#because what do u mean u made a joke and he told u fuck off

[imliterallyjustablackgirl]

I can't read Rick and Carmy's Y/N because I cannot imagine anyone else for them, plus sometimes the writer inconscienly write Y/N like Michonne or Sydney, which is funny 😌. Whispering love confessions? Hello? Both of em.

#sydcarmy #carmy x sydney #the bear #richonne #rick #rick x michonne #syd x carmy #because what do u mean u made a joke and he told u fuck off #syd? #whispering confessions? #fuck off

[mntalbrakdown]

doin’ time - C. Fisher

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mentions of: cussing, makeouts, smut… 18+ MDNI. fem receiving (fingering), cum play, piv unprotected (wrap b4 u tap)

synopsis: at the empty house party you play a quick game of cat and mouse with conrad

wc: 3.5k

a/n: i haven’t proofread this yet

gif from @thatonekimgirl

the purple pink and blue strobe lights that Conrad, Belly, and Jeremiah bought at Paty City made you look like you were glowing. the party was 70's theme and you were dressed in a lime green mini dress with gogo boots, you teased your hair to have a bump paired with a white headband. you had a graphic black liner and you felt beautiful. you were with Cam at the dj booth. you and Cam have always been close, you guys were touchy, but you never liked him, nor did he to you. in fact he told you about his feelings for Skye which you applauded to because you wanted him to be happy.

"can you guys play" Jumper the one who allowed Belly to buy the liquor started his sentence. which was cut off when Skye pointed at the "fuck the requests" sign they made

"sorry the sign speaks" you say sitting next to Cam at a random table

"but" Jumper continues

"respect the playlist" Cam cuts Jumper off with that he walks away from his attempt

"Steven curated this playlist with great intent" Skye says making it sound like a great medicine that could cure all diseases

"to make boys get bitches" you say jokingly which was true you saw four guys within 30 minutes pull a girl upstairs

"rest in peace to their backs" Cam jokes since there were no beds in the house to have sex comfortably with

"so how are you and Conrad" Skye asks you

"what do you mean" it was out of the blue, you didn't know what they were talking about

"y/n you can't be that clueless" Cam pokes at you making you squirm

"i seriously don't know what your guys' game is right now" you say searching their eyes

"he so very obviously likes you" Skye says

"you have some nerve Skye" you say mocking them since they are also in a similar situation with Cam

"what does that mean" Cam asks

"nothing" Skye and you say in unison

"all im saying is that man is smitten with you" Skye says making Cam nod his head in agreement

"yeah right since when" you say taking a sip from your coke

"since you and I got close last summer, he got really stiff and would clench his jaw when we would hold each others hand or even when i had my hand around your waist, his whole mood would switch" Cam says pointing all the times Conrad has been tense

"all those times Belly would walk into the room" you rebuttal Cam’s so very wrong analysis.

"ehhh wrong" both Cam and Skye said in the same time making you laugh at how alike they are

"i've ran tests and experiments, that man always sits next to you and looks for your vote in a decision," Skye says

"fuck you both" you say flipping them off

"time and place" Cam says at lightning speed

"i don't want to get scoliosis" you mock the previous joke you said before

"don't think that's how it works" Skye retorts but nonetheless they laughed as well

"hey y/n let's get a picture" Steven says pulling you away from the two others as Conrad was hiding behind him

"yeah sure" you say hopping off the table saying you'll be right back to the others

as you were following the two boys through the groups of sweaty highlighter bodies you were almost lost and by each step the gap between you and Conrad grew bigger. he looked right behind and saw what was happening. he extended his hand out so the gap would close and you grabbed on. you walked until you were at the bottoms steps of the staircase. surprisingly there was nobody there

"ok stand right there" Steven says as he was looking through the polaroid lens

"did you set this up" you whisper in Conrad's ears as you tiptoe

"no" he says flustered

"he's lying" Steven says making you shocked by his good hearing

"good" you say as you smile wide for the camera as you try your hardest to give Conrad bunny ears. you wait for the flash but Steven takes his time. you could feel Conrad's eyes on you. as well as his arm snake around your waist. were they right? did Conrad really like you? as you get out of your own head you finally get the bright white flash from the camera making this go by faster

"let me see" Conrad says as if he was out of his spell and going over to Steven to see the photo, but the thing about Polaroids is that you have to wait a moment to see the photo develop

"stay with me" Conrad says grabbing you by the waist to take you to the bottom of the stairs and sit

"ok" it wasn't like he asked you to stay it was a demand and you weren't mad about it

"I'm going to find Taylor" Steven says as he walks away

"wear a condom" you scream

"fuck off" Steven screams back

"so how are you and Cam" Conrad asks through gritted teeth

"he's good, going to see if Skye already asks him out" you say trying to slide the fact that you and Cam aren't dating

"oh, I thought you two were a thing" Conrad says trying his hardest to bite back his smile

"no, we're just really close" you say meeting his blue eyes that were now dark with a glint in his eye

"cool" he says not knowing what else to say

"cooool" you say not knowing how to carry the conversation

"yeah" was the only thing muttered from Conrad

"why cool" you say trying to see his thought process

"cool in the fact i spent all of last summer wasting my time with Nicole, no offense to her she's cool, just wanted to talk to you" he says searching your eyes to see if he struck a nerve

"you're cute, dumb and oblivious, but cute" you say as your hand goes to his hair and push it to his ear, making him almost pur to your touch

"i'm the oblivious one" he says in a confused and questionable way

"yes, I'm the one talking to you" you say in the same tone

"you clearly never looked my way" he says pointing at your chest

"bullshit" you say leaning against the railing

"everyone else picked up on it" Conrad says

"ok fine, i was the oblivious one" you say surrounding "give me the photo" you say as enough time has passed so it would be devloped

"what would you give me if i do" Conrad whispered lustfully which caught you off guard

"pfft nothing" you says as you extend your arm to get the photo from his other side

"than no" he says grabbing the photo and extending his arm backwards so you couldn't reach it

"fuck your long arms" you say climbing over his lap and trying to grab the photo which made your boobs hit his face making him kiss them "oh shit my bad" you say retracting back to your previous seat

"no" Conrad says wrapping his arms around your waist to keep you on his lap

"oh" you say as you see Conrad lean in for a kiss and you go in, letting all your muscles relax and allow you to really enjoy this kiss, both your hands on each side of Conrad's face as his are trained on your waist and tangled in your hair

"i really like you" he says pulling away from the kiss to look up at your face seeing how swollen your lips have already gotten

"good, because i like you too" you say smiling at the fact some of your pink lipgloss got on his lips "let me see the photo" you says looking deep into Conrad's eyes as he hands the photo to you

it was you the highest you could possibly go on your tiptoes to give Conrad the bunny ears, but even than you could barely see your fingers. your face was looking straight at the camera with the most derpiest smile you could plaster on. he on the other hand was looking deep into you, he wanted to savor the moment of how you looked while someone takes a picture of you, no one ever does that, their main priority was to look at the lens. and even now as you look deep into the photo and analyze it. Conrad is looking at you seeing how you take something as small as a picture and critique it

"why are you looking at me in this" you say flipping the photo to him

"i don't know" he says, but he was obvlously lying, you could tell he was lying when he says those three words

"you're a liar" you say as you go in for a quick kiss which makes Conrad excited, but you quickly pull away

"booo" he says like a seven year

"not until you tell me the truth" you say looking deep into his eyes as he eyes your lips to make sure he catches everything over the loud music and also because he wants to continue kissing you

"i never get to be that close to you and i really liked you and thought you were dating Cam so I had to take advantage of my time with you" he blurts everything out ready to kiss you again

"awe" you say clapping both of your hands to your face making Conrad pull you into a kiss by grabbing you by the back of your head

"get a fucking room" Jeremiah says to the both of you

"we'll take yours asshole" Conrad says jokingly

"ewww gross" he says walking down the hall

"do you want to" Conrad says trying not to push anything, but he did really want you, but he wouldn't say anything because he didn't want to sway your vote

"umm sure" you say putting a piece of hair behind your ear

“here follow me” Conrad says as he carrie’s you off his lap so you could stand and than he got up.

he grabbed your hand in his and led you up the stairs. you were close with Belly so you knew enough about the house layout. but it was all empty now so it felt odd and anything but a home. it was just a house now. his room was empty. you tried to picture having a good comfortable time but you couldn’t. he could see the expression all written on your face.

“we could use a floaty” he says scratching the back of his head

“and pop it” you laugh thinking of the idea of doing it only to pop it in the middle of it

“i want it to be nice” he says trying not to have just a hookup. he really liked you. he wanted this night to be special. he finally got his girl

“it could be nice another day, hooking up at a party is already so unclassy” you say pulling him for a kiss

“ok but than where” he says in between your kiss

“what about the bathroom” it was the only place that could be remotely nice

“ok follow me” he says kissing you once last time on your gore head, lips, and lastly neck

Conrad grabbed your hand and took you down the hall to the bathroom. surprising it wasn’t busy. when you opened the door Conrad immediately locked the door. after he instantly cornered you at a wall so you couldn’t leave him. which you weren’t planning on it either way

“hey” Conrad said leaning his forehead on yours

“hi” you say leaning in to kiss him. leaned in for a kiss. it was deep and passionate. you felt yourself relax. your shoulders fell down as your hands followed his face to his jaw and let them stay there. as Conrad was deepening the kiss you let out a slight moan. it was music to Conrad’s ears. he wanted to hear more. he was hungry to hear more.

“i need you” Conrad pulls away from you with blissed out eyes

“fuck- me too” you say as Conrad picks you up and sits you at the sink

he lifted your dress up to reveal your dark red laced thong. he felt himself snap. he needed you. he needed to be inside you.

as he pulled the thong all the way down. “god you’re so wet” he puts the red lace in his pocket for ‘safe keeping’

he licked his two fingers as lubricant and started to finger you. you followed his fingers as they disappeared and reappeared. sucking on your bottom lip to not draw attention to the bathroom. even though no one could hear you over the loud music.

“look at me when i’m fucking you” Conrad demanded. he wanted to see how your face contoured at his actions. making him feel good inside

if he could he would do this to you all day. he’s been dreaming about this ever since he could remember. he continued with his action. adding fingers as he goes. as he did you gasped into his forearm almost drawing blood with your red nails. Conrad was circling your clit with his other hand to speed the processes up. he needed you.

“Conrad” you whispered lowly and it snapped. Conrad and you. with the white liquid falling down his hand.

“god i need you” as he licks his fingers clean and leaning down to kiss you, tasting yourself

“you’re all i need” you say with fucked out eyes

Conrad unbuttoned his pants, dropping everything with it. making you take his shirt off. leaving him exposed. you opened your legs wider for him.

“fuck” Conrad leans in to kiss you biting your bottom lip as he pulls away “i don’t have a condom” he says flatly

“it’s fine, i’m on the pill” you say as you get the cum spilling from you and rubbing it on Conrad to lubricat him.

“i need to feel you” Conrad says desperately as he pushes inside you. kissing you to hide your moans.

he was huge. you don’t know what you were expecting but he was stretching you in the best way possible. the whole time knowing Conrad you never ever thought about his size. as he entered inside you, you leaned against the mirror and exposing your neck. moaning loudly to the way Conrad is making you feel giving him a confidence boost. as he continued his actions you would look down because you liked the view and every time Conrad lifted your head to see him. and when he did you moaned because he was the one fucking your cunt.

“let me hear you” Conrad whispered in your ear

“fuck Connie” you say grabbing Conrad and making out with him

something about you being fucked in retro clothes. and how Conrad liked the dress because he could see your boobs which allowed him to leave hickeys down your chest as a manrepelent. that he is the one for you and only you. you tugged on his hair to make him moan, which led to him kissing you deeply, hitting a new spot

“y/n you need to take a picture with me and Taylor” Belly says loudly through the door

“mm- yeah on it just doing some-e touch ups” you struggle to speak because Conrad just kept going deeper and circling your clit trying to make you mess up

as you heard the steps walk away you let out a loud moan which you weren’t expecting. the white substance running down your legs as Conrad just looks amazed at you.

“that was so hot” Conrad says hiding his face into your neck leaving new hickeys to decorate your body in the morning “turn around” Conrad demanded

“but-“

“please it’ll be quick”

and so you did. you didn’t know why but you trusted him with everything you had inside of you. maybe because you knew him amongst all your life, but either way he was making you feel so good today.

he turned you around so your face was looking at the mirror. it was fogged up from the steam coming from the both of you. Conrad aligned himself again going deeper and faster keeping the same pace he liked how your face would come close to the mirror almost hitting it. your eyes were watering and you were trying not to let them stream and ruin your makeup, but he just kept going

your hair was all sorts of tangled. your eyeliner and masacra running and your lipstick was smudged. your boobs were spilling out from the top of the dress as Conrad kept pounding inside of you.

“you look so fucking hot” Conrad says looking at you from the mirror

“yeah” you say half moan half question

“fuck yeah” Conrad affirmed

“take a picture” you say grabbing his phone from the counter and putting it on selfie mode. letting both you and Conrad in the photo as you but your lip and he concentrates on making you feel good

“fuck that was hot” he says as you put it in his hidden photos

you would look at his face from the mirror he was so focused on pleasuring you. and than another moment he would make eye contact with you through the mirror. his naked body heaving from the lost of air.

he leaned down to where your ear was nibbling at it and licking it to add more stimulus and make you come which was successful. you grasped into the sink so hard that you thought you would break it and moaned so loud that Conrad made you face him and kiss him to suppress the noise. because even though he liked hearing you, that was loud enough to hear over the music and didn’t want to stop the fun

“Conrad-” you say clenching on Conrad’s shaft

your stomach was tightening for the third time this night. you felt your body come to a stop, everything inside you started to tighten. you were sure your mascara was running

Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you ramble. He speeds his movements, knowing you’re close

“You’re so beautiful.” he thought. The way your head is titled back, your mouth wide open. He loves the way your eyes were screwed shut in pleasure. He couldn’t help but smile, not being able to stop admiring you.

He watches your face as you unravel, feeling him come close behind. “Ohmygod, fuck. Conrad, please,” you begin to pull away from him and look forward, the overstimulation almost painful. you came so hard tipping Conrad over the edge and following behind.

as he pulls out you felt the cold air hit you and you arched your back, Conrad looks at the sight and wishes he could take a picture. he uses his fingers to push the cum in.

“what are you doing” you ask standing straight but losing your balance

“i want you to walk around with my cum inside you” Conrad says leaning in to kiss you

“you’re so annoying” you say turning around to the fogged you mirror and cleaning it with your hand. fixing your eyes and smudged lips.

“i’m keeping these” Conrad pulls your underwear from his pocket

“no!” you yelp running to grab them but breaking your ankles

“did i do i that” Conrad asks at your lose of walking skills

���shut up” you say walking slowly to the door and walking away struggling

“two new photos today” he says referring back to the polaroid and the explicit version

“only for you” you say fixing your dress down your body as you take your shoes off to be able to walk a little better

“what now” Conrad asked

“i’m tired let me lay with you” you say wrapping your arms around his neck to kiss you

“ok” he says with a polite smile

you didn’t really understand how he could destroy you one moment and than the nicest person in the world. a person who would want to give you the world. and you enjoyed it. it kept you on your toes.

you quickly run to his room to make sure one one else could see your state of fucked up appearance. but your plan failed as Conrad quickly swooped you taking you in for a quick kiss making you smile.

“i have some extra clothes if you want” he asks pulling them out to you

“ooo give me” you say changing quickly in the corner of his room

“you’re funny” he says laughing laying down on his blanket and pillow

“what why” you say putting the shirt over your head and walking back to him

“you were all about yourself a second ago and than now you’re all shy” he says poking you

“oh shut up” you say moving your body so your back faced him

“make me” he says towering over your face so he could be kissed by you

a/n: i take requests!

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[aezuria]

*ੈ✎ xoxo, gossip girl!

content: leo valdez x reader, percy jackson x reader, jason grace x reader

╰┈▸ back cover: how would gossip sessions with them go?

warnings: cursing, rude humor??

librarian's annotations: doing this instead of requests um

*ੈ LEO VALDEZ

SASSY MAN APOCALYPSE

god hes probably talking shit more than u

"oh her? yeah she was such a bitch like no way she looked at you like that when i said i was so obviously taken!"

"and her hair? has she ever heard of a brush? like, if you're gonna come at my girlfriend, at least make yourself look better so you don't embarrass yourself. oh wait, you can't!"

probably laying on you as he does this, and starts squeezing you tightly

"because my girlfriend is the prettiest girl in the world!"

awww that's cute right?

WRONG this man is so quick with his comebacks its actually insane

does NOT think before he speaks

doesnt hold back, even against you (booo why did ur gf privileges not apply to that)

"leo! can you like, move your fat ass off me?" you groan under him as he lays down with his dead weight on top of you.

"like the fat ass you don't have?"

were you silent or SILENCED

everytime you think he wouldnt take it that far?? oh he will go THERE (but he always makes sure u know hes joking)

doesnt want to invoke your wrath so he apologizes IMMEDIATELY

"fix your hair-"

"fix your face- IM SORRY I DIDNT MEAN TO-"

*ੈ PERCY JACKSON

guys. we cant forget abt the OG SASSY MAN

also talking shit a whole lot more than he should

"uh, she needs to get her act together before she can start coming at others; like-" rolls his eyes for EMPHASIS "who does she think she is, talking to you like that?"

damn, who taught this man sass?

bro was BORN with it or smth

even outsasses you sometimes

if you tell him to get like a snack or something and hes in the mood to just lay down with you, he will huff SO loudly

"ugh, fine!"

gets you extra snacks anyway in case you want more (and drinks obviously)

SO SO INVESTED like he has the WHOLE story down

but sometimes mixes up the ppl if its been a while

"wait wait, so the library girl and the jock are dating?"

"the nerd and the library girl are dating, but the jock wanted library girl."

"that makes a lot of sense, actually."

has tea of his OWN because the sea knows everything apparently

"tobias told me-" percy started.

"who the fuck is tobias?"

"the turtle, duh. anyway, he said that this guy always takes girls to the beach on their first date, to make them fall in love with him or something. like, every single girl he's dated."

"...does that count as a manipulation tactic?"

*ੈ JASON GRACE

will be on your side no matter what

like if you end it with an "it is what it is"

um??? it is NOT what it is hello?

doesnt look like hes listening but hes paying attention to EVERYTHING

like hes "reading" a book but hes been on the same page for the entire time youve been talking

tries not to laugh at your rather creative insults, but sometimes you get a soft chuckle out of him

you take that as a win

once, you caught him listening through the door as you gossiped with piper over the phone

he was SO embarrassed omg

after that, you made sure to tell him all the tea as soon as you have it

"—and he cheated on her with her SISTER. who's like, three years younger than him! like, what the fuck? that's not even all he did!" you sit up, hands playing with the blanket. you think you see him lean a bit closer, as if wanting to hear more. "she fucked his brother in his room, like, her ex boyfriend's room for revenge! okay, that was a bitch move, but was it deserved?"

jason shrugged. "i'd say no one deserves to be cheated on, but he kinda did deserve it."

"exactly!"

#*ੈ✎ stories #covey did u see the tobias sneak #leo valdez #leo valdez x reader #jason grace #jason grace x reader #percy jackson #percy jackson x reader #percy jackson and the olympians x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #pjo #hoo #pjo x reader #hoo x reader #heroes of olympus x reader #heroes of olympus #pjo hoo toa

[iwritefandomimagines]

HE’S NOT YOU — JAMIE TARTT

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pairing: jamie tartt x fem!reader

description: as a chelsea women’s player, you’re well acquainted with the men’s team too. given that before you signed for chelsea you had joked that mason mount was your only other footballer crush, jamie is less than impressed by your friendship.

warnings: swearing, jealous!jamie (can regular readers tell i’m a sucker for jealousy fics lmao), also ft. roy being an advice giving legend. soft in the end <3

author’s note: i picked mason because i love him lol sorry this was self-indulgent. based on a request for jealous jamie :-) enjoy & thank u as ever for reading x

“You comin’ over tonight then, babe?”

Jamie’s eyes bored into yours as his hands firmly gripped your waist, both of you leaning on the wall of the Richmond changing room about to head out.

You’d come to watch him train early, as you had the weekend off training yourself and wanted a little extra time with your boyfriend.

Well, that and you’d made evening plans with some of your Chelsea teammates and the men’s team too, and you didn’t want Jamie to be disappointed when you reminded him you were busy tonight.

“Sorry baby, I’ve got plans with the squad tonight, remember?” you pouted, and you watched his face drop, “I mean— you can come too if you’d like?”

“Is it just your squad or… like, Chelsea?”

You narrowed your eyes at this question, but before you could ask why it mattered, your phone buzzed and you pulled it out to see a message in your group chat.

MASON: what time did we agree again?

Jamie couldn’t help the way that his eyes snapped down to your phone, and you noticed the scowl that spread on his face at the sight of the message.

“Yeah, you know what, I will come,” he puffed out his chest a little, standing up straight and running a hand through his hair, “What’s the plan, princess?”

You were more than confused by his reaction, “Uh, we’re just going to get drinks somewhere. Are you alright? Why do you look like I’ve just hidden your hair products and not like I’ve invited you on a night out?”

He crossed his arms over his chest with a scoff, “I don’t. Am fine. Text me where to meet you and I’ll be there. See you later, babe.”

Before you could ask again why he was being so strange about this, he’d kissed you on the forehead and turned to leave.

“I’m guessing by the look on his face, that message was from Mason Mount?” suddenly Roy Kent had appeared at your side, his arms crossed and his brow quirked.

You nodded, but huffed as you replied, “Yeah it was. But what does that matter?”

You had been surprised with how close you’d become to Roy in the time that you’d known him — both as a legend at your own club and one at Richmond.

But, and in particular when you started dating Jamie, he’d been like an older brother to you — always checking in to make sure Jamie treated you right, giving you advice (as best as the grumpy old man could, anyway).

You were eternally grateful for how he treated you, though right now you had no fucking clue what he was talking about.

“C’mon, Y/N/N,” he raised his eyebrow even more, like you were an idiot for not realising the problem. Maybe you were, “Before you signed for Chelsea, you told Jamie that you had a thing for Mason. However stupid your little crush was, he’s obviously not happy that you’re friends with him now.”

Wow. Okay.

“We’re just friends, though, and it’s not like I’d be spending the night alone with him,” you frowned, feeling guilty that your boyfriend felt that way and that he didn’t feel that he could talk to you about it.

“It doesn’t help that Jamie’s had a tough season and your new star boy mate is this season’s top scorer (a/n: 😐 like i said, self-indulgent lol) and he plays for your club,” Roy shrugged like it was the most obvious thing in the world, “He just sees him as competition. And he’s not going to tell you that.”

Before he could react, you wrapped your arms around him in a hug, “Thanks Roy, you’re the best. I’m gonna go speak to him about it.”

“Oi, oi,” he pulled back a little, but not entirely as this was you, “Alright. Go get him out of his little tantrum. And say hi to the Chelsea lot for me.”

“Will do, Kent, will do.”

You pulled out your phone again as he walked away with a low chuckle.

Y/N: J, babe, where are you? can i come get ready at yours tonight please? x

JAMIE: you sure you want to? but yeah sure x

Y/N: don’t be daft, of course i do. i’ve got some stuff to do quickly and then i’ll be at yours, ok? x

JAMIE: ok, princess. see you soon x

You turned up to his house two hours later, and when you knocked the front door he answered in seconds, like he’d been anxiously waiting for you.

You slung your bag down from your shoulder, placing it by the front door and scooping your arms around your neck to kiss him, “Hey, baby.”

“Hiya,” he smiled, kissing you back for a moment, “What made ya want to come here and get ready?”

He seemed uncharacteristically shy as he asked this, as though he was worried about your answer.

“You want the honest answer?”

“Well, yeah. Course. Unless it’s bad. Is it bad?”

“Roy told me how you feel about me being mates with Mase,” okay, maybe you shouldn’t have called him that in this conversation, but you pressed on, “I wanted to talk to you about it, because I didn’t realise you felt like that.”

He swallowed thickly, frowning down at you as you followed him into the living room to continue the conversation.

“Is this the part where you tell me you’re seeing him behind me back or something? Or that you don’t want me to come tonight?”

You sighed, shaking your head and grabbing both of his hands in yours, “The opposite, J.”

He shrugged, “I’d get it. He’s Mason fuckin’ Mount and you’ve fancied him forever. At least his club don’t hate him (a/n: once again self indulgent here) and he’s scoring goals left right and fucking centre at the minute.”

Once again you hooked your arms around him, pulling him closer to you as you forced eye contact.

“Jam, I’m not seeing him and I wouldn’t want to. I have you, and you’re all I want. Sure, I do think you’re fit as fuck on the pitch, but I don’t just fancy you ‘cause you’re a good footballer,” you pleaded with him, and his face softened, “I don’t have a thing for Mason, and scoring goals is hardly gonna swing that for me. I joked that I thought he was attractive before I knew him, yeah, but he’s just a mate and I don’t look at him like that. He’s not you, Jamie, he’ll never be you.”

He seemed half-satisfied by this for a moment, before gritting his teeth and shaking his head, “He plays for your club though, you go for coffee all the time, you have a laugh with him while I’ve been a miserable prick ‘cause I’m playing like fuckin’ shit at the moment.”

It broke your heart to hear him say that, and suddenly you felt like an absolute arsehole for not noticing how he felt sooner and doing something about it.

“Who he plays for doesn’t matter, neither does the fact I like his company as a friend,” you pouted, “But I haven’t done a good enough job of making that clear, and I promise I’ll make sure I do in future because I never want you to feel insecure. I love you, J. Just you. And the fact that you’re struggling at the moment just makes me want to help you, not fuck you off for someone else.”

He kissed you softly, a sort of subtle thank you gesture for your words, even though you weren’t sure he entirely believed them.

He’d never been insecure before, always so certain of himself.

But when it came to you, he was always worried that he wasn’t good enough and you’d realise that eventually.

“We don’t have to go tonight, you know that yeah?” you asked, pushing a hair that had fallen from behind his hair band into his face, “We can do something just me and you. Or stay in.”

He shook his head, “Nah, we should go. It’ll be fun, and I probably should meet him without being a prick to him because I get so jealous that I usually am.”

“It’s fair enough,” you shrugged, “But he’s lovely, and he’s a big fan of you. Thinks you’re class, and wants you to sign for us if anything.”

This seemed to perk Jamie up more, both because it meant Mason was well aware you were taken and because he thought he was class.

“Maybe I should,” he smirked, kissing your nose.

“Now c’mon, if we’re going out I need to get ready,” you hummed, “I look like shit and if I’m going to show up with my hot boyfriend for the first time, I have to try and look at least slightly close to your league.”

He scoffed, “Don’t be daft, you’re gorgeous. World class. Can’t wait to show off my girl.”

You beamed, blushing crimson under his intense gaze before he leaned in and kissed you again.

“I can’t believe you’d think I’d ever want anyone else when I’ve got Jamie fuckin’ Tartt, eh?”

“You know what, princess, you’re right.”

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thank you for reading !!! i hope this was okay, sorry if it’s a little messy but it was fun to write because i <3 soft jamie and also love mason mount ridiculous amounts lmao so this was based on a jealousy request but also v self indulgent.

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could u pls write a part 2 to talking off the promise ring during an argument??

OF COURSE SWEETHEART!

MASTERLIST PART ONE

Enha Reaction- Rings back on?

Jungwon- Jungwon showed up to your house not long after you stormed out of the apartment, he was worried and he felt bad. Jungwon knew he was in the wrong. He should have reached out to you. The boy knocked on your door, your ring on his finger. "What do you want?" You asked in the crack in the door, you had the chain lock on. If you weren't mad at him, he would've made a joke about you keeping it locked. "I am sorry. I should have communicated, if you did that to me I would get scared too." Your eyes softened and you unlocked the door, "come in." Jungwon took a sigh of relief and walked in, immediately after shutting the door he hugged you. "I'm so sorry genuinely, I probably would've gone crazy if you did the same thing." "I forgive you." You mumbled into his neck, "can I have my ring back now?"

Heeseung- You rolled around in bed, you felt bad after that fight with Heeseung. Giving up your freedom wasn't the same as dating him. You were being unreasonable. You know Heeseung just loved you so much and wanted to show you off. You were so scared that people would hate you or- You were kicked out of your thoughts when there was a banging on your door. You hopped up in a frenzie, it was like 1am. When you opened the door Heeseung walked in scaling the room. "Are you okay!? Jungwon told me someone tried to break in!" Your jaw dropped, "what!? no what the hell!?" Heeseung stopped in his tracks, "you didn't call him? and tell him someone is trying to break in?" "No! and why would I call him of all people! I'd call you if someone was breaking in!" "You still would even if I messed up?" Heeseung asked, you looked at him and nodded. "Heeseung... If you want to tell people it's okay. I just don't want to be exposed publicly, but if you want to say you're in a relationship that is okay with me. I should've looked at all sides." Heeseung looked at you and grabbed your hand, "I'm sorry... I- I just I love you and I am proud to be with you. I just want to show people that i’m taken." You nodded, "you can tell people just please let me take babysteps." Heeseung nodded and pulled you into a hug, "can you put your ring back on now?" You laughed a little and nodded.

Jay- After your talk with Jay you felt terrible. He ended up texting you telling you if you change your mind to meet him at a said airport. So here you were running down the street with a backpack. You'd deal with the other stuff once he had to go back to Korea, he was still touring so you had time to figure everything else out. Priority one, get your boyfriend back. You had jumped out of the uber because of traffic. When you got into the airport you frantically looked around for him. You must've looked insane but you didn't care about anything else but Jay. You spotted him walking down to get in line. "Jay!" You yelled out. Instantly he turned around and saw you, quickly he grabbed you and took you to a corner of the airport. "You actually came?" "Yes, I was being stupid and scared and I didn't mean what I said. When I really thought about it I realized there's no one else who I would want to be with! I can get a job there and pay for my own things eventually! I-" He kissed you, "I still have your ticket with me." He grabbed your hand and squeezed it, "thank you. If at any point you want to go home tell me." You smiled at him and gave him a hug, "I love you so much."

Jake- Jake had been driving around trying to figure out what the fuck happened in the past 20 min. Meanwhile, you were a mess in your room. His parents didn't like you, you were completely devoted to their son and it wasn't enough. You didn't feel like enough. When Jake got back home and found out about his parents whispers about you he quickly rushed out and to your apartment. You didn't answer the door or your phone. Frantically, he started looking for your spare key. It wasn't under the planter nor the mat. No way would you put it in the plant right? Jake took a deep breath and started digging through the plant, dirt everywhere on your small mat and area. He finally found the key in the dirt and unlocked your door. Rushing in he looked frantically for you. He found you in your room crying and you screamed when you saw him. You did not expect a man in your house- let alone Jake covered in dirt. "Did you kill my plant?" You asked between you trying to stabilize your breathing. "I needed your key..." He was trying to breathe too. He sat down on your bed and caressed your face. "You're getting dirt on me and my bed." "I-I'm sorry the only thing on my mind right now is you, I don't care if they don't like you yet. I love you and I want to stick with you. Please let me stick with you." You looked up at him and again, "I cant let you ruin your relationshi-" "It's on them. Not you. Please..." Jake still held your face in his hands, "please don't leave me because of other people's opinions. People's opinions can change." One of your favorite things about Jake is that he was always hopeful, you loved him for that. You nodded. "Okay Jake." You sniffled and kept looking at him, "youre helping me clean the sheets though." Jake smiled and kissed you, "anything."

Sunghoon- Currently, you were at work. You had some songs to write and people to have meetings with. The day was packed. You were in the studio trying to focus. Your fight with Sunghoon will help with song writing so you tried to focus on that. You took a deep breath and continued to scribble in your notebook. You put headphones in so you didnt even notice someone coming into your office and sitting down next to you. When you finally realized you took them out. Low and behold there he is- after a day of no contact. "What?" You asked coldly. "I'm sorry, I was overreacting. It's not like that random guy is going to contact you or try to be with you." Sunghoon said, it made you laugh and you started to continue writing. "Wait did he?" It made you laugh harder, "yeah he did, I told him no." You turned your head and moved it to the side. "You told him no?" Sunghoon was trying to catch up with the conversation. "Sunghoon, you are my ideal type obviously, I love YOU, I'm dating YOU." He looked visibly relieved, "you're still dating me?" Your heart eyes were showing for him, "yes, you came back to talk to me." Sunghoon finally relaxed fully, "I believe this belongs to you then." He put the ring back on your finger, then started to help you with your work.

Sunoo- You were still in bed for the next few hours that you didn't even realized Sunoo was still in your home. When you finally got up to eat you saw him sitting on the couch. "Didn't I tell you to leave?" "No- Well yes." Sunoo stood up and brushed himself off. He followed you into the kitchen. "Why are you still here? Are you waiting for the mystery person to show up?" You deadpanned. "No, I'm not. I was being unreasonable and I should've asked if you were okay first." Sunoo took a deep breath and watched you start cooking dinner, he noticed that even in your state you were cooking for him too. "Y/n...?" You looked up at him, you were tired and it showed. "Are you okay?" With those three words you started crying, almost instantly he wrapped his arms around you and let you cry. Sunoo whispered apologies to you as you let it out. At the end of the night he finished cooking for you both and whined until you put your ring back on.

Ni-Ki- Riki laid in bed, he hadn't moved for awhile and the other members started to realize it. If they offered to play a game with him he would say no, if they offered takeout, he would say no, batting cages, no, everything was a no. Jake ended up reaching out to you and telling you what was up. You being the angel you are went over and went back into the room the argument started. Riki was on his bunk, on his stomach with your ring in his hand. Part of you did feel bad but for the most part- you didn't. You stood there for a second before leaning down and flicking his forehead. "Jake seriou-" He shot up, hitting his head when he realized it was you, "Y/N!" "So now you want to talk to me?" Your brow quipped up and you stared at him. "I'm sorry, I was being a total dick. You aren't annoying and I didn't mean anything. It was a mood swing or something and I apologize..." Riki held his head low, you took a deep breath and made him look up at you. "Please just communicate with me next time, instead of taking it out on me... You really hurt my feelings." He nodded frantically, "I will work on it I promise..." "Okay, now give me my ring back and give me attention!"

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Pussy Monster

Pt 3┊͙✧˖*°࿐

Of course you were playin with the nigga, but you just wanted to see how far he would go for you to stay.

The sound of the now broken controller echoed through the nearly empty house, it’s parts flying everywhere, nearly tripping an anxious Connie who tried to follow you into his room, but his attempt was unsuccessful. You locked the door, giggling behind it, still topless.

It’s crazy how he knew he fucked up and how he knew that he deserved it, but it was all a bluff, this was just part of his punishment, he probably wouldn’t get to see your pussy until he married you.

“Y/n open the door I’m sorry”, he nearly whimpered, the door knob jiggled to the point where the screws began to loosen, “Y/n I will break this fuckin door Princess lo siento,” he said banging on his room door.

“Nah cus how you gon lock me out of my own house” he said, and then, there was a pause. A moment of silence if you will. You sat comfortably on his bed still pissed at what he said but the length of the silence concerned you. Slowly, you eased off of the bed, meeting your reflection in the mirror, your dark brown wig braided into a ponytail and your wig-band still on.

But then the sound started again, and now the door was opened, he used his room key, and the force of the door opening caused the handle to fall off completely. “ Nigga you damaging your shit because of what you said, I’m not arguing wit ya ass by the way.”

You sat on his bed, grabbed your phone which was grabbed out of your hands by Connie, “Nah we arguing tonight, the fuck was them posts about!” He yelled, you felt your headache easing in again due to all of the excitement.

“ Brodie I told you my head was hurtin n asked your fuck ass to keep it down nicely, and you still did the most, so I got bored, went on instagram, talked my dog shit, and now u mad because you’re feeling the conviction! You know you dead wrong nigga so apologize and repent hoe!” You stated, acrylics clicking together and flying around.

You couldn’t help but laugh at his distraught, that was before you noticed his hazel eyes tearing up, they pooled until his cheeks became flush, and they fell freely, he no longer cared about containing himself to feed his ego, he wanted you to take him seriously, and deep down he was scared.

You stopped laughing abruptly and tilted your head to finally meet his eyes, he handed you back your phone, and looked away shamefully. If anyone was to be ashamed it should have been you, because your titties were still out, but the joke had gone a little farther than you expected..

He caught his breath and whispered, “lo siento, please y/n dont leave me..” 

“Fuck” you thought to yourself, you caved and held him close to you. “Con baby I’ll never leave you, it’s just that the things you do really upset me sometimes and-“ “ I know” he interrupted, “ I dont know why I keep doing it mi amor, I’m sorry and I mean it.” His eyes were now red and puffy, snot peeked from his nose and his cheeks were wet with tears.

His long brown lashes damp from all the crying, as you wiped them away with your thumb. His eyes were so alluring, the eyes that made you fall in love with him, you felt the tension between you both, hot and thick. You tried to ignore how seeing him beg for you made your pussy wet, but when his soft plush lips met yours, you lost control.

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ᝰ MY OH MY. ━━ (009) classic sunwoo-yn-bff-date

WORD COUNT. 1343

WARNINGS. swearing (like always), mentions of food and insecurities, lots of physical touch, princess diaries references, also please remember that sunwoo is sunwoo if u know what i mean ;p | i’m so excited to post this but written chapters are always terrifying to post for me so please leave me your thoughts and feedback <3 i really need it when it comes to these

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YOU HAD TO GIVE IT TO SUNWOO. HE WAS TRUE TO HIS WORD.

Half an hour after the text, you opened the door in your pajamas to find a panting Sunwoo, water dripping down his raincoat as he held up a bag.

He didn’t even let you greet him or invite him in properly before he'd stormed past you. He shrugged of his coat and placed it over a random chair, leaving him in his familiar black hoodie and sweatpants as he turned to look at you.

Sunwoo was the first to speak up despite the questions circulating in your mind.

“Why do you look so surprised? I told you I was coming over for a classic Sunwoo-Yn-BFF-date.”

You squinted your eyes at the boy in front of you. He pushed his dripping curly hair out of his face.

You tried giving him the dirtiest look you could manage. “I don’t care what you say. I’m not going out, Sunwoo.”

“Yeah, I obviously knew you’d wanna stay holed up in here.” He rolled his eyes and held up the shopping bag once again. “That’s why I bought snacks and the passwords for Kevin hyung’s streaming services accounts, because lord knows he’s probably paying for all of them.”

As Sunwoo trailed off to complain about Kevin’s spending habits as if he had to pay for it himself, you walked over to the bathroom to get the boy a towel. In the couple of moments you were in there, you caught a glance of your state in the mirror.

Sure, you still looked disheveled and you still had bags underneath your swollen eyes from the crying and lack of sleep, your lips.. your lips were also cracked and swollen from the excessive amount of chewing you did on them out of stress;

But somehow, you knew you looked a little brighter than before and you’re almost certain who was to blame for that change.

You walked back to your living room where, to your horror, Sunwoo had already made himself comfortable on your couch.

You rushed over and scolded him. “Get off my couch! You haven’t even dried yourself off and it’s way too expensive for you to douse it in rainwater.”

Sunwoo scoffed, looking at you with a judgmental expression when you held out the towel to him. “You act like this couch is going to bring you gold. You got it from a fucking thrift store!”

He didn't take the towel, instead grabbing your arm and leaning his head in your general direction.

“Are you seriously implying that I dry your hair right now?” You gasped.

Sunwoo sat up at the edge of the couch, still holding your arm and pulling you so that you’re standing in between his legs.

“Yeah, it’s nicer when you do it.”

“I thought I was supposed to be the one cheered up.” You scoffed, rolling your eyes. Sure, you might sound annoyed, but Sunwoo could tell by the way you gently began to dry his hair anyway that it was only a joke.

“You get to see my handsome face from this close. I consider that a win for all of us!” He smiled up at you, the towel now covering the greater part of his head and ears.

You left it there and turned around to let yourself fall on a comfortable spot next to him on the couch.

“Just for that, you can do it yourself.”

You don’t even look at him, simply letting him gasp at you in disbelief as you grabbed the remote to search for something for you to watch.

Eventually he gave in, continuing to dry his hair himself. Of course, not without complaining, but you didn't mind. It was kind of comforting; him being here while you felt like dying was comforting. So he could complain as much as he wanted so long as it meant you could have your best friend by your side.

“I NEVER GOT why they act like Mia’s makeover was such a big deal. Sure, if she explicitly wanted to change up her look I would get it, but they act she’s a totally different person when she is just as pretty before.”

You ended up settling on watching ‘Princess Diaries’ again, curled up on the couch with Sunwoo’s arm resting behind you while you two stuffed your faces with snacks and other unhealthy, comforting treats. The two of you had watched the movie more times than you could count on both your hands. At that point, it was nearly a symbol of your friendship. It just never got old to you.

You nodded with Sunwoo as he monologued about the movie's endearing yet problematic 2000s-esque plot.

“But that makes me think,” You said through a mouthful of Doritos, still staring at the screen. “Do you think Yeonjun would’ve made that bet if I was different? If I, like, changed? You know?”

Sunwoo’s attention on the movie immediately moved a hundred percent towards you with that sentence. You only turned your head towards him when you felt his wide eyes burning a hole in the side of your face.

“Are you considering changing for him?!” No sign of a joke or anything of the sort could be detected in his voice as he asked.

You smiled and looked down. You did consider it for a while. That was how much you felt for him. But in the end, you shook you head.

“I don’t really want to change. But I wonder about it sometimes. Maybe he’d love me back if I did?”

Focusing your gaze back on the screen, you whispered to no one in particular. “I just wanna be loved too.”

“You should never change for a man though. You shouldn’t change for anyone, for that matter. What’s the point of being loved if it isn’t for your true self? That just seems tiring.” Sunwoo's voice was raised and his eyebrows furrowed. He was clearly not done with the topic yet. “Also, he’s a selfish-stupid-dumb-dumb-poopyhead and nothing you do is going to change that.”

Your laugh echoed through the small living room at his word choice. Sunwoo fought back a small smile at the wonderful sound.

Finally, he turned back to the television with you. “I can’t ever understand why you still care about him so much after everything, but I get where you’re coming from. Don’t we all crave to be loved deep down?”

The last sentence caught you off-guard. Sunwoo often hid behind silly jokes and funny remarks, but he could be quite insightful when he wanted to be. You nodded once again, trusting that he saw it in the corner of his eye.

He did. He placed the arm that was resting behind you around your own, rubbing it gently. “And don’t worry. I’ll always be here to love your true self, despite your, well… thousands of extremely obvious flaws.”

“Hey!” You exclaimed, making Sunwoo cover his ears. You completely ignored all the nice stuff he said as you proceeded to punch him in the arm with an offended look on your face.

He had the nerve to seem just as offended. “I’m not apologizing. You are a very messy and deeply flawed person, Yn!” He said matter-of-factly.

Rolling your eyes, you sunk back into the sofa. “Gee, thanks, man!”

His offended charade didn't last long. Soon enough, a smile grew on his features. He almost crushed the snacks in between you as he wrapped his arms around you and pulled you towards him. Your head landed softly against the shoulder of his black hoodie.

“But I meant what I said. I’ll promise that I’ll do my best to make you feel even the slightest bit loved.”

“Why?” A pout was still present on your lips, but you didn't make any effort to move free from his grip, only nuzzling your cheek in the crook of his neck.

You could feel him shrug as he pulled a blanket over the two of you.

“Because that’s what best friends do, I guess.”

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Me And My Husband - Chapter 5

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Masterlist / Series Masterlist

Chapter 6

Summary: Barty is avoiding Y/n who is avoiding Sirius and Remus, teen drama at its best. But what happens when a certain someone's younger brother finds out who hurt his best friend

Warnings: swearing, teenagers are kind of dicks sometimes

Notes: sorry this jumps a lot between different characters, there was a lot of stuff I was excited to add into this chapter

Word count: 2,481

It had been two weeks since the Library incident, meaning it had been two whole weeks since Y/n last spoke to Barty. Though it wasn't by her own choice, no the Ravenclaw seemed to be avoiding her. Which is surprisingly easy when you aren't in the same house and share very few classes. Though Barty wasn't the only one avoiding people. Y/n herself had also been avoiding Sirius and Remus, much to a certain sandy haired boy's annoyance. For two weeks Remus had been trying to apologise to Y/n, which is very hard when said girl does nothing but glare right through him as if he didn't exist. What annoyed Remus more than being ignored by Y/n, was how unhelpful Sirius had been since that night in the library. Sirius had seemed more cruel towards her, making harsh remarks and jokes loud enough for the girl to hear. They always made James and Peter laugh, though Remus knew it was because they didn't understand the severity of their situation. And as much as Remus was angry with Sirius he couldn't pretend he himself was innocent, he was just as cruel to the friends of the poor girl who only wanted to get to know the two.

It was again that time of day when Remus would attempt another apology, he thought even if she didn't really want to accept his apology, It would eventually wear her down enough to do so. People didn't often seem to harbour guilt for things they believed were the right thing to do. So as soon as Remus saw the Slytherin girl he was looking for, and thankfully she was alone, he ran over to her calling out her name, making her stop dead in her tracks. With a roll of her eyes Y/n spun around to come face to face with one of the boys she'd been trying to avoid, unfortunately his constant harassment almost made her want to accept his apology so he'd just leave her alone. “What the hell do you want Lupin?” The girl asked in a cold and flat tone “I wanted to apologies for what happened in the library Y/n, I shouldn't have said any of those things” the girl scoffed at the tall boy “I agree, you definitely shouldn't have ever said those things to my friends, and I still don't forgive you” she turned to leave but stopped at the pathetically miserable noise Remus let out “Look Lupin it's been 14 days and you've apologised 32 times already, that's more than twice a day. So take a hint and leave me the fuck alone”.

She tried to leave, Remus though didn't like that and grabbed her wrist to stop her from leaving. She whipped her head back and tried pulling away from the tall boy “let go of me Lupin” her voice was cold and almost threatening. “Will you please just listen to me Y/n” the girl tried pulling away once more “I told you no, I don't-” Y/n was cut off by the hand around her wrist tightening, it felt as though her wrist would shatter under his grip “ow! Remus let go please, you're hurting me” her voice wavered and cracked, unable to hide her obvious fear of the boy's sudden change in behaviour. Y/n struggled more in his grip before finally getting free from the boy she assumed had major anger issues. “You know what, maybe my mother was right, you dirty half-bloods are all the same, don't try to talk to me again Lupin. I mean it!” Her voice edged away from the fear it held mere seconds ago to an icy and deep tone. Before the tanned boy could say anything else, Y/n turned around and finally walked off, leaving the boy alone and completely gutted.

“Merlin she's such an uptight bitch” Sirius said to the boy next to him, the said ‘uptight bitch’ he was referring to was none other than Y/n L/n. The only reason he was saying those things, was simply because after another rejection, Remus went sulking to his best friend. Said boy was currently buried under his thick blankets, sulking in his own self pity, Sirius never liked when his friends were upset, no matter what caused it. Sirius was also an incredibly impulsive person, which the two didn't mix very well. “You know what if she doesn't want to talk to you that's fine, I don't care anyway what someone like her thinks of either of us” his harsh words were followed by the loud noise of his stomping feet. Remus peeked his head out of his blanket just enough to see what the raven haired boy was up to, Sirius was currently shoving open the large window beside his bed.

The boy moved over to his bed picking up the enchanted green vase sitting on his bedside table, which for the past two weeks had been the only thing keeping the flowers alive. The angry boy made his way back over to the window, looking out before his attention was directed back to Remus “what are you doing?”. Sirius let out an annoyed huff “getting rid of this stupid thing, if she doesn't want to be ‘friends’ then I'm not going to keep some stupid reminder of her next to my bed” and with that he let the flowers drop out of the window, a quiet smash being heard a few seconds later. Sirius seemed to think that if he couldn't see it, it was no longer his problem. With that said and done, and the window now shut, the grey eyed boy left the room, his anger still burning. Remus just stayed laying in his bed staring up at his own vase, a small ache in his chest as he looked at them.

It had been an entire two days since Y/n was last harassed by Remus, it had been a good experience for the girl, quiet and less annoying. Though she couldn't feel too happy about it, she was still unable to get Barty to talk to her. Not even when she asked Evan and Regulus to help her so many times, he just seemed to avoid everyone and everything. It started with just not talking to her and the rest of their friends, then he was skipping a few meals here and there, and then he stopped showing up to the few classes they shared together, and he stopped going to any meals all together. Y/n heart ached for her friend, she only managed to get passing glimpses of him as he walked through the halls, but even from afar she could tell he didn't look good. Barty seemed more sickly looking, his skin was more pale than usual and he had dark bags under his eyes. Another thing she noticed was how his clothes had been seeming more baggy then his usual.

On the other hand the one thing she didn't seem to worry about was how rude Sirius was towards her recently, she couldn't care less about him or his stupid friend. Well that's what she was telling herself, but no matter how many times she thought that it didn't stop the gut wrenching feeling that twisted her stomach when she saw the green vase that once held flowers she gifted to Sirius, shattered against the ground. The once beautiful flowers were now dried up and dead. All she could do was stare at it thinking about how even though she was beyond angry with him, she never once had a thought to get rid of the gift he gave to her. But perhaps she was wrong to think that. Y/n looked down at her hand, the ring she once thought was pretty now left a sour taste in her mouth, she hated Sirius for that.

The next day when James left his room early for quidditch practice, he had tripped up on his way out, only just managing to catch himself on the door. Peter, who was a very light sleeper and woke up when his friend was getting ready, watched James with a slight bit of worry that was mostly covered by joy at watching his best friend ‘almost’ eat shit “you alright there Bambi?” The joy he felt was obvious in his tone “well I'm certainly awake now Pete” the two quietly laughed together, hoping to not wake up the other two sleeping boys. James looked down to the floor to find out what he tripped on, he was expecting it to be the rug that covered the hallway, thinking that it was probably pulled up by their door. What he saw though was what appeared to be a shoe box, the name Sirius written on the lid. The curly haired boy seemed to completely ignore the fact he had quidditch practice in 10 minutes. As he picked the book up off the floor, he brought it into his room and shut the door behind him.

“What's that?” Peter nodded towards the book James held “dunno, it's for Sirius” the two boys looked over at their sleeping friend “reckon we should wake him?” Peter asked unsure about what to do. James considered it for a few seconds before placing the box on the bedside table of said sleeping boy. He gently shook his friend awake “James I swear if you're asking me to come to your practice again, I'll punch you” James laughed at the tired boys insult “no no Siri, there was a box outside our door with your name on it, almost tripped over it” Sirius couldn't help but let out a tired laugh at his friends misery. “What's in the box?” James shrugged, pulling it off the table and handing it over to Sirius, who was now sitting up. Sirius gently opened the box as James watched over his shoulder, the box was filled with deep red tissue paper. Sirius pulled out the first few layers and felt his heart sink into his gut. In the box was a smaller wooden box, the same one decorated with stars he had gifted to Y/n. there was also a single yellow carnation, just starting to wilt around the edges and seemed to droop slightly when held up. But what made the sad feeling in his stomach bubbled into pure dread was the dark green jewellery box, Sirius knew what sat inside, it was obvious. It was decorated with a crest and motto he was all too familiar with ‘Toujours Pur’. A sick part of him hoped it was a joke, that if he opened the box he'd find nothing but a note, explaining how it was just a cruel prank. He clung to that hope as he slid the box open, the beautiful ring seemed to gleam even in the dim room.

“Wow looks like someone has a secret admirer; some kind of trinket, a flower and even an expensive looking ring” James said as his hand landed on Sirius's shoulder. Peter stood up from his desk, walking over to check out the contents of the gift “holy shit that looks incredibly expensive, whoever it was seems to like you a whole lot” James nodded in agreement “yeah I mean not even my dad got mum something that expensive” Sirius just let out a strained laugh, the two boys just assumed he was nervous about the very pricey display of affection. “hmm, yeah that must really like me” with that Sirius packed the stuff back away into the box and slid it under his bed “well it's a Saturday, so I'm going back to sleep, and I, hopefully, won't wake up until mid-day, have a good practice Prongs” the boy threw himself back down onto his bed, pulling the sheet over him. James and Peter shared a smile, unaware of how miserable their friend was.

Though Sirius wasn't the only miserable one, Y/n herself was also sulking. Though instead of inside the confines of her room she was sat on the top floor of the Astronomy tower, no one ever came to a place meant for stargazing during the day, so it meant she would be left alone. Well mostly, the only other person who would ever think to even come here during the day, let alone on the weekend, was Regulus. After all it was the place they met, it was always the place the both of them went to if they were upset about something. Reglus slowly moved towards the crying girl, gently placing his hand on her back as he sat down next to her “oh mon chéri, what's wrong?” His voice was soft and gentle, his hand rubbing up and down against her back to soothe the girl. “It's just Barty still won't talk to me, no matter how hard I try and it's all Sirius's fault” the small boy froze up, his face hardening at the thought of his brother hurting his friend “what did my brother do to him” Y/n sniffled and looked up at Regulus, her sad eyes full of tears “he said such horrible things to him, and so did his stupid half-blood friend Lupin” she wiped her eye before continuing “they called him all sorts of things, like a pathetic Ravenclaw, and a pathetic pureblood, they even had the audacity to call him Evans pet bird” she shook her head “and then Sirius had the brilliant idea to throw out those stupid flowers I got him, and I mean literally, he threw them out of a window I think” Regulus eyebrows furrowed, he was beyond angry, violent thoughts of yelling at his brother filled his mind. “And after that I gave him back that god awful ring, if he can't respect me or my friends, then I simply refuse to marry him”.

The boy's face instantly relaxed as his eyes shot down to Y/n's left hand, and sure enough, the ring was nowhere to be seen. Quickly his thoughts of him yelling at Sirius was replaced by thoughts of his mother, she'd be beyond furious if she found out he ruined the engagement. He was so incredibly angry at Sirius, how dare he hurt two of his best friend's who never did anything to him, how dare he hurt them so much they stopped hanging around each other, that they both stopped smiling as much, that they cried harder than he'd ever seen before. Regulus wanted Sirius to feel the pain his friends felt, and he knew just how to do so. “Don't worry, I'll make sure to take care of him for you alright, he won't hurt you again,I promise Y/n” the young girl leant into his arms, tears starting to pour down her face again.

#harry potter #james potter #sirius black #remus lupin #the marauders era #wolfstar #the marauders #peter pettigrew #marauders era #remus lupin x reader #sirius black x reader #sirius and regulus #remus lupin x sirius black #remus x reader #marauders x reader #remus lupin fic #remus x sirius #sirius black x reader x remus lupin #sirius x remus #marauders

[serxinns]

Love potion!: Denkis deal

Disclaimer this is an alternative path for a Love potion

Context: You wanted hide away from your love-crazy classmates for a while so you went up the top of the roof it was all quiet until you heard a giggle

M/c: Magic color

This fic was made by my good old buddy @lady-ashfade here's the og here

You ran inside and shut the door behind you quickly taking a breath you sighed in relief, "Finally peace" Your classmates were driving you crazy today. The Bakusquad wanted to watch a scary movie with you but the deku and his gang wouldn't let them saying excuses like "You'll get nightmares while watching it!" they were arguing for a while until it became a huge fight everyone was tugging you all over the place when u finally managed to sneak off using a decoy spell to escape and now you're here

You walked to the rail looking at the view the sun was about to set turning it into a beautiful pink and yellow creation the wind blows through your hair you were beginning to feel calm so you closed your eyes to experience the moment you began to hum a song to ease your nerves a bit everything was peaceful until you heard a giggle

you quickly turned around to see Denki all sly-looking his hands were behind his back making it seem he was hiding something you cursed under your breath confused about how he found you buy kept your cool "What Is it denki" you said with a tone of tried and annoyance "Are you here to take me back to bakugo and them and claim victory" "Now now darling why would I do that if I wanna help you" Denki said still smirking with his hands raised to show that he was on your side

you were getting confused "With what exactly?" "Why The antidote of course" That made you whip your head around Denki giggled at that "That got you're full attention-" he was then cut off feeling something wrapped around his neck tight it was you pulling his tie tight to make him go on your level "what do you know about the antidote," you said with a glare that could kill "Easy easy!" he said raising his hands up "ill explain it to you if you just let go and lock the roof door you don't want the others to barge in "

you were you were feeling uneasy when he said that as much as you wanted to decline the offer and tell him to fuck off you couldn't he knew what the antidote is he knew how to cure you're classmates he knew how to stop this madness you walked slowly over to the door still starting at Denki making sure he wouldn't do anything and locked the door and walked back "now tell me" you said and Denki continue to explain "I wanted you for myself y/n I really did that's why I was the one who was cause this" ok now you're pissed"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO MESSED WITH MY POTIONS?! I TOLD YOU NOT TO GO IN THERE" denki did a sheepish smile and scratch the back of his head "I know I know and I felt awfully bad because you were just dragged around by those pests"

Denki said with a mixed of venom and rage in his throat but continued "and borrowed your spell book for a while and made this" From behind his hand was a glowing light blue potion swirling around in his hand while he played with it you were shocked but relieved at the same time you were glad but something was off about it "W-wow Denki that's great now we can turn u and the other ba-" as you said while trying to reach the bottle reaching for the potion but Denki snatched it away from you with a playful yet sly smirk and his grin grew even wider "oh I would but in one occasion..you gonna have to be mine!" your stomach dropped when you heard those words "Wdym by that..." Denki giggled a bit "That means you're gonna be with me silly you're gonna be mine forever and ever and ever!" Denki kept rambling on about his fantasy your anger began to rise even more until you were able to speak up

"Is this some sort of joke..." Denki stopped what he was doing and turned around confused at ur sudden sentence "What-" "You think that making an antidote will make me want to be with you "Denki was taken aback at your sudden tone but glared back "You should be thankful that I made the-" you cut him don't not even giving a shit for his reason "WHY SHOULD I BE THANKFUL FOR SOMETHING YOU CAUSED!?" you screamed out your m/c coming out of your hands not mattering if someone of even ur one infected classmate can hear you "IF IT WASNT FOR YOU NONE OF THIS WOULDVE HAPPENED" Denki stood there in silence head hanging low with a frown he said in a low dark tone "if you won't accept my love then there's no needing this" he dropped the bottle causing it to crash you tried getting it but it was too late

"DENKI NO-" you lunged out trying to get the bottle but it was too late the the liquid spilling across the floor mixing with broken glass pieces in anger you lunged at denki using your vine spell to bound him he let out a pain grunt he let out a electric shock causing you and the plant getting electrocuted as well your body ached and burned all over causing you to stumble around but it wasn't enough to keep you down you ran up to him he tried to shoot electric bolts on your hands that you barely dodge the last one you dodge the bolt by jumping and in mid air you roundhouse kicked him him the face

Denki stumbles back a bit stunned clutching his nose while trying to focus But felt a kick in his abdomen he let a choked "ack!" and fell to the ground you grabbed your wand and aimed it at Denki and without thinking you sprouted out the spell you could think of a m/c like a beam shoots out hitting Denki all you could see was white after a few second you opened your eyes checking to see if anything was damaged but all you saw was denki lying on the floor unconscious

Your eyes widen when you realize what you have just done "oh god...DENKI!?" despise being mad at him your intention wasn't to try to kill him You shook him a few times and his eyes slowly began to open "Y-yn?" he managed to stuttered out "why are we on this Roof and-" he saw you have burns all over your hands and legs "oh god what happened did I overused my quirk did we fight a villain and i accidentally hit you?!" you were you were confused for a moment for a moment questioning why he was acting like nothing was wrong when it you remember your own spell that you hit on denki

It was the memory-erase spell...

#yandere bnha #tw yandere #yandere ua #tw obsessive behavior #yandere x reader #yandere class 1a #yandere mha #love potion

[wooahaes]

a bigger push

pairing: non-idol!jihoon x gn!reader

genre: not really spooky, more fluffy, the opening line is misleading.

word count: 0.8k~

warnings: prank gone kinda wrong. mentions of hyunsuk/yosh/junkyu having a group chat w/o jihoon & reader (so they can complain abt them being obvious).

daisy's notes: thank u to isa @sseastar my beloved for help w this <3

Life felt like it’d suddenly become a horror movie within one night.

The night was simple. The five of you had been planning this small camping trip for a while now. Hyunsuk had wanted to show off things he’d learned, and the rest of you had kind-of vaguely agreed that it would be nice to spend a few days in nature. Night had begun to close around the five of you, with you sitting close to Jihoon as Yoshi told this story he’d read when looking up these woods. Jihoon’s hand was pressed against your own, his pinkie just stretching far enough to link around your own. Despite the little display of affection, you weren’t exactly sure what the two of you were. Sometimes you swore he was flirting with you, other days you couldn’t help but feel jealous whenever he flirted with other people—meaning that you weren’t special, were you? It was.. strange, but you didn’t mind the tiny touches like this one. He didn’t do that with other people, from what you could tell. 

When something snapped in the woods, you’d latched onto his arm immediately. One thing led to another (another crack, and then rustling, and then this low growl that was enough to send all of you scattering), and now… Well… 

Now you were standing in the woods, heart racing, and Jihoon was with you. He stared down at the phone in his hands, the light illuminating his face as he groaned. 

“No signal,” he said. “Where’s your phone?”

Patting down your pockets, you quickly discovered that you must have dropped it. Fuck. “Jihoon—” Your voice shook, and Jihoon’s gaze met your own immediately.

“Hey—” Jihoon took a step forward, taking your face into his hands to keep your focus on him. “It’s okay. We’re together. We just need to go find the others and get back to the car.”

“Fuck the others! I’ve seen horror movies—We just need to get to the car first and drive until we find them.” You paused. “If we find them—if they haven’t taken the car—”

“You don’t mean that,” he said, voice softer. “You watch too many movies.”

Maybe you did. Junkyu was the only one who ever watched them with you. Jihoon did too, sometimes, but he’d scare far easier (unlike Hyunsuk, who outright refused because he knew he’d be terrified—you had to respect how well he knew himself) than either of you. Movies were fake. This… This was real, not shot through a lens with the intention of scaring people. 

You squeezed your eyes shut, anxiety building higher and higher until it choked you. All too easily, you’d begun to cry. “I don’t like this…” You reached for his hands, curling your fingers around them. “I wanna go back home.”

“It’s okay,” he said again, thumbs running across your cheeks. “Can I tell you something? In case we don’t make it back?”

Your eyes shot open, and immediately you heard him apologize—it was a bad joke. Yet your voice felt so small as you spoke again, “... Hoony?”

“I like you,” he said. “I’ve wanted to tell you that for a while, actually. I think you’re sweet, and… and I want to take you out on a date after we get back home. Okay?”

With a shy nod, you latched onto the thought to keep yourself grounded. “Okay,” you said. “Promise?”

He offered up his pinkie to you, and you curled yours around it. “Promise,” he reaffirmed, “wherever you want to go, I’ll take you there.” He let go of your face, offering his hand back to you. “Just hold onto my hand. Let’s go get your phone and see if the others made it back to camp. We should be able to see our lights when we get closer.” 

With Jihoon’s hand in your own, you walked with him—Jihoon one step ahead, insisting that he’ll be brave enough to protect you if something happened. His hand was warm, and you felt the way his fingers tightened around your hand a little, just to keep you tethered to him securely. Sure enough, the two of you could see the lights that the five of you had set up around your little camp area… accompanied by loud howls of laughter underneath someone ranting. Jihoon turned, gaze meeting your own as his brows drew together, and continued to guide you forward.

Yoshi was profusely apologizing while Hyunsuk continued rant, pacing to and fro with his hands thrown up in the air. Junkyu, on the other hand, was collapsed onto the ground, holding his stomach as he laughed like a complete menace. What the fuck…?

“I thought you saw the group chat!”

“Usually you call me for important stuff!” Hyunsuk huffed. “We live together! Why wouldn’t you just tell me to my face!”

“I just said I thought you saw the message—”

“And you didn’t add them to the group chat!” Hyunsuk said, a finger jabbing toward Yoshi. “We could have made a new one!” 

Junkyu caught the sight of the two of you first, and immediately his laughter died down, realization hitting him. “Wait, shut up—”

“They wouldn’t have seen our messages if we made a new group chat—”

“They watch movies with Junkyu all the time, I didn’t think they’d run!”

“Guys!” Junkyu snapped, immediately getting the attention of the other two. A moment later, they noticed you and Jihoon as well… and then noticed the way Jihoon hadn’t let go of your hand.

Which began round two of apologies for a prank gone horribly wrong. At least Yoshi’s attempt at getting Jihoon back was what drove Jihoon to confess to you. Plus… Jihoon would hold him to the promise of buying the two of you lunch as an apology.

(And just the two of you. Wherever you wanted to go, Jihoon would take you there if it meant seeing your smiling face again.)

taglist: @twancingyunhao

#wooahaes.fall23 #wooahaes.fic #treasure imagine #treasure x reader #treasure x you #treasure fics #treasure fluff #park jihoon x reader #park jihoon x you #park jihoon fluff #jihoon x reader #jihoon x you

[thinkingabthim]

make a mammon (obey me, shall we date) & y/n one but the plot twist is that mammon starts dating u bc he got dared to & then he falls in love with y/n more & more

🎧📚 ｡✧⭒˚ ~ Just a bet

Genre: Angst, fluff (maybe, maybe not)

Mammon x f!reader

Summary: As a dare, Mammon has to date someone in class. He picks a random girl in the back of his class. Not knowing she's hopelessly in love with him. One day he asks to call off the bet not realizing she was near. Will he be able to fix this?

Word count: 586

Inspired by: Sex sells by Lovejoy

Warnings: Angst, fluff (🤭🤔), cringe probably.

A/N: HOW ODD??? I thought ur request was deleted. I couldn't find it for like 3 days and it just randomly came out while I was going through my drafts. Anyway enjoy my fave little loser💋. I kinda hate this. AND ALSO THIS SONG IS BASED ON SEX SELLS BY LOVEJOY 😍😍😍

It all started when Mammon took a bet from his friend.

“Hey Mammon! Truth or dare?”

“Dare!”

“I dare you to date a random girl in class”

“No way, that’s horrible and mean”

“I’ll give you 5000 grimm if you do it.”

“...Okay deal, I’ll just tell her”

He didn’t know it would go this far. He didn’t know he’d fall for her like she fell for him.

“Hey Y/n, are you doing anything after school?”

“I’m doing nothing after, why?” She didn’t look up from her journal

“Wanna go out?”

“Go out where? And with who”

“Go out with me”

“How do I know you’re not fucking with me right not?”

“I’m not! I heard there was a fair opening near here”

“Fine. One date Mammon, one date.”

He fucked up. Real bad.

He shouldn’t have done it, he should’ve told her.

“I want the deal off.”

“Why? Are you losing? Or are you falling in love?”

“I’m serious, Arroth. I want the deal off.”

“Just break it off with her. I saw that girl you liked was getting jealous”

They were interrupted when Mammon heard running and also sobbing.

The image of you crying was burnt in his memory.

He adored you! He really did.

He noticed little things about you, things normally people wouldn’t notice.

He noticed how you used to wear cold, and earthy tones before you met him.

How you wore more warm tones when you met him, symbolizing confidence and independence.

How you were always happy and bubbly around him

How comfortable you were.

You thought he was the one.

You thought he was serious.

Only for him to lead you into a false sense of hope.

“I’m telling you Y/n! He’s into you!”

“Oh shush Thirteen, he isn’t”

“He is! I’m telling you! If you weren’t so oblivious you’d see him staring at you in class”

“Well… Maybe there’s something on my face! I don’t know? But what I do know is that he isn’t into me”

When he asked you out you couldn’t believe it.

You thought he was joking.

Turns out you were right. It was all a lie.

The cuddles, the compliments, the kisses.

How could you be so stupid? You should’ve known. It was right under your nose.

Once you’ve overheard what he said, you run straight to the House of Lamentation to seek comfort from Asmodeus. Only realizing that it was still the middle of the day, he was still in classes.

Only person who was present was Lucifer.

He heard the door slam. He got out of his office and comforted you.

Mammon ran home to see Lucifer guiding you into his office.

He was heartbroken of course, but he gave you some space for a few hours..

Hours turned into months.

Your eyes became lifeless, the sparkle disappeared.

You became more quiet and introverted.

Only people you’d talk to are Lucifer, and some close friends.

You became closer to Lucifer.

After a few months, you guys became a thing.

Mammon was heart broken. All because of a stupid bet.

A bet he shouldn’t have accepted.

He couldn’t sleep, all his thoughts were you.

His thoughts were interrupted when he heard giggles outside.

He looks out to see you and Lucifer getting all cuddly.

‘Out of character for him’ He thought.

Lucifer made you more happy then he ever did.

At night he can’t even turn the lights off, knowing you were going to sleep in Lucifer’s room instead of his.

#angst #fluff #lovejoy #wilbur soot #obey me #obey me shall we date #obey me x reader #obey me x female reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer x you #mammon x you #mammon x reader #leviathan x reader #satan x reader #asmodeus x reader #om #beelzebub x reader #belphegor x reader #x female reader #obey me fluff #obey me angst #shall we date obey me

[maripr]

My thoughts on the RWBY x JL movie, copypasted from Twitter

So i watched the #RwbyxJLspoilers movie and my opinion it's that it's stupid as all fuck, but not necessarily in a bad way.

A lot of plot points are somehow in common with RWBY volume 9, which i liked but also they weren't as well written, but also they didn't need to be because this is basically Fanservice: The Movie. A lot of empty action, arcs that go nowhere (as for now at least), weird shipping love triangles drama that really didn't need to be there, but also what else are these characters supposed to do? A lot of "but also".

Ozpin and Oscar were in the movie for a total of 2 scenes and had like 4 lines of dialogues in total, and Ozpin continues having no nails which is very funny (EDIT after having checked: He has them. They're just very hard to see). But past the disappointment, they were there for much longer that i initially expected.

Which is saying something. Them being included at all is a small victory, tho I'm holding on to 0 hope that we're getting them in part 2.

The easier thing to do with Oscar at this point in time, if you're writing spinoffs or non canon movies is either set things in vol 1-3 so he's not there, or set things in volumes where he's present, but write around him. Because we don't know the full extent of what he can do. You can rewrite the justice league's powers to fit the rules of the setting but you can't rewrite Oscar's magic because it's an exception to the rules as a plot point. Also, kid got a portable nuke.

Also if you're wondering how i watched the movie, unfortunately i don't have my copy yet because the region lock, stupid as it is, it's absolute. I can't find a way to go around it, which will mean I'll sadly have to wait to throw money at it, but I'll do.

Would it have liked this movie better if i knew anything about the justice league? Or would i despise it and call the depiction of supes and his band Ooc? Idk. Right where I'm at, i liked Jessica the best and i didn't even know she existed before this movie. So...

What i can say to the portion of JL fans that will undoubtedly be pissed off at this movie is that this movie actually made me wanted to read some JL. Dunno where to start, but I'll find something. Also green lantern. If you told me u would ever want to get into green lantern before this, i would have laughed. But only if it's Jessica. Or not. I can give other green lantern a chance, if you rec them to me.

I also think Bruce Wayne being the resident cringefail baby boi is a very interesting choice, and i like it.

OH WAIT i almost forgot that Ozpin and Oscar are at the center of two jokes i really liked.

One was the "how old is Oscar even?" joke. I like nice self digs like that.

The other was not intended as a joke maybe, but i laughed aloud: "Ozpin always knows what's going on."

#oscar pine #ozpin #jessica cruz #bruce wayne #etc #rwby #rwby justice league spoilers #rwby spoilers #mari watches things #rwby justice league

[idkthisisjustforfanfic]

U N P L A N N E D, the first kiss

Harry’s phone sat on the edge of Jeff’s desk, a three-way call with Dave and Y/N on a Wednesday afternoon. 

“I wouldn’t advise to inform anyone outside of family at this point,” Dave said, his tone was firm and Harry could imagine the way Y/N rolled her eyes. 

Home from work, she’d texted before he called and beeped Dave in. She was nervous, morning sickness and her growing belly made her coworkers suspicious and Y/N felt like it was only a matter of time before it became uncomfortably obvious.

“With all due respect,” Y/N’s voice sounded through the phone, “you don’t have to go to work every morning and hide your pregnancy or try to not throw up 24/7--”

Harry’s eyes went wide and he smiled at her boldness, Jeff smiled a little too but cut her off. 

“I think she’s got a point, Dave,” Jeff interjected. “She can tell them she’s pregnant and not disclose that it’s Harry’s.”

“Right,” Harry agreed. “Or we could draw up an NDA.”

“We certainly need to draw up an NDA,” Dave said quickly. 

“Well then hop to it, Dave,” Harry tried to joke to lighten the mood. Jeff rolled his eyes and leaned closer to the phone. 

“Yeah--we can work on that, Dave, and Y/N--if you could send me and Dave an email with the names of the coworkers you want to tell that would be a huge help.”

“Got it,” she said through the phone. She hung up only a few seconds later, a bitter farewell between Y/N and Dave had Harry laughing to himself when he ended the call. 

“Never thought she’d stick it to Dave like that,” he leaned back on the couch in Jeff’s home office and sighed. 

“She’s got a feisty side,” Jeff commented, turning back to his computer quickly. 

“Well she’s probably sick of being told how to handle her pregnancy by a bunch of men.”

Jeff raised his eyebrows at that, apparently caught off guard by Harry’s defensiveness or abrasiveness or both. 

“Yeah--no--I just, I hope things are going well.”

“Why wouldn’t they be?”

“Hey,” Jeff raised a hand and turned to see his friend. “I don’t mean anything by that. I’m on your side.”

“Doesn’t always feel like it, if I’m being honest.” 

Jeff sighed, slumped in his chair for a second and thought. Again--it wasn’t that Jeff had anything against Y/N. He’d love for nothing more than Harry to get the family he always wanted--to be a dad and to have someone he loved and spent his life with. 

Maybe that would be Y/N.

But for some reason, Jeff wasn’t sold. 

Not because he didn’t like Y/N--more because it felt too good to be true that the woman Harry accidentally knocked up could wind up being the perfect match for him. 

“I’m sorry, man,” Jeff tried again. “I’m just protective and nervous and--”

“I am, too, Jeff. You keep saying we’re on the same side but I don’t even think you remember that half of the time. I want to do the right thing, too. I don’t want to be stupid or get hurt or something.”

“I get that,” Jeff shrugged, albeit a little hesitantly when Glenne knocked on the door. 

“Hi,” she smiled, a step into the room to greet Jeff upon her return from work. “Are you always here now?”

“No,” Harry rolled his eyes at her. “Just on days that end in y.”

“We had to talk to Dave and Y/N about some stuff,” Jeff informed, a look to Harry in warning. “He’s leaving soon.”

“I am,” Harry nodded, still relaxed on the couch with no intent of getting up. “I do have a question, Glenne.”

She was back by the doorway now, still dressed in a blazer and heels as she waited with raised brows for Harry to spit it out.

“Don’t get weird when I ask this, okay?” He looked at both of them, a smirk tugging at his lips when Jeff swiveled in his chair to face them. Glenne made a face but Harry kept going. “What--uh--what kind of things has Y/N said to you about all of this?”

“About getting pregnant with your baby?” Glenne nodded slowly to make sure she had it right. 

“Yeah.”

“I mean, aside from freaking the fuck out at first because this is not the plan she had,” Glenne laughed a little, sympathetic for her friend but also amused by the way she’d relaxed into her new friendship with Harry. “She’s okay, she’s excited now, I think. Nervous, for sure, but she’s getting better.”

Harry nodded thoughtfully. Not exactly the answer he was looking for, but that was his fault for being vague. “Sorry--I--uh, has she said anything about me?”

Jeff laughed at that, shook his head and turned back to his computer. Apparently this wasn’t something he needed to pay attention to. 

Glenne smiled a little, leaned against the doorway and crossed her arms. “Why?”

“Why?” Harry asked, chin tucked against his chest. “Because she’s having my baby.”

“It’s hers too, you know.”

“Our baby,” Harry corrected before pushing again. “What has she said?”

Glenne shrugged, obviously contemplating what she should divulge and what felt like it would lead Y/N to absolutely lose her shit should she find out that Glenne wasn’t as tight-lipped as expected. 

“I don’t know, Harry--not much,” she turned and headed back towards the kitchen, grabbing a seltzer from the fridge when he followed behind quickly. 

“You see her once a week and you expect me to believe I’ve never come up?”

“Your ego is showing!” Jeff called from the other room.

Glenne watched him with narrowed eyes, took a sip as Harry waited patiently next to the island. “She said you want to get to know her more.”

“I do.”

“In a normal way or in a…different way?” Glenne wiggled her eyebrows and Harry looked at her like she had three heads. 

“Not following.”

“Do you have feelings for her?”

“What? No--I don’t--I mean, she’s lovely, I like hanging out with her a lot--”

“And you think she’s attractive and smart,” Glenne filled in some of the blanks.

“Is that a crime?” He asked.

“No,” Glenne smiled. “I just think you guys are gonna bang again.”

“Glenne,” Harry made a face at that. “She’s pregnant with my child.”

“It’s hers too!” Glenne reached forward and gave Harry a punch in the arm.

“Alright--thanks for nothing,” he shrugged playfully, went back to Jeff’s office to grab his phone and the Nalgene he brought everywhere. He pushed his sunglasses on his face and called over his shoulder as he let himself out. “See you whenever!”

Glenne stood there for a second, watched him walk out and laughed to herself before Jeff appeared in the doorway. 

“She’s got it bad for him too?”

Glenne nodded. “This will either be amazing, or really, really messy.”

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Harry was a regular at Dr. Weston’s office, so much so that he’d read every pamphlet in the waiting room and now greeted the nurses by name when they led Y/N down the same hallway and into the same room with the giant vagina poster. 

Y/N--on this lovely afternoon--didn’t seem as impressed by Harry’s charm as she usually did.

He turned around and held a hand over his eyes, a dramatic show of privacy when Y/N took the gown out of his outstretched hand and slipped it over her shoulders. “What’s your problem?”

He pouted and looked at her over his shoulder. “You don’t even care that I’m extremely well read.”

“One of those was a pamphlet about gestational diabetes–which I don’t even have,” she climbed up onto the exam table.

“I’m just trying to care, okay? However will you forgive me?” 

She fought the smile on her face, “I appreciate your caring. And your reading.”

“Good,” he said, crossing his arms over his chest as he sat back in his seat. “You should. Where do you want to go to dinner tonight?”

She scrunched her lips in thought. “Know any good barbeque places? Some ribs sound so good.”

His eyebrows lifted, he watched her for a second when a smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth. Easier than he expected.

“What?” She asked, shoulders tense. “Why are you looking at me like that?”

He broke eye contact for a second, let out a tiny laugh and then looked back up at her, a shit-eating grin on his face that he didn’t even bother to hide. “Just didn’t know it’d be that easy to get you to hang out with me.”

“Oh shut up,” she giggled, adjusting on top of the sanitary paper. “I’m hungry. It’s almost dinnertime anyway.”

“The only bad news is that I don’t know a good barbeque place.”

“That is bad news,” she agreed. “There’s one near my house. We can just go there. Or–get take out.”

“Is Lexi home tonight?”

She nodded.

“We could invite Glenne and Jeff, too, if you want. Or it could be just us, that’s fine.”

Harry would have loved a night alone with Y/N--but something in him thought that a group dinner date might help both Jeff and Glenne realize that Harry and Y/N were fine. They were friends. They were getting to know each other and neither Jeff nor Glenne needed to waste any time being nervous that this would implode. 

Y/N didn’t have a chance to answer, though, before Dr. Weston knocked and offered a smile, how are both parents feeling? 

She asked the same questions: new symptoms? Any bleeding? Mood? Appetite? Headaches? So far so good, no major symptoms and Harry realized that Y/N’s eyelashes curled up perfectly in a way that made his palms sweaty.

Dr. Weston turned to the ultrasound machine and pressed a few buttons, waking the screen up when Y/N laid back and assumed the regular position. This time, Harry pulled his chair up to be right beside her, as close as possible, when Dr. Weston prepped the probe with jelly.

“Definitely growing in there,” she smiled, reaching up to point at the screen. 

Harry leaned forward in shock. “Wow–she actually looks like a baby now.”

“Yeah,” Dr. Weston laughed a bit. “Less of a plum and more a baby.” But she turned, after that, her eyebrows furrowing at the screen before she looked at Harry again. “How did you know it’s a girl?”

“It’s a girl?” Y/N asked, lifting herself on her elbows to look at the screen closer. “How do you know?”

Dr. Weston turned the screen to show you better, moved the probe along Y/N’s lower tummy. 

“Well–if she weren’t, we’d see something right there between her legs.”

“So I’m right?” Harry looked at Y/N with wide eyes, a smug look of excitement on his face. “We’re having a girl?”

“You are,” Dr. Weston nodded. “I hope it’s okay that you know now.”

Harry clapped his hands together and stood from his seat. “I knew it, Y/N. I totally called it.”

He had to text his mum and sister, they’d been dying to know and begging to buy whatever they could to help prepare. Y/N sat up on the table and looked over at Harry, a sweet smile on her face when Harry felt his heart skip a beat. 

“S’a girl!”

“I know,” she nodded, voice quiet when she watched him. Harry held her gaze for a second, both of their lips pointed up at the corners.

Dr. Weston ducked out of the room quietly and then Harry clicked his phone shut.

“Did you already tell everyone we know?”

“No,” he laughed, letting it fall into his pocket. “Just my mum and sister.”

She hopped down from the table and he handed over her clothes. He watched her turn around, let the gown slip over her left shoulder as she tugged her shirt over her head. Harry turned to look out the window, but he didn’t feel bad when his eyes wandered over to appreciate the exposed skin.

“Are you happy it’s a girl?” He asked.

“I’m happy she’s healthy, and that I’m healthy,” she laughed, turning around to see him once her shorts were back in place. “But yes–a girl will be fun.”

“We’d make anything fun,” he said, stepping forward to wrap his arms around her shoulders. She looked up at him and smiled, and it wasn’t lost on Harry that she fit perfectly against him.

**

Jeff’s mouth was wide open, he was still, a look of shock on his face as Glenne let out a laugh loud enough that it could set off a car alarm.

“Don’t,” Harry groaned, his eyes pleading with Y/N to not embarrass him any further. 

“They were expired?!” Lexi’s eyes were wide, she looked between the two of them from her spot on the floor, take out on her lap. “That’s fucked man.”

“I didn’t know they were, obviously!” He defended.

Glenne shrugged her shoulders. “Just getting laid that infrequently.” 

“Alright,” Harry rolled his eyes at the teasing. “S’not my primary residence.”

“So wait,” Jeff said. “When did you find this out?”

“When she was over once for dinner. Gave her the grand tour and we obviously had to stop by the scene of the crime,” Harry borrowed the language she once used to describe the bedroom.

“He can definitely cook but apparently he doesn’t read expiration dates,” Y/N laughed.

“So it’s all your fault,” Lexi laughed, reaching for another drink. “Bet that was tough news.”

Harry would have replied, would have made some type of comment about how what had started out as an accident was now making him wake up every day with a smile on his face. But his phone rang and he had to take it. “One day you’re all going to feel terrible for saying that when you’re in love with our baby. It’s John–I’ll take it outside.”

Jeff came out eventually when Harry motioned for him, a conversation about a release night show. Harry stole glances through the sliding glass door as Y/N and Glenne and Lexi laughed in the living room, a quick thought about what it’d be like to have a baby on his hip as he paced on the patio out back.

But eventually they ate take out and Jeff and Glenne stood by the door to say goodnight. 

“Alright, my dear,” Glenne smiled at Y/N. “Eat well, sleep well, take care of that sweet little muffin.”

“Okay,” she nodded. “So far, so good.”

Jeff waited as Glenne put her wine glass in the sink, hands on his hips when he looked to Harry. “Are you hitting the road too?”

So this was the anxiety Y/N felt. Was he allowed to stay? Would Jeff think it was a bad idea? Most importantly, did Harry care what Jeff thought? “Uh–might stay for a bit, if that’s alright?” 

Now he looked at Y/N, Glenne’s eyes were a bit wide, a smirk threatened to twist her lips into a full blown smile. 

“Yeah,” she said, looking around at all of them. “S’fine.”

So they said goodnight and left the two of them alone, Y/N turned to Harry once the door latched behind them. 

“Would you actually tell me if Jeff hated me?”

“Why would he hate you?”

“Because you got me pregnant.”

“He doesn’t hate you,” he shook his head, a smile tugged at his lips. “S’my fault, remember?”

“He might not see it that way.”

He rolled his eyes at her. “I just know.”

“How do you know?”

“Trust me, I would know if he hated you. He’s a terrible liar. He’d never be able to hang out with you if he didn’t like you.”

She was quiet, looked back down at the remote in her hands and picked at the skin around her thumb. Lexi had already gone to bed, the living room was quiet with the heavy air between them. Harry couldn’t help but wonder if she felt it too, whatever it was.

He turned himself towards her on the couch, voice quiet when his head dipped to the side. “Why are you nervous about that?”

She smiled a little, a guilty one, like she knew her anxiety was getting the best of her. “I’m still trying to get over the whole fear about ruining your life.”

He rolled his eyes at that, a laugh escaping his lips when his arm reached up to the back of the couch. “You’re ridiculous! I can tell you a thousand times and you won’t believe me.”

“Probably not.”

He raised his eyebrows and watched her for a second. “You didn’t ruin my life.”

“Okay.” She stood from the couch and moved towards the kitchen, bringing the glass that Lexi had left behind over to the dishwasher. She smiled a little, stole a glance at him over her shoulder when he stood to follow behind.

“I mean it,” he laughed. 

She turned around, hands on the counter as she looked at him. For a second, Harry’s eyes darted down to her lips, wondering if they tasted sweet like honey.

When he looked back up at her eyes she looked scared, afraid, something had washed over her that had Harry’s stomach in a knot.

Her voice was barely above a whisper, the clock on the wall ticked when she finally admitted: “I just don’t want you to leave.”

He took a step forward, brows furrowed. “Tonight?”

“No–like, in general.”

His lips parted at that, a pause before he sighed, another step forward. 

“Sorry,” she said quickly. “I didn’t mean to be weird. I’m just–scared sometimes.”

“I know,” he was close now, his chest almost pressed against hers. He let his fingers reach up to tug at the hem of her shirt, a desire to touch her that now always lingered nearby. “I’m not going anywhere.”

She nodded, stared down at the floor now as if looking up in his eyes was too risky. Harry felt the same rush of adrenaline, the same jolt of electricity down his spine when he leaned in to press his lips to hers. 

Sweeter than honey, he decided. Definitely sweeter.

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AN: SWEETER THAN HONEY?!?!!?!?!?! wow i love them.

#unplanned #harry styles fic #harry styles fanfic #harry styles stories #harry styles fan fic #harry styles imagine #harry styles x reader #harry styles reader insert #harry styles one shot #harry styles blurb #idkthisisjustforfanfic

[dakiddowndastreet]

HERE WE GO AGAIN

LEMON & TANGERINE x Reeder

Platonic

First ever Fanfic, please show mercy on me. Any tips for writing fanfics will be greatly appreciated. There is no smut in this fic for clarification and maybe (probably) in the future I will make smut but for now let’s stay with the basics.

Assassins/Code name = C/N

DISCLAIMER I AM DYSLEXIC

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Panic rushed through your veins, as manic hands ran through your own hair. Did you miss something… NO! NO no n…o… You don’t think you did. I mean this job was so simple there’s nothing you could have possibly messed up. It was impossible.

You where basically coughing up you own blood because of that blond prick with a stupid fucking bucket hat. I mean dear god if you weren’t about to pass out then so save us all on this train you will fucking do now.

“C/N?”

You slowly look over to see who said you code name.

“Lemon?” You said in a bit of a slushy manner.

As the taller assassin walks over to you, you thought it would be a great time to watch the inside of your eye lids. Your head hit the ground, hard … very hard. You didn’t feel it though, it happened just as fast as you waking up in another cart, from the previous one you where in.

“WHAT THE FUCK DO YOU MEAN YOU KNOW HER LEMON!” You could hear a strong English accent yell as your eyes started to flutter open. “I HATE TO FUCKING BREAK IT TO YA MATE BUT I KNOW EVERYONE YOU KNOW AND I DONT KNOW WHO THE FUCK THIS WOMAN IS!”

The loud screaming was fining you more of a head ache then you already had.

“Tangerine bruve I’m gonna need you to chill the fuck out” I recognize that voice, I could recognize that voice anywhere. “CHILL OUT , CHILL OUT , DONT YOU FUCKING TELL ME TO CHILL OUT!” The man took a deep breath to steady himself , as he grites his teeth you heard him say “You just brought some random girl NON of us have ever seen before into the cart like it was nothing and you expect me to HELP HER. I don’t even know who she is AND DO NOT tell me you know he OD I know you don”

“Lemon?” You said out loud. Only focused on the man you where referring to. The taller white mans head spun into your direction so fast , you definitely could feel that whiplash, …Yikes.

“Heeeeeyyy mate you alright love? Looks like a nasty black eyed you got there C/N” lemon said stepping closer to where you sat in the dining cart of the bullet train. “ You don’t need to tell me that Lem” You slowly and steadily got up and looked at lemon in the eyes. “It’s been a wile old friend” you said with a smug smile on your face. Even though your face was in agony.

He smiled at you wildly and didn’t bother to go in for your hand shake you where offering. But he gave you something you so much more desired. A war hug. “Im all right”. “Really” you said with concerns in your voice “huh? What do you mean?” Lemon said with confusion smeared on his face “Well last time I heard of you . Apparently you where all left”

God that was cheesy but hay it made Lemon laugh and you would take that anyway over the cringe of a bad joke.

“What the fuck is this”

“Here we go again” said lemon with annoyance laced on his face. “I told ya I know her, you just don’t like me having other friends but you , huh?”

This must be tangerine, you’ve heard about him … an lot, most people can’t tell how much Lemon looks up to him brother, but you definitely do. If lemon ain’t talking about Thomas the tank engine then he is talking about his brother. It is quite sweet to be honest.

You do remember the day that you pet lemon, it really doesn’t feel that long ago but god it must be about 8 years now, sure u never really see him, and you met him by dumb luck at a bar one night. ‘Aparently’ tangerine had gone off to flirt with some girl and you started talking to lemon because you liked his lovely tie. He has never let that true go since, because every couple of times you see lemon, he is wearing the tie. Funny huh?.

Part 2?

#bullet train #lemon bullet train #tangerine bullet train #bullet train lemon #bullet train tangerine #x reader #fanfic #lemon and tangerine #tangerine and lemon #bullet train fanfic #platonic

[alizjay]

Easter Feelings

Next Sunday is Easter...the worst day of the year. I'm reminded of the beliefs that I used to hold so dear. It was the day that always magnified the evidence of deceit because instead of just plain worship, they all go above and beyond to welcome and greet all the potential new members that appear through their doors. The music has to be just right so they'll feel that longing in their souls. 

Of all the days to be authentic and real and full of love, you would think that Easter Sunday would be but instead they just enjoy feeling like they're above all the poor desperate people all searching for meaning but all they receive is advice about cleaning if they decide to visit again the next Sunday, “Oh honey we really don't love you if you can't donate money.” 

As a child, my brothers and I were the only kids that were forced to show up…for the sunrise Easter service that we shared with the other church in town…whose pastor’s kids were not forced to attend because he had a “worldly wife” who didn't force her kids to drown in the muck and mire of churchy strife. Unlike my mother, she had a career and her children had bad attitudes and started drinking beer when they became teenagers so this guy's wife was a failure cause she got a divorce and escaped all the haters. My mom would just bash her although she secretly envied her. She had the guts to get away from the preacher's wife life. 

But back to the point about hearing the resurrection story after the good Friday service just a couple days before. Or the Candlelight service every christmas eve full of brainwashed people who are tricked into belief… cause when u raise your kid in church, they really don't have any choice but to accept what they've been told because that's all they ever know. And they are told that anything outside of this tight circle is from hell and they must spank their sinful children so god can “wash them white as snow.” 

2020 was the worst, but at the same time was the best…my first Easter Sunday that I didn't have to stress about a new dress. We just watched a service on Facebook live from the comfort of the sofa wearing jammies and drinking coffee without pasting smiles on our faces…my kids felt free and I felt relaxed and my husband could doze off without me fearing a verbal attack of harsh judgment and stupid peer pressure to dress my children to the nines…for once, no expectations for them to act like robots and perfectly mind…no one telling them that they're evil and to ignore their hearts’ desire, no one making them have anxiety about some future lake of fire. No more flashbacks from my childhood of being forced to wear a dress. I felt so gross feeling my legs touch together. I wish I could just be free to look like a mess. 

But that was then and this is now, who would've thought that perfect-acting preachers daughter would grow up to break her vow, that she made at age eleven to avoid the terrors of her dad…I thought it was a fear of hell but really I was just tired of my daddy always being mad…mad at me for not understanding math and for forgetting everything that I was asked to do, like a permission slip for a stupid field trip or my shoes and clothes for PE, for not studying my spelling words and for spacing out in class and bringing home a report card with a D…in science cause I hated the teacher. He was really fucking mean. He made my best friend feel stupid and told dumb blonde jokes and made fun of us girls who were grossed out when dissecting. But really a part of my aversion to him was probably the mustache that could've used a good trim. It looked just like daddy's mustache from back when I was five during the worst of his abuse, when I spaced out to survive. 

So Hoppy Easter, fellow heathens. What shall we do on Sunday? We are sleeping in, making homemade pizza, and avoiding social media all day…I don't want to see any “He is risen” memes or pictures of children cuddling live baby lambs. I'm not afraid of going to hell or eternal damnation, but please please please PLEASE don't you dare tell my dad!!! 

#abuse survivor #trauma #childhood ptsd #ptsd #child abuse #mental health #actually traumatized #emotional abuse #ptsd poetry #poetry #religious trauma #religion #spiritual abuse

[mdhwrites]

what are your thoughts on the hunter/golden guard disparity? i have always hated his character, bc when he was introduced he was arrogant, selfish, and cruel, but the minute he was discarded by belos, all his actions are suddenly forgiven and he doesnt do anything else bad for the whole show. u probably heard this so many times but he feels like, and for all intents and purposes IS, an entirely different character

people compare him to zuko all the time, but the two are only alike on a surface level; hunter hasn't actually like, done anything to redeem himself? not that he necessarily has to in order to be an interesting character! but the show, and the fandom, treats him as 100% redeemed for no apparent reason, and that grates on me

So in terms of what it does to his character, what it means and the like and how the transition is, I actually did touch on it somewhat in one blog called "Does Hunter Have a Character Arc?"

Also, the disparity between his first major appearance and his second major appearance, alongside Amity's own version of this, is what made me coin the phrase "Your character arc appears a lot more drastic when you start out of character." It was something I'd said first meaning it as a joke but... *gestures at The Collector who is pulling the same shit* The show is really bad as far as handling the characters it wants to redeem because Amity is the closest of the three not to come off as entirely different in her first appearance and even then, she is about 100x more unhinged in her first appearance than she literally ever gets, despite Covention's stakes being so much higher and the failure more catastrophic.

And before I get to the twist on all of this I want to talk about, (I'll actually bold text where that is if you want to skip the anecdote) I want to point out the most bizarre thing that has happened between me and the fandom in regards to Hunter. Warning for Boscha fans because this will sound all too normal to all of you.

I have a story called The Blight's Ruff Secret (which was then converted into the original story Their Ruff Secrets). In it, Hunter shows up for like... One chapter and is named dropped in one or two more. He's not important but Belos running the biggest church in town is for Luz's arc in that story. After all, her being gender non-conforming and bi in a small, religious town doesn't exactly mean she's popular, let alone with the teenagers at church, not that she'll tell a Camila who is devout any of that.

Hunter in that story is a bigot and a bully and friends with Boscha. This combination led to a long comment of someone saying that they liked my story but that Hunter would NEVER be a bigot, bully and god forbid the very concept of him being friends with SOMEONE LIKE BOSCHA.

And this wasn't even post S3. This was between S2A and B. So... To say the fandom is a bit fucked up when it comes to understanding the fundamental elements of Hunter's backstory and who he started as character-wise is a bit of an understatement.

Admittedly, it's also the show's fault because it fails to incorporate elements of the world or the character's history into who they are or what they do. And this is kind of what I want to touch on more with The Golden Guard versus Hunter disparity: What is the Golden Guard? And how does it transform over the course of the show?

So let's start with the absolute first thing we're told and shown. After losing Lilith, the coven decides that it's best face to put out publicly is The Golden Guard. Realistically, you do this for one of two reasons. One is that they are the face that the most amount of people know or two: You believe he can be that because he is the best amongst your ranks. Lilith even pushes at least the second idea by saying that he's a child prodigy. These posters are also put EVERYWHERE in the episode we see them and enchanted in a way to stay in your face if you're annoyed with them, literally.

In that same episode, we're introduced to The Golden Guard, who at least has enough influence to get a LOT of gold and an expedition together, complete with boat, just for the sake of accomplishing the mission of killing the Selkidamus. I actually suspect that if Eda hadn't stolen the gold, Hunter wouldn't have had any reason to threaten Eda, Luz and King because, well... That wasn't his job or plan.

As such, the point of The Golden Guard is to be able to handle messier missions that might risk multiple guards otherwise but he can handle on his own. He is their special agent and appears to be given access to a lot of resources for this goal. Hunting Palisman even pushes this concept further by him being the one sent out alone to get the Palisman, complete with an airship.

As far as a compelling antagonist who at least can do as much as Lilith did in S1, it's not a bad setup actually. It's a bit too close to just making a new EC head but the twist of them having no reason to NOT kill Lilith and Luz is one that allows them to be much more dangerous and brutal in what they do. It's effectively swapping out Rita for Zed in Mighty Morphin Power Rangers.

Buuuuut that's much more complicated for the sake of redeeming Hunter, isn't it? So even in Hunting Palisman, we get our first retcon about the Golden Guard: No one knows him. Literally fucking no one knows what the fuck he looks like, acts like or sounds like. Yes, he's without his cloak and mask but I imagine what he's wearing is still standard issue underneath that since it looks like body armor so maybe give him a little more credit than accusing him of being just some dumb teenager?

This also begs the question of why he was put on the posters? If he is so anonymous to the troops, they can't vouch for him if someone comes to them for more info on who is on the poster. Shouldn't the guards have literally any idea of who's leading them? Or representing them? Because... If Hunter isn't, who is? There's no EC coven head anymore. And never will be from the show's standpoint, even months later.

Eclipse Lake doubles down on this. Now, not only is The Golden Guard unknown without their mask but a disgraced Kikimora can command guards more than Hunter. If this isn't true, Eclipse Lake makes no sense. Admittedly, Hunter doesn't bring his mask or staff, neither of which makes any sense unless he needs to get them directly from Belos before any mission which... MAYBE the staff but absolutely not on the mask. That's just a part of his uniform.

So within three episodes, he has gone from the biggest deal and the most important member of the EC... To nothing. To an outcast amongst his peers without any power or respect. In THREE EPISODES. Without him himself doing anything and only failing one mission because as far as Belos knows, the Selkidamas IS dead.

And the fact that this does mirror Hunter's own character arc highlights how badly it's handled, if it even exists, let alone it being rational in any conceivable way. And this is all S2A which... Almost certainly wasn't affected by the shortening and sure as shit wasn't written with the shortening in mind if it was. After all, while the decision happened by the time the S1 finale came out... Animation takes a lot of time. They would have been knee deep in production for S2. Dana herself has proven that as before S2 came out, they started WRITING AND BOARDING SEASON THREE.

So... This is just what Hunter's arc was decided to be. What the Golden Guard meant. And it's just bad. And that's without getting into the ways it goes about assassinating what we knew about the Emperor's Coven in Sport in a Storm or the like.

So why did the fandom forgive him? Why is he so popular? I... Wish I knew. When push comes to shove, like in the blog I linked at the top, I can come up with more charitable readings on his character. Give him a real character instead of a puppet constantly being yanked around and changed by the Hand of the Author, but casually? Why the hell should I care about a character who I never can get a grasp on? Who's fundamental elements constantly contradict themselves.

And Hunter isn't the only person like this. But hey, the Collector sure is going to be a fun, final boss fight, isn't he? *eye twitch*

#Hunter #The Owl House