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plumberrypudding · 1 year
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i can’t sleep, i don’t even know what i’m feeling
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thatboymikey · 1 year
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Can I req some poly Billy Loomis & Stu Matcher x male reader??
Where the reader has started working with Randy at the video store and starts ditching them for him at school and the two start getting jealous of how much time Randy seems to be spending with the reader?
Hello everyone, sorry I haven’t posted in a while. I've been busy recently, but I hope this is good and that you enjoy it I’m sorry if anyone is out of character, I have never written for these two before and I have not watched the movie in a while, so I apologize for that.
TW: none maybe underage drinking idk
Words:1,234
rating:pg-13
You had recently been hired by Randy at the video store much to Billy and Stu’s Dismay. You explained to them that you needed the money but that didn’t stop them from being annoyed with you. After a week of working there, you realized that Randy was a good guy and you often appreciated the small talk you held during shifts. The talks would range from new releases to the schoolwork you two had forgotten about. After a little while you two eventually began to hang out with Randy outside of work most of the time you two would hang out at each other's place and watch new movies that had just been released. When Billy found out about the two of you hanging out he immediately consulted Stu about it debating whether or not they should bring it up. It was a Friday at school and your two boys were beside you talking about their plans for the weekend as you put away your books. “Hey, Y/N Stu and I are planning on renting some films and doing a movie night at his house you down?” Billy asked as you were closing your locker. “Sorry guys I would love to but I have to work all day tomorrow and Randy and I need to watch the new releases for work,” you explain with disappointment in your voice. “Yeah, like you have to watch the movies with him.” Billy commented with an eye roll “I do I’m sorry but you don’t get to be mad at me for needing to do my job.” you argue “You never hang out with us anymore we miss you.” Stu says dramatically as he swings his arm over your shoulders. “Again I’m sorry but I need to work you know I need the money besides I’ll try to get a shift off it I can but no promises.” you compromised with them as you began to walk out of the school with them. “Can we at least walk you to work?” Stu asked as he lightly took hold of your hand “Yeah that's fine” you replied with a smile “Just try to act civil at the store if you stick around I’m not trying to get fired.” you asked “Yeah yeah whatever maybe it would be good if you got fired at least you could hang out with us again” Billy sighed as he walked behind you and stu. “Billy what the hell is your problem” you stopped as you walked to be face to face with Billy. “Randy… Randy’s my problem” he mumbled under his breath. “Randy what does Randy have to do with any of this?” you question “You’re always with him it’s almost like you like him more than us.” he says while looking at his feet afraid to catch your gaze “Billy look at me,” you say sternly as to let him know you’re being serious. Billy catches your gaze as your eyes soften to look at him “Nothing is going on between me and Randy. We just hang out together every so often to chat and we do watch movies for work so we can review them and recommend them to other people.” you explain as you grab his hands in your own. “I don’t like Randy like that and I’m almost 100% sure he is straight so he has no interest in me either if that's what you’re worried about.” you reassure him “Come on I honestly don’t want to work today so I’ll ask if I can get the day off and hang out with you guys.” you say to make them feel better “yes” stu celebrates as he smiles and grabs your hand. You three begin walking to the store to pick out tapes and to let Randy know that you’re not going to work today. When you arrive at the store Randy greets you warmly with a hug and a smile while he nods at Billy and Stu as they walk around looking for tapes. “Hey Randy, something came up and I can’t work today. Do you think you can cover my shift?” you ask with a sympathetic smile “Yeah no problem why can’t you work today?” he asks with a raised brow “It’s personal I’m really sorry” you reply not wanting to share the real reason why you can’t work. “Oh okay I’ll see you next shift though right?” he asks “Yeah of course I’m sorry again.” you apologize “It’s okay I get it see you later.” he says as you begin walking out “See ya” you reply stepping through the doors to wait outside for your boyfriends to check out tapes for tonight. 
*Stu’s house*
You sit on the couch with Billy in between your legs as you're waiting for Stu to come back with popcorn and drinks “Alright popcorn… and some beer for my two favorite boys” Stu says as he sets down the popcorn and drinks on the table in front of you. “Okay what movies did you rent?” you ask as you grab the cold beer in front of you “We got some good ones alright we’ve got nightmare on elm street, the exorcist, and drum roll please… Friday the 13th!” he says as he pulls out the three tapes they rented “wow all classics I approve,” you say with a cocky grin. “What should we start with?” he asks as he displays the movies in his hand “I wanna watch nightmare on elm street” you say with a smile as he sets the other 2 films down and put in nightmare on elm street. “Okay let’s get this party started” Stu laughed as he took a swig of his beer. “Hey guys,” you say wanting to talk to them about earlier. “Yeah,” they replied as they both turned their attention to you. “I’m sorry about not always hanging out with you. I don't want to make any excuses but I just had work and Randy always wanted to hang out and I felt guilty if I said no,” you explained as you looked at both of them. “I want to be clear nothing is going on between Randy and I and you two are my boys nothing is going to change that,” you say as you take both their hands into yours. “Hey Y/N I’m sorry for becoming so jealous about Randy I just… I don’t want to lose you okay” Billy explained as he looked at you and Stu. “hey it’s okay I get it I’ll make time to hang out with you guys more okay.” you say as you cuddle into both of their arms. “Okay,” they say simultaneously with a smile as they place a kiss on your cheeks then eventually kiss you on your lips. “You’re my boys never forget that I love both of you,” you say as you kiss both of them once more “We won’t,” Billy says with a smile while looking at both you and Stu. “I love you guys” Stu chimes in with a gushy tone as he pulls you closer. After tonight you would eventually hang out with Randy less and less and typically would only talk to him during your shifts or at school. You also took more time out of your schedule to be with Billy and Stu. To say this made them both happy would be an understatement. 
-The end 
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shostakobitchh · 7 years
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One shot? Snape comes across Ariel practically falling asleep at 3am on her textbook and finds out she's been consistently staying up super late completing a ridiculously enormous Amt of hw and (for totally unrelated purposes of course) extends his essay deadline
A lil plot bunny maybe for OoTP? Idk this is when it’s set so enjoy the glimpse at Spy Life™ 
Out of all the things Severus infinitely loathed about the Dark Lord, his sense of time was among them. 
Ten o’clock on a Tuesday was already dreadful, but having the peace and quiet of his night – free of children and risible toad-like professors – shattered was enough to make Severus want to rip the tattoo from underneath his skin with his own fingernails. The Dark Lord’s Call could not be ignored, no, but he could resent it the entirety of the walk from the castle and up to Hogsmeade, where he could Apparate. 
Then again, Severus supposed that the dark magic the Dark Lord had used to regenerate whatever he was now took away that sense – the differentiation between one’s awareness of night and day, of when to sleep, to eat. When Severus arrived at Malfoy Manor a short while after the initial Call, he found him pacing the length of the study, the shadows the only decoration Severus could identify in light of the company. 
He’d often speculated that the Dark Lord never slept. After keeping Severus there for nearly five hours, only to dismiss him without so much as a yawn – which Severus himself had desperately been trying to hold back – his suspicions were confirmed. Even the smallest shreds of humanity, the things that set them apart from the shadows on the wall, the Dark Lord had ripped from himself. If he valued love as weakness, it was no surprise that normal human function would fall under that same category. 
Speaking of things that didn’t sleep… his daughter seemed to be among them. 
Severus spotted the soft glow of the fireplace from the door to his quarters as he entered, gently hanging his cloak on the rack as he glided inside. While it was true that most nights he was Called, Ariel usually stayed up to wait for him, tonight, he suspected that her resolve may of snapped due to the lateness of the hour. It was nearly three in the morning. She must have kept the fireplace on as a source of light for him and gone to bed hours ago.
He stopped short at the threshold of their parlor – beside the coffee table, with a pile of books and parchment laid out in front of her, was Ariel. He watched as her eyes slid closed, head resting on her propped elbow, only for her to shake her head and sit up straighter, struggling to keep her head up. She was clearly fighting off exhaustion, just like Severus. 
And that was the difference between his girl and the Dark Lord. Such a simple thing made Severus’ chest tighten – or perhaps it was the exhaustion trying to grip him into submission. 
“What in Merlin’s name are you doing?” he asked, trying to channel the authority he wanted, but his voice came out as nothing more than a deep rasp. He was ready to fucking collapse. He wondered if Ariel would be alarmed if he did.  
Ariel’s head shot up, and she fell back on her hands – she’d been in some state of betweenness, and it seemed that however pathetic, his voice had jolted her out of it completely. Severus rolled his eyes as she caught her balance. He was, however, completely taken off guard when a flash of red came charging towards him. 
She hit him like a freight train, her arms wrapping around him tightly. Severus stood there, unable to fully grasp what she was doing, until Ariel pulled away.
“I thought… I thought something happened to you.” she swallowed, and Severus looked down at her thin face, frowning deeply at the dark circles under her eyes – the disheveled appearance of her hair and robes. 
“I admit the hour is… unusual.” Severus sighed, telling himself he wasn’t putting his hands on her shoulders to keep himself up. “However, I don’t dictate when I’m needed.”
“So you’re okay?” her eyes gleamed his – he could only imagine how he looked right now, but that didn’t matter. He grunted in response, not liking how vague the question was – it didn’t matter how he was feeling, anyway.
“You should have been in bed hours ago.” Severus mustered together what he hoped was an effective disapproving glower. He touched her cheek, and then her forehead – did she have a fever? 
“Do you know how much work I have to get done?” Ariel grimaced, turning back towards the table. Severus followed, putting far too much concentration into not tripping over his own feet. 
“Not enough to keep you up this bloody late.” 
“Try again.” 
Severus wanted to be nettled, but he was exhausted. He settled on a half-hearted lip curl, and promptly fell against the couch. 
“Your peers don’t seem to be cramming nearly as much as you are.” he gave her a skeptical glare. “Have you been procrastinating?”
“No,” Ariel sighed, massaging her scalp. “I’ve had the D.A. too, remember? Hermione and I were up all last night planning for Friday… we’re going to give the Patronus charm a go.” 
“You did this last night as well?” 
“I’ve been doing this for the past week, Dad.” she rubbed at her eyes. “I’ve been running on caffeine.”
“The house elves don’t serve students coffee.” 
Ariel gave him a look. “Do you really think that would’ve stopped me?” 
Severus pursed his lips, the firelight threatening to lull him into unconsciousness, but he couldn’t possibly sleep if Ariel wasn’t. “What do you have left?” 
“Your essay, and then I have to start going over how to explain a Patronus. Harry’s going to actually teach – I’m just lecturing, I guess.”
He looked between Ariel and the piles of books. From the looks of it, she hadn’t even finished the Transfiguration essay yet – Severus knew, because Bellatrix’s brat had the habit of incessant complaining about schoolwork he didn’t have the motivation to complete. There was no doubt that Ariel wasn’t slacking, but Severus absolutely wouldn’t let her run herself into the ground either. 
And anything that had the potency to throw a wrench into Umbridge’s reign of terror… well, Severus was more than happy to accommodate that. 
“I’ll give you till Monday for my essay.” Severus reached forward and closed the textbook she’d begun skimming through again. “Take tomorrow, after you’ve rested, to finish whatever you need to do for the D.A.” 
Ariel’s head shot up. “Really?”
“I know you’ll hand in something legible either way.” he let his head fall against the back of the couch, and closed his eyes. 
Severus mentally counted the seconds as they dragged by. He was waiting for Ariel to get up and go to her bedroom, but instead, he felt a familiar weight fall beside him, something soft settling against his shoulder. 
“Thank you.” she said softly. 
“Go to bed.” 
“You go to bed – you look like death warmed over.” 
“Death warmed over can’t walk.” 
The last thing Severus heard was her laugh before the light behind his lids disappeared. 
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