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joelslastofus · 2 days

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[SUMMARY: Joel is secretly in love with Tommy’s girlfriend and comforts her while his brother is in jail.]

God, Joel didn’t know what the hell you saw in his brother or more so how the hell Tommy could get a woman like yourself.

Angst fluff protective Joel

Note: story inspired by @dancingtotuyo High Infidelity Series!

Eleven o’clock at night and here you were standing in front of Joel’s front door. Calling his cell with tears in your eyes hoping he would still be awake when thankfully the sound of his voice appeared on the other end.

“Hello”

“Joel? It’s me-“

“What’s wrong? Everything alright?”

“I um- I’m at your front door. I know it’s late but-“ before you could finish your sentence Joel quickly unlocked the door with a look of concern although he already knew why you were there.

“I’m sorry” you hung up your phone as you tried to explain what was going on.

“Tommy got arrested again and they’re not letting him go and-“

“Why didn’t cha call me? It’s late, I woulda gone to get you” he led you inside as you shook your head.

“I know Sarah’s asleep and he didn’t want me to tell you but I didn’t know what else to do” you sighed as you brushed your hands through your hair.

“The hell he do now?” Joel was growing tired of seeing how upset his brother was constantly making you. Every month there was something new that got him in trouble with the law yet he never seemed to learn a lesson.

“He got into a fight and used a knife and-“ you covered your face hiding your tears.

“The guys in the hospital but in critical condition and he’s just out of control-“ you began to hyperventilate.

“Alright, alright take a deep breath. Here take a seat” he grabbed a chair beside him quickly placing it next to you. Wiping your tears away you sat down as Joel sat in front of you leaning forward.

“Hey, look at me” unexpectedly Joel grabbed your hand, his deeps eyes giving you some kind of sense of peace.

“He’s gonna come out like he always does and everything’s gonna be fine, ya hear me? And the second he’s out, I’m gonna beat his ass” Joel tried to get you to laugh, a half a smile appearing on your lips.

“There she is” he whispered, a twinkle in his eyes as he looked into yours.

God, Joel didn’t know what the hell you saw in his brother or more so how the hell Tommy could get a woman like yourself. You seemed to be the complete opposite of him, while he was the trouble making hothead, you were shy, sweet and just trying to get him on the right path.

“I’m gonna call the sitter and you just sit tight, we’ll get goin’ in a few”

“But Tommy didn’t want you to know, he’s gonna get upset with me”

“Listen sugar,” Joel still held your hand in his.

“What Tommy says don’t go when his woman is out alone late at night tryin’ to fix things for him. Don’t worry, I’ll take the heat” he winked at you before getting up and calling Sarah’s babysitter.

The ride to the station had you on edge, reality not exactly feeling like reality in that moment. Tommy knew you were twelve weeks pregnant, yet it didn’t feel like he was taking it seriously. A wave of nausea hitting you making you quickly roll down the window causing Joel to look over at you.

“You alright?”

“Yes” you took a deep breath, you were far from alright.

Once arriving you sat down at a table while Joel stood behind you when Tommy was led into the room. The first sight of Joel and you knew Tommy was pissed, you didn’t even have a chance to defend yourself.

“Tommy-“

“God dammit, I ask you not to do one fucking thing-“

“Tommy she was worried” Joel quickly defended you.

“Besides, you expected her to travel all this way at this time alone? You should know better than that, brother” Tommy looked at you, a glimpse of remorse as he noticed just how upset you were.

“Tommy, this needs to stop” you whispered.

“Look, the guy came at me first-“

“You promised me there would be no more of this” you tried not to cry as Joel silently watched.

“Well I’ll be out of here soon and things will be better-“

“You’re not going anywhere, Miller” a cop walked in through the door with a paper in his hand.

“The man you stabbed just died, you’re looking at a manslaughter charge” you gasped placing your hands on your lips.

“Oh god” you stood up feeling queasy all over again, cold sweats rushing through your body.

“It was self defense!” Tommy yelled angrily as you felt your world spinning.

“God dammit, Tommy” you unexpectedly yelled slamming your hand on the table.

“The hell was I suppose to do?! Be a sucker?!” Tommy yelled back making you almost throw yourself at him until Joel caught you with an arm around your waist pulling you back.

“You selfish prick!” You screamed.

“Oh I’m selfish?! Am I really? Or is it you?!”

Once again angrily you threw a paper at him as Joel pulled you back again. The nerve of him to say all these things knowing the chaos he has caused.

“Go wait in the car” he whispered as Tommy continued to yell angrily.

“Go” Joel repeated before you finally walked out the door crying.

“The hell is wrong with you?” Joel snapped at him once you left.

“Oh please Joel, don’t give me this crap now”

“You got this woman constantly worried about you, tryin’ to help you!” Joel was angry and his brother could see it.

“Yeah well she don’t have to” Tommy shrugged stubbornly.

“She damn well shouldn’t, you sure as hell don’t deserve it” Joel spoke low before walking out leaving Tommy to think over his actions…or at least hoping he would.

Silently getting in the car Joel reached over placing his hand on your thigh. He didn’t have the words but he knew that look, you were fed up. Joel had seen his brother push away many women but with you it was different.

There was silence for some time, you leaned your head on the window as Joel took a deep breath.

“Im sorry my brother can be such an ass sometimes” as he spoke another wave of nausea hitting you, this time worse than before.

“Joel stop the car” you covered your lips with your hand quickly opening the door the second he stopped and ran to the grass.

“Shit” Joel whispered before rushing out beside you. Leaning forward you felt Joel grab your hair out of your face as you struggled to let anything out.

“You alright?” You slowly stood up straight and nodded, wiping your lips with a paper you had.

“Been a rough night” Joel continued, figuring that’s what made you sick before you shook your head.

“Joel….” You sighed figuring you should tell him the truth.

“I’m pregnant” you whispered without looking his way. He stood still for a moment looking at you in disbelief. Joel didn’t understand why in that moment he felt as if he had been punched in the gut.

“Does he know?” He asked low. You quietly nodded.

“God dammit Tommy” Joel whispered looking away, the fact that his brother knew you were pregnant and still let himself get into more trouble pissed him off.

“So he knew this and he asked you to travel here alone this late” Joel shook his head.

“We should get back, incase Sarah wakes up wondering where you are” you walked to the passenger seat not realizing Joel was behind you as you climbed in making sure you could get in safely until you sat down and noticed him beside you.

“I’m ok, Joel. Really” you smiled before he nodded and closed the door. Tommy wasn’t a bad man, but there were many differences in the two. Tommy had his ways of being a gentleman when you least expected it but for Joel, it was an automatic thing without thinking, even more so now knowing you were pregnant. You could already feel the difference in his actions around you the second he found out that you were pregnant. You wished Tommy had been this way with you.

“How far long are you?” Joel asked with his eyes on the road.

“I’m about to be thirteen weeks” your voice cracked making Joel look over at you to find you with tears looking down at your lap.

“Hey, it’s gonna be alright. You ain’t alone in this, you’re family” you appreciated Joels words but the truth hurt too much to ignore.

“Tommy..Tommy didn’t want this…..that’s why I’m the selfish one like he said in there” you wiped away a tear.

“I’m selfish because I want to keep the baby”

Joel frowned looking ahead as his hand tightened on the steering wheel. If his brother was in his face right now it would be Tommy’s face that would be dealing with his tightened fist. Tommy was so lost in his ways he had no idea how lucky he was to have a woman like yourself, how lucky he was to have you as a mother to his child. Tommy took you for granted and this only pissed off Joel. You looked over and noticed him lost in thought, his jaw clenched, you wondered what he was thinking.

“Seems like he’s the selfish one, ain’t he” he uttered low as you looked straight ahead.

“I have an appointment tomorrow-“ Joel quickly looked at you.

“You got someone who could go with you?”

“It was suppose to be Tommy, but of course-“

“I’ll go with ya”

“Joel no, you don’t have to. You have your own life and-“

“Give me a time and I’ll figure it out” you sighed knowing Joel wouldn’t give up, must’ve been a Miller thing.

“It’s at ten in the morning”

“Alright, I’ll pick you up at 9:30 and we go”

You had to admit, having company for this was definitely something you needed, you were now less anxious about the whole thing.

You hadn’t properly slept in days and you could feel your eyes growing heavy, before you knew it you had drifted off to sleep as Joel continued to drive.

“How ya feelin’?” He suddenly asked before looking over and realizing you had fallen asleep. Although he was supposed to drive you home the thought of you alone this upset didn’t sit well with him.

Once arriving to his house Joel carefully carried you out of the car, your head laying against his neck as he carefully made his way in.

“Mr.Miller” the sitter stood up rushing to help him with the door as he came in.

“You go on home, I got it from here. Thank you for coming on such short notice” Joel gave her a nod before walking towards his bedroom.

Gently he lay you down on his bed, your shoes slowly taken off before he slid your legs under the blanket. For just a moment you seemed so peaceful, a soft moan coming from you as you turned your head the opposite way.

“Tommy?” You whispered half asleep.

“Tommy, come to bed” you reached out for his hand as Joel took hold of it and very carefully lay down on the edge of the bed. Moving closer to Joel you lay your hand on his chest and took a deep breath as he delicately placed his hand over yours.

“I love you, Tommy”

Joel swallowed hard, his hand gently brushing hair out of your face as he leaned in and pressed his lips to your forehead…for just a moment Joel felt like you were his..

#pedro pascal #joel miller fanfiction #joel miller angst #joel miller x female reader #joel miller x f!reader #joel miller x you #joel miller x y/n #tlou fanfiction #the last of us fanfiction #joel miller fan fic

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anadiasmount · 1 day

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needy - jb blurb

quick sum: after a tiny argument takes place, your boyfriend panics at the idea of going to sleep when you’re in this state. not speaking or holding him like you do before bed. who could blame him? he was your needy and clingy boyfriend over all.

“goodnight…” you felt jude’s lips kiss your bare shoulder. you rolled your eyes knowing he couldn’t see you as your back faced him. it was a silly argument about him spending to much time on his video games rather than help you around the house.

his socks were everywhere, training gear left by the door, empty water bottles laid around, and many of his dishes laid out. it or course ticked you off because you spend so much time for everything to look neat and clean around your house. yet jude was acting like a teenager and claimed he forgets to do so.

you wanted to throw a huge rock at his head labeled an idiot for him to understand. but jude was jude and he tried to brush it off which infuriated you more. how many times would you have to tell him tell the message spread across his head? when would be understand that doing a simple task isn’t the end of the world?

you were being a tad dramatic, but in the end you’re just a girl. you had enough and lashed out, not wording even a single good night to him. if he wanted to act the way he did, then you could show the same. “are you still mad? you’re not gonna say goodnight?” asked jude who laid on his back, turning his head where you still faced your back.

jude would admit it and knew he was in the wrong here. and he apologized when he came to terms about it. you should’ve not had to repeat yourself after the first time. jude was raised better than that, and what ticked him off was now you telling him what to do. in the end you were just asking for his help and he felt a dick about afterwards.

“i love you y/n,” jude blabbered not getting a single reaction out of you. not a small twitch, change of breathing, or word. jude tried to fall asleep but he couldn’t. not when you weren’t holding him, or wished him a goodnight, or when you were this angry. this was his punishment. jude turned to his side wrapping his arm around you, but was taken at back when you removed his hand almost immediately. like a reflex.

“y/n-”

“it’s hot. don’t touch me.”

lies. it was not hot. it was so damn cold with the damn air fan on. he knew that by the small goosebumps that spread across your arms and the thick coated blanket on top you. “i want to hold you though,” jude frowned. “and i said i’m hot. leave me alone,” you pushed yourself way closer to the edge of the bed, trying to create a distance with you clingy boyfriend.

jude was making progress, you finally had spoken. but he was so far from where he needed to be. “baby… you’re not even gonna hold my pinky? like you do when i piss you off? or say goodnight?” jude asked stunned, well pretended to be stunned but it wasn’t working. you knew the tricks he had up his sleeve, and the regret he was feeling lost argument.

no word. no movement. no change.

“y/n.”

“what jude? what? i’m trying to sleep,” you whispered loudly, turning your head to look at him. “you’re not even going to say i love you? what if i die in my sleep?” jude said dramatically which made you flare your nostrils annoyed, taking a breather. “oh you’re being dramatic. what if i die in my sleep-” you turn your back to it’s original spot just to be cut off by jude.

“don’t say that! you can’t. i won’t allow it. you and me are endgame darling,” jude stressed, hating thinking about the idea of you not being here with him, but more so now when you were mad at him. “i can’t leave you alone till i hear you say good night and an i love you.”

“well then stay up… if you mutter another word i’m going downstairs,” you warn, sighing deeply and feeling your eye lids heavy. jude was hesitant, the unsure feeling returning in his chest as he saw your quiet body again. “can you please just hold me hand? i can’t sleep if i’m not touching you.”

“no.”

“y/n now you’re just being unfair,” jude said frustrated, “watch me,” you said bunching up your pillow and blanket and walking to the door, though jude was quick to get up and block the door. “i’m sorry! i’m sorry! i promise i won’t talk again! just get back in bed i don’t want you to sleep downstairs,” jude said fast, dragging you back to bed, being careful to not let you fall.

you wanted to laugh, but part of you wanted to drag this out long as possible. it was hilarious to see your clingy and needy boyfriend upset because you were mad. jude kept his promise, laying back down and faced away from you, feeling defeated and more disappointed in himself.

you had stayed up a little longer, knowing you were the same and could only sleep if he was holding you or vice versa. jude had fallen asleep and you knew that when he relaxed his shoulders. you quietly stirred over to where his back face you, careful to not wake him, or the plan would go to waste.

no matter what had happened, what was said and done, you weren’t going to sleep without wishing him a proper goodnight. or it be your turn to feel that pang of guilt in your chest at breaking a promise you swore together. you wrapped your around around his bare torso, peppering kisses onto his back to wake him up gently. “jude?”

“y/n? you okay what’s wrong?”

jude had turned immediately seeing your pouty face. “i’m not mad anymore. not unless you do that again then i’ll have your head and tell your mother,” jude stifled out a laugh, his chest warming in happiness when he saw you smiling. he hated when things got this extreme and he almost cried when you didn’t utter his favorite three words that came out your mouth.

“i’m sorry…”

“it’s okay… we’ll it’s not but you get the idea of it now right?” jude nodded knowing to what you referred to. you pushed yourself up and give him a proper good night kiss, jude humming in pure delight, the unnecessary weight leaving his shoulders as he shivered at your taste. “i can’t go to sleep without saying goodnight,” you said out of breath against his lips.

“and?”

“and what else?” you gave him a confused look, but you were teasing him knowing he wanted to hear the three words that finalized the wish goodnight.

“say it or i’ll be mad at you.”

“i love you jude,” you say shyly, giggling into neck and leaving a kiss there. “there she is… my pretty girl,” jude laughed with you kissing your head and pulling you to his chest, where he would finally be at ease after the stressful hour you put him through. it was no myth, and right now it felt right. exactly what you both needed.

“hold my pinky too. me holding you isn’t enough for me…”

#judey thoughts 5️⃣#jude bellingham x reader #jude bellingham blurb

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slutforslytherinx · 3 days

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slytherin boys headcanons: fight edition

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summary: this is how i imagine the slytherin boys would react if you got into a fight ꩜ .ᐟ

warnings: toxic behavior, asshole behavior, tom riddle being tom riddle, & fights.

includes: mattheo riddle, theodore nott, draco malfoy, lorenzo berkshire, & tom riddle. ౨ৎ

mattheo riddle:

okay let’s be honest… his defensive mechanism is insults. if he thinks your gonna hurt him, he decides he’s gonna do it first.

that being said, i feel like in the heat of the moment he would definitely say some hurtful stuff…

however, the second he sees your eyes getting watery, bro is rushing to your side and spewing out apologies!!!

“no no no, princess, please don’t cry. i’m so sorry, i didn’t mean it.”

would spend dayssss after the fight buying you expensive stuff and giving you his undivided attention! he feels like shit about it and wants to make it up to you.

you definitely are walking him like a dog for at leasstttttt a week after! ᯓᡣ𐭩

theodore nott:

passive aggressiveness. his sarcasm is on the highest level.

he’d honestly be super annoying and sarcastically agree with you just to rile you up😭

butttt if he sees your actually getting upset and hurt that he keeps avoiding talking maturely about to issue, he’d guiltily apologize and try to communicate better. (don’t expect him to be amazing at it though..)

“i’m sorry, mia cara. i’m not good at this stuff…”

i feel like he’d try to avoid you for a little bit after the fight because he feels guilty about it and sucks at expressing his emotions, but he’d eventually pull it together and come find you! ₊ ⊹

draco malfoy:

…. excuses.

he isn’t the best at taking the blame for his actions. he feels cornered when you approach him about it and try’s to make it seem like he wasn’t in the wrong.

if he sees that it isn’t working and he’s just making you even more upset, he’ll man up and apologize.

“i’m sorry, darling. it was wrong of me to do _____.”

he’ll feel guilty about it and buy you unnecessarily expensive stuff to show you he’s sorry😓 bro is putting his gringotts vault to WORK.

lorenzo berkshire:

he is DEFINITELY the best communicator on the list.

i feel like he’d stay calm about to whole situation and try to find a solution. honestly, he’d probably be the one calming you down.🎀

“it’s okay, sweetheart. tell me what you’re feeling.”

he’s not a fan of yelling so if he got really upset he’d probably just use his hands to accentuate his point.

if he was in the wrong, he’d do you’re favorite things with you and spend every waking second with you.

if you were in the wrong, he’d probably forgive you within 24-48 hours.

tom riddle:

….. where do i start.

he’s a silent seether, he’ll just being standing there with his jaw clenched as you try to communicate with him.😭

will somehow find a way to turn it on you and gaslight you into thinking you’re in the wrong.

honestly, he won’t apologize for whatever he did unless your so pissed that you ignore him for weeks.

only then does he swallow his pride and begrudgingly spit out a pitiful, “i’m sorry.” ʚɞ

#slytherin boys #slytherin boys fic #headcanon #blurb #harry potter #mattheo riddle #theodore nott #draco malfoy #lorenzo berkshire #tom riddle #slytherin boys headcanons

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scoutswritingcorner · 10 hours

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Borrowing The Chauffeur PT.2

Poly!Vee’s x GN!Chauffeur!Reader

Aka Part 2 of when Vox realizes that you are now chauffeuring Alastor now.

A/n: @aboyscriminalrecord COME HERE POOKIE- COME GET YOUR DINNER!! Also I know these three could kill Chauffeur Reader but I find it funny that they are all collectively simps and in their minds Reader can’t do anything wrong.

TW:Valentino, Chauffeur Reader kinda snaps, Vox being Vox and there is a verbal fight. All the Vee’s get horny for Chauffeur Reader being absolute feral. A LIL NSFW.

It took two weeks for Vox to realize that you were driving Alastor around the town and to say he was pissed was an understatement. He was beyond livid, so when he called you to the tower that night you immediately knew something was wrong. He never sounded that angry when talking to you, glitching every few seconds between his words.

When you arrived at the meeting room in the tower, you were met by all three of your bosses. You slowly walked over to the long table, “Do you know why we called you here?” Vox asked looking up at you as Valentino took a hit from his cigarette and Velvette was typing away on her phone. “..No Sir, I do not. Please enlighten me.” Vox growled his screen glitching and he threw his hands up in the air, “He thinks you're betraying us since you chauffeured Alastor around.” Velvette explained making you stop and had to reset your brain.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me.” You snarled out, rubbing at your eyes. Vox stopped and leaned back, all eyes on you as you rarely ever got angry like this, especially at them. “You called me at 4 in the fucking morning to yell at me, forced me to come here and now your throwing a fucking temper tantrum because THE Radio Demon, asked me to chauffeur him around a few days out of my work week?” You asked glaring at Vox, his screen glitching every few seconds from pure anger. “You shouldn’t have accepted!” He yelled back making you look at him like he grew two heads and then you looked at the other two at the table. “Are you two pissed off?” You asked moving closer to the table, this was a dangerous game you were about to play and it could be your afterlife on the line here.

“Nope, it’s not really a big deal-” Valentino hummed out as Velvette nodded and went back to her phone as you glared the TV man down, “So- with that out of the way. What in the actual fuck goes through your head? I’ve been loyal to you for decades Vox, is that not enough for you to think, maybe I’ll stay by your side for the rest of my afterlife.” You asked, venom lacing your voice as you slam your hands on the table. “Then why did he ask you? Why did you say yes?” He stood up, electricity pulsing around him, “Vox. Put yourself in my situation. I get home and I get woken up two hours later by the fucking RADIO DEMON at my door. I don’t have the power to stop him and I’d like to not die a second time.” You hissed out clenching your fists on the table, you so badly wanted to knock some sense into him but you took a deep breath, hands shaking.

Vox glared at you before sitting back down, “Do you know what that’ll do to your reputation? To OUR reputation?” He asked, making you slam your fists on the table, “Respectfully, Sir. I couldn’t give two shits right now. So when you stop throwing a damn temper tantrum, call me back. I’m going back to bed.” You snarled out before turning and storming out of the conference room.

The room was silent as the door slammed, Vox snarled and turned his attention to the sharks behind him. “...That was hot.” Valentino called out making Velvette roll her eyes, “Oh come on, Cariño. You’re gonna sit here and tell me that wasn’t the hottest thing that happened today?~” Velvette sent him a glare as Vox growled, silently fuming in his seat as he watched you storm out of the Vee tower through the cameras. “Fine! It was! I never knew they could snap back like that.” Velvette huffed out her cheeks turning a bright shade of red.

Satan be damned…he was hard.

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wreckedandpolemic · 18 hours

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white gold pregnancy scare blurb? 😍

your first pregnancy scare (i say first because let’s be real the two of you fuck raw and like rabbits) happens when you’ve been together about a year, not living together per se, but something close to it. you’re up to your neck in final deadlines for uni, and the last thing you need is your parents breathing down your neck for an entire month.

when your period is late, you aren’t that worried about it at first; you’re stressed, not sleeping super well, it happens. but then it gets to two weeks, and you start to panic, and random, freak sickness throws your world completely off-kilter. matty wakes to find you crying on the bathroom floor, in a total, uncontrolled downward spiral.

“oh, darling,” he murmurs, approaching you cautiously. “what is it? what’s wrong?”

you choke on a sob. “i think i might be pregnant,” you say quietly, deliberately staring at the floor and avoiding matty’s eyes as he wraps an arm around your trembling shoulders.

“okay,” he says after a beat. “are you sure?”

you shake your head. “no. i can’t— i don’t— i can’t be a mum. not right now, anyway. but i— i know you want kids, and it’s,” you pause, biting your lip even as you press into the soothing heat of his body. “i don’t want you to think i’m scared because of you.”

he kisses the side of your head. “we’re in this together, love. you and me, yeah? whatever you want to do, i’m right there with you, okay?” you nod tearfully, overwhelmed in gratitude for his calm, soothing presence. he coaxes you back into the bedroom, lays you down on the bed and holds you, soothes you softly. the pair of you lie in quiet, resting against his chest and clinging to his arms until your cheeks have dried and your breathing evens out. “you gonna be alright if i run out and get you a test, darling?”

you try not to spiral while he’s gone. it’s not like you’ve never thought about having kids with him; most days the thought of him cradling a sweet, squishy little baby is enough to have you in floods of tears. but in those visions you aren’t twenty-two with a dissertation due in two weeks, and it all feels too fucking real.

matty’s back shockingly fast, though. he must’ve driven at least the speed limit to have been there and back in this time. especially because he’s carrying more than just a pregnancy test, arms laden with flowers and chocolates, bubble bath and face masks. he smiles, the simple action infinitely reassuring. “called off work on the way there. whatever it says, i wanna be here for my girl.” you just melt. god, you’re so fucking lucky. “wasn’t sure which one to get, so i just got ‘em all,” he says sheepishly, producing a comically large stack of pregnancy tests, the sight shocking a giggle out of you. he looks relieved, the first time you’ve laughed all morning.

you end up taking three, leaving them face down on the counter while you wait, unable to bear the tension. matty holds your hand the whole time, kisses you, murmurs reassurances against your skin. when your timer goes off, you bury your face in his shoulder. “you look. i can’t do it,” you mumble.

you watch his face as he turns over each test one by one. he’s smiling, but that doesn’t tell you anything, because he’s infuriatingly calm in situations like this. “you’re not pregnant, darling,” he says, and you crumple in relief.

“thank fucking god,” you gasp, unable to stop yourself, and he chuckles.

“alright, angel. you can stop stressin’ so much, now. i’m gonna take care of you.”

matty runs you a bath, the water silky and scented like roses, massaging the tension out of your shoulders. “you know, i do wanna have kids. with you. one day,” you add hastily.

he smiles into the skin of your neck. “gonna be the best mum, darling. when you’re ready.”

“how about we just practice making them for now?” you tease, tipping your head back so you can look in his eyes, wide with adoration.

“i like the sound of that.”

#sweet <3 #sorry if this is inaccurate i do not partake in the kind of sex that gets you pregnant #matty healy x reader #the 1975 fanfic #request #blurb #white and gold

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sl0t4matt · 8 hours

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omg if u can cld u pls do that one tiktok prank where like u tell ur bf to get out the room so u can change but with marc guiu !!!!! thank uuu love

m. guiu | prank

this is so badd, i didn’t even check grammar so sorry for that 😭

you casually scroll through tiktok stopping at a video of a girl pranking her boyfriend by telling him to leave the room, because she wants to change. you giggle every second through the video since it reminds you a lot of marc and your relationship. you have to do that with him! he usually never leaves the room when you change, since he has quite literally, already seen every inch of your body.

you look at marc sitting in front of his desk, legs spread and controller in between both of his hands. you can’t lie, he looks hot right now. maybe you should cancel the pran-. no. you have a mission. “marc!” you call out of him. you’re not sure if he could hear you since he’s on a call with hector, so you get up tapping his shoulder. he turns around, looking up at you, eyes dumbfound.

“i’m gonna log off.“ he tells hector, before he takes his headset off and pulls you closer by your thigh, making you stand in front of him. his hands move to you butt squeezing it with a knowing smirk on his face.

you slap his hand away, shaking your head. he’s always so horny. there’s times you’re not sure wether that’s a good or a bad thing (also since you’re not exactly better).

“baby can you get out? i’m trying to change.” he furrows his brows. “why would i get out?” he laughs. “because i want my privacy.” you answer, walking up to your closet.

“we’ve been together for four years, i’ve already seen every inch of your body, what are you talking about?” he gets up sitting down on the bed, watching you pick out an outfit. “marc just get out!” you’re starting to roll your eyes.

“did i do something wrong, ma?” you try to contain your laughter, but a smile can’t help but form on your lips, having to hide it since you’re facing the closet.

“no i just want you to leave so i can dress.” you tell him once again. “you’re not even going anywhere! i’m staying i don’t care.” he huffs, staying put in the bed. “you cunt.” you throw your top on him. he chuckles, catching it swiftly. shit you didn’t think he would catch it.

you let yourself also drop on the bed. “ugh, you passed it.” he turns around looking at you weirdly. “passed what?” you roll your eyes, playfully. “the prank. if you wouldn’t have, i could have a reason to break up with your annoying ass.” you sigh, dramatically. he suddenly moves on top of you, pinning you down on the bed. “oh, is that so?” he raises his brows, a smirk forming it’s way in the corner of his lips. you nod, teasingly.

he starts pinching the side of your waist making you giggle and try to push him off. tears build up in the corner of your eyes as he keeps tickling you. the thing is he knows exactly where you’re ticklish and where not, which makes him pulling this move totally not fair! “get off me, you whale!” he furrows his brows. “but you love this position, ma.” you gasp hitting his chest. “that’s when we’re doing something else asshole.”

“i mean if you wanna fuck just say that.” he taunts leaning closer. “shut up.” you chuckle at your boyfriends unseriousness.

#fc barcelona #barca #pablo gavi #hector fort #marc guiu #pau cubarsi #joao felix #fermin lopez #lamine yamal

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stardewrotsession · 23 hours

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Note: I’m not even gonna attempt to say why I disappeared again, I just do. Work, school, hangouts, studying, it takes a toll. Anyways I think I’m back into Stardew since the 1.6 update so hopefully I’ll have more out in a timely manner. If not I’m sorry in advanced lol. Oh and no Elliot this time, also sorry about that!

The Bachelors When They’re Jealous

Sam

- Honestly Sam wouldn’t notice LMAO.

- At least whenever he’s getting hit on or flirted with, it takes him a long time to really catch on.

- Like if a girl were to walk up to him and start flirting with him heavily, he wouldn’t really get it and think she’s just giving him compliments.

- It would have to be when she starts getting handsy that he’ll get it and immediately turn her down lol

- With you on the other hand, he can tell, to an extent.

- If someone comes up to you and starts talking to you, he wouldn’t think anything of it.

- Mostly just, “Oh hey, they’re making friends!”

- It wouldn’t be until loudly declare that you’re not interested that he’d suddenly know what’s going on.

- And there’d be a guilt behind not picking up on it at first.

- Not because he doesn’t trust you, he trusts you with his life!

- But this guy could’ve been making you uncomfortable from the start, and he has done nothing to try and get you away from it.

- From that point he’d walk over to you immediately and give you a little kiss before asking if you wanted to join him.

- Whether he was outside, with friends, or with family, he’d want to give you an out. Or an excuse to leave right away.

- Sam cares about you, through and through. He wants you feel comfortable and he definitely needs you to feel safe.

Sebastian

- So a lot of me really believes Sebastian would be self conscious about it.

- Like he’ll catch himself being really jealous when seeing you talk to someone else, but then he’ll think he’s overreacting.

- It takes a lot of him to get jealous though, if you talk to Sam or Abigail, he wouldn’t bat an eye.

- But in my opinion? He’d get jealous when you talk to people he knows he’d never really talk to on his own.

- People like… say Alex? 👀

- I think anyone who has a popular kid personality or people with big egos makes him immediately turn the other direction.

- So when you talk to people like him, it tends to make him a bit jealous. Or insecure.

- Like “why are they talking to them?” Type of jealousy.

- I don’t really think he’d go out of his way to confront you or them. Unless you’re in trouble, he wouldn’t budge.

- But he’d definitely talk to you afterwards, but about how it made him feel.

- And he wouldn’t really do it in an angry sort of way.

- More like a “You were paying attention to them, do you like them more than me?”

- Probably more monotone or straightforward.

- You would definitely have to reassure him after, letting him know he’s the only one for you.

Harvey

- Harvey’s the type of guy to stay out of trouble a lot of the time.

- Less drama, potentially less injuries.

- Besides, he trusts you with all his heart.

- I like to think he’s all about trust, if you can’t have trust you can’t have a relationship. Simple as that.

- That isn’t to say he’d get insecure from time to time whether you talk to other people, especially if he thinks they look more attractive than him.

- But Harvey’s a great communicator. Once you get him to open up, he’ll want to share everything with you.

- If he truly does get jealous and insecure, he’s not the type to make a scene and pull you away immediately.

- He’ll wait until they’re gone, or until you two are in private.

- “So… what were you talking about with _____?”

- I also think he’s not the type to be confrontational about it.

- He’ll have his assumptions, but when you two are talking he’ll do everything he can to make sure he’s not assuming wrong.

- So get ready for random questions about your talk with the other person.

- He’ll definitely feel bad about getting jealous if it was a misunderstanding. He’d probably apologize the second he realizes he was overreacting.

- But he’s stable enough to know feelings like these happen, and as long as he can let it go and you can put his mind at ease, he knows he’ll be okay.

Alex

- Oh Alex would become overprotective so quick.

- Because, on one hand, he’s hit on girls before. Way before you two started dating.

- So he knows the pick up lines. He knows the flirty remarks.

- But on the other hand, ever since you two started dating, he could tell when people hit on him, and he’d quickly dismiss them.

- He knew who he wanted to be with. And you made him happier than he thinks he ever has been.

- Now when it comes to you, he knows when you seem uncomfortable, and he can pick up on when people flirt with you.

- He’ll only directly confront them if you seem really uncomfortable with it. Like, to the point where you constantly look at him with a “Help me” expression.

- But otherwise, he’ll have some fun.

- Picture this, a guy comes up to you and starts making conversation. You don’t think much of it until he starts flirting with you, calling you hot and pretty.

- Then you see Alex, carefully evaluating the situation before smirking and making his way over to you.

- “Hey babe,” he says while wrapping his arm around you.

- He gives you a small kiss, and pulls you closer. And let’s be honest, he’s definitely making a show of looking at you up and down, taking in your presence

- Probably takes him a whole minute before even acknowledging the other guy that was talking to you

- “Oh, sorry didn’t see ya there,” he’d say casually. “Need something?”

- You know what he’s doing, but you gotta admit, it’s a little cute

- Either way, he makes a huge show of calling you his.

- It’s like a passive aggressive way of telling the dude that you’re not interested.

Shane

- Low key, I’m so sorry… but I feel like Shane has a lotta issues with trust.

- If he gets insecure about your relationship and sees you talking to another person, you best believe he’ll completely ignore you at first.

- Even if you confront him about it, I don’t think he’d really tell you or open up.

- Like at night before you two go to bed, and you ask him what’s wrong, he’d say things like “Huh? No, it’s fine,” or “Wha? Quit worrying about it.”

- I don’t think it’s cause he’s necessarily mad at you.

- I just think he needs time to process everything. Debate on whether it was actually flirting or if you were just talking farm business stuff.

- So he’d shut up about it for a little. I really don’t think he’d be too mad if it was a one time deal.

- Buttttt if it’s happened multiple times, where you talk with the same person, he’d get annoyed.

- Unfortunately I think he’d have it all pent up until you guys have a disagreement or an argument.

- Like he could’ve left the toilet seat up and all of a sudden he’s talking about how he’s noticed you talking to the same guy over and over again.

- Despite all he’s been through, I don’t think he gets better right away, and his communication skills still need to be worked on a bit.

- Though, since he does have a therapist, he would try to work it out with them first, before anything else.

#stardew valley #stardew valley bachelors #stardew headcanon #sdv sam #stardew #sdv alex #sdv harvey #sdv sebastian #sdv shane #stardew valley headcanons

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sunkissed-zegras · 5 hours

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Paige 100% sends those pictures of two inanimate object and goes “us if we were___”

Like two soap bottles touching tips “us if we were soap”

Paige def just scrolls through your phone gallery, looking at your pictures. Staring fondly and going “my wife’s so pretty.” and “Why didn’t you send me this????” (I just thought of a whole fic on this idea oml i’m getting Hot)

Anytime you send a photo to Paige honestly, she’s going off on Imessage just hyping you up.

OMG THEY HAVE A SHARED PHOTO ALBUM. BUT BUT BUT it’s not just photos of themselves, it’s also like “I saw this and was thought of you.” Photos like OSXBUDHANA

Loves listening to you talk so she brings up things she knows you love talking about.

——-

Also that motherfucker definitely makes the manager mad on purpose cuz she thinks it’s cute when the managers angry. (The manager being furious is a whole different situation.) And it doesn’t help that Paige is taller.

Manager will just be ranting at paige whilst paige is just smiling the whole time.

The manager notices and goes “and you’re just smiling like shits funny, ain’t nothin funny-“ “you’re just so cute princess”

oop

that shut her up real quick

“Paige’s get the fuck outta my office.” but like she’s all flustered and Paige can tell

——

I think you touched on this, but when they get together and yk, have to keep it on the low for a multitude of reasons.

One one hand it sucks cuz yk, Paige can’t brag like she wants to yet. But on the other hand Paige is a cocky little shit and will take the opportunity to be handsy and flirty (to a certain degree) knowing that the girls aren’t gonna think too much of it cuz paige has always been like that, But Paige and the manager both know there’s more reason to it now.

BUT NEVER FRETE our manager can play the same game Paige, don’t start stuff you can’t finish. Then it lowkey become just a personal game for them of who could fluster the other more without the team getting suspicious.

Contrary to popular belief I think the Manager and Paige made a bet on how long with would take the team to figure out they were together. So they didn’t tell them outright, but just went along letting them figure it out themselves.

——

I also feel like people started noticing the dynamic change. Like don’t get me wrong the managers job comes first so Paige isn’t getting any extreme special treatment, but the girls and fans start noticing the managers tone switch when she’s talking to Paige.

Her tone just gets a bit softer and more gentle.

Like there’s this clip of manager talking to Caroline normally, then Paige calls her and manager turns and goes “yes baby?” so softly AND LIKE the “baby” isn’t what gets people cuz again, manager calls everyone by pet names. It’s HOW quickly her tone changes as soon as she started talking to Paige.

And we already know Paige’s eye contact game goes crazy and she has a STARRING PROBLEM, if I had a nickel for how many times Paige was caught staring at the manager I would be buying everyone on this blog canes oml.

Manager doesn’t really strike me as a person who shies away from eye contact most of the time, which is evident cuz there’s clips of them just starting at each other and you can FEEL THE TENSION.

But when manager does shy away from it, Paige either grabs her chin and turns her face back to her, or if she can’t Paige moves her head to try and stay in the managers eye sight.

Or let’s say Paige is talking and manager gets distracted by something. Paige is grabbing her cheeks gently with both hands, saying “Hey, I’m right here pretty girl.” while gently rubbing her cheeks with her thumbs, then drops her hands from her face and just goes back to talking.

-🐹

(girl request that fic idea i wanna hear it now) THIS ENTIRE ASK IS GOLD I AM PUTTING IT IN THE MASTERLIST ASAPPPPP!!!!!

the shared photo album is soooo real!!!!! and paige is the one who puts the most pictures cus baby girl is a sentimental person she wants to take pics of EVERYTHING!

i feel like paige wants to think she's the winner every time yall play that "who can make the other flustered without the team noticing" game but honestly, why is the manager lowkey a rizzler????? likeeeeeee paige would pretend not to blush but its super obvious

AND THE TONE CHANGE IS SOOOO SO REAL, ur so right!!!!!! and its kinda obvious but the girls don't wanna say anything yet but they'll def tease them.

the whole eye contact thing made me melttttt goodnight!!!!

#uconn wbb manager thoughts 💭#🐹 nonnie!#paige bueckers

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montywithchildhoodtrauma · 3 days

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More SAMS, MAFS, AND LAES Incorrect quotes to cure my depression.

Earth: When I said you should try being friendlier this isn’t what I meant.

Eclipse, stirring a cup of tea aggressively: Oh, so now I’m TOO friendly? There’s no pleasing you.

Jack, who broke into Eclipse’s apartment an hour ago: Two sugars please.

Eclipse: Coming right up

Eclipse: *Fast forwards all the way through the movie.*

Earth: You can’t just skip to the happy ending!

Eclipse: I don’t have time for their problems.

…

Moon: Why is Monty crying on the floor?

Puppet: He’s drunk.

Moon: And?

Puppet: He saw a picture of Earth’s partner.

Moon: But he’s Earth’s partner.

Puppet: I know.

…

Moon: Is that… legal?

Old Moon: When there’s no cops around, anything’s legal!

….

O!Moon: I got an idea!

Moon: Does it involve breaking the law?

O!Moon: By now don’t you think that’s a given?

Moon: I was just trying to be optimistic.

O!Moon: Don’t bother.

….

Gemini: *Casually taking four stairs at a time.*

Lunar, falling behind, taking two stairs at a time: Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuc-

…..

Monty: Hey, no, you stay out of this, this is between me and Earth!

Lunar: So Earth knows about this?

Monty, walking away: No, this is between me and me!

…..

Earth: Monty kissed me!

Lunar: Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Earth: It was unbelievable!

Lunar: Oh my god! Oh my god! Oh my god!

Sun: Okay, we wanna hear everything. Lu, get some snacks and turn off the tv. Earth, does this end well or do we need tissues?

Earth: Oh, it ended very well.

Lunar: Do not start without me! Do not start without me!

Sun: Okay, alright, let’s hear about the kiss. Was it a soft brush against your lips or was it like a, you know, “I gotta have you now” kind of thing?

Earth: Well, at first it was really intense, you know? And then, oh goodness, and then we just sort of sunk into it.

Sun: Ohh... So, okay, was he holding you? Or were his hands on your back?

Earth: First they started out on my waist and then they slid up and then they were on my face.

Lunar and Sun: Ohhh.

*Meanwhile*

Monty, very out of it and still surprised: And, uh, and then I kissed her.

Foxy: Tongue?

Monty: No, ew.

Puppet: Cool.

…..

Earth: You know, Eclipse, when you generalize, you tell general... lies.

Eclipse: ...

Eclipse: Are you trying to teach me moral lessons through puns?

Earth: Is it working?

…..

Sun: What are you doing here?

Eclipse: I could ask you the same question.

Sun: I live here. This is my house.

Eclipse: I should probably ask you a different question.

….

Earth: You ever see something that changes your life and you’re just like “huh...”

Monty: I saw you.

Earth: Honestly that’s so cute and sweet but it kinda makes this awkward because I was gonna show you a picture of Jack in a turkey costume.

….

O!Moon: Look at the buns on that guy!

Monty: *Lying on the floor, covered in hamburger buns.*

Sun: This is the comedy police! The joke’s too funny!

O!Moon: I’m not going back to jail!

….

BM simps: Bloody is a perfect cinnamon scone who’s never done anything wrong in his entire life!

Everyone else: Never done anything wrong?! He set a city block on FIRE!

….

Overlord Lunar, grinning: Before you were what?

Lord Eclipse: Before I was-

Evil!Sun: What?

Lord Eclipse: Before I was inter-

Overlord Lunar: Before you were interrupted?

Lord Eclipse: Cut me off one more time and I swear I’ll-

Evil!Sun: What?

Lord Eclipse: *makes frustrated sound*

Serrvent Sun, nervously: Stop that. Before he hurts you.

….

Monty: God, I love Earth.

O!Moon: Yeah, you fucking better.

…..

Lunar: What if the person who named Walkie Talkie’s named everything?

Monty: Pregnancy tests are Maybe Babies.

Puppet: Socks are Feetie Heaties.

Moon: Forks are Stabby Grabbies.

Sun: Defibrillators are Heartie Starties.

Solar: Nightmares are Dreamy Screamies.

Earth: Stamps are Lickie Stickies.

O!Moon, annoyed: You are disappointments.

….

#sun and moon show #the sun and moon show #sun and moon show earth #sun and moon show eclipse #tsams #sun and moon show sun #sams

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Marauders’ House !

“Music for a Sushi Restaurant” is the opening song to The Marauders' third studio album, Marauders' House. In a combination of smooth jazz and freaky ‘70s pop, Potter (writer of the song) sings about making sushi while relating it to his desire for a relationship. In a May 2022 interview in The Valkyries podcast, the lead singer revealed the story behind the funky song:

"I was in a sushi restaurant in LA with someone and one of our songs came on from the last album, and the person I was with pointed out that it was a "weird song for a sushi restaurant" which obviously lead to an argument and ended on this perfect song for "those type of restaurants".

see the lyrics of the song here.

— Jegulus au. 676 words. no tw. Based on MFASR by Harry Styles.

"Hey!" exclaimed James excitedly, tapping Regulus’s outstretched hand to get his attention "Do you hear that, baby? They’re playing Canyon Moon!"

At Regulus' request, both had decided to go out for dinner. Regulus hadn’t stopped talking for weeks about a restaurant he had visited with Dorcas, and finally after so much insistence, he had managed to drag James to a round table in the far corner of that tiny restaurant.

James will never admit it out loud, because it would feed her boyfriend’s obsession, but he too had fallen in love with the place the second he put his foot in it. "I hear it, yes," Regulus replied, rolling his eyes without looking away from the posters hanging from the ceiling, apparently today’s menu, as the waitress explained, "Sirius couldn’t be more obvious, "Canyon Moon"?"

Quick pause in conversation

He plays songs I've never heard

An old lover's hippie music

Pretends not to know the words

And I keep thinking back to

A time under the canyon moon

After singing quietly along, James laughed while leaning on the table, glancing at the ceiling to look at the menu himself, "When has Sirius been subtle?"

“Touché” said Regulus, making James whisper “hot” under his breath right before the waitress came to their table to take their orders.

After the sweet lady left, Regulus looked around checking the restaurant before leaning on the table to whisper to James “To be honest, I don’t think this is a fitting song for this type of restaurant” An offended gasp left James’ lips, and he smacked Regulus’ shoulder gently.

“How very dare you”

“You’re gonna tell me that I’m wrong?”

“Of course, our songs fit into any sort of environment”

“Yeah, no, I don’t think so” a bratty tone tint Regulus words, leaning onto the back of his chair, crossing his arms with a small smile on the corner of his lips.

“You’re mean”

“I just pointed out a fact. Not every song you guys do fit anywhere, especially not this little and pretty restaurant, it’s a weird song for a sushi restaurant”

“I bet I can change your mind with a song. In fact, I will write a song that fits this restaurant so well that you’ll be embarrassed by what you just said”

“Oh will you now?”

“Hell yeah, before our food comes, I will have the perfect song”

Regulus laughed a bit too hard for that, giving James the perfect view of his pale collarbones under that slim t-shirt. James arched an eyebrow, ready to challenge his boyfriend’s attitude,

“You don’t think I can do that?”

"Of course I don’t think you can write a song before our food comes" said Regulus with a witty tone, sharing a small smile with James who looked too cocky by now.

"Is that a challenge, my love?"

"You bet it is" a cheeky smile spread across Regulus' face. James felt his heart racing.

So, for a whole half hour, James kept writing and re-writing a whole song he finishes five seconds before they have their food on the table. And when he shares the lyrics with his boyfriend, the only comment Regulus says is:

"You have the imagination of a three-year-old”.

Two months later, James was in the studio recording "Music For a Sushi Restaurant", with Remus' bass track in the background and the background vocals recorded before by Sirius and Peter complementing his vocals in the chorus. Regulus’s laughter penetrated his track even from outside the booth, making James smile broadly at Sirius grimaced.

If the stars were edible

And our hearts were never full

Could we live with just a taste?

Just taste

It’s 'cause I love you, babe

In every kind of way

Just a little taste

Know I love you, babe

Not even the high volume of the trumpets dampened the scandalous cry of Sirius, who pounced on the microphone of their producer.

"We are so over, James Potter!"

Regulus smacked his brother on the side, starting a nasty sibling fist fight.

James never felt so alive.

#james potter #jegulus #regulus black #starchaser #the marauders #wolfstar #remus lupin #marauders #sirius black #harry styles #mfasr #sirius would insist on being the siren of the mv #shortfic #running au #harry potter #i love a bratty regulus #and a “it's hot when u speak french” james potter

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it was just sex, right?

idk just kyle garrick x reader

warnings: vague mentions of spanking & sex

you were hanging out at the bar close to base with another sergeant. you ditched the rest of your team as soon as you got your drink, telling them you spotted a friend. it was probably not the best idea for you, if gaz’s constant glaring was anything to go by. the man was silently fuming from where he sat in between price and soap, grip so tight on his glass, you’re surprised it hasn’t crumbled to pieces by now.

“got any idea why sergeant garrick looks like he wants to kill me?” your new friend asks, sounding a little nervous, his eyes darting over to the table where your team was.

you don’t look in their direction. you focus on the half empty glass in front of you. you know gaz is mad as hell seeing you cozy up to another man. the two of you had been fighting nonstop for the past week or so and it was stressing everyone out. both price and simon had gotten into your asses about y’alls recent behavior.

“don’t worry about him.” your words come out a little stiff.

gaz won’t cause a scene in a bar full of people he works with. it’s good for you at the moment. but as soon as you and the others get back to base, he’ll be right on your ass.

or so you thought.

you and the other sergeant had given up your seats at the bar when he suggested a few rounds of darts. you gave him a smile, saying sure why not.

“you can buy me a drink when i win the first round,” you tell him as you pluck the darts from the board.

you turn just in time to see his eyebrows shoot up. “you sound very confident when we haven’t even started playing yet.”

you pass the darts to him with a sweet smile. “i’m just that fuckin’ good, babe.”

and you are.

you won the first two rounds. he won the third.

“you wanna keep going? or do you wanna try your luck and hope for a tie to see who wins the last round?” you ask, wiggling a dart in his face.

he snatches it from you with with an amused look on his pretty face. you fold your arms across your chest and watch as he tries and fails to aim for the center.

“come on, honey, you can do better than that!” you call out to him, your voice full of laughter.

the laughter dies as soon as you see gaz standing the fuck up. you’re starting to panic inwardly, hoping and praying to no avail that he’s not headed your way. but he does. your friend sees your eyes widen slightly and pauses to follow your line of sight. you sigh when gaz makes a beeline for you.

when gaz is close enough, he gets right in your space, paying the other sergeant no mind. his eyes are focused solely on you.

“i’d like a word.” his jaw is clenched so tight you think it might shatter.

you tell him no at first, which pisses him off even more. you watch helplessly as he turns to the sergeant next to you and tells him that you two are done and he should leave.

you shoot him an apologetic look. he’s not upset. you make a promise to yourself to find him later so you can apologize for gaz’s rude ass behavior. when he’s gone, you shift your attention back to gaz. you open your mouth to cuss his ass out, but the words die in your throat when he says, “what are you playing at, love?”

“what's it to you?”

you want to be annoyed with him, but seeing his frown deepen amuses you.

“you’ve been up that bloke’s ass all night. you’re playing a dangerous game.”

what?

your amusement turns to shock real quick. it doesn’t last long though, because now you’re the one who’s pissed off. you don’t know what his problem is, so you’re gonna walk away. you try to move around gaz, but he grabs your arm, his grip firm as he gently pulls you back to him. you exhale slowly, to resist putting up a fight, before you tell him through gritted teeth to take his fuckin’ hand off of you.

gaz doesn’t even budge. he drags you out of the room and towards the hall leading to the bathrooms where it’s a bit quieter. gaz lets go of you and leans against the wall.

“i haven’t done anything wrong, so i don’t know why you’re acting like this,” you say hotly, once you’ve moved away from him. “i can do whatever i damn well please.”

gaz laughs right in your face, canines on full display. “remember who you belong to, sweetheart.” you don’t miss the possessiveness in his tone.

your face scrunches up in anger. “bastard!” you hiss at him. you don’t belong to anyone.

“watch it, lovie.” gaz’s voice is low and rough. it was a warning. he’s not fucking around with you tonight. “that pretty little mouth of yours is gonna get you in trouble.”

if both of you were on base right at this moment, gaz would have had you bent over his knee. the thought of having his hands on you again was very fleeting, but it still sends a jolt straight to your cunt anyway.

oh hell no.

you look away from him, suddenly finding the wall interesting. “i mean it, kyle. you and i aren’t….you don’t get to worry about who i choose to spend my time with.”

you watch gaz closely. he’s so close to snapping. he never bothers to hide his emotions when it comes to you.

“and besides,” you continue, “what happened between us was just sex, right? those were the words that came out of your mouth.”

“i know.”

“you said no feelings were to be involved. that’s why we—that’s why i told you i couldn’t keep fucking you anymore,” you say angrily, voice starting to rise with every word. you’re so glad it’s loud in this bar.

you hadn’t let him touch you in weeks because you caught feelings. sex only. that was the agreement. you hadn’t planned on falling in love with him, it just happened. you’d been doomed from the start, though, the moment gaz first smiled at you. and then the both of you had to go and cross that line you promised you’d never cross with your team.

it wasn’t your fault your heart was in your pussy.

“fuck, look i’m sorry,” gaz snaps, before sighing loudly and dragging a hand down his face. he says it a little softer this time. “‘m sorry, lovie.”

and then you look at him. like really look at him. your eyes widen in disbelief, because you know now. he’s broken his own rules. you soften, just a little, because you’re still mad at him but it’s gaz.

“breaking your own rules? that’s new.”

gaz gives you a look that said you can’t say shit about me. “you’re one to talk.”

you laugh at his response, surprising both of you. it’s a genuine laugh. you haven’t laughed at anything he’s said in a while, always scowling, especially when gaz was around and running his mouth. when you quiet down, you step closer to him, tilting your head a little to meet his eye. he tugs you to his chest and holds you there. you don’t melt in his arms. you don’t.

“you’re taking this rather well,” he murmurs against your head.

“how else am i supposed to take it, garrick?” you ask, your voice slightly muffled from your face being pressed into gaz’s jacket. “you still haven’t told me what i want to hear.”

gaz goes silent. a little too silent, which makes you pull back slightly. your lips quirk up into a smile at the way he’s looking at you.

“i love you.”

he says it so easily.

your feel like your heart’s gonna burst. you say it right back and you mean it.

when gaz is done shoving his tongue in your mouth, he goes, “so about sergeant what’s his face…”

you just roll your eyes and drag him through the hall and back to your team’s table. price, soap, and ghost don’t say a word when they see you practically sitting in gaz’s lap giggling as he whispers in your ear.

and if price catches you two holding hands on the helo during your next mission, he doesn’t say anything. he’s just glad you muppets have come to your senses.

a/n: nothing except hello and thanks for reading 🙂

#kyle garrick x reader #kyle gaz garrick #kyle garrick x black reader #kyle garrick #gaz garrick x reader #gaz garrick #y’all i’m trying #kyletogazwrites

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