#he's trying to be her wingman but he's just like 'you're straight
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Hello!! I just loooooove how you write Alastor, this unhinged bastard 😂 anyway can I request Alastor with a lesbian, chaotic reader, who's always drooling over women (especially Alastor's friends)(read: Rosie). Toooootally not self-indulgent. Obv platonic pls!! Thank you in advance 🙇
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Omg I love this SO MUCH
Alastor X Reader Headcanons
❌️Romantic
✅️Platonic
TW: TERRIBLE TREATMENT OF READER, reader being funny af, idk who is more unhinged, slight Mimzy X Reader, slight Rosie X Reader
Description: ☝️⬆️
First of all, he's gonna be your wingman NOT because he wants to help but because it's funny when you fail
Encourages your chaotic nature and uses it to his advantage, will not let you be caged
Someone beneath him wants to pick a fight with him??? Oh he'll give them a fight
*sets down an oversized pet carrier*
*feral animal sounds and vicious shaking*
Alastor opens the door and lets you wreak havoc on them, it's just too hilarious
All metaphorically of course
😳
They get you a toddler leash because you're always scampering off straight into trouble???
Alastor cuts it the first day Vaggie takes you out
*massive destructive explosive sounds in the distance*
"What the FUCK, ALASTOR!?"
Alastor: 😏
You're his favorite feral little ball of chaos
BACK TO BEING YOUR WINGMAN
It's amusing how quickly you change gears when it comes other women and how they enthrall you
He often gives you a handkerchief to clean up your drool, pushes your mouth shut when it's hanging open and grabs the back of your clothes to keep you upright
He does look out for you though
If Mimzy is currently in your sights then he won't let her take advantage of your attraction towards her
That greedy little thing will take you for every dime all while she flirts and toys with you
If you're feasting your eyes any of the overlords(*cough*Carmilla-*cough*Missi-*cough*Velvet-*cough*) then he'll straight up tell you no
Not him bonking your head sweetly with his staff before pushing you out of harm's way
Rosie is an exception tho
He knows she can fend you off herself if she really wants to but also that she won't really do any harm to you
Not that you're not very charming
Rosie just thinks you're adorable!! All the eager attention you're giving her! She could just eat you up!
No seriously...she could...you would taste sweet
No you're sweet
You're making her blush
And you're making her hungry
"Okay, time to go!"
So Alastor sticks around and looks out for you in those moments but he also thinks it's hilarious when you shoot your shot
Feeds you terrible pick up lines and almost dies of laughter when you actually use them
"Hey! Tie your shoes!! I don't want you falling for anyone else~"
"She actually went with that one?!"
Will properly fix your hair or clothes up before you go out on a date, he can't have you looking shabby
If you ask him for advice then he actually has some really good ideas for romance
It's just difficult to get him to give you a honest answer because it's so funny when you fumble a bad bitch
Actually, he does try to set you up with women he thinks could be good for you
"Fascinating, but have you met my good pal Y/N yet? She is QUITE a character!"
Alastor is your partner in crime and you're wingman but he's pretty terrible at both
Gah!! I hope you liked this one!! I wanted to really get the little gremlin vibes!!
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hello!! I loved what's in between so much and I need some more miguel o'hara fluff😭😭
if you're talking requests could you write one about how miguel and the reader have obvious feelings for each other but arent dating, Peter b trying to be the wingman and tagging mayday along while trying to set them up.
idk if this prompt has any scope, but I just liked the idea 😭😭
𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐬
Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x Reader
Summary: You have feelings for Miguel, so Jess and Peter decide to play cupid and help you out a bit :3
Warnings: None!! It's just pure fluff, silliness, paired with the classic best friends to lovers. Enjoy!!
You had a problem.
You had a very, very big problem.
Alright, so it wasn’t that big of a problem, but it lingered on your mind day and night. From the moment you woke up to the moment you went to bed it was on your mind.
What was it, you ask?
You might, just maybe, have feelings for your best friend. Now, you knew the tropes. Best friends to loves was arguably one of, if not the best trope to have. But those were stories, this was real life. It made it all the harder when your best friend was Miguel O’Hara, leader of the Spider Society.
Frankly, it was a miracle you even became friends with him in the first place. Somehow you had wormed your way into his heart and had the honour of being his closest friend. This however meant that it was highly unlikely for anything to progress further beyond the scope of platonic love.
This was a fact that you had grown to accept in the months of realizing your feelings. This didn’t mean you didn’t mope over it though.
~
“Ugh,” you groaned loudly, your forehead pressed into the cafeteria table as you lamented your feelings out into the world. A happy giggle interrupts your swirling mess of thoughts, however, and you turn your head and are met with the sight of Peter B. and Mayday by your side.
Lifting your head up, you open your arms and Mayday happily climbs into your lap, babbling softly. You feel your heart warm a little as she played with your fingers, her red hair a mess as she laughs happily.
“Can’t stay upset for long when this little one is around,” Peter says, smoothing out her hair that somehow only becomes more messy.
“This sucks, Peter,” you whine to the man, and he smiles sympathetically.
“We’ve all been there y’know,” and you only huff slightly. Peter was another one of your closest friends and the one you happened to rant to the most about your unspoken feelings.
“Would it hurt so much to just tell him?” he asks, and you whip your head over dramatically, a horrified expression on your face.
“I would quite literally rather take a dive straight down into Earth-67982 with all the gators than tell him,” you say, and Peter only snorts.
“C’mon, it’s not that bad! How do you expect to get anywhere if you never tell him how you actually feel about him,” he says, and while you knew he had a point you chose to disregard it.
“I’m perfectly happy where I am Peter. Single, and still with a best friend,” you say, but you sigh softly. “It’s not that easy anyway. There’s no way he likes me back, and it took him long enough to talk to me beyond anything superficial like the weather or the happenings of other universes. How am I supposed to confess to him,” you say, pinching Mayday’s cheek lightly. She scrunches her face up and you can’t help the giggle that escapes.
“Ah, relationship woes?” Jess jumps in, and you yelp in surprise while Mayday only laughs at your expense. You glare at her playfully and she imitates your expression in turn which makes everyone around the table laugh.
“We’re not in a relationship, so I don’t think it really counts as a ‘relationship woe’ Jess,” you say, turning to the woman as she settles in next to you for lunch.
“You could be in one if you mustered the guts to actually confess instead of pining for him like a lovesick teenager,” she says, and you shoot her a deadpanned look.
“There is no way in the 7 hells that I am ever going to confess to him, I mean, just look at him,” you say, nodding over to where he was picking up his own lunch from across the hall. “In the billions of possibilities that exist, there is not a single one where he likes me back.”
“Don’t see yourself short, you never know,” Peter says as he and Jess share a look, cogs turning as they scheme their own plots.
~
You were just walking about the HQ, stopping periodically to talk to the Spiders you knew. It was your day off, and your own universe decided to be boring today so you figured what better place to hang around than Earth-928?
Well, it was supposed to be your day off, until your name is called over the intercom alongside Miguel’s, telling you both to come to the monitoring room.
With a groan, you nod to the Spider you were talking to before walking over.
“Jess? Is something wrong?” you ask as you pop into the room, Miguel is already there and turns to nod to you in greeting which you return with a grin.
“There’s a mission I need the two of you to go on,” she says offhandedly, swiping through the screens as she studies the universe’s events.
“But Jess, it's my day off! There are literally hundreds of other spiders you could send on this mission,” you whine, the aches of the mission from yesterday still lingering on your body. Though almost imperceptibly she glances over at you, making it clear that there were hidden intentions behind this mission, and you press your lips together knowingly. You supposed she was in the mood to play Cupid.
“Why do you need us specifically?” Miguel asks, eyes narrowing suspiciously. It was his day off too, you were about to go see him as he worked on all his gizmos, he still wore his work outfit in place of his regular suit.
“This guy’s a bit of a tough one, so Lyla and I decided that we needed our best out in the field. Be ready to head out in 20, he’s already on the move,” she says, and you sigh lightly, unable to disobey orders.
Miguel only pats you on the shoulder.
“Bold of you to assume you think you can order around the Leader of this place,” he says jokingly.
“I can order around anyone I want when the Leader puts me in charge for the day,” Jess retorts as she puts her hands on her hips.
“Good point,” he relents.
“Uh-huh.”
“Alright, let’s get this over with,” you say to Miguel as you head out together.
~
“…wasn’t this guy supposed to be a ‘tough one’” you say, quoting the air as you stare down at the anomaly you were supposed to take down. Miguel only snorts in response before shrugging. There, in your line of sight was the anomaly; a snail that moved at a top speed of maybe 2 kilometres per hour that a single well-placed trap could take down in seconds.
“Easier for us,” Miguel says simply before swinging down and doing just that. Immediately the force field wraps the villain up like a present, and his mask disappears from his face as he looks over at you.
At that moment felt your heart skip a beat as he grins up at you playfully.
“Are you going to hang up there all day or are you gonna head back with me?” he calls out as a portal opens up, snapping you out of your stupor.
“C-coming!”
~
“Peter, why don’t you get one of the younger spiders to babysit? Don’t get me wrong, I love Mayday just as much as the next person but I’m not that great with kids,” you say with a worried smile.
“That’s why you’ll have Miguel to help! I think you two will make a great team,” Peter says, handing Mayday over. You eye him suspiciously when the realization strikes.
“This is all a ploy to get me and him together, isn’t it?” you ask, and Peter puts on an oblivious face.
“What? No! No way, this is just a friend asking for a favour,” he replies.
“Don’t lie! You and Jess have been up to something for the past week, that mission, the closet, and now this,” you huff.
“Alright, fine. Maybe we did plan this out, but maybe the two of you just need the push,” he says, a hand on the back of his neck sheepishly.
“Peter, he doesn’t like me back. I know that already,” you say frustratedly, but sigh softly. “I’ll help you out, but no more games alright?”
“Alright,” he relents. “Thanks for this though. MJ and I haven’t had time to ourselves in a while,” he says, and you give him an understanding look.
“What are friends for?” you smile.
~
“Mayday! Get down from the ceiling, please?” you plead, watching as she babbles happily while crawling across the ceiling. You were right up there with her as Miguel stood on the floor with his hands on his hips, watching with blatant amusement.
“Miguel, a little help here please?” you ask him, and he only snorts.
“You seem to be doing just fine,” he says, and you let out a groan. Finally he gives in to your pleading.
“Solecito, you wanna come down now? I think you’re going to give your babysitter a heart attack,” he says and immediately she drops down from the ceiling into his waiting arms. You let out a sigh of relief as you follow suit.
“She only listens to you, I swear,” you say as you look at her, huffing softly.
“She likes playing around, and you have the most reactions so you’re her main target,” he replies, and you boop her nose playfully.
“You’re a little menace, aren’t you.” She only babbles happily at that.
“I’m going to grab her lunch, will you be okay by yourself?” you ask Miguel, and he bounces her up and down as she giggles loudly.
“We’ll be just fine, won’t we chiquitita,” he says with a small smile. It makes your heart warm as you watch them play together. You knew how hard it was for Miguel to be around Mayday after losing his own daughter, but he seemed to truly adore the little girl. It was precious to watch.
“Alright, I’ll be right back.”
~
After searching aimlessly for a few minutes, and a couple of mishaps you finally have a small bowl of food to feed Mayday. When you come back into the living room, you find Miguel sitting on the floor with Mayday in his lap, a toy grasped in her hand.
“I think you’d make a really good parent if you ever want to have kids one day,” Miguel says offhandedly as he continues to watch over the little girl. You feel your cheeks warm in embarrassment at the compliment.
“Seems like the same would go for you, Miguel,” you say as you watch the two of them fondly. You can’t help the thoughts that flash through your mind. The two of you, together, sitting in a nursery just like this one with a child of your own. It was far-fetched and would probably never happen, but it doesn’t hurt to imagine all the ‘what-ifs’.
“Though that’s ironic of you to say considering I was just hanging on the ceiling trying to get her down not even 15 minutes ago,” you say, and he chuckles lightly.
“Parenting isn’t always smooth sailing, but you have a softness that makes the little ones feel safe. I see it when you’re with Mayday, even with the kids at HQ. Don’t sell yourself short,” he says, glancing over at you before holding out his hand to take the food. Somehow you feel your face heat up even more as you sit down by his side.
“Thanks, Miguel,” you say softly, and he only hums in response.
~
After all the events of the last week, you find yourself lost in all your swirling feelings. All those possibilities, all those moments you spend with Miguel wishing that they were more, it quickly became overwhelming. It’s why you find yourself trekking up to the observatory of HQ.
This was your favourite spot to come to when you were stuck in your head. Very few of the Spiders knew about it, which made it the perfect hiding spot when you wanted to be alone with your thoughts.
The ceiling panned up into a dome of intricate glass, allowing the light of the stars to shine through. Though realistically it was more the light of the futuristic Nueva York, the city that never sleeps. It didn’t make it any less beautiful though.
“So this is where you’ve been,” a voice cuts through the silence, and you jump slightly as you turn around to face Miguel who only chuckles at your expense.
“You found me,” you say softly, smiling at him though it doesn’t quite meet your eyes. A look of concern washes over his face, and you wince.
He could always read you too well.
For a moment you just sit there in the silence, the only thing breaking the quiet being his soft footsteps as he approached you. Every step he took had your heart racing faster and faster until finally, he was by your side. Glancing at him, you see that he’s already looking at you, and there was something on his mind.
“Do you like me?” he asks softly, and you turn away from him, instead choosing to look out through the windows. Slowly, you sigh, still unwilling to make eye contact.
“Do you want me to be honest?” you say just as softly.
“I do.”
A lump forms in your throat as you fidget with your hands a bit, wondering if you should just lie. If that would make this any easier.
It was hard for you to be vulnerable with people, from a young age you were conditioned to hide how you felt because it made you seem weak. And even worse, you were told it made you a burden on other people.
You never wanted to be a burden.
It was hard for you to be honest with your feelings…especially if they were about how you felt about someone you loved. You think this is the first time you’ve ever loved someone like this, and you swallow harshly at the thought.
“I do…like you,” you whisper finally so that only his ears could hear. “I know it's cliche, but it's nothing but the truth when I say that I’ve never felt, felt feelings with anyone else the way I do with you,” you ramble, realizing that once you started you weren’t able to stop yourself.
“It makes me scared, Miguel. Feeling this way? I don’t know how to do this,” you gesture between the two of you, but still hesitating to look into those beautiful crimson eyes you adored so much.
“You’re my favourite person. Throughout every universe, every infinite possibility it’s still true. And I’m scared because it seems like throughout my life every single time I have something good it slips out from beneath me, and I can’t afford to lose you. I, I can’t,” you say, a single tear trickling down your cheek.
For a moment he doesn’t speak, and the car falls silent until he inhales lightly.
“That…is a possibility, it’s true. Maybe what we have, what we could have won’t work out. But maybe we’re that one possibility where us together is possible,” he says as he takes your hand into his own. It was warm.
So warm.
Finally, you dare to look into his eyes, and inside them, you find a swirling storm of emotions that you get lost in.
“Can we do this? Do you think we can?” you ask hesitantly.
“As long as you’re willing to try, mi vida,” he says, squeezing your hand lightly.
“I think…I want to try,” you say softly, and his eyes immediately brighten up like the sun rising over the horizon, lighting up everything in its path. He smiles at you, and you can’t help but smile back.
“Can I kiss you?” he asks, and all you can do is nod as you feel your heart jump to your throat in anticipation. You’ve never wanted to do anything more.
Gently his hand rises up, tucking a strand of hair behind your ear before settling on your cheek as he leans in. You close your eyes as his lips touch yours, and a small happy sound escapes your throat.
It didn’t feel like how the love stories described how your first kiss would be, with explosions and fireworks.
No. It felt like the first breath of fresh air on a warm sunny day. Like the heat of a fire after a long day in the cold.
Kissing your best friend was like coming home, a comfort in every sense and oh so right.
After a few seconds that felt like an eternity condensed into a single moment, Miguel pulls away. You look up at him with teary eyes, not tears of sadness but instead pure and utter joy as you smile brightly.
“I think this might be the start of something wonderful,” you say to him.
“I think so too, mi vida.”
A/N: I hope you enjoyed reading because that entire confession was what I imagined I would say to my crush ghfkjghdfkjghfdk (I was in my feelings, as a result this fic was born)
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Pregnancy headcannons for Neteyam and Lo'ak pretty pretty please? Ilysm ❤️
I love you too!! </3
Neteyam and Lo'ak with a pregnant reader?
Lo'ak
The Bitch is clueless to fucking everything
He doesn't know how none of this shit works because he never really had a reason to care
He acts like you're dying, like you're supposed to be on bedrest or something. Sometimes you just get really pissed at him for it, especially with your hormones.
Like you will be carrying a basket of berry's you gathered and Lo'ak runs up behind you, "Do you need help with that ma y/n?" - usually you would love the help from your sweet and adorable mate, but he is constantly trying to take things for you and 'help you out' it is honestly just making you feel useless - "No Lo'ak, I do not need any help, thank you." you said with irritation.
Luckily Jake knocks some sense into him, I can't even imagine how going through Neytiri's pregnancy was like but Jake definitely now knows his way around pregnant women. He can see the tension brewing between the two of you and poor Lo'ak has no idea what to do (which is kind of infuriating to you) so Jake ends up giving him some advice.
Things start to go smoother with Jake being Lo'ak's (unknown to you) wingman. You and Lo'ak start to communicate more about what you want. Eventually though, as your stomach starts to get larger, there are some things you have to holdback from doing.
Yet you are still very stubborn and it is hard for you to except that you are not in great condition, Lo'ak is right there with you, finding things for you to help out with temporarily without having to lug around heavy things or do hard work.
He cares a lot about you and he wants you to know that
I can see you two having late night talks about your future little one running around, what kind of things you would teach them, and what story's you'd tell. With you cuddled up to Lo'ak's warm chest, one of his hands rubbing your back and holding you close to him while the other rubs soothing circles on your growing tummy.
He even talks to your baby sometimes, whispering sweet things to your stomach about how he can't wait to meet them.
I can see him wanting a boy but ending up with a girl and absolutely loving it, like I've said before, he is a girl dad. He would just be so good with her.
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Neteyam
Neteyam is just straight amazing tbh
He has seen his mother going through pregnancy, so he somewhat knows what it can be like
His protective instincts that are already natural to him just- SKYROCKET to a whole new level
He always wants to be next to you, always looking after you, like Lo'ak he is always trying to help out
Yet, unlike Lo'ak he is not even going to argue with you about participating in your regular activities, he's basically calling the shots for you. He tries not to be controlling but he really wants to protect you.
This obviously leads to an argument, and you start to distance yourself from him. This basically kills him, and you, both needing to be near each other during this time. But as you are both being stubborn as fuck, other people have to get involved. It is surprisingly Neytiri who approaches you first, remembering when she was first pregnant and hating to see you both this upset. She helps you see Neteyam's side a bit clearer, and nudged you and him to talk.
You eventually came to a compromise (with a lot off kisses and cuddles)
He doesn't care what gender the baby is
I can imagine him carving little toys for them, he is literally counting the seconds to your due date
And if you got nervous about it at all, he is immediately there for you. Reassuring you, praying with you, and getting you into a better place in your mind.
He already loves this child and he hasn't even met them yet, he can't wait to teach them everything he knows. Somtimes you guys are talking and he gets WAY ahead of himself. "Nete, the baby is still growing."- "I know ma y/n, I was just saying that when they get their Ikran maybe we could climb-"
He will get you anything you want or need. You have a spacific meal you're craving? Done, he just left hunting to get it. You need another pillow? Boom, he's laying down behind you. Need a message? Want entertainment? You're sad? All taken care of, he's now a professional masseuse, actor, and shoulder to cry on.
In conclusion he is a very cute and very caring partner throughout your pregnancy
I have parenting headcanons out! I'm thinking about writing their reactions to figuring out you're pregnant.
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#Lo'ak#Neteyam#lo'ak x reader#neteyam x reader#lo'ak sully#neteyam sully#lo'ak headcanons#neteyam headcanons#lo'ak fanfiction#neteyam x y/n#neteyam#sully family#lo'ak#lo'ak x you#lo'ak imagine#avatar: the way of water#avatar 2#atwow
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Hi hi! I’d love to see #55 with some angst, maybe Jamie to the rescue after reader’s night out goes wrong? I love your work, so thank you!!
Hurt/Comfort you say? Oh yes that is my speciality!
55. “Stay there. I’m on my way.”
TW gross dudes taking advantage of reader, insecurity, drinking/getting drunk, H/C I got rlly carried away with this one.
2.4k words... whoops
God, you hated going out with your friends. You'd never been one to go out to clubs and dance and flirt. It was just not your thing. But somehow, you'd manage to let your friends drag you out this Saturday night. Part of you was excited. You'd dressed up and shaved and done your make up just right in hopes that just maybe you'd be the one to catch someone's eyes.
But as usual, you were playing wingman for your friend who always seemed to have a line of guys waiting to get her drinks. You played in the ring of condensation that was left on the bar as your friend, Sasha, chatted with some other guy.
"Oh, I really shouldn't let my friend but I am flattered," She chirped, grabbing onto your arm to pull you close.
You gave the man a short wave. He rolled his eyes at you and directed his attention back towards Sasha. You frowned as you watched him flirt with her. You wanted that so badly. You wanted to be the person that people longed for when they walked into a room. You wanted to be wanted and loved so bad. You shrugged Sasha's arm off of you as you departed from the bar.
You just needed to get some air, get your head straight, not be Sasha's excuse to not get laid for like 10 minutes. You went onto the back patio where a smaller crowd was formed. At least it wasn't nearly as stuffy back here.
"Hey." You noticed a guy next to the door, raising his drink towards you. You looked around to make sure he was actually looking at you. "Yeah, I'm talking to you!"
You cringed at yourself, trying to play off your insecurity. "Oh, sorry! I was just making sure. What's up?"
He laughed at me, but not in a mean way. You blushed and moved over to lean against the wall next to him.
"I'm Jason," Jason's voice was posh. You could tell he was from the city just from the way he walked.
"(Y/N)" You replied, holding out your hand from him to shake. "And I for one am not enjoying whatever remix this DJ has going."
And that started a quite pleasent conversation with Jason. Eventually, you forgot about Sasha, just focusing on this guy who's attetntion was on you. Maybe was a little shallow to want attention but man did it feel good to have eyes on you for once.
He bought me drinks and made me laugh and that was all you needed. Eventually, you started getting a little more than tipsy, leaning more against Jason than the wall.
"No, seriously! I'm telling you!" You giggled, grabbing his arm. "I work for AFC Richmond and I'm super tight with the team."
"There is no way a girl like you is friends with AFC Richmond, tell me the name of their kitman."
"Wiliam!! Will Kitman the Kitman!"
"That's a made up name!"
You laughed, hard, taking another long sip of whatever drink he'd given you. You cringed at the taste, the mix being more alcohol than anything else.
"Holy shit, what is this?" You asked, holding the drink away from you.
"My favorite, you'll like it," He brushed you off, shifting so he was standing in front of you. "Drink up."
He took your hand and pushed the drink back towards you, forcing you to take another sip. You sputtered, pushing the drink away. He smiled at you, his eyes suddenly turning dark.
"You're gorgeous, did you know that?" He murmured, moving his arms to cage you into the wall. Normally, you would've blushed at such a comment and physical movement but right now, it was setting off alarm bells. Unfortunately, the alcohol in your system was slowing your movements.
"Wha- stop..." You put your hands up to push at his chest but it was weak. He leaned in, seemingly to kiss you but you brought a hand up to push his face away.
"C'mon, it'll feel good," he insisted, grabbing your hand and pinning it against the wall. Again, he started to lean in. This time, you felt some sembalnce of strength and wiggled out from his grasp. He fell forward, stumbling into the wall. "Goddamit!"
"I told you to stop," you told him, putting distance between you and him.
"Fuck, look, I was just trying to get you off your friends side. Can't you just give a little?" He told you. You furrowed your eyebrow, trying to understand what he was saying.
"What do you-"
"If I can't flirt with her I might as well get something tonight! Even if it is from her desperate friend."
Your blood ran cold as you finally realized what he meant. He was friend with the man flirting with Sasha. Sent to distract you while he took Sasha home. He wasn't actually into you at all. You felt your lip begin to quiver but you wouldn't give him the satisfaction of knowing he got to you. Instead, you turned around and rushed back into the club. You heard him groan as you left but you didn't care.
"(Y/N)!" Sasha's voice caught up to you as you tried to leave the club. "Where are you going?"
"I"m going home, you stay, get laid, please," you explained, trying not to show her your face.
"Are you sure?"
"Yes, go have fun."
With that you were out the front door and walking down the street. You kept walking, not really looking where you were going as the cold outdoor air hit your face. Finally, you felt the tears start to run down your cheeks as you furiously tried to keep them off.
You slowed, feeling the many drinks in your system start to replace the adreniline. You looked around, trying to make sense of where you were but you couldn't remember how you got there. You cursed trying to think of what to do when one name popped into your mind. It was late so it was very likely that he wasn't awake, but if anyone would come to your aid, it would be him.
You pulled out your phone, 20%. The phone only rang once before Jamie Tartt answered.
"(Y/N)?" His voice was surprised. "Do you know what time it is?"
"Jamie, I'm lost," You whined, wondering how much of your emotion was in your voice.
You heard some rustling on the other end as, you assumed, Jamie straightened up, paying more attention.
"Lost? What do you mean?"
You looked around again, trying to make sense of your surroundings but you really didn't feel good. "I was out... and I was with this guy and he was buying be drinks..." Your voice caught as you felt that lump in your throat come back. "I left and I don't know where I am."
"Oh, love," Jamie's cooed. "Look around, do you see any street signs." You found some and read the corner signs off to him. " Okay, stay there, I'm on my way. Just sit down where you are, alright?"
You followed his instructions and wrapped your arms around yourself. It was chilly outside and the skimpy dress you had worn was providing little warmth.
Was there something so wrong with you that no one wanted to spend time with you? They had to send someone to distract you like you were a lost puppy. You felt yourself hiccup, sending a few tears rolling down your cheeks. God, you were pathetic.
From down the street, you saw the headlights of what you could only assume was Jamie's car and you felt so silly. This whole night was just so silly. He pulled up next to you and soon you saw his body stepping out of the car. You bit your cheek, trying to avoid anymore tears falling as you stood to meet Jamie.
"Oh, my sweets." Jamie rushed to your side to help you stand up. You leaned against him, fatigue and dizziness hitting you as you stood up. "What happened?" You shook your head, not trusting yourself to speak. "You're freezin', hold on."
He reached up and took his sweatshirt off, revealing a bit of his stomach riding up under his shirt.
"Arms up," he instructued, sliding the sweatshirt on over your head. Immediatly you were bombarded by Jamie's warm scent. "Now lets get you home."
He lead you to the car and helped you buckle in before running around to his side. At first the ride was silent, with just your sniffles and the soft music playing on Jamie's car filling the air.
"Are you gonna tell me what happened?" Jamie finally asked, glancing over at you.
You grumbled but knew getting it out would help. "I was just... out with Sasha... which was a mistake, I should never go out with Sasha, I know." You and Jamie had discussed Sasha in the past. Sasha wasn't a very considerate friend. She like to bring people along just to use them as pawns in her game with men.
"But this guy came and started buying me drinks, and calling me beautiful, and laughing at my jokes." My mouth started to feel heavy again as the embarassment and disappointment hit you all over again.
"But then he... started getting aggressive and forcing me to drink what he was giving me. Then he tried to... tried to like force me to kiss him. And when I told him to stop he told me he was just there to distract me so Sasha could sleep with his friend. He wasn't even interested in me. I was just Sasha's 'desperate' friend."
You looked out the window, scrunching your mouth to avoid from letting out a sob. You let yourself glance over at Jamie. He was silent, his face hard, hands nearing white as he gripped the wheel. He was angry with you. Of course, he was. You had been really foolish tonight and let yourself get into a bad situation.
"I know, I was stupid, Jamie... just please don't be mad at me."
"Mad at YOU?" Jamie's voice was much louder than you expected and you jumped. Jamie pulled over to the side of the road and parked the car. "(Y/N), how could you ever think I was mad at you?"
Again you looked away, trying to avoid his gaze. This time, Jamie reached over and pulled your chin back to face him. You looked at him with big eyes, the tears in them making them look even bigger. Jamie hated seeing you like this. He wanted to kill that guy. He softened his gaze and moved his hand so he was stroking your rjaw.
"I could never be mad at you," He told you, his voice much softer now. You leaned into his hand and Jamie gazed at you. You closed your eyes for a second, resting in Jamie's embrace, only, when you opened your eyes, you weren't in Jamie's car anymore, you were in your bed. And it was morning.
You blinked and suddenly your head started to hurt like a motherfucker.
"Fucking hell," You cursed, bringing your hands up to hold your head.
You trotted out of your room and into your bathroom to grab some medicine. Then you walked out into the living room only to yelp when you saw Jamie laying on your couch. You covered your mouth quickly, but the damage was already done. Jamie eyes opened and he looked up at you.
"Fucking hell, (Y/N)," He grumbled, sitting up. "You always this loud when your hungover?"
"Shit, sorry, Jamie." I squeaked out, walking over to the kitcen to grab some water.
"S'alright." He got up and came into the kitchen, helping me reach a cup without having to climb on my counter. "How are you feeling?"
"Like shit," you responded, finally taking the tylenol. You stopped to try and remember the night before. "Did you... pick me up off the street?"
"Yeah..." Jamie voice was quiet in his reply. You tried to remember why you was on the street. Then it hit me.
"Oh." You leaned against the counter, the wind suddenly knocked out of me. You started biting the dry skin on your lips. "Sorry."
"There you go again," Jamie scoffed, shaking his head. "Apologizing for shit you don't need to."
"Sorry."
"Stop apologizing!"
You were silent.
"You want to apologize again, don't you?"
"Yeah, kinda."
He laughed at you. His laugh was such a wonderful noise.
"You're hopeless, you know that?" He looked down at you. "You alright?"
You shrugged. Though you weren't as intoxicated as you were last night, meaning you could control your tears better, you were still pretty hurt by the events.
"I guess I should just expect that by now. I'm just not... what people want," you sighed, crossing my arms.
"That's bullshit." Jamie's response was much harsher than you expected. "Don't let the opinions of a few, fuckin', twats, let you think that you're not worth love. Cause you're... you're so amazing."
"Jamie what-"
"You're fit as fuck, (Y/N), and funny and smart. Its too much for some people to handle but don't let that confuse you. You're everything to me."
"Jamie."
"And you're who I think about the most, who I look for when I walk into a room. You drive me mad. And to think that some dickhead out there made you feel uncomfortable or less than... man I want to punch his face in."
"Jamie."
"I know this is a lot but I need you to know how I feel about you. I don't expect you to like me back or anything but I-"
Not able to take it anymore, you reach up and grab Jamie by the collar, bringing him in to slam your lips against his. He was shocked at first, but quickly reciprocated, wrapping one arm around your waist and the other to cradle the back of your head, pulling you flush against him.
What was it Roy had said? 'Struck by fucking lightening?' Yeah that's how this kiss felt. His lips moved against yours as he pressed you into the counter. He pulled away, pressing a few short, chaste kisses to your lips before resting his forehead against yours.
"Hey Jamie?"
"Yeah?"
"I like you too."
He grinned, a beautiful, cheek spiltting grin that forced you to smile back. Then he kissed you again. Washing away all the fear and insecurity that Jason had given you the night before. It was just you and Jamie. Jamie and you. Forever.
#jamie tartt#jamie tartt fanfiction#jamie tartt x reader#jamie tartt imagine#jamie tartt x y/n#ted lasso show#ted lasso#ted lasso imagines#hurt/comfort#angst#fluff#drabble night
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Remember the Wingman Wayne AU? I decided to write a sequel :D (it can be read separately tho, so this is a new part 1 of 8!) | also on ao3 now
'Robbie!'
Steve startles her by loudly drumming his hands onto the counter and she turns around to look at him.
'Why are you here? Did you forget it's your day off today?' She slams a pile of tapes on the counter, right next to his hand, making him jerk it away reflexively.
'Watch out for my hands!'
'Then stop being so annoying!'
He sighs dramatically, but ceases his incessant drumming and instead leans his elbows on the counter.
'Would you like to go on a date with the most perfect girl in the world?' he asks, sounding like he's presenting some kind of game show and about to reveal which prize she has won.
Robin wrinkles her nose. 'Why do you sound like you're scamming me?'
'I'm not scamming you!' he exclaims in an indignant tone. 'I literally have the perfect girl to set you up with, trust me!'
'And what's the catch?'
'No catch.'
'Are you absolutely one hundred percent sure about that?'
'Yes!' he calls out in an exasperated voice.
She squints her eyes at him, but decides to give him the benefit of the doubt – for now, at least.
'Alright, I'm interested. What's her name?'
'Uhh... I – can't tell you. It's a blind date.'
She squints even harder, making Steve's face almost disappear from her vision.
'You don't know her name, do you?'
'Uhh...'
'Steve.' She sighs. 'What did you do? Did you get scammed?'
'No!' He raises his hands. 'No scam, alright? I just – I forgot to ask her name.'
'Okay, so in what uncivilized gutter did you pick up this presumably perfect lesbian who doesn't even properly introduce herself to the guy who wants to set her up with what may possibly be the love of her life?'
'I haven't actually met her,' Steve admits. 'No, no, listen!' he quickly adds when Robin opens her mouth. 'Remember Eddie's uncle, Wayne? The one who set me up with the love of my life?'
Robin nods. 'Impossible to forget, you talk about him constantly when you're not talking about Eddie. It's weird and mildly creepy.'
'I can't help that the man is fucking awesome!'
God, it really is too easy to get Steve all huffy.
'Okay, so I haven't actually met this girl, but Wayne has! And he thinks she's the perfect match for you, and me and Eddie are living proof that he's always right about that shit. So you should definitely go on a date with her. She's a reporter, that's cool, right?'
'Very cool,' Robin replies blankly. 'And how much did you tell him about me? Because I never met the man, dingus, so forgive me if I'm a little skeptical about how he knows I'd be such a perfect match for this mystery nameless reporter girl.'
'He knows enough about you, alright? Can you please just trust his judgment on this one? Worst case scenario, it'll cost you a few hours of your time. Best case scenario, you'll find your true love and live happily ever after.'
That is actually an annoyingly strong argument – well, not the happily-ever-after shit, that's way over the top, but Robin does have nothing to lose here; even though she doesn’t know Eddie's uncle, she trusts the man enough to believe that he wouldn't set her up with some creepy psychopath. So she might as well go for it and see what happens. She has to admit she's curious about the girl. It's not like she has a huge range of queer women to choose from around Hawkins, so it would be rather stupid to waste this chance without even trying, right? It's been a while since she actually dated. She broke up with Vickie months ago and her lack of dates has less to do with not being ready to move on and more with the fact that she's a lesbian living in goddamn Hawkins, Indiana.
'Alright, I'm in,' she decides, causing Steve to cheer and pump his fist in the air like some gross straight dudebro.
'YES!' he yells out. 'Alright, I'll call Wayne to let him know that you're in. And you should be ready for a romantic dinner at Benny's tomorrow at 7 o'clock. I'll take your evening shift, no need to thank me.'
'A romantic dinner at Benny's?' Robin repeats in an incredulous voice. 'Are you sure I wanna meet this girl if that's peak romance for her?'
Steve excited smile drops so fast it's almost comical. 'It was Wayne's idea, okay,' he says, and it sounds slightly more defensive than necessary. 'The man lives in a trailer park, cut him some slack.'
And something about that is oddly cute – both the fact that Steve is so ready to defend Mr. Munson and the idea of this middle-aged straight man picking out Benny's Burgers as a go-to lesbian date location.
'Okay, I won't complain,' she's quick to tell Steve. 'The burgers there are impeccable.'
'That's the spirit!' Steve's slightly too intense excitement is back on again. 'Tomorrow, 7. Be there or be prepared to stay alone forever.'
'That's a bit much,' she mumbles as Steve walks out of the store, turning around at the door to shoot finger guns at her while crashing into that one Fast Times cardboard cutout that's somehow always in his way. She snickers while turning her attention back to the tapes she had been sorting, trying not to think too hard about what’ll be waiting for her tomorrow evening.
Pt2
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Ok but expanding on the wingman idea - I wish you would write a fic where the women of Prythian come together to make Elain see reason. Picture this they’re all at some big party with all the courts, and Lucien is BUSY. Elain’s watching while the man is dancing with Nuan, Cressida, Vassa, oh what’s this? Feyre wants a turn with her old friend? Ok that makes sense- wait…Nesta?? But she doesn’t even like him?? Meanwhile Lucien’s just like 🧍♂️
Ohohohoho. Do I love this or what!
Elain is trying to ignore these weird... territorial feelings she's getting? Why? Why is she feeling this way? They don't...interact that way. He let her be, per her preference and Elain had certainly never given him any ideas that she felt otherwise.
Not that she'd been able to stop herself from thinking about him before bed. Or how he appears in her dreams. Or how she still hears his heartbeat. She would never tell anyone that she knows exactly when he sets foot in Velaris and is hyperaware of him at all times. No one needed to know that.
He was friends with Feyre. Of course, they'd dance together. She didn't need to pay attention to how they laughed. Or how smooth of a dance he was. Of course, he'd dance with Vassa, they were also close friends. They lived together and no, she was not feeling some kind of emotion associated with the color green at that thought. It was none of her business what he did or where he lived.
But those other women...who were they? Why was he so comfortable dancing with them? She could casually ask Feyre about it later but she didn't want to make her curiosity obvious...but Nesta? Dancing with Lucien?
Why? Since when did her older sister have a friendship casual enough that she danced with him?
Elain was barely thinking straight, running mostly on annoyance when she oh, so, casually bumped into him at the refreshments table and he apologized graciously as if she wasn't the one to bump into him.
"Giving yourself a much-needed boost after all that dancing?" she said, attempting humor but even to her own ears, her tone sounded tight.
Lucien only lifts a brow. "It has been a fun night with friends."
Elain hums, a finger tapping on the flute of champagne in her hand. "Yes, it seems like you're enjoying yourself."
"I am," he said, then tilted his head, watching her curiously. "Is there something I can assist you with, my lady?"
And Elain tried not to shiver at the term he always used with her. Always so polite. Always with manners. An awkward silence filled the space between them and Elain knew Lucien would always work on her pace. He would wait for her to initiate anything more than a conversation — as annoyingly respectful as he was.
Elain pursed her lips and before she could think too long about it, she knocked back the glass of champagne and cleared her throat.
"Are you going to ask me to dance?"
Lucien paused, a slight color staining his cheeks, and straightened. "I would've assumed you preferred I stayed away from you."
The next words slipped out before she could stop them. "I would not prefer that. Especially when you're dancing with every female in the room but me."
His lips twitched and Elain promptly wanted to die. She didn't even like him, right? Why did she care if he danced with her? Why was she even talking to him in such a public event?
But now she had brought attention to it and it seemed like she cared and oh gods, was everyone watching them? She felt herself turn more and more red by the minute, frowning.
"Nevermind. I —"
"I would be honored to dance with you," he said and Elain blinked at him as he watched her with amusement.
"Oh."
"Given that you're dying to dance with me."
"I'm not dying to —"
"Too late, you can't take it back now." he joked and Elain made a noise of protest until she saw the twitch of his lips. He was teasing her, that rake. "I just hope you can keep up."
Her eyes narrowed and suddenly her heart began to pump so very fast. She was going to dance with him. With her...mate. And maybe it was the drinks, maybe it was the general atmosphere of the party, and yes — maybe it was because he was handsome and she wanted to show everyone else exactly how well she danced, that Elain lifted her head, jutting her chin in a challenge and said, "Let's hope you can keep up with me."
#elucien#elucien drabbles#elain archeron#lucien vanserra#this is unedited lol#gigi writes#gfics#asks#anon#they def have a drunk first smooch at this party btw
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Cupid Personified
Posting this for the @starkerfestivals Secret Starker Valentine's event.
For my giftee, @taruchinator :) I hope you like it!
Prompt: Peter is Morgan's kindergarten teacher and Tony is just smitten with the guy. Morgan, thinking she's helping her dad out, asks him to buy her flowers and chocolates for Valentine's Day, claiming it's for her classmates. Turns out the little devil just straight up walks to Peter and goes “my daddy thinks you're cute!” and hands him all the stuff. Embarrassment and shenanigans ensue, but yeah, wingman Morgan for the win. "
Tony slammed on the brakes, his hands tightening instinctively on the wheel as his car jerked to a stop. School drop-off was always challenging. How could it not be, when his eyes won’t stop straying? He averted his gaze from Mr. Parker, who was turning with furrowed brows, likely trying to figure out whose parent was incapable of driving in a parking lot.
He let out a heavy sigh once Mr. Parker returned his attention to the students streaming through the gates of the school. What was wrong with him? Pining after his daughter’s teacher like a fool. He wasn’t sure when exactly this obsession started; all he knew was that every time he laid eyes on Mr. Parker, his heart made a funny stutter and scared him into thinking it was failing.
“Daddy?”
The telltale wobble in Morgan’s voice was the only clue Tony needed to understand she was upset. Alarmed, he glanced over his shoulder to take in her watering eyes.
“What’s the matter, sweetheart?” he asked calmly.
No reason to set her off further. He’d noticed over time that she tended to base her reactions off his, so if he was worried, she would be too.
“We didn’t bring anything for Valentine’s Day,” she said anxiously. “Mr. P wanted everyone to bring something so we could have a party.”
Tony ran a hand down his face. “Why didn’t you tell me that sooner?”
He couldn’t count the number of times they’d run into the same issue with last minute projects that consisted more of his work than her’s.
“I forgot,” Morgan confessed, “but I didn’t mean to! Can you bring some flowers and chocolate?”
Tony checked his watch. He was already running late to a board meeting, why not make them wait longer? It was worth it to make his daughter happy.
“Go to class. I’ll bring something,” Tony said, watching her smile grow, “but I want you to tell me these things in advance from now on. Capiche?”
“Capiche,” she echoed. “Thanks Daddy!”
Tony reached over the console and helped her unbuckle her belt. He unlocked the car door and kept his eyes trained on her as she skipped towards the gates. She’d cheered up awfully fast for someone who’d been so downcast just a moment ago.
Interesting.
Once she made it safely through the gates, he left the parking lot and drove to the nearest store he could find. Once he went in, he took his time perusing the aisles, ignoring the judgmental looks he could feel being directed at him by others. He knew how it looked—like he was a bad spouse doing last minute shopping for his partner.
He picked out enough chocolate to send thirty children into a sugar high. He didn’t envy Mr. Parker, who would undoubtedly have to deal with more chaos than Tony faced as Iron Man. Tony sent him a mental apology as he paid for his armful of chocolate and flowers; he’d gotten one flower for each child.
After stuffing everything into his car, Tony made the drive back to Morgan’s school. He parked as close as he could get to the entrance and wandered in with his gifts back in his arms. He hastily signed in at the reception before making his way to Morgan’s classroom. He knocked on the door as a warning before stepping in.
The moment he went in, he realized that the knock was completely unnecessary, because there was absolutely no way Mr. Parker heard it. The children were already having fun, the Valentine’s Day party underway with music playing from the speakers as they folded bits of paper into hearts.
Mr. Parker had his back turned to the door. He was helping a boy make his heart. Tony caught Morgan’s eye and beckoned her over with a nod. She bounded toward him cheerfully, taking everything from his arms with a small “Thanks!” and marching toward Mr. Parker before he could utter a word.
Tony trailed behind her, laughing to himself at her determination. She tapped Mr. Parker on the arm, who turned to her with a kind smile, his eyes widening when he spotted all her gifts.
“My daddy thinks you’re cute!” she announced, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and suddenly it all made sense.
They didn’t have to bring anything. Tony’d always known that Morgan was observant, but he never thought his attraction to Mr. Parker was so obvious she could pick up on it, let alone act on it. He was briefly concerned about how well she’d played him earlier this morning with the fake tears, but that concern rapidly made way for embarrassment, which wasn’t an emotion he was used to having.
Mr. Parker’s cheeks bloomed. “These are very pretty flowers.”
They were. And Tony had bought thirty of them. How must that look to Mr. Parker?
“What can I say?” Tony asked, regaining his voice. “I like pretty things.”
He shot a wink at Mr. Parker, who seemed to turn impossibly redder. Morgan clapped her hands excitedly before jetting off to her friends, leaving them alone. There was something triumphant in her grin.
“Well, I…appreciate all of this, Mr. Stark,” Mr. Parker finally said. “Thank you.”
Tony waved off the thanks. “Please, call me Tony.”
“Thank you, Tony,” Mr. Parker repeated, a bashful smile creeping onto his face. “You can call me Peter.”
Tony tucked his hands into his pockets. “Are you doing anything today, Peter?”
“You mean aside from watching a bunch of hyperactive kids?” Peter joked.
Tony laughed, tilting his head back. “Aside from that, yes.”
“I was going to binge watch Star Wars and drink cheap wine. I’m sure your plans are a lot more interesting,” Peter said.
Tony shrugged. “They will be if you allow me to join you.”
“Oh!” Peter’s eyes widened. “I’d like that. If you’re sure.”
His cheeks were turning red again, and Tony had to fight the urge to trace his thumb over them. He kept his hands rooted firmly in his pockets.
“I’ve never been more sure of anything.”
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ok but imagine when they are back at oxford and anthony is out with simon and there’s this one girl who is new or something and she doesn’t know that he’s with kate and start flirting with him and everyone around her and anthony are like girl what are you doing?!😂
Simon and Anthony sitting in a pub in Oxford and a girl approaches him and Simon can't stop laughing because this girl is clearly trying her absolute most and Anthony hasn't even realised.
"So, I've got Kate's exhibition tennis match on Saturday and then I'm thinking I'm gonna surprise her, and we'll go down to London for the rest of the weekend." Anthony grinned, ruffling his hair. "So, No, I don't have time for a cheeky trip to whatever hell hole you've picked out."
Simon sighed, rolling his eyes as Anthony drained the last of his pint. "Who said it was a hell hole?"
Anthony raised his eyebrow, "You're right, you're right, I'm sure it's a premium establishment. I bet the Strippers there are in the union."
Simon gave him the finger, "There aren't any strippers."
"Sure there aren't." He chuckled, "I'm surprised I got you in here without the promise of strippers."
"Well, not all of us inexplicably have a beautiful girlfriend."
Anthony raised his eyebrows, "I'd have thought the charms I held for my future wife were pretty clear."
Simon clicked his tongue, pointing at his friend, "You do know you have to actually ask Kate to marry you before you can refer to her as your future wife right?"
Anthony's brow furrowed, "I don't think that's true."
Simon gaped at his friend, "I... think it is, Mate."
"Okay, but she found my list of baby names the other day-"
"I'm sorry, you have a list of names you want to name your children?"
Anthony blinked at him, "Yes."
"Your children with Kate? Your Girlfriend of nine months."
"Obviously. She's my dream girl."
"Jesus Christ," Simon sighed, "Go on then."
"So, she was going through my drawers, looking for one of my sweaters- She likes wearing my sweaters because they smell like me." Anthony grinned, sitting back against the booth smugly.
"Fucking god knows why, honestly. I like Kate, She's fucking great but she's clearly mental. She must be to be so all in on you."
"She circled the names she likes!"
"Jesus," Simon chuckled, "She really is balls to the wall for you."
"I know!" Anthony crowed, "Mark my words one day: a baby will be born unto me with Kate Sharma's glorious cheekbones, and exquisite hair and her name will be: Charlotte."
"unto you?" Simon chuckled, "Are we rewriting the bible? And you think Charlotte is the best name for your daughter?"
"Say what you will but-"
"I couldn't help but notice you over here."
Anthony turned towards the voice that had interrupted him, blinking at the woman who'd slid into the booth across from him, right next to Simon, batting her eyelids at Anthony.
Anthony looked at Simon, waiting for him to greet the woman who'd clearly come over for him, and Simon stared straight back at him.
"What are you two talking about?" The woman prompted, and still Anthony stared straight back at Simon, completely baffled as to why his friend was completely silent.
Anthony sighed, figuring one of them had to say something, and he'd be damned if anyone could say he was a bad wingman. "What do you think of the name Charlotte?"
The woman blinked at him, clearly surprised. "I... have an aunt named Charlotte? It's nice I think?"
Anthony clicked his fingers, "See, Argument settled, Si. Three against one."
Simon rolled his eyes, taking a swig from his drink.
"So... Who's Charlotte?"
Anthony sighed, "No one yet. I really want to have kids and I liked the name Charlotte."
"Oh," The woman cooed, "That's so sweet."
"Thanks!" Anthony continued staring at Simon widening his eyes, in a clear, Are you going to fucking say anything? She's hitting on you
"That's rare, to meet a man who's so forward about wanting a future."
Anthony shrugged, ruffling his hair, "Well, when you meet the right person it just makes sense. My girl's great"
The woman blinked. "Your Girlfriend."
"Yeah!" He nodded, "Kate! Wanna see a picture of us?"
"Sorry," She cleared her throat, standing to leave, "I better get back to my friend."
"Have a great night then." Anthony smiled at her as she left before rounding on Simon. "Well, you cocked that up Mate."
Simon blinked at him, "I cocked that up?"
"Yes!" Anthony scoffed, "She came over here to talk to you, and you didn't say anything! She was nice!"
Simon blinked at him, as though he were stupid, "Ant, Mate, she was here for you."
"What? No!"
"Yes!"
"But I have Kate!"
"Well, She obviously doesn't know that" Simon chuckled, "How's she supposed to know that from all the way over there?"
Anthony shrugged, "I thought there was just like... A wife guy vibe about me."
"Oh there definitely is that." Simon rolled his eyes.
And he was joking, mostly, Simon was when he bought Anthony a shirt that said Ask me about my Soulmate, Kate. But he wasn't joking when Anthony insisted on wearing it the next time they went out. And it baffled him immensely when three seperate women cooed,
"Oh, Your soulmate? That's so sweet. Kate's so lucky!"
"Thanks, but I'm the lucky one! She's so incredible!"
"Unbelievable!"
#if the shoe fits walk in it#kathony#anthony x kate#kate sharma#kate sheffield#anthony bridgerton#simon basset#molly’s asks and answers
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Getting Together with Tsunade Headcanons | Tsunade x Reader |
author's note: i just really love her
pairing: tsunade senju x fem!reader
warnings: modern au, alcohol, also reader realizing they're not straight, making out, heavy petting
You've been friends with Tsunade for a long time now, and when you first met her you were taken aback by how fuzzy your chest felt when you first saw her
You're introduced by a mutual friend, Jiraiya, who you had a friends with benefits situation with
Jiraiya said he needed a wingman, and since he was paying for the drinks, you obliged him and dolled yourself up for a night at the club
You warm up with a few shots, tossing back a second shot of tequila when you see her
She's speaking with Jiraiya at one of the couches, and at first you think he's already gotten his bag
The way she punches his gut, however, proves you wrong
Surprised, you rush over to check on Jiraiya, who laughs through his pain and introduces you to his assailant
"This is my longtime friend Tsunade."
Tsunade analyzes you with her warm, amber eyes. You find your throat to be dry and lick your lips, turning your head so you don't have to feel her gaze as harshly
"Hm... You're much too pretty to settle for Jiraiya's hookups."
Jiraiya makes an offended noise, but she ignores him in favor of taking your wrist. "We'll be drinking!" She tosses over her shoulder to Jiraiya, leading you back to the bar
She orders a round of shots after asking your preferred poison, smirking when you respond with tequila
"Oh, we'll be friends in no time if you keep this up."
You two get to know each other that night, and once you've fulfilled your promise to Jiraiya to get him laid, you pull out your phone to get a ride home
Tsunade takes your phone and adds her number in. "I like you. Let's do this again sometime, but without the sleeze next time."
You smile and you hope you're not outwardly showing your adoration, as your insides are warm and overjoyed that she wants to be your friend
You two are indeed fast friends, both having military experience. She on the medical side, you on the engineering side
Your personal interests overlap as well, and oftentimes you and Tsunade go out for small vacations, or new movie releases, or just about anything
Your interest in her skyrockets, and Jiraiya looks bored one night at dinner as you talk about her and your latest trip to Vegas
"So did you hook up or not." He deadpans.
"W-What?" You stop mid-story, cheeks burning with embarrassment
"Yeah, yeah, the whole 'stays in Vegas' thing, I get it."
You frown, and he perks a brow right at you. "You look awfully confused for a simple question."
"Why would I have sex with Tsuna?"
If looks could kill, you'd be Yamcha right now
"Because, I dunno, she's beautiful, sexy, you have a crush on her... I could go on but I won't for fear of her spawning out of nowhere and putting me in traction for a year."
"I..." You blink and really think about your friendship with Tsunade. And how you've always felt so fond of her, even from that very first moment you saw her. And how those feelings have lingered for a long time
"I've never loved a woman."
"You do now." Jiraiya smirks. "And what a woman to fall in love with, hm?"
"Oh my god..." You whisper to yourself. You really do love Tsunade Senju
When Jiraiya drives you home, he smiles gently at you. "For the record, I think she's gonna be a lot more receptive to your love than mine."
You look into his eyes and realize he's probably loved her his entire life, and he's still 100% supportive of you trying your luck with her because of how much he loves you too
You smile back at him and lean in for a hug, kissing the corner of his mouth. "I love you too, Jiraiya."
He laughs softly and kisses your temple, making sure you get inside safely before he drives home
You're nervous the next time you see Tsunade. It's been around a week since you went out with Jiraiya, and she's finally got some free time after the Vegas trip
She invites you over for a sleepover, and you realize just how much effort you've been putting in for her with your clothes and makeup choices as you pack a bag
You're greeted with her brightest smile and hug when you get to her place, and you rest your hands comfortably on her hips
"It's been so long." She whines softly in your ear. Her breath against your ear makes you shiver
"It's been ten days, Tsuna." You laugh softly
"Too. Long." She whispers before pulling you by your hand into her house. She's got the living room set up with snacks and saké, and lots of pillows and blankets on her sectional couch
You chat for a bit to catch up, though Tsunade's doing most of the talking
You just can't stop focusing on how beautiful she is. Her lips look so soft, her skin is flawless and her hair is perfect every time you see her
andyou'veseenherhungover
Eventually Tsuna starts pouring alcohol while you focus on putting on a movie. You settle on some rom-com and lean back into the cushions, taking the drink Tsunade's delicate hand holds to your mouth
And just like every time you two get together and drink, you both get tipsy after some time
You're watching her as she watches the movie, your chest feeling full and like it would burst with how much you want this woman
Tsunade turns her head, gazing back at you with that little smile on her lips. Her cheeks are flushed from the saké and her eyes have a mischievous glow in them
She turns her body to face you more and you swallow thickly, forcing your eyes to stay met with hers. And it's difficult because she's wearing a tank top with no bra underneath and you're lit up from the alcohol
"When are you going to kiss me?"
"Hwhat." You deadpan.
Tsunade smirks and moves to her knees, leaning forward so her lips are a hair's breadth from yours
"I'm tired of waiting for you to make a move."
You swallow and gaze into her hooded eyes. "If you want something right, do it yourself." You dare to challenge back
Tsunade never did back down from a gamble
She presses her soft mouth to yours, both of her hands coming to your head and kissing you like a pro
You've never responded to someone so viscerally like you to do Tsunade kissing you. You shiver and your body is littered in goosebumps, and you swear she's smirking against your lips
She straddles your lap without ever breaking her momentum on your lips, pressing her chest to yours and looping her arms loosely around your neck, grinding her hips lightly as she slips her tongue into your mouth
You shudder at the heat she brings, tentatively putting your hands on her thighs
Tsunade kisses you til you're almost breathless, literally
You have to pull away or you'll suffocate, though dying because Tsunade Senju is kissing you is one of the best ways to go out
She steals a few quick smooches anyway, settling the movement of her hips
You get your bearings back and look her dead in the eye. "I am in love with you."
"Good." She winks at you and reclaims your lips, murmuring between her warm, messy kisses. "Otherwise this would be awkward."
When you wake up in the morning, you can't even feel the hangover. You're on top of Tsuna, head pillowed on her chest and enveloped in the smell of her as she's got her limbs locked around you
She's asleep still, drooling and snoring with her messy hair and all, and even then you still find her to be absolutely perfect
You kiss her chest softly and settle back in, smiling to yourself
She's grumpy when she eventually wakes up, but giggles and blushes so beautifully when you silence her complaints of a headache with a kiss
Tsunade Senju really does love you
#senju tsunade#tsunade senju#tsunade#tsunade x reader#tsunade x you#naruto#naruto shippuden#wlw#headcanons#fic#i really fucking love tsunade#i want to cuddle with her while she plays with my hair
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Danger Meter [6]
》Come back《
▪︎Pairings: Bradley "Rooster Bradshaw x Reader
▪︎Pronouns: She/Her [Fem! Reader]
▪︎Warnings: Language, Navy Inaccuracies, Person going into shock, medical inaccuracies, and mentions of throw up. THIS IS A LONG CHAPTER
▪︎Genre: Soulmate Au! Angst and Fluff
▪︎Synopsis: Your soulmate rarely seems to be out of the High risk zone according to your mark, which makes you worry.Oh well— you already know the same goes for him.
Note: This is the last part of Danger Meter! Sorry if it feels a bit rushed, I'm trying to get this series to a close before going back to class. Thank you so much for liking/reblogging/commenting/reading this series! (If I have the chance I'll probably post what happened after danger meter to Crash and Bradley)
》 Masterlist 》 Bradley's Masterlist
》 Previous
"It's been an honor flying with you."
Maverick scanned the Naval Aviators infront of him. "Each of you represents the best of the best. This is a very specific mission." Out of the corner of your eye you saw Hangman look at Maverick, smiling. You already knew he thinks he'll be picked for the mission.
To say you are nervous is beyond an understatement. You think you're gonna puke, pass out, and faint at the same time worrying about your friends.
"My choice is a reflection of that and nothing more." Maverick said, "Choose your two foxtrot teams." You hear Vice Admiral Simpson tell to Maverick.
"Payback and Fanboy."
"Pheonix and Bob." You slightly perked up, half of you is happy to know that they got picked and that the topgun instructor realized their potential, but the other half is scared to death for them.
"And your wingman."
You saw Rooster beside you look down, you can already tell he's not confident he'll get picked. Every second maverick was silent had you growing nervous. You can tell he's conflicted, his eyes drifting back and forth from Rooster and Hangman.
"Rooster." You felt your breath hitch as you looked beside you. Rooster slowly looked up at Maverick.
"The rest of you will stand by the carrier for any reserve role that is required. Dismissed" Warlock announced, you walked over to Pheonix and Bob, uttering out words of encouragement before running off to find Bradley.
"Rooster." You called out, he stopped and turned to look towards you. Jogging to him, you gave him a smile. "You can do it." He nods, a small smile of his own forming on his face. "Thanks for believeing in me, Crash."
"I uh.. want to give you something." You smiled nervously, Rooster's eyebrows rose up in surprise.
"What is it, Crash?" Your hands went straight to your neck as you unclasped your necklace. He never noticed the jewelry, probably because it was tucked under your shirt most of the time.
"This, I want to give it to you. My lucky charm, I like to think this necklace is the reason why I'm always safe, even if I had to eject out multiple times in my career." You chuckled, staring at the silver paper airplane shaped pendant on your palm.
Rooster shaked his head, looking at the piece of jewelry that mean so much to you."Oh no no.. I can't take it, Crash. It's yours." You smiled, "Okay then, just borrow it. You can give it back to me when you come home." He bit his lip, contemplating on wether he sould accept or not.
"I want you to be safe, Rooster. I gave Bob a plane keychain too, it keeps him safe, he said. So you know, it's legit." You laughed, Rooster let out a smile as he stared at you. Without much thought, you grabbed his hand, palms facing up as you placed your necklace in it. You rolled his finger down his palm, closing and squeezing it.
That's when you both felt it.
When you touched his hand, a warm, comforting feeling was felt through the both of your marks. You can also see the some of the light peeking through the sleeve of your uniform. You stilled, trying to calm your racing heart. Did that just happen?
Rooster felt his breath got knocked out his lungs, a warm feeling was felt in his mark then travelled to his heart, filling his chest with warmth. He can see the glow of his mark.
You're his. You're his soulmate.
"I-i'll see you around, rooster!" You yelled, taking off, you couldn't hear his scream for you to come back as you tried to let what happened earlier sink in.
Your soulmate, Bradley bradshaw.
He's about to enter the most dangerous task in his entire career. On his mind, he can only think of one thing. You. He has to get home safe.
He will come back. He has to. For you.
You can feel a flurry of emotions in you. There it is, you found out your answer. He's your soulmate. He's yours.
You only then realized the heaviness of your situation. He's assigned to be the wingman in a dangerous mission, one that has a probability of him not coming back home. You felt your knees weakening.
You willed yourself not to break down until you get to your room. You felt your knees collapsed at the hard floor as you cried.
"Crash, what's wrong?" You headr Pheonix behind the door as she knocked frantically, "N-Nothing."
"Bullshit. I'm coming in." You heard the door open and you felt Pheonix engulf you in a hug. "What's wrong?"
"M-my soulmate.. Rooster.." You hiccuped, you can feel Pheonix tense up, "When did you.."
"Just now.." Pheonix rubbed your back, mind already going to worst case scenario judging by your reaction. "Do I need to beat him up?"
"N-no.. I'm just.. scared." Her eyes softened,
"Why? Rooster's a great guy. You don't have to worry."
You shaked your head, "I-I'm scared for him.. for all of you.." You sputtered out, she frowned, knowing what you mean. "He needs to focus on the mission, he can't have this soulmate thing distracting him.. that's why I ran away." You mumbled, Pheonix sighed.
"You do realize he's gonna go insane with you running away, right?"
"I don't even know if he noticed."
"Everyone can feel it. Anyone can feel their soulmate's touch, it's an experience you can't forget."
Rooster felt his heart break into two.
It seems like he can't move, his feet planted firmly on the ground as he watched your figure dissappear when you ran far enough.
Was he not good enough?
Did you suddenly realized you don't want him as your soulmate?
But then, why did you gave him your necklace?
He can feel himself clutching onto it, gripping onto the necklace so tight so that no one can take it away. It feels like that it's only thing that keeps him from going insane. He knows you care about him, but as what? As a friend?
He knew that you felt it too, there's no denying it. Yet, you ran away.
He can feel himself plop down in a sitting position at the ground, his hand slowly opening to reveal your necklace.
"Am I not good enough for you?" He rasped out, voice wavering as he tried to keep his emotions at bay.
"Bradshaw."
Rooster didn't even bother to turn and look at him. "Not now, Hangman." He couldn't bear to see the smug look pf Hangman.
"Bradshaw, whatever you're thinking right now-"
"Stop acting like you're comforting me, Hangman. I hope your happy." He spat out venoumously as he stood up. Hangman grabbed his wrist.
"Look, knowing Crash, she's probably worrying about you and she's trying to prevent you from getting distracted-"
"What? Does she think that I'll be able to focus on the damn mission if she runs away from me?" He looks at Hangman, "I feel like I was gonna die when she ran away.." Tears sprang onto his eyes.
This is the time Jake knew that Rooster is serious about you. Sure, he felt like a dick, being an obstacle to both you and Rooster but he did that because he wants to know if Bradley is serious about you or not. So to let his fellow naval aviator know that he supports the both of them, he pushed Rooster.
"Go get your girl, Bradshaw."
Bradley looks at him, taken aback by his actions. "Whatcha waitin for?" Jake raised his eyebrows.
That's all the needed push for Rooster as he ran towards where you're staying.
"Rooster." Pheonix opened the door, shocked that he's infront of your room. "You're not supposed to be here, you know. Male and females are not allowed to be in the opposite gender's quarters."
"I know, I know. Can I please talk to Y/n?" He pleaded. Pheonix looked at the hallways before pulling him inside and shutting the door. "She's asleep." Rooster deflated at her word. "If you want to see her, go." Mumbling 'thanks' to Pheonix, he went straight to your bed, he can hear Pheonix leave, giving him privacy.
"Y/n.." Rooster looked at your face, dried tear marks evident in your cheeks as you slept soundly. He gingerly took your hands into his as he sat down on the side of your bed.
"I know you're sleeping, but I have to say it. Give me a chance, Y/n. Give me the chance to prove myself to you, even if I have to spend the rest of my life doing that." He whispered, voice wavering as he ghosted his thumb over your knuckles.
"Once I come home from this mission, I promise to take you out, watch movies with you, take long walks on the beach, anything you'd like to do, my darling." He said, kissing your forehead.
"I'll make sure to come back home. I promise."
The day finally came for the Uranium Mission.
Watching everyone get ready made your stomach churn, everyone knew the danger awaits the Aviators. Standing beside Hangman, you both were ordered to be on stand-by, in case the mission didn't exactly go as planned.
You saw Rooster approach the both of you, he looked at Hangman. The pair seems to have a telepathic conversation as Hangman nodded, and pursed his lips. "Give 'em hell!"
Rooster looked at you the second Hangman left. You gulped, "Roo.."
Bradley felt warmth in his chest as the nickname for him rolled of your tongue. "I just want to say-" You were cut off by the announcement saying they need the Pilots and WSO's on their aircraft.
"We'll talk. After we come back from the mission." He offered a smile, you could only send a small one back as he went and got ready.
"Bullseye, bullseye, bullseye!"
A wide smile grew on your face as you and Hangman looked at each other, completely proud of your friends. "That's so cool." You breathed out, sitting in your jet. You heard Hangman talk to you.
"Ladies and Gentlemen, Crash is falling harder and harder for Rooster." You rolled your eyes, "Shut it, Hangman."
The smile slowly fell on your lips, replacing it with a frown as you hear their status. Your heart dropped as you heard Rooster being out of flares while having two SAMs tailing behind him.
"Dagger one is hit! I repeat dagger one is hit!" You heard Pheonix yell, feeling your face go pale, you turned to look at Hangman beside you, making shre you heard it right. Judging by his facial expression, you knew what you're hearing is true.
"Dagger spares one and two request permission to launch and fly air cover." You hear Hangman request, you got ready to fly and scanned your jet quickly.
"Negative spares one and two."
You furrowed your brows and try to manage your annoyance, you can feel Hangman's frustration beside you. Then you heard a statement that shaked you to your core.
"Dagger two is hit. Dagger two is hit."
"Dagger two, come in."
"Dagger two, do you copy?" Still no response.
Rooster. You felt your hear rate pick up and your breathing became shallow.
No.. no. He promise he's come back home safe.
"This isn't happening." You mumbled, your hands shake as you gripped your flightsuit, cold sweat started to form on your forehead and hands. "No, this isn't happening." Hangman looked over to you. Noticing you slowly getting into shock.
"Crash... Crash! Dammit!" He hissed, seeing you get nauseous and spilling out the contents of your stomach. Luckily you were able to hunch over your jet as you throw up.
You can faintly hear Hangman call for a medic as you got down on your jet clumsily, kneeling and throwing up a second time on the tarmac.
Feeling light headed, you saw black spots in your vision as you dropped down. You can hear medical professionals run towards you, making you lay down as they put an oxygen mask on you. You feel the heaviness of your eyelids, you couldn't do anything as you slowly closed your eyes.
"Shit, I promised her I'd come back safe."
Rooster whispered, blinking away tears. He can feel your necklace sitting around his neck. This is it. He thought he would've been able to hold your hand one more time, kiss, and hug you.
A single tear rolled down his face, he can already hear the missle launch from the enemy's jet. And then he heard an explosion, as well as Hangman's voice. He felt his heart leap in joy, knowing he's coming back home, to you.
After the celebration, he quickly noticed you werent there, turning to Hangman, he asked him about your whereabouts.
"She went into shock, she's in the infirmary."
Rooster dropped his helmet. He never ran so fast than he did now in his entire life. His heart hammered against his chest, he looked down at his wrist. He needs to make sure you're okay. He was more than relieved as he saw it green, slowing down, he turned the doorknob to where the nurse had told him your room was and opened it.
There you were laying down, staring at a wall. Your lifeless eyes went over to the door to see your soulmate, still completely intact and alive.
"Rooster?" You whimpered, tears springing into your eyes. As you hurriedly sat up, Rooster gently pushing you back down.
Crying, you gently cupped your hands on his cheeks. "You're alive." He smiled and closed his eyes, relishing your touch, putting his hand on top of yours. Just a few minutes ago he didn't think he would see you again.
"It's hard to get rid of me, sweetheart."
"I wouldn't have it any other way, Bradshaw." You pulled the fabric of his flightsuit and kissed him hard, loving the way your lips are pressed againt his as you can feel him smile and grab your hips, pulling you closer.
He came back home, to you. For you.
Taglist [Closed]: @auszimbo @twsssmlmaa @looneylikesbooks @krys-orion @cornishkat
#soulmate au#bradley rooster x reader#bradley bradshaw x reader#rooster x reader#top gun x reader#top gun au#top gun rooster#top gun maverick
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Someone said headcanons? (Most of these are John cuz I'm literally him in the same way you're Marquis)
I guess some of these are not really queer specific but it's the John Wick universe so everything is queer by proxy.
- In my hc John is bi but I mean any interpretation that is not straight is correct in my mind. All the sexualities exist in him simultaneously. He's everything.
- Helen is also bi btw so these two are this type of couple that appears straight at first and then you learn Helen had a girlfriend of five years and John used to go to bars to suck di-
- I'm pretty sure people have said it already or at least partially, but I'll repeat because JOHN IS A SWITCH. He also gives of service-top so yeah do with that whatever.
- They would tell each other their past experiences and fuck afterwards. I don't know does it count as swinging if it's memories??
- I can see John being into choking, on both sides. Something about working with your life constantly on the line and then having enough trust to let someone have control over your literal source of life is...kinda hot.
- John still has a leather jacket full of old queer pins somewhere in his closet. By old I mean something you'll see when you type "vintage queer pins" into google yes he probably has those.
- John is good at pick-pocketing, he just doesn't do it much anymore. Although he would sometimes steal a friend's wallet and give it right back to be cocky.
- He probably listens to Soviet punk rock like "Grazhdanskaya Oborona" and "Kino".
- A bit of a reach buuuut. Marquis tried fencing to hit on someone he liked.
- And she fucking FAILED because of course.
- So now he's not only alone but is not good at fencing either. Failed at both.
- Also I imagine Caine had some sort of existential crisis, because for most seeing people loosing sight is terrifying. So he would touch John's face as a way to calm himself because he can't look at him anymore.
- He stopped with the face touching but he will still grab or at least try to touch someone next to him when stressed
- That probably also applies to sex somehow. This bitch will grab you and REFUSE TO LET GO.
- Also power-bottom vibes, do with that whatever.
Okay I should stop or I'll break the website bye bye
John is good at pick-pocketing, he just doesn't do it much anymore. Although he would sometimes steal a friend's wallet and give it right back to be cocky.
Bro changed for the better i fear😭😭 imagine being john’s friend when he was younger you reach into your pocket and the wallet is NOT there whatsoever. this man is a menace even when he was YOUNGER he just grew more refined and professional
John still has a leather jacket full of old queer pins somewhere in his closet. By old I mean something you'll see when you type "vintage queer pins" into google yes he probably has those.
brother needs to drop where he got these because damn i need this in my life like actually
A bit of a reach buuuut. Marquis tried fencing to hit on someone he liked. And she fucking FAILED because of course. So now he's not only alone but is not good at fencing either. Failed at both.
STOPPPP😭😭😭😭 her villain origin story fr😭 how are you gonna be a FRENCH NOBLE and be bad at both RIZZ and FENCING⁉️⁉️⁉️⁉️ this is insane pls get him a wingman
He stopped with the face touching but he will still grab or at least try to touch someone next to him when stressed. That probably also applies to sex somehow. This bitch will grab you and REFUSE TO LET GO.
Its CAINE so i would let him hold onto me and idk like grab my arm because my oh my papi😍
#john wick#caine (john wick)#caine jw#marquis de gramont#marquis vincent de gramont#vincent de gramont#he/she marquis de gramont#wickblr headcanons
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Untitled - Sequel - PT.6 -EDITED/fixed
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hey darlings, I apologise for the long delay things been just chaotic lately and trying to find the right picture to edit stressed me out so for my own sake I decided to stop doing my fake panel edits. I'm sorry :( I hope you will still read it <;3
Here's part 6 hope you will enjoy! Thank you for @kokonoiscoconut for being my muse and for letting me use Monica <3 we stan Monica in this house.
Previous Part
T.W: n/a
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The next day Monica and I met up quite early and spent the entire day together. It was nice to be away from the whirlpool I had back at home with Wakasa and just have fun and be free of those drowning thoughts.
The day went by quite quick and neither of us wanted it to end so Monica came up with the idea to go out clubbing, apparently she knew a good place for it. Of course we did a last minute dress shopping, I let Monica pick my dress out; it's been way too long since I went out without Waka and I always dressed to impress him and to keep his reputation up. Even if I still wasn't the most feminine woman ever it still felt nice to look pretty for my own accord. Not gonna lie I actually liked the dress she picked out; short, tight, black with a low cleavage decorated with some thin chains and crystals. I actually felt very confident and surprisingly comfortable.
"Are you ready?" Monica asks excited as she leans into the bathroom to check on me.
"Hell yeah" I grin and she gives me a thumbs up. "Drinks are on me" she winks at me as she holds Kokonoi's black card between her delicate fingers.
"Sounds good to me" I return her wink then grab my phone and place it in the small clutch bag Monica let me borrow.
Of course Kokonoi called a limo for us, he couldn't join us but he reassured Monica he'll be at the club. After getting to the club we found Kokonoi quite quickly and he lead us to the top floor of the club aka the VIP section. The beautifully decorated terrace had different booths most filled with rich men and young women on their lap, nothing I was not used to from Wakasa. As we walked to the corner where the biggest booth were I noticed weapons laying around and many of these men wearing either guns or swords which made me slightly uneasy.
"You're safe with us" Kokonoi reassures me as we sit down at the booth. "What would you like to drink?"
"Whiskey, straight, please" I nod with a smile.
"Oh by the way I might have invited my two single friends" Monica leans to me with a grin and I just shake my head with a smile. "They're idiots but they have a good heart, and as I said, they're very cute and very single" she winks at me and I just chuckle.
"So you're my new wingman, huh?" I chuckle. "I am fine though, but thank you"
"Say that when you meet them" she winks. "Darling, get me my usual please" she says to Kokonoi who nods and kisses her before standing up and going to the bar.
I watch Kokonoi walk off and suddenly starting to feel a bit awkward, it has been a long time since I had a night out with friends so I wasn't really sure what to do, but thankfully Monica took over. Her and I started talking about men and exes and shared our weird and funny experiences, we continued the chat until I suddenly hear someone spoke up behind me.
"Alright Moni, we're here, where's this bombshell you were talking about?" I turn around and I almost choke on my drink as I find the Haitanis standing there. Monica notices me choking and just chuckles.
"Told you they were hot" she winks at me.
"Sweetheart?" Ran's eyes widen along with his younger brother's as we just stare at each other.
"Wait... you guys know each other?" Monica cocks a brow as she look at us then her eyes widen. "WAIT, ARE THEY THE GUYS???" she blurts out excited and my face goes red.
"Oh, you've been talking about us, sweetheart?" Ran asks with a smirk as he leans down to me. "What was she saying, Moni?" he asks with a grin as he looks over at Monica.
"Not my place to say, you three maybe should have a nice long chat" she winks.
"I support that idea" Rindou speaks up. "Let's go to our spot" he nudges his brother.
"Sounds good" Ran grins as he extends his hand to me. "M'lady?"
"Suck up.." I roll my eyes with a smile as I take his hand and he helps me up.
"See you guys later" Monica grins at us and waves as I walk off with the Haitanis.
The brothers lead me to an empty secluded booth that has their initials on the side of it. Once we sit down Rindou pulls me close to him and gives me a tight hug, without hesitation I wrap my arms around him and bury my face in his chest inhaling his scent, that scent that I missed so much. For a second the world stop spinning and the blasting music is drowned out by his rhythmic heart beat. I let out a soft sigh then pull away from him while I reach up and caress his cheek.
"My beautiful Rin" I smile softly and his lips curl into a small smile as he closes his eyes and rubs his face against my hand.
"We missed you, you have no idea how much" he says then motions to his brother.
"Hey, sweetheart" Ran smiles as I turn to the older brother. "You look stunning, as always. The red really suits you" he smiles as he runs his softly runs his fingers through my red hair.
"Thank you, you both look very handsome. What happened to your locks Ranny?" I ask softly as I play with his short hair.
"Got bored of being mistaken for Wednesday Addams" Rindou answers with a grin and Ran just flips him off with a laugh.
"It was getting to be a pain, long hair not really practical when fighting" he chuckles. "You don't like it?" he asks as he runs his hand through his navy blue and lavender locks with a flash of worry in his tone.
"No, it looks really good, it suits you. You look like a gentleman" I bite my lip as I caress his lips. "You both do" I glance back at Rindou who offers me a smile. "So does this mean, I can see you guys again?" I ask but both of them goes quiet as the smile disappears from their faces.
"I don't know..." Ran sighs.
"What if we meet in hotels? I can even wear a disguise" I suggest as I look at back and forth between them.
"Maybe. We have to think this through properly. You're in a lot of danger" Rindou says and I look at them confused.
"What do you mean? Rin, Ran, just what is going on?" I look at them confused and they once again go quiet. "Please... Or if you guys don't wanna see me just say that..." I say with a slightly annoyed tone to which both of them picks their heads up.
"God no!" Rin blurts it out then groans. "It's not easy for us. You think it was easy for us to leave you at the pet shop?"
"So it did happen... I knew it wasn't a fucking dream" I say gritting my teeth in annoyance, unsure if I'm more annoyed at the brothers or Wakasa.
"Don't blame Wakasa... we asked him to lie to you, because we knew if you knew we're back you'd look for us and God forbid you ever show up at Bonten HQ" Rindou explains.
"Look the only reason I wanted to know more about Bonten because of you, but now that I have found you I can stop looking, unless you guys disappear then I have know other choice but to investigate Bonten more" I shrug my shoulders with a smile being fully aware I got them.
"You're so fucking bothersome..." Rindou groans then shakes his head with a smile.
"If we promise we're back in your life, will you promise to stop look into Bonten?" Ran cocks his brow as he looks at me.
"I promise" I smile as I draw an X over my heart with my finger.
"Then it's a deal" Rindou smiles then sighs as his smiles suddenly disappears. "What about Wakasa?"
I suddenly go quiet. What about him? Suddenly my head turns into a whirlpool as I'm trying to figure out what and how I feel but all I can think about is having my brothers back.
"I don't know..." I admit it quietly as I look down.
"If you're happy with him, we respect your wishes and we can leave you be" Ran explains.
"I don't know. Lately the butterflies he used to give me just turned into raging moths that turns my stomach..." I say with a sigh as I lean against Rindou.
"Have you talked to him about this?" Ran ask as he caresses my back, giving me comfort.
"Not yet, I don't even know how to start to be honest... Honestly? I miss the old days, the fights, the excitement, the last minute rides and races to the beach... I feel like I'm just a shell of who I used to be. I'm no longer Toman's Angel" I say quietly and sniffles as tears start to form in my eyes.
"Oh petal..." Rindou sighs as he holds me close. "Wait... if you're the girl Monica meant then does that mean you're the one who's personal friends with Jekyll & Hyde?" he cocks a brow.
"Yeah.. that's me" I nod quietly.
"I swear to God..." Ran chuckles. "You just turn everyone into lapdogs aren't you?" he nudges me with a smile making me let out a chuckle.
"I wasn't planning on it, I swear!" I chuckle as I wipe my eyes. "Hyde used to know my brother, and we bonded over that"
"You have a brother?" Ran asks and Rindou just punches him in the arm making him exclaims in pain. "What?!"
"Ignore him, Petal" Rindou says and I chuckle softly as I shake my head.
"No, it's okay. I used to, but I was quite young when I lost him, he died because of me, so I have just buried his memory deep hoping I can just forget it, no one knew about this except Mikey" I explain and Ran just gives me a short hug.
"Sorry for bringing it up. But on the positive side; good to know that Ginza's two psychopath are your bodyguards" he chuckles.
"Yeah, at least we know you're in safe hands" Rindou shakes his head with a smile.
"But I missed my other psychos" I smile as I hug them both.
#tokyo revengers#untitled#haitani ran#haitani rindou#haitani brothers#bonten#bonten ran#bonten haitani#bonten rindou#bonten mochi#mikey tokyo revengers#angel x haitanis#wakasa imaushi#imaushi wakasa#white leopard#black dragons#tr#tokyo rev#tr oc#tokyo revengers oc#ran haitani#rindou haitani
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For Mei requests :0 maybe MK trying to act as a wingman for her and her crush or s/o
GJWOGJEJ, YES I LOVE IT WHEN THESE TWO SHARE ZERO BRAINCELLS.
- Okay but when MK finds out Mei has a crush, or if Mei tells him that she's crushing on you, WINGMAN MODE IS ACTIVAITED.
- At first, he's all excited and telling Mei that she should tell you how she feels but Mei just says she'd rather wait a bit and just see how things play out.
- IT'S THE FIRST TIME MK HAS EVER SEEN HER SO NERVOUS. So he convinces himself that she absolutely definetly needs his help in winning your heart over.
- He'd do things like surprise invite you over when he hangs out with Mei and Mei is annoyed at him but the minute you greet her, her mood changes and she's so excited.
- "HEEEY, (Y/N)! I like your new outfit, very green!"
- "Huh? Oh, I just put on whatever I found in my closet!"
- "Well I think you look really nice in it! Mei, doesn't she look nice in it!?"
- "I, uh, I think you look nice in everything, (Y/n)!"
- One thing Mei is nervous about is that MK's obvious attempts to set you two up are gonna make you realize her feelings for you or they're gonna chase you away. So far, it hasn't done either but she's still kinda worried.
- Meanwhile, you find MK's behavior entertaining but confusing because you don't know why he's acting like this and when you ask Mei, she starts getting nervous and shrugs and is all, "Haha, who knows? That's just MK, for ya!"
- Pigsy very much has to stop these two from fighting because Mei is getting annoyed with MK and MK is arguing he's just trying to help. They make up pretty quickly but still, there is definetly a lot more petty arguing.
- Speaking of others, I'm gonna be straight up honest, MK is literally gonna tell people Mei has a crush on you except he'd never tell you. He tells other people but it's more of an impulsive thing.
- "TANG, PIGSY, MEI HAS A CRUSH ON (Y/N). DID YOU KNOW THAT!?"
- "DID YOU KNOW YOU STILL HAVE 12 ORDERS OF NOODLES TO DELIVER!?"
- Like, he'd legit even tell Wukong and Wukong is all: "Tea. But anyways, back to your training."
- Honestly, Mei will end up confessing but mostly because she's nervous you're gonna catch onto MK's odd behavior recently and realize she likes you so she tells you herself straight up.
- And she closes her eyes waiting for rejection but then you hug her and tell how you've liked her too for the longest time and she relaxes and hugs you back.
- MK walks in, dressed as cupid with the wings and everything because he had another ridiculously complex plan but then he sees you two hugging and he's all: "...OH COME ON, THIS PLAN WAS FOOLPROOF!"
#lmk mk x reader#lmk MK#Lmk Mei#Lmk Mei x reader#lmk Mei#Lego Monkie Kid#Lego Monkie kid x reader#TY TO ALL OF U WHO SENT IN MEI REQUESTS I AM L I V I N G.
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Oh God it's more Headcanons
To prepare for XC3 (because the DLC drops at like 9pm for some reason) I wrote more headcanons, mainly because I didn't have a specific character in mind to drabble about.
Sonia my beloved. God, Galar has so many great characters and yet I just don’t have the time to write for all of them… even those with banger designs. Anyways, Sonia. Where to even start with her.
Her hair is a mess. Humidity is her worst enemy. She spends dozens of minutes a day attempting to detangle it when the weather goes to shit. She would be forever indebted to you if you brushed her hair for her. Please just be careful, she will complain if you tug too hard.
Also be careful if you sleep next to her at night, because you very well may end up choking on her hair. Even just cuddling is risky business. You are never safe, not even if you are the little spoon. But it’s worth it because Sonia runs very warm, so it’s always comfy to hold her or rest in her arms.
Speaking of hair, she wants to style yours. Doesn’t matter what kind of hair you’ve got, she’ll find a way. Straight or curly or coils or braids or what have you, she will play with it. Doesn’t matter how long it is either. If you ask for a specific style, she’ll do it, but at some point she will weave little hearts into it to match her own. Don’t ask how she does it, it’s a secret.
Anyways, enough about that. I am absolutely obsessed with the idea of a kid rocking up to get their first pokemon from the Professor and her wife and their adopted son assistant. She’s just… so powerful I love her so much.
Hop loves you. He ships you so hard with Sonia it’s unreal. He is Galar’s best wingman and will do everything in his power to get you two alone together. You guys could literally be married already and he would still be trying to set you guys up. And Leon is no different. Sonia’s his best friend and she talks about you all the time. This guy knows how much Sonia loves you and wants nothing more than for you two to be happy together. Sometimes a family is just a professor, her wife, their assistant, and his brother.
Not enough content for Big Sis Plumeria. She’s gotta take care of basically all Team Skull because they would never get anything done without her around, so she’d be immensely grateful if you either helped corral them or help her relax after constantly chasing after them.
She’s very much an “asshole to the world, sweetheart to her girl” type of girlfriend, mixed in with some tough love. She would never raise her voice at you or seriously insult you, something she does often with the grunts. The most she’ll do is mildly insult you for doing something stupid (as in she would call you an “idiot” or something along those lines), but it’s always evident that she’s more concerned than upset.
As long as you're her girl, no one is going to mess with you. Especially if you have a storied history. Asshole ex? Shitty family members? Straight up enemies? You don’t have to worry about those people anymore.
Oh also all of the Team Skull grunts look up to you and would literally die for you. You’re Big Sis Two, their third favorite person. Also, if anything happened to you on their watch, they would have to face Plumeria’s wrath, which might as well be worse then Guzma’s
Slightly older contest-star Shauna who, despite being pretty girl-crazy, attempts to navigate her first serious relationship. I realize that I like Shauna more than most people, but hear me out.
When she went on a journey through Kalos with her friends, like stated above, she was completely girl-crazy. Literally every girl she met was the absolute prettiest woman she had ever seen (especially Diantha). But she never ended up getting into a relationship, despite wishing otherwise.
When she meets you, she is absolutely smitten. When you’re just friends, she dreams about you every waking minute. She really, really wants to hold your hand and kiss you and go on cute little dates to restaurants and picnics and do contests together and go shopping together and and everything else girlfriends do. She is obsessed.
But once you start dating her, she’s a mess. She has all these things she wants to do with you, but she doesn’t know how to go about doing any of them, so sometimes she comes off as a little awkward in the most endearing way possible. She’s a little clumsy and hesitant when initiating affection, but every little thing you do together makes her so happy. It’s got the energy of a cute high school romance, just two dumbasses in love with each other.
Also she’s super supportive of you. Like Marnie, she is your personal cheerleader. She’ll bring up your achievements to everyone she comes across because she needs everyone to know how great you are and how lucky she is to be dating you. Please be supportive of her in return, she would actually ascend to heaven if she saw you in the audience of one of her contests.
Zisu… big woman. I don’t even have words to describe this absolute unit of a woman. She is far too powerful to fully put into words. Her strength is seemingly unending. She canonically trains with pokemon with her bare hands and could absolutely fuck all of them up.
She can bench press your ass, no matter your size or stature. She’ll carry you anywhere you want whenever you want, she’ll get anything you need off of the top shelf, she will lift up anything you need for whatever reason, and she will give you a little kiss on the forehead because she loves you very much.
If you’re afraid of Pokemon (which is pretty likely given the time period), she will do whatever it takes to help you get over your fears. Zisu is all the protection you need in Hisui. No Pokemon will ever get past her. But she would also like to help you get more comfortable with them, if nothing more than for her peace of mind. She can’t be there all the time, given her position in Team Galaxy.
But if you have a strong team, she would love to train with you. If you managed to beat her, she would love you forever. She’s hella strong, so she finds you being stronger than her in one aspect incredibly attractive. And if you managed to beat her in hand to hand combat? She would never recover.
I think Larry is objectively the funniest gym leader, but I whole-heartedly believe Iono is right behind him. I just think she is a funny little guy with an absolutely banger design.
As the most popular streamer in Paldea (I think), people across the region are going to know that you're dating. There is nothing you can do to avoid it. And Iono doesn’t want to hide your relationship. She wants to show you off.
Showing up on stream at least a few times is a mandatory part of dating her. Both Iono and chat love when you’re there. Sometimes Iono will warn you about what she’s planning beforehand, but other times she’ll leave you in the dark. Don’t worry, though, she won’t ever do anything that will make you uncomfortable.
More importantly, when dating Iono, you get to see the normal her, without the energetic streamer persona. Not to say that she’s completely different on stream, she just amps everything up for the camera. Off camera, she just wants to lay down with you and chill out. Let her complain about the weird people in her chat while you hold her close, she desperately needs it.
Outside of that, this girl loves to gossip. Tell her all about the drama you're dealing with or about the people you just don’t like, she eats that shit up. Likewise, she’ll also “spill the tea” as the kids say. She’s got a lot of people and things to tell you about, both big and small. Just promise to not blab to others about those she complains about. She already has to deal with too much weird shit to have time to deal with additional drama from other people.
Flannery is, like, an og waifu, or something like that. Anyways I like her because her design is sick and so is her gym aesthetic (at least in oras). Girlypop is confident in her abilities but she also only has a vague idea of what she’s doing and is just trying her best.
Being a rookie gym leader is hard, even if she is highly skilled. More importantly, it’s stressful. Thankfully, Lavaridge has a hot spring, giving her a perfect way to relax at the end of the day, and she is borderline desperate for you to join her. Listen, she just radiates disaster lesbian. Being in your presence helps her unwind as is, so pairing you up with the hotspring makes her melt.
She is very dedicated to her training and would love it if you were to join her sometime. Be warned, it gets uncomfortably hot and you will most likely regret it almost immediately, so be prepared. She doesn’t ask you to join her because she doesn’t want you to accidentally strain yourself due to how rigorous it gets, but she’d let you if you asked (after warning you of how difficult it would be, of course).
She seems like someone that would enjoy hiking. Conveniently, there is a volcano right nearby to track up. Flannery desperately wants you to come with her because it would give her a chance to share something she loves with someone she loves. Don’t worry about getting tired, she will carry you up the remainder of the track, no sweat. When you make it to the top (or just find a clearing to rest at), you get to gaze at the beautiful scenery with her.
Okay I now realize that I didn’t do much outside of the first point to show how much of a disaster she is but she just like… is. I cannot explain it, that is just the vibe she has. So even if she seems confident and held together in your presence, she is screaming in her head because you’re so pretty and she loves you AAAAA.
Oh shit I forgot about Tymeand Ryme for the gilf section of the last headcanon post fuck. Uhhhhh, I like them in the same way as the other gilfs in that they’re cool but ultimately they are funny little grandmas, so here comes your grandma posting.
Like the others, Tyme would totally bake you cookies and while eating them would help you do math. I don’t care if you’re not taking some kind of math class or if you're a student at all, she is going to help you do math. Someone has to teach you how to do your taxes, right? If that is not enough to entice you, then perhaps you would like to see her very cool rock collection, because she would totally have one, and a big one at that. Unrelated, but if you give her any kind of rock she could identify it immediately and would also cherish it dearly.
Ryme is the cool grandma. She doesn’t have time to bake cookies (she isn’t very good at it), but she makes up for it in other ways. You want to see a band or artist live? Just tell her, she’ll find a way to get you to that concert. She’d also let you get away with a lot of things, letting you off easy where others would be upset. Like, if you got into a fight with someone, she would lightly scold you then immediately ask if you won. She’d be really proud if you did and would comfort you if you didn’t. Also teaches you how to rap, but that much should be obvious.
Hopefully this is the last of the grandma posting because if I do this again it means I forgot someone else and I don’t think I did. I guess if there’s one major appeal to the gilfs it’s the domesticity of them? Like, you get the ideal of living your life alongside one another for such a long time, which is the dream, really. Girl I don’t know I’m gonna get back to regular unhinged scenarios sorry about this.
One professor was not enough for one post apparently because I wanna talk about Professor Juniper, the original hot professor. Ever the reliable woman, she will do all she can to lend a hand should you need it, but in return you need to put up with her deciding to do things before confirming with the other people involved beforehand.
Unlike most professors, Juniper has another professor to rely on, that being the other Juniper, so she does have a bit more free time on her hands. That being said, she is often doing things for other people, so she is pretty much as busy as the others. But because she’s just helping out other people and not completing research, she is definitely more accessible. Not going to say that she would hold off on helping someone to come help you if you were to need it, but she would do that (assuming that what she was doing before wasn’t urgent).
She loves to travel around the region, and would love it if you joined her. It’s not really a date, but it’s good quality time. Most of it is taken up by her rambling about the Pokemon that can be found in the area. She would also love it if you lent her a hand in her research. It’s a fun and cute little bonding activity, and it means you can spend more time together afterwards.
Like Sonia, the idea of rocking up to a lab only to be met by the professor and her loving wife is a very powerful one, but Sonia remains more powerful. After all, Juniper doesn’t usually give kids their starters in person, nor does she have an assistant whom she and her wife can semi-adopt.
As a side note, I considered using her first name because she has one, but I don’t know if that is common knowledge. It pops up at the very beginning of B2W2, but I didn’t realize it was there until, like, two days ago.
Oh my God I forgot about Professor Magnolia because she isn’t even on my list of characters. I am so upset. And no I’m not going to fix this my moving her up to be with Tyme and Ryme because I need it to be known that I fucked this up here’s your grandma posting again and if I mess this up for a fourth time I’m going to be so upset with myself.
Magnolia is just a chill grandma. She always has cookies in her kitchen to give to Sonia. I’m pretty sure they live together so it’s not like she’s visiting her, but she feels that her granddaughter should always have access to finely made cookies. If you were to come over, she would break them out along with tea and have a surprisingly intellectual conversation. She may have given the professor title to Sonia, but she continues to delve into research, if nothing to fulfill her own self-interest.
These visits are especially interesting if you were, say, dating Sonia. She would give you all kinds of stories from when she was growing up. They aren’t particularly embarrassing, per say, but they usually embarrass Sonia anyways. She’s happy that her granddaughter has found both a path in life and someone to spend it with. In general, she would be interested in you as a person. She wants to have a good relationship with her future granddaughter-in-law, after all!
I swear to God if I forget another grandma (besides Cogita because I already write about her plenty) I’m going to lose it.
Let’s end this one with Misty. She’s normally sweet and bright, but she has a tendency to get snappy when annoyed, which tends to leave a greater impression on people than her regular nature since she easily gets frustrated.
Like all gym leaders, she has lots of responsibilities and is busy and also has an affinity for the type she uses. This is especially true for her since most of her designs are just swimsuits (good for you girlie). She will take you on walks all over Cerulean, as well as swimming in the water surrounding it. It’s her happy place, and she gets really annoyed when people interrupt the tranquil moment.
Sorry to say that it usually falls to you to keep her temper down in those situations. Remind her that it’s probably just a challenger looking to continue their journey and that you’ll get to continue your little date when she’s done. She’s still going to be annoyed, but it’s hard for her to remain bitter when she knows she gets to spend more time with you soon.
At some point, she wants to leave Cerulean and its gym for a while in order to go on a journey of her own. When she does, she wants you to come with her. Nothing sounds better to her than getting lost (metaphorically, she can’t stand actually getting lost) in nature with you by her side. Hopefully you don’t have something that could fry her bike because that would be pretty unfortunate.
I would say her sisters are supportive but they aren’t really there enough to know much about you. Sorry Misty. It’s a shame that they’ve been on the same cruise for twenty years. Someone should really check in with them.
#pokemon x reader#fem reader#im so fucking hyped for future reedemed#i am going to know what riku is even if it kills me#anyways probably not going to be writing in awhile#so don't expect many more posts in the immediate future#incoming tag hell#sonia x reader#plumeria x reader#shauna x reader#zisu x reader#iono x reader#flannery x reader#professor juniper x reader#misty x reader#gilf posting#think i got them all#i dont think half of these are tags but whatever#i will fill these tags myself i guess
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Aftermath - Going Home 17/20
John nods, "Well yes, he's male. That's a given... and he's a young man... so it's a double given."
Guy frowns, “Dude, she makes it sound like I've had a string of lovers or something...”
John smirks and whispers, "Did you?" Everyone makes note of John's demeanor change, he's far more jovial and laid back.
Guy sat back and started thinking, “I had... um, Becca was the first, then there was... ok, so I've had about seven or eight…”
John busts up laughing, “That’s definitely a string, my brother.”
Bob just grunted and shook his head.
Guy tried to explain himself, “This is different, I got my eye on this girl at university. Evelyn Van Richten, and she is a tasty bit of sass.”
John nods, "She sounds fancy, she must be a stunner if she's got your eye."
Guy’s eyes go big, “Oh she is buddy, she's mega smart, great boobs. Great face. And it also helps that I really admire her dad Dr Van Richten.
John says the name, "Evelyn Van Richten sounds very posh... doesn't it? Well hopefully she feels the same as you, but I'd probably not start with the boobs... but that's just me."
Guy nods, “Yeah, she is a bit of a posh, but I like it though. Isaac has his eye on some girl in Kane's strip club. He keeps wanting me to go to be wingman… but you know, I'm trying to complete my professor exams and woo the delicious Ms. Van Richten. I’m too busy for that silliness.”
John frowns, "Why does it not surprise me that he's running a strip club... and now I know why Elita said she only had two brothers. Did no one on Kyleigh's side show interest?"
Guy just shook his head. “Kira and Kane don't want to know.”
John sighs, "Damn them... that's so selfish. It's not her fault."
Guy continues, “I went round and tried to tell them to reach out but...”
John stops a minute, "Wait you're going straight to professor? You’re skipping most of Uni and going straight to teaching, damn bro. That's amazing. As to the other part there, at least you tried. That's more than anyone else did."
Guy looks visibly awkward when he is explaining how easily he has breezed through university. “Uh, well, yes sort of... I mean, I, it's complicated but basically, I did a PhD exam for fun and got 98% on it. Turns out that the Dean saw it and said I could just do all my undergrad exams in one go, so I did. Then I did my masters exams, and now I'm doing my PhD ones, and if I pass them, I get to be a professor... I was quite surprised to be fair.
#tac#ksu#the axiom conclusion#sims 4 story#sims 4#ts4 story#ts4#helenofsimblr#crossover#tales from the district s2
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Wingman Wayne - Ronance Edition pt4 :D | Read from the beginning | Read on ao3
It hasn't even been five minutes since Robin came home from work, when the phone in the hall starts ringing. And she has some suspicions about who the caller might be.
She squints at the phone like it's personally offending her, considers for a few moments to just let it ring – but she can't. She doesn't want to be a completely cruel person, this is already gonna be awful enough as it is.
'Hi,' says Nancy, sounding slightly breathless, when Robin picks up the phone. 'How was your day?'
'Um – gr...ay.'
'Gray?' Nancy repeats, confused.
Robin flinches. She had meant to say “great” but decided halfway that that would probably sound weirdly enthusiastic regarding the conversation they were about to have so she changed it to “okay” and – yeah. This is embarrassing.
'Yeah – I mean, the weather. Was. Very bad. Lots of rain and shit.' She cringes at herself, talking awkwardly about the goddamn weather, glad that Nancy isn't able to see how beet-red she has gotten so at least some of her dignity will stay intact.
'Tell me about it,' Nancy says, 'I got soaked at least three times today, it was the worst. But I was thinking...' There's a slight pause before Nancy continues, 'If we're feeling optimistic enough to believe the forecasts, it'll clear up by the weekend, so maybe we could go for a walk or something? There's this tea garden at the other side of the woods, I know a nice scenic route from Lover's Lake, what do you think?'
Shit. Shit shit shit shit shit. Robin squeezes her eyes shut. Why, oh why, did Nancy have to come up with the most fucking perfect date idea in existence? God, she can almost touch the scene in her head: walking side-by-side with Nancy, the sun filtering through the leaves and shining a golden light onto Nancy’s curls, her cute nose going slightly red from the early spring sunrays, their arms brushing together every other step until Nancy will feel brave enough to grab Robin's hand and lace their fingers together; the flowers blooming in all kinds of pretty colors in the fields surrounding the tea garden, the taste of mint or some herbal melange on her tongue, Nancy's hands wrapped around her mug as she laughs at something insanely funny Robin is telling her...
No. No. Her stupid brain should most definitely not be going there.
She sighs.
'I have to tell you something,' she blurts out, before weakness can overpower her and make her say something stupid like Yes, this is the best idea ever, I’d love to go with you, can I please kiss you already?
'Oh.'
And in that single word, she can already hear the disappointment dripping from Nancy's voice. Damn it, she hates this so fucking much.
'Yeah, it’s not good... So, um, remember that I told you how my best friend is the one who set me up with you? The one whose boyfriend is Mr. Munson's nephew?'
'Oh God,' Nancy says, sounding truly horrified. 'You're actually in a relationship with him and cheating on him?'
'What – no, God, no!' Robin exclaims. 'Why is that the first thing that comes to your mind?!'
'I don't know, you sounded so ominous so I just went straight to worst-case scenario!'
Nancy is perfectly mirroring Robin's own panicked energy and she realizes she has to keep her head cool now if she doesn't want this whole conversation to become even more of a mess.
She takes a deep breath and continues in a somewhat more collected voice, 'Okay, so maybe not worst-worst-case scenario, then. But um... He didn't actually know anything about you when he set us up. So we only found out today that he – Steve – had been trying to set me up with his ex.'
There's a silence. 'Steve Harrington is your best friend?' Nancy then asks.
'Yeah, crazy, right,' Robin confirms. 'I'm really sorry, Nancy. I had so much fun with you last night, seriously. And you're really cool and badass and generally amazing. But I'm not gonna be dating my best friend's ex. I can't do that to Steve. I mean, I basically know everything about what went down between the two of you, and it's not like he harbors any resentment – I actually think he still respects you a lot – but... It still feels wrong, you know?'
There's a sigh, distorted through the phone. 'Yeah, I get that,' Nancy says, in a small voice that's kind of breaking Robin's heart already. 'Honestly, that completely makes sense. And honestly, I wouldn’t want to add to his hurt either. I already did that more than enough, back when - you know.‘ She sighs again. ‘For what it's worth: I had a lot of fun with you, too, yesterday.'
Pt5
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#don't mind me rambling about stranger things#fruity ficlet#ronance#robin buckley#nancy wheeler#stranger things
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