#but before he can answer we hear someone come up behind up and I woke up-

[asuyaka]

Heyy, idk if u're still taking requests or not but if u're not just ignore this!

TikTok really came to drag me down the Satosugu hole by the foot this week goddamn. Anyways, I'd like to request my favorite sad gay boys with a m!reader who's a effeminate soft boy and is usually pretty quiet and cooperative but the second someone says something remotely negative about the two m!reader is already throwing hands and burying the offender's head onto the ground. Bonus point if he's from the Zen'in clan!

No one's ever calling Geto's bangs 'weird' with m!reader around lol.

- '🌈' Anon.

★ - yes! reqs are open !! when the first (yippie!!) one piece one shot comes out s'when reqs are gunna close briefly cause 've got other things m'needa work on! (❁´◡`❁)

☆ - Satosugu x M! Zen'in clan reader!

Lulling chirping sounds sounded through the second-year classroom as the sun began to rise. The sound of sweeping and the screech of desks moving across the table sounded through your ears.

With a gentle hand, you plucked the dead leaves off the bouquet of flowers that usually resided on the window sill next to your seat; plucking off the leaves as well and shaking it so the petals could become more pronounced.

After cutting the stem so water could flow through them, you placed the flowers in their vase and put them in their designated position, a pleased smile on your face when you realized that was the last thing you needed to do for cleaning duty, even though it wasn't your turn.

The door slid open behind you as a tired-looking Yaga walked into class. His eyes widened for a bit when they saw you before his expression turned sour. "Good morning, [Name]. I thought Satoru had cleaning duty for today?"

You bowed politely in greeting. "He asked me to do it because he had to get limited edition crepes today."

Yaga sets his things on the table with an annoyed mumble. "Thank you, please make sure he gets to class on time."

You nodded as you left the classroom. The sun shone down on your face through the windows as you made your way to Suguru's and Satoru's dorms.

You pass by Shoko in the kitchen who was hunched over the counter making a cup of coffee. "Want a cup?" She asks, biting and finishing the remaining pocky in her mouth.

'If Suguru woke up a few minutes ago, he'd want some. Maybe Satoru would like some hot chocolate too.' You thought briefly before turning your attention back to the brunette. "Yes, please. One hot chocolate and black coffee."

Shoko grins at that instantly recognizing the order. "You've got it Mister Zen'in."

You wave goodbye and continue your journey. Suguru's dorm isn't that far from the kitchen so you got there in a short amount of time. You knocked, politely waiting for an answer.

"[Name]-chan? If it's you, you can come in!" Satoru's voice answered.

You open the door to see two bags of delivered crepes beside Satoru, who is painting Suguru's nails black. "See? Got some for you guys 'cause I'm such a nice person!"

Suguru rolls his eyes. "You only got them because you remembered flunking on cleaning duty."

You take a seat beside them, staring at Suguru's black nails. "Yaga says I should make sure you two get to class on time."

Satoru snorts, the tiniest bit of blue peeking out from his glasses. "Yeah, and when have we ever listened to what Yaga says?"

"You don't. Maybe Suguru, but I actually enjoy not getting punched in the head every time you do something stupid." You interject, causing Satoru to gasp loudly.

"Suguru! Do you hear this? I do everything I can to make sure you two are well fed and all I get in return is bullying!" Satoru whines as he sets the nail polish aside to let Suguru's nails dry and picks up the bags with a bright smile on his face.

Shoko kicks the door open with two mugs in her hand. "Here you go losers. Zen'in blink twice if they're forcing you to be here."

Suguru and Satoru stare at you expectingly, an exaggerated gasp when they see your eyes close twice.

Shoko giggles, patting the top of your head affectionately. "Yeah, I'd be scared if I was forced to hang out with them too."

She walks out of the room with a reminder that class starts in a few hours. Satoru brought out the crepes and immediately started eating them as he read the Digimon manga, periodically sipping his extra-sweet cocoa.

"[Name], why didn't you get a drink?" Suguru asks, picking up a crepe carefully so the paint doesn't smudge.

You shrug. "The place I normally get my drinks at is too far to walk in the morning."

Satoru looks at you blankly as he stuffs his face with more food. "I could've teleported, dummy. C'mon, road trip time!" He exclaims as he grabs you and Suguru.

"Satoru, no— you haven't even mastered it yet—"

You feel reality split and your stomach churns uncomfortably for a brief second before everything stills again. The sound of cars blaring runs through your ears as a familiar sidewalk reflects through your eyes. "See? easy!"

"[Name]? Are you okay?" Suguru asks, squatting in front of you with worry all over his face.

Taking a minute to breathe, you feel everything finally settle. You have no idea how Satoru can do that without throwing up. "Yes, I am... okay. Just a little disoriented."

Suguru shoots a glare at the albino who rubs your back apologetically. "Well, my apology is your drink! So come on, I wanna get back to the crepes before Shoko's fat ass eats them."

"Shoko doesn't even like the crepes you order. It's always too much sugar." Suguru defends, slapping Satoru upside the head as the three of you walk into the shop.

It's a small cafe situated inside a bookstore with soft Lofi music playing in the background. The three of you get in line. It's short, most likely due to how early it was but that only meant you could get back to the dorms on time.

You hear snickering behind you but pay no mind. After all, it was a public place, and whatever affairs other people had wasn't your business.

Then, you hear something about how a guy has his nails painted. In the corner of your eye, you can see them pointing at Suguru.

Either Suguru and Satoru notice and they don't care, or they don't notice. Either way, you weren't going to let them poke fun at your friend (boyfriend?) and get away with it.

"Is something the matter?"

They stare at you, visibly sizing you up. "Wondering why your friend has nail polish on, isn't that only for chicks?"

Satoru taps you on your shoulder. "Take it outside, don't want you to beat their ass and get banned, yanno?"

You acknowledge him but keep a sharp gaze on the two of them. "Giving gendered terms to inanimate objects is an extremely stupid thing to do. It is not on you, so why should you care what he has on?"

The implication of calling them stupid seemed to hit a nerve because a vein pops in their forehead and their fists clench. "Cause it's fucking gay. What? You like taking it up the ass too?"

"If a fight is what you want, then that is fine with me. Do not let your petty ideals and quite frankly shitty opinions mess up my morning."

They keep talking as you make your way outside. The instant the door chimes close, a loud groan rips through one of their mouths.

They hold onto their nose, now streaming blood and broken. "Dude, what the fuck?!"

"You wanted a fight, did you not? Now, I am quite busy at the moment so if that is all, then I bid you a good rest of your day."

As you were about to walk back into the store, Suguru and Satoru came out with your drink in hand. "Yo! Here, got the kind you like cause I loveee you so much!" Satoru kisses your cheek and hands you your order, especially as you like it.

"Thank you, Satoru. Would you like to go back to the dorms now?"

Suguru stuffs a cake pop in your mouth, handing Satoru one and eating one as well. "Thanks for... that, by the way."

"It's no problem. You are my... partner, after all."

Satoru grins as he latches onto the two of you again. "Teleportation time, let's go!"

"Satoru, no—"

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[lovelybrooke]

Best Friends Forever (Platonic Yandere Death Note).

Btw some of the timeline might not make sense but whatever.

"Hello."

The tiny little text popped up, a small 'ping' sound following. You groan as your bombarded with the blue light, picking it up to read the message.

"Another message from them." You thought.

They had no name. You didn't share your names with each other. You only knew him as Justice, which he told you to call him. Personally, you thought it was a corny name, but who were you to judge?

"Why are you up so late?" You're straight forward, too tired to entertain your online friend.

You watch as three dots appear before their response pops up. "I was bored." Before you could respond, another message appeared. "You're up too."

You let out another groan that was muffled by your pillow. You know you parents wouldn't like you being up so late, so you tried to stay as quiet as possible when talking to your companion. For some reason, they were always up so late, messaging you all throughout the night.

Your fingers glide across the screen as you answer, "I'm up because you woke me up." Your response displayed a clear sign of frustration. You through your phone down onto your bed and closed your eyes until the next response. You swear, that ping will haunt you forever.

"Have you been keeping up with Kira?" They ask. This wasn't the first time they've asked you questions regarding Kira. In fact, they ask you at least once a week if you've been keeping up with everything. It's almost comical at this point.

You role your eyes while typing, "Of course, Justice, why wouldn't I? Thats basically all we talk about."

His response comes quick, "I'm just making sure. You never know what's out there."

"Why would Kira want to kill me?"

"You never know." Their response was cryptic, ending the conversation as you drift off back to sleep.

——

(Y/N)? Wake up, sleepyhead." Your sister, Sayu, cheerfully yells. Your eyes snap open and you straighten up. Your eyes dart around your kitchen, you brother Light looking at you strangely.

"(Y/N), are you getting enough sleep?" Light asks, which gets a nod out of you. He looks unconvinced as he continues eating his breakfast.

"Well, you better get ready for school, we're leaving soon." He mentions as he stands up from his seat and grabs his bag from the back of his chair. You nod once again, thanking your mom for the breakfast. Before you can even sit up, your mother is bombarding you with questions, a worried expression written all over her face.

"Oh sweetheart, you look sick." She sighs. "Are you sure you want to go to school today?" She's feeling your face for any sign of sickness, which causes you to groan and push her away slightly.

"I'm fine mom." You grab your bag and stand next to Light. "See you after school."

The worried expression still doesn't leave her face as you and Light walk out the door. "Okay sweety. Light, take care of them, okay?" She shouts. Light nods absentmindedly.

"Of course, mom."

——

"So, why were you up so late?" Light asks randomly. You look at him confused, which only gets a smile from him.

"You're my sibling, it's my job to know what you're doing." His voice is too sweet. "And plus, I noticed the light coming from your room when I was heading to bed last night." He adds on.

"I was just talking to a friend." You answer quietly. Your response was short, not wanting to tell him the truth, since you knew he wouldn't really like you talking to some random stranger on the internet. You were also too distracted by the feeling of someone watching you to really pay attention to your brother.

You do hear him laugh however, which puts a pit in your stomach. You look over at him to see a hint of a cruel look on his face. "You don't have friends (Y/N)." He mocks, grinning at the embarrassment that washes over your face.

"You don't have friends either." You argue, your voice childish and whiny. A cool breeze comes up behind you, causing you to look back, and causing Lights face to become slightly annoyed. Before you can ask him about it though, he's quickly back to normal.

"At least I have a girlfriend." He speaks.

You huff, "A girlfriend who's supper annoying." Light doesn't seem to care that you just called Misa annoying, but he doesn't talk for the rest of the walk to school, something you very much appreciate.

——

"Ping."

There's your phone again. You're sitting outside eating lunch when you get another message from Justice.

"Hello."

You finish crewing your rice before answering. "Hey. What's up?" They usually never text you this early.

They don't respond for a while, you nearly forgetting that they were messaging you as you watched the people around you converse and eat, a blank expression on your face.

"What do you do for fun?" That was a weird question. You two had an unspoken agreement of not asking each other personal questions, so this question really threw you off guard.

You spent a while coming up with an answer, pondering what they could mean by it. Why do they suddenly want to know now?

"I don't really know. I usually just spend my time at home and school." You didn't mean to sound so sad, but it definitely came off that way.

"So, you don't have any friends?" Well, that's straight to the point. You frown and blow a piece of strayhair out of your face.

"Other than you, no." You answer quickly. You couldn't help the intense sadness that washed over you at your answer. You're in your second year of high school and your only friend is a random person on the internet.

You've never been good at making friends, mostly because your bother doesn't approve of anyone who you show a slight interest in. You wonder if you ever met Justice in person, would they actually like you? Would Light like them? You can't think for too long before you hear yet another ping from your phone. You look down at it to see that Justice has responded.

"That's good."

——

You spent your time after school studying at the local cafe.

You didn't exactly care too much about your grades. Light was the high achiever in your household, so you and your younger sister didn't have to worry too much about grades. Light however, didn't like you slacking off. So, he made you a studying schedule in order for you to achieve academic excellence. Usually, he would be here with you, but lately he's been too busy with something he claimed was "none of your business."

You didn't mind though, since the cafe was pretty dead today. The only people here were you, the workers, and someone sitting in the far corner of the room. You couldn't get a good look at him because of the way he was sitting, but he was weird enough to cause you to sit far away from him.

Your studies, unsurprisingly, was uneventful. You spend most of your time focusing on math, since that's what you struggled with the most. Throughout you could hear your phone buzz, since you put it on silent while studying. You assumed it was Light reminding you to come home on time since you usually lost track of time when you were by yourself.

"Buzz, buzz." You give a silent groan, rolling your eyes in the process. You push your phone away, hoping too silent it a little.

"Buzz, buzz." It didn't stop. Frustrated, you snatch your phone from the table, staring intensely at the contact who's been messaging you.

It's Justice.

Your expression changes, frustration melting into confusion. You had 5 messages from them.

"Hello."

"(Y/N)."

"Please respond."

"I would like to talk."

"(Y/N). Respond."

You shake your head, shocked. Your fingers glided over the screen as you hurriedly typed a response.

"Sorry, Justice. I was studying."

"Please notify me beforehand next time."

'Why does it matter?' You thought. They've never been this overbearing before. Like they were reading your mind, you received another message instantly.

"I'm sorry for my behavior. I was worried." You couldn't help but feel warm, nobody other than your mother really worries for you.

"Why though?" You prod.

They took a while to answer and while you were waiting, you heard the strange man order another cake. You swear it's their tenth.

A few seconds after the strange man's cake comes, you get a notification.

"There's been a rise in deaths regarding the Kira case. I wouldn't want you to be one of them."

"Awww, you worry about me?" You jokingly ask. It wasn't even a second before they relied.

"Of course. You're my only friend after all."

——

You didn't exactly hate Misa; you just couldn't keep up with her.

Since you were closer in age with her, she tended to hang out with you often, claiming she wanted to learn more about Light's favorite sibling. You don't know what Light's been telling her, but your definitely not his favorite.

Once a week, you would meet up Misa at the cafe, the same cafe you study at. You confided in Justice that you really didn't want to hang out with your brother's girlfriend, being careful not to break your rule of mentioning anything too personal, like her name. They didn't give any great advice, just telling you to not go, which obviously wasn't an option.

"Soooooo...." Misa's drawled with a sing song tone. "You've been looking at your phone all day. You got a sweetheart."

You quickly look up from your phone, shutting it off the process. You shake your head, becoming shy by her giggles.

"Don't be shy, I won't tell light." She teases, playing with the cake on her plate. She smiles at you sweetly. "Come on, you can tell me."

You look away, embarrassed. "They're just a friend." Misa squealed at your answer, so excited she stretched over the table and grasped your hands.

"They're just a friend right now!" She pointed out, ignoring your discomfort. "How did you meet? Do you go to the same school? When can I meet them? Oh! Maybe we can go on a double date like in those romantic movies."

"Misa calm down, I promise you they're just a friend." Her mood shifted for excitement to disappointment in a flash. Pouting, she slumps back in her seat.

"Fine, but if it becomes anything more you promise to tell me?"

"I promise."

——

"Tell me more about your family, Yagami-kun."

"Why do you ask?" L doesn't move his eyes from the screens in front of him. But he can feel Yagami's gaze on him. It's hard and accusing, and he knows exactly why. He's protective of his children, that much is clear.

He hears Yagami sigh quietly and feels his gaze move back to the screen, focusing on the one displaying his family. L moves thumb to his mouth, toying with his lip.

"I don't know what exactly to say." He starts. "They somehow manage to keep up with my schedule, that means something right." He gives a small laugh.

L doesn't laugh though. He's too busy glaring camera, specifically the one displaying the Yagami household. Everyone was there. Everyone of course, except you.

Soichiro Yagami shakes his head while rubbing his forehead in contempt. "They're out with friends, it's always once a week."

The hand which isn't currently near his mouth grips his knee. He continues to glare at the camera, only shifting to look at the people moving around the house.

"Where." He shoves a piece of chocolate in his mouth.

Yagami thinks for a while before answering. "I believe the cafe near our neighborhood."

That makes sense, you're usually there. But with who? L stays silent for a while, pondering this mystery "friend."

He doesn't like that word when applied to someone that isn't him. It makes him sick. He grimaces, shoving a piece of candy in his mouth in the hope it calms him down.

It doesn't.

L didn't have any strong feeling regarding you at first, just a way to get to your brother. He saw how lonely you were, and used it, hoping to get some information out of you.

But you were smart. Not like your brother, but definitely more that he expected. You never shared with him any strong opinions regarding anything, remaining neutral on every topic of discussion. It became frustrating after a while.

But it also became fun.

He didn't know when it started, but slowly he started talking to you longer and longer. Observing you longer and longer. And he noticed how...protective Light was of you. Light was like him, he cared for people in weird ways. While Light chose to take a stricter approach, L chose to go the opposite route, gaining your trust by exploiting your loneliness and promising that he'll always be there for you. And while at the beginning it was nothing more than a lie, it slowly became the truth.

He craved your attention, he wanted to be the only thing you cared about. He couldn't stand you talking to anyone, Light included. Which is why he was so pissed about you being around someone else.

"Ryuzaki, your phone is ringing" Yagami notified. L slowly retrieved his phone, gripping it between his pointer finger and thumb, a small smile grazed his face when he saw the recipient.

"What is it?" Yagami questioned as L pocketed the phone.

"My friend."

——

A/n: I can't decide if I love or hate this.

#yandere x reader #platonic yandere #soft yandere #yandere death note #death note x reader #yandere light yagami #yandere l lawliet #light yagami #l lawiet #light yagami x reader #l lawliet x reader #death note fanfiction #yandere death note x reader #fanfiction #fanfic #x reader

[vacayisland]

Alright I’m giving ya three request- you can do one, all, none- doesn’t matter lol. I’m just obsessed with trolls

Clay x Nerdy! Troll! Reader

Aight, now this reader met Clay while he arrived in Putt Putt village. (Your choice for gender) They are a complete dork, clumsy, always excited to do serious stuff. But also a little insecure knowing they can get a little out of hand with overthinking/overexcitement

@!; You're my "hole-in-one" Clay / Nerdy! Troll! Reader

"Summary"! Clay meets someone who can finally keep up with him and his... outlandish ways in helping Viva run Putt Putt village. Some could say it's a match made in heaven. He says it was simply his "lucky stroke". "Tags"! literally one too many golf puns (only in the title and summary), Clay and Reader being dorky together, literally just fluff, maybe a little hurt but then fluffed out!

@!; You had been one of the trolls that came to the Putt Putt village with Viva; having gotten trapped in the tunnels as they collapsed, there was no where else to go other than with the Princess. It was a small populace when you all found the abandoned gulf course and decided to call it home. And though your numbers slowly grew, it would be years before an outside Troll would come across the Village. "Did you hear?" You woke up one morning to the sounds of murmuring in the street, trolls glancing around at each other in a skeptical manner. Whispering like a Bergen was on the brink of finding the village. "I didn't think any Pop troll would come out this far!" Whispered another Troll nearby as you tried to catch what everyone was saying. It was harder to do so here, as everyone was slightly more weary and reserved than normal Pop Trolls. "And nevertheless ask to stay in our village..." There was a beat, "What if he's spying for the Bergens? What if the Bergens found everyone again and there was some sort of agreement made?" "Do you really think the King would do something like that?" All the rumors were a little insane, you had to admit. Most were logical, sensible and reasonable. Others just made you scrunch your nose and turn away; questioning if people could really think that way. Either way, all you knew is that you had to meet this new Troll! You doubted they could be a spy, as the Pop Trolls didn't exactly know where the others in the tunnels went... or even knew if we had survived. So the most logical answer is that they just happened to stumble onto this village without realizing who inhabited it. So, they shouldn't mean any harm.

@!; In the long run, you had been right! Clay didn't mean any sort of harm. In fact, Viva seemed rather excited to welcome him into the village with open arms and a big smile. It put most of the other Trolls in the village at ease seeing Viva deeming the newcomer as friendly, and saw no reason to draw any sort of suspicion onto him. You met Clay later than you wanted, a few weeks into his stay at the village. In fact, you had to be introduced to Clay for the two of you to even meet. "Oooh, (Y/N)!" Viva's voice carried through the small 'serious' office you had made yourself. Viva had always been the outgoing one, the social one; the one who everyone would turn to because she knew what to say or do and how to make everyone feel better! You were the brains behind it all, at least before Clay got introduced. You ran the logics of every outing and reconstruction of buildings. You made sure the food supply would last and that any part or sing-out wouldn't be heard by anyone nearby. You ran everything in the background that allowed everyone to be safe and you did so not because you were told... but because you genuinely enjoyed it. Filling papers, sorting folders, punching in numbers, thinking over statistics and finding out that hidden number! Oh it could make you happier than singing any sort of song; Pop, Country, Funk or any other genre. Many Trolls didn't get it, your love for crunching numbers. They would rather sing and socialize, but you didn't need their approval. You had your happy place within numbers and the smell of vanilla folders and they had there's outside handing and whatnot. Which is why when Viva said the new Troll, Clay, wanted to come help work in the office, you were shocked! "You want to help me?" Dumbfounded, even, as you started at the door while helplessly pointing at yourself. Viva couldn't help but giggle as your look, your jaw at the ground, as Clay shrugged his shoulders and smiled. "Yeah." He seemed a little nervous, "Of course, if that's okay with you. I wouldn't want to encroach-" "Encroach?" You voice suddenly boomed, now to Clay's shock. "Encroach?! I've always been looking for someone to help me here! It gets a little lonely sometimes-.. My friend, as long as you can crunch numbers and be okay with sorting vanilla folders by month and year and preforming probability equations with me you can saw we're already more than partners!" Clay let out a surprised yell as you rushed over and hugging him. Viva let out another bit of laughter, always getting a kick of seeing you so excited. "We're practically friends! Maybe best friends- wait. Wait! Too soon, ah I'm so sorry." Clay's feet hit the floor again with a small thump as you backed away from Viva and him. "Where are my manners, I'm sorry, I-" "Don't get turned off by them Clay. They're just very excited about their job." Viva tried to explain, watching as you had stumbled over your feet while backing away from the two; bumping into your desk and knocking over papers and pencils and pens. Clay couldn't help but feel all his nerves leave him at once. He had a feeling you both would get along just great.

@!; From that day on, you worked along side Clay behind the scene for Viva and the village. Not many Trolls understood what drew you two to the more slow paced life, but you found comfort in each other's understanding. Now, after some time, Clay knew about your habits to get over excited about your job; he found it both endearing and a little cute. Such as he came back from checking the economic logistics about rebuilding a building to find you hard at work at your desk. You were scribbling down letters in a hurry, scratching out numbers that didn't work and rewriting numbers in an effort to get the correct answer. There was already a pile of paper in the trash beside you. Clay wasn't sure if it was the oh-so determined look on your face that caused him to stop and watch, his clipboard still in hand, or the way your effortlessly calculated numbering in your head. The way your eyebrows furrowed every time you got the incorrect answer. The way you crumpled up a paper with rage and tossed it off to the side before returning to work with it all gone. It just drew Clay in for some reason and he couldn't understand it. You just had such and odd effect to him he hasn't felt before. "Ah! FINALLY!" Your shout snapped him out of his thoughts as you shot up from your chair like a rocket; causing the chair to lose balance and tumble down, crashing onto the floor and scaring you. Flustered, you rushed to pick up the chair. You didn't notice Clay until he started chuckling besides you, "Finally got the right number there?" It was a tease, a light jab from Clay. Though he didn't expect your sudden acknowledgement of his presence would cause the chair to go tumbling again. "Are you..?" As amusing your overexcitement could be, paired with how flustered you got afterwards, Clay was kind of concerned about the chair. And you. He was also concerned about you. "Yes! I'm good. I'm good.." You fiddled with your fingers, a dorky yet embarrassed smile spread cross your face as your eyes darted from Clay to the paper on your desk. "I just-..." You stopped yourself, chewing at the corner of your lip. "Go on, what happened?" Though Clay encouraged you, not bothered by your excited nature and your clumsy tendencies. "Ah! Okay!" There was that brighter smile Clay always adored on you, "So while you were gone I opened a request from Viva, and at first I thought it was going to be something like checking the speakers or the mechanics on the clown to see how long they'll take before rusting. But actually it was one of my favorite jobs! "Viva asked me, ME! To calculate how long we could all survive on the supplies we have here before there needed to be some sort of expedition for supplies." Clay didn't mind the way your voice bounced with such a lively tone, or the way you dancing on the tips of your toes with excitement, or how you jumped up and down while shaking your hands as you couldn't contain all the emotions bursting inside you. To Clay, that's what made you, well you! And he wouldn't change anything about you.

@!; Clay never thought he would find a day, though, where you would be doubting yourself this bad. He had gone out to take a five minute break from the office, leaving you to work in relative peace and silence. He only needed a stretch, some fresh air, and then he would be right back. It had only been five minutes, at least Clay thought it had. He guessed he did stop and talk to Viva about some projects, along with light chatter and making lunch plans with the three of them. It surely hadn't been that long!... or maybe it had. Clay found you holding the edge of your desk and gripping your pencil as though your life depended on it. Sure he knew you overthought a lot, as it was usually a reason why you got so overexcited when you get something right and prove yourself wrong. Yet he's never seen you like.. this. On the brink of tears, sitting on the edge of your seat, breath slightly ragged as you tried to calm it, looking down at the paper like you had lost all sort of hope and had failed everyone and they were long gone and eaten. it scared him. It really did. He didn't know what to do for a moment, and he later kicked himself in the ass for standing there and watching you struggle for so long, only rushing to your side when you fell off your chair. "(Y/N)! Hey! Hey, what's wrong?!" Clay rushed to your side, sliding to his knees to be right next to you and your shaking figure. He was terrified, but he needed to be strong for you in this moment. You weren't responding and Clay tried his best to remain as calm as he could. Slowly he reached his hands out, cupping over your hand that held a death grip on a pen. He tried slowly loosening your hold, carefully getting you to drop the pen you were holding onto the floor. He spoke softly to you while he did this, trying to get your mind to ground itself back to Earth, working on getting you to let go of the desk next. "Hey, hey, it's okay. I promise it's okay." Clay wasn't sure if you even heard him at this moment, yet he was going to do all it took to calm you down; you didn't deserve to hurt yourself like this. "I promise everything is okay. Whatever happened, whatever you're thinking, it's all okay. You're okay, the village is okay, there's nothing you cannot do..." Clay managed to break your hold from the desk and moved to hug you, tightly and securely. He continued to try and comfort you, bring you any sort of relief from whatever pain you were causing yourself. It was a while before he felt you wrap your arms around him, slowly hiding your head into his shoulder as you began to sob. It broke Clay's heart to hear you sob. It broke Clay more when your body began to tremble as you couldn't even begin to explain what you were feeling. You held so many big emotions for a Troll, Clay knew that all too well, and sometimes those big emotions were horrible and nasty and infesting. Clay wished he could protect you from those emotions, but logistically knew he couldn't. So he sat with you, on the floor of the small office, providing all the comfort you needed until you were okay again. And he'll be here forever; ready to stick with you through the thick and thin, the harsh and the best. All to be able to see your bright smiles and your excited little gimmicks and even your worse days. Clay loved you, and that's something no logic could deny.

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[jackharloww]

Request: Making Jack laugh when he’s in a bad mood 🤪

Tickles and laughs

Jack had woken up with a lot of missed calls from his management, someone had messed up his schedule, and that led to him having to be out of town for your birthday. You didn't have anything planned but he still didn't want to leave you on your birthday.

That was the reason why he was in a very bad mood and grumpy when you finally woke up. "Good morning baby" You rolled over and put your hands on his chest

"Morning" he mumbled and continued to text furiously on his phone.

"What's up" You fully sat up, noticing he wasn't his usual self.

"Nothing" he answered with a sigh as he put his phone down, throwing his head back and pulling his hands up to rub his face.

"Well it doesn't look like nothing," you said, receiving a look from Jack, "Fine, tell me when you feel like it" you mumbled, knowing he sometimes needed time to process things before talking about it. In the meantime, you got up to make the two of you breakfast.

"Jack, breakfast is ready" you yelled out for him as you plated the sandwiches you had made the both of you.

"I'm here" he chuckled from behind you, making you jump.

"Oh, you scared me" you giggled, receiving a small smile from him but nothing more than that. Jack was clearly still in a bad mood, but you didn't push it, instead, you handed him his plate and the both of you walked to the living room to watch your series as you ate.

As a way to try and make him laugh, you poked his side, knowing how ticklish he was. He jumped a bit before shaking his head, looking at you. "Stop" he raised his eyebrows with a smile on his face

"You're annoying" you simply said and took a bite from your sandwich. He grabbed your plate and put it down on the table and then he brought you closer to him, "I love you too" he chuckled before kissing you on your head.

"Yeah yeah" you muttered but stayed in his embrace, continuing to watch the series.

After about half an hour, Jack's phone buzzed multiple times making him pick it up to read the messages, this time he didn't bother answering any of them, he just threw it to the side with a sigh.

"Okay there's clearly something bothering you" You gave up waiting for him to tell you

"I'm trying to figure it out" he sighed running his fingers through his hair.

"Well let me help you figure it out" You sat up straight and turned around to look at him better.

"Come on, I don't like seeing you like this" you groaned, "let me at least see that beautiful smile of yours?" you said, and Jack gave you a small smile.

"no, not that smile - a big one, teeth and all that stuff" you giggled and leaned forward to tickle him again.

"Okay fine fine" he laughed and tried to take away your hands, but you didn't give up, instead you straddled him and continued to tickle him, hearing his beautiful laugh.

"I'll tell you, just stop" he was getting out of breath now, the both of you laughing loudly. You stopped tickling him and went to sit down next to him on the couch, but he put his hands on your hips making you stay in that position.

He pulled you closer and embraced you for a few seconds, putting his head on your chest. You hugged him tighter and played with his hair. After a few seconds he looked up at you, his hands still around your waist, "Chris booked in an appearance on your birthday weekend" he said with a big sigh, and you could really tell how sorry he was.

"I'm trying to fix it, but they say it's nothing I can do," he said, "They make me so angry" he continued, waiting for you to say something, and when you got a smile on your face he furrowed his eyebrows, not understanding your reaction.

"You could have just said so silly" you giggled, putting your hands on either side of his face, "I can come with you" you suggested.

"Are you sure?" he looked at you surprised

"Why wouldn't I be? I don't care where we are or what we do, I just want to be with you" you said and leaned in to give him a passionate kiss.

"I love you so damn much," he said as he backed away for a second, before going in for more kisses.

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Just a small little blurb <3

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[camryn-haitani]

c'mon bugaboo

cat noir x reader

'sentibubbler': season 4, episode 10

TW: angst and comfort, cursing, spoilers for that episode.

this is a little scenario I had in my head about him, so I decided to put it here. I don't know if this is really angst but I'm just gonna put it just in case. I'm sorry I've been gone for so long, here's my apology<3

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"b-but I wanna help. why can't I help?" cat noir asks.

"well, we really don't need your cataclysm so" rena says as she makes a mirage of ladybug. she runs off, rena following the fake ladybug.

"well.... there's nothing I can do now. I feel useless now ladybugs the guardian of the miracle box." cat sighs.

cat felt useless like he said. since ladybug can temporarily give people miraculous's, there was almost no need for him anymore. cat goes off with no destination in mind. he just jumps around from roof to roof. rena said their plan didn't require cat noir, so he walks around for hours. he sees the miraculous ladybug fix everything and sighs. by the time he's tired of running, he jumps down onto a roof and sits down, not knowing he's waken up someone.

y/n pov

"what the fuck, who or what is on my roof?" I get up from my bed to see what the noise came from.

I see that familiar black cat costume with the matching ears coming from that blond head.

"cat?" I walk up behind him and sit down.

"o-oh I'm sorry. I landed too hard and probably woke you up. I'll leave." he stands up to leave. "no no no, I was already awake. I've just gotta ask, what are you doing here? shouldn't you be with ladybug?" I sit down next to him.

he sighs, debating on whether to tell you or not. "well..." he goes on.

"ladybug hasn't really been needing me the last few missions. she's been asking other people for help. and...." he takes a breath, holding in tears, "it makes me feel like she doesn't need me anymore. like she's tossed me to the curb. like today, nino got akumatized into the sentibubbler by shadow moth. I was all ready to come and help, but rena said they don't need me..." I see a single tear fall from his eyes.

"ladybug has missed a lot of our nightly patrols. I miss it. I miss saving akumatized villains, I miss our patrols around Paris, I miss...." he takes a breath, "I miss her."

I look at him and hold his hand. I see him look at my hand on his.

"I'm kinda in the same situation, cat. but that's for another day. I don't wanna put this on you. do you wanna come in? it's kinda cold out here." I ask.

"sure... it is a bit chilly" he stands up and follows me.

we walk through my back door into my room. my room is quite big with the couch so it won't be too cramped with both of us in here(I know this is a bit much but just work with me please).

"hey cat." I look at him. "what's up?" he tries to say without breaking his voice. I hold out my arms to invite him in a hug. he looks at me with sad eyes, tumbles into my arms and breaks down crying.

he cries for a good while and when he calms down he asks, "am I just not enough?" he whispers. "oh cat, of course you're enough. I can't tell you why she gives other people miraculous's. but I do know that you're a great hero to Paris."

"I am?" he looks up at me. "yes cat, you're the best hero i have ever seen." I reassure him.

"thank you, truly. I'm sorry I was so loud on your roof." he apologizes. "no no it's ok, I'm glad you were because I wouldn't have met you" he smiles at my words. I hear faint beeps as cat looks down at his ring. "shit, I gotta go. it was nice meeting you......?" he pauses, not knowing my name. "it's y/n. is there a name I can call you instead of cat?" he laughs a bit at my question, "call me whatever you come up with, i don't mind." he answers.

"it was nice meeting you, kitty," I take his hand before he leaves, "if you ever feel like this again or need to talk, I'm always free. come by anytime." I smile.

"of course, cutie. I wouldn't want to miss any opportunity to see you again." he kisses the back of my hand.

"I'm see you soon, kitty." I kiss his cheek. he smiled at my kiss and went out the window.

'i hope I see him again. he's pretty cute.' I say to myself. I go back to my bed and drift off into sleep, thinking about a certain cat in mind.

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I will hopefully be doing a part 2 if y'all are interested<3

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[sturniol0s]

DARE. MATT STURNIOLO

part 3

matt x fem!reader

a harmless prank wont hurt right?

warnings- use of y/n, swearing, kissing, use of weed and alcohol again😭

a/n: i dont know if this is good or not.

matts pov

i wake up at around 2:13 am and see y/n in my bed.

oh my fucking god, i just had sex with the girl i got dared to date. i didn’t think it would go this far.

i run down stairs to chris and nick.

“guys” i say as i tap on chris’s and nicks shoulder.

“what?” chris ask

“omg did u guys have sex?” nick asks

“um, maybe” i reply

“WHAT” chris and nick yell

“don’t yell, shes upstairs” i say

“how did it happen?” nick asks

i explained the situation to them

“i didn’t know it would get this far, i just wanted her to come over to smoke” i explain to them

“it was a mistake i shouldnt have told her to come over” i say as they listen

y/n’s pov

i wake up to see matt gone. i get up and put my clothes on, i was planning on jump scaring matt in the living room, as i was going down the stairs i hear matt.

“i just wanted her to come over to smoke. it was a mistake i shouldnt have told her to come” as he says that i can feel tears rush down my face. i sneakily get out through the front door with out him noticing.

i call my friend to pick me up.

“hey madi, can you pick me up?” i say as i sniffle

“yeah, of course. where are you?” she asks

“im outside the sturniolo’s house..” i reply

“okay, im on my way”

i see a car pull up to the front of their house.

“oh my god, what happened?” she asks as she puts a strand of my hair behind my ear

i explain what happened between me and matt.

“im so sorry that happened to you. he doesn’t deserve you” she says trying to comfort me

matts pov

i go upstairs to see that she isn’t here. fuck, shes already gone. i grab my phone from my pocket to text her

texts messages

today, 1:27 am

Me: Im here!

Y/n: okay, give me a minute to get outside

Me: No, i mean im at your front door.

today, 5:53 am

Me: hey, you didnt say goodbye?

*read*

she left me on read. the first time she actually done that, usually she would answer as fast as she could.

after scrolling through my phone for a little while. i start to feel tired even though i just woke up. i fall asleep.

“matt, matt MATT” nick yells

“what?” i say half asleep

“get dressed, we gotta go to an event” he tells me

“10 more minutes” i beg

“no, get up” he says

i check my phone to see the time, 7:04 pm, but instead something else catches my attention. i get a notification from instagram that someone posted, it was a photo of y/n, madi and her friends at a party. i check the name to see it was posted by y/n.

i throw on a black t-shirt and a zip up, along with a pair of baggy jeans.

at the event

i heard a voice behind me and turned around, i turned to see a girl from freshman year of high school. i decided to take a picture with the girl for my instagram, as chris was about to take the picture she pulled me into a kiss. i saw her at the event. and somehow i find my self inviting her over to my house. she brought weed and alcohol with her.

we went to a room and she smoked it with me. she pulls me in to a kiss. suddenly i started getting deja-vu of when me and y/n did weed and had sex, but all the weed and alcohol had already token over.

the way her hands tugged through the curls in my hair in ways i’ve never felt as i lay her on my bed. everything about this girl is different. she the complete opposite of y/n.

my lips find hers in a kiss. i don’t even know her name.

i find my self siting between her legs, kissing her chest as she lifts her hips for me to grip the back of her jeans and take it off. her clothes find a home with all out other clothes on the floor.

before we do anything else she takes my dick in her mouth. her lips wrap around my shaft as she messily bobs her head. smothering it with spit as she trys to take more.

i let out a loud groan as i push her head deeper, fucking her throat. she continues to gag. her legs are open, and from this angle i can see how wet she is.

i fuck her mouth as i lean over her, rubbing her clit and watching her squirm. it gives me a sense of control.

i tease my tip at her entrance as i dig around for a condom. she opens her legs for me. i put the condom on and push into her without a warning, listening to her cry beneath me.

eventually we would switch so she was on top, she would ride me, nothing i’ve ever had before.

what the fuck am i doing?

“matt, im gonna cum!” she screams, snapping me back to reality.

i slap her ass.

i keep thinking about y/n while fucking the girl.

her cum drips around my cock.

“did you finish?” she asks

“yeah” i reply, ripping the condom off and tossing it in the trash as she puts her clothes on and leaves.

i cant get y/n out of my mind.

y/n pov

after madi picked me up she dropped me off home

“you sure your okay?” she asks

“yeah im fine i just need to be alone right night” i reply

“alright, text me if you need me to come over” she says as she smiles and drives away

i walk into my apartment complex and get in the elevator. i turn my phone on to see a notification from matts instagram. as im waiting for the elevator to go up i collapse on to the floor crying.

why was he kissing another girl?

the voice him calling us a mistake kept repeating in my head.

a couple days later

madi set me up on a date with a guy she saw on tinder. she clearly didn’t tell me that she made me a tinder account, the date was held at a restaurant.

im currently getting ready. im wearing a short black dress with heels.

at the date, the guy seemed nice he just wasn’t him. i knew what i was looking for, even though matt called us a mistake he probably didn’t mean it, right?

part 4?👀

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[yurislotusgarden]

Hiii lotuss!!<3 i love ur works they are so cute it makes my empty heart fill up w joy 💔💔

Can i request prompt 6 w chu, dazai and sigma w fem reader? If thats okay ofc!<3

Btw remember to take breaks and eat, drink and sleep well! :D

-💞 anon

ʚїɞ Separately! Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Chuuya and Sigma x Gn!Reader

ʚїɞ Keep in mind English is not my first language, so you may find mistakes!

ʚїɞ The event

ʚїɞ word count: 1k

ʚїɞ Tw’s: None! Just pure fluff, pet names are used, reader’s gender is not specified in any way

ʚїɞ Hi 💞 anon! Thank you for the words, nice to know someone enjoys my works like that <3

Sun rays fell into the warm room, a comfortable silence and atmosphere, a feeling it would be a good day the moment you woke up.

You would call it a perfect Saturday for a day out, and getting up early to start to start your day while the sun has been up for not too long, and you would do so if it wasn't for a specific brown-haired koala clinging to your waist from behind. Really, was it too much to wish for him to be asleep when you wake up? Getting out of his grip is certainly easier when he's asleep than when he's fully conscious.

"Where do you think you're going, Bella?" But truth be told, his morning voice may make up for the inconvenience if you were to not lie to yourself. "It's too early!~" 

And here comes the quiet whining from the other adult.

"We both have work, Samu. We need to be at the agency in less than an hour so-"

"So it's plenty of time to stay in bed and cuddle with me!"

"I would rather be on time so that Kunikida doesn’t scold us for being late."

"He will scold us for something anyway. What's the difference?"

“I-”

You didn't have an answer to that one. To be fair, that's not exactly a lie, that Man can find any reason to scold a person.

“Cat got your tongue?”

“...”

“Who am I asking? Of course, you don't have an answer when all I'm saying is the truth!~”

You love seeing Dazai happy, don't get it wrong, but this was one of the times when you just wanted to punch that grin off his face-

“Honey.”

“Hmm?” He really thought he won if his face was anything to go by.

“*I love you but we need to get up*”

A displeased groan came from the man and you had thought you won when-

“No.”

“What do you mean ‘no’?”

“I mean no, you wanna hear it in French? ✨Non✨”

You're so done with this man, and you still had to deal with Kunikida’s scolding later.

4 hours.

4 hours is the amount of extra time spent in bed by you, wanting to just stay in bed with your boyfriend as he had a whole day off for once. While it was lovely to have more time with Chuuya than usual, it was already 2 p.m. by that point, way past the time when you should’ve gotten up.

“Chu?”

The question was asked in a quiet voice, in case he fell asleep again since the last time the both of you uttered a word.

A hum was a response enough for you to know he’s at least conscious enough to have some sort of a conversation with him. Gently running your nails through his hair, you quietly asked “Don’t you think it’s time to get up?”

A quiet groan came from the man. 

“Nuh-uh”

“Honey.”

“Nooo…” His voice showed just how close to sleeping he was before you spoke up.

“We need to get up-”

“I refuse the offer, now go back to sleep.” But now he seems fully awake? Motherfucker.

“It wasn’t an offer- and it’s 2 p.m.”

Is it even worth trying to argue?

“Do I look like I care about the hour, love?”

“Chuuya!”

“Not changing my mind.”

No, absolutely not.

“I will change your damn mind when I-”

Soft lips were planted on yours for a few seconds to shut you up before pulling away. The ginger head raised his head to kiss you just to shut you up.

“Shush and don’t try to get up, we both know you won’t manage that if I don’t let you.”

But you will always try to argue anyway.

“Fuck you.”

“Gladly.”

He will never get bored of that blossom hue appearing on your cheeks. Never.

Sleeping in the middle of a million blankets may have not been the best idea.

Sigma has been overworking for the past 2 weeks as per usual and you decided that he needs a good rest, resulting in wrapping you both up in any blanket you found lying around. It was comfortable as hell, yeah, but the bi-colored-haired man had been asked to come down to the Casino for something and yet still didn't get up. Is it really your boyfriend or is it some imposter because you thought you would never see him ignoring anything related to his Casino.

You decided to speak as yet another message went unanswered. “Cotton?”

A sleepy murmur of “Yeah?” made it clear he was listening.

“You need to get up.”

“But I don’t wanna.”

A sigh came from you, and another buzz from his phone could be heard. You were pretty sure that by now around 60 different messages could be seen on the screen unanswered. Of course, that was the number of messages that came after he read the first one asking for him in the first place.

“Sigma.”

One word, and yet his head shot up from the pillow right away. You don’t use his name often, especially in that tone. “Did I do something?”

“Sigma.”

“What?” He was genuinely confused, was he that tired that he didn’t even realize what that message earlier really said?

“Cotton-” You were hoping to calm him down by not using his name anymore. “Listen, I love you, but we, especially you, need to get up.”

“Why?”

“Look at your phone.”

“Okay?”

Let’s just say that the moment his brain processed the 80 messages on his phone, he got out of bed with, what you would say was his record speed, literally speedrunned getting ready you had to help him with his hair and tie because this man would go out in bed hair and very badly tied tie and you managed to get him to take a snack with him since he didn’t eat anything yet.

Some of his workers found out it was you who got him out of bed and thanked you.

You did not answer Sigma’s question when he asked where you got all the sweets from later that night.

Notes, comments, and reblogs are greatly appreciated

#bsd x reader #bsd x gender neutral reader #bsd x y/n #bsd x you #bsd #x reader #dazai x reader #chuuya x reader #chuuya x y/n #chuuya x you #dazai x you #dazai x y/n #gender neautral reader #sigma x reader #sigma x you #sigma x y/n

[alessiathepirate]

Scream

TOUCH STARVED: Ethan Landry x fem!reader

Summary: Do you ever wonder what the source of the hunger for love is?

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

I was inspired by literally half a sentence from the movie, but still... we love our little murder boy.

Warnings: SPOILERS! (for Scream 6, but there are only some references), swearing, mentioned/referenced violence, hurt/comfort

•••

Ethan Landry was most definitely touch starved.

She noticed that pretty quickly after they started dating. The way an adorable, silly smile formed on his face as she kissed his cheek or played with his hair was too cute to miss. When she gently touched his face or put her arms around his neck or on his shoulders while they were kissing, the way he ran after her touch and presence was a heartwarming sight to see. Not to mention the slight blush what was still present everytime she gave him a small compliment, especially in front of others.

And God, she loved that when they were alone they were basically attached at the hip, hands or thighs always touching.

But even though she loved him and his presence more than anything, she couldn't help but wonder where that touch starvation came from. She knew that it's not always a pretty thing, especially not the source of it. Someone so hungry for love and peace - it comes from somewhere deep within.

She got the answer to that after the murders started to happen again, after another Ghostface showed up. And just like she thought, the source wasn't a pretty thing at all.

She woke up one night, legs tangled in the sheets, hands burried under the pillow to the feeling that someone sat down on the bed. She immediately opened her eyes in panic as she sat up, eyes trying to get used to the darkness. The phone calls and murders made her jumpy and paranoid, and with that more protective - both the first and last thing she did everyday was calling her friends, making sure they are fine.

The panic disappeared after she realized there was nothing to be scared of, the only other person in the room was Ethan, her lover and with that the rightful owner of the bedroom she was sleeping in.

"Ethan?" she called out to her boyfriend as she wiped the sleep out of her eyes. " 'Everything all right?"

It took a few seconds for him to answer. At first she thought he was starteled, that she scared him with her sudden movements, but his shoulders didn't move and nor did his arms.

"Everything's all right, sweetheart, you can go back to sleep."

Her tiredness disappeared as she looked at him, her back straightening like a hunter's dog sensing something in the dark. Her heartbeat quickened as she looked at him, at his back because he didn't turn around.

She had never seen him hurt before. She's seen him happy, sad and tired... but hurt? That was a new thing and she didn't like it. She didn't like the way his voice became lower or how pained it sounded.

She climbed closer to him in bed, sat down on her calves behind him as she gently hugged him, one of her hands running through his hair, playing with his curles.

His body reacted like it always did, at first he froze then got used to the feeling of being touched, trying to unknowingly get closer to her to try and get lost in her presence.

"You can talk to me, E. You know that, right? I'm here for you."

She kissed his neck, then one of his shoulderblades through the material of his t-shirt, doing her best to try and make the tension from his body disappear.

He took a hold of her hand, the one that was resting on his shoulder and kissed it, ran his fingers along the back of it.

"I just had a phone call with my dad."

The sentence was sudden, but the honesty didn't make her anxious. Instead she kept on playing with his curles.

He never talked about his family. At least not to her. This was a sign of trust and it made her dizzy.

"Did something happen?"

"No, it's... I don't know." his uncertainty was painful to hear. "Nothing has to happen sometimes, you know."

He never talked like this and it scared her.

"You do love me, right?"

She didn't know whart hurt more: the way he said it or that he felt like he has to ask to make sure she does.

"What are you talking about, E?" she gently tried to make him look at her and when their eyes met she continued: "Of course I do! 'Wouldn't leave for the world, 'you understand? You're my pretty boy" she said, calling him what their friends teased them with "and I love you more than anything."

There it was - the slight blush after a compliment, his cheeks became pink and she noticed that like a sixth sense even in the dark.

"What made you say that?"

"It's just... everything is always about my brother and sometimes he forgets that I'm also his son."

She didn't ask questions. She just leaned closer to his face, despite their weird position, and kissed him, slow and gentle as her hands softly explored his body and hugged him, making him feel damn well that to her he is precious. And he kissed back, but so hungrily that her heart hurt. She felt him shiver and sensed that his heart is full of love and adoration. She didn't understand - she never will, how no one appreciates him as much as she does when he has so much love to give.

She broke the kiss after a while and smiled at him.

"Well I can tell you that you are my boyfriend and I love you more than anything. And I'll for sure kick your dad and brother in the balls if I have to."

In that moment she understood. She understood why he reacted to her touch the way he did, she understood where that starvation for love came from. That night she felt her heart grow, it became full of the need to protect and love and prove.

As they lied back down and pulled the covers up, Ethan hugged her tightly, not wanting to let go. And while she made sure to remind him how loved he is, she forgot to realize that Ethan never mentioned that he has a brother before.

#scream #scream vi #scream x reader #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #ethan landry x fem!reader #fluff #hurt/comfort

[linkemon]

Imponderabilia (Ciel Phantomhive x Reader)

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ᴀ ᴛʏᴘɪᴄᴀʟ ᴍᴏʀɴɪɴɢ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍʜɪᴠᴇ ᴍᴀɴᴏʀ. ɢʀᴜᴍᴘʏ ᴄɪᴇʟ, ᴅᴇꜱꜱᴇʀᴛ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ᴅɪɴɴᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ɪʀʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙʟᴇ ᴇᴍᴘʟᴏʏᴇᴇꜱ. ᴀʟʟ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴀ ᴘᴏᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛᴇᴀ…

ɴᴏᴛᴇꜱ: ᴀᴅᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ɪɴꜰᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ:

ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅʟʏ ʀᴇᴍɪɴᴅᴇʀ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴍʏ ᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ɪɴ ᴇɴɢʟɪꜱʜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʀᴀɴꜱʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴꜱ. ɪ ᴛʀʏ ᴍʏ ʙᴇꜱᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ᴀɴʏ ᴛɪᴘꜱ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡᴇʟᴄᴏᴍᴇᴅ.

— Good morning, my lord! — [Reader] opened the door.

The view was the same as almost every day. The young lord was sitting in a navy blue, plush armchair and looking through the morning newspaper. He didn't take his eyes off it. He knew she would come. She was punctual. The same couldn't be said about the rest of the residence's staff.

— How are we feeling in the morning?

— Fine — Ciel replied quietly.

For him, it was an extremely elaborate statement. If Sebastian asked him about it, he usually told him to mind his own business. And when the other inhabitants of the estate did this, he preferred not to say anything because they began to get so happy that they would not leave him in peace for the rest of the day.

The girl grabbed the porcelain teapot and started making tea. The amber liquid sparkled in the decorated cup. The girl placed the saucer on a small table.

Phantomhive waited a moment to hear the sound of the door closing but to his surprise he didn't hear it. He looked at the maid. She stood with her back to him, leaning over the silver tray. When she started to turn away, he hid his head behind the printed pages, pretending to be reading.

A plate appeared next to him. An elegant plate full of cookies.

— It's too early for dessert — he said.

— Nonsense! — [Reader] rolled her eyes. — Sebastian is the one who keeps saying things like that. However, I think there is nothing wrong with sweets before dinner. Occasionally.

Ciel looked at the dessert. The baked goods looked average. Crispy, with chocolate pieces. However, their scent tickled his nostrils pleasantly. He felt his mouth water at the thought of tasting them.

— Did you make them today? — The question hung in the air, even though he knew the answer.

— I got up a little earlier. The lord had a hard day yesterday so I thought it would cheer him up. — She smiled.

The boy felt strange for a moment. He knew how much she had to do every day. She woke up long before him to take care of his house. In addition, she also had to correct the mistakes of Baldroy, Mey-Lin and Finnian. Tanaka wasn't that harmful but then again he wasn't very helpful either. Sebastian could arrange everything but she didn't like asking him for help. They tended to stay out of each other's way. Especially since the demon has been getting other tasks lately. Someone finally had to investigate in the queen's name.

And yet the maid denied herself the sleep to make these cookies for him. He felt a tightness somewhere around his heart but he decided to dismiss the ridiculous thought. Nobody cared about him. She did it because it was her job.

— You can take them. — His words were cold. So contrasting to how he felt inside.

— The lord won't eat even one? — She raised an eyebrow.

He shook his head.

For a moment the room was filled with silence. She was interrupted by footsteps. Suddenly, the newspaper paragraph was replaced by a girl's hand and a plate.

— Let's play a game. — That caught his attention. He became even more angry with himself. She knew him that well. — Please, taste them, my lord. If you don't like it, I'll leave the residence. Otherwise, I'll bake them whenever I want and you will always have to eat them.

— How do you know I won't lie? — He reached for the cookie.

— I'll take the risk. — The corner of her mouth turned up.

Ciel took a bite. He expected something extraordinary. Sophisticated taste. Secret spice. Amazing texture. None of these things! They were normal. As average as they looked.

As he took another bite, he had an epiphany. He was tricked like a little child. It wasn't about confectionery skills at all. He lost because he expected to fight on a completely different front than the one on which it actually took place.

— They're virulent — he growled.

— I knew it'll be like this. — Her smugness seemed to light up the entire room. For a moment he thought that she looked really nice in the bright light. The glow reflected in her eyes, reminding him of the radiant sun just outside the window. What was he even thinking about?

— Really? — He gritted his teeth.

— You like me too much to throw me out — she said.

She hit the nail on the head.

He felt a blush rising to his pale cheeks. For the first time in a long time, he was lost for words. Ever since she started working here, she had done and said things that made his heart beat faster. She was annoying. At the same time, he didn't want her to stop. He was stuck in a vicious circle and somehow he was in no hurry to change the whole situation. Yet he could fire her at any time.

He couldn't stand her smug expression as she headed towards the exit. He hated losing.

— Play chess with me.

— Chess? — she asked.

— Yes. How many times do I have to repeat? — he sighed irritably.

He placed the pieces in the starting position. If she thought she could just leave after all this, she was sorely mistaken.

[Reader] sat down hesitantly in the chair in front of him. He was pleased to see her slight confusion. She didn't expect this.

The game was going his way. However, he had to admit that his opponent was quite a challenge. The girl thought logically much better than he expected. Once she even managed to trap him in a bad situation. It took him a few moves to realize the trap. However, he managed to recover and was on the way to victory.

Chess was much simpler than life. They had clear and explicit rules. They rewarded the better and punished the worse. Only those who deserved it felt the taste of defeat. Completely different than in reality. A place where nothing was black and white, only shades of gray. Just like their strange relationship.

He moved the knight.

— [Readerrr]! — The door to the room opened with a bang.

Mei-Lin ran through the doorway. Red hair flowed behind her as she crossed the distance between them. Her glasses fell off her nose. She hurriedly picked them up from the floor. Even the carpet couldn't save them. One glass cracked, creating an ugly spiderweb on the surface.

— Oh my, my, my!

— What is it this time? — You could hear the tiredness in [Reader's] voice. The head of the Phantomhive family had no doubt that she had been through this hundreds of times, just as he had before Sebastian showed up. — Garden?  — She got a shake of her head. — Living room? — Same answer again. — So the kitchen… — [Reader] said. She didn't have to look at her co-worker to know she had nailed it. — It was very nice to play... — She was about to get up when the young master's hand gesture stopped her.

— We're not done yet — Ciel said.

— Ah, but... the kitchen! — Mei-Lin said.

— Find Sebastian. He will take care of it. — The lord moved his rook, thus indicating that he considered the conversation to be over.

— But I don't know where he is — the maid whined helplessly.

Phantomhive took a deep breath. Sometimes he really wondered why he kept all these people here. Maybe he should hire someone new?  He exhaled slowly through his nose.

— You worked with him in the living room today, so start in the living room. And if it's not there, keep looking until you find it. Have I made myself clear?

— Y-yes, of course! — The woman ran out, stumbling.

Maybe he was doing something stupid. After all, the kitchen was on fire. He shook his head slightly. Everything in the mansion burned down at least once a week, so it didn't really matter. Besides, why did he have his one hell of butler?

Ciel looked around the board, studying his options. It was basically a formality now but he still waited for her next move. However, only soft snoring answered him. He looked up from the black and white board. [Reader] rested her head against the plush headrest of the chair. Closed eyes and a steadily rising chest could only mean one thing. She fell asleep. How did sleep overwhelm her so quickly?  He had no idea. She must have been really tired. She had been helping him with his documents at night for the last week. However, he didn't think it would bother her so much.

He almost woke her up but then stopped himself. He brushed away a strand of hair that had escaped from her updo, then reached for the blanket lying on the backrest and covered the girl with it.

— Maybe I really like you too much...

He quietly moved towards the door and closed it.

#ciel phantomhive x reader #kuroshitsuji x reader #black butler x reader #oneshot x reader #ciel phantomhive #sebastian michaelis #mey rin

[erling9haaland]

Omg I loved “part of the Wolff family” 😂

Could I do a request for Erling, maybe he seems very cold on the outside but his very sweet to the reader (kinda like his mean to everyone but kind to her kinda vibes ) idk if that made sense but .. 😭

Grumpy

A/n: thank you so much❤️,i really enjoyed making the part of the Wolff family especially the jokes between toto and also the other f1 driver(think I did Charles a little dirty when I mentioned him crashing in Monaco all the time🤭)

Summery: Erling!grumpyxsunshine!reader, Erling had always looked like a cold and judgemental person but there has always been that one person who could make him a clingy general giant

Slanted means thoughts

Working as a physiotherapist at Manchester City was hard but what was even harder is you looking at your secret boyfriend trying to look tough when really you knew what he was like at home especially with you

“Morning Mark” y/n Said entering the etihad with a bright smile on her lips and waving at the half awake man “working” at the front desk. “You’re to happy for 9:00 o’clock in the morning” mark answered her grabbing for his coffee that was placed next to him

As y/n walked down one of the many hallways in the stadium she finally made it to her office, stepping inside she took of her coat and scarf revealing her Man City uniform that was lying underneath. Sitting down in her office chair behind her desk y/n logged into her computer checking the names on the agenda for the day

9:20 - Kevin De Bruyne

I’ve learned that he’s not a morning person so hopefully he won’t be to bad today

9:30 - Kalvin Phillips

Okay not to bad for the morning, he’s quiet, easy to get along with she thought

9:45- John stones and Kyle walker

I mean johns’s easy to make conversation with so he’s not to bad but him and Kyle together, someone pray for me

10:00 - jack grealish

okay we’re getting more intense for a Monday morning

10:20 - Erling haaland

And there he is I can’t stop seeing him today can I y/n thought

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(Earlier this morning)

Your eyes fluttered open and the first thing you felt was a pair of strong arms around your waist and light kisses being placed gently all over your face, y/n looked up to see a boyish grin plastered on her boyfriends lips, the same lips she leaned up to give a kiss “good morning baby” she mumbled against him

“Good morning pretty girl” he replied, pulling away and pulling her back into his toned chest

Mornings with Erling was something that y/n always cherishes because in her opinion there is nothing sweeter than waking up in your partners embrace and Erling kisses and cuddles in the morning were the best way to start her day

as y/n removed the covers from over their body and swung their legs off the edge of the bed, the strong pair of arms that she woke up in pulled her back into the warm cocoon they had both made during the night

“Where do you think your going kjære” (sweetheart) erling mumbled while continuing planting kisses over every piece of skin he could reach which eventually led him to find the sweet spot on your neck

“Oh erl, honey as much as I love this we need to get ready for work” you moaned looking down at Erling who was to occupied with you to listen and replied with a simple mhm into your neck

“Oh fine, I suppose 5 more minutes won’t hurt us, right?” y/n said with a sigh while her giant boyfriend was already pinning her down underneath him

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The morning had flow by quite quickly and the check ups were not as bad as she thought (well besides from jack, John and Kyle who were far to mental for a Monday). Y/n sat at her desk hoping to get some files filled out before her next appointment showed up. But just as she started typing there was a knock on her office door

Confused y/n checked her computer clock 10:10 there’s no one on the schedule

“Come in” she shouted only loud enough so the person on the other side could hear, but as the door slowly creeped open she realised who it was

“Hey Kjæreste (darling), and before you say something like your appointment isn’t until 10:15-“

“10:20” you replied with a smirk

“Oh whatever, as I was saying before you say anything I just wanted to say I brought you breakfast because we didn’t have time to have some thing morning” Erling said with a smug look as he walked over to put the bag of food and cup of (whatever you want to drink) on y/n’s desk and taking a seat infront of her

“Thank you so much you have no idea how much I needed this after the morning we had” you said sipping on your drink while Erling just hummed at you in agreement with his smile growing every second

Leaning over the desk and putting his face in between your hands, you gave him a small peck on the lips, pulling away to quickly for your Norwegian boyfriends liking but before he could reach other to kiss you properly there was another knock at the door, Erlings smile quickly faded

Quickly sitting back into their chairs and just in time as someone opened the door “y/n, Erling it’s lovely to see you both this morning” pep strolled in with a wide smile

“Hi pep” you replied to the Spaniard with a bright smile as wide as his, Erling replied with a small frown which was accompanied by a blunt and dry “morning boss”

“So I suppose you haven’t heard the news since you are both still in here” the manager looked at you with a raised eyebrow

“What are you talking about” you asked “I don’t have anything in my calendar but check ups today”

“Right, I should probably update that for you, anyway back to business, there is a meeting with staff and players in a few minutes and I need you both to be there, okay, oh and erling try and put on a smile, we all know you don’t talk much but it would be nice to see a little emotion from time to time”

Much to no one’s surprise the response Erling gave was short and emotionless which caused a small minute of tension which you not long after broke

“Okay we’ll be there” you smiled nodding your head as the Spaniard walked out of your office

“I love it when you smile” Erling stated looking at you with a playful but meaningful glint in his eye

“Thank you but your not sweet talking me into another kiss especially since we almost got caught” you said walking towards the door “are you coming or are you going to sit in that chair all day”

Turning around you see the blonde giant “struggling” to get out of one of your office chairs “it looks like glued to my seat, guess I’m not going anywhere…unless” Erling said slowly as he made eye contact with you which was when you could see the smirk he was wearing “unless I get a kiss from my beautiful girlfriend”

“Your unbelievable “ you playfully huff in defeat as you jogged over to Erling,wrapping your arms around his neck and pressing your lips onto his slowly but letting them linger there making the kiss feel more passionate to the both of you but before Erling could snake his arms around your waist to pull you onto his lap,you pulled lips off of his and made your way out of the door

“Y/n/n” you catch Erling say before you left

“Yes erl” you smile at him

“I love you” he said with the most tender smile he reserved only for you, he was your world, “I love you too baby” you replied blowing him a kiss. but as you walked out what you didn’t see was him “catching” the kiss in his hand and placing the same large hand over his mouth, smiling like a child while doing so

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The whole team was at this meeting and to no one’s surprise it was unnecessarily long and not to mention boring, the only things keeping you going was the small jokes that Bernardo made and the stollen glances that you and Erling would give each other. The meeting mostly consisted of the staff and players discussing different problems or ideas they had to make the team more successful than it already is.

Soon enough you were losing interest in what people have to say since it was always the same thing or the same person that thought they had to speak, you looked around the room and at the people that you do not normally see at work trying to understand what they were all thinking, nope nothing. That was until you caught your favourite pair of ocean blue eyes for what seems like the hundredth time in the meeting

I could look into them eyes forever, easily get lost and even if I found a way out I wouldn’t want to leave. They really are so pretty I just want to-

“Y/n do you have anything to add” Pep questioned quite firmly pulling you out of your trance and ripping your attention away from Erling(which he was not happy with)

“Um no not really, well there is this one thing” you said with your voice getting quieter every word you spoke, pep knows your not a huge fan of speaking in front of everyone but he really values everyone’s opinions especially yours. “Well what would you like to say” his voice softer than before which calmed your nerves a little more

“Well some players have been late to there appointments and check ups lately and it’s really inconvenient to me because then my day is delayed and it really messes up my schedule,so I’d appreciate it if people where on time or let me know in advance” you said your voice a slight whisper and you were not 100% sure that everyone in the room had heard it

And you were right, the room was filled with small comments like “what did they say” or “I couldn’t hear can you speak up” before you could even open your mouth again you guessed that Erling could see the panic in your face since he stud up from his seat that was placed opposite yours and cleared his throat

He was impossible to miss in that moment, his 6’4 frame towering over everyone else in the room and his deep voice and once soft expression and warm eyes(which you had saw) soon faded into a cold look and an icy stare to anyone who looked at him

“She said some players have been late to there appointments and check ups lately and it’s really inconvenient to them because then their day is delayed such as the time they get lunch and more, and it really messes up their schedule,so they would appreciate it if people where on time or let them know in advance, okay” Erling said while everyone turned to agreed with what you said of apologise, but without anyone knowing Erling threw you a quick wink and sat back down in his seat probably planning not to speak for the rest of the meeting

You mentally reminded yourself to thank him later one way or another for what he did

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After the meeting took place everyone returned back to there stations, workers (along with you) went back to their office and the players went to the pitch to train

You looked at the clock on your computer screen I’ve only been working for half and hour it definitely feels longer than that, I could probably get another few files done and then have some free time before I have to check on more players for the game next week-

Knock knock

“Hello” you said sceptically

“Hi y/n/n” the boy smiled widely when he saw you

“Erl what are you doing here your supposed to be training for the game next weekend” you said to him “are you feeling okay, does anything hurt” a concerned tone showed in your voice

“I told pep I wasn’t feeling well so he sent me to you” Erling said closing the door and slowly walking closer to you

“Why are you really here” you question him trying to hide a smirk

“.because it’s cold outside”

silence filled the room until Erling broke it

“And because I miss you” wrapping his arms around your waist and naturally yours found the back of his neck

“I miss you too baby but we both need to do our jobs”

“Mhm” Erling mumbled looking down on you

“Are you even listening to me” you questioned

“Umm not really” Erling said with a playful tone, leaning in and capturing your lips for a kiss

“Erl”

“Yes kjære” (sweetheart)

“Thank you for what you did in the meeting today, it really ment a lot to me” you said tears building up in the corner of your eyes and tightening the hug you had your boyfriend trapped in

“Shush, y/n darling, you don’t have to thank me it’s what I do, I love making you feel comfortable and also making you happy” he said planting a small peck on your forehead “but you know what I don’t want to see” Erling said pulling away from your tight embrace for a minute

“What” you confusingly questioned him

Erling took your tiny hands into his and looked into your y/e/c eyes, taking a deep breath he finally said“ you crying, you’re so full of light and I don’t want to think of a world without your smile in it, and the truth is people see me as this grumpy asshole but when your around I don’t feel like that anymore and-“

You shushed your Nordic boyfriend by bringing him down for a kiss and letting him know how much you loved him, giving him loving complements and showering him with the love and passion he treats you

“Erl, you know how I said I wanted to thank you”

“Yeah” he answered hesitantly as if he was scared of saying the wrong thing

“Well I get off work earlier than you..so” you said looking up at him with doe eyes and the most innocent look he had ever seen

“so…. OH” Erling eyes looked like they would pop out of his face before he some what gained his composure “well, maybe if your offering I couldn’t possibly stop you, what kind of boyfriend would I be hm” rewrapping his arms around your waist and pressing a long and passionate kiss on your lips

After a couple of minutes of being in each others presence you decided it was time to leave and that you should let Erling get back to his training

Grabbing the coat and scarf you arrived with (and Erling wrapping you up nice a tightly because he didn’t want his beautiful baby to get a cold) you packed all your personal items away

“Okay I’ll see you at home okay darling, oh and please take it easy in training we do no want a repeat of last time” you said putting yourself on your tip toes to kiss Erling cheek causing his to blush a deep shade of red

“Okay I will,just for you” he stated with a smile spread on his face

“Oh and Erling” you said before walking out of your office door

“Yes angel”

“I love you”

“I love you too”

“See you at home love” and with that you threw him a wink to confirm what will be happening when he gets home but to also show him that you love him even though he can be a little grumpy around other people

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A/n- thank you so much for requesting this I had a blast writing it, my requests and inbox is still open so please send your ideas ❤️❤️

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[animexts]

Comforting a mentally exhausted S/O

Modern AU!

Characters: Naruto, Sasuke, Shikamaru, Kiba, Neji and Itachi.

NARUTO MASTERLIST

A/N: Lately I've been fucking tired mentally, and I assume there might be a follower going through it too so...

A/N²: I will probably do this with Tokyo Revengers too.

Naruto Uzumaki

From the moment you woke up, you've noticed that you've gotten worse from the day before.

"Holy shit, today is going to be a rough day." You thought, closing your eyes tightly.

So yes, you decided you wouldn't go to school today, you don't have the strength for that

You snuggled into bed again to spend your depressing day in bed, when you heard your cell.

You sighed and reached over to answer the phone without reading the name.

"Are you ready yet? I'm coming to get you." Your boyfriend's excited voice came on the other end of the line making you want to cry, he was your ray of sunshine.

"I'm not going to school today."

"Why not? Are you sick?"

"I just... I can't."

With just that sentence, Naruto stops walking on the sidewalk and understands everything.

He had already noticed signs of your a few days ago.

I think she finally closed in on the edge. Naruto thought

"Well then, it looks like we'll be skipping class today."

"What? Naruto no-"

It was too late.

After almost an hour you hear someone knocking on your door and when you open it, you see your boyfriend full of bags and with an affectionate smile on his face.

He drops them on the floor and pulls you into a bear hug.

"My baby won't go through this alone."

Sasuke Uchira

Sasuke noticed that you weren't well from the moment he picked you up from your house, but decided not to pressure you.

He made it his mission to get you at least one smile.

He sat in the seat behind you during every class, so he could write little letters on his notebook paper, and deliver it to you without the teachers noticing.

"You look beautiful today, even with that tired face"

"Look, I think Naruto is going to drool on the table."

Those were some of the cards.

And Naruto was really about to drool if you ask me lol.

During the break, Sasuke took your hand and intertwined your fingers with his, and winked at you with a soft smile, showing that he was there all along.

As you sat in the cafeteria, Naruto sat between the two of you, making Sasuke put on the funniest disgusted expression you've ever seen.

You smiled slightly, and Sasuke felt like a sun had risen in his head.

"Holy shit, what a beautiful thing" He thought.

"Sooo what are we going to do today?"

"Get out Naruto!"

Yes, seeing these two arguing is something we are all used to.

Skikamaru Nara

Shikamaru loves silence and everyone knows.

Turns out he doesn't like YOUR silence.

He loves to hear you just talk about his day, or tell him a bad joke, he just wants to hear your voice.

He looks at you sitting on the grass next to him in silence from the moment he arrived.

There was something wrong, and he needs to do something.

"Do you want to talk about that?"

"I'm not sure..."

He approaches you and you lean your head on his shoulder.

He leans his head on top of his and sighs.

"You're too precious for this world, you know?"

So during the afternoon you all sit there in silence, until he starts to feel his shoulder getting wet.

You're crying right now and as much as it hurts him, he knows you need it.

"I'm fine here love, it's okay."

Kiba Inuzuka

"You're not fine are you?"

It's the first thing he says to you as soon as you open the door.

"I'm here my love" He hugs you tight and you cry into his chest.

He brought Akamaru with him because he knows how much you like each other.

"Want to do something? we can just sleep too if you want"

He sits you on the bed and takes your face with both hands kissing your forehead, cheeks and finally your mouth.

"You're amazing okay? Let's get through this together."

Yeah, this had been a shit week, but you had Kiba Inuzuka with you so that was fine.

Neji Hyuuga

Neji is a very observant guy, so just from your walk he knew you weren't doing well.

"I get it, you don't have to say anything if you don't want to."

He gives you a kiss on the forehead and a peck on the mouth.

So all day he spoiled you in every way possible, buying you ice cream and carrying you on his back.

"Fuck leave her alone!" He would tell anyone who came close wanting to talk to you.

"I feel useless Neji."

That phrase took him by surprise.

"Hey! Don't you dare say that about yourself never listening again?"

He hugs you tight and lets you cry into his chest.

He doesn't want you to go through this alone because your pain is his pain.

Itachi Uchiha

"Why didn't you tell me you were at your limit my love?".

"I didn't mean to bother you..."

"You never could, come here let me take care of you"

So all day he made nice things for you to eat, since he knew you preferred his food.

He also combed your hair with all the care and love in the world.

Not to mention he watched all your favorite shows and cartoons with you.

And still listened to all your outburst with attention and affection in the eyes.

"I know things are tough right now, but please don't forget I'm with you."

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[patrophthia]

impossible | theodore nott

pairing: theodore nott x reader

genre: FLUFFFFF!!! established relationships! slightly suggestive but nothing bad i promise,, mention of reader getting hurt (quidditch :< ) not proofread

wc: 2.4K

originally posted on AO3: 23/07/2022

Theodore didn't miss a beat before landing by my side, casting a charm for the curtains to close behind him. "How are you feeling?" he asks and when I made to answer, Theodore slipped in another question. "How are you doing?"

He seemed to have caught himself, smiling timidly at me when he apologized. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to hear your voice."

I don't think he meant it much because I know full well that if he could, he'd asked me what I'm thinking of and hang on to every word I give him.

And when I laughed tiredly. Theo asks once more, his tone light. "Am I amusing to you?"

Theodore isn't quite as intimidating when you were his girlfriend. I smile when I tell him: "very."

Why were the Ravenclaws so aggressive whenever they played against the Hufflepuff? Theodore didn't care for it then but he surely did now. Now that I was playing for the Hufflepuff against the Ravenclaw. 

Theodore stood by the sidelines, watching Blaise cheer way louder than he should've been for a team that wasn't theirs. A part of him was happy that his friend was close enough with me to support me outwardly while the other part of him found it embarrassing that he was associating himself with him. 

But he regress, turning back to the quidditch pitch as he watch the game play out. 

Theodore understood quidditch to a certain extent (maybe a lot more than he thinks since Draco spend a decent amount of his time droning on and on about quidditch during their second year), he knew that the beater were the one with the bats, the chaser is the position that I play, the seeker is the position that Draco plays and that was all. He thinks.

Now back to his point, why was the Ravenclaw so aggressive towards the Hufflepuff —nay, why was every house so violent towards the Hufflepuff whenever they have a match against them. 

Theodore watches on, silently praying that his girlfriend wouldn't get hurt in the field as I raced towards one of the hoops after my teammate passed over the quaffle. 

I turn sharply, barely avoiding the other Ravenclaw keeper. My head cocking to the side, testing the keeper just for the fun of it. My arm stretches backwards, quaffle in hand, ready to shoot at any given moment.

And when I finally let go, the quaffle barrels into the loops as if it was born for this. It's a shame that the bludgers were also born for this. Hitting the end of my broom the second I let go of the quaffle. 

Theodore could see the look of surprise on my face from a mile away. Then came the helpless realization that I would be landing on the floor in a matter of seconds, only hoping that someone would save me before I fall to my demise. 

The panic sets in first. Then Theodore was on his feet. He can't recall how many second has passed since I'd fallen but can recall himself reaching down the stairs and into the pitch. Blaise was following him. So was Draco. So was Pansy, he thinks. He thinks Pansy cared about him and his girlfriend enough to have the decency to be distressed. 

He thinks and thinks and thinks. And silently panics, not knowing what's to come when he comes face to face with me. Finding me out cold. He felt himself being pushed aside. Madam Promfrey rushing over. He didn't argue. Watching her work as he prays that I get to live another day. 

•••

I don't remember much. I don't know what happened fully but I do know that we won. And somewhere along that process, I got my ass knocked off of my broom by an aggressive bludger.

That's quidditch for you, I guess.

A chorus of voices is the first thing I hear when I woke. They were talking or arguing –I can't really tell. I'm too doped up and groggy to fully take in my surroundings.

They were talking about something (or maybe someone). Me, I think. I think I'm their topic of conversation but that would be narcissistic for me to assume. Although, my thoughts were proven correct when Malfoy brought attention to my now conscious self listening into their words.

Theodore didn't miss a beat before landing by my side, casting a charm for the curtains to close behind him. "How are you feeling?" he asks and when I made to answer, Theodore slipped in another question. "How are you doing?"

He seemed to have caught himself, smiling timidly at me when he apologized. "I'm sorry, I just wanted to hear your voice."

I don't think he meant it much because I know full well that if he could, he'd asked me what I'm thinking of and hang on to every word I give him.

And when I laughed tiredly. Theo asks once more, his tone light. "Am I amusing to you?"

Theodore isn't quite as intimidating when you were his girlfriend. I smile when I tell him: "very."

He didn't make to reply, checking every inch of my face for any injury that Madam Promfrey might've missed. His hair a moving mop of fluff above his head when his head shifted too quickly. 

I prop myself on my elbows, reaching out to touch it. "You grew out your hair."

Theodore tilted his head, easing the stretch of my arms. "I didn't mean to," he says first, leaning into my hand when they brush against the side of his cheek. "I'll cut it soon." 

"Don't," I tell him, Theodore sits himself on the empty side of my bed, his own hand reaching up to cradle mine. "It looks good on you." 

The look on his face turns unreadable, eyes shifting away from me. "I was so worried." 

"I'm sorry," I say, sitting up properly in my bed. "Did my team win at least?" 

A breathy laugh falls from his lips. "Yes." Gaze turning back to me. "They did." 

"That's good," I murmured, trying to savor every second of this moment. "Did you cheer for us?" 

"No," he answers honestly. "I was too preoccupied with thinking that you were dying." And then, "sorry," he smiles so softly that my heart aches at the sight of it. "Will you ever forgive me?"

"I think I can forgive you for that." Theodore smile never falter, face turning in my hand, his lips pressing a kiss against my palm. 

"That's good," he says, he says knowing that I would always forgive him no matter what. "I can't even begin to fathom what I'd do if you didn't forgive me." 

"It's a good thing I forgive you then." 

He nods. "Really good," his voice barely above a whisper. When my eyes grow tired, barely able to keep myself awake for long seeing as my body was still recovering. "I think it's time for you to rest." He drops our hands, linking them together. And softly, he asks, "is there anything you need?" 

I could feel a smile pricking at the corners of my lips. "A kiss?" 

Theodore hesitates, every part of him growing shy. "A kiss?" A year spent together and he still is hesitant about a kiss. I nod. "A kiss is all you need?" 

"Yes." 

Theodore releases my hand, his own reaching out to cup my face. Palm pressed flat against my skin, his thumb making quick work at caressing my cheek while the rest of fingers cupped my jaw. "A kiss it is." 

He leans forward, just enough for his lips to comfortably press against mine. The kiss soft and tender, slowly easing me into him when I made to kiss him back, Theodore pulls away. 

"A kiss," he says, as if he was reminding me that that was all I'd asked of him. "Now rest, I will give you millions more when you're well." 

"I'm quite well," I tell him tiredly, fighting sleep under the warmth of his hand holding my face. "Where's my millions more?" 

"Where ever you want them to be." He presses a kiss on my forehead. "I will give them to you. But not now." Not now when I felt so terribly enervated.

"I'll be back in the morning." He tells me finally. 

Sleep takes over the minute Theodore slips away from me, his hand away from my face, his voice far from my ear, his presence that I could no longer sense. Succumbing to sleep wasn't hard, it was no where near hard for I knew that when I woke the next morning, I will once again be basking in everything him alike. And I can truly rest with that. 

•••

Theodore exudes a kind of comfort that I can't categorize. But if I'm being honest, I don't even know where to start when it came him. 

He was tall, quiet, smart, that much was true. The other parts that people didn't mention as much was how handsome he was, how soothing his voice sounds despite the rare usage of it and when he does use it, the way he words his sentences can charm anyone into giving him what he wanted.   

The door unlocks before the two of us, the boy's Slytherin dorm now my third (because my own dorm is my second) home. The room was empty, saving for the mess scattered round as proof that five teenage boys were living in that very dorm. 

We step through, Theodore locking the door behind us, and dropped our book bags. I head for the bathroom's sink, wanting nothing other than a nice cold splash of water against my face. 

When I returned, Theo hands me a pair of soft cotton plaid pants and one of his old oversized shirts. I think our next actions stems from the fact that we've long grown used to one another. 

Silently slipping off our clothes with no embarrassment, no outwards reaction, nothing but small smiles when we catch the other staring at us. I slipped on my pants shortly after Theodore finished changing, him walking forward so that we stood face to face. 

Theo took the shirt he'd given me from where I'd last placed it, helping me into it with soft eyes. The bottom hem of the shirt falls around my waist, not having yet adjusted it when he took my lips in his. 

This is the millions more kisses he owes me, I think. 

He pulls away, hands hanging around the exposed skin between the shirt and my cotton pants. "Are you sure you're okay, baby?" He asks for the hundredth time, the only different being the pet name that he uses now. And when I told him that I was, he asks: "Shall we take a nap?"

I'm okay. But I will like to take that nap. I tell him and he nods, tugging me with him towards his bed. Theodore shuts the four posters, cloaking us in with green silk. From where I laid on his bed, I could hear the lake water lapping against the window, brushing by the glass pane with each movement it made. 

Theodore laid besides me, turning at an angle which he could see me clearly. "You owe five sickles."

"For what?" 

"Parkinson and Draco." 

"You're kidding," I said first, and when all he did was smile at me, his hand coming to lay on the dip of my waist. "Surely not." 

He squeezes the flesh of my waist. Surely yes. 

"It's barely been a month," I said, finally accepting my faith. "How could they already break it off? There was so much tension between them." 

"That's your fault for reading between the lines," he teases. "I told you it was only a fling and you didn't want to believe me. Now look who's five sickles richer." 

As if he won't spend that five sickles on me. "I'll pay you tomorrow then?" I ask him, feeling his other hand that wasn’t resting on my waist reach for my own. "Will that be okay with you?" 

" 'course," he says. "All is well when it comes to you." And then, "Are you sure you're feeling well enough for class tomorrow? We can skip if you aren't." 

"I'm fine," I tell him, squeezing our now linked hands, trying to reassure him as much as I could. "Plus, I'm failing potions. I don't think my grades can handle any more of me missing classes." 

Theo frowns. "You are?" He asks, playing with the hem of my —his— shirt. "Why didn't you say something?" 

"Because, it's nothing. And I didn't want to bother you," I tell him. "I know you're busy with your studies, I didn't want to be a burden on top of that." 

His hand falters, turning to a halt. Dark eyes narrowing, searching and assessing, trying and trying to see if I was being serious. And when there was no indication that I was anything but, he says: "never in a million lifetimes could you ever be a burden." 

"If you ever need help with anything, say it," he tells me. "Say it and I’ll be there. My time is yours. I'm yours and I will move mountains to give you anything you could ever want." 

Sappy. This is so incredibly sappy. But I still smile nonetheless, I still kiss him until I feel breathless. I still store every single sentence, word, syllable, letter in a special box in my head that is uniquely made up off of Theodore. 

Theodore who can't seem to treat me like the other boys have treated me. Theodore who goes over the top with everything he does when he wants me to feel cared by him. Theodore who would never make me feel anything less than beautiful.

Theo props himself up on one elbow, leaning over me with his lips pressing against mine, his other hand slipping beneath my shirt and laying flat against my tummy. His lips drags down peppering kisses from my jawline and down to my neck. 

When my legs press against him, wanting more and more of what he could give me, he pulls back, leaving the scent of him in his wake. 

"I know we're young," he begins. "But I wish more than anything to be your husband, I want to give you everything that I have. I have no intention in doing anything else, my love." 

Theodore paused, as if he was letting me know that if  I didn't want him as much as he wanted me, he will let me go just to make me happy. And then, softly he says, "I hope you feel as irrevocably in love with me as I do you."

—from bee: happy valentines days everyone!! i hope you’re spending it with you loved ones!!

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[soccer-love]

Baby girl

Merle Frohms x reader 

“Then let's start then.” our trainer Tommy says and I feel like I just woke up as I get up from my place in the looker room. 

Even during the time he explained what we will do in todays session, I almost feel asleep. 

I follow Feli outside and we start doing our warm ups.

Normally I am one of the last ones to get off the field but this time I cant wait until the session is over and I can go. 

Usually we have about 60 to 90 minutes of training, depending on the weather and if we have games the day after or before, but after 40 minutes it starts raining so Tommy stops the training after about 55 minutes. 

Everyone tries to get inside as quick as possible but I sit down at the floor and take a few deep breaths. 

“Hey, Y/N are you okay?” I hear someone saying and Merle comes up behind me, handing me her water bottle. 

“Yeah I am just tired.” I say and take a sip before giving it back, Merle offers me a hand and helps me to get up. 

“Did I hurt you with that last action?” she asks and I shake my head, we where doing a little game during the last minutes and Merle accidentally tackled me down while trying to get the ball. 

“No, I am okay really.” I say and we enter the locker room, I take a shower and almost fall asleep again while standing underneath the hot stream. 

Everyone was dirty form the training in the rain and looks a little bit tired but I am probably the badest looking person right now.  

I look like a zombie. 

It takes me what feels like eternity, to put on my cloths and I barley cant keep my eyes open. 

At the exit I walk into Merle, she smiles at me, before looking outside where it's still raining. 

“Can I give you a ride?” she asks, knowing that I normally ride my bike here. 

“Uh sure.” I answer and we run over to her car. 

It’s not a long drive, but the sound of the rain against the windshield and the soft shaking of the car, makes me fall asleep even I try to fight against it. 

“Y/N?” I feel someone softly shaking my arm and slowly open my eyes, I am still in the passengers seat but the rain stoped and we are standing outside my apartment building. 

“Sorry, I...” I sit up and grab my bag from my feet but Merle holds me back. 

“Hey, you know that I know you sine we startet playing in the U-17 together, and lately you are not at your usual best, you look tired like you haven't slept in a week.” she says, giving me a worried look. 

“I am fine.” 

“Seriously, I know you're not, what is up with you?” 

I look down before taking a deep breath. 

“You know my sister?” I ask and she nods. 

“She lives with you, to support you with your baby, right?” 

Five months ago, I gave birth to my beautiful baby girl, Sophia. Her father was never really in the picture and my sister moved in with me so that I wouldn't have to give-up  my career. 

“Yeah but she moved back to Chicago where she works a couple of weeks ago, I have someone to watch over her and when I we have games my mom come here but...” I stop because I don't want to say anything bad about the person I love the most. 

“the nights are hard, she normally needs to be feed two to three times and then she needs at least half an hour to fall back asleep and I think she really misses her aunt.” 

Merle grabs my hand and smiles at me. 

“I think I have an idea, how about I come by in like an hour, make you two some dinner, you can take a relaxing bath and then I stay the night to help you.” 

“You...no you need to sleep-” 

“Y/N, I wouldn't have offered it if I didn't want to do it.” 

I know that there is no point in discussing with her, Merle is a really strong minded person and won't give up so easily. 

“Okay.” I say and grab my back. 

“See you later Y/N.”

“See ya.” I say goodbye as I get out of the car. 

I have to nannys wich take turns to watch over Sophia during the day and sometimes for the evenings. Sometimes I feel really bad about it that I leave my baby alone this much but I’m not ready to retire yet. 

I cuddle a little bit with my daughter and fall asleep for a couple of minutes before I clean the living room a little bit up. 

----

“Welcome back.” I say as Merle comes back, a bag with stuff in her hand. 

“Good evening to you too.” she answers laughing, following me inside. 

She notices Sophia laying on her favorite blanked on the floor next to the couch, a stuffed dolphin in her hand. 

Like almost everyone Merle met my little girl many times, she was actually the first one to visit me after I gave birth. 

“Hey there, how are you sweetie?” she talks to Sophia sitting down next to her. 

“Can I?” she asks, reaching her hands out to Sophia, wanting my permission to pick her up. 

“Of curse.” I say and she takes her in her arms, smiling down at her. 

I feel my heart beating a little bit faster and I don't know if it's because of Sophia or Merle or both of them together. 

“So little one are you more a spaghetti and meatballs girl or a spaghetti bolognese girl?” she asks before looking up at me. 

“Definitiv a spaghetti bolognese girl.” I answer and Merle laughs, she grabs her bag with one hand and walks into the kitchen. 

“Can I help you with anything?” 

“You can take this beautiful girl from me because I eat her up, she's just so cute and maybe set up the table, I’ll do the rest.” Merle demands and I nod, taking Sophia from her. 

I set the table and then just watch Merle cooking, getting lost in my thoughts. 

The way she cooks is the same way she plays soccer. 

With passion and love. 

I cant help but stare at her hands, watching them cutting onions and stir in the pot with the sauce. 

These hands are thousands maybe millions of dollars worth. 

And then I realize how lucky I am, 

One of the best goalkeepers in the world, is standing in my kitchen. 

Sometimes I have these moments where I realize that I am surrounded by stars, that my friends are famous. 

Don't get me wrong, I wouldn't say that no one knows me but I am defiantly not as known as they are. 

My mom is German and my Dad Norwegian, I grew up in Oslo and also play for the Norwegian National Team and many people in my home country know us. 

I look down at Sophia who is still laying in my arms, looking at Merle completely stunned. 

And I really understand her, Merle is so extremely beautiful and she just has this vibe that you have to love her.

“I think dinner is ready.” Merle says and looks over to us. 

She fills our plates and brings them over while I sit down, with holding almost asleep Sophia in my left arm. 

“You now I think you are really strong for being a professional soccer player and raising a child at the same time.” she says as I take the first bite of the food.

“Wow, this is so good.” she laughs and I think I just feel a little in love with this pasta. 

“And thanks but I didn't really have a choice, don't get me wrong I love my little girl to pieces but I was definitely not ready to give up my career.” I explain and Merle nods. 

We eat our dinner and after that Merle practically forces me to go and take a relaxing bath while she takes care of Sophia. 

“You know that you just could tell me that I smell.” I joke, making Merle roll her eyes. 

“Believe me you smell wonderful.” she says pushing me towards the bathroom. 

To be honest it is really great not to have to worry about doing the dishes after dinner or that I have to put Sophia to bed. 

After the bath I get dressed in some shorts and one of my VFL shirts and when I  exit the bathroom, the living room and kitchen is empty and I see a small light coming from my bedroom. 

I walk over and see Sophia laying in her bed that is next to mine and also open to this side so I have easy access to her during the night and she doesn't feel like being speratet from me. 

Sophia is laying on her side, holding onto the collar of Merles shirt with her tiny hands. While Merle is fast asleep next to her, wearing the same shirt that I have, she must have got changed while I was laying in the bathtub. 

I grab a blanket from my dresser and softy place it over her, she looks so peaceful while sleeping. 

As quiet as possible I lay down next to her and pull another blanked over myself before turning of the lights. 

Sunlight is falling over us as I wake up again, I must have turned around in my sleep and I a arm over me, only then I realize that there is a body behind me, really really close to mine. 

I smile against the wall and feel Merle pulling me closer, her warm breath hits my neck and I think I feel safer than I ever did before. 

As I wake up again, she is gone but as I turn around I see her standing next to the bed, Sophia in her arms as she is feeding her with a bottle. 

“Look who is awake.” Merle says and I smile at them. 

“I didn’t even hear her crying.” I sit up and undo my hair tie, letting them fall over my shoulders, 

“Oh she wasn't, she slept through the night and when I woke up earlier she was just a little whine so I got up and made her a bottle.” 

“I cant believe it.” I say and look at my daughter. 

“Last night you woke me up four times and now you just learned to sleep the whole night.” I add and Merle laughs. 

“Maybe she was relaxed because she felt that you are.” 

I node and get up, kissing Sophia on the cheek and I almost kiss Merle too but I can hold my self back. 

We have breakfast together and spend the morning together before Merle has to leave because of goalie training. 

-----

After this night, it becomes a habit that she comes over almost every day. Sometimes she even stays for the night, sleeping with my in my bed, but since Sophia started sleeping through the nights I am also more awake during the day. 

Often we end up cuddled together in the morning and I feel myself falling over her more every day. 

I mean I already had a small crush on her but now I really know that it is more than that. 

She makes me feel safe and her arms feel like home to me. 

We always were roommates for our away games but since she's staying at my apartment more often it kind of feels different. 

Even there we wake up close together and I don't know if I am imagining it but I feel like there is sometimes this tension between us, like when we are sitting close together on our beds, or when we are doing weight lifting together. 

But I am not sure if it is really there. 

And I don't want to talk about it with her because I don't want to loose her, it would break my heart and probably Sophias too. 

I love the way she acts with my daughter, she is just so kind hearted and a real angel. 

Oh fuck i am so damn in love with her....

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[sturniololoco]

Can’t hate you pt 2

Sturniolo Little Sister (SLS) X Nathan Doe

Warnings: Cussing, hitting, mentions of SA later in the series(and no, it was not Nate), etc.

ᡣ𐭩 . ° .° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .° ᡣ𐭩 . ° .° ᡣ𐭩

SLS/N’s POV

I woke up this morning to what felt like a monkey on my bed, only to find out that it was Chris, jumping up and down.

“Get up loser, we’re going to get food!” He yells, giving me a wet-willy before sprinting out of my room.

“Aw-you mother fucker!” I yell, jumping out of my bed to chase him down the stairs.

I see him up ahead, rounding the corner to the kitchen. I do the same, but instead of finding Chris, I find myself running straight into what felt like a brick wall.

“Fuck…” I say under my breath, rubbing my head where I made contact.

I hear Chris laughing from behind the island, and I shoot him the middle finger.

I look up to see what I made contact with, only to be met with the grey-blue eyes of Nate.

He hold out a hand to help me up, but I scoff, ignoring his hand while stand and brush myself off.

My head still hurt immensely as I walked into the kitchen, giving Chris the biggest side eye I could.

“Well isn’t someone just a bundle of joy this morning?” Nate says, resting his chin on his hand while he leans on the island, looking at me.

I roll my eyes, scoff again, then walk upstairs to get ready.

-

I walk downstairs, hair curled, makeup perfect, and dressed in a pair of cargo jeans and a baby tee.

Yes, I feel like a boss bitch, and yes, everyone knows imma boss bitch.

“Okay sis! I see you!” Nick says, giving me a twirl. I laugh then look to the living room to see Chris and Matt golf clapping. But Nate is just staring, his moth half open.

What the fuck is his problem?

I ignore him and follow my brothers to the car, him close in behind.

"SLS/N, just sit in the middle today, there's no point in putting the seat down for a 10-minute drive," Matt says, climbing into the car and starting it.

Oh my fucking god, why is this happening to me?!

Not wanting to start problems, I sigh then get in, ick on my right, Nate unfortunately on my left.

The whole ride there his thigh was uncomfortably close to mine, so it was a huge relief when Matt pulled into the IHOP parking lot.

We got out and then got checked into a booth near the back of the restaurant. Before anyone could argue, I called sitting in the middle of Matt and Chris.

We got settled in our booth, and then Nick started to pull out his phone and make an Instagram post.

it said, What poses do you want for our next photo shoot?

"We're doing a photoshoot?" Matt asked, already not looking forward to it.

"Yes Mat. and you're not gonna have a Mattitude about it," Nick said, giving him a stern look. I giggled at how well he knew my brother.

Before Matt could come back with an answer, our waitress came over, asking what we wanted to drink.

"I'll just have water please," I said quietly, then she walked away.

Chris poked me in the rib, using a baby voice while he said,

"Aww, is somebody a wittle shy?" The whole table burst into giggles, all but me, whose face had gone hot and was now punching Chris in the arm.

"Ow, SLS/N!" He whined as his laughing stopped.

"Aww, does someone need me to call the ambulance?" I asked, giving him a baby voice of my own.

Now it was his turn to go red, as Nick reached across the table, fist bumping me. What can I say, I learned my comebacks from the best.

-

As we climbed back into the back, we were all deciding what to wear for the photo shoot.

"I think we should all wear merch," Chris said.

We all nodded in agreement, heading home to get ready.

-

By the time we were all ready, the camera was charged, and we were ready to go, it was beginning to get dark. We drove to McDonalds, grabbing some drinks before driving around to find the place to shoot.

We decided to head the the parking garage down the street, as it had the best lighting.

We found a spot where there were no cars. Nick scrolled through his responses, looking for poses.

We took alot of photos. some with just the triplets, some with one of them individually, and then some duets.

One of my favorites where the one where I was on Chris's back while he was racing down the drive.

Nate got some as well, posing with Chris and Matt, then some individuals for his own Instagram.

Then Nick said the worst news I ever wanted to hear.

"Alot of fans want some pics of SLS/N and Nate. We should do those real quick."

I whipped my head around to stare at him, giving him wide eyes. He gave me a pleading look, begging me with his eyes.

I rolled my own, mumbling,

"Let's just get this over with."

We took a few next to each other, our arms around each other's backs in a side hug.

Our next pose was us standing back to back, holding up our sweet teas,, while death staring at the camera.

"These are so good! Hold still for two more seconds." Nick said, getting lower to take the shot.

Matt and Chris sent knowing smirks in my direction, making me angrier and angrier by the second.

"You better smile, kid. Wouldn't want people thinking I look better than the princess." Nate said under his breath, in my direction.

That sent me over the edge.

I pushed myself off of his back as I whipped around. I tore the lid of my sweet tea and threw it at him.

He was completely soaked.

"Fuck this shit!" I yelled, walking towards the stairs leading to the sidewalk outside of the building that led to our house, leaving the boys there to stare at my retreating figure.

-

I walked all the way home and up to my room, slamming my door before collapsing on my bed. My face was still burning with anger,

or was I blushing?

OooooooOooooooo!!!

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[atlasscrumpit]

The Winter Soldier/Avengers x reader

You ran as fast as you could along the streets on New York City, you could hear screaming and gunshots all around you.

You knew he wouldn't be far behind you, when it came to Hydra or the Winter Soldier they would kill everyone to get to you.

You found an alleyway and ran down it, hiding behind a trash can as you cried softly, covering your mouth so you wouldn't be too loud.

Suddenly someone grabbed your wrist painful tight and yanked you from your hiding place.

The soldier slammed you against the wall as you cried out in pain, his blade plunged into your abdomen as you screamed.

You cried softly as he stared into your eyes.

He dropped you onto the ground and you fell into a heap, crying in pain before the solider slowly walked away out of the alleyway.

You curled up in the alleyway as you gripped your side and tried to stop the bleeding.

You continued to cry until you saw someone rushing down the alleyway towards you.

"Hey, stay with me. Tony, I've got a wounded hydra agent." He said as you looked up and noticed it was Captain America.

"I can't go back." You whispered as he slowly picked you up, causing you to cry out in pain.

"It's okay, just try to relax and focus on me." He said, walking out of the alleyway.

You were confused why he was being so kind to you even though you were a Hydra agent.

You began to cry even more as you gripped onto his arm.

"I don't want to die... Please." You begged as he looked down at you sadly.

"You won't die, you'll be okay." He said as you rested against his body and closed your eyes.

"The soldier... He won't stop." You muttered, partially rambling from loss of blood.

"You're talking about Bucky, aren't you?" He said as you looked up at him.

"Bucky..." You whispered, only now finding out the winter soldiers real name.

Tony finally caught up with Steve and took you from him.

"Keep her in our infirmary, she knows things about Bucky." Steve said as Tony nodded and flew you back to the tower.

He gave you over to Bruce who restrained you to a bed and got to work making sure you didn't die.

--

When you woke up again, both your arms were restrained to the bed as you groaned, the sedation wearing off.

You looked beside you to see Steve and Tony talking.

When Steve saw you were awake he came over and smiled.

"I'm Steve by the way." He said as you smiled a little.

"I didn't really have a name... It was just Agent Eight. But... I don't know you can come up with a name." You said making him chuckle a little.

"How about Lacy? I watched a movie with a character with that name and she reminds me of you." He said making you laugh softly.

"Lacy is perfect. Why aren't you more hostile towards me? I mean I'm a hydra agent." You muttered, right from the start Steve had been kind and you didn't understand why.

"I don't know... When I saw you, I didn't see a hydra agent. I saw a girl scared to die." He muttered as you nodded a little.

"Well, thank you. I'm sure you have a lot of questions." You said before Tony practically burst through the doors.

"Damn right we do! And you're going to answer them or I'll hurt you!" He said as Steve groaned and rolled his eyes.

"Tony, she's cooperating." Steve said as Tony looked at him and then to you.

"Oh, right. Well, that's good." He said, his demeanour completely changing making you chuckle softly.

"So, what was Hydra's goal tonight? Why did they reveal themselves to everyone and try to kill at random?" Tony asked as you sighed.

"I don't know the full extent, but it was something to do with a show of brutality and power and a distraction for something else... I had it planned for months, that I would escape while all of it was happening. One agent saw me escape and ordered the solider to kill me." You explained as they nodded.

"Did you know Bucky?" He asked as you looked at him sadly.

"Not much... We didn't work together that much, I mainly worked as a medic. But, I knew he was an important part to hydra, I also knew he was one of the hardest to break. Even after all those years he still had memories...they tortured him more than anyone." You replied as Steve looked away for a moment, you knew it would've been hard for him to hear this about his long lost best friend.

"He escaped the agents apparently after he tried to kill you he cut out his chip and went missing." Tony said as you nodded.

"Well, that's good... It gives you guys a good chance to find him." You said as Steve nodded, Tony looked at you in thought.

"I don't get it... You're so normal. I expected you to be cold hearted or at least traumatised." He muttered as you chuckle softly.

"Well... My life has been traumatic since the moment I was born, I guess I just learnt how to act when I needed to. I acted submissive and obedient in Hydra to avoid punishment, and now with you guys I'm acting mature and informative so you can get the answers you need. I've acted like somebody else for so long I'm not sure who I am... But, I think somewhere in there I'm just a scared little girl begging for forgiveness for what I've done." You replied as they both looked at you sadly.

"That's understable. We're here to help you, Shield captured a few other Hydra agents. But, for now we'll keep you here and try our best to make everyone think you're dead." Steve said as you nodded and smiled.

"Thank you..."

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[99hook]

#20. And #25

20. “I’m not leaving you”

25. “Don’t worry. I’ll be right here when you wake up.”

—

To anyone else, it was silly that you, a grown woman, struggled to sleep at night whenever you were alone.

They didn’t understand that you dealt with nightmares about five nights out of the week. The only person who ever understood was your best friend.

This night was no exception. Around three in the morning you woke up, drenched in sweat from another nightmare that felt far too real.

You turned on the lights in your hotel room immediately and looked around, making sure nothing was in there with you.

You felt so uneasy, every little sound coming from that hotel made you jump, and after you got out the shower, the first person you called was Tyler.

You didn’t expect him to answer considering how late it was, but he did so with a groggy voice that told you the call woke him up.

“Hey” you whispered. He could already tell what was going on. This wasn’t an uncommon thing for you to call him randomly in the middle of the night.

“What room?” He asks, and you immediately let out a sigh of relief when you hear that.

“206”

“on my way”

And just as he said, he knocked softly on the door and you opened it up to find him standing there with low, exhausted eyes and rather unruly hair.

“Sorry. I know you were asleep, I just had another nightmare and I don’t feel good about being in here by myself anymore.”

He walked in and made his way over to the bed. You followed behind him and slipped under the covers on the other side.

“What was it about?” He asks, his voice full of sleep.

“Someone standing in that corner over there watching me.” You tell him, and he glances over to the corner you pointed at before he looks back at you.

“They had a ski mask on” You add, and he can’t help but to chuckle at that.

“You also watched scary movies before you went to bed.” He points out, and you roll your eyes.

“I know, but still.”

You got comfortable next to him, leaving a little distance between you two like always.

“Please don’t leave in the middle of the night like you did that one time.”

“That was one time” he gave you a pointed look. “And that was only because my dad wanted to talk to me. I was planning to sneak back in before you woke up but he kept me too long.”

You clutched the blankets to your chest and looked up at the ceiling, and he did the same next to you.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be right here when you wake up.” He whispers out. “Then we can go get something to eat, cause i’m starving.”

“You can go down to the lobby and get something, can’t you?” You asked, but that’s when he looked over at you, furrowing his brows.

“You coming with me?” He asks. “I’m not leaving you.”

“You’ll be right back.” You whisper back. “I’ll be fine.”

“Nah, I know how you are.” He smirks. “You’ll be in here hiding under the bed or something when I get back.”

“No i wouldn’t.” You scoff.

“Yeah, you would. Come on.” He says as he slides out the bed. “We’re gonna go get some food and watch a movie or something. I’m wide awake now, so you gotta stay up with me for a little bit at least.”

You slide out the bed with a sigh and he raises his brows at you.

“I might get bored and wander off somewhere before you wake up if not.” He teased, and you slid on your shoes as you rolled your eyes playfully.

“I’m coming with you, shut up.”

All he did was chuckle to himself as he walked over to the door, opening it for you before the two of you set out to get enough food and snacks to last the movie marathon he plans to have.

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