flip it off just as quickly as he turned it on if he’s no longer interested or just plain bored. It scratches the itch of wanting to be wanted while keeping people at a comfortable distance. Yea, all of that is thrown out the window when he meets a real life Angel in Y/N. He’s great a reading people and can tell when they’re being nice as some fake gesture or show - this beauty is free from all that, which is fairly rare itself. But she takes it a step further, going out of her way to be extra kind to him, through words and actions, somehow giving him a reason to believe in humanity again. It’s actually pretty jarring for him. So much so he takes a step back for a moment or two, only to realize he’s already kind of hooked on her affection and attention (Being starved for affection will do that). Can’t keep his eyes off her, the thoughts of her at bay, and after weeks of deliberation, he confesses and she knows then he’s sort of fighting himself on that. But as always, she’s peachy when she grabs his hand carefully, continuing to the train station. Their first date is somewhere completely unserious like an amusement park or fair. He’s well aware that the girl at the ticket booth is flirting but he just completely ignores it, almost snatching the tickets for extra convincing. She takes the hint but just the audacity - Angel waits for her after work with more than a few words while Kazutora makes his way to a nearby restroom. He’s out just in time to see Y/N waving off a clearly terrified young woman. He puts it together fairly quickly and finds it hysterical.

He’s truly thankful for his Angel, but that doesn’t mean he isn’t gonna tease her about it every now and then. 

•

Taiju is a man who knows exactly what he wants and what he wanted was Y/N. A Godly man, he’s got a thing for good girls - obedient girls you could say. Is actively working on himself as a person/businessman when Angel falls out of the sky – or in this case, stumbles back into his strong arms. He’s pretty surprised but he blinks as Angel apologizes. He assures the beauty that he’s fine and then asks if she’s alright. He’s almost in awe at how unreal she seems, how delicate her features, how sweet her smile. He’s staring with those intimidating eyes and all she does is smile, saying something along the lines of “You sure you’re okay? I can make it up to you if you let me take you out.” He’s got some pretty old-school ways about him so he firmly believes that the MAN should ask the WOMAN out (whatever), but how could he not forgive such beautiful bravery? He was delighted to find this Angel, Y/N, was just as sweet inwardly as she was outwardly. She would give without asking, care without expectation, and it pushed him want to give everything to her, his soul included. Believe it or not, Taiju had received many confessions over the years and although before Y/N he couldn’t care less about any of them, he still turned them down as gently as possible. That said, Angel wasn’t having any of that. Y/N was actually rather impatient at times, waiting right good until Taiju had turned his back before kicking the random stranger in her shin, smile still intact. There was a small yelp but the oldest Shiba only spared a parting glance as his Angel latched her beautiful self onto his arm once more.

Whatever damage his Angel caused was of no consequence to him, for everything she did was for his sake.

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[lilsedge]

The Judgement Day’s Girl pt 19

Warnings:

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Y/N walked into her apartment after the long plane ride home. The lingering unease remains. She attempted various methods to make it disappear. 

She left her suitcase at the locked door. She didn’t want to clean any of it right now. The girl placed her phone on her coffee table and laid on the couch. Placing her throw blanket over her. The girl fell asleep immediately because of being tired from the plane. 

The sound of shuffling echoed throughout the apartment. Y/N woke up and sat up very slowly. She didn’t want to move any more than this. The shuffling got closer. She saw a person in all black. All she could do was scream. The person immediately ran out the door. Y/N got up quickly. She had locked the door before she fell asleep. That person had a key.

Y/N no longer felt safe in her own apartment and it was scary. She immediately gets her laptop from her bag and starts looking for a new apartment. When a knock on the door makes its way to her ears. She stands up slowly, grabbing the one thing on the island, a fork. She looks through her peephole the best she can. 

“What are you guys doing here?” She asks, opening the door.

“Why are you holding a fork?” Damian asks.

“Don’t answer my question with a question. Why are you guys here?” She asks again, gripping the fork. 

“We want to talk,” Rhea says. Y/N moves to open the door more and moves herself to the side. Her arm goes up, silently telling them to enter. Once she closes the door, she quickly closes her laptop. 

Dominik sneaks behind the girl and takes the fork out of their hand. He sets it on the island by her computer. She lets out a sigh and turns to the four. 

“You wanted to talk, then talk,” she says. It might have been a bit filled with attitude, but she had a reason someone was in her apartment less than ten minutes ago.

“Watch your attitude,” Rhea says.

“Don’t tell my what to fucking do,” Y/N fires back. Y/N watches as Rhea goes to take a step closer, she grabs the fork off the counter again. Finn puts his arm around Rhea’s waist.

“Why don’t we put that fork down, darling,” Dominik says, stepping in front of his lovers. He puts his soft hand on Y/N’s wrist. He takes the fork out of her hand for a second time that night, but he doesn’t put it back on the counter. Instead, he puts it away. 

He walks back in front of what he once called his best friend. It was evident to him that she was scared. Just didn’t know if it was about them or if something else happened.

“Guys, can I talk to her alone first?” He asks.

“Go ahead,” Finn replies.

“Come on,” Dom says, leading her to her bedroom.

He opens the door to her bedroom. A place he was familiar with. Once he closed the door, he couldn’t help but notice the room didn’t change. The pictures they had taken together were still hanging on the wall. The stuff he’d gotten her still where they were originally. Then his eyes landed on the girl. She was sitting on her bed, staring off into nothingness. 

His mind wonders. What did his poor girl go through? He takes his time to make his way to her. He kneels down, knees on the fuzzy carpet by her bed. Hands make their way on the bed on either side of the girl. 

“What’s going on?” Dominik asks.

“Nothing,” the girl replies.

“Look at me, please. I can tell when you’re lying and also when you don’t feel comfortable or even safe. Y/N I’m your best friend,” he says.

“Were,” she says.

“What do you mean?” He asks.

“You were my best friend. Might I remind you that you left me? Dom, you left me when I was in a bad position,” she replies.

“I didn’t mean to leave you. I meant to leave my dad. At that specific moment, I failed to realize that I would also lose you. Y/N, I miss you and I’ll do anything in my life to get you back in it,” Dom says. The girl doesn’t reply. Her hands make their way to Dominik’s hoodie strings. He looks at her while she plays with them.

“Can you at least tell me what went down before we came here?” He asks.

“He came here,” she says. It was short, but Dom knew who ‘he’ was. 

“Like he knocked on the door,” Dom says.

“No, he was in the apartment. I was sleeping on the couch and I heard noises and I saw a person in all black, but I knew who it was,” Y/N says.

“How did he get in?” Dom asked.

“He has a key,” she replies, “before you ask. I don’t know how he got one. I’m looking for a different place to live, though.”

“I don’t think you’re safe to live alone,” He says.

“I have no one to live with,” she says, letting herself fall onto her back.

“You can figure something out,” Dominik says. He pushes himself up and gently lies on the girl. 

She lets out a light laugh. The girl didn’t think she’d ever laugh with Dominik again. She was afraid that she wouldn’t get to, and here she was. After a bad day, he was finally there to make it all better.

The two of them forgot all about the other three that were outside of the door. They forgot about the whole world. It’s just the two of them. 

They heard a knock at the door. Dominik groans while getting off of his best friend. The girl sits up, smiling a proper smile. The boy opens the door. 

“Are you guys done here?” Rhea asks. 

Dominik looks back at Y/N and she nods at the guy. Dominik nods at them and opens the door fully. He puts his hand out for Y/N to grab. All five of them make their way to the living room. The girl sits down on the couch, making herself seem smaller than she is. Dominik notices this and sits next to her. 

His hand slips into hers. It was perfect like a puzzle piece. He’d almost forgotten what was like to hold her hand after holding three other pairs. The girl looks up at Dominik and gives him a tight smile. 

The other three make themselves at home. Sitting down close together on her couch. She reaches out and grabs the blanket to throw it on the back of the couch. The five of them sat in silence. This silence made Y/N more nervous than she was, so her free hand started tracing Dom’s tattoos. More specifically, her tattoo, he had gotten a tattoo for her that says ‘Princesa’. He got it, so even if they were far away, he could still think of her.

“So, we came here to talk to you,” Damian says.

“We’ve established that,” Y/N says, with the same attitude. Dominik squeezes her hand. She looks at him and he gives her a stern look. The girl immediately lets out a small sorry. 

“We wanted to have a conversation about the past week,” Finn says. Y/N just nods along with what Finn was saying.

“First, we would like to apologize for how we acted when you came over to our hotel room,” Damian says.

“I’m sorry I even went to your room,” Y/N says, quietly. 

“Don’t be sorry. It actually made all of us talk about the situation,” Dominik says.

“Actually, before you guys continue. My dad knows the situation between us because he booked my time off for me. He said that he still hates you guys, but I could talk to you guys,” she says.

“That’s what we kind of talked about,” Rhea says. 

“We realized we can’t control who is in your life because we don’t want to be controlling. That’s not normally us. I personally think we were like that because we don’t like your father,” Damian says.

“I mean, it’s only fair. He doesn’t like you guys, you don’t need to like him. I want you guys to understand if you’re going to be in my life, my father is going to be in my life. He’s the only person who’s stayed with me through thick and thin and at one point in our lives it was only us two,” she says. 

“And we respect that now. We can’t like everyone you like,” Finn says.

“Yeah,” Y/N nods.

“So what now?” Dom asks. 

“I think whatever we have here with Y/N, if it stays as a friendship or turns into more. We just do it slowly,” Rhea says.

“Well, I do have something to say,” Dom says. 

“What is it?” Damian asks.

“Can Y/N move in with us?” He asks in a pleading voice.

“Not right now, buddy. We are taking things slow,” Rhea says.

“Y/N can I tell the why you should move in with us?” He asks, whispering in her ear.

“Just say I’m uncomfortable, please,” she whispers back.

“Y/N is uncomfortable here,” he says.

“What do you mean, she’s uncomfortable?” Finn asks.

“I don’t want to really talk about why I’m uncomfortable, but I’m quite uncomfortable here,” Y/N speaks up.

“We will see what we can do,” Damian says.

“Hey Y/N, where is your bathroom?” Rhea asks.

“I’ll just show you,” the young girl says, letting go of Dominik’s hand and standing up. 

She leads the older girl to the bathroom. Y/N expects Rhea to go to the bathroom alone, but she doesn’t. She pulls Y/N in there with her, turning the light on and closing the door. Her hand hovers over the lock. She doesn’t lock it; she wants Y/N to feel safe with her.

“I’ve missed you,” Rhea says. 

“I can’t say that I haven’t missed you,” Y/N responds.

“Can I hug you?” Rhea asks in a whisper.

Y/N looks into Rhea’s eyes for a moment. Then just walks into her arms. Rhea immediately wraps her arms around the younger girl. Inhaling deeply, Rhea finally gets to smell her girl’s scent again. Rhea pulls back a bit. Not to get out of the girl’s hold, but to put her hands on the girl’s face. She just wanted to admire Y/N. Since they spent time apart, Rhea kept stalking Y/N on instagram just to look at her cute face. 

“You’re so pretty,” Rhea whispers.

Y/N smiles big, “so are you.” 

“Why did you guys not want to talk to me in the first place?” Y/N asks.

“I think it’s because we didn’t want you to get hurt. We’ve seen you hurt, and it was horrible,” she replies.

“But you guys doing that made me hurt more than my dad did,” Y/N says.

“I know love and I’m sorry, we’re sorry,” Rhea says, bringing the girl into another hug.

“Don’t tell the boys this, but my mom texted me one night before everything happened, like you guys betraying my dad and everything. She told me that she thinks me and you would make a great couple. That, of course, changed after all the stuff happened,” Y/N says, softly.

“She really did?” Rhea asks. Y/N nods.

“I did have a crush on you then because of course that’s when I wasn’t with the boys,” Rhea chuckles. Y/N lightly laughs along with Rhea. 

“That’s amazing because I also had a crush on you,” Y/N says.

“So those people were right. Whenever when we were in the ring together, there was sexual tension,” Rhea says. 

“Guys, you good in there,” a voice sounds out, while tapping on the door. 

Y/N jumped a bit. Rhea smiled at the girl. She opens the door and says, “yeah we’re good. I just got confused and needed her help.” 

“Got confused, Rhea love. You were in the bathroom,” Damian says confused.

“Well, it’s confusing in here sometimes. I get confused when I’m drunk,” Y/N shrugs, surprised at herself that she could keep the lie up.

“Okay,” Damian says. 

Y/N walks out of the bathroom after Rhea does. She walks a bit slower behind the two lovers to give her time to think about what’s happened in the past two hours. Someone broke into her apartment, well not really broke in, they had a key. The Judgement Day came over, Dominik made up with her and Rhea just confessed that she had a crush on her.

“Y/N,” she hears as Dominik snaps her back into reality.

“Oh, yeah?” She answers.

“What do you want to do?” Finn asks.

“Uh, we can just chill here,” she suggests.

“Yeah, I like that. We don’t have to do anything,” Damian says. 

Y/N gets up and grabs the remote, handing it to one of them. She walks to her closest to get out more blankets so they could chill. She gives them the blankets and goes to her room. 

Her mind is going wild, making her think that she’s going insane. The four in the living room must have missed her so much. That’s what they had to come to her apartment, but what if they came any earlier and saw the person who was in her apartment?

She didn’t stay in her room for much longer. The girl put her phone on the charger quickly and grabbed her favourite stuffed animal. Don’t judge her, it gives her comfort, and she needs that at the moment. 

She makes her way back out to the living room and sits away from the rest of them. Not wanted to intrude on their cuddling time. They found a movie and waited for her to sit down before they started it.

“Hey that’s the guy I got you,” Dominik says.

“Yea, it’s a comfort thing for me now,” Y/N replies.

“That’s cute,” Finn says, causing Y/N to blush.

The movie was finally done and the four of them were all asleep, cuddling. There was one girl who couldn’t seem to go to sleep. She feared his return. Maybe this time does even worse. 

“Hey girly,” she hears someone whisper. Y/N looks up and sees Rhea awake.

“Hey,” she whispers back.

“Come here,” Rhea says, lifting her arm off of Damian’s chest. Y/N gets up and moves herself in between Damian and Rhea. She lays there awkwardly, not knowing where to put her head.

“Lay your head on mami’s chest,” Rhea says, laughing. 

“Okay, don’t get too full of yourself. I could still get up and leave,” Y/N chuckles.

“No, you’re not leaving,” Rhea says, as her grip tightens on Y/N. Since she last woke up, the girl was now feeling tired. Maybe it’s because now she felt safe. Her Judgment Day would protect her. They always protected their girl.

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I’ve decided to release it bc now mami is out injured for a bit and I’m upset :((

#wwe x reader #wwe fanfiction #wwe imagine #dominik mysterio x reader #the judgement day #damian priest x reader #finn balor x reader #rhea ripley x reader

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Rook Book to Remember Me By

Part 2 of Rook Book

Pairing: Tim Bradford x fem!Metro!reader

Summary: Tim's delay in transferring to Metro may have cost him everything, and as he and Lucy search Los Angeles for a killer, he only has his memories and a fake rook book to remember you by.

Warnings: ANGST, death, fluff

Word Count: 3.6k+ words

A/N: I know this is a Chenford gif but it fits. :)

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“What is that?” Lucy asks as she waits beside Tim’s desk. “A bomb?”

“Lower your voice, boot,” Tim snaps. “We don’t need a stampede.”

“Yes, sir. So, what is it?”

“What does it look like? It’s a book.”

“No, it’s a rook book with a bow on it. And I bet I know who it’s from.”

“50 pushups.”

“But-“

“You want double?”

Lucy frowns as she silences, and she watches Tim lift the book. He opens the front cover and shakes his head before dropping it into one of his drawers. Lucy doesn’t move toward the door, and Tim sighs as he leans against his desk.

“What?” he asks.

“Is that just a book? Or a none-rook-book-rook-book? Like the one somebody’s pretty TO used to carry?”

“Pretty TO?” you ask from behind Lucy.

Tim had been too distracted by the book and Lucy’s prying questions to notice you walk in. Dressed in your Metro uniform, you slide your hands into your pockets and smile.

“I’ll assume you’re talking about Tim,” you add.

“Yeah, right,” Lucy snorts.

“100 pushups it is,” Tim announces.

“Tim,” you chide softly. “You can’t blame her for being excited to see this side of you. It took me your entire probationary period to learn you could smile.”

“Chen, give us a minute,” Tim says.

“Do I have to?” she asks quietly.

“Yes,” you and Tim say together. The difference is that you add, “Please.”

You watch Lucy move toward the equipment room before turning to Tim. He furrows his brows and unconsciously blocks the drawer with your gift in it.

“I’m sorry I didn’t answer your call last night,” you begin. “Metro raided a speakeasy, and it went a little haywire.” “Are you okay?” Tim interrupts. “That’s what I was going to ask you. I know you tolerate me, maybe even like me a little, but you don’t call unless you need something.”

“I, uh, just wanted to hear your voice. But I’m fine, I promise.”

You nod and run your tongue over your bottom lip as you think. “Still have nightmares?”

“I’m fine.”

“Look, Lucy is ready to pass that test, but in the end moving to Metro is a big decision. One you can do; I don’t doubt that. Just… don’t stick around because you think you have some debt to pay or something. Your boot is important, but your career is too.”

“I’ll remember that.”

Your Metro Commander yells your name, and you lay a hand on Tim’s shoulder before whispering a farewell. He watches you go and decides that when he calls you tonight, he’ll ask why you chose the book you did. Hopefully, he thinks, it will allow him to admit some things. He needs more than your voice to calm him in the middle of the night these days.

“Can I just say one thing?” Lucy asks from the passenger seat of the shop.

“Will me saying no stop you?” Tim replies.

“I think you’re really cute together. She’s been waiting for you, and I don’t think you should make her wait just because you’re scared.”

“What makes you think I’m scared? You mean well, Chen, but this is none of your concern.”

“Maybe not. But it’s yours, and you know I’m right.”

Tim wants to keep arguing, maybe threaten Lucy with more pushups to make her leave it alone, but the radio cuts him off.

“Attention all units. Officer down at Wilshire Federal Building. Metro requesting backup. Will advise.”

Tim’s world slows as he pulls the shop to a curb. He and Lucy are too far away to provide backup fast enough, but he can’t move until he knows that you’re okay. Lucy watches him as he stares at the radio, but with each second of silence, she gets more concerned for him.

“She’s going to be okay,” Lucy whispers.

Tim shakes his head. He doesn’t want to think about the alternative but believing that you’re okay without knowing is more dangerous than being wrong and hearing another officer’s name over the radio.

“Bradford, Chen, Harper, Nolan,” Wade radios. “Get back to the station and prepare to assist Metro.”

“Uh, you- you drive, Lucy,” Tim says as he unclips his seatbelt.

“Attention all units,” the dispatch officer begins.

She identifies the downed officer, and when your name is said, Tim’s world stops. He waited too long, and now he can never tell you how he feels. He had a crush on you, he wants to say, but it turned into so much more.

“Tim,” Lucy calls as she opens the driver-side door. “C’mon.”

Tim doesn’t feel any shame as he leans on Lucy. She ushers him into the passenger seat before she drives to the station with lights and sirens on. Tim’s silence is terrifying, and although Lucy is also feeling grief and is heartbroken to hear you’re gone, her concern for Tim outweighs her own emotions.

As Tim exits the shop, his devastation suddenly makes room for anger. He doesn’t blame any of your fellow officers, but if he had moved to Metro sooner, he would have been there with you, and maybe he could have changed the outcome. He slams the door and ignores Lucy as he storms into the bullpen.

Lucy and Tim slow as they see several Metro teams gathered together, but it’s obvious that something is wrong, something is missing. There’s a gap where you should be, and even the elite tactical officers seem lost without you.

“What happened?” Tim asks.

“Officer Bradford, we can’t release any information yet,” Wade answers. “Metro’s going to fill you in on what you need to know. They need as many of us as they can get.”

Tim clenches his jaw to stop the remark that he wants to make. The Metro teams are talking quietly, and he gestures for Lucy to step to his other side as he moves closer.

“You saw the shot?” one of them asks.

“Yeah,” someone answers.

“Then where’d they take her?”

At the realization that you’re not only gone, but they don’t even know where your body is, Tim begins looking around. He sees his Sergeant, Captain, and the Metro commanders huddled in a corner and walks directly to them.

“I want a position in the task force. You need more people, and I’m one of the few patrol officers who knows how to complete a manhunt like this,” he demands.

“I understand where you’re coming from Bradford, but you’re too invested in this to go out alone,” Wade replies.

“Then let me go with him,” Lucy interjects. “Tim knows what he’s doing, and we can patrol and engage in the manhunt at the same time, right?”

Wade looks to the Metro sergeant to his left, who shrugs noncommittedly. He sighs before nodding and tells Tim to get back out on the street and wait for the information about the gunman.

“Wait,” Tim tells Lucy as he stops beside his desk.

He pulls the book from the bottom drawer and tucks it under his arm before continuing to the shop. If this is his last drive where you’re involved, he wants you there. Or as close as he can get.

“Dispatch released a picture,” Lucy says before turning the dash computer toward Tim.

He looks at the picture until the light turns green, and then he begins a grid search surrounding the Wilshire Federal Building. If that man is still nearby, and Tim finds him first, prison will be the least of his worries.

“What’s the book?” Lucy inquires.

“It’s her favorite,” Tim answers.

“You know what her favorite book is. That’s really sweet, Tim.”

“She’s been telling me for years to read it and I keep making excuses not to.”

“And now?”

Tim nods, and Lucy knows that he is going to not only read the book but devour it and everything related to it to feel close to you again.

“7-Adam-19, assault in progress inside Shell gas station at the corner of Santa Monica Boulevard and Greenfield Avenue. 9-1-1 caller requested your presence on scene.”

Tim hits the steering wheel before telling Lucy to accept the call. He doesn’t have time to break up a fight in a gas station, not when your killer is on the loose. The gas station is less than five minutes away, but Tim gets grumpier with every minute. As he and Lucy enter the gas station, he’s prepared to jump in the fight just to finish it faster.

“You called the police, what’s the problem?” Tim asks the cashier.

The young girl looks scared; her face is pale, and her hands shake above the cash register.

“This doesn’t look like an assault in progress,” Tim adds with his arms crossed tightly over his chest.

Lucy steps forward to speak to the girl while Tim looks around. The gas station is empty, but Tim doesn’t make it far before he sees a blood trail on the floor. It rounds the end of the cashier’s counter and disappears under a door. Tim pulls his gun and whispers for Lucy to stay ready as he steps toward the door.

“In there?” Lucy asks.

The woman behind the counter nods, and Lucy gestures for Tim to go ahead. Tim pushes the door open and raises his gun to clear the room while Lucy stays on the other side of the opening. He looks down to follow the blood but freezes when someone speaks.

“Officer Bradford, California Penal Code 217.1 is punishable by what?”

“Chen!” Tim yells as he holsters his gun.

Lucy hits the light switch for the storage closet, and Tim kneels to lift a bloody gun from the floor.

“They said you died,” Tim says as he moves closer to you.

You hear Tim begin asking questions when he enters the gas station and hope that the cashier that you scared by walking in covered in your blood can point him to your hiding spot in the storage closet. Your gun is on the floor beside your feet and your long-sleeve Metro t-shirt is balled against the gunshot wound in your shoulder.

When Tim opens the door, you ask him about a penal code before your head tips forward. Staying conscious while losing blood isn’t as easy as some may think, and you want to make a joke, but Tim jumps to action before you can.

“They said you died,” Tim says quietly.

He lays a hand over your cheek as his other hand applies more pressure to the fabric on your shoulder.

“I think that was the goal,” you mumble.

“Chen, radio for-“

“No!” you interrupt. Your voice raises at the idea of Chen communicating this news over the radio. “The men who we went in there to arrest have radios. They knew we were coming, but if they think I’m dead we can use that.”

“You need help,” Tim argues.

He reaches for his phone, and you lay a bloody hand on his forearm to stop him. You wait for him to look at your face to smile.

“We find another way to get help. But as far as anyone with a police radio knows, I’m still dead.”

“How am I supposed to get you treatment for a GSW without raising any red flags? Any ER nurse will call the police.”

“What about Grace?” Lucy suggests. “Nolan’s friend? If we could talk to her before we take you in, she may be able to keep it quiet.”

“If you think it will work, let’s do it,” you agree.

“No,” Tim interrupts. “We’re not putting your life in the hands of a rookie.”

“Tim, she’s right. This is a good plan and one we need if we want these guys off the street. Please, just trust me and Lucy for a few minutes. You can yell at us and brainstorm new Tim Tests later.”

“Call Grace,” Tim says as he moves his arms around you. “If this starts going wrong, or something happens to you, I will use my radio.”

“Understood.”

You keep your uninjured arm across your chest as Tim lifts you into his arms. Lucy leads the way out and opens the backdoor of the shop before apologizing to the gas station clerk. She leaves her card and scribbles the number of someone who can clean the bloody scene but reminds the girl not to call the police or tell anyone you were here. As Tim drives through traffic and Lucy talks to Grace, you notice a book in the floorboard and chuckle.

“What?” Tim asks quickly.

“You have my rook book.”

“Guess I don’t have to read it now that you’re not dead.”

“If I didn’t know better I would think you’re mad at me, Bradford.” “You know exactly what I’m thinking.”

“Don’t risk your job for revenge, Tim. I know you care about me, and I care about you, too, but this isn’t worth it. We work the case like any other.”

“Easy for you to say,” Tim snaps. “You didn’t think the woman you love was murdered twenty minutes ago.”

Lucy ends the call and looks through the cage at you. It’s not how Tim planned to tell you, but he feels lighter with the admission.

“I’m sorry, Tim,” you whisper.

“Tell me after.”

“I’m not waiting until the end of Lucy’s probation period.”

“Please don’t,” she agrees. “I can only take so much more pining from this one.”

“I don’t pine,” Tim grumbles.

“Yes, you do,” you and Lucy argue together.

“Bradford, status report?” Wade radios.

Tim looks at Lucy, who apologizes quickly for not communicating a code 4.

“Code 4, Grey,” Tim replies. “But don’t ask any questions right now.”

“Okay. As long as you didn’t break any laws, this conversation never happened.”

Tim glances over his shoulder at you, and you state, “I haven’t broken any laws. Have you?”

“Not yet.”

“If there’s blood on this book later, that’s your fault.”

Tim sighs, and it sounds almost like a laugh. You don’t have time to tease him before he pulls into the emergency room drop-off area of Shaw Memorial Hospital. Grace and several nurses run out and wheel you in quickly, promising to help you without asking any questions or reporting anything to the police.

“What now?” Lucy asks as the doors close behind you.

“Now, we find the people who are getting 15 to life for trying to kill an officer for completing her duties,” Tim answers.

“Tim,” Lucy calls.

He stops, and she points to the blood staining his skin. Tim opens the trunk of the shop and retrieves a pack of wipes from one of the war bags. Lucy watches as he harshly scrubs your blood from his skin and gets angrier with every wipe he tosses aside.

“Are you sure you’re up for this?” she asks.

“Lucy,” he begins as he slams the trunk closed. “I’m pissed off and I have a feeling in my chest that I’m not used to. But how I feel doesn’t matter. We’re going to get every single one of the people involved in this, and make sure they end up in a hole.”

“By ‘a hole,’ you mean prison, right?” Tim walks around the shop rather than answering, and Lucy rushes to repeat, “You mean prison, right?”

“7-Adam-19, report to Sepulveda and Ohio Avenue.”

“What now?” Tim yells.

He steers the shop into an illegal U-turn and speeds down Sepulveda Boulevard. Lucy gasps as they near the intersection.

“Turn left onto Ohio,” she says.

“Why?”

“Just do it!”

“Second left onto Camden,” she adds after he turns.

Tim slams on the brakes when he sees someone sitting on the curb at the end of Camden Avenue. Lucy exits the shop as soon as it stops and rushes to hug you as you stand.

“Aren’t you supposed to be in the hospital?” Tim demands as he joins you.

“Uh, no?” you guess.

“It’s not your fight anymore. You’re dead, remember?”

“Tim-“

“No, you’re going home. You just got out of the hospital.”

“It was just a flesh wound. Lots of blood, a couple of stitches, but no long-term damage. Besides, when’s the last time you got to watch a ghost slap the cuffs on her killer?”

“Look around Tim,” Lucy encourages.

He already know where he is: the sight of his first arrest with you as his TO, it’s a day he’ll never forget. Tim groans before he waves his hand toward the shop. Lucy cheers and offers you her seat. It’s strange being in the passenger seat with Tim again; last time you were here, he was in long sleeves and fresh out of the Army. He was a great rookie, and he’s a great TO, but you want him to be more.

“Tim!” you alert just as Tim slows to a stop.

“I see him,” he agrees.

“Was that too easy?” Lucy asks.

“Well, it’s not over yet,” Tim responds.

“We can do it,” you tell Tim. “You go left, I go right, Lucy splits the middle.”

“This is the coolest thing I’ve ever done,” Lucy whispers from the backseat.

“Alright,” Tim agrees. “Lucy, you do whatever you have to do to get the one in the middle down, okay?”

“3… 2… 1…” you and Tim count down together.

You exit the shop silently and leave the doors open. As Tim goes wide to take down the suspect on the left, you move toward the man who shot you. You, Lucy, and Tim strike at the same time and push the suspects down onto the sidewalk. The man beneath you attempts to elbow you in the face, but you shove his head down against the concrete and warn him against moving.

When you cuff him and pull him up to his knees, the man gets a good luck at your face. His expression changes and he leans away like you’re truly a ghost. He tries to move back, but only tips and rolls into the street.

“Leave him,” Tim says as he reaches for his radio. “Grey, this is Bradford, Chen, and our missing Metro officer. We’ve got good news and three suspects in custody. Send backup to my location.”

“No R/A?” you ask. “Because you seemed really eager to send me back to the hospital earlier.”

“You seem fine,” Tim explains with a shrug.

“Tim,” you call as you exit Wade’s office.

He’s changed into his civvies and is preparing to leave for the night. You can’t let him, though, because there is no more time.

“Can you- do you wanna come over for a bit?” you ask.

The left side of Tim’s lips move up as he nods, and you accept his hand as he leads you to his truck. Tim drives to your home in relative silence, and you use the time to find the right words to say. Once you’re inside, you sit on the couch beside Tim and decide to tell him everything. You’ve let him into your life and your house, now you just have to let him in on how you feel.

“You said you loved me in the shop today,” you say. “But I have been falling for you since the moment you walked into roll call your first day. You’ve always been more than my rookie and I can’t live another day without you in my life, Tim. I want you. Nightmares, embarrassing memories between us, fake rook books, all of it. I need you, Tim.”

Tim leans closer with his arm stretched on the back of the couch behind your shoulders. “This is better than 1001.66,” he murmurs.

“Did you just compare my confession of being in love with you to a penal code about bad checks? Because that is-“

Your words end in a hum as Tim curls his arm around your shoulders and kisses you. He tugs you closer, and you hold his face between your hands as you show him that your words are more than that. Tim has had a crush on you since he started patrolling with you, but now he knows that he loves you and needs you beside him. You push him, and he pushes you, but you do it because you know what you’re capable of.

Tim’s phone rings, but he ignores it as he pulls you closer, so your legs are bracketing his. He leans up to continue kissing you as his phone begins ringing again. You press your hands against his chest and break away to retrieve his phone. He follows your movement and peppers kisses along your jaw, completely uninterested in answering his phone.

You see the name on the caller ID and answer, “Hi, Lucy.”

“Hey!” she replies. “I wanted to ask how you’re doing. And if Tim’s alright after everything that happened.”

“We’re both fine,” you promise breathlessly.

“Wait-“

You assume that Lucy realizes that you answered Tim’s phone, which means you’re still together. She squeals into the phone, and you pull it away from your ear and smile.

“Oh, I have to tell Angela!” she yells.

Tim rolls his eyes and keeps one hand around your waist as he pulls his phone away from you. “Bye,” he says quickly before ending the call.

“Hanging up on your rookie isn’t nice,” you say.

“Like you wouldn’t have hung up on me.”

“You were scared to call because you had a crush on me.”

“Still do.”

“What? Tim-“

Tim cuts you off with another kiss; it’s his answer and a reminder of how he feels. You remember the rook book that was in his truck, but now that you’re a permanent fixture in Tim’s life, you can make sure he reads it.

#tim bradford x reader #hanna writes✯ #tim bradford fic #tim bradford imagine #tim bradford #tim bradford the rookie #tim bradford x y/n #tim bradford x you #the rookie abc #fem!reader

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SEX FASHION AND GUITARS — chapter 28. release party !

𐙚 pairings. rockstar!jaemin x stylist!reader

synopsis. l/n y/n fashion major and photographer on the side who says what she wants, na jaemin music major and lead guitar player for underground band DREAM. After yn forgets her to change her account and says something that catches the eye of jaemin she tries to ignore him — expect thanks to chenle she now works for them.

word count. 1877

SMUT WARNING !!

Jaemins social battery had officially burned out; he sat in the booth of the club, nursing his drink; his picture hung up all over the club, watching his friends bask in all the attention they were receiving— half these people they didn’t really know, but when you tell people there’s free alcohol then it’s bound to be crowed.

Jaemin didn’t want to get to know the girls that were coming up to him— a few months ago, their sultry voice’s and little clothing would’ve peaked his interest; however his eyes were glued to only one person, you; but you were too busy dancing with jeno to even notice.

“you look like a loser.” Chenle came over, sitting down. “how you figure?” he scoffed, taking a sip of your drink. “you’re also stupid.” He rolled his eyes. “did you come over to insult me?” chenle shook his head. “im just saying, you’re not even trying, she came here, she looks hot as fuck.” He glared at the boy. “oh calm down, she’s my best friend I can say what I want.”

“anyways she looks good, and you’re sitting here like a loser just watching.” chenle said. “if you don’t take her home tonight, I think you should just give up, let jeno do it.” Chenle smirked watching the boys nose flare up. “seems like he’s close to anyway look.” He could see jeno’s hands low on your hip. “you’re annoying.” He turned to the younger boy. “but im right.”

chenle was scooped up by jisung dragging him away, leaving the boy alone again, still watching you; the more he watched you dance with jeno, the more jealous he became— and the more that damned skirt became see through. “shit.” He grunted, sitting his drink down on the table, standing up; hoping his growing boner isn’t showing — making his way over to you.

“why are you trying to get me killed by jaemin?” jeno questioned. “what makes you say that.” He put his hand on your waist. “you’re looking this good, im not gonna lie— and I know you can feel him staring at you.” He saw right through you. “so why not just go up to him.” You smiled. “because why not?” he shook his head. “you know he really likes you, he just doesn’t know how to verbally tell you.”

“so he’s a coward?” you questioned, he laughed. “yes, but he means well.” jeno said. “besides we both know you’d rather be with him than me, because you keep looking past me and if you continue to do so im gonna kill myself.” He said stepping back, turning around. “just on time, he’s coming over here.” He went to walk away. “have fun.” He smirked walking away.

“you scared him away.” you tilted your head, he knew you were teasing him. “good.” Before you could say something, he grabbed your waist pulling you close to him. “cause I love the guy, but he was pissing me off.” he looked at your skirt. “your skirt is really sheer, anybody could see something if they looked hard enough.” He squeezed your waist, smirking when you bit your lip. “I don’t think anyone is paying attention to me like that.”

Your hands came up to the nape of his neck, he grunted upon feeling you tug at his roots. “please princess, I could see it the moment you walked in here, all the eyes on you.” He said, you chuckled. “you seem jealous.”

“why wouldn’t i?” you could hear his voice deepen. “they’re staring at what’s mine.” His nose was pressed against yours. “what’s yours?” you questioned teasingly. “don’t remember you asking.”

Having enough of this push and pull, he gripped your waist, a small whimper falling from waist, and that’s all he needed. “we’re getting out of here.” He said. “now?” you questioned. “im not fucking you the bathroom of a club.” You felt a tingle below. “we’re going back to mines.”

The damn taxi couldn’t get there faster; saying your goodbye— jaemin not really caring, he was ready to take you back to his apartment. “the taxi is here.” He grabbed your hand— dragging you outside the club, opening the door to the car, letting you get in first; secretly cause he wanted to get a peek at your ass. “fuck, your skirt really is see through.”

You smirked as he got into car after you. “you can’t wear this anymore.” You felt his hand in between your thighs. “ja-jaemin stop.” You whispered. “why, you getting turned on?” it was his turn to smirk, pressing his lips against your temple. “you know this reminds me of the first time we ever left together.” You clenched your thighs together. “dirty girl, thinking about me fucking you again.” You prayed the driver didn’t hear. “don’t worry princess, we’re almost to minds, I can tell you’re getting wet.”

A few minutes later your misery was over; you had pulled up in front of jaemins apartment complex; he paid the driver, helping you out of the car, he stayed close to you so no one was looking at your skirt; that he swore he was gonna burn after tonight— cause after tonight you’d be his.

He didn’t even wait for the elevator door to shut, before his lips was on yours, pushing you against the wall. “j-jaemin , just can’t wait.” He dry laughed. “you’re breathless and panting in my ear, and im the problem.” His hand crept up your top— but the door open. “lets go.”

He pulled you down the hall to his apartment, hurriedly unlocking his door; his cock desperate to be touched as he pushed the door open, pulling you in, pushing up against the door. “fuck I finally got you to myself.”

You both didn’t even bother taking your shoes off, going at it until you got to the room; you got control for a second, pushing him down on the bed, sinking to your knees. “sh-shit princess, you look fucking sexy down there.” He lifted his hips, letting you pull his pants down. “so eager to have my cock in your mouth.” He hissed as he felt the cold air on his length. “you missed it that much?” you kissed his cock, his precum coating your lips, he sighed.

You wrapped your lips around his red mushroom tip sucking. “oh fuck!” he gripped the sheets. “keep going baby, keep sucking my cock.” you slowly went down on him, the tip of his cock kissing the back of your throat. “fuck, I missed your mouth so much.” You felt his hand tangling up in your hair. “come on princess -fuck- I know you can take it all the way.”

He pushed your head all the way down, your nose pressed against his abdomen; your throat tightening a his cock. “oh shit , keep sucking me baby, im gonna cum.” He grunted. “fuck im gonna cum.” he gripped the shits. “shit im cumming!”

You hummed around his cock, feeling his cum coat the back of your throat with a whimper like moan— pulling off him. “there we go, be a good girl and swallow it.” His cock twitching as he watched you swallow, sticking your tongue out, letting him tap his cock on your tongue. “perfect.”

He pulled you up into a kiss, your poor cunt begging to be touched. “this fucking skirt.” He growled against your lips. “who told you to wear this out?” he pulled the skirt down. “w-wore it for you.” You pouted, he smiled. “yeah?” he threw the fabric across the room, leaving you in your black panties. “wanted to show that pretty ass off for me.” He pushed your legs open, your cunt on display. “look at you, making such a mess.” He pinched your ass. “jaemin, fuck.” You moaned.

He slid your panties to the side. “look at your poor cunt, so wet, begging to be touched.” you sighed feeling his fingers on your slit. “so sensitive, been a while since someone touched this pretty pussy hasn’t it?” you moaned, nodding— even with hanbin, you both hadn’t even had sex, wanting to wait. “good, it’s mine, no one else should be touching it.”

You moaned as he slid his fingers inside. “fuck you sound so pretty.” He huffed, moving his fingers. “gonna stretch you out before i fuck you.” He slowly adding another one, using his thumb to rub your clit. “cum for me princess, make a mess on my fingers.”

You called out his name, letting your orgasm wash over you, legs twitching as he came. “jaemin , shit!” you squeaked as he pulled his fingers out, putting them into mouth before wrapping them around his length, stroking it before slapping it on your clit, slipping inside your warm waiting cunt. “shit, you’re so fucking tight.”

You moaned as cock dragged along your wall; pulling out— a scream involuntarily leaving your lips as he slammed back into you, a curse leaving his mouth; rocking his hips. “shit, I fucking love your pussy.” His hips slapping against yours, the sounds of your dripping cunt and your moans bouncing off the walls as he slammed into your cunt. “fuck keep clenching around me.”

“oh my god.” You gasped as his cock hit a certain spot. “jaemin fuck!” he fucked into that spot over and over. “fuck jaemin im gonna cum soon, please keep going.” He sped up, his hands coming up to your shirt, squeezing your boobs, pushing your knee up, hitting a different spot that made you see stars. “fuck im cumming!” you screamed, legs twitching as you came. “oh fuck let up princess, you’re too tight — gonna cum again.”

He could feel his orgasm approaching, your cunt squeezing his cock like a vice. “sh-shit, shit im cumming.” You felt his cock twitch twice before feeling his cum coat your walls. “oh fuck.” He sighed, holding himself up, looking down at you as you breath. “fuck princess.” He huffed. “you tired me out.”

You rolled your eyes; not liking that he rolled his hip, you whined due to overstimulation. “st-stop it.” You moaned. “m'sorry.” He smirked. “I’ll leave you alone for now princess.” You hissed as he slowly pulled out, watching his cum leak out after him. “so fucking hot.”

After laying there for about 15 minutes in silence, he turned to you, kissing your temple. “mine.” He whispered. “all of you.” He pulled out close. “is mine.”

you flipped your body around, so that your chin was resting on his chest. “I really should make you work for it na jaemin.” You teased. “should make you get on your knees and gravel.” He smirked. “I’ll get on my knees alright, but I won’t be graveling while im down there.” You felt his hand, coming dangerously close to your heat. “no you aren’t touching me down there anymore tonight I am exhausted.”

He sat up. “fine , let’s get you in the shower first, and then get you something to eat because sex and alcohol is quite literally barbaric to go to sleep on.” He helped you up. “look at you being a gentleman for once” he shrugged, kissing your lips, pulling away with a cheeky smile.

“that’s because you changed me.”

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[mxtantrights]

Bounded by blood and shadow (24)

azriel x magic!fem!reader

Cassian watches as the young children of the village run around Azriel. It makes him happy to see his brother so celebrated. He knows that all he’s gone through weighs on him heavily every day. Being here, being with you, helps relieve that pressure. All the anger and guilt that comes from his childhood before he came under the care of Rhys’ mother.

“It’s…nice. To see him like this.” Nesta says to him.

Cassian gives her a smile.

They both watch Azriel pick up one of the children and throw him over his shoulder. The shorter ones jumping up trying to reach, the ones on the taller side full on stretching their arms to get the little boy. Azriel laughs at the efforts.

“He deserves it.” Cassian adds.

“He always has.” Morrigan chimes in.

She tracks how the kids are rough housing him, but are being careful about his wings. They must know a lot about him, she thinks. They know about his wings. And they aren’t scared. They see his shadows and they aren’t scared either. One of the little girls is being chased around by a few of them. Morrigan’s face is laden with a smile.

“I was wondering where the three of you went.” 

They all turn around. There’s Amren. She’s standing there in a deep red cloth outfit. It’s hot in Sangri now. It never really reaches cold, even if they are basically an island. Cassian had complained about his leathers making him sweat buckets and ditched them about five minutes into the visit. He was supposed to look formal but he wasn’t about to sweat all over the place.

“We had to see it for ourselves.” Nesta answers.

Amren nods, “Well, we’re about to begin. So if you wouldn’t mind telling the shadow singer to wrap it up.” Cassian catches something in Amren’s tone. A thing he’s never heard from her before. Nerves. She’s nervous to talk to Azriel? That is not a sentence Cassian ever thought he would think. He would never say it out loud either. 

And with that Amren is walking away. Back to the palace. Morrigan and Nesta both cut and run, leaving Cassian to tell his brother. He scoffs at their childishness but he bucks up always. He walks slowly, and tries to come off as non-threatening as he can to the children. Azriel sees him coming and puts the little boy down on his feet.

“It’s good to see you brother.” Azriel says.

Then Azriel brings him into a hug. Cassian has almost always been the one to initiate hugs between them. It’s not like Azriel has never done it, it’s just a rare occurrence that usually only happens when one of them almost dies. Cassian smiles and squeezes his brother tighter. With a few claps on the back the two pull away from each other.

“We’re being requested to come inside.” Cassian says.

Azriel sighs, then he looks at the children, “I have to leave now.” There is a loud chorus of boos and awes from them. They all swarm Azriel to give him a hug. Cassian watches in amazement, it’s a sight he truly can’t believe. And then all the children disperse amongst themselves, some back to their houses and others down the road towards the common areas. 

“This suits you brother.” Cassian confesses. Azriel smiles at that.

-

You dismiss the palace assistants from the office. Really you hired them because it was too much work for yourself, but you also really needed more people with you inside the palace to get rid of the bad memories. When it was you just you, Amren, Azriel and the cooks it was still a bit to quiet for your liking. That’s why you went out of your way to look for any village people who needed a job.

But tonight didn’t really need to go off without a hitch. It was more so an informal homecoming.

The blood benders who left for the night court are back home for a couple of days. To visit family, to take a break from training, and to do whatever they please. And Rhys wanted to visit with the inner circle for diplomatic reasons, so he said. You think he has something else up his sleeve but you don’t want to push it. To show his face to your people and show support. 

You weren’t too fond of having Elaine here, but you’d have to put up with it. At least for a few hours. Then she could go on her way and you yours. 

A knock on the door tells you all you need to know. You told Amren to gather them and send them your way. 

“Come in.” You speak.

The door opens and they come waltzing in. Rhysand and Feyre arm in arm, Then Morrigan, Nesta and Cassian, then Elaine. Last to walk through the door is Azriel. You don’t miss the smile he sends your way as he does. And you can’t help the smile you send him back. He shuts the door and walks over to your side.

It’s in this moment you realize that they don’t know you’re married. Azriel hasn’t told them. And It’s pretty much known in the village so it’s not like it would suddenly be a topic of conversation. You highly doubt if they knew they wouldn’t come barging into this room and asking you about it. Here they are, sweet smiles and waiting for you to talk.

“I’m glad all of you made it here. I hope you’ll enjoy your visit.” You greet them.

“I already am. That ale is really good.” Morrigan answers you.

You smile, “It’s becoming great for out economy. We export to Summer and Day now.” 

“Well, I’ll be having some later.” Cassian adds.

“Seeing as this is a homecoming for the blood benders I sent three trunks of our favorite wines.” Rhysand says.

“That’s thoughtful of you.” You thank him for the gift.

“I hope you didn’t touch any of my wine, boy.” Amren speaks up.

“Don’t worry, we haven’t touched your things since you left.” Feyre answers her.

Amren makes a face at that, but nods nonetheless. 

“And I’m here to propose a new idea to you, empress.” Rhysand speaks again.

“Go on,” you say.

“Since you are graciously lending us your blood benders for the war, I was wondering if you would like some fae.” 

It throws you off. It knocks you off balance completely. You lean back on the desk and cross your arms over your chest. You can tell your eyebrows are furrowing, meeting tightly in the middle, based on the tension there. Fae in sangri? Huh. It’s not like the blood benders were sharpening pitchforks and lighting fires because of Azriel and Amren. But more of them?  Why? “Is there any particular reason why I would want fae?” You ask him.

Rhysand clears his throat and loses the smirk on his mouth. This isn’t going to be good. Whatever the hell is about tumble out of his mouth is going to be the opposite of good, you assume. Feyre’s hand brushes up and down his upper arm. She’s comforting him. What is he about to say?

“Well it would seem that, uh, after relocating to the night court that one of your blood benders has coupled up with a fae.” Rhysand answers.

“So you want to send fae here to encourage interspecies relationships? I never thought you were the type.” You tease.

Rhysand lets out a forceful laugh, “Well I am sorry about that. But I mean, it goes to show that you and Azriel would be welcome to the night court should he ever want to return.” 

The room goes silent. Amren lets out a loud sigh. You look over at Azriel. So that’s what this was really about. You liked having the blood benders return home. You also liked that your diplomatic relationship with Rhysand was becoming more positive. But this right here lets you know that he’s not just thinking of one thing all the time. The fae is used to tactical and political approaches. He wants Azriel back home. What foes it he nigh court without its spy master?

“I’m staying here indefinitely.”  Azriel puts quickly.

“And how are you supposed to work? I’ve given you months but we have to figure this out.” Rhysand replies. 

“I have figured it out. Effective immediately I am no longer the spy master of the night court.” Azriel answers. Your eyes widen and you turn to him. He looks at you, as serious as he gets, and doesn’t break eye contact. He did tell you that he would have to formally make this decision. But you didn’t think it would be today, you didn’t think it would be right now. You thought he might go home, visit with his family, maybe talk out some sort of deal. You were okay with whatever he wanted, it’s just that this seems to sudden. 

“Brother, we can talk about this.” Rhysand says.

You turn back. So does Azriel. You have half a mind to think Elaine would speak up and say that you were taking him away from his family. You look at her. She’s not even looking at you, or anyone really. She’s playing with a bracelet on her arm, gold and with red and orange charms on it. You look back to Rhysand.

“There’s nothing to talk about. I have given every inch of myself in your service, and I don’t need a thank you or a reward for it. But I do not wish to spend my whole life doing that.” Azriel states calmly. Cassian steps forward after that.

“Wait, so are you saying that you’re never coming home?” He asks.

Azriel steps forward to meet his brother face to face. He places his hands on his shoulders. 

“I will still visit the night court. I will still hang out with all of you. But, my place is here.” Azriel says.

“It’s what he wants.” 

At the sound of her voice, everyone including you turns to Elaine. You are surprised to say the least. She looks up from her bracelet at the group. You watch as she carefully looks all of them over, her eyes seemingly teary. You wonder why.

“I thought you of all people would say the opposite.” Amren says.

“Amren.” Morrigan chides.

“She’s right. I was against the two of them for so long,” Elain says and then she looks at you, “I really apologize for that. And for what I said to you that day. I see it now. I understand what it’s like to be called to someone that isn’t part of your world.” 

You nod your head, “Thank you for the apology.” 

Azriel places himself back at your side, a bit closer than last time you notice. 

“We respect your decision, Az.” Feyre says.

No doubt having to speak for all of them because Cassian and Rhysand don’t necessarily agree with it, but will say that they do for the sake of their friendship with Azriel. You slide just the slightest bit closer to Azriel, your arms brushing together. He leans in closer to you too. 

“If you send fae here, you’d have to come and visit them every once in a while.” You say.

“If I send fae here, you would have no use for them.” Rhysand responds.

“I guess that’s why being empress is useful. I could come up with a reason and everyone would go along with it.” You reply.

Rhysand looks at you then, shock on his face for the smallest of moments. You can tell. It disappears as quickly as it came but you saw it. He smiles at you and then bows his head. 

Morrigan claps her hands together, “Well I declare this meeting over, seeing as I have more ale to drink and a very short amount of time.” 

Amren opens the doors and leads the way out of the office. Feyre, Nesta and Morrigan leave first. Elaine right after them with a small look over her shoulder at you. Which leaves you, Azriel, Rhysand and Cassian in the office. 

“I can give you three a moment.” You say, trying to excuse yourself from the two males.

Azriel reaches for your hand with his. He stops you. You turn to face him fully. He looks like he wants to say something but he can’t quite get the words out You knew he wasn’t one to openly talk about his feelings so easily. You don’t want him to regret not telling his brothers how he feels. 

Cassian playfully scoffs, “Can’t keep your hands off of her, can you?”

“My wife—“ Azriel starts.

“Your what?!” Cassian’s booming voice sounds.

“I knew it.” Rhysand smirks.

“You didn’t know shit.” Azriel scolds teasingly.

“Oh, but I did. The blood benders that came to the night court spoke about it on the first night.” Rhysand answers.

You wince, completely forgetting that they could say something. It’s not like you swore them to secrecy.

“So why weren’t we invited to the ceremony? I mean, kind of mean if you ask me. I could have been best man or whatever the humans call it.” Cassian jokes.

You look at Azriel, “Maybe we should just tell them.” “No, no. I like the confusion.” He answers you.

“What’s she talking about?” Rhysand asks.

You nudge Azriel with your elbow, and he groans. You turn to the two other males in the room. 

“When he drank my blood, in front of all of you. That was it. That’s when, technically, we got married.” You answer.

Cassian and Rhysand stand there in shock, confusion and a secret third thing you can’t put your finger on. You watch as they look between you and Azriel, their eyes darting back and forth. The room is silent for a few moments. 

“As soon as we tell Mor, she’ll want to plan a whole wedding for you.” Rhysand states.

“And Feyre would no doubt love to host. Any picks for best man?”

Azriel laughs, “You two are incorrigible.”

Then the two of them look at you. 

Rhysand extends his hand out to you, “Welcome to the family.”

You take his hand and shake it, “Thank you.” When the two of you let go, Cassian cuts in between you and engulfs you in a hug. It catches you by surprise but you return the gesture. He lifts you a bit off the ground which makes you laugh. “Finally, someone else in the family who can kick his ass.” Cassian says.

“Untrue.” Azriel.

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[puppy-steve]

strawberry wine

real life has got me feeling stressed and uncertain so, naturally, i started thinking about a previous fic, which can also be read here

The kitchen’s dark, save for the light above the sink. Steve is elbow deep in soapy dish water when the radio on the china hutch behind him clicks on, a soft country ballad trickling into the quiet space. Arms wrap around his waist and Steve huffs a laugh as he reaches for the dish rag to dry his hands.

He turns in Eddie’s arms and is met with an expression that’s so open and full of love. It still catches Steve off guard sometimes, still not used to being loved by someone who proudly shows all of his emotions on his sleeve.

Eddie takes Steve’s hand in his as they sway in the dim light. Steve buries his face in Eddie’s shoulder and closes his eyes, letting him take the lead.

I still remember

When thirty was old

My biggest fear was September

When he had to go

The lyrics are like an arrow in Steve’s stomach. He grips Eddie’s shoulder tighter and presses closer to him as they continue to sway in the slow circle. Eddie just rubs a soothing hand up and down his back.

A few cards and letters

And one long distance call

We drifted away

Like the leaves in the fall

Doesn’t mention the tears seeping through his shirt or the way Steve’s shoulders wrack with silent sobs. Eddie presses a kiss above his hair and holds him tighter while he croons softly.

Strawberry wine and seventeen

The hot July moon, saw everything

My first taste of love

Whoa, bittersweet

“I don’t want you to go,” Steve admits against his shoulder, feeling a bit like a child throwing a tantrum. He thinks he’s allowed to be a little selfish when it feels like his whole world is being ripped away from him.

Robin’s transferring her community college credits to a state school after her gap year ends and the kids are a month away from graduation and starting their own college journeys.

Corroded Coffin’s been noticed. Their gigs at The Hideout have been growing ever since Eddie’s name was cleared and the murder charges were dropped and there was an actual scout at their last one. Talked to the band and showed them a pretty picture of fame and fortune.

And a way out of this cursed town.

And Steve? Steve has no idea where he’s headed in life. He gave college a try three separate times after Vecna and dropped out each time after a semester. Too stupid to understand what his professors were talking about and unable to keep up with the workload while also working full time.

What good is he if the world isn’t ending? If he isn’t being the protector, the body they need when shit goes sideways (it always goes sideways.) His parents were at least kind enough to pay off the mortgage and cover the utilities for at least a year before they fucked off to God knows where, but once that’s up? Family Video only pays so much and he’s definitely not being paid to drive the brats around every weekend.

“I know,” Eddie says, because they’ve already talked about it. The band’s been invited up to Chicago to meet with label executives next month to let them hear some samples of their music, and that means the possibility of signing a contract and finally getting their big break.

Steve is so, so proud of him.

He’s also so, so lost.

They’ve stopped dancing. Eddie is still running his fingertips along his spine comfortingly. Steve sniffs and pulls back just enough to look at him. His boyfriend has opted for a flannel over a band t-shirt today. Steve fiddles with the collar and doesn’t meet Eddie’s concerned eyes.

“But you have to go.” He sounds like he’s trying to convince himself. “I can’t hold you back from something you’ve waited your whole life for.” He gives Eddie a smile that doesn’t reach his eyes. “Corroded Coffin is your baby.”

Eddie cups his face and frowns. “You’ll always come first, you know that, right? Even if I’m on the other side of the world, as soon as you say the word, I’ll come right back to you.”

Steve does know that, and it scares the absolute shit out of him. Being loved so completely and unconditionally. It’s been almost three years and he’s is ashamed to admit he’s still waiting for the other shoe to drop, for Eddie to wake up and realize he could do so much better than a washed-up has-been who peaked in high school.

For him to realize that Steve Harrington isn’t actually a good dude after all.

But he wants this thing with Eddie to last longer than three years. He wants forever with him and he can only hope that Eddie wants the same. So he swallows down his insecurities and self doubt and leans into Eddie’s space, pressing their noses together and taking the lead of the dance this time.

“I promise not to call too often, then.”

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[sunkissed-zegras]

Nika with Paige’s little sister, that’s all I’m thinking about 😫

─ warnings | SHORT AF! just fluff! mention of jealousy, nothin' else :)

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you and paige would be really, really close because you guys are so close in age

you guys are practically twins BUT because is the older one, she is the more protective one

especially when it comes to love interests - oh my lord, bless all your previous partners who have had to meet her (and then had to deal with her AFTER your breakup)

she like the last person your partner meet because she WILL give them the "if you hurt her..." talk. she INVENTED that talk

but of course she isn't overbearing about it, she just doesn't wanna see you get hurt yk

anyways, you met nika through paige obviously and just like that, yall clicked and became just as close as her/paige (if not more)

i feel like nika would be the first to catch feelings but it wouldn't occur to her that they were romantic feelings at first

she's like "wow! i really enjoy being around y/n and i miss her a weird amount when she's not with me... and i HATE when she brings up her love interests... or when people try to flirt with her... OH wait"

it kinda just clicks in her mind when she starts getting unreasonably jealous when people flirt with you at parties

and of course it takes her a little while for her to realize like... her feelings were def not just platonic

with you, you thought nika was GORG from the beginning and thought she was like a goddess who graced you with her presence

but you didn't catch feelings as quick as nika, it kinda took a while because in your head, you weren't exactly nika's type

but nika wasn't the best at hiding her obvious feelings for you so when you finally put two and two together, you were first very CONFUSED then it turned into flattery

then more confusion cus WHAT.

nika felt guilty because you were paige's sister and it was kind of like betraying her in a way

cus you were paige's little sister and she knew how she acted with your partners

that was the main reason why it took you both a while to admit your feelings - both of you were anxious for paige's reaction

now all this tension came to a boiling point after a very exciting game for nika, you were obviously in the stands cheering her on

and after a very exculariating win, the first thing she wanted to do was see you

then seeing you turned into kissing you

so yeah... she kissed you, which you happily recipoticated

after that, it was all a blur - you both were just so high off one another that paige wasn't even an concern anymore

and after that, you guys became closer than ever which didn't go unnoticed by paige

of course, she confronts you

you tried to lie to her but ended up fessing up because paige knew you too well

then paige GOT PISSED AND CUT YOU BOTH OFF

jk ofc not

paige is not like that at all - first of all, she was not even surprised because she knew you too well and she knew it was bound to happen

she was so sure it would happen, she took bets with kk and azzi on how long it would take for yall to get together (and of course, paige won cus she's just like that)

you and nika were all like oh! so we wasted months of being scared of telling paige only for her to react not only well, but generally very excited for you two?

but yaya! happy ending!!!!!!

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Annoyed Series

Jongho

Pairing- Jongho x Named Reader

Word count- 1.1k

Includes- Everything is consensual, slight angst, wall sex, semi public sex, passionate sex, fluff

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"Hmmm I think San could", my best friend giggles to Wooyoung

I clench my jaw, glaring at their backs, so annoyed as I hear her answer to Wooyoung's absurd question- Who does she think can fuck her the best out of the eight of us

Where he comes up with these questions is beyond me as is why she's answering it

"Really?", Wooyoung asks, "Not Jongho?"

"I don't think Jongho is that kind of guy"

What kind of guy?

She doesn't think I can fuck her really good?

"Yeah he's a total prude", Wooyoung laughs

"Yeah", she agrees, shocking me

And I've had it

Getting up, I stride over to the couch they're sitting on

"Jo, I need to talk to you", I say agitated

"Are you ok?", she asks concerned

"Yeah, just come with me"

She shrugs at Wooyoung, then stands up following me out of the dressing room and into an empty one

"What's up Jongho?", she asks

I turn to her, pushing her against the wall, "You really think I'm a prude?"

Her eyes widen, "You heard that?"

"It was hard not to hear with how loud Wooyoung was", I snap, "Do you really think I couldn't fuck you the best out of the eight of us?"

"I uh...I don't know Jongho. You're not exactly....passionate about a lot of stuff"

Just because I don't show it doesn't mean I'm not

And if it's one thing I'm passionate about, it's her

My best friend and the girl I fell in love with when we were twelve

And she has no idea and apparently thinks I'm a prude

I'll show her

"Then let me prove it to you"

"Uh what?", she asks, shocked

"Let me prove that I can fuck you the best"

"Jongho...I uh.."

"What's the matter? Scared?"

"Scared?", she snorts, "Of what?"

"That you won't be able to get enough after I'm done with you"

Her mouth drops in shock

"I'll fuck you so good you'll only want my cock in your cunt from now on"

I swear the utter disbelief in her face would be comical if I wasn't so annoyed

I raise my eyebrow at her and she nods, "Yes"

Good

Pulling her to me, I kiss her, fireworks going off in my vision

She moans, kissing me back, letting my tongue in and play with hers

Her arms move around my neck and I bend down, picking her up, her legs wrapping around my waist

Leaning her against the wall, I reach under her skirt and tear at her panties, ripping them off her

Her hands slide down my shirt, getting to my belt and undoing it, then my pants

I pull my pants and boxers down enough to free my dick, pushing against her

"Fuck so wet already", I smirk against her lips, "I didn't even touch you yet and your soaked for me"

She nods, leaning her forehead against mine, "Please Jonghie, fuck me"

Aligning my cock to her hole, I push in but I go slow

I want her to feel my whole cock going inside her

I go in a little at a time, impaling her on my cock, her tiny pussy spreading just enough to wrap around me

"Oh fuck", she cries

"You feel me baby?", I murmurs, "Feel how hard you make me?"

She nods, "Yes Jonghie. Please all of you. Want all of your big cock"

"You'll get it baby", I assure her, stretching her cunt wide open

I finally get all inside, reveling in the pulsing her wet pussy is doing, a hum of pleasure running through my body

Pulling back, again I go slow, making sure she feels every inch of my dick leave her

She shivers against the wall, leaning her head back against it, moaning loudly

I leave my head inside her, then slow but hard I push my cock back in

I bottom out, my head stroking her spot, making her pussy water around me

I continue to move, thrusting slowly but powerfully, deeply, listening to her pretty moans, the bliss increasing

"Fuck you feel so good. I knew you'd feel this good"

She nods, whimpering, "I knew you'd feel this good Jonghie. I knew it"

Her words register, making me smile

Seems like I'm not the only one who thought about this

"Yeah? You knew?", I ask, burying deep inside with each stroke, feeling her spasm and cream my cock, sucking me back in

She nods, moaning my name

"I'm gonna fucking wreck you just like this", I murmurs, "Make you feel every inch of my cock. Ruin you for any cock but mine"

"You already did", she moans, her eyes opening and looking at me

I'm shocked to see the love in them

"I love you", I confess, surprising myself

She smiles, touching my face softly, "I love you Jongho"

Then she's kissing me passionately and I fall into her kiss

Holding her tightly, I keep moving my hips, rolling slowly into her clenching pussy, loving how drenched she's leaving me

Her hole throbs harder, squeezing the life from my cock as I fuck her against the wall

"Gonna cum for my cock?"

"Yes", she moans between kisses, "Gonna cum in my pussy?"

I nod, "Fill you right up jagi"

God, I'm so close

"Then tonight, I'm taking you home and fucking you all night. Eat this pretty cunt. Let this pretty mouth suck my cock. Then fuck you open again and again"

"Yes, fuck", she whimpers, "Tonight and every night"

I murmur in agreement

"You're mine Jonghie and I'm never letting you go"

"Don't Jo. I only ever wanted to be yours. I won't let you go either", I promise her, "I love you"

"I love you", she says, her lips against mine, her words washing over me

I thrust hard into her cunt, my head smashing her spot and she moans my name as she cums

"Jongho!"

Ecstacy blasts in my vision, pleasure running right to my cock and I moan her name, coming into her orgasming pussy

She tugs and milks my cock, feeling utterly good

I hold her tightly as we both ride the pleasure, watching how beautiful she is as she cums

I can get used to seeing this

When it ends, she smiles softly at me, then kisses me again

"Think we should go back?", she asks after we pull away

"I don't want to but yeah we probably should"

I put her down and we fix ourselves the best we can

I pick up her tattered panties and put them in my pocket

She giggles, "Perv"

"You're perv", I shoot back

"Yeah", she giggles, taking my hand

Once we get back to the dressing room, Wooyoung look up at us grinning

"Guess the answer to my question is Jongho"

"Shut up", I say rolling my eyes while she laughs

She glances over at me nodding, as I smile at her, "Yeah, it's Jongho"

#choi jongho fanfic #jongho fanfic #ateez jongho smut #choi jongho smut #jongho smut #ateez fanfic #ateez smut

[valerieace]

I don’t understand, but I luv u.

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—(엔하이픈) — the boys had surprised valerie just to prove how much they cared, then suddenly, it hit song valerie like a baseball after she realized how much the boys have done for her and would do for her.

(ok most of this is just enhypen and valerie finally getting along with each other.)

(𓈒⟡₊⋆∘) valerie was anticipating that the seven boys would suddenly burst open their door and she would be shaken in her boots, not a single clue what to say if they just had suddenly came to the dorms.

and the perfect timing, hani proceeded to go to the convenience store leaving valerie all by herself. valerie curled up into a ball while staring at the door of the shared dorm, looking away for a tad bit until she would glance back sharply if she heard the slightest footstep.

valerie would wonder to herself, “what would hani do?” this was val’s mindset, she looked up to the older girl so whenever she didn’t know what to do, she would think what her practical sister would do.

valerie looked at the door once again, feeling disappointed, she stood up from the cold hard floor and gave up. “I guess they won’t be coming back any soon.” val landed on her feet and gained her balance again, she shook off the dust from her oversized hoodie and walked back to her room.

until… she had heard keys rattling and the door suddenly opening.

she gasped in a mix of excitement and uneasiness, running to the door and opening it. she stuck her head out of the door and saw not a single soul, was she that desperate to see another person she started hearing things?

valerie thought to herself, this time, she was greeted with disappointment actually. “you blew it val… they aren’t coming back right now…” she said to herself, until she heard footsteps behind her back.

she swiftly turned around…

and her eyes met with seven boys who had a cake, being held by heeseung reading out “we are glad your our member, val.”

“valerie!” heeseung smiled, showing her the cake. “thank you for being a good member to us for the past.. what… one week? I know things have been a little fast and we couldn’t get the opportunity to know each other more… but you’re someone who we know we can trust immediately ! thank you; thank you for keeping up with our idiotic and chaotic mess(es).” heeseung grinned like a little child, proud of what he said.

“valerieeeee !! we really think your the coolest member and we feel bad we couldn’t really talk to you and get to know you more despite the fact we were close with hani during I-land… your a great person and we hope you don’t really hate us because of how nonchalant you are sometimes.” jake beamed, but jungwon had elbowed him for the last sentence.

“thank you for being apart of our team, valerie.” jungwon gently handed the cake to the stunned girl that was cheesing so hard at the fact she realized how much they cared. “thank you guys. I didn’t realize you guys cared that much to get me a cake just because you noticed I was anti-social.”

“of course val, you're special to us— jay why the actual fuck are you crying?” sunghoon grinned ear to ear until his eyes landed on the sentimental jay who felt emotional after he heard everything heeseung and jake said.

“come on bro! men have emotions too…” jay wiped the tears flowing down his cheeks while everyone started laughing at his jokes, “yah! look at val noona! she’s gonna start crying! their faces are identical right now!” ni-ki pointed out. “riki! I’m gonna kill your japanese ass!” valerie chuckled.

heeseung was laughing a bit too much and next thing you know, he almost dropped the cake.

“HEESEUNG HYUNG! COME ON YOU SCARED THE HELL OUT OF US!”

“shut up! you try laughing while holding a cake..” heeseung pouted, defending himself. “hyung, by the sound your laughing, it doesn’t even sound like laughing anymore, your cackling.” ni-ki said, everyone realizing how heeseungs laugh sounded like a high pitched horse.

“YAH! RIKI-YAH!”

“jungwon’s been awfully quiet.” sunoo noticed while everyone turned to the leader, jungwon was zoning out until he realized all eyes were on him. “oh? what?” jungwon’s hand landed on his nape, confused on what was going on. “the guys on a different planet.” jake pointed at his boba eyes that looked like it had not a single thought behind those eyes.

“It’s kinda cute!” valerie pouted, showing them how cute his big eyes were and how they sparkled. “oh look at me val! I have them too!” jake widened his eyes and blinked x1000 times. “there’s a difference jake.”

“oh well thanks.”

“wait wheres hani?” jay asked in confusion, looking around the spacious room for the co-member. “she’s at the convenience store, she left awhile earlier.” valerie informed jay, and the guy made a “o” shaped mouth in realization. “definitely not. she’s dating someone.” sunoo said, gossiping.

“WHAT?”

the seven of them said in unison, obviously not informed. “isn’t it obvious?”

“she’s dating that anton guy from riize,” (let’s pretend riize was a group in 2020. 🫶) “wait… you guys didn’t notice? didn’t you see her always hang out in sm entertainment?” sunoo put a hand on his mouth, shocked that no one noticed.

“okay, this calls for gossip time!” val announced and everyone agreed.

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by the time hani arrived, the seven of them confronted hani while sunoo watched from afar. alas, gaining a scolding from his noona since he had snitched to everyone in the group.

everyone in the group decided to sleep at val’s and hani’s room because it was the most spacious and biggest out of all 9 of them.

all of them were snuggled together in a shared couch, somehow, they agreed to watch a horror movie. after valerie prepped the popcorn, she was originally seated beside jake. but there was a vacant spot near sunoo so sunoo signaled her to go next to him.

val made her way to sunoo until she felt a gentle hand softly hold her hand, it was jake. “don’t try to go and leave me, val. you sat beside me first.” jake looked at her with pleading eyes that sparkled brightly. “please, you were mine first.”

valerie knew he meant that she was his first to sit beside next to, but the way he had worded it made valerie get a soft tingly feeling in her stomach.

“oh.. uhm okay.” valerie was skeptical, but jake had that golden retriever smile that made her feel at ease.

as soon as she sat down, jake laid his head on her shoulder. getting comfortable, trying to focus on the horror movie and not on valerie.

every time a scary part came on the scream, or when it wasn’t even scary, jake used it as an excuse to hold valeries hand. “your hands are soft.” jake whispered in her ear.

jake. you will be the death of song valerie.

thinking of @ valerieace . . ?!

I got a tad bit lazy at the end but I swear next chapter will literally just revolve around jake !!!! swear guys 😅😅😅😅 thank u for reading mwah mwah 😍

#enhypen #enhypen polyamorous #enhypen poly #enhypen au #enhypen fanfic #enhypen x reader #enhypen 8th member #enhypen female member #enhypen x you #enhypen x y/n #enhypen ot7 #enhypen 8th female member #enhypen imagine #enha x reader #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fluff #enhypen soft hours

[rory-multifandom-mess]

New (not really) Murder Drones Au!

This AU is called the Mercy Drones AU, created by my lovely boyfriend who gave me permission to share this to Tumblr! I helped with some of the concepts and the name!

Basically, while the humans were testing stuff out with Solver, they also made the "Mercy" program, an anti-virus for Solver. With episode 7 and the introduction of the patch, we kind of made it one in the same. anyway

The Mercy program is the result of the patch warping the solver mutation's genes/coding and essentially "purifying" it. Instead of bat wings, Mercy Drones have moth-like wings made of solar panels that sprout from their backs. Instead of mouths at the end of their tails, they have a strange, claw-like hand at the end of their tail. Nothing they "gain" from this mutation is organic. When they go full-Mercy mode, their 'screens' turn purely the color of their LEDs. These drones thrive in the sunlight

Wing shapes aren't always the same and can be based off of any moth species.

Within this AU, Thad has the Mercy Mutation, along with Alice and Lizzy (though hers is Dormant and has remained dormant thus far.) Lizzy and Thad got it from their late mom Izzy, who was once a zombie drone alongside Nori, Yeva, and Alice. (Thad's wings are based off of Luna moth wings, Lizzy's would be based off of Maple (or pink lemonade) moth wings)

The thought of this AU came up because I was losing my fucking mind over how much wasted potential Thad had, mostly focusing on episode 2. He got grabbed by Solver, and while All of the other worker drones it grabbed died immediately, he didn't, and it even acted scared when he threatened it and I was screaming about how it made no sense and there had to be more to Thad because of this.

In the au, this interaction with Solver activated his Mercy programming, fighting off Solver's influence. Soon after this, he did the ol "transformation" thing (see image), and it was during Episode 4 that he finally learned how to use the abilities the Mercy programming used. He wasn't in the bus, bro had to cling to the top of it as they went home.

In this au, Solver not only sent the DD's to Copper-9 to kill the drones but also to hunt down any Mercy Drones who were left there to neutralize the only threat to it's ultimate goal

I never got around to fully coloring this, but the outer "rim" of the wings are silver, and the inside of the wings are dark green, which looks more like a bright mint green in the sun. The inside wing colors change depending on the drone (For example, it would be dark brown in the dark and orange in the light for Alice)

When Mercy Drones are depraved of exposure to sunlight for long (and I mean long) periods of time, they grow sluggish, tired, and weak. For this reason, when Alice realized she would never see the sun again, she permanently removed her wings.

Some abilities include- - Drawing sun rays collected by their wings to create light daggers - Magnetizing their fingertips - Can create other things (from shields to drone repairs) out of their harvested energy

If you have any questions, my ask box is open!! (Extra doodles are under the cut)

The transformation is incredibly painful, hense the pool of oil in front of Thad here. He threw up because the pain was so agonizing.

The ending of Episode 4

Me? Planning on writing both of these and posting them on AO3? Noooo (yes. yes I am. stay tuned)

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[franzkafkagf]

Hi! Sorry for bothering you but I’m curious ,what are your thoughts on Otto and Alicent’s relationship? Because I think we have the same vision .

Have a good day/night !

omg not a bother at all! i love talking about my favorite blorbos <3

i mostly look at alicent's and otto's interactions with the lense of how alicent treats aegon later on (because he is most like her- it's so obvious). turns out the poison drips through.

young alicent only had otto, they seemed to be quite close too. it seems that she doesn't seem to have any other adult influences in her life -> once he left, she latched onto another male adult influence; larys strong (yuck!!!)

war of the foxes – richard siken

otto is a second son- set to never inherit anything and remain irrelevant. he obviously can't have that, so he rises through the ranks; no matter the cost. He goes to the point of sending his daughter into the bed chambers of the king (in the book he also had her sent to actual geriartic pervert jaehaerys, yuck!) he is very similar to petyr baelish; a scheming social climber

marrying alicent off was the means to an end to see his blood on the throne -> he does say there will be war if rhaenyra ascends because he thinks the realm won't accept a woman. i do think he somewhat believes that, but seeing his own blood on the throne is his main goal, alicent is the vessel for that dream.

so what does he do? he scares alicent, he scares her by saying her sons will be sent to the wall or will be murdered or another horrible thing. he makes weary of rhaenyra, makes the two girls (then women) grow apart more and more. he needs alicent to act like he does, think like he does.

and what does alicent do? she played her role perfectly. she does what he asks her to do, how could she not? he is her father. the cycle continues, she subjects her kids to the same abuse and fears her father subjected her to; it's the only love she knows.

what does aegon do? he turns into a mess, whoring and drinking all day, weary of responsibility. alicent can't understand. why isn't he like her? why did he grow into what she wanted him to grow into? why isn't he like her? i once saw somebody on here say (i can't link the source; can't find it, sorry!):

she was a stradivarius in her father's hand. aegon is a dull knife in hers.

#house of the dragon #hotd #alicent hightower #otto hightower #aegon ii targaryen #asoiaf #hotd meta #a song of ice and fire #otto x alicent #alicent x aegon #aligon #omg this was so much fun to put together <3 #aegonposting #ales.txt #thank you! #beloved moots #asks #comparatives #words #richard siken

[spenglersweetheart]

Helloooo! I was wondering you could do your own take on the following! Totally cool if you don’t feel comfortable doing a prompt I’ve already asked another (I really liked theirs I just love seeing people different interpretations of things 😅)

What about an AFAB! X Egon where reader is harassed on the street while waiting for the guys. They walk out and spot reader being harassed and are surprised at how nonchalant reader is about the whole experience, like reader just thanks them for getting the person away before continuing on with their plans and leaves the guys dumbfounded. The guys question reader later on and they explain that it’s pretty common for fem presenting people and that they’ve had to deal with it basically ever since they started developing. Maybe you could add that Egon pulls them aside and tries to fuss over them and stuff.

no you're honestly so real for that bc i do it too actually for the same reason !! i love different interpretations! i'll do it for you.

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You Shouldn't Have to Go Through That

Egon Spengler x Reader

WARNINGS : mentions of harassment / being harassed

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OF COURSE YOU WOULD ALWAYS RUN INTO MEN TRYING to harass you, to beg to try and date them when you weren't interested in doing so. It's happened for a long time, but it's become more persistent ever since you moved to New York. Though, you were pretty good at just ignoring it. You were good at ignoring them, even scaring them off if need be.

You were actually outside because the boss claimed they felt "uncomfortable" with how you presented yourself. Although you presented feminine, you didn't really like the feminine things, and getting messy when it came to ghosts was how you liked doing things. But, that was okay, though. You searched outside for any activity out there.

A group of guys walk up to you. You actually had been using the PKE meter. You were knelt down on the ground when they saw you. There was a guy, dark hair, probably the same height as you, if you stood up. He was flirting, or rather, making very inappropriate comments to you. That was bold.

You kept busy with the job you were handling. You acted like you didn't even hear them. And you could tell in the man's voice that the more you ignored him, the more impatient and angry he was with you.

You look at the meter, almost excited to tell the others and when you tried to leave, that same guy grabbed your wrist, pulling you back. You look at him with your eyes narrow. You're staring right into his evil eyes.

"I wasn't finished talkin' to you," he said, "and you have the audacity to ignore me when I'm trying to talk to you."

"Let me go," you growl.

"Oh? So you do talk," the man replied, "Then you should answer me when I'm talking to you."

"I don't have to do jack shit," you told him.

The guys had walked back outside to tell you their findings. They see the man that held onto your wrist, seemingly having a stare down with the guy. But you must've said something else because him and his friends started to walk off. Your friends had walked closer, so when Egon witnessed the guy spit in your face and call you a name, he intervened.

"Hey! Go! Leave her alone," he ordered.

He turned to you as you wiped the spit from your face, your nose scrunching up. You look up at Egon. "You find anything?"

"Did I── Y / N, you just got harassed by a group of guys and the first thing you think about is did we find a thing?" Egon asked.

"Well, yeah," you answer, "so did you?"

It was small, but you could see Egon's eyes soften up. Just a little bit. "Egon, when you look like me, you get used to people harassing you every day," you explained, it's normal. I'm not even fazed anymore."

"Yeah, but still ..." Egon trailed off, "You shouldn't have to go through that."

"Well, the harsh reality is that I do," you told him, "Now, did you find something or not?"

They all start walking to the Ecto-1. Egon looks down at you to answer your question. "Something is in there alright. It's hiding itself," he answers, "You?"

"Didn't find anything but the meter sensed a presence," you replied.

You look up at Egon. You can tell that he's still thinking about the whole ordeal. A sigh escapes your lips. "If it makes you feel better, Egon, you can stand out there with me next time," you told him.

"I think I'll do that," he says.

#ghostbusters #egon spengler x reader #egon x reader #spence's small fics #iminyoursockdrawer

[redxwater]

Waiting Room (Chapter 3)

Leon Kennedy x F!Reader

Content warning, this chapter contains : depression, anxiety, self sabotaging, and mentions of self harm.

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3

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2 weeks later

“She’s nice Leon, don’t take things out on her. She’s worth something, trust me” Claire shares her feelings with Leon. “She makes breakfast and dinner for me” he says a bit uncomfortable. “I know, do you eat it?” The brunette asks softly. “Uhm, yeah mostly. Not because i want to, but i feel bad if i don’t.” He says in a bit of a small voice. “You’re doing good Leon i’m proud of you. have to go i’m sorry, i will text you, love you” Claire says with a smile on the other line. “Love you too C, say hi to Sherry for me” he says and hangs up.

He makes his way to the kitchen where he sees a nice sandwich on a plate with a small note next to it. ‘Morning :)’ he reads. He’s a bit overwhelmed every time you offer him things and try to help. He’s scared of fucking it up.

Leon only has 2 classes today and they’re both easy ones. He isn’t paying a lot of attention, he’s trying to figure out how to be friends with someone.

“Claire i’m really scared of fucking this up i don’t know how to do this” the blonde texts while on the toilet between his 2 classes. “Relax, if it keeps bothering you then you go talk to her.” they have a lot of contact, sometimes Claire wishes she had a bit less weight on her shoulders, but she knows he needs her. For now. “Okay” he just sends the text and goes back to class.

“Leon i got-“ you start as you walk into the dorm after classes and see Leon sitting on the small couch looking a bit out of it. “You good?” You ask and put a some books down. “Hm? Yeah don’t worry” he stand up and walks to his room.

You are a bit confused but try to let it go, maybe he had a bad day. You start making some pasta for dinner, grabbing 2 plates and filling both. You put a bit less on Leon his plate, in the 3 weeks you’ve lived together you notice that he eats less if his days are bad.

Knock knock

“Yeah?” I sigh comes from Leons room. I open the door and he’s behind his laptop doing some homework again. “I got you some pasta” you say softly and lean against his desk after you put it down. “I’m not really hungry, but thanks” he says and just looks at the pasta. “Okay, if there’s anything you can let me know” you say and walk out. Leon just looks back at his screen and continues doing his homework.

You turn on the tv and eat dinner on the couch, after you do some dishes and wanna grab Leons plate. He doesn’t answer after a few knocks so you slowly open the door and see Leon at his desk passed out on his notes. You softly try to wake him by shaking him a bit. “Leon?” You say softly as he stirs and groans. He slowly sits back up and clears his throat. He ate a few bites of his pasta that’s now cold. “Come on, let’s go to bed” you say and help him to bed while he’s still tired. “Everything okay?” You ask again just to be sure, i mean you care after all. “Yeah” the blonde boy sighs and tugs the blankets over him. It’s a good thing he always wears pjs when he’s in the dorm. “Thank you” he says before dosing off. You see Claire is calling his phone that’s on his desk. You decide to pick it up outside his room.

“Hi Claire, it’s Leon’s roommate” you speak softly, trying not to wake the blonde. “Yeah hi! Everything okay with Leon? We usually call around this time” she speaks with a small bit of concern. “Yeah he’s alright, i mean i hope so. I think he’s just had a bit of a bad day” you say while closing his door almost fully. “Why did you pick up?” Claire asks curiously. “Oh right, he fell asleep on his desk so i just got him to bed. Barely ate his dinner either” you reply with a bit of a frown on your face. “Hm, yeah it’s been hard for him. I can’t tell you too much, that’s his thing.” There is a brief pause before she continues. “Leon doesn’t really have energy to make food or eat it sometimes, so thanks for making food for him.” the brunette on the other line sighs a bit. “It’s not a big deal, i don’t really know him but i’m sure he’s a good person.” You say softly. “He is, i promise” Claire speaks with a bit of delay. “Goodnight” you say and hang up hesitantly. You put the phone back on the desk and decide to go to bed too.

The night is weird, you think a lot and barely sleep. You wish you could somehow help Leon, maybe let him talk to you? But you know he won’t just tell you things. I mean why would he? The only time that you guys talk is in the morning or when you make dinner. Which is usually you talking, Leon just says things like : “oh yeah” “thanks” “dinner was good thank you” but more than that? No not really. You’ve seen Leon outside the dorms a couple of times in the last few weeks. You notice he’s always alone, always with his headphones on.

You wanna get closer with him, i mean you really don’t have any friends here. Although there is someone in some of your classes, Jill who’s really nice. But that’s more a classmate than friend.

3 am, you wake up from half an hour of sleep, which is more a nap. You walk to the kitchen and see Leon sitting on a counter with some water and his phone. He sees you and looks up before getting off the counter. “Oh, sorry didn’t mean to wake you” He says in a groggy voice. “You didn’t, can’t sleep for shit” you sigh and run a hand through your hair. “Why not?” He asks. He shows interest, and it’s a bit strange to you. “Oh nothing too bad, just thoughts” you say and fiddle with your hands a bit. “Yeah i get that” he replies with a small sigh. “What’s up with your hair?” You notice his hair has been getting long and has some big nots in it. “Oh.. yeah i never have time to brush it” he lies, it’s not healthy but you know that. You don’t judge, he can tell you stuff when he’s ready.

“Stay here” you say and rush off to your room to get a special detangle brush. “Sit” you point to the couch and he slowly walks over. “You don’t have to brush my hair” he says and doesn’t sit down yet. “Leon just sit down okay?” you tell him and he obeys. You slowly and softly brush his hair at 3 in the morning on the couch. It takes a while and you guys talk about random stuff.

“Did you have any pets at home?” You ask as you brush a part of his hair. “Uhm, i had a Dog at my parents. She was a border collie her name was Phoebe, but she died when i was 15. She was old” Leon tells her pretty comfortably. “At Claire’s place we have 2 cats Lilo and Stitch, they’re black and white cats.” He chuckles a bit. “Awww that’s adorable! I have a cat her name is Reggie, we thought she was a boy when we got her” i smile and keep brushing his hair. He relaxes a bit more. “So do you live with Claire?” You ask softly and start on another part of his hair. “Uhm yeah” he says a bit uncomfortable and you notice. “That’s nice, she really cares about you i can tell” you smile and don’t ask anything else.

After a long while you finish and his hair is smooth again. “Okay now flip your hair” you say and he shakes his head up and down. His hair looks nice, but a cut would be needed. “We can go to a hair dresser some time, if you want to of course” you offer and stand up from the couch. “Maybe, thank you. I’m gonna go to bed now” Leon says and goes to his room.

He’s a good person.

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[elegyofthemoon]

well. i finished ch 17 of hi3. but at what cost

#avil plays hi3 #tbf majority of me playing through hi3 just looks like This. #yes the acheron trailer made me get up and finish ch 17 #i. :( #the fight between kiana and mei was so painful :( #ok also i suck ass in the combat and i was so scared of having to restart #BUT I THINK I HURT MORE THE FACT THAT KIANA JUST REFUSED TO GIVE UP ON MEI #BUT MEIS ALSO DOING THIS BECAUSE SHES TRYING TO SAVE KIANA #AND THEY WERE BOTH FIGHTING TO STOP AND TRY TO SAVE EACH OTHER #MEI YOU SAVED KIANA BUT LIKE..... DONT YOU WANT TO LIVE ALONGSIDE HER.... MEI PLEASE #tbh. the way i was going through ch 17 for hi3. #kiana and mei remind me a lot of oz and gil's relationship back in pandora hearts but #now it makes me want to hit my head on a brick wall because #'wow. i really just gravitate tO THE SAME FUCKING MEDIA EVERY DAMN TIME AVIL STOP IT FFS' #also idk i was thinking about it too #mei tried earlier to use the herrschers powers to try and protect kiana but it wasnt enough. she failed that time #and with no other option to save her she just HAD to and it makes me HURT that this was her only option #IN HER HEAD. I BELIEVE IN YOU MEI I THINK THERE COULDVE BEEN ANOTHER OPTION HERE (IDK WHAT BUT I AM SOBBING) #sprawls on the ground #at least i can have an emotional break for a little bit.... hsr update so i can chill w that #and then when i finish catching up w that. then i go back to being hi3's punching bag #can i get off this train now? why'd i sign myself up for this (welt yang doomed me and then i got fucked over by everything else) #idk also the way that both mei AND kiana resorted to using their herrscher powers to stop the other. two stubborn people.... #but its done because they just... they just care so much and want to save the other #okay yeah we did beat each other up about it bUT STILL #MEI I BELIEVE IN YOU YOU CAN TURN THIS AROUND 😭😭😭😭😭 #anyways. glad i did. i have the worst stomach ache rn so i was Going through it #but my brain hit a reset so i feel normal now. save for the crying