#god and when the people who knew me in highschool find out... talking about 'oh but you were always so smart!!'

[kafkasmuses]

beg me — modern ! coriolanus snow + reader : you ask coriolanus to leave your boyfriend alone, and he will, at a cost.

tags : 18+! MDNI! cheating, reader has a bf, blowjobs, begging, face slapping, facefucking, explicit consent, spit kink

a/n : this is something i was been silently working on before my break.. so im finally posting it

coriolanus snow always thought he was above everyone, he was an asshole, especially in college. frats didn’t accept him because he had an eyebrow piercing and refused to take it out, he also liked to give himself stick and pokes, and he wore ‘disturbing’ t - shirts. what about cannibal corpse is disturbing?

and coriolanus could never go through his problems by himself, god no. are you stupid? that idea is revolting to him.

so he takes it out on the people around him, more specifically, the guy in his computer science class. if you thought you knew what a nerd was, you clearly had never met this guy. it was almost pathetic. so who wouldn’t bully him? and coriolanus knows, oh it’s not highschool anymore grow up! no, he thought it was funny to pick and pull at the man who wears ‘science rocks!’ shirts.

what he never expected, though, was that the man had a girlfriend— and that the same girlfriend would wound up at his doorstep one day, furiously knocking at his dorm door.

“one second!” he grumbles, rolling himself out of bed, naps in between classes were always his weakest moments. his clothes were disheveled when he stood, did he sleep in his jeans from earlier— maybe.

you start knocking again, and he audibly groans, running his hand over his face as he approaches his door. he finally opens it midway through your knock, only to find you, a girl dressed in pink and frills, a sorority girl. what a fucking joke.

clearly you thought the same because you stared at him like you didn’t even want to be there— so why were you?

“hello?” he mumbles out, voice raspy from his sudden awakening.

you stare at him for a minute, eyes trailing down to the dog - tag that hangs around his neck, his korn shirt— what the fuck is a korn, and his messy, loose jeans. your eyes snap back up to his face when he clears his throat, “i need to talk to you.”

he squints his eyes at you, “okayyy.. why?”

“because you won’t leave my boyfriend alone,” your arms cross, and coriolanus’ eyebrows furrow.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about, really,” he defends.

you counter it, “you don’t?”

“i just said i didn’t,” at least his attitude matches the look on his face, bitter and confused.

“you won’t stop bothering him, like seriously— he tells me about it all the time, do you have to be such an asshole?”

he pauses, “i think you’ve got the wrong dorm, doll.”

“doll?” you scoff, “i’m josh’s girlfriend, you dick.”

his eyes widen as his lips part into a surprised smile, laughing shortly, “this is a joke, right?”

“no, it’s not— leave my boyfriend alone,” you look so entirely serious.

he’s not buying it, “..okay— i’ll leave your ‘boyfriend’ alone.”

he moves to close the door in your face, but just before it inches to it’s close, your hand pauses it, flat against the wood as you push it back open. you look angrier now, he can’t really tell when you also look so sweet, “do you not believe me?”

“do you want me to be honest?”

“i would like for you to be,” you tilt your head to side ever so slightly.

he tips his chin up, a sign of his entitlement, “i don’t think that guy could pull anyone, let alone you.”

“well, isn’t that sweet,” you suck your teeth, “i’m serious, snow, leave him alone.”

“what if i don’t want to?” his eyebrow cocks, piercing shining in the hallway light.

“you’re gonna want to,” is that a threat?

“how come your boyfriend isn’t saying this himself? does he not have a mouth?”

“we both know you wouldn’t listen to him,” you frown, and he nods his head slightly.

“so, you really want me to leave him alone?” a small smile is curving his lips, again, that godforsaken cheshire cat smile.

“i do, i’m sick of hearing about you,” you snap back.

“is that so?” his voice suddenly becomes softer, “i think you should beg.”

“what?”

“beg me to leave your boyfriend alone.”

you hesitate for a second, “are you fucking stupid?”

“right,” he scoffs, moving to push the door to a near close, “i’ll keep bothering your boyfriend, then.”

you immediately push it to an open again, “no, no— fine, god.”

you push your way into his dorm, rolling your eyes and allowing your lips to part once more, “so embarrassing— i can’t be seen with you.”

“i’m embarrassing? how?” he cocks his head to the side, pushing his door to a close.

“look at yourself,” your arms cross, and he only smiles.

“aren’t you supposed to be begging?”

“god— you’re such a fucking weirdo,” you sigh, “please, leave my boyfriend alone.”

he hums, “that’s not begging.”

“come on— just, give him a break,” you frown up at him, those doe eyes, god, maybe he should tease your boyfriend more so you can come over more often.

“you’re not begging me, why should i leave him alone if you aren’t doing what i ask?” he pushes at his rings, twirling them around on his finger.

you pout ever so slightly, finally caving so he can shut up, “please, coriolanus, please, just leave him alone.”

“get on your knees,” he smiles so sweet it makes you sick.

god, what if josh heard about this.. “are you psychotic?”

“not sure,” he shrugs simply, “i need you to properly beg for me to actually consider it.”

you look away from him as you sigh, finally moving to your knees in front of him. he takes a step closer, smile widening at how easily you do what he asks, despite your slight pushback, you still did it. his lips part to speak again, “look at me.”

you do exactly that, making him chuckle, “leave my boyfriend alone, snow.”

“i’m not hearing please,” his fingers graze your chin.

“please, leave my boyfriend alone— please,” the cool of the hard floor is already forming bruises on your pliant skin.

he notices the way you shift uncomfortably, but also, something about being in this position has your thighs rubbing together. to be on your knees in front of someone, especially someone you heard many rumors about, rumors akin to him having a big dick, being a good fuck. you had always wanted to know, really, if they were true— you just never said anything. but josh, your boyfriend, sweet josh, you can’t do that to him.

can you?

his thumb rubs against your bottom lip, making you shiver, and suddenly the thought of josh becomes a distant memory.

“you know— if i do leave josh alone, ‘m gonna be bored,” he mumbles, voice dripping of salted dark chocolate, “who will i have left to bother?”

“find someone,” your lips purse around his thumb, “anyone.”

“anyone?” he chuckles lightly.

“anyone, whoever you want,” you sound desperate.

his pants feel tight, “whoever i want?”

you nod quickly, making him speak again, “what if i said i wanted you?”

you swallow, he feels it, as much as he feels your cheeks heat up— in his green eyes, you’re reminded of josh’s once more, “but josh..”

“what about him?” he sounds so fucking innocent, “you should forget about him.”

“i don’t know, snow—“ but you do know, you know that you would want nothing less than to suck his dick.

“tell me the truth, doll, because you keep looking at my dick,” he smirks knowingly.

god, he was insufferable, “i— i want to, i want to forget about him, i want..”

“want what?”

“you.”

“oh, sweet girl,” he dips his thumb into your mouth, admiring the way your lips immediately close around it.

eventually he pulls his hand away, helping move to tug his pants down, moving to do the same to his boxers but you quickly shift to help him, moving the boxers down his legs and admiring his cock— did he have a fucking prince albert piercing? the length of it made your breath hitch, as well as the girth, you could already feel the ache of your jaw.

he doesn’t even have to ask you to open your mouth, you’re already doing it, hand placed at his base to hold his dick in place as you place sloppy open mouthed kisses on his dick. his eyebrows furrow at the pleasure that courses through his veins at such a simple, teasing, action, “fuck, didn’t even have to ask you—“

he’s cut off by a grunt when your tongue suddenly trails on the underside of his cock to his tip, jaw falling slack so you can take him in with surprising ease. his hand moves to place itself on your hair, threading through it and tugging your head to bob on his cock, the sounds of saliva bubbling in the back of your throat as his tip hits it becoming his favorite. to hear you gag and sputter on his cock until he pulls away and admires your already messed up makeup, wow, josh should’ve sent his girlfriend sooner.

“so fucking pretty, hm?” he taps your cheek ever so slightly, then smack! he slaps you across the face, surprised by the way you smile at it, “you should leave josh— for me, i could treat you better.”

you shake your head, which only makes him chuckle, moving your mouth back on his cock. you take him so well, it’s addictive the way your moans vibrate against his tip, the sensitivity of your throat, the way your tongue lies flat on the underside of his cock, tracing the vein there. and god, you loved the way you could feel his piercing on your tongue.

to fall for an emo man like coriolanus, it was humiliating, but to be here on your knees, coriolanus’ hips thrusting harshly into your mouth, words can’t even express the amounts of embarrassment you felt. he pauses for a second after you’re coughing on his dick, only to lean down and spit on your face. you groan around his cock, pulling off, “you’re fucking crazy—“

you move to wipe it off, he frowns, “don’t wipe it off, doll.”

“‘m not gonna have your disgusting spit on me,” you snap back.

he fake pouts, “that’s not nice, doll.”

you roll your eyes, moving back on to his cock, looking away from him. he grunts, speaking again, “look at me.”

and you do, you look so perfect it has his dick pulsing in your mouth already. he slaps your face once more before his thrusts get sloppier, eventually pushing your head down to his base, cock twitching inside of your mouth as white spurts coat the back of your throat. he groans into the air, only pulling out when you slap his thigh.

you cough, trying to catch your breath as he moves to tug his boxers and jeans back over his softening cock.

“are you going to leave him alone now?” you move to a stand, glaring at him, as if you weren’t just sucking his dick.

he shrugs, “maybe.”

of course he won’t.

#coriolanus snow #tbosas #coriolanus fanfiction #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus imagine #coriolanus smut #coriolanus x you #coriolanus x y/n #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #smut #tom blyth

[bouncybongfairy]

Bodega Dreams Part 2

Miles Morales x Fem Reader

Summary: After finding out that not only is Miles is The Prowler but that you are also pregnant. You now must navigate how to repair the trust lost in your relationship.

Word Count: 3k+

(This story has a character who is getting an abortion. If that offends you: Block me.)

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When you woke up the next morning, Miles still wasn't home. You didn't bother going out of the room to see if he was there because you didn't want to face his mom. You didn't really want to see Miles, either. Thinking about sorting all the emotions of the situation made you want to pass out. You wish you could say differently, but you didn't contemplate whether to tell Miles about the pregnancy. Deep down, you knew he had a right to know, even though it's your choice to do what's best for your body. If you didn't tell him, you had to live with the fact that you'd be keeping something so big from him. He didn't tell you about being The Prowler for the same reason. Having a child with someone is such a spiritual and intense experience and did you really want that with someone who kept such monumental secrets from you? This whole ordeal really cemented the insecurity she had about being so emotionally dependent on Miles. Even if you decide to leave, where would you go? Were you supposed to live with your dad in his prison cell or maybe at your mother's grave? You haven't even graduated highschool yet. 

You get out of bed and walk over to the bathroom and look in the mirror. Your face was swollen and your hair was going every which way. You decide to hop in the shower, doing nothing more than sitting in the hot water. It did make you feel a bit better, until you heard Miles gently knocking on the door. 

"Y|N?" he asked as you cut the water off. 

"I'm here," you said flatly.

"We need to talk," he said, you actually almost chuckled.

"What is there to talk about? You want me to accept that you're The Prowler which you've been hiding from me for God knows how long. You seem to be okay with literally murdering innocent people for whatever excuse or mission you're clearly willing to stick to no matter what. So what is there really to talk about Miles?" You spit the words out like venom. 

"I told you I was wrong for that. I figured the less you knew the less danger you'd be in. I didn't want you to be constantly worried about such complicated things," He said. 

"That's bullshit," you said, wrapping a towel around yourself and walking into the bedroom. 

"How am I protecting you from such a violent and vicious world bullshit?" he asked. 

"What did you think was going to happen when I found out? Did you really think you were going to go years without telling me? We are in a relationship that I thought was an open book, I didn't realize you were ripping out pages as I was reading. Don't fucking sit there and try to act like you were protecting me from knowledge because we both know knowledge isn't something that anyone needs to be protected from. You were protecting your own image you wanted me to have of you. It's really off putting that you're trying to make it seem like you had to lie to me to protect me. Like that's actually weird as fuck," you said throwing on a tee shirt and biker shorts. 

"Okay. I hear you and I understand that this hurt you," he said, getting less defensive.

"It's not that it hurt my feelings. Well I mean yeah it did but my trust in you is just gone. I just need time to clear my head, I love you but this is just such a fucked up situation," you said throwing on a pair of shoes and grabbing your purse. 

"Does your mom know?" you asked?

"Where are you-"

"Does. Your. Mom. Know?" You asked again which was followed by a heavy silence. 

"Oh that's rich, you protecting her too?" you asked rhetorically.

"What time are you gonna be home?" he asked, following you from the bedroom to the living room. 

"I just need to run down and get a couple things from the store. I love you," you said, giving him a kiss on the cheek before heading out the door. 

You have never been so relieved to smell the rotting garbage on the curb in your life. You didn't want to be in the house right now. You reach into your bag to pull out your pen but when you remembered your situation. You threw it back into your bag in frustration and walked to your favorite deli and ordered a cold sub and a diet coke. You haven't eaten anything after vomiting your brains out last night. Your body was past empty at this point. After you left you hopped on the subway and made your way down to the cemetery, buying a bouquet of flowers from a street vendor. 

You felt stupid for getting ready so fast because it was 60 degrees and you were in some damn biker shorts. You wanted to go see your moms grave, it just made you feel calm and at peace. You missed her in times like this, she died when you were about 12. You were grateful for the childhood memories but in your teenage years you needed her. Sometimes you think your dad wouldn't have spiraled if she didn't pass, as awful as the sounds. It's nobody's fault but that almost makes it worse, accepting that it was just her fate was harder than blaming someone. 

Once she got to the cemetery she pulled some weeds away from her grave stone. She used her napkins from the deli to wipe away some of the debris from the stone. After that, you laid your jacket on the ground and started to eat your food. You are a spiritual person, so you didn't feel like you needed to relay the last 24 hours to her verbally. You feel as though she watches over you and knows what's going on as it happens. You set your sandwich down and let out a big sigh. 

"This is just a fucked up mess huh?" you asked rhetorically washing your food down with your soft drink.

You spent the time at the cemetery self reflecting on what you were going to do. It was your decision to be with Miles even if he is The Prowler. You understood that this could put you in danger, enemies who wanted to hurt you just to get to Miles. That was a choice you could make but a baby can't help the life they are brought into. Would it really be moral for you to put your child in a situation where they could be killed or used as ransom or whatever? Even if you didn't consider his alter ego, you were both barely 18. You wanted to go to college, have a career, travel and experience everything life has to offer with Miles. Not to mention the clone, your brain really couldn't even process that; it literally gave you a migraine. You wiped a few tears from your face and stood up. You pack your things up and make your way out of the graveyard and stop at the store before heading back to the apartment. 

When you walked in, Miles was sitting on the couch. He jumped up once he heard the door open, practically running to you. 

"How are you?" he asked you, running his hands down your arms. 

"We need to talk," you sighed walking back into the bedroom.

"Yeah, of course," he said following you. 

"First, I want to say that I understand why you didn't tell me. I think it was stupid but I do get why you thought it would protect me. I'm extremely hurt that.. you wouldn't tell me such an important part of your life. I'm not saying that I completely forgive you and want to move on but, there is something that- I'm pregnant. I feel kinda like everything that happened last night really opened my eyes to how many things you have to consider when having a baby. I don't think we should have this baby especially with everything we have going on," you said with tears pooling in your eyes. Miles covered his hands with his face and ran them down his cheeks slowly.

"Holy shit," he said standing up, starting to pace. 

"I'm sorry if this sounds harsh but you will respect my decision." you said, he shook his head in agreement. 

"I'm so sorry that I put you through last night especially knowing, you know. I respect your decision of course but you also have to respect my feelings about it," he said, getting on his knees in front of you. You were sitting on the bed, he rested his elbows on your knees and looked up at you as he spoke. 

"Well what are your feelings about it?" you asked.

"I love you so obviously the thought of raising a child with you intrigues me. I want to be able to have a future and a family with you but like you said it's your decision," he said

"Even if I decided to keep it, would that really work? You're.. The Prowler. I can make the decision to stay with you even though I know I'm at risk. I can't bring an innocent child into that," you said, taking his face into your hands.

"I know," he said rubbing his hands, "Tomorrow, I want to take you down to the warehouse. To show you everything i've been up to. I don't want to hide anything from you anymore," he said standing up and sitting next to you on the bed. 

"Is it safe?" you asked. 

"It's safe when the lion is the one who is inviting you into the den right?" he asked.

"Not unless the lion wants a little snack," you joked back.

"I might be feeling hungry by then," he said making you laugh, this was the first time you smiled at each other since the entire ordeal. 

~

You meant what you said about how you couldn't forgive and forget everything he kept from you. It did make you feel better that he was wanting to open up more and show you what he's been up to. This is the first step to healing the relationship in your opinion. You're just trying to take things day by day, stressing out constantly would just make everything worse. Once you woke up in the morning you started getting ready to go with Miles to work. Then after you were going to planned parenthood to set up an appointment. You expressed to Miles how you were a bit nervous because of everything you've seen about the protestors who harass people who come in and out. He reassured you that he wouldn't allow anyone to do so.  You both were in the car pulling up to the warehouse, Uncle Aaron allowed Miles to take his truck for the day to run errands.

The building was dull from the outside, it didn't look abandoned but not necessarily occupied either. There were no cars in sight and trash littered the ground, stray dogs fighting over who knows what. There was a line of tents that ran along one of the fence lines. Once you got into the building you were a bit confused because it appeared to be completely empty. He led you to the corner of the large room and let go of your hand. He pushed a broken refrigerator about five feet from its original placement, revealing a set of stairs. Once you were downstairs your eyes widened; it was like you stepped into a whole new world. 

Tables that were packed to the brim with technology and weapons that looked like they came from the pits of world war three. Not only just machinery but what appeared to be a lab, different test tubes filled with different colored liquids among other things. Open duffle bags of money, more money you'd ever seen in real life. You were pretty taken back with everything you were seeing. 

"What is it that you do exactly?" you asked, running your fingers along one of the tables. 

"We're essentially body guards for our boss Kingpin. If he has a problem with someone then that person has a problem with The Prowler," he said, grabbing your hand. 

"So you promise me you're not just killing for fun?" you asked, turning to face him. 

"I would never purposefully end someone's life for shits and giggles. Ever." he said. 

"Are you happy doing all this?" you asked.

"I am, I feel like I really do help keep people safe. The people that Kingpin sicks us on can be some of the most vile people you could imagine. Not only that, I try to give back to the community. You know Mrs. Rodchester who lives on 112th? Ever since her husband died, her entire social security goes towards her rent. The other day Uncle Arron and I were able to stock her entire fridge and buy her things like toilet paper etc. There's a man in our building whose wife died, leaving him with 4 kids under 15. We took them back to school shopping and were able to pay for a gravestone. I know we can cause harm but I don't know I really try to be as good as I can," he said.

"Thank you for taking me here and showing me more about what you do. I feel alot better about this entire thing," you said, pulling him into a hug. 

"Me too," he said. 

You were both on your way to the clinic, you were a bit sad but deep down you knew this was the best decision for your situation. Miles had taken some money from one of the bags and stopped at Mcdonalds. When you pulled into the parking lot you were taken back by how outlandish the protesters were. Holding signs with fetuses and bible verses under them. Yelling and trying to talk to every car that exited, trying to show fliers through the car windows. Thou shall not judge though right? You felt bad from women who didn't have a choice being told their evil for something they can't help. Like women with ectopic pregnancies or rape victims who may not necessarily want an abortion but need to for their health. 

After walking into the lobby you only waited about an hour before getting your appointment set up. It was a week from now and you were feeling relieved that it was being taken care of. You read online that a lot of girls have guilt even if they wanted to go through with it. You however didn't feel this way, you were confident that you were making the right choice for yourself, Miles and your pregnancy. He was being so supportive, he held your hand the entire time and kept telling you: I support you no matter what. As you guys were walking out of the clinic, you were shocked at the hell that broke loose while you were inside. Police cars were everywhere, and three protesters were in handcuffs, you laughed when you saw them. That smile quickly faded once you saw a young woman covered in blood. Apparently one of the protesters threw a bucket of pig's blood on a woman walking back to her car. 

"I wasn't even getting an fucking abortion I came here to pick up my damn birth control!" she practically screamed as an officer comforted her, wiping some of the blood off her face. Once you got back to the car, tears started to flow down your face.

"What's wrong?" Miles asked. 

"Maybe it's just hormones but I feel so bad for that girl. What if that was me I just- people can be so cruel," you said showing a handful of slightly cold fries into your mouth. 

"Yeah pro-life until it's the life of the woman of the fetus," he said, putting the car into drive and making your way home. You were exhausted once you got home, you let your body flop onto the couch. Rio was making spaghetti which you were excited for. She put vegetables in it like mushrooms and zucchini which you really liked. 

"Where have you guys been, I feel like I haven't seen you either in a couple days," she said, wiping her hands on your jeans, pulling Miles into a hug. You could barely keep your eyes open so you excuse yourself and go lay down. Miles followed you explaining that he had to go meet up with Uncle Aaron to handle some business. You don't really remember what you said because as soon as your head hit the pillow you were out. 

~

"Come on Mami, come eat," Rio said as she sat on the bed rubbing your arm up and down to wake you up. You slowly got up, feeling like a bear coming out of hibernation. You walked out and there was already a plate ready for you.

"Thank you so much, it smells so good," you said sitting down. 

"Of course," she paused before continuing, "so, I found this in the bathroom," she said holding up your pregnancy test, you could physically feel the blood draining from your face. 

"I'm sorry we didn't tell you I was-" you started before Rio interrupted you. 

"Don't apologize, you are loved and supported here and I want you to know that I support you. No matter what you decide. Does Miles know?" she asked, sitting down next to you, putting her hand on your knee. 

"Yes he knows, he came with me to planned parenthood. I'm not going to keep the baby, I just don't think our relationship or either of our mental states could handle a baby. I'm not ready," you said, starting to cry for the thousandth time today. 

"You know only Jef and I know this but before Miles I had an abortion. He just got accepted into the police academy and I wasn't even halfway done with nursing school. Not only that, I had such bad morning sickness that I lost 15 pounds. I couldn't eat, sleep or focus; I couldn't get anything done, nothing. My point in telling you this, I want you to know that life can move forwards even as big of an obstacle as this is okay?" she asked and you pulled her into a hug. She laughed and wrapped her arms around you tightly. 

"Thank you for everything," you said. 

"My bonus daughter," she said, pulling away and holding your face in her hands. She then turned on the T.V as you both started to eat. 

"I am currently reporting live from a planned parenthood in Harlem, New York. Three protesters died after an assault of a woman who was doused in blood after picking up a prescription. Police have indicated that The Prowler is tied to this case due to the debris left on the scene and the nature of the attack. Heather Morretti reporting with Channel 101 News." The women spoke loudly through the speaker. 

"Serves them right," Rio said, getting up to grab a drink. You sat there dumbfounded and confused. You immediately get up and run to the bathroom, throwing up everything you ate today.

Authors Note:

Thank you for reading, I was feeling a bit insecure about my writing before posting the first part to this story. I'm so happy to see that people enjoy my work and it makes me feel proud to cover a topic that many women feel they can't talk about without getting attacked. Abortion is health care and as @kickbacknxtdoor said when someone has so many things on their plate, a baby truly can be out of the question and that isn't something to be ashamed of. Again, abortion is health care that every person should have entailment to. If that triggers you, tough tatas.

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@isabelcor3

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Masterlist

An: requested by @star583 sorry if this took long😭 | Wc: 6.1k (damn)

Tags: Xiao ignoring reader, angst with comfort at the end?, this is HIGHSCHOOL AU, reader is described to have social anxiety, negative thoughts

Xiao doesn't believe in love, He usually spend his whole school year alone. But not until you transfer and became his group partner.

"Excuse me have you seen anyone named 'Xiao'?" Walking up to the nearest person feeling the nervousness took all over you, you didn't know anyone at this school (yet) "oh Xiao? You mean that grumpy student who spends his whole school year alone? He's in the library i think" 'what a weird title that "Xiao" hold...' You thanked the person before heading to the library, trying to find your new group partner.

You saw someone reading near the window, he have team hair and those pretty yellow eyes, like hell he's the definition of beauty. You walk up to hin and gently tap his shoulder, which he look at you with a little glare that screams 'who do you think you are to disturb me' that small glare cause your legs to start shaking in nervousness and fear thinking you did something wrong. "Have you...seenanyoneherenamexiao?" You didn't notice you spoke that fast without pausing. Causing people to stare at you; oh you just wish the ground to swallow you. But you were surprised when he said "its me, im Xiao and who are you?"

You introduced yourself and he immediately recognize your name; his group partner. "Well im here to discuss about the project that is tasked... I was wondering where and when can we work on it?" you whispered to avoid people staring at you with 'are you weird?' "lets talk it outside. Were still inside the library anyway." You nodded and immediately walk out of the library, slamming the door behind you as if Xiao wasn't trailing behind you. 'WHAT WAS THAT FOR [NAME]?!' due to the noise you made it made more people stare at you very weirdly.

"Hey, are you okay?" You felt someone poke your shoulder, causing you to shriek "sorry if i dash out like that... Anyways about the project.."

"We can start on planning at break time, meet me at room B-7" you both agreed to meet at room B-7, you watch him walk away with a few books on his hand, "god..he probably thinks im weird..."

That's how your friendship started, over a group project, hanging out with Xiao doesn't feel weird at all, unlike most of the people say 'he's always grumpy and boring' but once you know him very well he's actually a caring person.

"Earth to [Name] are you there?" You snapped at your thoughts and realized you two still have to study for the upcoming Exam, and soon you will graduate and move to other place.

You begged your mother not to but she insist that its very urgent to move to other place due to unexpected events.

Of course being Xiao's friend for almost two years, you didn't wanna leave without saying a proper goodbye to him but the problem is, how will he react? Will he be mad? Sad? Happy? You didn't know. "Sorry i was thinking of something else..." Xiao sigh and flick your forehead lightly "focus, we have exam next week.." you didn't fail to notice a small hint of his lips frowning as if he knew something's gonna happen.

You've been trying to contact Xiao for 2 days straight. But yet he seem to not pick up every calls, "what am i gonna do... Mother said we will go tomorrow.." you murmured to yourself, before you knew it many negative thoughts fill your head

'he lost interest in you' 'your presence is annoying him' and other more. But one thing that clicked you: 'he doesn't like you back. Never'

As much as you want to confess, you don't wanna ruin the friendship you two have.

Xiao on the other hand, can feel guilt building up to him, he knows he have to get rid of thesw feelings, since you two will graduate soon and will part away he needs to brush it off as soon as possible. Before he finds himself begging you to not leave him, 'this is stupid.' he sighs and look at his phone, seeing many notifications of you calling him. 'they will forget me anyways, whats the point of confessing-' Xiao's thought were interrupted by a knock. "Xiao are you there? You haven't came out in your room for a while..." Worried voice of his father, Zhongli.

Xiao opened the door and Zhongli immediately knew what type of advice Xiao needed "its about them right?" Xiao flinched when Zhongli mentioned you. "No its not about them-" "no need to deny Xiao. I went through that when i was on age of yours, now why don't you go ahead and confess before it's too late?"

Xiao paused for a moment "they will forget about me anyway, they will leave me soon after graduation." Zhongli reach his hand out to pat Xiao and gave him a gentle smile "its not too late Xiao, and im sure they won't forget you" Xiao knew you wouldn't forgive him for ignoring you while you try your very best to reach out for him, That is obviously written on Xiao's expression.

Zhongli knew his son well "apologizing won't hurt Xiao, you have to tell them everything before its too late." Xiao thank his father for thr advices that he gave, now all he gotta do is confess. Even if you would forget him once you move out of town.

Fiddling at your fingers you and your mother wait patiently at the train station, 'this is it.. god I didn't even said goodbye properly-' your mother called you out saying that the train is near. As you stand up you heard a familiar voice called your name

You look over the direction to see Xiao panting as if he run all the way to the station

"Xiao? How and where did you-" before you could even finish your words you were engulfed by a hug, "i accidentally read your diary... Why didn't you- no im sorry for ignoring you [Name] i really am." You felt like crying at the spot and you knew you had to say it before leaving "Xiao.. you may not return my feelings but i like you... Im saying this before i leave-" You were cutted off with Xiao chuckling and flick your forehead which cause you to frown, is this the Xiao you knew? "I do too, but no matter what ill wait for you even if you take centuries, even of you forget me" you couldn't believe it. Just as you were about to say something your mother called you again, saying that the train is here.

You look at Xiao before giving him something at your pocket, a small box. "A gift for you before i leave.. and lastly-" you gave him a small peck on cheeks before running to your mother, looking at Xiao for the last time, you wave goodbye to him causing him to smile and wave back

"I will return soon...in your arms"

An: all thanks to abba and my friend Ài helping me out on this fic😭

#🐚 —﹐☆ published:: genshin impact #xiao genshin x reader #xiao x reader #xiao genshin impact #genshin x reader #xiao scenarios #genshin angst #genshin fluff #genshin impact #genshin impact x reader #Zhongli #genshin xiao #xiao angst #genshin impact xiao #xiao #xiao x you

[seungily]

Helloo. Can i request a Classmate yandere enhypen reaction when you ask them out for a date?

classmate yandere! enhypen when you ask them out on a date

authors note: reqs are always opened <3 im so creative for all these scenarios i hope you like it LMAOGSHSS

heeseung

- man would be just staring at you like he always does when he suddenly sees you glacing at him

- he turns back to his notebook while you approach him

- “uhm heeseung can I talk to you?” you ask nervously

- man drops everything just to admire you close up and gives you a small nod

- “i’ve been thinking about you ever since the day you saved me from those strangers- and i was wondering if you’d like to go out- with me?” you said fidgetting with your fingers

- heeseung was estatic to say the least

- he’d just grab your hands and gently mumble a yes while you hug him your eyes crinkling while smiling

- only if you knew he hired those strangers just to be a hero infront of you and so you’d be his only :]

- nevertheless he was extremely happy and if you’d ask him, he’d do what he did again just to see you in his arms

jay

- he’d probably be the cold guy who is always “mysterious” and people would stay away from

- but you? oh you just loved his aura and that led to you having a crush on him since the day you transferred to this school

- your friends never really encouraged you to confess or go near him as they found him ‘odd’

- that was until you finally gained the courage yourself to finally admit what you truly felt

- oh boy and if this wasn’t your worst mistake :)

- “jay? i know we haven’t ever talked before.. and you probably don’t even know who I am! but.. I just wanted to say I think youre really pretty- no! hot- and uh would you mind going on a date with me?”

- god you were probably a blushing mess by then but jay just smiled and grabbed you waist

- “sure :]” he said very coolly

- while you were going insane jay knew he had to get rid of your friends soon just to be closer to his princess (you) and get rid of distractions who try to steal you away :)

jake

- jake was one of the popular boys at your highschool

- he’d get confessions ever. single. day and rejected everyone

- everyone said that he was waiting for a ‘special one’ but most shrugged it off as rumors

- one of them being you.. “i heard he’s a yandere” you snorted “stop being ridiculous, why would he even go to school then? to find his one and only love who he’s obsessed with?”

- oh you were so right :]

- you made your way to him after your friends encouraged you to and handed him a rose

- which he curiously accepted making everyone in the hallway gasp including you but you soon began saying

- “mind going on a date with me?”

- he smirked and said “i dont see why not”

- you were overjoyed and he knew it, after all he was stalking you only for your attention and he finally got what he wanted

sunghoon

- sunghoon was one of your many bestfriends

- while you were a social butterfly, sunghoon was quiet and reserved unless it was you

- he even refused to hang out with your friends unless it was only you

- it was your birthday and ofc you invited all your friends meaning half of the school :]

- to your surprise nobody showed up except for him

- “oh why am i the only one here?”

- at this point you were holding yourself from breaking down but you managed to say “hey.. they ditched me but how about we consider this a date?”

- “a- what?” sunghoon seemed shocked but you just went up to him and confessed how much you appreciated him

- he just grabbed your face and kissed you while you let him without knowing he’s the one who threatened your friends to not come to the party so he could have you all to himself :]

sunoo

- sunoo was the one who approached you and became your friend

- he was a social butterfly while you were a friendless ugly girl in your highschool

- atleast that’s how you felt

- “don’t worry even if youre ugly youre still mine!” sunoo beamed at you, his comment made you feel better and worse at the same time

- you began liking him after a while because of his persona and the way he made you feel so special when all you thought you were was worthless

- “sunoo wanna go to the sunflower field after school?” you ask

- “is this your indirect way of asking me on a date?” he giggled

- your cheeks went red but you confidently spoke “how about a yes?”

- sunoo grabbed your hand and chuckled happily

- i mean why wouldn’t he? his gaslighting worked, on your classmates and on you aswell but who cares if you think youre ugly when youre the most gorgeous person anyone has ever laid their eyes on

- you were his now and he was going to take you away from all these people who were able to see you when you belong with him :]

jungwon

- he was technically your brother’s bestfriend and you often stole glances at him

- god in your eyes, he’s the most gorgeous thing you’ve ever laid your eyes on

- probably because you’re homeschooled and haven’t seen any other male species other than your dad, brother and him ofc

- so once your brother threw a party (which you strictly weren’t allowed to go into) you decided to go in and do the dumbest thing a human could possibly think of (sorry yn :] )

- “yn what are you doing here?” jungwon practically screamed and seemed more scared than you were

- “jungwon I need to talk to you!” you practically cried out then cringed at your tone

- jungwon’s heart flipped but he took you to your room before you began talking

- “jungwon look I know this is weird but.. i like you will you. go on a date with me?.. eventhough you probably view me as a little sister-“

- before you could finish he pecked your lips and said “of course but not now love” he said before running back downstairs where your brother was calling him

- you practically fainted after what he did without knowing how your “family” or should I say fake family was getting paid by jungwon for all these fake scenarios

niki

- you were quite popular yourself while niki was a quiet kid

- being popular meant dealing with egoistic assholes who cant accept getting rejected by someone not in their league :]

- so when jaehyun (a jock) confessed to youand you softly rejected him

- he grabbed your arm and began threatening you when suddenly someone’s tall figure came infront of you

- “leave.” he spoke with a deep voice and jaehyun went flying, he the. turned to you

- “yn are you okay?” you realised it was niki and you realised how ethereal he was upclose

- “y-yeah thank you so much-“ you mumbled still recovering from what happened

- “no problem” he gave you a small smile when you grabbed his hand “w-wait do you mind hanging out later?”

- he raised an eyebrow while you flushed red “n-no like as a t-thank you from me-“

- he smiled much wider this time and nodded

- god he was waiting for this moment his whole life

- maybe he would even finally remove the camera from your necklace now as it’s time for his plan :]

#enhypen ff #enhypen #enhypen angst #enhypen fluff #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen x reader #enhypen heeseung #enhypen jake #enhypen jay #enhypenff #enhypen sunoo #enhypen niki #enhypen jungwon #enhypen drabbles #yandere enha #enha fluff #enha x reader #enha reactions #enha heeseung #jake enha #enha niki #enha smau #enha sunoo #enha angst #enha sunghoon #enha jay #enha social media au

[ffauthor]

Oooooh you write for Michael Afton? Omg, that's so awesome! Here's my request:

Michael with a female reader who he used to be academic rivals with back in highschool. The two haven't seen each other in years and Michael was wondering where she is now and what she's doing.

He wanders into a small bakery where he looks around for a snack. He looks into the kitchen and sees the reader, now all grown up into a beautiful woman, making cookies and is awestruck by her beauty. He asks if he can talk to her and she complies. The two then sit together and catch up.

Oh my God, I love this idea!! Thank you!

Sorry if I'm late, I just now saw it! :,)

Here u go! (Sorry if this wasn’t due to your expectations)

Oh god i just realised i changed 'making cookies' into waitressing, so sorry about that!

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Michael was having a bad day, like, bad bad. First, he got scolded by his dad for staying inside the whole day, and then he got a message saying his girlfriend wanted to break up, over text. right there, right at that shitty fucking moment.

He asked to talk to her, talk it through in person but it didn’t deliver, she had already blocked him and was unreachable. It wasn’t like he was devastated that they broke up, nor was he relieved, he was rather.. annoyed. 

People making him in a bad mood when he already wasn’t feeling himself makes him even more annoyed, let alone his rumbling stomach. With all the drama and exhaustion he had gone through the whole day he forgot to eat, and he knew he needed to eat did he want to restrain energy.

He knew there was a bakery in town, a tiny one but a beautiful scheme-themed interior. He always found himself there when he was stressed or had a bad day like he was having right now. It always brought back memories from when he was in academic school. He always finds himself smirking when he thinks back about the way he ‘accidentally’ threw hot coffee on his rival y/n’s clothes. 

He swore it was an accident, but neither he himself nor y/n believed it. She gripped some of the paper towels that were stacked next to the register as people all around them gasped. She told him, ‘’Oh- you really wanna do this huh? well then, I guess you really didn’t expect me to -’’  It made her throw her muffin back on him, dumping her iced coffee on top of his head.

Thinking back at it made him chuckle out loud by accident, realizing that he was standing right in the middle of the cafe. It was busy, the waiters and waitresses were taking orders here and there and were trying their best to bring their orders on time, even those complaining it ‘took them long enough’. 

He slowly and unbothered walked towards the register, looking straight into the shelves and what was on top of them. All different kinds of bread and small decorated cakes. The smell of freshly baked toast and the strong smell of coffee was increasing a delightful tension in the place, the chatter of people making it seem really full. 

His stomach rambled once again, motioning for him to eat something, and quick. He just couldn’t quite figure out what.

The bakery had a lot of things, and he wanted a lot of things. It all looked so extremely good and tasteful, he really didn’t know where to look. The confusion and stress he was slowly creating made him look towards the kitchen, his eyes darting into one specific position. 

The position of a gorgeous female waiting to grab food for one of the tables. She had her arms crossed over each other and had a red apron tightened around her figure. She was smiling and had her hair back into a ponytail. 

It reminded him of her, the person he hadn’t talked to for years and surprisingly even started to.. miss?

Y/n, aka his past ‘rival’, a rival he secretly started to adore. Adore even more than he should’ve. He just couldn’t help it. you were beautiful. you were even more beautiful than he remembered, seeing you years later in his favorite bakery. 

‘‘Hello? Sir?’‘ one of the waitresses who was waving her hand in front of Michael’s face particularly half screamed, impatiently waiting for his bare attention, which she didn’t get. Michael's eyes snapped back at the waitress when he saw y/n move forward, out of his sight. ‘‘Finally.’ the female in front of him muttered under her breath, making him tilt his eyebrow slowly.

‘‘I’m sorry about that.’‘ He had his hands in his pockets, looking at the woman in front of him as she asked for his order. ‘‘It’s alright mate.’‘ the woman smiled, their impatientness seeming to loosen up a little. ‘‘What would you like?’‘ the woman asked again, making him blurt ‘‘Her.’‘ out.

The woman's eyes widened as he realized what he had just said out loud. He couldn’t take it back now, he has fully exposed himself in front of one of her co-workers. 

He felt his cheeks heat up as he tried to find the words to say to make things right.  ‘’I-I meant, I was wondering if I could talk to her.’’ The woman shook her head and met Michael’s gaze, now seeing y/n walk out the door with three plates in her hand, one supported on her wrist, one in her right hand, and one on her left. 

she went past them, unbothered and with a smile on her face as she arrived at a table, placing their plates down. The woman who was now smiling like crazy waited until she was in hearing sight, and when she was, she took her change.

She got closer to y/n’s ear and whispered something he couldn’t quite catch, but when her gaze went up and met his she froze. her eyes widened and her mouth met agape.

‘‘Hey... I-.. was wondering if we could maybe talk?’‘ 

#michael afton #michael afton x y/n #michael afton x reader #fnaf #FNAF fanfiction #fnaf oneshot

[brandogenius]

I DONT THINK YOU UNDERSTAND THIS AU IS ALL I THINK ABT

munagenius being protective of littlest munagenius makes my soul cry istg just like pushing reader behind one of them in a crowd or if paparazzi is getting to close like they don’t play or ready to back them up at all times even if reader isn’t around, don’t even let some guy fo approach them

also the katie x ya big sibling/little sibling moment means everything to me as the oldest who didn’t have have that😭

ANYWAYs was crying over the math thing like ya didn’t even ask for help but they’ve got all of muna/boygenius/munagenius surrounding them like “i’ve got it guys🙄” their like “THE ANSWER IS 18!!” and ya is like “ik i knew before y’all tried to help i’ve been trying tell yall” “why did you let us go on that long ???” “i wanted to see how long it would take y’all to finally figure out second grade math”

ya meeting up with a younger celeb and their talking in genz terms and munagenius is LOST

just talking to them about you’re highschool experience and they are so into it like “what do mean you were drunk at house party your like 4 yrs old 🤨” “y’all didn’t go too parties????” or like old partners like they’ve got personal beef with some kids now bc what do mean they use to bully you

“i graduate this month” “from college?” “no highschool” “…dear god i’m old”

them reaching you things like naomi helping you learn the keys, katie teaching you how to do your makeup, lucy taking you to museums or helping you read poetry, julien helping you learn coping mechanisms/guitar/painting, phoebe helping you set up your in-ears (I LOVE THIS IDEA), jo helping you learn bass(i’m not a musical person idk really what they play

Also all their partners also being readers friends and getting attached so ya has a literal ARMY

munagenius finding readers yearbook= FEILD DAY

i have to stop or i’ll never quit😭

I AM SO NORMAL ABOUT THIS REALLY

LITTLEST MUNAGENIUS AHAJDJD THATS READERS NAME NOW “guys!! look it’s munagenius and little munagenius in the same room!!”

as an only child (sad ik) these sibling dynamics makes me so happy im like SOBS just insert myself into here and have munagenius teaching ME how to do makeup yes pls

ya can be a bit of a prankster. they like being in the company of munagenius (say they are an only child too so having jo and naomi helping them with their homework is unusual for them but they like it) just the feeling of having their little tour family all around the table working together and including ya makes them wanna cry in a positive way like “damn- i have people who actually care enough to help with my hw and studies )

imagine busting out the yearbook but to show muna now the boys being like “WE SEEN IT FIRST HA”

they have beef with your maths and history teacher. don’t ask why they just do “RICKY WHEN I SEE YOU RICKEU WHEN I SEE YOU SWINGING ARMS”

i love the trope of phoebe helping with readers in ears so much like it’s their first time and phoebes like helping them and it’s just scary at first but she helps ya with the wires etc!’

OH ABSOLUTELY!! meeting their partners (muna & the boys) and they just come in contact with you for 5 minutes and then they are like “i would fight anyone for you kid”

ya is just adopting all the adults left and right at this point

NAH LISTEN THIS IS MY URGE TO CONTINUE I LIVE FOR THESE

#pom speaks #young artist au

[bugboysgf]

Find our way pt.2

Summary: Jack and Y/n are in highschool together. They both have the same dreams but Jack thinks his music carrer is more important than the people in his life. Will this stop them from finding their way to eachother? (i'm so bad at summaries don’t judge.

I take request btw :)

“Good jobs remember no practice next wednesday.” you smiled at your cheer teammates. Jesus christ you were so sweaty. You felt like going home and taking a long shower then going to bed.

“y/n? Did you know that jack was watching you the whole time?”

“What?” You turned to look at the bleachers and there was Jack with his eyes on you. He waved, then got out of seat and started walking over to you.

“I should probably go.”

“No” you watched your friend walk off. Dammit she left you with Jack. You're less nervous around people with your friends but now that you're by yourself this probably isn't going to look good.

“Hey princess” you turned around to look at Jack and gave him a soft smile.

“Hey Jack, what's up?”

“Nothing much. I need a lab partner and i dont have one so I was wondering if you wanted to be mine.” you stare at him for a minute. Your mind was telling you to say no but your heart was telling you to say yes.

“Yup. I'm cool with that.” damn why did you have to listen to your heart.

For the next 2 months you and Jack were inseparable, you did mostly everything together. You guys even went to the movies every sunday to spend alone time with each other, he would always come to you when he needed help with his music and only you. Jack couldn't even lie most of the songs where he was talking about a girl he was talking about. you.

—

You hurried up and got your lunch before the line got long. After you got your lunch you scanned the room until you saw golden curly hair. You walked over to the table and sat directly across from urban but you noticed one of them wasn't there jack… he's been gone for 2 days. You tried texting him but he didn't respond and you didn't want to show up to his house.

“Still no jack?” you asked urban.

“Nope.” he sighed.

“Where is he?”

“He got this call and it was one of the DJ drama assists. They heard some of his music and they wanted to meet with him. He's been busy trying to put out his best work to them. Today he's meeting them at 2pm tomorrow he's gonna tell us if he got signed.”

“Oh my god for real” you smiled, you wanted this for jack you spent years watching jack from a distance with his music career he deserve this.

—

“Well?” you leaned on the locker next to jacks. You looked at him with a big smile on your face. You just knew Jack got signed.

“I got signed,” he said.

“I knew it.” you gave jack a big hug. After you let go you looked Jack in his eyes. The same eyes you couldn't stop looking at every time he talked to you. “So what now?”

“I have to meet with them after school. They want me to record my first song today. And you're coming with me.”

“What i can't-”

“You have to be there when I record the song you helped me write it so you're coming.”

“The song about the girl? Are you ever going to tell me who it is?”  you knew jack had feelings for somebody else he wrote a song about her. It hurt you but you had to help him so he wouldn't expect anything.

From now on Jack started to bring you to every session he had at the studio until one day a DJ drama said he had to come alone for the next one. Jack told you what he said and you didn't mind. Jack didn't think anything of it until he pulled him aside to talk about you.

“Listen Jack, that girl that comes with you every time she has to go.”

“What” Jack looked at the Drama confused.

“You have to cut her off. I think she's slowing you down.

The last thing Jack wanted to cut you off. You were his inspiration for his music.

“I can't. She helps me write and stuff. Plus she is one of my best friends.”

“You're in love with her jack everybody in the studios sees it. Plus after I make you big most of your fan base is going to be girls. What are they going to think if they see you with a girlfriend?” Drama explained to jack.

“She's my friend, i can't do that you don't understand-”

“Cut her off or we're done.”

That's when Jack's heart dropped to choose music for you. He didn't have a choice; he had to cut you off; he needed this for himself. This is all he wanted his whole life.

—-

*ring* *ring*

You looked at your phone to see it was a phone call from jack. You thought it was weird because he always facetimes you.

“Hey Jack, what's up?”

“Hey y/n.” Jack's voice sounded sad like he had just been crying.

“Jack, are you okay with what's wrong?” you asked.

“I don't think we should be friends anymore, we should just end whatever this is.”

You froze when Jack said “oh okay” then you hung up.

You felt tear drops coming down your face. Why is he doing this?

—

You walked into school with sweatpants and a hoodie on. You always looked forward to getting all glammed up to see Jack but since you guys are not talking you didn't put any effort into your outfit. You needed a reason why he was doing this and you know jack wasn't going to tell you so you had to ask his best friend.

“Hey urban.” you leaned against his locker.

“Shit are you okay?”

“Not really” you took a deep breath before asking the question because you didn't want to start crying. “Is Jack umm.. Is he okay?  Last night he called and said me and him couldn't be friends anymore. And I need to know why.”

“That's really weird he hasn't said anything about it.”

“Well um im not coming to school tomorrow but text me and let me know if you find something out.”

“y/n… you can't just let him make you not wanna go to school.”

“He's not trust me. I have an audition tomorrow for this really big project soo….”

“Well good luck”

For the next 3 months you didn't speak to jack. Besides, you were too busy with auditions. You were auditioning for this non stop. They kept calling you for come backs over and over again.

You were doing your homework after school when you got a call from your agent.

“Hello?”

“Hey y/n i was calling because the chemistry read you did the other day.”

Just the other day you did a chemserity read with this guy named tom.

“Yea what about it.”

“So they called and said they wanted to cast you as the love interest in a spiderman movie.”

“Are you serious?” omg omg omg omg you couldn't help but start jumping up and down. This was your big break you've been working for your whole life.

“Yea um they want you to leave for LA in 2 days.”

“2 Days that's soon.”

“I know, so get packing now. I will talk to you soon.”

“Alright thank you bye”

—

You had one day until you left before you left. You need closure and the only way to get it was visiting Jack one last time before you left. Jack had given a lot of stuff including hoodies and stuff. Today you were going to his house and giving it back to him.

You rang the doorbell and you were surprised when Jack's older brother Clay answered it.

“Hey y/n.”

“Hi clay. Is um.. Jack here?”

“Yea he's upstairs. Come in.”

“I'm leaving tomorrow.” you had no idea why you told him that but you just felt like it.

“What?” “I'm leaving for about 9 months to atlanta.”

“Oh why?”

“Im filming a movie.”

“That's cool, congrats.” you said with a smile.

“Whos at the door-” Jack pusaded mid sentence when he saw you.

“Why are you here?” he asked confused

“I'm leaving jack. So here's your stuff back.” you handed it to him. He took it but gave you a weird look. “Leaving where?” “I'm going away for a movie jack.”

“You can't just leave y/n. What about-”

“What about what jack. You stopped being friends with me. I have nothing to stay for.” “But what about us?”

“There is no us jack! No more.” you turned around and left before it got to out of hand

How could he ask about us when he's the one that ended things.

#jack harlow fanfic #jack harlow x reader #jack harlow #jackman thomas harlow #jackman

[ssadiemariesworld]

New Member 𖤐 ( fem!reader x Eddie Munson )

Summary: You were new to Hawkins your senior year of 86’ and didn’t have many friends, but then you met Eddie Munson the dungeon master of the Hellfire Club ♡

Word count: idk I wish I did

Warnings: SWEARING, this really doesn’t have smut but still 18+, Jason being a jerk/bullying, divorce, fluff, and VERY mild smut

Being the new kid had its perks, but at the same time it defiantly had its many downfalls. Most of the kids here had grown up together and gone to the same schools together all throughout their lives in this small Indiana town. You on the other hand knew no one and as the first day of your senior year arrived your stomach couldn’t help but bind itself in an anxious knot. Tons of ways the day could go wrong replayed in your mind as you got ready for your first day throwing on blue jeans and tucking in a light blue shirt. You took one last look in the mirror before sighing and walking out to the car.  

“Y/N what took you so long?” asked your mom as your plopped down in the front seat of your family’s station wagon.  

“Just worried about my first day is all, I don’t even know anyone.”  

“You’ll do fine sweetie I just know it.” your mother gave you a reassuring smile as she pulled out of the driveway.

The car ride was pretty short since you lived close by the school and when you arrived you saw a variety of students everywhere, some walking in and talking leaning against their cars books in hand and then others standing outside and smoking cigarettes before going in. You turned back to your mom before smiling and waving bye as you got out of the car pulling up your backpack strap on your shoulder.  

“Here we fucking go.” You sighed as you started walking towards Hawkins Highschool.  

As you walked in no one really noticed you besides the few people who were looking as the bell rung and to be honest the looks were mixed, but you didn’t even try and notice them. As you walked into the office and was greeted by the purple glasses wearing secretary her hair freshly permed. Before you could reach the desk, you felt someone bump into you.  

“Oh my god! I’m so sorry about that!” You turn your head to see who it was and there stood a decently tall guy with long curly dark hair and big brown eyes standing in front of you a panicked look on his face. 

“It’s uh okay.” You awkwardly said not sure how to react to such a handsome guy in front of you. If you were honest with yourself, it kind of took your breath away. 

“You must be Y/N Y/L/N, welcome to Hawkins, here is your class schedule.” the kind secretary said as she handed you it. 

You walked out the office and stared down at the paper that had all the classes for your first semester of your senior year and you weren’t surprised at how much you hated the subjects you were put in. 

“Time to go find my locker.” You looked down at your schedule and at the top right was the number of your locker so you looked up turned the corner to where you were approached by the same boy from before. 

“Hey um I’m Eddie the guy you bumped into earlier and I can tell your new here by the deer in headlight look you have sooo I was wondering if you’d need help finding a class or something.” He asked sweetly shyly messing with the rings on his fingers. 

“Sure Eddie, I’m Y/N and you are right I am very new here and I literally have no idea where I am even going.” You said sighing with an awkward side smile.

“Well it’s quite the honor Y/N, nice to meet a new face.” He said giving you a shy smile his dimples appearing on his face.

“Oh look guys it’s the freak trying to make a move on the new girl how pathetic.” A loud voice called out behind you along with a guy in a varsity jacket coming up to you guys. “Is this guy bothering you?”

“No he was actually helping me to find my classes thank you very much, can you leave us alone?” You could tell by the way this douche was acting he wasn’t the one in the right here and it made you extremely uncomfortable and the hair stand up on the back of your neck.

“Alright but I’m just saying you probably should try hanging with the right crowd if I were you, wouldn’t want to see such a pretty face be influenced by the wrong people” He said too close for comfort by your face giving Eddie a dirty look before joining a group of jocks wearing the same jackets in the hallway.

“Wow you actually stood up to that ass Jason.” Eddie said awestruck as if it’s the first time anyone defended him.

“Yeah I mean they have no right to act like that, you don’t seem like much of a freak to me.” You smiled and he smiled back and if you were honest it was a nice feeling even after that gross encounter. “If anyone is the freak it’s him.”

“Well hey let’s hurry up and find your locker before class starts!” Eddie nudged you excitedly in the shoulder making you burst out laughing in the process.

Eddie and you roamed the halls staring back and forth between the paper and the many rows of green lockers. For someone who apparently has been going to this school it seemed like Eddie had no idea where your locker was or where he was even going. The bell had rung for class ages ago but you and Eddie were having way too much fun talking about your lives and how you moved here and how crazy it is to have your senior year be at an entirely different school. Eddie then began to talk about how it was living in the trailer park, the bullying he endures from Jason and even how he plays in a band. You both then began to talk about D&D and how you used to play with your older brother and his friends until he had moved out and how much you missed him since your parents divorce.

“Then I am very pleased to tell you that I’m the dungeon master of Hawkin Highschool’s very own Hellfire Club.” Eddie pointed to his shirt and smiled.

“That’s bitchin I would love to play with your club if you give me the chance. Think I’d make a pretty good mage.” You winked at him jokingly.

“Then I guess you can be our new member then, we meet after school today.”

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After Eddie took forever to help you find your locker and your 2nd class of the day since you missed the first you both went your separate ways. Throughout the first half of the day you couldn’t help but think of him, his smile, the way his hands looked and how he played with his lips, and more importantly how well you two connected. You never experienced it before but it felt like you weren’t just meant to meet him in some weird gut feeling type of way. Cheesy you thought, but lunch was rolling around and you couldn’t help but count the minutes bouncing your leg. As the bell rung and you got up Eddie to your surprise was waiting outside your classroom.

“Hey there Y/N sorry to kinda pop up on you again, but would you mind sitting with me at lunch? I wouldn’t want to see you sit by yourself.” He asked once again twiddling with his rings and looking down at the ground.

“I totally wouldn’t mind at all, but I’m kinda getting worried you're stalking me.” You laughed as his face turned red.

“Hey! You were the one who handed me your schedule to look at.” He shrugged making you giggle, “plus you have no idea where you’re going remember which I can defiantly help with that.”

As both of you got your lunch and sat down at the table you immediately got some odd looks shot your way by the what looked like freshmen at your table and pretty much everyone else in the lunchroom like you even cared.

“Eddie who is this?” Said a curly haired boy with a baseball cap on.

“Dustin and anyone else that’s concerned this is Y/N and she is gonna be joining us at hellfire tonight.” Eddie said loud and proud looking over at you as you smiled in response.

“We can’t just have some random girl join in the middle of our party.” Said a boy sitting next to Dustin wearing the same shirt as Eddie.

“Wheeler she is joining whether you guys want her to or not, who is the dungeon master here? Yeah, last time I checked it was me.” He said pointing to himself. It was kinda hot how assertive he got about defending your position in the club and you also knew how hard it was to fit a new player into the middle of a campaign. It was kinda cute he was already defending you and he barely even knew you.

“Are you excited for tonight?” Eddie asked you as you sat next to him at the end of the lunch table.

“Honestly yeah I didn’t even expect my first day to go like this at all like I actually belong here.” You said smiling, “and it’s all thanks to you.”

“Well your day isn’t over just yet so it defiantly can get better.” Eddie smirked as he bit into an apple.

Lunch was a fun blur of talking with Eddie’s friends Mike and Dustin and learning about how Hellfire started and how Mike had a girlfriend who lived in California which you didn’t quite think was real but anyway and also how Eddie hasn’t graduated yet making this not the first time he’s a senior in high school, but I guess he has a feeling about 1986. As the end of the day arrived you were more than excited to meet up with Eddie and the rest of the Hellfire club and you actually got there earlier than the rest.

"Y/N you made it!" Eddie smiled sitting in the dimly lit room, but he really did look gorgeous under the stage lights behind him.

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world and it’s not like I have anything else you do.” You said smiling hanging your backpack on the chair next to Eddie he insisted you sit in.

“You’re literally nothing like I expected when I bumped into you, a actually pretty girl into D&D.” He said as he was setting up the game.

“Did you just call me pretty?” You asked laughing a little but when he looks at you seriously you begin to realize it was a genuine compliment. “Not that it’s a bad thing or anything thank you! Thank you very much I really appreciate it coming from someone as handsome as you.” You ramble as your cheeks start to heat up and your arms flail while talking.

“You know you’re so cute when you’re flustered.” He smirked a simple appearing as he came over and started lifting your chin up with his finger and making you look up into his big brown eyes which made your face even redder then before. The steamy tension rising in your stomach.

“Th-thank you.” You managed to get out intimidated by the way he was looking into your eyes feeling like you could easily get lost in them.

Just as he was about to break the steamy silence Dustin and the rest of the club bursts in snapping you out of it.

“WOAH WOAH Eddie did you forget we were coming?” Dustin shouted as you and Eddie quickly and embarrassingly separated and plopped down in your chairs.

“No just was letting Y/N know about the rules.” Eddie said smoothly brushing off his embarrassment.

“Nah you were about to smack face with the new girl over there.” Dustin said laughing.

“Hey don’t be upset cause Dustin hasn’t smacked any face since summer camp.” Mike joked.

“You are so messed up for that.” Dustin replied, “Atleast Suzie is a mega genius.”

“Okay boys well let’s get into the game why don’t we?.” You smiled blushing like crazy looking over at Eddie whose eyes were already on you giving you a huge smile.

Surprisingly the game didn’t take long and you did a pretty good job for being kinda rusty at it. Eddie was so helpful and helped you along the way and made sure you didn’t feel left out on any information of the past games in the campaign. You even thought the boys would be annoyed by the fact you were playing but they actually enjoyed your company even telling you that before each of them left. Eddie and you were the only ones left in the room considering you weren’t in a hurry to make it home or anything.

“Sooo what do you think about Hellfire club? Think you wanna stay in the club?” Eddie asked cleaning up the game and packing it up.

“Yeah I honestly totally enjoyed that so much and it made me feel so much better about this place.” You said feeling quite hopeful about the upcoming days here at Hawkins Highschool but mostly importantly about your future with Eddie.

“Y/N can I ask you somethin?” Eddie asked as he stood next to your chair looking down at you.

“Sure what is it?” You say nonchalantly.

“Why didn’t you run away when you heard Jason call me a freak?” Eddie inquired plopping down next to you after putting the D&D set away.

“Because I didn’t think you were and he seemed lame anyway.” You answered confidently. “Plus I just had a feeling about you.”

“A feeling? What kind of feeling?” Eddie pressed the question.

“A good one like you were someone worth knowing.” You said looking him in the eyes.

And just like that the world faded away and you were lost in time and space as you looked in his eyes. You could feel the intensity of the moment in your stomach and your heart felt like it was beating out of your chest. Eddie’s face inched closer and closer to yours as you sat there your eyes looking up to his eyes and down to his soft pink lips. Before you knew it Eddie’s hand was on your face warm and his cold rings brushed against your cheek. Every part of you felt right like this was second nature.

“Would it be okay if I kissed-“ but before Eddie could finish his sentence your lips crashed into his and goosebumps erupted over your skin. As the two of you pulled away Eddie looked at you in surprise.

“You’re literally so fine it’s unbelievable.” Eddie gushed.

“Oh shush.” You breathed out blushing and smiling so much your cheeks hurt while Eddie just looked at you adoringly.

Before you knew it the door flew open and Mike walked in his eyes shifting between you and Eddie.

“I uh forgot something I’ll just-“ he announced awkwardly grabbing what he had left by the chair he was sitting in.

“That dude looked terrified we were doing something dirty.” Eddie stated looking at you chuckling.

“Maybe we were you never know.” You winked.

“Oh were we?” He mused looking at you with a more lustful look then he’d given you before and pulling you into his lap which you didn’t refuse and Eddie grabbed your face and crashed his warm lips to yours again.

The feeling in your stomach warmed your heart and made your body feel all kinds of ways as he caressed your cheek and kissed you. You could feel something poking your butt and you knew what it was but you didn’t want to ruin this moment this beautiful moment. As Eddie pulled away he just looked at you again and it was like time truly stopped. You never were much for sappy romance stuff but this made you believe in all of it.

“I seriously have a huge crush on you Eddie Munson.” You blurted out matching his gaze.

“You better after kissing me like that Y/N” He said kissing your nose causing you to scrunch your nose up as you smiled.

“We should probably get going before the principal thinks we’re banging in here.” You spoke hopping off of Eddie’s lap and onto the floor.

“You’re right about that sweetheart, you need a ride?” He asked grabbing his keys out of his black ripped skinny jeans and dangling them next to him.

“I was just gonna walk, but sure Eddie.” You answered grabbing your backpack and slinging it around your shoulder, but little did Eddie know you had a pretty amazing feeling about 86 yourself.

A/N: I almost accidentally posted this unfinished and was insanely worried about it being seen before it’s done, but Eddie fucking Munson brought me out of my retirement of writing fanfiction so here we are lmao if you want more let me know! Any requests I will gladly try to write it for you :)

#eddie munson my beloved #eddie stranger things #eddie munson #eddie x reader #stranger things #fanfic #eddie munson fanfic #joesph quinn

[marvelwitchergilmore]

A Winchester’s Daughter

Summary/Disclaimer: This is a Supernatural x OC x B99 TIE-IN.

Maya is a 17 year old cop who is on the hunt for the dad, only, when she finds him, she also finds out the world in which he comes from.

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These had been the longest 6 months of Maya's life. But, now, all that pain-staking driving and research had finally led to this moment. This moment where she was stood outside what looked like an abandoned factory with a big steel door. And so she knocked...

6 months ago...

"I'm sorry, you want me to do what?" Daisy asked her as she looked up from her laptop being sat crossed legged in the middle of the sofa, a bowl of noodles in her hand and her hair wet. Clearly, Daisy had been wanting a relaxing evening after a relaxing shower.

"I want you to help me find my dad."

"Okay," Daisy said slowly, setting her food down on the coffee table. "Why exactly?"

"I was with Amy, today, at that seminar in Manhattan."

"Of course, continue."

Maya nodded, continuing to pace. "Well, they started talking about genetics and different diseases - I don't know how we got onto the topic, we just did. Anyway, it got me thinking and they were going around asking a couple of people what their parents genetics were and what they might want to get checked out if it came to them having kids."

"Holy shit, you're not..."

It clicked with Maya. "What? Oh, god, no. No. Not unless I'm Virgin Mary."

Daisy sighed in relief. "Okay, so...why again?"

"Right, well, they were talking about kids and it popped into my head, what if there is some kind of genetic on my dad's side that I don't know about? What if I could have some...topical disease genetic in me that I don't know about. You know I'm up-to-date with all my medical stuff but what if?"

"So, you want me to track your dad down so you can ask him...if he has any tropical genetic disease?"

"Yeah."

Maya stopped pacing, placing her hands on her hips with a look on her face that looked both terrified and lost at the same time.

Daisy stood up, placing her laptop down and walked over to Maya. "Sweetie, have you maybe thought that you don't want his medical records but maybe you want to meet him?"

"Well..." Maya gave a little whimper.

"Because that's okay." Daisy told her. "You can want to know who your dad is. Medical records or not."

"But...it's been 17 years. I don't want to just drop in on him and say, "hey, I'm Maya. You don't know me but I've been on this planet for 17 year and you are my father.""

Daisy smiled. "Then don't say that. Just knock on the door and ask him if you can talk to him."

"Yes, but talking equals me saying what I don't want to say,"

"Then phrase it differently." Daisy told her.

"Look, we don't even know who or where he is." Maya told her. "What? What's that look on your face?"

Daisy's shoulders tensed up. She knew she wouldn't be able to lie to Maya. For one, she was her best-friend and roommate. For two, Maya's a cop. And had been for nearly two years, being the youngest to join the force. Maya did get odd looks when she said she was a cop - at 17 - but that was what being a child prodigie meant. That was actually how they met, Daisy and Maya.

At the ages of three and four they pair had been placed into a child prodigie group by their parents. This meant that they would graduate highschool at age 12, be able to persue anything and everything to the best of their ability and get a better health-care plan before they even turned 18.

"I might have already found him."

"You did?! How? I only came in 20 minutes ago."

Daisy nodded. "I know. It's just...when you didn't do the family tree for highschool, opting for the book reports instead, I maybe kinda did one for you. Just as a back-up."

"And you've had it all these years?"

Daisy nodded. "I know, I should have told you but I didn't want to scare you."

"Scare me? How could you scare me?"

Daisy barely said two words before she showed her the file she had saved on her laptop. None of it made sense whilst, somehow, everything made sense.

Present...

And now, here she stood. And she knocked...

It took a few minutes but eventually someone came to the door. And clearly, they weren't expecting anyone.

"Can I help you?"

For a split second, Maya stood frozen on the spot. What - How was she meant to explain this?

"Dean Winchester?"

"Depends on who's asking."

Maya took out her police ID. "I'm Maya. I was hoping we could talk."

The man eyed her up. She couldn't look more than 18. And she was already a cop?

"Look, this will take 20 minutes, tops. I promise. And then you never have to see or speak to me again."

The guy eyed her up once more before moving the door aside. "Come on in."

"Thank you."

"I'm Sam, by the way. Dean's brother."

Maya shook his hand. "Nice to meet you, just..." Maya pointed down the corridor and to the stairs. "Okay, thanks."

"Sam?! Who is it?" Dean asked as he turned the corner from the kitchen and into the library. "Who are - Sam!"

"She says her name is Maya. She's a cop."

Dean gave a confused look from the girl to his brother. "How is she a cop? She's barely out of college."

"Graduated early." Maya said as she reached the bottom of the stairs. "Are you Dean Winchester?"

"I might be. What's it to you?"

Maya looked to Sam and then back to Dean. "I don't really know how to explain this - well, I do it's just...look, before I explain myself just know that in about 20 minutes you won't ever have to speak to me or see me again. You are under no obligation here."

"Yeah, yeah. What's this about, kid?"

"You're my father."

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Maya's words seemed to echo around the entire building.

"What?"

Maya looked to Sam and rocked on her feet before looking back to Dean. "You are my father. Biologically speaking, anyway. And, technically, I'm your daughter."

However, what happened next, Maya didn't exactly suspect. She was pushed against the wall by Sam before a silver blade was placed against her throat.

"Whoa, dude! What the-"

"Sam!"

"No, Dean. We don't know what she is?"

"What I am?" Maya asked. "Look, I'm not anything and this is really uncomfotable so would you please-"

"Did Crowley send you? How did you find us?!"

But, before Sam could give her another question, he was shocked to find himself lay on his back, a little winded and Maya with a food to his chest and his knife in her hand.

Dean was just in shock. He barely moved save for his eyes and worried/shocked expression going back and forth between his brother and Maya.

Maya let out a sigh and folded the knife up before looking to Dean. "Now, I'm gonna hand you this unless you'd like to attack me, too?"

It took Dean a moment but he took the knife from her. "N-No. You're...you're safe."

"You gonna attack me again?"

Sam pondered for a moment trying to catch his breath. "Not unless you give me probable cause."

"Good."

Maya helped him up before turning back to Dean. "Now, can we talk?"

Dean nodded but Sam answered for him. "We need to test you first?"

"Alright."

A few minutes later, Maya was sat down on a chair with a small knick to her arm, had both drunk and been sprayed with Holy Water and had to step in and out of a Devil's trap.

"Now can we talk?"

"Sure."

Dean sat down across from her.

"I...I don't really know where to start, so I guess I'll just ask it out right." Maya said. "Can I have a look at your medical records?"

Both Sam and Dean were confused. She was a long lost daughter and she'd come to find her birth father in order to find...his medical records?

"Look, I just want to know if you or anyone else has ever had genetic diseases that could effect me in the long run or allergies that have been passed down. I know it's odd and I know it's unfair to spring this onto you, finding out I'm your daughter and what-not but I'm a cop. Anything could happen and should I have some anti-biotic that I'm allergic to because of gentics then I'd rather know now."

Neither one of the brothers could really wrap their head around it. All these years being Hunters and this is what stumps them. A 17 year old cop.

"How did you find us?"

"My friend, Daisy."

"Okay, how did she find us?"

"She made a family tree for me. I didn't do that project in highschool because I never wanted to. I chose to do the book reports instead. But my mom only ever had a phone number of yours. It went out of range years ago but Daisy went to Cal-Tech so she's good at research. She found other numbers, last known addresses until she found your car and tracked it to this town and I asked around and someone finally gave me directions."

The room went silent.

"So...medical records if you have them...or not. I could just leave-"

"I think being a Winchester is enough to effect your future."

Maya jumped back in her seat spotting an Englishman in a black coat now stood behind the brothers.

"Mother-"

"Crowley, what ar-"

"Am I doing here?" He asked. "Good question. A little birdie told me that The Dean Winchester has a daughter. And there is no fooling me. I know Squirrel's eyes a mile off."

"Squirrel?" Maya asked, leaning towards Dean a little. But Dean just nodded and rolled his eyes.

"Crowley, cut the crap. Why are you here?"

"Just wanted to see it for myself. My, my, trust it to be your daughter who's the cop."

Dean narrowed his eyes at Crowley.

"How do you know me?" Maya asked standing up.

"You met one of my minions at that little seminar of yours."

"What?"

Crowley looked to Sam and Dean. "She doesn't know?"

"Know what?"

"We haven't exactly got onto the topic of family history yet, Crowley."

Crowley smiled. "Well, I'll be the first to introduce myself." Crowley turned to Maya and shook her hand. "I'm the King of Hell."

"King of what?"

"Hell, you know, Lucifer falls from Heaven after Eden and creates his own little world. Well, I run that."

Maya turned to the brothers. "Is he-"

"Deadly."

"It's all real." Dean told her. "The stories. The fairytales, the monsters, the lore. It's all real."

"Real?"

Dean rubbed his forehead and stood up. He'd battled Angels, Demons, Djinn, Ghosts - basically everything and somehow this was the hardest thing he had to do.

And so began the conversation that vampires, ghosts, werewolves, shapeshifters, fairies, elves, angels, demons - everything that she had been told was make believe as a kid. All real. Everything. And that she came from a long, long line of Hunters. People who hunted and killed these things so people wouldn't die.

"We're legacies and, I guess, you're now a legacy, too." Sam told her.

Maya was still trying to get her head wrapped around everything. Men of Letters? Time Travel? Judgement day?

Maya lay her head in her hands. "I knew I should have stayed in bed."

"Don't we all."

"I think my head's about to explode." Maya said aloud. "And you're friends with an Angel."

"Best-friends."

"And you were a demon?"

"They both were." Crowley told her.

"Huh." Was the only noise that came from Maya's mouth. All she wanted was some medical records. But now at least it made sense they didn't exist because somehow, they had both died like...a billion times a year only to be resurected a few months later.

After a few moments of stunned silence, Sam stood up and looked to Crowley. "We're gonna go and get some food. We'll be back soon."

"What? Sam - No, Sam."

Dean chased after his brother before stopping him at the stairs. "You'll be fine, Dean."

"What the hell am I meant to do?"

Suddenly, Crowley called out to Maya. "You armed kid?"

Maya just moved her jacket back, showing her gun in it's holster.

"See, she's okay. You guys can just talk."

"About what?"

"Anything? How about you start with her mom? Maybe then you'll get a couple of answers."

By the time Dean looked back to the stairs his brother and Crowley had locked the doors at the top of their stairs. So, now he was left alone, with his daughter.

"You...want anything to drink? They might be gone a while."

Maya shook her head. "No, thank you." - "You were really a demon?"

Dean stopped in his tracks for a moment before walking over to her and sitting on the table beside her. "Yep. Mark of Cain."

"As in..?"

"The brothers? Yeah."

"God."

"He ain't really around much these days."

Maya nodded. "I'd laugh but I have a feeling your actually being serious."

"Deadly."

There were a few more minutes of silence before Dean asked, "How come I didn't know about you until now?"

"My..um, my mom. She - She didn't actually know she was pregnant with me." Maya explained. "It was cryptic pregnancy. One day, she woke up and she felt really bloated and her pain got worse until she went to the hospital and she found out she was in labour. It was a complete shock to her. She had no symptoms, no nothing. I stayed with my grandparents for a while until she could wrap her head around it."

"How is she now?"

Maya went silent. "I...uh...She's - She's gone."

At first Dean thought she meant 'gone' as in left and moved, but then he realised she meant 'gone' as in..'gone."

"Oh, I'm..I'm sorry."

"No, it's okay. Really. She's at peace now." Maya told him. "She was in a lot of pain the last couple of months. But, she got to see me graduate."

"How long?"

"Three years, but it feels longer." Maya told him. "Do you...Do you remember her at all? She never actually told me anything. Just...gave me your old number on a napkin on her deathbed."

It broke Dean's heart that he could tell her that it was some kind of whirlwind romance but the kid deserved the truth. "Honestly, not much. I remember her hair colour. It was just a little darker than yours. And her smile. But other than that, it was just two lonely people who managed to cross paths for one night."

Maya gave a small smile and nodded her head.

"I'm sorry it wasn't something written for the movies."

"No, no. It's okay." Maya smiled. "It's nice to know something. Even if it's not much. Mom never really told me much."

"You know, for finding out all of this, you're pretty calm. I mean, you've just found out fairytales are real and met the King of Hell all in one day."

Maya chuckled. "I've had AP Chem tests scarier."

Dean gave a small laugh, too. She was a 17 year old cop who did seem pretty open-minded.

"Do you have any photos? Of you growing up?"

Maya pulled out her phone. "Um, yeah. Here, just swipe."

Maya handed over her phone, clicking the file and showing Dean. He scrolled through photos of birthdays, christmases, holidays, summer days out, early admission acceptances, graduations photos. Everything. And he had a growing smile on his face the further he went into the file. He might have missed it all, but it was nice to know she had a good life.

"Mom liked to document everything since she missed the pregnancy and all."

"I'm sorry."

Maya was a little confused. "Wha-"

"I'm sorry I wasn't there to watch you grow up."

"Dean - No. It's okay."

"If I'd have known...I would have tried to be there." Dean told her. "But, my life isn't the life for a kid. Any kid. Maybe it was a good thing. After all, you're a helluva lot smarter than me and Sam put together."

Maya smiled a little at the compliment but mostly at the look in Dean's eyes. "So, Child prodogy?"

Maya nodded. Dean leaned back and looked up a little. "I always thought it would be Sam's kid who would be like that."

"You both do come from the same blood." Maya told him. "And, from what I've heard so far, as much as you're both incredibly stupid for selling your souls every time one of you is in danger, you're both as smart. If you weren't, then you'd both be dead and we wouldn't be having this conversation."

Before anyone could say anything else however, two people came running inside and down the stairs causing both Dean and Maya to stand up.

"Mom, Cas-"

"She could be anything-"

"Mary-"

"This has happened before, hasn't it? You nearly died-"

"What?" Maya asked, turning to look at Dean.

"Mary," Cas placed an arm in front of her, stopping her from diving onto her granddaughter and nearly killing her. "She's human. If she was anything else, I'd be able to see it."

"And we've done tests." Dean told her.

"Yep, look." Maya rolled up her jacket sleeve to reveal the knick on her arm as she stepped into the Devil's trap and back out. "I'm just a 17 year old cop."

Mary went to speak but was a little taken aback from what Maya had just said. "Seve-Seventeen? How can you be a cop? if your 17?"

Maya sighed and looked to Dean. "She's a child prodigy, mom. The only 'freak of nature' about her is that she's smarter than most of us in this room, except Cas. Maya, this was the Angel we were talking about."

"I'm Castiel."

"Maya." she smiled before holding out her hand, Cas shaking it.

"I'm sorry, I tried-" Sam said as she came down the stairs before laying the food out on the table.

"How do you know he's your dad?" Mary asked Maya.

"An old phone number and Cal-Tech level research for six months."

Mary looked to her sons. "I can't tell if she's being sarcastic."

"I'm not." Maya told her.

"She's really not."

"Okay then." Mary said aloud before finally taking a good look at Maya. And something small within her changed. Not much - she still didn't believe she was fully trustworthy. But something changed when she saw Maya's eyes. "She's got your eyes, Dean."

Over the next hour, Mary and Cas asked her questions along with Sam, Dean and Crowley. All of them trying to find out more about Maya. And she did the same. Asking how a woman who was supposidly dead managed to be raised back to life and how an Angel came to befriend two Hunters.

But that was soon cut short when Maya got a phone call.

"Excuse me a moment," Maya left, walking into the library and answering the phone meanwhile, the others talked quietly together about her.

A few minutes later, Maya came back in, the others trying to hide their fear that Maya has slightly shocked them. She was quiet when she moved. Something that must have come when training to be a cop.

"I have to go." Maya told them.

"Already?"

"Yeah, I have a job to get back to. That was them. My Captain wants to speak to me and he's heading away to Paris in a couple of days."

Sam looked around a little. "Can't you just catch a flight?"

"Oh, good god, no."

"You're afraid of flying?" Mary asked.

"It's a death machine that you have no power or control over if you crash and you can be left stranded or dead for days, weeks, months. No-one would ever know and-"

Mary smiled. "Okay, okay, okay, okay."

Maya took a breath. "I drive everywhere. It's the safest bet."

Sam leaned over to his brother. "More your daughter than you think."

"Shut up."

"Anyway, thank you, for everything. It's nice to know a little more about...everything." Maya smiled, gesturing to the whole building. "Not that you'd have to but if you're ever in Brooklyn and wanna talk...here's my number." Maya handed Dean her card. "Maybe we could get a coffee and some pie."

"Pie?"

Maya smiled. "I know the best place," she told them. "Anyway...um...do we hug? I don't exactly know how this is meant to go."

Without another thought, Dean hugged her. She is family after all.

"We'll talk, kid."

Maya nodded holding back a small smile. "Okay. I'd better go. Don't want to hit the traffic."

"Just, one thing."

"Sure."

"How'd you know it's the best place?"

Maya smiled and picked up her jacket. "My team and I did an all nighter to find out."

#supernatural #SPN #B99 #crossover #long lost daughter #xoc #dean winchester #amy santiago #sam winchester #Castiel #Crowley #fanfic #mary winchester #Kansas #Brooklyn #Maya #oc #father x daughter #dean winchester x oc daughter #oneshot #multiple chapters? #brooklyn nine nine

[druckkugelschreiber]

Finally getting around to the tags I missed during the workshop weekend!

Find the words. Tagged my the lovely @mxkelsifer thanks for the tag!

Search your works for the given words and post the context of what you find! My given words were anger, laugh, shot, and wing!

This is going to be long lol.

Me? Being brief in my writing? I think the fuck not.

Anger

“Hey halfwolf!” someone shoved me from behind and I stumbled. 

With an angry growl I whirled around to face Maria and her two friends. A literal gang. It was like being in highschool all over again, just that humans never dared to get in trouble with changelings. “Didn’t have enough the last time?” I snapped. I never took any shit from people my age. I wouldn’t go toe to toe like this with the older soldiers, but Maria was fucking hot air. 

“Why so tense?” Maria asked with a sneer, “didn’t get a good fuck out of your alpha wolf?” she came closer, “or didn’t she want you in the end after all?”

What? Confusion doused the anger. What the ever loving fuck? “What?”

“Yeah, no wonder she wanted someone as slow as you”, Maria snapped. 

Her eyes fixed on something behind me. The wind blew in the other direction so I didn’t know who or what it was. Maria’s eyes widened in visible fear. 

A presence appeared at my back. Incredibly warm and strong. I knew immediately it was Selenka. Now I could smell her. Her scent wrapped itself around me like your favourite blanket. 

“Leave”, she growled. 

Maria and her friends scattered like leaves in the wind. 

I turned around to Selenka, she was close enough that my shoulders brushed against the front of her body as I turned and it make sparks run up my arm. “I could have handled myself.”

Laugh

I woke to someone wriggling in my arms and it wasn’t Scotch. This was definitely a person sized plushie. I squeezed them tighter and buried my nose in their hair. Grumbling but not forming words. 

Laughter tinkled through the room and the fuzz of sleep in my brain. “Jas.”

Holy fucking shit. My eyes flew open and I found myself cuddled into Nat’s neck. She had turned around some time into the night, properly intertwining our bodies, not even a cat fit between us. 

Blood rushed through my head faster than fire out of a volcano. “Oh my god.”

She grinned at me. “Good morning, sunshine.”

My eyes fluttered shut again and I kind of wanted to sink into the couch and disappear. Her voice raspy from sleep sent me straight into oblivion. 

“Jas”, she whispered and my entire body shuddered. 

“Hmh?”

“I need to get up.”

I let her go. 

Nat rolled out from our cuddle fortress and I listened to her pad to the bathroom. 

I ran a hand down my face and questioned all my life choices. So at what point did I consider asking her out for a date? Was this a date? Was this a friendship thing? Dating women was hard.

Shot

I threw the shirt into the tub behind me and knelt down next to her scanning the bullet wound. “God damn it Ri.” 

“I know”, Lorraine leaned back against the wall, “I’m sorry.” I twitched in surprise when her fingers trailed through my hair, “you deserve better.”

I was pretty sure she wasn’t talking about her showing up to my house wounded and beaten. I looked up at her and saw her walls entirely down and there was true sorrow in them and adoration. My heart ached seeing the play of emotion in her eyes. Which I had once upon a time doubted. The reason why I had broken up. And now she was here and it took her getting shot to show me what I meant to her. 

Wing

I couldn’t help the smile that flickered over my face as she said my name. “I help them out sometimes. And they’re heavier than most in full tack gear so better for training., I'm not letting like the last mission happen again.”

I flashed the left wing, but only slightly. 

Natasha’s eyes still got stuck on it. “You’re fully recovered then?”

I nodded and folded out the wing entirely so she could take a look at the healed primaries and secondaries. There was a thin silver grey line where the flesh had been damaged and the colour faded back into the powerful blue outside of it. I didn’t often get scars from wing injuries, but then again I rarely had wing injuries in general. It was somewhat poetic that Natasha’s rescue had caused that injury. 

Natasha stepped closer and she raised her hand. Her eyes flickered over to me in question. 

She either had read my file or she was just you know the normal kind of person who didn’t touch someone else without consent. I gave her a 'go ahead' nod. 

Her fingers ghosted over the scar. “It scarred.”

I smiled. “Something to remember you by. Not everyone can say they rescued the Black Widow.” 

She snorted. Her fingers prickled on my feathers and I barely resisted the urge to press my wing into the touch. Natasha rested her hand gently on the feathers once and then pulled back. “I’m glad you made a full recovery.”

We do not talk about the fact that finding a oneshot for 'laugh' was the hardest lol.

#schreiber schreibt #wip #tag games

[midnightmisadventures]

Had the strangest little dream about RYAN BEATTY

Like i can’t even......

It was like we were in florida in a fancy group christmas house for christmas 

and we were in this basement like room, watching an adult cartoon. Like something Family guy/rick and morty/robot chicken esq. But it wasn’t one that i recognize. Either i didnt know it or it wa American Dad lol

Anyway, they were clowning Ryan BEatty the whole episode. Like the whole episode was about trashing him and making fun of his “story” There were details that were specific to ryan but im hesitant to focus on them because i think this could ultimately represent a broader message on Liam. 

(Im manic sorry bare with me) 1:44

But basically they were like “oh he was supposed to be the next justin bieber but then he disappeared for 7 years and now he’s gay” just like bullshit that i knew wasnt true. And i couldnt wrap my head around why they had chosen ryan to make fun of, like no one knows him?? And it felt personal like what vendetta did they have to him? And they were so inaccurate, so to have a whole episode on it?

And i was freaking out!! Like telling everyone im the biggest ryan fan to exist. i know this stuff is wrong, this is insane, he’s so niche. So im like rewinding a bunch of times to explain things to people, and even then in my head i was like “im gonna hav4e to find this episode and anaylze it fully when i get home”

They were literally playing powerslide, and like......god in jeans in the show it was WILD.

Just so weird. 

Then we were dort of drinking and smoking. On a house that was virtually one the water. OH YEA, we were at Fripp Island?/

And our house, like the basement room was connected to a back patio, that was basically a dock. And there was a hottub and a bar right by the water. 

So at one point in the dream. I was dressed to the nines, so hot but very drunk. It was the end of the night and i was trying to get all my things, get changed, shower maybe, and just go to bed.

Like i was like, im way drunker than i should be. And for some reason there were a significant amount of people who werent our family?? in the house. Or like DISTANT family. And like “family of family” like for example. Jennifer V and her husband and HER 7 little kid cousins from her other side thats not related to us. Like just random and people we didnt know like that, but it was a mansion. 

Anyway i was insecure about being sloppy. SO i was trying my very best to not be a mess and pretend to be sober but i was struggling and ofc im trying to grab all my things by the hottub and outdoor bar. And there are these guys out there and i could tell they were not only sexualizing me, but seeing me as like a *hot* drunk messy slut. Like idk how to describe it, like judging me in a misogynisic guy way but wanted to fuck. 

Not important, it was just hard because i was around the bar and was so scared i was gonna fall into the water because i had such little control of my bearings.....because it was a dream. 

Last weird thing.....

I was walking around the mansion and i saw a guy from highschool....like Co**** F***g***** 

And it was so random and weird??? Like why the FUCK am i in Fripp Island on my family christmas vacation and fucking CF is just like walked past me in the kitchen. Like i was like what the FUCK is going on, just in a funny way. Like how odd. I havent been friends with him since 6th grade?? Like i just know of him. I didnt even talk to him in highschool. Such an odd choice. 

And AA was who “knew” him and the one person he was with. And she was letting him stay in our house. So she came to my room and was like “Arie do you know CF, he told me he knows you and that he’s super proud of you for graduating psu” and im like WHAT CF SAID HE WAS PROUD OF ME????

Yesss i know him but this is so random. Then she was like “oh lemme bring him to the room” and i was like oh brother

[iwadori]

Haikyu Boys when they make you insecure PT 2(Atsumu,Suna)

Part 1 Part 2 Part 3  Part 4  Part 5 Part 6

word count: 1.6K

Genre: angst,fluff

Masterlist

Atsumu:

You have been dating the great setter of the MSBY Jackals since your third year in highschool 

You’ve always been okay with his profession 

Even when it comes with the adoring fans he has (the ones that don’t necessarily like you..)

And the away games he goes to, that you can’t always go to because of your job.

You and Atsumu got to spend all of quarantine together, which was challenging at times. As you and Atsumu sometimes did have conflicting personalities but you loved being together for 8months + altogether. 

But now with the restrictions being lifted, Atsumu got to go back to practice and playing some games although you still got to work from home. Over lockdown, you do feel like you gained a bit of weight (which you didn’t pay much attention to since didn’t everyone gain some weight?) 

However, today you were scrolling through twitter, smiling fondly at the recent tweet ‘tsumu made about you;

@ ThebetterMiya: ‘Remember this @ *Insert your twitter handle here* ‘ 

It was a picture of the two of you in high school in your second year, with you giving Atsumu a hug just after his game against Karasuno. The memory made you smile, but your positive thoughts stopped after seeing a particular comment... “Y/N has definitely let herself go” it read.

 To your surprise Atsumu even liked the comment, you didn’t want to overthink things as you know that Atsumu just unconsciously likes comments and tweets without thinking all the time. But you can’t lie and say you didn’t agree with the comment. 

For the rest of the day, you spent your time googling and searching personal trainers and gyms that were open for you to go to and new healthy diet plans to try

.Atsumu came home a while later, tired and grumpy claiming that coach worked him extra hard in practice. Because of your newfound idea to start eating and being more healthy, you decided to have one last day of ‘letting go’ so your ordered yours and ‘tsumu’s favourite take out.

Whilst eating dinner, you were going INNN as you should  because this is basically your ‘last meal�� you were going to have. ‘tsumu caught onto your cavemen-like way of eating which made him chuckle a bit. “Hey babe, woahh you’re really hungry aren’t ya?” 

His comment threw you off, even though you know that he probably didn’t mean anything by it but from the comment on his twitter earlier and how you already feel about yourself it just didn’t help.

“Well what do you mean about that?” you say a little agressively “you think i’m getting bigger right?”

Your question threw him off guard since he didn’t mean that “well Y/N I know you’ve kinda let youself go a bit and you’re obviously not the weight you were when we 16 but-” before he could finish you get up out of your seat and rushed to your room with tears in your eyes, missing the end of his sentence which was “but I still think you’re beautiful” he murmurs.

He decided to give you some space for a bit, and before approaching he see’s your phone ringing (lets just say you and Atsumu have ultimate trust so you can answer eachothers phones :3) “Hello is this Y/N L/N” the person on the otherside of the phone asked 

“No, this is Miya Atsumu” your boyfriend replied 

“Oh! Miya-san i’m a big fan of you!” he started making Atsumu chuckle “I was just calling Y/N to say i’m available next week saturday to start training”

‘Training?’ Atsumu thought “Can I ask what training you’re preparing for with Y/N” he asks

“Oh I am a personal trainer.” he replied “ Well that’s all I can say, can you please tell Y/N-san to call me again so we can work out times.” he ended the call.

Atsumu goes into your shared-bedroom where he finds you on your laptop looking at ‘weight loss’ tips. He goes over to you and closes your laptop lid and pulls your hand to lead you to the mirror in the room. He stands you in front of it and puts his arms around your waist and his head on your shoulder.

“You’re beautiful Y/N” he says, sparking more tears in your eyes “I think you misunderstood what I said earlier, you. are. goregous. babe” he says punctuating every single word. “Even, if you feel like you gained weight, or lost weight or whatever I will always think your beautiful. If you feel like you want or need to change I will definitely support you along the way, but I think you’re amazing Y/N.”

“Thank you ‘tsumu” you start “ I do feel a bit insecure about the way I look right now, and I’m sorry for my abrupt leave at dinner but I do feel like my body is gross but I do want to try to see myself the way you see me.”

After many efforts from Atsumu, you definitely fell back in love with your body wether you were bigger or small you didn’t care cause you knew you were beautiful either way and so did Atsumu which he reminded you of that every single day.

AN: Can someone give me a synonym for beautfiul lmao cause that’s the only word I can think to use lol.

Suna:

You and Suna have always surprised people when they find out that you’re together.

Since your loud and talkative personality mixed with his quiet and nonchalantness is that a word? seems to not work well for other people

But opposites attract right?

You just finished the last episode of Kakegurui and were excited for your boyfriend to come home so you can tell him about it. You and Suna have been dating for a few years, after you confessed to him in front of all the boys in the gym in your 3rd year.

Suna enters the house mumbling a soft “Hi Y/N” to which you responded back with “Hi suna” rushing towards your boyfriend with a big hug. 

He slightly recoiled back out of your hug making you frown, to which he used the excuse of ‘I smell bad from practice let me take a shower.’ Whilst he was in the shower you decided to make some dinner for you both since it seems that Suna is a bit ‘grumpy’ today.

Once he exits the shower, and gets changed, he sees the table set out with the delicious food you made. You exit the bathroom to see him sat down already eating his plate. “How do you like it ?” you ask him wanting to know his opinion on your food.

“It’s good” he mumbles, continuing to shove food in his mouth. A bit bothered by the lack of response, you decide to talk about the newest episode in the hopes of lighting the mood. “Last episode of Kakegurui was great Rin, you should’ve seen it I really love mary. She’s great, I am a Mary Saotome simp through and through I still didn’t get the game they played but who cares? I can’t wait for season 3 to come out, I’ve already ordered the first 3 volumes of the Kakegurui twin manga, do you think it’s as good as the manga since I do think it’ll probably be better since it is Mary-centric and who hates mary since she-” You ramble on not taking notice of the bubbling annoyance that Suna seemed to have.

“Can you just shut up Y/N” he shouted making you flinch “ You’re so fucking talktative gosh” he got up and left the house slamming the door shut making you jump again. 

Instead of wallowing in your bed you decide on going out the library to go and read a good book (something that always makes you feel better) forgetting the harsh tone that Suna used with you. You were only trying to lighten the mood...

You got too engrossed with your books to notice how the sun is now gone and it was pitch black outside, the librarian notified you that it was time to go, you figure that if Suna was back at home he would’ve cooled down now so you can have a proper conversation which to be honest, you didn’t really want one.

Once you enter your house, Suna rushes towards you enveloping you in a big hug murmuring a “Oh thank god I was so worried” he tried to give you a kiss on the forehead but you recoil out of it, just as he did to you earlier. 

“I think i’m going to go to bed Rin” you say quietly trudging towards your bedroom and getting immediately in your bed. Suna stood there in the spot you left him in feeling bad for what he said to you at dinner. He goes into you bedroom and see you on your bed and silently gets into it next to you.

“Y/N I know you probably don’t want to hear me right now, but I am sorry” You don’t respond but slowly move closer to him letting him put his arm around you. Because of your silence Suna continues to speak “Umm...I watched the last episode earlier and you were right Mary Saotome is the goat but.... yumeko is better” he said teasingly 

This made you smile, as this is what you wanted a nice moment with your boyfriend talking about the last episode of your favourite show. You spend the rest of the night arguing over which character is better and decide to start Demon Slayer together, with Suna enjoying your after episode talks that you have.

AUTHOR NOTE: I was really excited to write for Suna and Atsumu but I have a fat migraine so i’m so sorry for it not being thattt gooood today :// but I hope you enjoy it regardless 

#haikyu x reader #haikyuu x reader comfort #haikyuu fluff #haikyu angst #atsumu scenarios #atsumu x female reader #atsumu fluff #atsumu x reader #atsumu angst #suna x reader #suna angst #suna fluff #haikyuu suna #suna scenarios #signedwithane😌

[tarosin]

the great adventures of y/n tommy tubbo jack and ranboo - how y/n made friends with everyone

this is an extra to the great adventures series

requested: yes/no

warnings: cursing

tommy

you were actually friends with tommy when he was streaming to a few viewers, and you even watched as his channel grew. eventually he asked you to mod for him, as he knew he could trust you and because had experience being a twitch mod. he was also the reason you began streaming. as for how you met, you were in the same classes as him in highschool, and since you were the ‘quiet’ person in the class, they sat tommy next to you. honestly, you hated him when you first met him and the feeling was mutual. you didn’t want to sit next to the rather loud teenager and he had no one to talk to anymore as his friends were on the other side of the room.

“do you ever talk?”

“heh?”

“i said do you ever talk...do you always do that”

“do what”

“that fucking HeH.”

“are you mocking me simons?”

“noooo why would i do that...”

“it’s y/n.”

“right, yeah, yeah, i totally knew that.”

“great now please leave me alone i’m trying to work.”

“loser.”

“the fuck did you just say?”

“nothing.”

it was that moment tommy decided he was going to make you just like him, and a few years later that’s exactly what he did. by year 11 you and tommy had grown extremely close. the last day of school arrived a lot earlier than expected, everyone was extremely stressed, no one knew what to expect or what was going to happen. you found yourself hanging around with tommy a lot more as you had no idea if you would both be going to the same college, in september you received a text message that made your night:

tommy: college sent out emails telling you if you were accepted go check

*2 minutes later*

tommy: well?

y/n: i got accepted

tommy: me too

y/n: call me right now

tommy: i’m about to stream..have you ever considered streaming?

y/n: absolutely not

tommy: make an account and stream after me i’ll raid you..make me mod you know how people can be

once college started up, you were slightly nervous the two of you would drift away from each other. however this was far from the case, although you both did different subjects and he was only in on wednesdays, the pair of you would hang out together a lot more. he would be in your streams and vice versa, you would either be in his tiktoks, or you would be the one filming them.

“y/n make a tiktok we can be mutuals.”

“please god no.”

you spent so much time at his house either talking about random things, playing whatever game you could find, or streaming. he dragged you to every meet up he went on, allowing you to meet people such as niki, phil, and, wilbur. you didn’t know this, but he would constantly bring you up in conversations with dream, which eventually lead to you joining the smp in october where you would later be able to meet the likes of jack, technoblade and jschlatt. the only person you didn’t seem to see on the server was his other friend tubbo.

ranboo

you had become friends with scott after being his first twitch mod and when he noticed you started streaming, he was extremely supportive, always raiding your stream once he ended his. today you found yourself bickering with scott because he wouldn’t let you in mcc despite the fact you were ‘the best minecraft player.’

“y/n, i watched you die in minecraft 7 times last night within 5 minutes.”

“oh i’m sorry mr perfect, let me in mcc.”

“no.”

“fine i’ll make my own.”

and that’s exactly what you did..well you tried your best.

you started your stream as soon as scott ended and had him call you on discord after explaining to your chat what you were about to do.

“scott final chance let me in mcc, i’ll settle for access to the practice server.”

“fine.”

“REALLY?!”

“absolutely not!”

“fuck you, ill be in it one day!”

you left the call telling chat you didn’t need that negative energy in your life.

you really have scott to thank for you making friends with ranboo, scott made a tweet explaining what you were doing on stream which caught ranboos eye.

Smajor1995: after not making it into mcc again my good friend @y/n has decided to take it upon themselves to make their own on stream!! ill also be in the stream (if they answer my calls) *twitch link*

ranboo joined your stream and was instantly met with you yelling at scott (again) to let you in mcc.

“IM YOUR TWITCH MOD!”

“i will ban you from mcc!”

“you don’t have the nerve... so he left the call this is bullshit watch me land this water bucket clutch down this ravine so we can find axolotls and build an army.”

*you died*

you pulled your hood over your face before sinking down your chair taking a deep breath.

“FUCK!”

you calmly got back up and looked into your camera.

“i was so close, so very close.. HEY CHAT SCOTT SENT ME A LINK TO THE SERVER!”

a few minutes later you were able to get onto the server, only to be kicked less than a minute later. the reason you were banned being ‘i watched you fail the water bucket clutch down a ravine.’

you continued your build on your server and just spent the rest of the stream talking about anything that crossed your mind, that was until you decided to copy ace race. once finished, you looked into your camera and pulled your microphone closer to you.

“so this is race ace, so scott doesn’t sue me, and basically it’s going to be this course, but i’m going to change a random section practice it every day, not tell anyone it changed. of course i’m going to tell my team we have to win, oh fuck i forgot scott was watching my stream..it’s okay he didn’t hear me he’s too busy planning how he can rig the next mcc.”

ranboo found himself enjoying your content and even noticed you in his chat multiple times.

“just a minute chat i’m just sending an important dm to my mods.”

that’s when you noticed chat paused for a minute after you sent a message, it confused you for a minute before realising ranboo made you a vip on his channel and you decided to do the same for him on your channel, from there you added each other on discord. the pair of you made friends extremely quickly, you were constantly part of his streams as you would call him on discord not realising that he was streaming.

“hi y/n, by the way i’m streaming”

“i just wanted to ask if you knew how to break into a house?”

“....why”

“i locked myself out by accident and my parents are asleep come help me.”

“you are in the uk.”

“okay? catch a flight.”

chat honestly loved you and your friendship with ranboo. the pair of you only met a few weeks ago and you were already acting as though you had known each other for years.

jack

you and jack met for the first time on the smp, which would have been fine, however you met during lore and your characters weren’t exactly the best of friends. once lore had ended, everyone said their goodbyes and left the call. a few moments later you received a discord message from jack asking if you were available to call any time soon. since you were back in lockdown, you had plenty of free time. you arranged a time and date a few days later you called jack, where you had your first proper interaction out of character.

“hello jack!!”

“oh hi y/n i just thought it may be a good idea to get to know each other, well you know considering we’re both on the dream smp.”

“yeah, yeah, i understand what you mean.”

the pair of you ended up getting along with each other, it was slightly awkward for the first 5 minutes of the call, but that was expected since you hadn’t really met jack before and were anxious to call him. however, after that the conversation started to flow and you found out the pair of you had a lot in common making it easy to come up with things to talk about. it ended up feeling as though you were catching up with a friend you hadn’t spoken to for a while.

“has anyone told you your accent is really strong.”

“so is yours, y/n, what the fuck is that supposed to mean.”

“it means your accent is strong, duh.”

jack asked if you’d like to stay in call and join him on the smp whilst he streamed, and you gladly accepted the offer as you really didn’t want to do your college work, and you were enjoying your time with him. a few minutes into the stream jack had killed you several times.

“JACK STOP KILLING ME!”

rather than answering you he just sat laughing. he then went on to attempt to mute him microphone, he failed. however he didn’t realise this, so you sat listening to his plan on how he was going to kill you again. this time you were prepared, you sent a message to tommy telling him to log on along with your location. few minutes later tommy was by your side and helped you kill jack several times for revenge.

“Y/N...TOMMY!!”

“you didn’t mute your mic, so i told tommy you were bullying me.”

“im gonna go...BYE JACK, BYE Y/N, ILL SEE YOU SOON!”

“i can’t believe you.”

“hey you’re the one who didn’t turn your mic off.”

“how did you know?”

“i had your stream on my other monitor.”

“ayeee you watch my streams?”

“...i’ve been a sub for 4 months.”

the two of you stayed chatting and playing for another hour. the pair of you were already so close and you had only met each other the other day. this was just the start of your friendship, soon enough you were in a laugh and the stream ends challenge on his stream, however due to lockdown rules this was done over discord leading to you accidentally leaving the call several times.

“and they’re gone again!”

*4 minutes later*

“SORRY JACK IM BACK!”

“stop leaving y/n!”

“oh i’m sorry, let me just go yell at my wifi to stop cutting out!”

a few seconds later you could be heard faintly in the background screaming at your wifi as it would continue to buffer. as soon as restrictions were over one of the first things you decided to do was go to jacks and stream a laugh you lose where there was a punishment if you were responsible for losing the last heart. however everything was apparently hilarious in person as you would constantly laugh, meaning you were responsible for losing the last heart.

“y/n give me your phone.”

“no.”

“you lost let me tweet from your account”

“fine..”

soon enough your fans and friends with your notifications on received this twitter notification

“y/n: jack is so cool and funny he is also really tall i am not”

tubbo

tubbo was actually the last person you met and made friends with, your community were convinced for some reason that you both didn’t like each other and that’s why the pair of you didn’t talk to each other. this was far from the case you were both waiting for the right time, tubbo was an extremely busy teenager and you didn’t want to interrupt him, and tubbo knew you were currently in a stressful position since you had recently joined the dream smp, also you were still meeting people so he didn’t want to stress you out. this doesn’t mean he didn’t want to be your friend, he actually asked tommy since he had been your friend for at least 4 years what would be the best way of getting to know you.

“mate they hated me when we first met, just talk to them or something. you could have met them the last time i went up to visit you, but they ended up not feeling too good and went back to the hotel room.”

“when are you next coming up?”

“how about next week, and i’ll bring y/n, i really don’t understand why you’re nervous tubbo, it’s y/n they wouldn’t hurt a fly..well hmm.”

“see you next week then!”

a week later tommy dragged you to the train station.

“uh tommy where are we going?”

“...on a train.”

“no way, really? oh my god!”

a few hours later you finally got off the train.

“ill go with my dad to check into the hotel room, do you want to come with us or?”

“i think i’ll go for a walk and stretch my legs.”

“right okay, meet you at the beach later”

you spent a few minutes walking around the beach picking up any rocks and shells that caught your eye, little did you know it would result in you meeting tubbo. once you finished putting your new collection in your pockets you noticed a small crowd of people walk up to someone asking for pictures assuming it was tommy you walked over to the boy, it wasn’t tommy it was in fact tubbo. at first you stayed silent not wanting to really cause attention to yourself. you only spoke up when some people started to make inappropriate comments towards him.

“oh sorry to be a pain guys me and tubbo have plans with tommy in a few minutes, we should go so we’re not late. bye guys.”

you smiled and waved as they walked away. you looked over to tubbo, you could tell he was still pretty anxious about what just happened and honestly if you was in his position, you would react the same way.

“we should probably move from here incase they come back and see you’re still here, are you okay?”

“im feeling better now it’s over..thank you”

“oh it’s no problem i’m, y/n btw.”

“wait you and tommy were still meant to be on the train.”

“the train was actually on time, tommy went to check into the hotel i wanted to stretch my legs, i also wanted to collect some rocks.”

“did you collect enough or did you want more?”

“im not going to say no if you wanna go collect some with me.”

the pair of you walked around keeping each other close incase the people from before returned. half an hour later, the pair of you sat on a bench close to the beach so you could show tubbo everything you decided to pick up, he ended up keeping a rock he liked to have as a memory. tubbo wrapped an arm around you as it was getting cold whilst you watched the sunset.

“tubbo i think tommy forgot about me.”

“you can spend the night at mine, i’ll send him a message to let him know.”

“are you sure?”

“of course!”

“this has to be the most unsafe thing either of us will ever do, we hardly know each other and now i’m staying at yours.”

tommy sent you a message explaining that he didn’t forget, there was a problem at the other hotel and they had to go find another one, but you’ll be fine to stay at tubbos for the night. the pair of you spent the entire night learning as much as you can about the other person. it had only been an evening but you already knew the pair of you would be great friends.

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[momoshin]

Basketball player!Tzuyu - visiting her at a game wearing a jacket with her name on it

the moment tzuyu gives you her varsity jacket, was kind of the moment your relationship turned serious. everyone knew how hard it was for her to open up, to allow herself to feel things for anyone. and you knew that maybe you would never be the one who helped her overcome all her trauma. but you cared about her a lot, so you wanted to at least try.

she's always felt so comfortable with you, she trusted you very quickly, and for some reason was way more willing to show you affection than other people. but she always reminded you she didn't know if she could do a serious relationships in fear of getting hurt. you never pushed her. and eventually, she found herself thinking about a future with you. after highschool, after college, until the two of you were old

now, basketball was tzuyu's entire life, but then came you. so when she was told a scout would be watching, she had to let you know. it was an important game for her. and so

"will you wear my jacket to this game?" and tzuyu kisses you when you say yes, repeatedly, sort of thanking you for agreeing.

sana picks you up, something of tzuyu telling them about the game so dahyun and her would be joining. and she squeals when she sees you in it, because she's a sucker for the two of you and she knows how hard it must've been for tzu to ask something like that, so she makes sure to let you know it looks nice on you.

you always talk to your girl before a game. always. it helps her with the nerves, and it helps her specifically today that she has someone watching. so she kisses you goodbye before the game, and while you watch her play the entire three hours the game lasted, you didn't exactly see her until after she spoke with the scout.

the tall girl skips to you and your friends, already in cleaner clothes before pecking your lips and running your hand through your back, letting it graze against the number 24 embroidered on your (her) jacket.

"she said it was a really good game. she'd love to see me on their team" all three of you light up at that "so i'm invited for try outs"

"that's great news!" "oh my god, congrats tzu!"

but she only really cares about your opinion,

"what do you think about north carolina?" she blurts when the two of you are eating burgers in her car, parked at the beach just by it.

"mm, i guess it's a nice state, why?" you turn to look at her after biting on a fry "isn't duke there?"

"yeah" she nods "but i don't want to go without you, so if you don't want to go there i want you to tell me so i can look for scholarships elsewhere"

"baby..."

"i really want a future with you" she starts, a lot more serious than before. "and im not going anywhere if it only benefits me"

"tzu.." your eyes are watery with just her implying such things "i want a future with you too" your hand finds hers over the middle console. "let me do some research about north carolina, okay? we can figure this out"

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[reidsnose]

Black Eye

overview: reader and spencer go to reader's highschool reunion as a fake couple

genre: fluff i think

warnings: mild violence and swearing, a guy being kind of a total creep, and mentions of bullying

a/n: idk if its any good again just love the idea but it was inspired by a dream i had last night (thank you temporal lobe) so yeah let me know what yall think !! :) also im posting this at like ass oclock in the morning so whoops

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you and spencer had gotten yourselves in quite the situation.

your dreaded highschool reunion was just around the corner and you made the mistake of complaining about it to penelope. she was always trying to make everyones life easier (and more interesting) so when she heard you had no date she took it upon herself to find you one.

it didn't take a lot of looking, none at all actually; because Penelope had already been trying to figure out ways to get you and Reid together.

you two were undeniably perfect for each other. you were an amazing team at work, you hung out alone all the time (though both of you denied these hang out as being dates, Garcia had her own ideas on this), and you were both very obliviously head over heels for each other.

and somehow, through the magical ways of Penelope Garcia, you and Spencer were now sitting in the parking lot, fake married for your high school reunion.

"do we need to go over our back story again?" you worried, looking up at him.

"our backstory is basically all true anyway we just fall in love after a little bit. and i have an eidetic memory so i remember; you're my wife you should know this!" he joked, trying to relax you. "we got this! we're gonna be so married!"

Spencer had actually never been this nervous in his life but he was trying to be brave for you. it would be more embarrassing for you both to show up like nervous wrecks than if you had just come alone. he was just happy to get to be fake married to you.

"the marriedest!" smiled, fist bumping him.

"now lets go make some people jealous!" he chuckled getting out of the car and jogging over to your side, opening your door before you got the chance to; like a true gentleman.

you stuck out your hand which he happily took into his, neither of you commenting on the redness you both had sprinkled across your cheeks. as you walked in, you saw all the people you dreaded seeing.

the boys who tormented you were balding and the girls who made sure you felt awful everyday had wrinkles riddling there skin. you were surrounded by botched botox and bleached blonde to cover graying hair. you felt terrible to admit it, but you were a little happy to see that their beauty had faded like this; they made their looks their whole personality in high school, you couldn't help but wonder what was left for them to be. not that it mattered, but you and Spencer were undeniably the most attractive couple there.

you actually had an ok time, you had spotted a few of your friends that you hadn't seen in quite a few years and it was nice to catch up.

Spencer had wondered a bit, but not too far, he was talking to some guys who used to be in science club when you were younger. you smiled at the thought of what they might be talking about.

"y/n! hey youve really filled out!" you heard a gruff voice from behind you.

you turned around and were met with the very unappealing face of the ex quarterback. Spencers attention had been caught at the sound of your name.

"um..hello," you muttered, trying to covertly back away from him.

"i see youve got a ring, interesting i dont remember us getting married!" he said in an incredibly creepy tone.

"do you know im a federal agent now?" you said through a gritted smile.

spencer had already begun walking towards you, he could tell something was off.

"ill tell you what sweetheart," he put his hand on your shoulder, pulling you slightly closer to him, "you can put me in handcuffs any day."

you threw his hand off of you and drew back your fist, but were cut off before you could deliver the punch but his hand engulfing your own, and squeezing.

"THATS MY WIFE!" spencer yelled in a voice you had never heard from him before.in the blink of an eye he was standing between in front of him. "do not ever talk to her like that, let alone lay a finger on her or so help me God i will-"

"what beanpole? what are you gonna do? what if i did this?" the man asked.

and then he sent a swift punch to Spencer's face.

thats gonna leave a mark.

in a matter of seconds, Spencer had him overpowered, laying face first on the floor with his hands uncomfortably angled behind him, completely helpless.

"now i'm going to let you go and you're going to walk out of here unharmed. if you try anything like that again, ill let my wife handle you. and i promise if she gets a hold of you, you'll be a dead son of a bitch." Spencer muttered in the mans ear, gruffly pulling him up by his collar and shoving him towards the door.

"were leaving." you said, grabbing Spencer's hand, trying to ignore how incredibly attractive he looked right now.

"babe if you want to stay we can stay," he offered as if he didn't just have his shit kicked in by a coward with misogynistic tendencies.

"honey, i want to take you home," you smiled, liking the way it felt to call him a pet name. you walked into the parking lot, "what were you thinking?"

"i was thinking this guy is trying to hurt you and i was not going to ever let that happen." he answered confidently as you two reached the car. "plus this totally made the marriage thing more believable. i wouldn't get a black eye for just anyone."

"thank you. i'm sorry you got punched trying to protect me." you sighed, feeling incredibly awful about the whole thing.

he chuckled, "id do it again."

you fought hard against the blush creeping up your face.

"i gotta say, the black eye really suits you. you look pretty badass." you chuckled, trying to change the subject before it got too sappy and you said something you shouldn't.

"maybe it should just be my new look," he joked, looking down at a ping from his phone. "uh oh."

"we have a case?" you asked.

"yep. and hotch wants us in the office asap which means we cont stop by either of our houses." he sighed before starting the car.

the drive was mostly silent. but a comfortable silence. Spencer thought about how in the moment, he didn't care how many punches the guy threw at him, as long as it meant you were ok, he was willing to take it. he knew he loved you far before that moment but that truly solidified it.

at the same time you were thinking of how quickly your time as a 'married couple' was over. it felt so right to call Spencer yours. so unexplainably perfect for the two of you to be together. if only your time wasn't cut short by a sucker punch.

you neared the building's parking lot. you looked over at Spencer who you could very easily tell was lost in his own world.

"whats going on in that beautiful head of yours?" you asked, causing him to stifle a smile.

"just thinking." he answered.

"what about?"

"us." he stated, pulling into his parking spot.

oh. oh.

"do tell."

he hesitated, "if i tell you, and you disagree, do you promise it wont change anything about us?"

"i promise."

"did it feel right to you? us being together?" he asked, his eyes innocent and filled to the brim with a mixture of anxiety and adoration as he looked at you.

"yes. it absolutely did. and i was so mad at the assclown for cutting our time short," you admitted, "and punching you in the eye, obviously."

"i- i'm not sure how to ask this but- do you...would you..sorry i-" he stammered.

"yes."

you cut him off, pressing your lips to his. his hand gently cupped your face, deepening the kiss and you both felt like you were on cloud nine.

"thats exactly what i was trying to say," he cracked a dopey smile, causing you to chuckle.

"i've been trying to say it for so long." you confessed, causing him to smile impossibly wider, "we gotta go hotch is waiting."

"just one more kiss?" he asked, which you gave in to, obviously. and then another. and another.

maybe it was good thing that he got a black eye that day, because when you got to the office the whole team was so focused on it they didn't even notice the hint of your lipstick left on spencers lips.

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[milkybonya]

cheer up, buttercup!

order #001: large banana milk tea with pudding and grass jelly for Cha Eunwoo, requested by my lovely @daybreakx !

-> enemies to lovers! & college!Cha Eunwoo x (gn) reader

-> warnings: some angst and food mentions! also drinking/alcohol mentions and everyone is really mean to the reader >:0

-> where Eunwoo is the president of your department and you're the vice president. you work your hardest but always end up second to him.

[a/n]: i'm sorry for the CHAOS that this is and i feel like there is minimal (?) fluff but i hope you enjoYY THIS WAS FUN

You and Eunwoo had major beef. There wasn't even an event that started it all, but Eunwoo treated you with such disrespect from the start. And of course, anyone who disrespected you was on your list of... well, the closest thing to a list of enemies.

The first time you met him was in freshman year at the orientation before classes began. There was a basketball game going on and Eunwoo was playing. You watched from the sidelines in the shade, cheering him on at first because he was playing on behalf of your department.

Then, the ball flew in your direction. Eunwoo had tried to get the ball back for his team, but ended up accidentally throwing it towards you.

Luckily, it fell somewhere to your left, but it gave you such a fright that you stood up and started panting.

A few of the people who were playing rushed over to make sure you were okay, but Eunwoo didn't even throw a look your way.

"You, from our department? Just throw the ball back!" was all he said to you.

It made your blood boil.

Eunwoo was known for being a little blunt anyway, but he definitely went out of his way to grind your gears.

"Where is the president?" the social convenor asked.

You sighed, checking the time and noticing that Eunwoo was fifteen minutes late.

"If I knew where he was... If only I knew," you mumbled.

"Why is Eunwoo even the president, anyway?" another member of the student council asked.

"Because he's hot and cool and everyone likes him!" a girl squealed. You couldn't even remember what her position in the student council was, but judging by her comment, you realized that she must be here just for Eunwoo.

"He's absolutely dumb, does nothing all day yet somehow gets A's! Of course, why wouldn't he be the president?" your tone was dripping with sarcasm and your anger was almost about to overflow.

Until that man walked into the meeting room, at last.

"I'm dumb and do nothing all day? Why, thank you. I'm here, now," Eunwoo declared, strolling towards his seat. He had his black leather jacket slung over a shoulder.

God, I hate my life, you thought to yourself.

"That's what [y/n], said, but I don't think that way!" the girl who squealed earlier spoke.

"Thanks, Stacy."

Eunwoo only flashed her a quick smile before he sat back in his seat.

"So, what are we doing?"

"What do you mean, 'what are we doing'? We have an open house tomorrow and tons of high school students will be checking on our department! You're the president, you were supposed to-"

Eunwoo hushes you by raising up his hand from where it was resting on his thigh.

"It's all good, I've got it sorted."

He slammed down a notebook onto the table.

"I've taken notes on how open houses have been previously organized and have put them all in this book. I highlighted the events that seemed like they had a lot of potential, so look through those and decide on something, alright? I'll be off," Eunwoo explained, standing up.

"Where are you going?" you almost spat out at Eunwoo. He walks in here, makes a fool out of you and then decides to leave?

"To go 'be dumb and do nothing all day'. Isn't that what you said I do?"

He glared at you slightly before leaving the room.

"[y/n], you made Nunu so angry! Nunu, don't be mad, come back!" Stacy screamed, chasing after him.

You sighed, running your fingers through your hair.

"This idiot really thought I wouldn't know about the past open houses..."

You slam down the notebook that you had also brought.

"Damn... so he really just provided us some useless info and left?" the social convenor asks, shaking their head.

"Yeah, pretty much," you say.

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So how did you and Eunwoo end up as vice president and president, anyway? Well, these positions were given to the students with the highest grades. Eunwoo had the highest, so he was given the title of president. You were trailing close behind, and were given the title of vice president.

You always told yourself that you should have been the president, and rightfully so! Eunwoo never did anything but play games on his phone, anyway.

When the open house event finally rolled around, you and Eunwoo were supposed to give a speech in a lecture hall to get the day started. It was mostly to welcome the high school students and lift the spirits of everyone there, not too big of a deal!

But still, big enough of a deal that Eunwoo should have shown up.

He didn't. And you were anything but surprised.

Forced to deliver your speech and somehow improvise along the way to make up for Eunwoo's missing presence, you were shocked to find that the audience started clapping right as you finished. It felt as though your hard work had paid off, and you stepped back, smiling at everyone in the crowd.

Until Eunwoo walked up to the mic, flashing a smile of his own and greeting everyone.

Yep, they had all been clapping for him, not for you.

Eunwoo turned and looked at you, mouthing, "did you prepare my script?"

"You were supposed to do that! Do I look like your secretary?"

Eunwoo scowled at you and turned to everyone who was seated. He ended up repeating a bunch of the same things that you had said and received an enthusiastic applause. You sighed from behind the curtains, wondering why Eunwoo always got the credit for all your hard work. It was probably his looks, but still.

Throughout the day, you walked around campus and ensured that everything was running smoothly. Eunwoo was supposed to be doing the same, you hoped, and you asked him this when you ran into him outside of the campus student centre.

"Have you been walking around like you were supposed to?"

"I'll deal with my business on my own," he said, almost scoffing at you. He was standing there scrolling through his phone.

"This isn't 'your business'? We're literally supposed to be working together!"

"Stop nagging me, [y/n]. I don't like it when you do that," he grumbled.

"Yeah, well I don't like you!" you yelled, storming away from him. You felt... very embarrassed. What kind of comeback was that? It sounded like something a child would say... oh, well.

You saw your friend handing out some goodies at a table outside and approached them.

"How's it going, vice president?" they asked you, handing you a snack.

"Terrible," you groaned, opening it and eating some.

"Why, what's up?"

"Cha Eunwoo is being a pain in the butt, as always," you sighed.

"You might want to watch what you say," your friend mumbled, pointing behind you.

You turned around a little too late as the snack in your hands was whisked away by Cha Eunwoo himself.

"You're the only pain in the butt here, [y/n]," he said, eating your snacks.

"What are you doing here?! You should be on the other side of campus!" you yelled.

"And you shouldn't be here, either," Eunwoo said with a glare.

"Can y'all go argue somewhere else? You're scaring the highschoolers away," your friend complained, nodding in the direction of some highschoolers who were hesitant to approach the snack stand because you and Eunwoo were arguing.

"Go attend to your duties, [y/n]," Eunwoo huffed, walking away from you.

You angrily stomped the ground, walking away and feeling a little embarrassed because you could feel the high schoolers watching you.

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"[y/n], why won't you learn from Eunwoo a bit? I understand that he's the president and you're only the vice, but you could have at least prepared what we needed you to prepare!" the director of your department told you, shaking her head at you.

You tried to contain yourself and looked down as you rolled your eyes. The only reason Eunwoo was more prepared than you were today was because he had stolen what you prepared and claimed it was his instead.

"I understand, I'm sorry."

"You're at risk of getting your position taken away, [y/n]! This is a warning."

After leaving the director's office, you were met wih a grinning Eunwoo who was sat on the couches in the lobby.

"What are you looking at?" you asked him.

"Thanks for these papers, [y/n]," he said, holding up your hard work.

"I didn't even give them to you. You took them from me, but okay," you said, leaving him there.

You walked to a coffee shop that was on the same floor to get something to refresh yourself. Since it was so early in the morning on a weekend, the building was fairly quiet and empty. It wasn't hard to overhear a conversation.

"Eunwoo, I think [y/n] has not been taking their vice president duties seriously these days. Do you think we should find someone else?"

The director's voice.

"Do the other members of student council agree?"

Eunwoo's voice.

"I haven't spoken to them-"

"Then [y/n] remains as vice. I haven't seen any sort of slacking or a lack of seriousness from them, and I don't think anyone else is fit for the role."

Did Eunwoo just... compliment and defend you?

You turned around with your drink in hand to find that it was indeed Eunwoo talking with your director. Then, you quickly scurried away to avoid being seen by them, feeling very confused.

-

"Cheers!" everyone shouted around the table, clinking their glasses together before downing their contents. After a successful open house, everyone had gathered at a bar to celebrate. You squirmed in your spot beside Eunwoo, feeling uncomfortable. He rolled his eyes at you and shifted even closer to you, leaving you with less room to sit than before.

"Is that better?" he asked, smirking at you.

You frowned, pressing your foot on top of his clearly new shoes.

"Is that better?" you asked him.

"Why are you guys so close? Are you about to kiss or something?" one of the student council members asked.

"No! Ew-"

"And what if we did?" Eunwoo asked, glaring at the member.

What the hell?

The member looked down at their drink, unsure of what to say. The atmosphere grew awkwardly quiet until someone asked if everyone wanted more drinks, to which there were murmurs of agreement.

"Hey, [y/n], I overheard the director talking with you in her office today. Did she really threaten to kick you out as vice president?" the student council member next to you asked.

You laughed awkwardly, already feeling uncomfortable.

"Yeah... I'm working hard, though! So I'm sure it won't happen."

"Are you sure? You weren't able to prepare what the director asked you to, and there's been countless times where Eunwoo has always had to do things for you..."

You were in such shock. Everyone in student council knew that Eunwoo just acted like he was on top of everything, meanwhile you were doing all the work. Even for his grades, he never studied but was at the top because of all the people who handed him study notes and past tests to get his attention. You worked so hard...

"... I get that you're the vice president, but shouldn't you be trying a little harder? Hey... [y/n]? Are you crying?"

You couldn't help it... it had all been building up until now. You didn't even realize you were crying, though, until this guy pointed it out to you. His hand on your shoulder felt like it was suffocating you...

"What the hell have you been on about, you idiot?" Eunwoo growled from your right. You turned to him and he was glaring at the boy who had been talking to you.

"I-"

"Don't even talk. There's nothing but garbage coming out of your mouth. Come on, [y/n], let's go," Eunwoo said, grabbing your hand and guiding you out of there.

You were extremely confused, but more than anything, you were just sad. So you didn't stop Eunwoo when he led you outside of the bar.

"Is everything okay? Take some deep breaths." Eunwoo was staring right into your eyes as he spoke to you, reaching out his thumb to gently wipe your tears away.

"What's... going on?"

"That idiot was saying some useless garbage so I brought you out here. I can leave if you want to be alone-"

"No! No, please don't go," you begged, holding on tightly to his sleeve. You couldn't help it, you completely broke down and found yourself sobbing into his chest. What was weirder was that Eunwoo had his arms wrapped around you and was rubbing your back...

After you calmed done, Eunwoo insisted that he walk you back to your dorm.

"Why are you being so nice to me?" you asked him, sniffling quietly.

He threw his hands in his pockets and stared at the ground.

"I don't like it when people are mean to you, [y/n]," he said quietly.

"But you're mean to me all the time!" you pointed out.

"You're the one who started being mean to me!" Eunwoo whined.

You stopped walking.

"I started being mean to you? Eunwoo, you know you're the one who threw a basketball at me that day and never apologized, right?"

Eunwoo stared at the dark sky for a moment as he tried to remember what you were talking about. Then his eyes widened and he looked at you.

"Oh... I swear, there's an explanation-"

"There better be!"

"This is going to sound dumb but... I felt too shy to look at you... which is why I avoided you like that."

What? Eunwoo, the most cocky and arrogant president you know, was shy?

"Why in the world were you shy, Eunwoo?"

It wasn't just the slight breeze in the air that was turning his cheeks red, now. He was about to tell you something important.

"Ever since the first day at the orientation week... I thought you were really... attractive. And then, learning about you through all the icebreakers just made things worse. I don't really know how to handle my feelings, so maybe that's why I came across as so rude."

There was silence as you processed everything and starting walking to your dorm again.

"Eunwoo... if you had just cleared this all up a little sooner, we wouldn't have been like cats and dogs," you said, laughing nervously and touching the back of your neck.

"I know, I'm sorry."

"Do you still... like me?" you asked him quietly.

Eunwoo paused before answering. "I don't think I could ever just stop liking you."

Both of you giggled at his cheesy words. You felt like you were on another planet. The boy you'd hated so much turned out to have a crush on you?

"You don't need to tell me how you feel anytime soon. I know there's been a lot of misunderstandings... so let's just clear those up first?" Eunwoo cocked his head to one side.

"If you get to my dorm faster than me, I'll consider it!" you yelled before running in the direction of your residence building.

"I don't even know where you live!" Eunwoo yelled after you, following you along.

"What kind of president are you? You don't even know where your vice president lives?" you yelled back, sticking your tongue out at him.

Suddenly, Eunwoo caught up to you and started racing ahead. Of course he knew where you lived. He liked you.

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