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The GED

Pairing - Grumpy!Bucky Barnes x Sunshine!Reader Summary - There's more than one way to be smart. Or so you've been told. But how on Earth do you go about proving that you're not (the stupid, illiterate Avenger) dumb?

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"Can you please just listen to me?" Sam begs you. "I'm telling you this is a bad idea."

"Or it's an amazing idea and it'll all be for the better!" you counter, plating the last of your freshly baked chocolate chip cookies.

He snatches a cookie from the plate when he thinks you're not watching, "Or you'll make an already strained relationship like ten times worse."

You glare at him, snatching the cookie back and placing it back on the plate, "Or by then end of the day we'll have a new set of friends."

Bucky groans, entering the room just in time to hear your rebuttal to Sam's negativity, "Please, not more friends. I don't like the ones I have as it is."

"See?" Sam wildly gestures to Bucky. "When do we ever agree on anything? It just proves that this is a terrible idea!"

"Hi," Bucky finally greets you, gently pecking your lips. "Missed you. Now, who exactly are we trying to make friends with?"

"The SHIELD agents downstairs," you blithely reply.

Bucky quirks an eyebrow at you, "Why? They hate us."

"That's exactly what I said!" Sam frantically exclaims.

"Have we ever asked ourselves why they hate us?" you muse. "Maybe we need to be a little nicer to them."

"Or maybe it's because they're bitter and jealous that we're better than them," Sam remarks.

"Well, it's definitely not because of Sam's incredible sense of humility," Bucky sarcastically retorts.

"Shut up," Sam snarks. "And we are better. Our stats are better, we get first pick of assignments, our mission times are like a third of theirs, Fury trusts us a hell of a lot more, and we get all the good snacks."

"And that means we can't be friends?" you rhetorically ask. "We work together all the time!"

"Listen, it's not that bad of a deal," Bucky tries to convince you. "They tolerate us. We tolerate them. It's never caused a problem on missions or anything, so who cares? Not everyone in this world is going to like you."

"Who else doesn't like me?" you frantically question, quirking an eyebrow at Bucky.

"Everyone likes you," Bucky assures you.

"Except the people downstairs," Sam teases.

"That's it!" You throw your hands up in frustration. "I'm going down there. I'm just going to bring these cookies down there and talk to them. They're just people, I'm sure they're all really nice!"

"Nice going," Bucky mutters to Sam, elbowing him in the ribs. "Come on, can't we just leave well enough alone? Isn't it enough that the people who actually know you like you? And not to mention, I like you and I don't like anybody."

"Aww.." you coo at Bucky, caressing his cheek. "Nope, too late, I'm committed."

"Why?" Sam groans. "You're never going to get everyone in the world to like you!"

"Oh, yes, I can! I've spend my entire time out in the world cultivating a personality that's impossible not to like just to satisfy my compulsive people pleasing tendencies."

Bucky's eyebrows furrow as a teasing smile pulls at the corner of his mouth, "People really don't see this side of you enough."

Sam nods, "You're a little scary when you think people don't like you."

"Scary or strangely endearing?" you wonder.

"Scary! Definitely scary!"

Bucky sighs to himself, pinching the bridge of his nose, "You're not going to leave this alone, are you?"

You beam at the two of them, scooping up the plate of cookies, "Not even a little bit."

"It's a bad idea!" Sam bellows down the corridor as you walk away from him.

You roll your eyes as you step onto the elevator and tell Friday to take you to the third floor, where the SHIELD agents typically hung out.

It wasn't a bad idea. It was a great idea. What could go wrong with trying to bring people closer together? They were just people. They were people you had to trust with your lives, why not get to know them a little bit more?

As you step off the elevator, you immediately notice that this layout is almost identical to the one upstairs, except without all the extravagant touches of Tony Stark. You amble down the hallway, looking for a sign of anyone. You figure if the layout is the same, their common room will be in the same place as the one upstairs.

You're right, you realize when you start to hear faint voices from where you thought their common room would be. Even all the way down the hall, voices echo off the walls as you make your way closer.

You certainly don't mean to eavesdrop or listen into a conversation that you're not supposed to hear.

No, you definitely don't mean to eavesdrop on your new friends, but the open floor plan does nothing to dampen the sounds of their booming voices.

"Yeah, I leave first thing tomorrow," an unfamiliar voice sighs.

"Who with?" someone else asks.

You don't like the way they spit Bucky's name out in disgust, "Barnes."

"Oh, he's the worst!" the same voice dramatically groans. You silently scoff at the insinuation that Bucky was the worst. "He just sits and stares like he's got nothing better to do."

"Please, I'd take him over his girlfriend any day," a different female scoffs.

You freeze at the mention of yourself. You know you should go. You shouldn't be listening to this. The things they were saying were definitely not nice, but neither was eavesdropping.

"Oh come on, she's not that bad."

You sigh in relief, feeling a little better that someone was defending you. You could go upstairs and tell Sam that he was wrong, not all the SHIELD agents were that bad.

And in the next second, you were proved very, very wrong.

"She's just such an idiot!" Your stomach twists in knots as the same SHIELD agent continues complaining about you. This is what you got for eavesdropping, you tell yourself. They're entitled to their own opinions about you. Better yet, you could change their minds and show them that there was more to you than what meets the eye. You just don't want to believe that people can be this mean, that it's so easy for them to be this casually cruel. They just didn't know you. You were sure that if they did know you all, they wouldn't be saying such awful things. "I don't know what everyone sees in her, but I swear I can see right through that whole Sunshine act."

"I dunno, she acted like that on the last mission I had with her."

"She didn't let up? Not once?"

"Nope! The whole time."

"I'd rather get caught by the bad guys then deal with her for a whole week."

"Who knows, maybe Barnes likes them dumb," the agent giggles. The words feel like a punch to the gut. You want to leave, to turn on your heels and pretend like you never heard a thing, but you're frozen in shock. "Like a Stepford Wife thing."

"If that's true, then they'll be together forever," the same agent, the one going on a mission with Bucky tomorrow, jokes.

"What do you think they even talk about?"

"Who knows?"

"My question is what kind of adult makes it knowing as little as she does?"

"The kind with Fury in their back pocket."

"Exactly! It's the only reason she's even apart of the team. I'd bet anything she's never even picked up a book."

"Can I tell you guys something?" an agent exclaims. "Someone got into a bunch of their files upstairs. And guess what? She can't even read! She's illiterate! An illiterate Avenger!"

Your blood runs cold. Those were private. They held so much intimate information about you and your history and they were using it to make fun of you, make fun of the people that chose to love you.

You weren't sure what was worse, that they were using your past to make fun of you, or that they knew intimate details of your past, they knew the torment you were put through as a child and they still thought it was funny, they still used it as a way to belittle you. As though you had any control over it. As though it was your fault.

It's only then that you realize that tears are staining your cheeks, that you're still standing in the hallway with a plate of cookies as a peace offering for the SHIELD agents making fun of you and your friends.

"Probably doesn't even know what a book is. Maybe her next mission should be a day of kindergarten."

It's mean. It's meaner than they have any right to be, but a lightbulb goes off in your head as you finally regain the ability to leave.

You furiously wiped away your tears, storming down the corridor and back to your side of the Compound. You leave the plate of pastries on the counter for your team mates.

And you made a decision right then and there. You wouldn't cry. You wouldn't try to convince them that you were smart. You would just do better. Be better. You were going to show them that you could be more than the illiterate Avenger.

In that very moment, you decide your very next mission: School.

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the-forest-library · 8 days

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Look at the super fun reading trope teas I got for my birthday

#thank you kylie #tea #books #booklr #reading #bookish #bibliophile #fantasy #romance novels #enemies to lovers #only one bed #grumpy sunshine #dragons #potions #tflo #cliche tea

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purplecoffee13 · 3 months

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Mr. Sunshine - Masterlist

“Harry is a chipper guy with a dimpled smile, amazing coffee, and a need for a tutor. You are a smart girl with an obsession with caffeine and a distaste for people. Harry has been infatuated with you from the day he met you, and now he’s determined to spend more time with you, even if that means bribing you with coffee.”

• Part One

• Part Two

• Part Three

• Part Four* coming soon

#harry styles #fanfic #writing #blurb #fanfiction #smut #harry #one direction #one shot #excerpt #fluff #grumpy sunshine trope #grumpy sunshine

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buckyandgeraltsupremacy · 2 years

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When He Knew (Azriel x Fem!Reader)

azriel x fem!reader

a little blurb about how azriel knew that he was your mate :)

warnings: she/her prounouns; mention of getting your wings clipped and trauma with that; unedited writing lol

author: sj

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part two

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Moving into the House with Cassian, Azriel, and Nesta was odd to say the least. Nesta had been sent there to be trained by Cassian and to work in the library, but you had been sent there to be the back of chaperone.

You were knew to the group and mostly had become friends with the girls in the group. After growing up in the Illyrian mountains and getting your wings clipped you were uneasy around males to say the least. You were initially rescued by Emerie, getting taken in by her and eventually Rhys when he learned of your situation.

A few months later you found yourself living with the Inner Circle, helping plan and strategize but mostly being the impartial 3rd party that acted as a mediator for the group. Hence why you were at the House now.

Nesta had been a good friend to you, especially since Emerie had talked you up and you both liked to spend your evenings in the private library curled up in a chair with a toe curling romance. You found common ground over books and had a very calm, casual friendship.

Cassian was one of the few Illyrians you had learned to trust. He was a very calming male to be around and put you at ease with his broad smile and jokes. You had started eating dinner together more often now that you were here and you seemed to be finding a good companion in him.

Azriel, however, was much more elusive than the other two of the house. And even when you did see him, it wasn’t accompanied by much talk. You knew he could be trusted but still were wary around him, not knowing him as well as the other two, therefore you didn’t know really what to think of him.

Azriel, however, had A LOT of thoughts about you. When he walked into a room with you, his mind went on high alert. Scenting you for strong emotions, desperately trying to read your mind of what you thought of him or read an emotion on your face when you’d look at him. His shadows also seemed to have some thoughts about you, always wanting to wrap around your outstretched hand while you ate or around your waist as you stand. It took almost all of his focus to restrain them, which never seemed to be a problem until you came along. Which leads to now.

You had been reading in the private library all day, deciding to take a break from your walks in town that Cassian would take you to in the morning until after training was done. As you sat there reading, you noticed out of the corner of your eye, a dark swirl of mist coming hesitantly towards you. You then realized what it was. One of Azriel’s shadows. It seemed almost curios to your presence and you wondered what it was doing this far from its master, seeing as though they seem to stick close to him at all times. You hesitantly reached out your hand towards it and it seemed to like that gesture as it swirled around your fingers and then going towards your wrist. You giggled silently as the faint shadow barely grazed your skin and tickled the delicate hairs on your arm.

After a few seconds, it shifted away from you and towards the door and you smiled as it departed, you assumed back to Azriel. You slightly smiled and went back to reading your book in peace. That was the first time you ever interacted with Azriel's shadows.

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The next time they seemed to have found you, you were laying in bed on your stomach. You were having a really tough day with the pain. After your wings had been cut, it seemed to be a constant battle with the chronic ache in your back muscles and nerves. Sometimes you swear you could feel them still there just aching and you just had to deal with it. Today was one of those days. The winter months were coming and it was the first frost of the season and your nonexistent wings seemed to know that.

The pain radiated through your back and into your arms. All you knew to do was take a bath with some oils you had read in a book to use that ease pain. If you had enough strength to engage the muscles to get up you would, but decided to wait it out a little longer, hoping you could some how fall asleep in the midst of the pain. As you squeezed your eyes shut, you sighed, wishing you had the strength to make it to the bath. As you opened your eyes, you noticed a shadow coming through the crack under your door. You watched it come closer and and you noticed it seemed less hesitant this time as it came closer to your body laying on the bed. You smiled weakly as it hovered in the air in front of you.

"Hi." you cleared your throat, remembering you hadn't eaten yet today. "I'm okay, just in a little pain is all. If only you could help me get out of my bed." You softly said, mostly speaking to yourself, not really meaning anything by the statement. The shadow bobbed and then darted out of the room. You closed your eyes, wondering why it left so fast this time, wondering if you startled it by talking.

Unbeknownst to you, the shadow that had just visited you and darted out of the room to grab Azriel who was sat at the table eating some lunch the House had prepared with Cassian. His spoon dropped into his soup as the shadow whispered she is hurt, she needs help. Instantly knowing the shadows meant you, he ran to your room where he assumed you would be and pushed open the door to find you lying on your stomach on your bed.

You eyes flew open to the sound of hurried foot steps and your door being yanked open and you jumped, the muscles in your back tensing, causing a ripple of pain to go through your body. You clenched your teeth and hissed through them.

Azriel immediately came to your side, not knowing what to do or how to help, his eyes wide with concern. You put the pieces together, realizing his shadow snitched on your whispered words.

"I'm sorry. I didn't mean to alarm you. I was just talking with one of your shadows and had passively mentioned I was stuck here. I didn't mean to bother you." Azriel blinked at you.

"Are you hurt?" He asked.

"No! I mean... yes... but this happens a lot, but its not like its an injury or anything." You looked up at him, sideways, head turned towards the man who was scanning you for injuries frantically with his eyes.

"What do you mean stuck?"

"Oh. My wings hurt a lot today, so I'm struggling to move my back muscles much, the nerves feel like they're on fire. So I'm pretty much stuck to my bed today." You explain, cheeks heating a little under his piercing gaze. His eyes softened and body relaxed as you explain you weren't actively bleeding out. His heart instantly tightened from the mention of your wings, or lack thereof. Empathy flooded him, not even being able to fathom not having his wings.

"Is there a way I can help you?" He asked, kneeling down next to the bed so you didn't have to strain to look up at his anymore. Your cheeks heated a little more realizing how beautiful he is close up.

"No, I wouldn't want to bother you. It just the frost. This happens every once in a while." At that perfect moment, your stomach decided to give a nice grumble, one that he obviously heard. His face twitched into a smile.

"How about some food?" He questioned, knowing the answer. You smiled back and answered with a nod.

"Could you help me sit up?" Azriel nodded back and reached out his hands for you to take. As they got closer, there was a slight hesitation as he reached towards you as he remembered that you would have to feel his bare hands against your skin. He searched your face as you took them, not noticing any disgusted reaction to seeing them. He gently helped you roll to your side, going at your own pace. You took a deep breath as you sat up and gripped his hands harden as if to ground you as you took in the pain. You then slowly rose from the bed side to stand, shoulders slumped a little as if you couldn't fully raise them to stand up straight.

"I could give you some pain killers that Madja gave to me. They do a great job at numbing aches." He offered as he watched you stretch the baby nubs that were left of your wings. You looked towards him and smiled, "I would like that."

You started to walk towards the door and naturally grabbed onto his arm as you took some shaky steps. You didn't realize how weak you had become from the lack of food and you were eager to get to the dining room table to find out what is for lunch.

He smiled down at you, both hands on his burned arm, the small hands embracing his insecurity. You felt a familiar tickle on your arms and looked down and noticed his shadows darting all up your arms as if they were excited to be near you. You looked back up towards him and met his eyes with a shy smile. As he watched his shadows dart around your arms, whispering their excitement to be around you, he knew he was destined to be helping you to the table for the rest of his life and that was a sweet, sweet thing.

#azriel #azriel shadowsinger #acotar #acotar x reader #azriel x reader #azriel shadowsinger x reader #az x reader #grumpy sunshine #azriel fluff #azriel x reader fluff

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somethingwickedarts · 2 months

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It just had to be done.

Dreuer is @anxious-scrambles OC

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mochminnie · 6 months

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Lovin U Right

Based off Jungkook’s Single ‘Seven’. BTS and many more Kpop idols will appear in this series. This will have no usage of your name or (y/n). The Main Character/Reader will be Plus Sized and her name is Elizabeth ‘Lizzie’. Jungkook who is life of a party, a total himbo that tries for 7 days to show you how much he loves you. Who doesn’t just want to get in your pants, wanting more than that. Himbo clingy JK wants to be loved, who wants your attention.

Setting: College Au

Tropes: Polar Opposites

Warning: Sexual Themes, Fat shaming, College Partying, This isn’t going to be based off of Korean College more like Americanize based through Pop Culture references, Himbo like behavior of BTS.

Check out the mood board https://www.tumblr.com/mochminnie/723830921903620096/what-if-jeon-jungkook-fall-in-love-with-a-plus?source=share&ref=mochminnie

Author’s Note: This is a fictional portrayal of Jungkook and other idols. I tend to see comments about Kai and Jennie when I wrote my Rose x reader story on wattpad. I know I am writing about celebrities and this is all honesty for fun. I will be writing about Taehyung and Jennie. This book don’t match the idol’s personality. I face claimed casted these people to create a story for fun and possibly for people to enjoy. Please check out my other JK Series ‘The Warlock and The Witch.

Playlist

'Seven' - Jungkook

‘I Got It’ - Thuy

'Supershy' - New Jeans

'Baby One More Time' - Britney Spears

'Fantasize' - Ariana Grande

'Euphoria' Jungkook

'Something New' - Zendaya and Chris Brown

'Left Right' - XG

'Wild Side' - Normani ft Cardi B

'34+35' - Ariana Grande

'Me & U' - Cassie

'Like Crazy' - Jimin

'New Dance' - XG

'Dance The Night Away' - Dua Lipa

'Cuff It Wetter remix' - Beyoncé

'No Problem' - Nayeon ft. Felix

‘Girls Like Me Don’t Cry’ - Thuy ft. Min

'Cool for the Summer' - Demi Lovato

'Something Real' - Summer Walker, Chris Brown, London On a Track

'Take You Down' - Chris Brown

'Hype boy' - New Jeans

'Wet The Bed' - Chris Brown

'Snooze' - SZA

'3D' - Jungkook ft. Jack Harlow

'Heart Attack' - Demi Lovato

'Check' - Girls Generation

'It's You' - MAX ft. Keshi

'Cherry' - Rina Sawayama

'You & I' - JRE

'If you Stay ' Joseph Vincent

'Somebody' - Kyungsoo (D.O.)

"Dear No One" - Tori Kelly

‘I Don’t Care’ - Jeremy Passion

‘Agora Hills’ - Doja Cat

‘Sweetest Pie’ - Dua Lipa

‘Kiss Me More’ - Doja Cat ft. SZA

‘I Know’ - RM & JK

‘Ditto’ - NEWJEANS

‘Partition’ - Beyoncé

‘Too Much’ - JK, the kid laroi, central fee

‘Perfect Night’ - Le Sserafim

‘Somebody’ - Jungkook

‘Yes Or No’ - Jungkook

'The Party & After Party' - The Weeknd

Chapter 1

Maru lit up her cigarette up the balcony. The rest of the girls drinking soju and ordered take out tteokbokki, Korean hot dogs, and fried chicken, corn cheese. To celebrate, Their one year anniversary living together. Maru encourages Lizzie to go to the hottest parties and clubs in town. Not only that, their other roommates Jisoo, Jennie, Lisa, and Rose. Will try their best to get her out of the house.

“Lizzie put down your iPad and stop reading WEBTOON.” Maru grabbed the iPad from her with one hand and the other with her cigarette smoking.

Lizzie scoffed and yelled at Maru. “Hey, I was just starting a new story!”

Lisa, “Maru just give her ipad back. Don’t get close to her because she has asthma.”

Maru scoffs, “Please, It’s not like she hasn't smoked weed before.”

Jennie, “That’s much better than cigarettes.”

Jisoo heard the doorbell ring. “The food here!” Jisoo smiled and yelled out. Rose immediately got up with Jisoo to get the food. They prepare the food on the balcony. While the rest of the girls grabbed the plates, utensils, napkins and beverages. Maru Hiding the Ipad from Lizzie. Lizzie just gives up; she's now helping with the food. When it’s finally prepared.

Jennie was the first to dig in. “You Know Maru can give your Ipad back if you go to the party with us.”

Liz, “I’ll live in a moment! Maybe I’ll go. But can you give it back?” Maru gives it back then Lizzie puts it away in her room. So her and the girls play a game.

Rosie wants to play the clueless party game then everyone else gets excited. Except Lisa doesn’t want to play. When Lisa thought that Rosie didn’t see her face scrunched up and mouthed no to the rest of the girls. “Think that I didn’t see you? I'll kill you.” Lisa got scared. Jisoo and Jennie laugh.

Lizzie, “We will all play the clueless party game even if Lisa doesn’t want to join.” Rosie was excited again. Lisa rolls her eyes then Rosie pinches Lisa’s ears. Jennie and Jiso are trying to break them up. Lisa starts screaming. “Ow, that you bitch!” Lisa slaps Rosie.

Rosie, “Ugh you slut!” Pushes her.

Jennie stopped breaking the girls up and got the notification text on her phone from Taehyung. “We have all been invited to a party tonight!!! Oh would you look at that, You’re going Liz.” Jennie yelled.

Lizzie shakes her head no. “No, Just no. You girls know I don’t want to party.” All of the girls give her a look. “I mean I do party in small groups. My cousins, and family.”

Rosie, “Well this is different we’re all in our 20’s we should all go out, make out, sleep with anyone we want, we're all hot.”

Jisoo then dances to, Girls Generation Party. “P-A-R-T-Y!!! Party time. It’s Party time!!!”

“Come on Liz You gotta come!” Rosie

Lisa got excited. “You’re going to look hot tomorrow night! I don’t have to play the game!” Rosie glares at her. Lisa got scared a bit.

“Let’s pick an outfit for her. She’s going to look hot hot” jisoo

Maru, blowing the cigarette in her direction.“She needs to get laid tomorrow night.” Saying calmly with a straight face.

Lizzie gives her a look. “How many gummies did you take again?”

Maru, “2, 5. I don’t know.” Still smoking her cigarette. ‘How is this girl still going?’ Lizzie thought. After all the drinks, smoking and gummies???

“Come on Tae’s party can’t be that bad! Think about it, come on Liz. Tae is a nice guy. He’s making sure you will go.” Jennie says.

Liz, “It’s not Tae and his friends I’m worried about.”

The girls wait for her answer. Jisoo asks, “Well? What do you say Lizzie?” But then Jisoo see the look in her eyes that somethings the matter. She didn’t ask her friend what was the matter. It seems she wasn’t too comfortable to share with the girls yet.

Liz it’s not she’s feeling pressured. She was just worried about one of the boys that broke her heart. The worst way possible will be there…

Cha Eun-woo.

Not only that Minnie might be there and her friends… Lizzie knows her friends will be there for her.

Lizzie, “Okay I’ll go tonight and I have to go to this party. To face my fears. To live. You know YOLO!!!” She says the last sentence much awkwardly.

Lisa raised her brow. “Liz Yolo?” Cringes.

Jisoo, “YOLO!!!” She started dancing to Party again. Lizzie joins her then all of the girls join except for Maru because she was so high off of the gummies. “We can’t stop stop! It’s a party time!” Jisoo sings.

Rosie, “P-A-R-T-Y!!!”

Liz, “It’s a party, We go rock rock! P-A-R-T-Y”

Jennie and Lisa joins. “Lemon soju, tequila for me, mojito for you

Let's go to Jeju, California!”

Rosie, “We got a party to head too! Come on, let's go get ready!”

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Jisoo Suggests a makeover!

Lisa, “Lizzie already has a great sense of style and knows how to apply makeup. Don’t you think it’s problematic? She’s already gorgeous, young, and a hot mama.”

Jennie, “It can be but it’s fun!!!” Jumping up and down and she grabs Lizzie’s to the bathroom first.

Lizzie, “Makeovers can be fun.” agreeing and smiling.

Boy she didn’t know that the five girls are going to bathe her. Lizzie insists. “No, I got this, I can bathe myself. NO! MARU! JENNIE! LISA HELP!!!!” Calling out all of the girls names she got this.

Lisa yelling at the girls, “SHE DOESN’T HELP WITH THE BATHING WHAT KIND OF MAKEOVER IS THIS???” She pushes the four girls away.

The girls make sure she gets her cooter cat, bussy clean and every nook and cranny is clean and that everything is moisturized.

Lizzie wears contacts tonight. And prep her face before Maru works on her makeup.

Rosie and Jennie going through her closet. Breaking down which outfit she is going to wear.

Jisoo, “You should go for the siren seductive look!” Maru does her makeup. And Jisoo does her hair she decided to do voluminous curls.

Lisa sprayed on some lux honey vanilla perfume. And the rest of the girls made sure one last time that everything was moisturized.

Then Jennie presents Lizzie a black Prada bag. “Me and the girls got you a bag!” Jennie smiling showing off her gummy smile.

She puts Lizzie's phone and glasses and travel sized stuff for her contacts like case and solution and Maru puts condoms inside. Lizzie, "Jennie!" Groans, Giving her a really look. Looking at the couple of condoms that were given in her bag. "Thanks Jennie I'll be using all of these gladly." Sarcastically scoffs. “URGGGHH.” Rolling her eyes.

The final looks that Lizzie got a brown smokey eye with a cat eye liner and a burgundy lip. Her hair is down with curls. For her outfit. A black lace v neck with cutouts cami, black mini skirt with a slit, and black knee high boots. It’s not that she wasn’t comfortable wearing this, she usually wears these clothes. It’s just that she felt off if Eunwoo and Minnie and their friends saw her. Lizzie loves what the girls have done for her. Since she takes forever to get ready she takes about 2 hours and with the girls help it took about 45 mins to an hour.

The rest of the girls also decided to wear black tonight for the party. That each of them go with their styles and personalities. The girls take selfies.

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Jungkook is getting ready with Jimin for Tae’s party.

Jungkook sighs. Jimin asks him what’s the matter. Jungkook finishes off with his leather jacket while looking at the mirror. Wearing all black. “I’m just hoping that one girl will stay the next morning. Who just doesn’t leave me” Then, applying some cologne.

Jimin questions, “If she stays the next morning you’d think she’ll be the one you’re looking for.”

Jungkook is still a little sad. “I’m not sure, all I want is to find a girl that I can continue to date. Someone I can get to know. Who just doesn’t see me as a pretty face, more than my talents and more than a one night stand.”

Tae then walks in the room. “Hey buddy, why so glump.” Giving Jungkook a side hug. Still being happy go lucky.

Jimin says, “He wants to find a girl in a committed relationship.”

Tae then messes up his hair. “You’ll find a lucky girl tonight I just know it.” Gets a notification from Jennie.

Tae smiles from Jennie’s Text.

Me and all of the girls are going to the party tonight! Including Lizzie!

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Happy Birthday

dabi × afab she/her and poc friendly reader

safe for work // 1,633 words // AO3. warnings: smoking, swearing, cheesy, dabi has an avoidant attachment style, self-harm mention but nothing happens.

summary: He wanted this conversation to be over and done with, snuffed out like a cigarette under his boot. It'd be easy enough to end it himself, all he had to do was be an asshole and leave you behind. Nothing he hadn't done before.

"Knock knock, mind if I join you?"

"Yes."

"I brought cake."

He turned his head slightly towards you, eyeing the paper plate in your hands. In it sat a pretty little slice of glazed strawberry cake with a plastic fork stabbed into it. You had made sure to pile on a bunch of strawberries, just for him.

You may have been the newest addition to the League of Villains, but it wasn't hard to figure out that he was intentionally a loner. Criminals were usually careful not to form close connections with others and the League was no exception. Although, that didn't stop you from being on friendly terms with the other members. They even threw a birthday party for you tonight. With karaoke.

Whereas, Dabi evacuated the mansion at the first sign of a celebration. He rose from his chair when Toga and Twice carried out the cake hidden under a mountain of candles and he was out of the building by the time Mr. Compress enthusiastically accompanied their vocals with a spirited harmonization.

His eyes glanced down at you as he blew smoke out of the side of his mouth and flicked his cigarette away. You frowned.

"That could start a forest fire."

"I could start a forest fire." There was a subtle twitch of his lip that would have went unnoticed had the clouds not cleared from in front of the moon in time.

You offer him the cake, which he wordlessly took, ignoring you as you snuffed out his cigarette. Once no longer lit, you shoved it in your pocket to properly throw out later. You crossed your arms and leaned against the tree, staring out at the umbrous silhouettes of the coniferous forest.

"Being this far out from the city is so nice. Fresh air, no noise pollution. Bunch of stars."

"There's noise pollution," Dabi swallowed down a strawberry. "Y'make it every time you open that dumb mouth."

You snorted in amusement. "I guess you're right about that, but I know you'd miss me if I stopped talking to you."

"If I never have to hear you yappin' at me again, it'd be too soon."

You playfully blew a raspberry at him in fake-annoyance. "You'd have to find someone else to bug you." You pursed your lips. "He's already got Toga, but I'm sure Twice could squeeze in a second best friend," you teased.

He rolled his eyes as he took another bite.

"Spinner?"

"The hell am I gonna talk about with that lizard?"

"First of all, it's a gecko quirk and you know that so don't be mean," you declared in defense of your comrade. "Though, you're right -- what would you talk about? I assume that also means no Tomura? I don't think I've ever seen you guys talk casually before -- aside from the dryest conversation about the weather… Maybe if we find some common ground between you two--"

"Fuck no."

"Aww, hey, he's not that bad. He's just…"

You rubbed at your neck unsure of what to say to that. Nothing you could say would change his thoughts on the matter. You weren't particularly close with Shigaraki, he had his own way of going about things which could be off-putting to most, but he just struck you as an awkward person who grew up without much social contact.

"The League sure is full of lonely people, huh?" You looked back up at the star-filled night for a few minutes, the both of you settling into a comfortable silence. An owl hooted in the distance as a cricket began to chirp from somewhere nearby. "I've always wondered if shooting stars ever got lonely."

"Sorry," you shake your head and laugh in embarrassment. "I like stars. Do you?"

"Stupid question."

You wondered if it really was and thought about how stars must seem miniscule to someone capable of burning as brightly as him. You leaned your head against the trunk and watched him finish his cake.

Earlier in the day, while writing down a list of necessary ingredients to bake and decorate the cake, there had been a conversation about birthdays. You couldn't remember who exactly brought up the topic, but you certainly weren't expecting the other members to easily give away that information. Unsurprisingly, Dabi was the only one that didn't share his.

He followed a gust of wind that swept through the night and as he passed you, flicked his plastic fork at you. You clumsily caught it and complained, only earning his indifference in return. He turned his back to you and set the paper plate ablaze. You opened your mouth to remind him of trashcans and how they still exist, but the words died in your throat as you watched the smoke get carried away by the breeze, away from you. You were secretly grateful that he was too busy making his way to an adjacent tree to notice you bite back a smile.

"Dabi."

"What is it now?" He leaned against his new tree and lazily shoved his hands in his pockets. He was always good at keeping his distance.

"You don't have to tell me your birthday."

He scoffed, "Way to state the obvious."

"We can share mine."

He narrowed his eyes at you, analyzing you for any sign of a punchline but your face was earnest. Annoyingly so.

"What makes you think I want your dumb birthday?"

"It's not that I think you want it, but wouldn't it be nice to have a day to celebrate… you?"

"What's there to celebrate," he sneered. He didn't mean for it to be taken so seriously, but the dopey look of concern on your face made him regret he said anything. Your brows furrowed.

"A lot. There's a lot to celebrate."

"Don't get all mushy, you're creepin' me out."

"Am I?"

"Yes," he growled. He wanted this conversation to be over and done with, snuffed out like a cigarette under his boot. It'd be easy enough to end it himself. All he had to do was be an asshole and leave you behind. Nothing he hadn't done before.

Deep, deep down there was a hungry part of him that ached. It belonged to the part of him that he had refused to acknowledge for the past seven years. He continued to ignore it's existence despite it being the very thing that kept him rooted in place, as though he were one of the trees in this giant fucking forest. The frustration it filled his chest with made him want to light himself on fire.

"At the expense of sounding like a creep…" You chewed on your bottom lip as you stared back up at the stars. Your fingers fiddled with a loose thread on your clothes. You were so easy to read.

"I'm really glad you're here."

Another breeze passed between the two of you, carrying your words along and rustling leaves. You looked over at him with eyes that overflowed with a depth of sincerity that made him want to start a wildfire and let himself get caught in it. He felt physically ill.

"You're gonna make me sick."

One of Dabi's eyes squinted more than the other as his tongue poked out of his mouth enough for you to see his piercings. The way his face scrunched reminded you of a cat's Flehmen response. You would've thought it was cute if you didn't feel so offended right now.

You huffed, staring at the grass as you tried to ignore the heat that crept up to your cheeks. "Was it really that bad?"

"Cheesy as hell. Keep that shit to yourself."

You shook it off and sighed exaggeratedly. "Well, since you seemed to like it so much, I might have to do it again for you some time." You stuck your tongue out at him playfully.

"Don't you fuckin' dare or I'll roast you on the spot."

You grinned and opened your mouth to offer a lighthearted retort when you heard your name being called in the distance. You turned to look around the tree and saw Toga waving you over for your turn at karaoke. You waved back at the younger girl in acknowledgement before she hopped back inside the mansion.

"I'm surprised they managed to pry the mic out of Mr.'s hands long enough to give someone else a turn," you laughed. "See you later. I'm glad you liked the cake."

"Yeah, yeah."

He pulled out a pack of smokes from his jacket and stuck a cigarette in between his lips. He lit it and watched as you fiddled with the plastic fork he flicked at you earlier. "What're you still doing here for?"

You smiled at him.

"Happy birthday."

"Tch, cheesy," he spoke humorlessly as you turned away. "By the way..."

You looked back at him and felt your face burning up as you saw his gaze drop from your eyes down to your lips.

"…Dabi?"

He smirked.

"Y'got cake on your face."

You blinked a few times as you processed his words before swiping your mouth. You looked at your hand to see the vivid scarlet of the strawberry glaze.

"Oh." You looked at it for a moment before wiping it against your clothes and giving an awkward laugh, "Um, thanks."

"You got a room full of ears to make bleed, mine've had enough. Get outta here."

You laughed before you jogged back to the mansion. He stared at the ground where you previously stood and took a drag. With each inhale, the toxins purged his body of a restlessness that had been stirred by the zephyr of your words.

You talk too much.

He looked up in time to see you wave goodbye at him before you disappeared inside. He breathed in another lungful of fumes before exhaling it up at the same sky that always seemed to captivate you.

"Happy birthday."

#dabi x reader #dabi x you #dabi #todoroki touya #grumpy sunshine #if you squint #it's a scene from a longfic i've been working on privately #first post i dunno how to tag this #i havent even set an icon or changed from default tumblr theme #fuck it we ball #edit nov 8 2023: um i waited a week before rereading and editing and other than cheesiness its not as bad as i thought it was when i posted #i got some new ideas last week but i take 1000 years to write and edit so hopefully i can post one of them in time for his birthday in jan #SpookyxSprinkles #edit april 5th 2024: cleaned little mistakes + wordings that've been bothering me. there's a paragraph i wanna fix SObad but i dunno how ye

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spacefruitpress · 1 month

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Get away from it all - download your copy of Leaves of Absence by Opal Moritz for the princely sum of FREE and retreat to a cabin in the woods with a M/M romance story. Grab it now at Amazon!

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creativepromptsforwriting · 1 year

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Grumpy + Sunshine Dialogue

First 10 grumpy prompts + last 10 sunshine prompts

"You're definitely the only person I would do this for."

"How can you be this happy this early in the morning?"

"No, it's not annoying. I- It makes me happy to see you so happy."

"We're so different. I wouldn't want to pull you down."

"I'll do it, but only because you asked me to."

"No, no, please don't look sad. I can't handle that."

"You're so excited all the time... it's kind of adorable."

"I'm not grumpy. Not everyone can smile all the time. Except you."

"Why do you always manage to persuade me with your charms?"

"Are you really this happy 24/7?"

"Are you really this grumpy 24/7?"

"Oh, come on, grumpy face, it will be fun!"

"I'm so excited, thank you for coming even though you're not the biggest fan of it."

"You smiled! I saw it, so no denying it."

"It was fun, right? Come on, you can just admit it."

"Will you dance with me? Please, pretty please!"

"I love that grumpy face of yours."

"Everyone should dance in the rain at least once in their lives."

"Oh, your smile is so beautiful! I would love to see it more often."

"Don't look so grumpy, it will be great!"

Grumpy Affectionate Dialogue

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anonymityisfunwriter · 1 month

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Timeless

"And, somehow, I know that you and I would've found each other In another life, you still would've turned my head..."

Summary: It's the kind of love you find once in a lifetime, the kind of love you don't put down, and somehow, you know you would've found each other in every life.

Part 1 - An Antique Shop Part 2 - School Lovers Part 3 - On A Crowded Street in 1944 Part 4 - In The 1500's Off in A Foreign Land Part 5 - We Really Were Timeless

The Grumpy Sunshine Series | Inspired By Taylor Swift Series AnonymityIsFun Masterlist | Anon's 1K Celebration

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90staylor · 2 years

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adam carlsen and olive smith.

they are SO cute, now i want an adam carlsen in my life for buying me food every wednesday 😫

#olive smith #adam carlsen #the love hypothesis #the love hypothesis aesthetic #ali hazelwood #adam x olive #romance books #romantic books #grumpy sunshine

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lpa6zn · 1 year

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(The drawing of Zoya and Nikolai is made by @cinno )

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purplecoffee13 · 3 months

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Mr. Sunshine - pt. 1

Summary: Harry is a chipper guy with a dimpled smile, amazing coffee, and a need for a tutor. You are a smart girl with an obsession with caffeine and a distaste for people. Harry is infatuated with you from the day he met you, and now he’s determined to spend more time, even if that means bribing you with coffee.

Wc: 2.5k

Tropes: grumpy!MC x sunshine!Harry (based off this ask)

Warnings: none. (for now *evil snicker*)

A/N: tumblr won’t let me add a picture for some reason, but just know that I was going to add the one of dunkirk!Harry in an orange sweater and green pants, leaned against the wall with his jaw clenched as he looks at a guy’s phone. I love that picture of him. Okay, anyways, enjoy!

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Harry Styles has been obsessed with you from the very first year of Uni. He was paired with you and two other people on a sociology project, and since then, he has been enamored with everything about you.

It wasn't like your charm took him over. If anything, your silent glare is what drew him in. You guys seemed to have the laziest project partners because they barely helped, and whatever suggestions they did have were absolutely useless.

You were a quiet girl. Not necessarily because you were shy, but because you simply didn't feel like talking. You would usually say no more than ten sentences during a group meeting, but everything you did say was always of substance.

The first time you were alone with Harry, it was in the library, where you were supposed to have a group meeting to revise each other's work that you had all divided up. Harry and you were the only ones who actually showed up, and ended up revising each other's, and then the others' work that they had sent via e-mail.

Harry had never laughed harder than that day.

The comments you made while revising their work were so witty and sharp. Their work was incredibly bad, most of the spelling was even wrong. It was quite literally a train wreck, but your quick mindedness kept Harry's dimples on display.

You hadn't even tried to be funny, and you had never experienced someone actually liking what you said and being interested in it. It made you feel weird.

After that, you were sure you would never see Harry again. He was on the rugby team, very popular with the ladies and seemed to have a busy schedule with all the parties he went to. You weren't a stalker, but your roommate couldn't stop talking about him ever since they hooked up somewhere in the first month of uni. She was determined to go to every party Harry went to, as an attempt to sleep with him again, and Y/N had to hear all about it. She was glad her roommate graduated last year, her new roommate was way nicer anyway.

You didn't go to parties. It wasn't like you hadn't tried; you went to three parties in the first week. But that turned out to be the worst decision of your entire life... oh well, that's wasn't the point. The point was, there was no scenario in which you would ever cross paths with Harry again. Except that there was, apparently.

After the summer, fresh in your second year, you entered the auditorium for the introduction class for second years. It was nothing special, just a little welcome back with a presentation on what to expect for this year.

You decided to sit at the front. The louder people usually sat in the back, so you wouldn't be bothered here anyway. You had comfortably taken a seat in the first row, knowing many people would be too weirded out to sit so up close anyway. But about five minutes before orientation begin, you heard the seat next to you creak, and Harry Styles sat down next to you.

"Hi." He smiled at you.

"Hey." You greeted him back, glancing at the podium to see how long it would take for the presentation to start. You hated chit chat, and you knew he could talk a lot.

"How was your summer?" He asked, ever so polite. That was one thing about Harry, he was always nice and sweet. It didn't exactly go with his college reputation, but you also didn't expect any differently from him.

"Oh, just peachy." You said in a bit of a monotone voice, leaning back into your seat, and keeping your eyes fixated on the screen even though there was nothing to see yet. You were in no interest to keep this conversation going. You had chosen the bloody front seats for god's sake!

"Good to hear." Harry grinned at your sarcastic response, turning his head to the podium alike. He hadn't been able to stop thinking about your beautiful face and your ability to give him a stomach ache from laughing all summer. When he saw you sitting alone, he knew it was the perfect opportunity to approach you.

There was about ten seconds of silence, ten beautiful and peaceful seconds. But then it started. That nagging feeling inside of you, and it didn't take you two more seconds before you succumbed to it.

"How was your summer?" You said so softly it could almost be classified as a whisper. Harry's head shot your way, his eyebrows raised.

"I'm sorry, what did you say?" You heard the amusement in Harry's tone, and you immediately regretted ever speaking up. You turned your head to him with a fake smile.

"I said, how was your summer, Harry?"

Wow, he liked that.

You had never said his name before, not even when you were in that group project with him. Harry only realized that now that his name fell from your lips. Now, he was definitely going to try and make you say his name more. He liked the way it just rolled off your tongue, even though saying that sentences seemed like a bit of a struggle.

"Why, thank you for asking Y/N! My summer was splendid." He said with an overly excited tone that made you want to push him out of the chair.

"Good to hear." You repeated his words in a murmur. Another few empty seconds went by, and you felt like you had fulfilled your duty. Now you wouldn't have to feel guilty about being impolite, and—

"Yeah, I mean, I went to this surf camp somewhere in Portugal. It was pretty cool. And after that, I went to the Amalfi Coast for a week and a half. Have you ever been to the Amalfi Coast, Y/N? Because I hadn't, and honestly it was even better than I expected. A little touristy though, but I guess that just had mostly to do with the season."

Oh my god. Your face paled. He wouldn't stop talking. Uninterrupted, he kept yapping on and on about this surf camp and the Italian cuisine for three minutes. It were the longest minutes of your life.

But you didn't shush him. You weren't sure why. You knew he was doing this to tease you, but a part of you didn't want to be disrespectful and cut him off. He was the only one who had actually delivered work and showed up to every meeting last year, and he had been nothing but nice to you. So, despite him being an annoying pain in the ass, you decided to just let him talk.

Harry couldn't believe you just let him talk.

He was waiting for you to shut him down, but you didn't. He was able to keep going until the presentation begun. And although you didn't give any verbal input nor did you look at him the entire time he was speaking, he still couldn't believe you let him annoy you without even so much as a death glare. He had never been happier about being ignored.

He kept quiet for the orientation, but it took no longer than fifteen minutes before the presentation ended and everyone was free to go. You took your time with packing your notebook into your bag, mainly to avoid the crowd at the exit.

Harry was waiting until you'd stand up, to walk out of class together, but his friends mobbed him and pulled him along to go and get beer for some king of party that same night. He could've killed his friends. He felt like he blew his shot with you now, but he wasn't going to give up.

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*four weeks later*

You stare at the styrofoam cup in Harry's hands, a bored frown on your face as you look from the cup up at him.

"I bought you coffee." He says. His voice seems relaxed, but there is a hint of stress behind it that you can detect for some reason.

"I didn't ask." You reply in a bored tone, taking the cup out of his hands and taking a sip. Caramel Macchiato. "Thank you."

The corner of Harry's mouth tugs up, and he takes a seat besides you on the park bench. His arm is stretched out behind you, and he turns his entire body towards you. You, however, keep reading your book just like you were doing before he pushed that delicious coffee in your face.

"Y/N." Harry tried to grab your attention, but you keep your eyes fixated on the book.

"Harry." You echo his name.

"You would say we're friends, right?"

"I would not."

"Yes we are." Harry chuckles, but he sounds a bit defensive. You finally look up at him, your face stern as ever.

"I don't think we qualify as friends. Maybe acquaintances." You shake your head.

"We sit next to each other in every class we have together. You like me and we're friends, just admit it, Y/N." He teases. He knows you two are friends, but you are too stubborn to call it a friendship. He also knows that stems from the fact that you haven't had many friends, and thus it is not some kind of way to hurt his feelings.

"I tolerate you."

"You love me."

"You're just lucky I haven't pushed you off this bench."

"There's no point in denying it, Y/N." He dramatically sighs, and you clench your teeth at his toothy grin. You roll your eyes and go back to reading your book. You have learned over the last four weeks that it is best to ignore him. Kind of like a puppy. It stops misbehaving once your turn your back to it.

"So, now that we've established that we are best friends forever, I wanted to ask you a favor."

There we go, you knew there was a catch to this ridiculously good caramel macchiato. Seriously, where did he buy this?

"No." You instantly reply.

"You don't even know what I was going to ask yet."

"If it involves you then I want no part in it."

"Oi! Now that's not how it works, silly! Being friends means you want to be around each other. That's the difference between friends and strangers." He over explains it to you like he would to a child, lightly patting you on your shoulder.

You let out a big sigh, then shut your book and open your bag, getting ready to leave. Harry is being too annoying today; his chipper energy always throws you off. You get up and walk away, taking another sip of the coffee he bought for you. The warm liquid is so smooth and sweet, sugary but just the right amount.

Fuck...

You stop in your tracks, and turn around, walking back to Harry. He is surprised to see you returning to him, and his stomach tenses up out of excitement.

"Where did you get this." You point at the coffee in your right hand. Harry slouches a bit, his legs spread wide. Your eyes accidentally trail off to his legs, but you quickly regain your focus. This is not what that's about— why did you even do that?

Harry, however, has a shit eating grin on his face. He noticed it, the distraction in your eyes. Bingo, he thought. That was his sign.

"Tutor me, and I'll tell you." Harry throws the offer straight on the table.

That's what he came to ask you? Jesus Christ...

"Why?"

"I can't make sense of literature class. I need your help. You're good at writing, I saw the grade you got on that first paper."

He's right, you are good at writing. You've always loved literature and all the theories that came with it. It kind of came with being a loner, you guessed. Or maybe you are such a loner because of your preference of books over people. That thought threw you for a loop, but you quickly got out of your head.

You weigh out the pros and cons of tutoring Harry. You wouldn't ask him for money, because you feel like you know him too well for that. Plus, it just feels like ripping him off, especially when it comes to tutoring literature theories. So what other pros are there besides him bringing you coffee? None. The cons consist of quite literally everything else that comes with tutoring Harry: the free time that you have to dedicate to him, his loud presence, him...

"If you bring me one of these to every session, I will help you." You say, going against your own better judgment. Harry's eyes light up.

Your brain scrambles to understand why you are feeling so opposed to rejecting Harry in any sense of the word, but you can't seem to figure out where the pit in your stomach comes from any time you want to be mean to Harry.

"Really?" He asks in pure disbelief.

"Don't question it, I'll change my mind."

"You're right, you're right." He throws his hands up, a sliver of stress flashing over his face that makes you want lift up the corners of your mouth. Harry gets up and puts his arms around you. You just stand there, one arm stretched out, trying to protect your coffee.

"What are you doing?" You ask, an uncomfortable frown on your face.

"I'm hugging you."

"Well don't. You're separating me from my coffee." You say, and Harry laughs at the strained sound of your voice. He is smiling at you once pulled out of the hug.

"Alright, I've got to split. We'll text about when and where?" He asks, slinging his book bag over shoulder. He turns around to walk away, but he looks back when you speak up again.

"You don't have my number." You say, to yourself just as much as to him.

"Don't worry about it." He calls out and disappears into the distance before you can say another word.

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*5 hours later*

Unknown number:

Hey teach. Told you not to worry about it ;)

You:

Is this the part where I file a police report?

Unknown Number:

If you never want to see that caramel macchiato again, then be my guest.

Anyways, I was thinking about wednesday at 4. That a good time for you, teach?

You:

Not if you keep calling me 'teach'.

Unknown Number:

Right. I'll let you choose another nickname. You have the choice between: buttercup, peanut, or cuddle cakes.

You:

You know what, I'll find that coffee place by myself.

Unknown Number:

Ah, c'mon. I threw cuddle cakes in there especially for you. Personally, I prefer ‘munchkin’.

Y/N? Wednesday work for you?

Hello?

Okay fine sorry, I'll bring the coffee and I won’t call you cuddle cakes.

Please reply, I'm desperate.

You:

Yes, I can see that from the four consecutive texts.

Unknown Number:

You:

Wednesday's fine. See you then.

Unknown Number:

Great. See you then sweet cheeks.

You:

I'm blocking you.

Unknown Number:

Blocking me is blocking the access

to that caramel macchiato.

*seen*

See you Wednesday ;)

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buckyandgeraltsupremacy · 1 year

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When He Knew Part 2 (Azriel x Fem!reader)

azriel x reader

a little blurb about how you found out that azriel was your mate :)

warnings: i don't think anything?

author: sj

part one

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It took you a little longer to realize that Azriel was your mate. After he helped you to the dining room that one time when the pain from your wings, he seemed to be around you a lot more often. You noticed he joined meals a lot more and even sometime was in the library before you were. Even though you never had seen him in there before, you never thought much about it, just assuming he was interested in books.

That, however, couldn't be farther from the truth. Azriel had trouble sitting down to read. He didn't like the idleness of sitting somewhere and traveling into a world full of battles that didn't exist or a mindless world without magic. But he did like how you looked when you read books. It looked like everything had faded around you and all of your attention went to the words in front of you.

You had really started to enjoy the Shadowsinger's company, including what you liked to call, his little friends, his shadows. Sometimes in the library, a few would venture over to you and wind themselves around your wrists, occasionally settling on the pages of your books, vying for your attention. You got incredibly comfortable with the Illyrian being around you, occasionally talking about your pasts, even confiding in him about what happened to your wings and all the gory details. Something you had never told anyone, only ever allowing Rhys to watch the memory from the depths of your mind.

Azriel was honored to have been trusted with this painful memory, knowing that it must have been hard for you to talk about. He even confided some things in you, finding you one of the easiest people to talk to. He had never experienced that before you came along.

When you woke this particular morning, you had went down to breakfast as usual where Cassian, Nesta, and Azriel usually sat, already starting their morning a few minutes before you joined them. However, as you walked into the kitchen, you realized a certain male with shadows was missing. You continued on and sat down with the other two, noticing the silence that beheld them. Usually you could easily pick a conversation with any of the three and were the one to carry the conversation in the morning, but this morning felt different.

"Where's Azriel?" You asked curiously.

"He's out on a mission for Rhys. He should be gone this week." Cassian said casually, stirring his porridge in his bowl. You instantly deflated. You wondered why Azriel didn't mention that he was leaving or didn't say goodbye to you. Had you done something to make him mad before he left? No, you were sure he just went on this mission at the last minute and was rushed. You could survive the week without him... Right?

You quickly found out that week that you had become quite comfortable with the routine that you and Azriel had down and missed him a whole lot. Who else were you supposed to read with in the library? Who was going to give you potions when your wings started to ache? You missed him a whole lot.

A few days later, as you were sitting in the kitchen by yourself, eating a snack that the House had so graciously provided, you looked up to find the Shadowsinger standing in the doorway in is leathers. The fork in your hand dropped as you ran to him, reaching to his tall shoulders and slinging yourself onto his frame in a hug. He let out a breath as he took in your familiar scent, his shadows whispering mate like a song. As you relished in the fact he was back, you felt a tugging at your chest and let go of him while he stared back at you, a real smile plastered on his face. You watched his eyes read yours as he felt the bond complete itself as you realized in front of him that he was your mate.

Your smile grew wider as you leaned up to his face and hesitantly laid a kiss on his lips. He gently kissed back, watching your face glow as you went back in for another and that is when you knew.

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