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mrshesh · 9 months

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Hello :D I saw that you write for Modern Warfare 2, so I'd like to request how the boys would react if you ask if they'd still love you if you were a worm! Hehehehe :p

"a...worm?" - modern warfare 2 x reader

overview: mw2 men reacting to you asking if they'd still love you if you were a worm

pairing: mw2 men x gender neutral reader, romantic

genre: fluff

a/n: hi anon! thanks for the request, it's really funny. i had a blast writing this. keep them coming!

x simon "ghost" riley

He would turn his head super slowly in your direction after you ask, and you can practically see the look on his face, even with his mask on 😭

He hits you with one of his side eyes, processing the question as he blinks judgementally at you.

“Fuckin' hell." He immediately sighs.

“Well? Would you?"

"Sure."

He would indeed love you, and yes, he would feed you and take care of you.

Realistically, Simon would keep you in his pocket at all times. He would also try to teach you self-defense! (Would it go horrible? Absolutely. But it’s the thought that counts.)

x john "soap" mactavish

“A worm?” He sits back in his seat, looking down at his shoes as he digs into his brain as if this is the most important question of his life. “Yeah, I think I would."

Before you know it, you’re discussing your worm life with Johnny in full detail, with him explaining how he’d build a small house for you in his backyard.

Immediately bursts out laughing at the thought of you as a worm crawling around with a gun on the battlefield.

“As long as you don’t cheat on me with some other worm lad, I’d still love ya, bonnie.”

x kyle "gaz" garrick

He, like Simon, hits you with one of his side eyes.

He actually thinks about it for a hot minute, though, going through the pros and cons of this hypothetical situation.

“Yeah, pretty much.” He concludes, shrugging as his thoughts return to the mental list of the upsides and downsides of you turning into a worm.

“The biggest pro is that I can protect you easily. The biggest con is that you’re a worm.”

He gets so into this scenario, discussing the matter with you as if it’s forthcoming.

“What about you then? Would you love me if I was a worm?” He returns the question, his mind still wandering. Would you have shelter? How would he feed you? Would he accidentally stomp on you? “Yeah, I would. We can be worms together!” “Word.”

x john price

“Where do you come up with this stuff?”

He rubs his eyes almost urgently, a light groan coming from him as he breathes heavily. He’s trying to act all tough and unbothered, but in reality, he’s melting inside. He thinks your thought process and comfortability with him is adorable.

“I’d have to be extra careful with you, wouldn’t I?”

He runs the scenario in his head, playing it back and skipping forward like a movie. He’s very conflicted. It’s hard to love a worm, but it’s not just any worm - it is you!

“Sure.” He shrugs while his eyes lock in with yours. His face is to die for. He looks so done.

Realistically, he’d keep you in an aquarium full of dirt. It would be in his office so he can keep an eye on you to assure you aren’t doing something absurd, as worms do.

x alejandro vargas

Oh, he’s living for this.

You can’t help but snicker a little when he starts laughing at your question. He’s even smacking his thigh with his hand! It can’t be that funny… it’s a simple question!

He wipes his teary eyes when he can feel his hearty laughter calm down.

“Mi amor, you’re too funny. Yes, I would.”

He’d keep you in his pocket, regularly feeding and petting you. He’d also talk to you constantly, knowing you can’t do anything about it - the thought of it makes him giggle.

“You’re not planning on turning into one, right?”

x phillip graves

“...What?”

He’s so confused. Why are you asking him this?

He rolls his eyes at your expression. Your deviance drives him insane, but it also makes his heart flutter.

He tries avoiding the question, but you keep poking and prodding - it’s safe to say he’s not getting away without an answer.

“You’re driving me crazy, sweetie.” He sighs, shaking his head in exhaustion. You can see the corners of his lips curl up when you cackle at his response.

“It would be difficult, but I’d try. Only because it’s you.”

He would have a hard time originally, but he’d grow to love your worm self. It’s still you, after all.

x könig

“Hm… I suppose I would.”

His eyes narrow when he thinks of you as a worm. He’d fancy it if you don’t turn into a worm, but he’d still absolutely adore you.

“You really would?” “Yes. But wouldn’t that be kind of difficult?” His voice is as soft as ever, which tells you he’s genuine. He doesn’t want to hurt your feelings, and he doesn’t want to lie to you - which is ironic since he’d take the best care of you out of all these men!

He would always keep you on his shoulder and talk to you constantly. You would always be full and entertained, and he would be inclined to pet you regularly.

He would be afraid to hurt you on accident. He’s a big guy! So he would be cautious with you.

You would also be in his hands a lot! He would love holding you.

“But I’d prefer it if you stay like this, schatz.”

x horangi

His head snaps in your direction instantly. His eyebrows furrow unhesitatingly, but he’s soon giggling like a schoolgirl.

“Jagiya… you are crazy.”

He, like Kyle, starts thinking about this as if it’s inevitably cropping up.

“I would. Just don’t slither all over my face.” “I said worm, not a snake, Jin.”

He’d keep you on his helmet/his head most of the time. He would remember to feed you every time he eats, and like Simon, he would try to teach you self-defense. He’s already protective of you, but if you were a worm? He’d be your bodyguard.

“What do worms even eat?” “I don’t know. You’re gonna have to figure that out.” “Wait- don’t tell me you’re turning into one?”

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jahiera · 8 months

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How To Know If Your Evil Vampire Boygirlfriend Really Likes You (a meta on Astarion's manipulations of Tav deeper into the romance.)

Okay, this was supposed to be a response to this ask right here, and it got so long I decided to just put it in its own thing for slightly easier reading. Thank you again to the asker for giving me an excuse to go off the rails talking about THE BOY. This also got long enough that it needs. Subheadings. And it is [checks notes] 3.6k words long. If you're interested in skipping the act 2 Scene Breakdown and going straight for the character analysis of Act 3 specifically, you can jump to the uhhh 3. Yeah He's Manipulative (Trauma Edition) subheading.

Prefacing that this is just my personal interpretation of Astarion here, the game leaves several moments ambiguous on purpose & I'd be super intrigued to hear what anyone else thinks is going on in this rancid little lad's head. This became more of a process of breaking down what I think he's doing in each scene than anything else, so I hope it's interesting to... you? reader? Since it's a bit long-winded and a lot of speculation and interpretation on my part for his wild ass behavior.

(Also, I haven't played far enough with an ascended Astarion to properly break down the differences between both--he'll have his own playthrough for sure but since I haven't gone far enough in that path, all of this is with no-ritual Astarion in mind) (I also don't have screenshots for everything but hopefully that's alright. just trust me bro.)

Fair warning, I didn't proof-read this & I moved paragraphs around so if it sounds incoherent that's a feature not a bug. Now. Let's get into the EVIDENCE.

1. but did he mean the kisses????

So, before the hug scene, the game leaves us a bit of room to interpret the progression of the relationship. I kind of wish we had one extra scene to sort of solidify his growing feelings in the in-between period of his "I'm just sleeping with you to secure my safety here," era (pre-confession as we'll call it) and his "oh shit I actually kind of care about you," era (post-confession, pre-ritual), but I understand why it wasn't included. Game mechanics & cost aside, the space between these two periods is left entirely up to player interpretation, & has lots of room for HC up to each individual player & Tav.

To address the easiest examples the asker gave, the repeatable kiss dialogues are all ones I'm going to mark under "sincere." Mostly because those are all post-confession, and after Astarion has acknowledged to himself (& the player) that he doesn't want to do anything sexual, but presumably kissing is fine (given that he's enthusiastic about the kisses & will shut down sex/intimacy acts otherwise.)

There's not really a logic to him being slinky here, and I didn't interpret any of his post-kiss repeated dialogues as insincere, much more so playful or coy or cheeky. The voice acting is subtle here, but I found it to be much more playful than his annoying little, for lack of a better word, purring "hello, beautiful" etc etc in act 1 / early act 2. Also, all these dialogues stay the same after the ritual happens, and your romance has been solidified in the grave scene, where he wholly says:

"I feel safe with you. Seen. And whatever the future holds for me, I don't want to lose that."

^ Not a lie. So I think we can mark off those particular dialogue as sincere.

In act 2, there aren't really a lot of places for Astarion to actually get into his manipulative tendencies. He overtly needs your aid with Yurgir (Repeat after me: thank you for helping me. It was very kind.) so he doesn't really manipulate you at... all...? in my opinion? Act 2 shows you his most sincere moment yet in the confession/hug scene. He is not lying. He is more honest in those moments than he has been in the entire game, and it shows in his wording, his body language. He's uncertain of himself, maybe. He doesn't know what to make of the situation yet. He says as much to Tav when you ask him "What are we?" and he says:

"I don't know. But isn't it nice? Not to know. You're not a victim. Not a target. Not just one night it's better to forget. But then... whatever in the world could you be?"

He has no reason to say that without sincerity. He could say you're his specialest babygirl if he wanted to keep up the lie. And other than helping him with Raphael, there's really not a moment where Astarion has an opportunity to manipulate you....

EXCEPT.

EXCEPT. For this moment in particular. which is one of my FAVORITE Astarion ones because it is gloriously bitchy.

2. what if we took over a cult, babe.

Context first: I played a paladin of devotion, rough around the edges but fairly good-aligned Tav. She was a bit of a jerk but she saved people for free, and I adhered to her dialogue roleplay hard, choosing the "destroy the Absolute" dialogues at every turn. I don't have a save for this scene sadly otherwise I'd replay it and compare/contrast answers like a pepe silvia meme, so I'm only able to break this scene down from that particular lens.

Secondary context: This scene is important because it highlights Astarion's manipulative routine while still with a Tav he's very fond of (exceptional approval in this scene) and the way he lays it out is necessary to understand the moments later where he tries to manipulate Tav again, since it has components of the same themes, ideas, and tendencies that go on.

So, Astarion will hit you with this hot take early-ish on.

"You know. I feel a connection between us. Like we're two souls walking the same path (...)" Astarion establishes emotional connection, and a foundation of similarity/commonality/shareed interest. This is pretty standard fare for him. He does the same thing a lot early in act one, where he's almost CONSTANTLY asking you to "trust him," (when you really should not.)

"You might be a little naive in the ways of the world, but I see promise in you. Ambition." - He kind of snidely reveals what he actually thinks--you're a bit naive, you "have a big heart,"--he's hoping that his emotional cloying and little comment and connection with Tav will be enough to sway them over to what he wants to do, and they'll give him what he wants because We're So Similar, See?

"So I was thinking, what would be the right thing do when we get to Moonrise Towers?" - He wields his language carefully. The right thing to do. That's a language he thinks Tav speaks. An interest in doing the Right Thing; so, he adjusts accordingly. He wants to do the right thing too, you see, and the right thing conveniently lines up with what he actually wants, which is real power. Astarion confesses he's not a details guy, yada yada, then--

"If we can take that control from them, imagine the power we'd wield." <- He lets slip what he's actually interested in. Astarion generally can't keep a charade up for too long. His real thoughts always come through, and he reveals his hand in conversations often, but usually in offhanded ways and, well--he's never made a secret really of where his actual interests lie. His attempts at currying your favor and persuading you (and you can really feel the persuasion here) are prettyyyyy overt, but still, he's trying anyways.

"I'm just saying there's an opportunity here. If we can control the tadpoles, we can keep ourselves safe and liberate the world from this evil." <- He brings the conversation back around to what's more neutral than Absolute Power -- keeping ourselves safe. He uses the We and Us language a lot when he wants to convince other people of anything, really. "We're all such good, trusting friends!" he'll say, lying through his FUCKING teeth. His manipulations here are like.... pretty clear, but he still gets an A for effort for trying to align himself with Tav & Tav's perceived goals & see if he can wriggle in his own in the process, put "become god-cult-leader" up as a Reasonable and Rational thing to Want to achieve.

The actual question here: does he care about Tav at this point? Up for interpretation, but I'm going to say yes with... the caveat that I don't think he's fully acknowledged it to himself, and I don't think it's love here. It is high approval though. I do think he cares about Tav, I do think he's including Tav in longer-term goals, he's depending on Tav at this point as an ally he can count on, and he's starting to get chipped away at.

I don't even really think it's a lie that he on some level would like to see Tav safe, and takes their wellbeing into account. He's been with them long enough to worry over their safety to some extent, and to at least partially lump it in with his own (in my opinion). Is that love? I don't think so. "We can finally be safe," is a reoccurring theme in the other scene I'm going to break down in just a second. And it's interesting for a lot of reasons.

And furthermore: you can care about someone and still be manipulative toward them. That's a core thing going on here, I think, with Astarion.

3. Yeah He's Manipulative (Trauma Edition).

"Is Astarion Manipulating Me In Act 3? " YES. A little bit. And here's why it's INTERESTING.

So, the confession scene in act two has already happened. Astarion has confessed some of his big mushy feelings to you. He likes you. You've slammed the "can I kiss you?" dialogue 100 times already because you're really super normal about the vampire twink. He doesn't know what to make of his caring about Tav yet. See: his "what are we??" dialogue.

MOVING ON. Astarion is also, a manipulative little shit, and he will NOT change his ways just because he likes you a lot and giggles when you give him a little kissy kiss.

Astarion is deeply, deeply traumatized, and his trauma has in his own words makes him act out the same cycles of behavior that he did prior to escaping Cazador. In its most obvious format, one of those behaviors was seducing Tav because that was the kind of behavior he knew, and it was the only thing he could think of to secure his own safety. By act 2, he's somewhat aware of the cycle, but--

Traumatic behaviors, like anything relating to surviving abuse & getting out of it, come and go in waves. You'll likely not find a survivor of abuse who doesn't revert back to coping mechanisms at times, especially in moments or episodes of heightened stress, or being put back into the old environment again. ->

Astarion going back to Baldur's Gate--and specifically with killing cazador in mind--is him going back to that same place where traumatic events occurred... almost constantly. Thus, he goes back to his old behaviors. Not to the exact same level, but it is there.

Safety. THIS is a word that comes back a lot with Astarion, it is one of his most reoccurring (if not the most) themes. He wants to feel safe. He associates power with safety, because the safest person in the world--as in, literally safe, not "safe for other people"--in his mind, is Cazador, who is powerful enough to repel any threats to himself & what he owns, has, possesses, and keeps.

Astarion is still, at his core, no matter what, self-serving. He will do what's best for himself first and foremost in almost every circumstance you put him in. Or at least, he will want to--if Tav or someone else stands in his way, and he sticks it out, it'll be begrudgingly. That's a fundamental aspect of his character & to try and do away with it makes no sense.

And in case it got lost, I'll reiterate that I do think Astarion's actual feelings for Tav at this stage are entirely genuine, & deeply felt. It shows, and it's obvious. He's just got several layers of behavior going on in the process.

"But I thought astarion liked me??? why would he consciously choose to manipulate me??" The thing is, once again, you can like someone and still try to manipulate them, pull on their heartstrings, or quite frankly guilt trip them into helping you kill like, a lot of fucking people so you can become godlord supreme emperor of mortals and vampire kind.

Let's get into the second scene I want to break down. Keeping all of what we've established above about how Astarion goes about establishing connection & togetherness & the idea of shared safety to sway Tav over to his side.

So let's set up one thing for sure. It's pretty obvious, everyone gets this scene, but let's set it up anyways.

"What's a handful of the wretch's servants? IF they're anything like me when I was enslaved, they'll all be begging for death anyways." <- apathy toward others, generally motivated by self-interest, lack of empathy for others' plights, a callousness that is fairly unrepetant. He's fairly sure this is what he wants, and--

"After two hundred years of pure shit, I think I deserve something better." Again, Astarion tells us exactly what he's thinking. And what he believes. And he's not wrong! He does deserve something better than what he had before. Or, at least, he doesn't deserve the level of cruelty he endured at Cazador's hands. However.

And then he follows it up with, "I know you do [care]. It matters to me too. I want to be able to protect you too." <- finally, we come back around to the reoccurring theme he'll use to sway Tav over to his side. He sees the soft point of Tav in the conversation--they care about him--and he needles that in; they care about him, he cares about them, they should help him complete the ritual for it, it's what's best for everyone. Except for the 7000 spawn, but. You know.

NEXT IMPORTANT SCENE. let's take a look at the scene that follows after you confront his fellow vampire spawn in the tavern.

I'm keeping the full screencap so I can keep his shifty little look in here. It's not the best format, I wish I'd kept videos, the body language & voice acting adds a lot to this moment, but. Neil you're so good at balancing Astarion's careful shiftiness, his gleeful/vindictive revelry at being so close to his end goal & confronting his siblings without flinching, his coy little pleading, and his near desperate watchfulness. He needs Tav. He cares about Tav, yes, but he needs Tav to help him.

Astarion is, again, fairly callous about the deaths of his brethren. You have to remind him time & again to maybe empathize with their suffering & similarity to him. But each time he reverts back to, "their lives" serving a greater purpose.

Astarion then follows that up with "But we're a team. If I become all powerful, then we become all-powerful." <- I think he genuinely does think of himself & Tav as a team, and as a good one at that. More than anything, Tav is the first person Astarion, in his own words, feels he truly cares for. They've killed a few gods chosens together, Tav has given him respect, patience, care. He feels fairly assured of their presence & kindness at this point. And assurance tends to breed............. let's call it, taking for granted?

I believe he's trying to again emotionally bid for their help & loyalty as much as gauge if they're still with him, as he does by going -> "We are a team after all. You're still with me?" Once again, the easiest way to secure aid is through emotional connections; someone's attraction to you, or better yet, their care for your well-being, are easy strings to pull on to try and entice someone to do what you want them to do. It's not necessarily maliciously intended, but it is a kind of manipulation.

"But Astarion just genuinely wants to know you're on his side!" Yes. And he also really wants you to help him with the ritual. ANY arguments against the idea that he's benignly trying to manipulate Tav's feelings, I'm just gonna put up this screencap right here, one of the last times he bids for Tav's affection & loyalty in this, in this particular conversation:

Look at his stupid pouty face and his "You want what's best for me, surely?" and oh god the voice acting. We're smacked right in the face with Act 1 Astarion's slinky, whiny little "truuuuust me it'll just be a taste I promise <3333" voice. That PURE "I'm trying so hard to connive my way into your good will because I REALLY want this." voice.

His strength is your strength. And he will pleading face emoji his way through getting you over to his side if he needs to. It's honestly so funny, how the writing plays out, because SEVERAL times you can choose to fully fall for it, "yes of course I want whats best for you / want you to be safe / feel good" and every time, he's like "I know I know <333 and I want YOU to feel safe too <3333" and I don't even think that's a lie! I don't think it's a LIE, I just think it's the same pattern of manipulative behavior he's exhibited time and again even when he cares for you.

Astarion is still Astarion. He is very willing to kill, lie, and cheat his way through just about anything to protect himself, & all of that makes PERFECT sense for him. And if you're not on board with his plans, of course he will use every tool at his disposal to get you on board. It is, after all, what's best for both you and him. His power is your power.

4. "I'm doing this for you too." He said, lying. Or genuinely believing that but lying to himself too and executing it in the weirdest way imaginable.

So, this is probably my favorite interaction in the entire Astarion romance. Love the grave scene. Love the horny evil vampire turning. But this moment in particular is fucking brilliant, because it illustrates the dilemma here perfectly.

Astarion outright tells us exactly why he is the way he is, and why he cares for Tav while being able to be so cruel and callous about others. "No one ever looked out for me [...] you're the only one." Tav is exceptional--as in, THE EXCEPTION to the rule--because they cared for him in a way no one else ever has. He has ZERO reason to even bother lifting a finger for anyone else besides himself, because in his mind, none of them ever bothered to help him, why should he bother with them. But TAV. Tav he can make promises too.

On some level, I do kind of believe him when he says things like "I'm doing this for you too." -- As in, I believe that he believes that he's taken Tav into account here as well. I do think he genuinely thinks they'll be an even more magnificent duo of glorious bastards together once he's God Vampire Emperor Of Eternity. And on some level, he's probably right. They do take over the world together in some endings, so. Good for them.

However, do I think he's primarily motivated by anything but himself? No. Tav also benefitting from his mega vampire powers is just a bonus in a laundry list of reasons why Astarion wants to ascend at this point in the game. Why Astarion is willing to pull out every guilt-trippy, pleading face to get Tav to help him, if they show even a hint of reluctance. More than anything: Astarion is a survivor, and a survivor of severe abuse that pretty quickly explain why he is the way he is. Does that excuse what he does in the aftermath of that abuse, when it comes to harming other people? Not really. But it explains it pretty clearly.

Because Astarion is back where he came from, he's immediately thrust back into the cycles of behavior that both traumatized him & were what he had to do. The pattern of behavior, coping mechanisms, rooted in traumatic cycles, that he has done time and time and time again that has successfully gotten him, not what he wants, but what he needs to survive. Does his manipulation of Tav here mean he doesn't care? Not at all. It's just that he needs this work. He needs his allies to help him make it work, and he's willing to pull out every stop to see Cazador dead and himself with enough power to never feel so helpless or vulnerable again.

Astarion can love you & still be himself. He will never stop being a bit bitchy, a bit conniving, extremely focused on self-preservation at all costs. He might not seek out active maliciousness, but even in act 3 after the ritual, he still approves of generally being a sneaky bastard, taking short cuts, taking easy ways out. And none of this is necessarily... a problem? It isn't ""moral"", sure, but it's not really a problem. In some endings, he can pursue ""better"" paths, but his general deceivery and typical behavior aren't going away. Feature, not a bug. How each Tav feels about his ... fairly obvious deep romance manipulations is up to each player though, and that is what's interesting for each playthrough.

There are five more essays to write in here. There's the Astarion after the ritual, who agrees that fine, killing 7000 people is wrong. And there's the Astarion after the ascension, who is now fully entrenched in the idea that Power Is Everything, and all that means for him afterward, and his visceral, intense, obsessive controlling dynamic with Tav where they descend into Chaotic Vampire Evil Marriage. And there's Astarion and Tav together finally, honestly, openly, with the heart-wrenching intimacy of the grave scene. And this is almost 4000 words so I'm shutting the fuck up here.

So. I will end this by saying I'm peeling him like an onion rn I'm obsessed with him. He's gods horrible princess and he's never going to die.

#astarion #bg3 #bg3 meta #the fact that I'm sitting here like 'okay but I'm not even taking into account...'#Astarion.. you vainglorious hilarious evil twink. Why are you so complicated. I'm obsessed with you.#if this flops we don't talk about it okay....#also I'm not sure but if you need a tone disclaimer my jokes/insults/teasing is all complimentary. unfortunately #I love him deeply. and want to put him in a bag of rice and shake him really hard.#bg3 spoilers

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f0point5 · 4 months

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And I feel perfectly fine

Companion piece to the Max Verstappen x bestfriend!reader social media au

✨Set after Y/N’s first date with Elliot✨

A/N: I’m ALIVE! I took a long break because I had my dad’s wedding and then Christmas and also because I have BIG anxiety about posting these writing pieces lol so every time I thought about posting I was like no these suck. But I really miss this blog and the smau so…we move. I hope you guys enjoy these. If you don’t…mind ya business and pretend they never happened haha, I really hope they don’t ruin the smau for anyone! Anyway…enjoy…I hope

You take your shoes off in the taxi and step straight out onto the granite paving outside the building, your Mach&Mach heels in hand. It’s a nice evening, you think to yourself as you enjoy the warm breeze and the faint scent of sea air. I had a nice evening, you think as an afterthought.

The concierge greets you with a smile, asking how your night was, and you stumble over the answer. He doesn’t notice and doesn’t care, bidding you a perfunctory goodnight as you pad through the lobby to the lifts. You miss the lifts from the old building, with the scratched and worn wood panelling. These are all sleek and cold and the mirrors are some treated glass that makes everything look glum. It’s the mirror, you tell yourself when you catch sight of your own reflection as the lift lurches up towards the penthouse.

You fidget on your way up, thinking what you’ll tell him about your evening when he asks, because you know he will. Just like you know you’ll have to avoid his running shoes right by the door. Just like you know he’ll be awake, on the sim or doing some last minute packing. You know either way he’ll be looking for his old blue and white fleece. You know you’ll lie and say you don’t know where it is and you know he’ll believe you.

It’s the first time all night you’ve felt even a little nervous, and it’s a strangely addicting nausea.

The first thing that happens when you set foot inside the dimly lit hallway is that you step on a running shoe. You stumble forward and the shoe slips out from under you, flying into a cat, you suppose, judging by the cartoonish meow that emirates from somewhere behind you.

“Enfant désordonné,” you mutter as you lad down the hallway towards the living room, dropping your own shoes as you go. “C'est comme vivre avec un enfant en bas âge.”

“Hello,” he calls to you, and you don’t mind that he doesn’t even look up from the sim. You prefer it, even. It makes the fact that you were out without him seem more normal, though it isn’t. You can’t remember the last time you were out without him when he was home.

You wander over to the hulking set up, trying to figure out what track he’s driving. Nordschleife, you realise when he flies through the banked corner. You glance down at him, lit up in blue by the light of the screen, his normally soft features contorted into the hard lines of concentration, eyes shuttered and focused. Putting a hand on his head, you gently carding your fingers through his hair just once, and he loses the rear for a second, correcting himself with a click of his tongue. He says something rude in Dutch under his breath and you laugh at him, reaching down to grab a drink from his mini fridge before heading over to the couch and turning on the TV.

For a while it’s like any other evening.

Eventually you see the screens go black in the corner of your eye and he frog leaps out of his sim rig before heaving over to sit beside you.

“What are we watching?” Max asks, cracking his knuckles as he kicks his feet up.

“The decay of humanity,” you answer with a snort. “Love Island Australia,”

He laughs, his UV glasses sliding down his nose a little. Your eyes linger on him as he fixes them. You’ve teased him about them relentlessly, and you’d never admit it, but you like them.

Wordlessly, you both shift so that he’s lying on the corner of the couch and you’re curled up next to him, his cheek resting against the crown of your head so that you can feel when he finally speaks.

“How was dinner?” He asks during the advert break, the words mumbled into your hair.

“Good. I had lobster Thermidor,” you tell him, getting only a hum in response. “I saw a girl from school at the restaurant, too. I hated her at school, she was so…she used a crocodile birkin to carry her PE clothes,”

This means nothing to him, but you feel his cheek lift in a smile as he hums just to prove he’s listening.

You stay quiet for a while, muscles unwinding to the best of Max’s steady breathing. He wants to ask, the question is lingering unsaid in the small space between your bodies. You know because last time it was you that had questions. You wonder if he feels now like you did then - unsettled and selfish, scared to ask the question because you didn’t know what you wanted the answer to be.

There’s a part of you that wants to tell him how nice it was to discuss Proust and Dostoyevsky, and how nice it was to be able to go to a fish restaurant, how no one filmed you or asked for your picture. There’s a part of you that wants to tell him all the painful truths to make up for the fact that you hated that he wasn’t there, and that somehow that feels like his fault. But you don’t. Because even though you know a petty vindictive nature all but colours your blood, you try to be kinder with Max.

“He’s nice,” you say, telling yourself you’re too tired to say more even though deep down you’re not sure there’s more to say.

“Good.”

“He knows about wine pairings, and art,” you say with soft smile that he can’t see, “and he can actually share a dessert with me all year round without worrying about the calories,”

“Ah, well, you have to marry him then,” Max says sardonically, his shoulder shifting underneath you like a nudge. “Where’s the ring? It better be big,”

He reaches for your left hand, thumb sliding along your ringer as he pretends to inspect it. You jostle him with a scoff, trying to pull away but he squeezes gently, his fingers tangling with yours for a few seconds before he lets go.

The adverts end and the show comes back on. Within seconds, you feel your body begin to fall into a sleepy oblivion. Yeah, you think to yourself, this is a nice evening.

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beansprean · 2 years

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My Familiar's Ghost AU Masterpost

A wwdits season 5 au by beansprean!

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Tag link (chronological order - may not work on Android app)

Early pages on Patreon!

Below are all the art posts in their relative order in the timeline (not necessarily in posting order). Those labeled in parts are considered "official" while others may be questionably canon lol.

Updated poster

A curse in the house + movie poster (part 1)

Guillermo rants to Nadja (part 2)

Guillermo confronts Nandor (part 3)

Being embarrassing by yourself in your room

A summoning is attempted (part 4)

Nandor uses his brain

Reunion (part 5)

Laszlo’s Lament (part 6)

Guillermo gets teased

My chemical ghost

On a mission (part 7)

Unfinished business and energy lore

Guillermo recalls his invisible antics

Hypnotized! at the gas station (part 8)

Cool Guy Stu (part 9)

Dickheads

What are U Storing? (part 10)

Meanwhile back at the house (part 11)

Opening the coffin (part 12)

Not a plothole

Meanwhile back at the...Nadja what? (part 13)

He threw off his groove

All according to keikaku (part 14)

Ghosted by a ghost

Switches too (part 15)

The confrontation part one (part 16)

The confrontation part two (part 17)

The aftermath (part 18)

Commercial break (part 18.5?)

We are not the same (part 19)

Huh. That's not what I expected. (part 20)

The Guide > the guide (part 21)

She fucking told you

The Guide’s first 3 way (part 22)

Recap

Lazzo (part 23)

Return of the baby part one (part 24)

Return of the baby part two (part 25)

#1 Dad

Bear hugs (part 26)

Me legit shipping Colin and Stu

Hey haven't seen you since you staked me (part 27)

Tell nandor how you feel or draw 24

It's all ducked up now (part 28)

On his wall a tally of unfulfilled orgasms (part 29)

[rain sounds] [thunder sounds] (part 30)

La verdad (part 31)

La verdad parte dos (part 32)

La verdad parte tres (part 33)

Rug pull (part 34)

Wet & pathetic (part 35)

Might as well be rattling chains (part 36)

Consequences (part 37)

Sentimental (part 38)

Back to the start (part 39)

Dust and Virgins (part 40)

What's cooler than being cool (part 41)

Alright alright alright alright alright alright alright?! (part 42)

Run. (part 43)

Did he rehearse this on the way over (part 44)

Mark me down as scared and- (part 45)

And now you're gay (part 46)

The Touch (part 47)

¡Olé! (part 48)

Do you really want to make me cry (part 49)

The ritual of legitimacy (part 50)

She's been very busy

Very, very busy

Red means stop!! (part 51)

Grabby hands (part 52)

Whack whack whack (part 53)

You didn't want ME anymore (part 54)

No no let him finish (part 55)

Thinking of him (part 56)

Here's where it gets weird (part 57)

Bonded (part 58)

Los goosebumps (part 59)

Green means go (part 60)

Trick or treat (part 61)

Hello corporeality, nice to see you again (part 62)

Bad memory (part 63)

He hasn't gone soft he's gone hard

Get u a man who can kick your ass blind (part 64)

You're yes then you're no (part 65)

Fancy lad in the regular room (part 66)

Baby's first drink, sorta (part 67)

Sneaky sneaking (part 68)

The ghosts of your familiar (part 69😏)

Shoulda stopped on red (part 70)

I'm not crying there's just a JERK in my eye (part 71)

Colin Spaminson (part 72)

Get expositioned, idiot

Red and Blue (part 73)

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YN Tomlinson & Harry Styles

Our Story Masterlist Summary: YN Tomlinson is Louis's sister and is in a relationship with Harry Styles. Louis discusses a small part of their relationship on a talk show.

Warning: swearing

A/N: I’m thinking of making this into a series. Let me know what you think.

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“Alright I’m Louis Tomlinson..and I've just been on the Zach Sang show talkin’ ‘bout all sorts..check it out” Louis introduces the show whilst sitting on the brown leather sofa. ---

“We have Louis Tomlinson..It’s nice to see ya” Zach began.

“Hello hello” Louis announced.

“Does it still piss you off when people call you Lewis ‘cause that is not your name?” Zach asked.

“No because people back home..basically right..I mean my name is Louis but I didn’t luv’ it when I wer’ younger..once I was old enough..don’t know why just didn’t really luv’ it so I got known as Lewis, all me friends from home call me Lewis and then I get there on me..on me..first day at The X Factor wiv’ Simon and you know wha’ I mean all the judges and he called me Louis and like you know wha’ I mean there's 3,000 people there..I’m absolutely brickin’ me’self..I’m not about to say..excuse me a minute you’ve got me name wrong..even though it is me actual name..you know..so then it stuck..so I’m kinda both..kinda both..there’s a little story about my name” Louis explained whilst laughing about the pronunciation of his name.

The host laughed at Louis's response and continued to ask “Why were you not a Louis fan growing up..did you feel like Lewis was more serious..did it give you a..”. Before Zach could finish, Louis interrupted “Do you know what it was..when we wer’ younger..me sister YN would constantly say me name..like constantly Louis this and Louis tha’..and it was fookin’ annoying” both hosts laughed at Louis’ re-enactment of his sister “So one day..I told her me name was Lewis..and it just stuck to be honest wiv you”.

“So basically YN is to blame for why you didn’t like your name growing up” Zach continued to laugh.

“Yeah..pretty much” Louis laughed along with the host.

“Talking about your sister YN..” Louis began laughing and shaking his head, whilst sitting up straighter “Why are you laughing?” Zack asked.

“I..I just know what’s comin’ mate” Louis stated whilst readjusting the black hat on his head.

“Your sister YN is in a relationship with Harry Styles…right?” Zach confidently asked.

“Here we fookin’ go...ugh yeah she is..he’s a brave lad let me tell you” Louis began, again making the two other men laugh at his words “No..no…I’m only jokin’ but yeah they’re together”.

Zach asked, whilst continuing to laugh “What do you mean brave…brave because she’s your sister or..”.

Louis realised what he said could have been misinterpreted and began to explain “Ohh no..I..I..don’t mean brave because I’m gonna go all big brother on him..but..I..brave 'cause she’s sumit else man” Louis added with a laugh “..like she’s me sister remember so she’s like the female version of me..you know what I’m sayin”.

“Aw..I thought you meant like brave because she’s your sister and..you know the whole don’t go near her type of thing” Zack explained.

“No..no…if anything I should have had a rule for YN to stay away from Harry” Louis joked. “No..in all seriousness..even at the beginning I was..uh I don’t know how to feel about this..ya know..me sister and me bandmate..me best friend”. Zach interrupted “Yeah..it must have been a bit of a shock for you..like what do you even do in that situation?”.

“Do you know what..I didn't handle it too well at that start” Louis laughed.

“What do you mean?” Zack asked, curious as to what Louis meant by his statement. "Well...I found out at the same time as the rest of the world...you know wha' I mean...and I was just so angry because...you know she's me sister..and he's me best mate" Louis explained whilst picking at the skin around his nail, a nervous habit he had. "But..I..I eventually calmed down and..me Grandad had a bit of a chat with me about it all..and I won't go into detail...but he just made me realise that I had to let YN make her choices..and I'm so glad I did 'cause look at them both now" Louis ended with a chuckle. "So..you weren't suspicious or anything...like you didn't know?" the host questioned. "If I'm 'onest..no I didn't have a fookin' clue man" Louis laughed "But..when I think back..I should have seen it" Louis began to explain whilst moving the microphone closer to his mouth "like I remember her comin’ to stay at our flat in London once..and her eyes would literally fookin’ follow the lad…but at the time I just didn't realise…and then after the photo was leaked..she came on tour wiv us when we wer’ in the band…she was like our stylist's assistant type of thing..and..um…wherever Harry was YN was not far away…they’re the same age and liked the same kinda stuff so…yeah”

“What was that like having your sister on tour with you?”.

“Uhh..well she was too busy wiv me best mate” Louis laughed at his own joke “Do you know what…I loved having her there wiv us..It was nice to have that part of home wiv me you know”.

“You’re exposing her secrets Louis” Zach laughed along.

“She’ll fookin’ go crazy on me when I see her” Louis joked “No..If I’m being honest..I’m so grateful that she’s got someone like Harry..we’ve been through some shit times and..I..I’m just so glad that she’s got a lovely lad..that’s all I want is for me family to be ‘appy” Louis smiled at the host, trying to indicate that he wanted to move the conversation on “..and she is ‘appy”.

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hopefulromances · 9 months

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my queen is back 😭😭😭😭🤍🤍🤍🤍

just a little thought, a kindergarten teacher that has this girl-next-door/miss honey/sweetest human ever vibe and jamie meets her and is just ✨️lovestruck✨️ and maybe little snippets of how their relationship evolves, sorry if it's a lot 😭😭😭 I had a dream about this

I'm here again! I hope I can do this justice! This is such a sweet prompt!

The first time he saw her, she was carrying a large box of - what looked like - homemade planets. He was coming home from a run as she tried to open the door to her car while juggling the large box in one hand. Trying and failing he should add. Being the gentleman he is, Jamie ran over to assist.

"Here let me help you," he said, taking the box out of her hands.

"Oh, thank god," The woman sighed out, straightening up. Finally, Jamie could see her fully. She was wearing a space themed dress and wearing Saturn earrings. She smiled brightly at him as she opened the door. "That was a real struggle."

Jamie was fucked.

She looked between him and the box before moving to take the box out of his hand. Jamie snapped out of his stupor in time to move out of her way. "Let me... there we go."

He place the box down in the car, dusting his hands off. "That's a new PR for me, lifting the entire solar system."

The woman laughed and Jamie thought he could feel his heart leap out of his chest. He smiled at her, liking the idea that he could make her laugh.

"I'm a kindergarten teacher," She explained, motioning to her whole outfit. "Today is planets."

Jamie's eyes shot down and up, trying to be discrete as possible in his checking out of her body. "Gotcha... solar system, makes sense. Gotta teach them the about the mother serving pasta or something."

The woman laughed again, her hands flying up to cover her face. "I think you mean noodles. Or nachos as some people say."

He felt himself smiling again. The woman was blushing, trying to keep her face hidden behind her hands. He held out a hand for her.

"I'm Jamie."

She took his hand, finally revealing her blush fully to him. "(Y/N). And I know who you are." Jamie's eyebrows raised in surprise. "Fuck, sorry, that sounds weird, my boyfriend... or ex-boyfriend I should say, was a big football fan."

Ex-boyfriend, huh? So, she was single then. "Well I hope you still support."

"I do" she answered quickly. "I definitely do."

She blushed again. God, that was cute. The two stood in silence, smiling at each other for at least another minute before (Y/N) looked down at her watch.

"Oh, shit! I have to go!" She cursed, starting to turn around. She mad a 360, trying to find herself before turning back to face Jamie. "Sorry, I have to go. I'll see you around. Thank you for your help." She grunted as she ran into her side mirror. "Fuck, sorry, I'll uh... I'll see you around."

He waved at her as she got in the car and started to back up. As she did, on the other side of the driveway, Roy stood with his arms crossed over his chest.

"You stopped your workout to fucking flirt?"

...

The next time he saw her, he was doing a charity event for the local elementary school. Roy had set it up through Phoebe's school to get some of the team to go play with the kids. And lo and behold there she was with her little class.

Today, she was wearing a dress that had a football pitch decoration on it with football earrings to accompany it. She was busy making sure all the kids were in line, ready to meet the footballer that she she didn't notice him come in.

But one of the boys pointed at him and shouted excitedly.

"It's Jamie Tartt! Jamie Tartt!" He cried out standing up. (Y/N) turned and saw him, her blush returning to her cheeks. She covered her cheeks with her hands and turned to calm the boy down.

Jamie smiled and walked over to the lad.

"Hello, there," he greeted crouching down to the boys level. "Have you been a good lad today?"

The boy nodded furiously, suddenly becoming very bashful. He grabbed onto (Y/N)'s dress and hid behind her skirt. She knelt down and whispered in his ear.

"My name's Simon," he stated loudly, holding out his hand.

Jamie shook his hand and smile. "Nice to meet you, Simon. I'm Jamie." The boy giggled pulling hand back to hide his face. "Do you want to play some football with me and my friends."

Jamie nodded over to where Sam and Isaac were standing. Simon nodded again reaching his hands out from Jamie. Jamie took the boy and hoisted him over his head so he sat on his shoulders. "Alright let's go, lads!"

The boys stayed for much longer than they were required to. Play with the children for several rounds of football and several set ups of headers until one boy hit the ball too hard and broke his nose. After that, they finished up by signing whatever the kids handed to them from jerseys to notebooks and even an eraser.

After all the children left, Jamie found his way back to you.

"So, you teach kindergarten," Jamie mused, walking up to you.

"I teach kindergarten," she agreed, turning to look at him. "And you are excellent with children."

"Would you want to get drink tonight?" Jamie's question surprised himself. (Y/N) raised her eyes and surprise and that blush that Jamie loved so much came over her cheeks.

"Yeah, sure. I'll be done in a few minutes, would you wait?"

"Yes I would, definitely."

...

Well the first date went well. And so did the next date and the date after that and soon it'd been a few months and they'd been seeing each other regularly. (Y/N) started going to games and every now and then she's come to school with gifts for the students, which they all loved.

Jamie loved to pick her up from work. She always worked later than she should and Jamie figured out just the perfect time to get her as she was leaving. Today Jamie had picked her up along with some Chinese take out for a relaxing night in. She was sitting on the couch, leaning against him, showing him the papers she was grading as Jamie fed her fried rice.

"Simon still talks about you in all of his writing," She told him, making a mark on the paper.

"Honestly, babe, how you can read that shite is impressive," he commented squinting his eyes at the paper.

"Please, your handwriting is way worse," she teased, marking an 'A' at the top of the page.

Jamie scoffed in faux offense. "My handwriting is not that bad."

"Yes it is!"

"No it's not!" Jamie grabbed her sides, tickling her aggressively . (Y/N) let out a squeal and desperately tried to get away from him but Jamie just grabbed her and pulled her back into him.

"Jamie!" She giggled, her cheeks turning red. "Stopppp!"

"Tell me that my handwriting isn't the same as a kindergarteners," Jamie demanded, never letting up his torment.

"Fine! Your handwriting isn't quite as bad as the kindergartners."

Jamie finally let up, letting (Y/N) catch her back as she fell back into him. As she laid there, head on his shoulder, letting out a chuckle as she caught her breath, Jamie felt something shift inside him.

"Hey... I love you."

Her eyes widened and she turned to look up at him. "Really?"

He nodded, his own cheeks turning red under her gaze. She shifted, turning around and resting her hands on his chest. She leaned down and kissed him softly. Jamie made a noise of appreciation as she did, his hand coming up to rest on her neck.

"I love you too, sweet boy."

And that is how Jamie fell in love with a kindergarten teacher.

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pacifierbby · 6 months

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~ LONDON

Summary ~, you've been living in London since you were born. That's how you met Mason in a small coffee shop but when mason gets a chance to play for his dream team. will moving to Manchester be the right move?

A/N ~ hello my lovelys another story alert this won't be parts just a long imagine you can say? Hope you enjoy it but once again please leave feed back

Warnings ~ sadness, slightly fluff mase

Pairing ~ Mason mount x reader

Location's ~ London, Manchester

Word count ~

Taglist | navi | masterlist

~ no town does it quiet like my home, so take me back to London

London, that was where you and Mason grew up since you were both little. You never dreamed of leaving this town it was your home , and your whole family was here. You even met Mason here 3 years ago.

You and Mason met in a small coffee shop. You turned around way too fast, bumping into masons, figure spilling,hot coffee all over his top Yeah yeah very cliche fanfic story, but it stupidly happened even though you felt guilty. You, of course, asked if you could buy him a new top, but Mason, being the kind soul he is just laughed and said it was okay.

And here you are now 3 years on both of you living together In your house In London.

Mason attended his training session tonight. However, for the third night this week, he came home and didn't seem to be himself. He went straight for a shower, got into bed, and didn't greet his family with hugs, hellos, or even kisses. Fortunately, you had a day off today and went to a family meal where you discussed your concerns with your sister while your parents were out. Unfortunately, she dismissed it as stress.

Quietly sighing, I started wiping down the counters after milk had splashed out of the cup. Suddenly, I heard the jingle of keys as the door opened, and I walked over to see Mason looking sad once again. However, he just walked past me as if I was a ghost to him .

I walked into the living room, turning on the TV. It felt like we were strangers living in the same house. After 30 minutes, Mason slowly walked down the stairs and came into the lounge, where he sat down next to me, pulled the throw over his legs, and rubbed his face. I watched his every move, trying to understand what was going on In his own mind.

"What's wrong, Mason?" I whispered quietly, looking at him with concern. He looked so drained that I wondered if it was even him anymore. "I'm fine, my love. Just another stressful day," he replied. I sighed, knowing that I would never get the full and honest answers. I looked back at the TV and watched the movie that I had put on ages ago, not following the story since I was so lost in my own thoughts. Abruptly, Mason said, "I might be leaving Chelsea." He spoke so fast that my mind struggled to keep up. "Pardon?" I said, looking at him questioningly. He sighed and took my hands softy into his"I might not be fully honest with you, please don't hate me," he said. My mind instantly going into the worst "Chelsea doesn't need me anymore. It's been so hard in training. I'm never on the pitch anymore; I'm always benched. They're finding so many ways to what I feel like getting rid of me. However, there have been many football clubs that have been contacting me. One of them was Manchester." He stopped talking my mind instantly relaxing . "I know you've been here all your life, so have I, but Manchester has been my dream club since I was little. I've dreamt about it, and I don't want to turn this down."

I understood what Mason was trying to say. He had been dreaming about this since he was a young lad, and he was right. But when I looked at him, all I saw was confusion. Confused about what's the next step but of course you was going to move to Manchester if everything goes smoothly however you couldn't keep that thought off the back of your head

"I'm happy for you, Mase, but what about us?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper, afraid of the answer.

Mason quickly let go of my hands and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me into a hug. "Nothing will happen. I promise you'll be coming with me," he said, exhaling quickly.

"But that means moving away from London, from our family and friends," I replied, my heart heavy. You weren't really worried about leaving London it was more of the fact you have to leave your mother,dad, and sister behind knowing the fact that they wouldn't be around the corner if you wanted a chat

"I know, but we'll get through it together, you and me, like we've done before," Mason said, pulling away from me slightly and kissing the top of my head.

" So when does it start?" Mason, shuck his head."I don't know, my love. A phone call will happen tomorrow after training. I'll ring you straight after. " You just nodded. Staying downstairs for a few more hours the TV in the background you and mason cuddled up on the couch for what seemed like two weeks since you've both had. A moment to yourselves

Both of you gotten up from your couch, turning the TV off by the remote, placed it back on the coffee table mason, turning the lights off in the kitchen, make sure the doors are locked, and secured while you are drawing the curtains. Walking into the hall, making sure the doors were locked while Mason turned the lights off in the living room.

Both of you slowly walked up the stairs and into your guy's room. Stepping inside the bathroom, going over to your sink, turning the taps on putting the toothpaste on your toothbrush, mason copying your actions, both of you doing your nightly routine in silence. Not the silence that was intimating but the silence that you know someone was their If you ever needed to talk

Getting inside yours and masons bed the moon shining through the blinds in the windows making a reflection on the walls behind your bed turning over turning the light off on your side rolling back on your back mason crawling in right after "well pull through this together" kissing your lips lying on his back pulling you a little bit closer "goodnight i love you mase" Letting sleep overtake you just about hearing mason saying I love you back.

The next morning, sunlight streamed through the open curtains that you forgot to close the previous night. Mason had already taken a shower and left for another day of training. Moving to his side of the bed,taking in the scent on his pillows. You procrastinated about getting up, thinking of many reasons to delay, but unfortunately, nothing seemed to come to mind. And to be honest, lying in bed alone with your thoughts didn't really help your anxiety. Eventually, throwing the quilt aside and stepped into your bathroom to start your daily routine..

Stepping inside the kitchen. turning on the kettle and grabbing a cup from the cupboard. While waiting for the water to boil, you checked your phone, hoping to hear from Mason. Once the water finished boiling, you poured it into the cup. Adding the milk and the sugar quickly stirring it up.

Walking back into the lounge opening the curtains letting the light hit the living room.

sitting on your couch, taking the TV remote from your coffee table, and putting on any TV shows. When your phone buzzed on your lap you looked down to see your sister was calling you "Hello" you answered softly "Hello lovely just checking in to see how you and Mason are" "It's just everything with training at the moment" you replied not fully wanting to go into full detail what's happening. Not having the gut to even tell her about the moving process if it happens

You and your sister talked over the phone until your sister's husband came home saying goodbye to each other before making plans when to next go out. Hearing mason walk through the door that odd I thought he was gonna be at training till late and will call me if there was an update "hello babe" you stood up from the sofa walking towards him mason automatically bringing you into a hug "I've had the phone call today" you looked up at him "that's good" kissing his lips knowing that time in London is going to end soon " we need to go down on Thursday to sign everything and look for houses" mason brushed the piece of your hair. "We can invite your family tonight to tell them?" Mason finished already knowing how hard it is for you to leave your town. You nodded, agreeing."I'll have to tell them one way or another this isn't the most easiest thing to hide. " You knew for a fact that your parents would be over joyed for the both of you, having a fresh start for the both of you may do you good

Finishing the last bit of the meal prep for yours and masons parents. Hearing the door knocking mason and you looking at each other then at the door "come on then" you said tiding yourself up a bit walking towards your door seeing yours and masons parents "hello" you said happily pulling them into a hug once they stepped in "hello my darling" Debbie smiled then looking at mason bringing him into a hug "hello my love shall we go into the kitchen" Debbie looked over at you knowing that you wanted to have some time alone with your family once your mum stepped inside you automatically brought her into a hug "hello" you said your mum kissing the top of your head grabbing your hand "Let's go into the kitchen and have our meal don't want your house to get cold" laughing a little letting your mum fully step inside before closing the door.

The dinner was going well you and mason sharing a few laughs about your relationship and the memories that you shared knowing the time was coming up to tell them looking at mason grabbing his hand under the table when you got his attention he knew it was time "so mum, dad" mason started grabbing your hand a little " me and Olivia want to tell you something" everyone looking at you both making you a little nervous

"I'm signing up to play with Manchester United on Thursday. I've had the phone call this morning. This is why me and Olivia wanted to bring you here for dinner, but there's a but we have to move to Manchester. " Your mum and dad looked over to you smiling."Oh sweetie, is that why you've been so nervous we are always here if you need us I know London is your home but sometimes new journeys are more exciting" mason squeezed your hand smiling down at you. "Thanks ma" letting go off mases hand walking around the table where she stood giving her hug.

Thursday couldn't come quick enough. You, jazz,Debbie, and Tony were making your way to Manchester. Mason was already there since he traveled up the night before to get the clear from his test. "How do you feel love?" Debbie said quietly in your ear, "nervous for him, to be honest, it's a big step. A big step for the both of us I mean we officially move here on Sunday night" Debbie grabbed your hand " we may be in London my love but me and your parents will always be beside yours and my sons side please don't forget that" . Masons and your parents have been a god send this past week helping you pack away your London home, ready to move to Manchester. "Thank you, Debbie, for everything," you replied back, smiling down at your hands, grateful that you had a second mother like her. Unfortunately your parent's couldn't come to masons signing today because of work but they did call him this morning and sent him his best wishes, looking up at the car window to see you was pulling up at the stadium

You and masons family stepped out of the car paps already surrounding the area trying get a glimpse of masons family and masons himself not giving you any room to even move

Walking towards the stadium doors seeing Mason through the glass standing next to the desk talking to the resorption lady opening the doors mason having a good line of sight automatically opening his arms so you can run into them.

this was the first time you've slept alone for 3 years. You've always said good morning and good night to each other. Of course, you've had phone calls last night and this morning for updates before you arrived, but you've never slept apart. Letting Mason go so he can give his family a warm welcome.

Seeing Mason sign his contract was the highlight of any moments you both shared together. Even though it's gonna change Mason's life, it's gonna be yours, too. I had a few photos with Mason as well as his family. We also had a few photos on the pitch.

Of course, Mason made sure he added his niece summer in the photos and videos. Some where she was in his arms and some where she was running in front of mase and it was adorable to watch them two together having their special moment. You filmed and took some photos just for yourself

Once Mason finished his photo shoot, it was time to say goodbye. Walking outside of the arena, the taxi was already there waiting for them, exchanging hugs and kisses they all got into a taxi, of course. You and Mason left the best till last summer. It will be hard leaving her she always stayed with you and mason every Friday, but when you and Mason settle here in Manchester, you knew that there will be more memories will be made, helping summer into the taxi. giving them one last wave.

you and Mason watching the taxi leave the area. Grabbing your hand, "Come on, my love, let's see our new house" you nodded walking towards the car that was parked behind the stadium.

Manchester was a big place not as big as London but very close enough however the people here are more apologetic. the hellos are more welcoming people just instantly want to talk to you even if they don't know who you are. people rushing around the city center trying to go places to places. people sitting outside the pubs talking to their friends or other people you sometimes did wish people was like that in London but however your town is more of a tourist city Manchester is a homely town and for what you hope will be forever.

driving up the gravel road. the trees covering up the road the sun shining through the holes of the trees making marks in the middle of the road. "here we are" mason softly said stopping the car outside of the gated house. a lady waiting outside of the house we a clipboard in her hand. getting out of the car shutting the car door softly looking up just about seeing the top of the house because of how high the fencing is. making you instantly secure you knew mason moving to Manchester will be a big hit. the paps will try and turn up trying to get picture of mason

"shall we look inside" the lady said looking at you and mason once you approached her making you both nod. mason grabbing hold of your hand walking into the front garden

the garden big enough for you and mason and the family having little summer running around. many flowers leading up the front door. a small little fountain placed in the middle of the garden. you knew instantly this will be your little place. a peaceful place what may calm your anxiety.

the lady opening the front door walking inside leading into a big open space . a chandelier hanging from the ceiling above. the front door being faced to face with an open kitchen stepping inside. your dream kitchen being face to face with you was honestly was a shock you just wanted to tell mason that this was your forever home but you knew you couldn't do that sadly it was masons home too and you needed to make the decision together.

walking into the living room furniture already placed inside.a big TV on the opposite an LED electric fire underneath the carpets fluffy and silver the new interior that people are going for nowadays which you don't mind. You loved the grey interior ideas in fact you always like the pages on Instagram that has grey themed in. Making you love the home a lot more.

Turning around to see Mason with a smile plastered on his face the same exact smile your wearing right now "do you like" speaking softly in your ear rubbing your back softly which you automatically nodded "its a beautiful house up to now" looking around the living room one last time then back at mason which he agreed "Shall we go upstairs?" The lady asked interrupting yours and masons small conversation.

Standing next to the railing the chandelier next to you the beads hanging from a small thread making a lovely reflection on the doors opposite.

"This is the master bedroom," the lady spoke softly, opening the door and stepping aside, letting you and Mason in together a king-size bed placed in between two windows and draws on their side. A door that leads into a bathroom on the opposite wall, the shower big enough to have a party of ten inside. Each has a sink with drawers underneath like your London home. A big mirror fills the wall. With LED lights glowing behind it. Another open spaced room for a walk-in wardrobe. Not hearing mason coming behind you his arms sneaking around your hips "come on lovely the lady wanting for us in the foyer" kissing the back of your head letting go. Grabbing your hand leading you out of the room.

walking into the foyer. the lady standing near the front door that has frosted glass surrounding it letting in a little of low light "i'm hoping you enjoyed this house and all the small features that comes with it" the lady began with a smile on her face " ill leave you guys for a few minuets while you decide. Mason really didn't give her any chance to walk out of the door "well take it," shocking you and the lady. throughout the tour, Mason really didn't show any facial features, but maybe that's because he was too into the house, you thought. don't take it as you wanted him to show expression because honestly you were really happy that he loved this house as much as you did.

signing the last few paperwork made it even more real. this is your house now. moving from London to Manchester is an actual go-ahead. The lady left an hour ago giving you guys the keys and bottle of champagne with a congratulations.you never thought that at the age of 26, you'll be living in Manchester. you always thought London would be your forever home. your boss wasn't that thrilled when you told him about the move on such short noticed but he was more than happy to transfer you to his offices here in Manchester, which you were delighted about. Your family still comes by every other month so does Mason's.

You're getting used to Manchester life and everyone living here. The Manchester United girlfriends and wives are really lovely, but they sometimes go out to eat on weekends even though you miss London. Manchester is your new home and a different adventure for you and mason.

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billybennet · 6 months

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Jealousy

James Maguire x reader

Summary: reader is jealous of james and katya, and becomes really good friends with david donnelly, but james thinks david and the reader are something more.

Masterlist

“Who is this?” Katya asks, her accent thick.

“Oh, that's just James,” Erin replies.

“You are handsome,” Katya says, “and also sexy.”

Everyone in the room was shocked by this revelation.

“Is her English not great?” Michelle asks.

Katya looks James up and down before getting up and kissing him.

The girls continued to make comments as you all watched them kiss, but you heard nothing they said. You had been secretly crushing on James for a little while, unbeknownst to your best friends, and the sight of him kissing the Ukrainian had you seeing red.

~~~

You were at Brennan's eating lunch with the gang. The girls were all fighting about something or other while you picked at your food silently, when Jenny showed up with her Ukrainian lad.

“Listen, I have a feeling Artem and a few of the others are a bit homesick,” Jenny explained, “It'd be nice for them to spend some time together. So I’m having a soiree at my place tonight. It's going to be great!”

Just then, Erin’s longtime crush and a good friend of yours, David, walks in. You were closer to David than the other girls, as your parents were friends with his.

He looks around the restaurant until he sees Jenny. “Hey, do you have the playlist for tonight then?” he shoots your group a smile and a nod.

Jenny hands him a piece of paper, “I'll need the sound system set up by 7.”

“Is your band playing at this thing?”

“Oh no, I just do a bit of DJing on the side.” he laughs and heads to order some food.

“On second thought, I think this party might be good for Katya,” Erin says to Jenny.

Just then you look up to see James and Katya making out right in the middle of the restaurant. You look down at your food in disgust, then excuse yourself to go to the washroom.

~~~

At the party, the first thing you saw when you walked in was David at his DJ stand, you waved hello to him before going to find your friends.

You mingled at the party a bit before you got tired of Erin freaking out about Katya taking James’ virginity. You found yourself hanging out with David, talking and drinking beer. David was cool and you enjoyed talking to him, it got your mind off of James for a bit… until you all heard a commotion upstairs, you followed David and the others to the stairwell, only catching the end of the argument.

“--How dare you? I am poor Ukrainian, so I must be prostitute!” Katya yells. You raise your eyebrows in shock.

Erin comes to address the crowd forming on the stairs, “Hear me out, first she comes on to James here. What would possess her?” you roll your eyes, “Financial gain, that's what!”

“He attractive boy, Erin.” Katya reasons.

“He's English, Katya.” Erin replies offhandedly.

“I have no problem with this.”

“You should,” Michelle butts in.

Erin continues yelling about the condoms in Katya's bag, and the money the Ukrainians have been giving her all evening.

“How the hell do you explain that?” Erin asks Katya in regards to the money.

“I organize, how you say it, whip round. We like to buy Jenny present to thank her for nice party.” Katya explains in her normal, but angry voice.

“Ohhh, you guys!!”Jenny replies sweetly.

Erin is left speechless, as is everyone else.

“So not only you insult me, but you've also spoiled Jenny’s surprise!” Katya adds.

“I think you should leave,” Jenny states. you sink back behind David in the crowd, not wanting to associate or even be seen by your friends. You could feel their eyes on you though, as they passed by in shame.

“You can still hang with me for the rest of the night,” David offered, you smiled slightly at him and nodded.

You spent the next little while drinking and talking, but David could tell you were a little off.

“So what’s up?”

“What do you mean?” you ask, taking a swig of your beer.

“You seem… distracted, sad even.”

“Nah, it's nothing,” you try to brush it off.

“Obviously it's not, so spill.”

“I… I.. have a wee bit of a crush on James…” you say with a pained look on your face.

David nods and hums in agreement. “So the whole Katya thing…?” he trails off.

“Yeah.”

“Yeah.. that sucks, well, if it's any sentiment, he's gotta be into you too, because like every guy in Derry is into you,” He nudges you shoulder.

You laugh, “Yeah, OK.”

“It’s true!!” David chuckles.

“Okay, okay, I believe you!” you look around at the dwindling party, “Well… I should probably get going,” sigh, getting up from your spot on the floor.

“Want me to walk you home?” David offers, getting up as well.

“Yeah, I’d like that, thanks,” you smile at him as he sticks out his elbow for you to take.

The walk home is full of drunken giggles and nonsense.

When you reached your house, you turned to David to say thank you again, and, unbeknownst to you, James was looking out his window watching. He had been waiting to make sure you got home alright, after he realized you hadn't followed the group out of the party.

“Thank you,” you smiled up at David.

“No problem,” he replied, “we should hang out more.”

“I agree,” you laughed. You leant up on your tiptoes and gave him a peck on the cheek, “Goodnight, David.” With that, you turned on your heel and walked into your house, David yelling ‘goodnight’ after you.

~~~

The next couple weeks, James didn't talk to you, which you didn't mind because you had been ignoring him before anyways. Plus now you were in a good mood due to your blooming friendship with David. It’s not that you had romantic feelings for him, but you did really like him, although you would never do something to hurt Erin.

The whole friend group watched in confusion as you and David became closer friends. After a couple weeks of silence James finally blew up.

“Why are you hanging out with him?” You were at Michelle’s house, you and James were alone in the kitchen getting drinks.

“What?” you asked, genuinely confused.

“David, why do you keep hanging out with him?” James repeated.

“I don't know, he's nice and fun to be around..”

“So are we!” James countered.

“Fine. Why did you let Katya kiss you?”

“I--I..”

The girls had heard the commotion and came into the kitchen.

“What’s going on?” Erin asked.

No one said anything for a second..

“I saw Y/N kiss David Donnelley!” James exclaims. You gape at him.

“What?” The girls gasp.

“No! I didn't! I kissed him on the cheek-- which is a totally different thing! I was just saying thank you for walking me home!”

“How could you Y/N?” Orla asks, cradling Erin's head.

You shake your head, then turn and leave. James follows you outside, “So what? You're just gonna leave?”

“Yeah! Well, it doesn't feel like I’m welcomed there anymore!” you yell back, exasperated.

“Y/N!” you could hear a change in tone in James’ voice, was that desperation? “Wait! I've been a dick, I’m so sorry!”

You slowly turn towards him, “Yeah, you have been.”

“I’m sorry I just.. didn't like seeing you with him,” James reveals.

“How do you think I felt about Katya?” you say quietly.

James looks at you, confused, for a moment, “Wait-- you mean?” you nod in a response, smiling crookedly.

James runs forward, enveloping you in a hug, “I’m so sorry,” he whispers in your shoulder.

“Me too.” And your lips collide in the most beautiful kiss either of you have ever experienced

#derry girls #james maguire #james maguire x reader

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sirenlulls · 7 months

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feels like ➞ e. hewson

pairing — elijah hewson x fem!reader (gracie abrams fc)

fic type — social media au

met you at the right time. this is what it feels like!

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#inhaler chats.#inhaler dublin x reader #inhaler #inhaler dublin #inhaler oneshot #inhaler x reader #elijah hewson x reader #elijah hewson #eli hewson #bobby skeetz #josh jenkinson #ryan mcmahon

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brittle-doughie · 1 year

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Hello, I have a request: Reader who pulls several all-nighters in a row on subjects/things that interest them. Can we have the reactions of the Ancients please?

Allow this one to humbly call themselves 🎪 Anon :)

Btw, hru today?

We’ve got a circus anon now, lads. Welcome to the list!

Hearing about your all-nighters made Dark Cacao Cookie wonder if wanting to learn magic was really worth losing sleep over. He’d be more of the stern type when confronting you about these habits, he’d ask that you get a few days rest once he saw how negatively it impacted you. He’s not hearing any of it if you try to say you’re fine, your health mattered more above all else!

Pure Vanilla would be curious on the subjects you were learning over the many nights you’ve studied. He knows what it’s like to dedicate your time to something you’re passionate about! He’d even join you on these nights to help you feel not alone! Keep this between the two of you about these study nights together, okay?

Hollyberry may not be an expert into whatever you’re learning, but she’s willing to listen to whatever you have to say! She admired that you’d stay up many nights on something you’d love. Don’t go completely wild on your research however, or she’ll drag you to bed and cuddle you until you’re well asleep!

Golden Cheese, like Dark Cacao, would be stern with you about these nightly study sessions you were having. Why weren’t you sleeping in bed right now, you can study in the morning! She’ll even take away any book you’re reading to and nudge you to bed. She has a death grip when she’s hugging you, so good luck trying to get out of her sleeping hold.

White Lily sticks to you the whole time like glue, she already does a lot of research herself, so to share this with a very close friend like you means a lot to her. Don’t bother trying to shoo her away, she’ll just return shortly after, promising that she’ll just sit beside you as you researched, just being a presence to you. She even brought you snacks and coffee to help! There’s no getting rid of her once she finds out of your habits, hope you’re fine with a study buddy!

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jaylleoo14 · 4 months

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How I like to draw the twst characters because nobody asked

♡ i like drawing Jade two ways: Pretty boy twink or a "your daughter calls me daddy too"

♡ For Azul its either an unhinged crazy ass who might secretly be a boy loser or a fucking smartass scum who isnt pathetic

♡ Floyd is.... well, Floyd. He's silly! I love him unconditionally <3 (no i dont thats a lie- ACK HELP HES CHOKING ME-) Joking, I LOVE drawing him having threatening and scary faces. (that goes for Jade as well)

♡ Idia is either a whimpering begging mess or hes a fucking cocky menace whos actually threatening

♡ Leona is soft shy lion or a badass (yasss slay queen, we stan you‼️) and sassy at the same time (Have you seen the way he stans with his hand on his hip?)

♡ Vil is just strait up serving cunt, no words needed (she is always SERVING from the university of servington with a degree in serving cunt) I always draw him winning because she always is (we stay winning💯)

♡ Rook is an unhinged stalker with a crazy obsession or he's just a silly little lad whos always supportive of others (I like drawing him threatening too)

♡ Epel is my pretty boy who I love to draw because he's so pretty. I like to draw him very wild though and rambunctious

♡ Rollo is literally the same as Idias except he tries to hold his pride feeling really embarrassed

♡ Riddle has a strong presence and personality which i like to convey, being ruthless yet being incredibly soft. I like drawing him cute and pretty sometimes too :3

♡ TREY HAS NICE MF ARMS YOU KNOW DAMN WELL IM DRAWING HIM SCRUMDELIOUCIOUS

♡ Cater makes me sad, so I indulge myself in it. I like drawing him around deep and depressing themes, sometimes dark as well.

♡ Ruggie is either street punk cool and swaggy or damn attractive with an unhinged and sneaky overlay

♡ Jack is so cute to me, I like drawing him as the tsundere he is with a playful side to him with the overprotective bodyguard vibes

♡ Ace... I HATE THAT STUPID MF!!! God he's so annoying we might as well date already >:( He's super playful and flirty and i like drawing him sly and sometimes awkwardly flustered

♡ Deuce is my baby boy crush >\\\\< Hes so precious literally he's my soft boy. I love him sm omg

♡ Malleus is so awkward and somewhat stoic, yet thats what makes him cute! He's like a himbo to me hahahaha hes so silly to me sometimes but then im like, oh wait, hes hot. And then i do a 360 and all of a sudden he's this hot smirking bastard

♡ Lilia is so drippy he's my little doll, I want to style him in so many different ways (●ˇ∀ˇ●) and he's so badass yet girlypop at the same time, hello?? No one can pull it off like Lilia does, its the bisexual in him 🤞

♡ Silver is so sweet and pretty, though I always draw him sleeping because its so easy just drawing someone sleeping in low quality T0T (sorry Silver stans)

♡ Sebek is a silly little guy who I want to kick for the fun of it sometimes ^-^ But I like drawing him getting teased a lot or often getting picked on because I find it funny

♡ Jamil being a sassy overworked mom who always too tired to show any type of expression other than showing anger, exasperation, or an anxious stressed out look. Other than that, its a tired deadpan face for me as he's holding a mug saying "kys." Jamil is like a little hater to me and I stan that <3

♡ Kalim being oblivious and a bit slow, but other than that hes the happy radiating sunshine we all know as. I like giving him moments where hes so genuine and kind where you're just completely soft around him and an arrow shoots through your heart

♡ Ortho is that friendly neighbor! I like him drawing him being supportive of others and always being Idia's right hand man who can also be sneaky and sly

This doesnt usually apply to their yandere self though ^^

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fruitsoxs · 11 months

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Hello different anon here to request one of my favorite things: reverse jealousy. How would the two lads feel about the reader feeling jealous over them?

sorry this took so long to do!! I made it a bit longer to make up for it <3

pairings: vash x reader , wolfwood x reader

warnings: once again there's some angst, insecurity, self doubt, swearing, wolfwood has some feelings, reader is a bit of a dumb ass in vash's part haha

notes: i kinda went off with this?? it didn't go where I thought it would that's for sure haha.

Vash

There’s a small fire that builds up inside of you every time this person touches Vash. It’s an anger you can’t really describe. It has you feeling jittery and useless. They aren’t being forceful with him, and he seems okay with the soft touches. That just makes you more uncomfortable as you walk behind the two of them.

They’re probably just thankful. Vash did just save their life. Anybody would be thankful if a handsome stranger ran in and ripped you away from a bunch of bandits. Especially on a planet like Gunsmoke, where everybody is only worried about themselves. There aren’t very many selfless heroes like Vash, so when they come around you tend to be thankful.

But there’s something about the way their hand lingers on his arm after they stumble closer to him. Or how they keep interrupting you, making it feel like you can’t talk. They seem to be pushing you into the background as you walk across the desert planet towards the nearest town. Despite there being enough room for you to join the two side by side, you feel like your place is behind them.

Glaring at both of their backs with, you clench your fists lightly. The town is close enough, you can see the buildings in the distance. Soon this person will be back home, and they’ll be just a minor detail in Vash’s adventure. While you’ll be by his side, helping him the entire way. That thought should help you feel better. It should help calm your nerves.

But then, their fingers reach out towards his hand, and you feel the fire build up again.

Jealousy rears its ugly head.

The worst part? You aren’t angry that they’re flirting with him. You’re angry that you can’t be this bold. You have been traveling with him for months now. You’ve become one of his closest friends. He trusts you. He cares for you. He has proven that he will do anything to keep you safe. And yet, you can’t even find the courage to hold his hand. This stranger, who’s known him for a few hours at most, is doing something you have always wished you could do.

RIght before their fingers touch Vash’s metal ones you clear your throat. Vash turns to you with a smile. He arches an eyebrow, probably able to read your bad mood. “You okay back there?” he asks softly. The stranger retracks their hand and looks at you too.

“Uh yeah. I was just wondering how you ended up out here anyway.” You mumble. Embarrassed, you try to find a conversation starter that makes you look less stupid. The person shrugs and looks ahead again. “Sometimes I come out here to find spare parts. You’d be surprised how much useful junk is just laying around in the sand.” They explain looking up at Vash.

Vash nods. “Yeah that makes sense. Sorry you got caught up with those guys. They didn’t hurt you did they?” he asks, looking the person over. “Maybe a few bruises, but I’m tough. You managed to save me just in time!” They exclaim. Vash rubs the back of his neck, blushing a bit. “We couldn’t just leave you out there!”

‘I could.’ you think for a second, before guilt floods your senses. Why are you acting like this?

You pause for a second, and watch the two continue to walk. They don’t even notice that you’ve stopped walking. The stranger says something that makes Vash laugh, his cheeks turning red. They step a bit closer to Vash, and he doesn’t seem to mind. This is too much for you.

You continue walking, a few steps behind them now. Your head hands low, and your heart drops.

As the three of you walk towards the town, the suns start to drop. The air gets a bit cooler, and the world goes eerily quiet. The town is already empty, except for a few drunken wanderers who stumble through the streets. There’s probably a bar or tavern somewhere that’s filled with idiots drinking and singing.

The stranger leads the two of you up to their doorstep. They turn around and face Vash. “This is me.” they smile softly, their eyes only on your blonde companion. “Glad you got home safe.” Vash responds, a sense of relief in his eyes. “Thanks for making sure I’m okay. I owe you.” They whisper, and you know they aren’t talking to you. “It’s really no problem. It’s what I- It’s what we do.” It’s sweet how he tries to include you even when you’re clearly not wanted.

The person smiles, and leans in close to him for a second. They pull him down to their level and press their lips against his cheep. Your blood freezes, and you look away.

“Stop by the next time you’re in town. Okay?” They mumble before leaving you and Vash standing there. Vash is a bit awestruck, his face a bright red. You feel like you might punch the next person who walks by, or break down and cry, Whatever comes first. The situation has left you completely and utterly upset. Every fiber of your being wants to run off into the night time and scream.

Instead you just stand there with your jaw clenched tightly.

“They were really nice…” Vash points out turning to you with a smile. You find yourself scoffing. “Yeah to you.” you point out and begin to walk away. Vash follows you closely, frowning. “What’s that supposed to mean?” he asks, and you feel a little bad. He looks like a little puppy who’s just been yelled at.

“I mean they clearly were happy that you specifically saved them. You know?” You mumble, a bit softer now. He stops and looks back, a bi of confusion woven into his features. “What?” he asks, looking at you again. “They liked you, Vash.” You explain fully. His eyes widen and his cheeks turn pink again. “I-I don’t think so. I think they were just thankful I saved them-” He begins to rant, clearly flustered.

You sigh and stop to look at him. “They made it pretty obvious. I mean, they sure didn’t kiss my cheek. Did they?” He looks at you shocked, his brain jumping through hoops to try and explain the kiss. His eyebrows are furrowed as he looks down at your sour expression.

Suddenly a small smile stretches across his lips as he steps forward. He’s put your sour mood since you saved that person together now. He knows you’re jealous. “Well, I guess I’m flattered then. But…I’ve got my eyes on someone already.” he tells you a certain look you can’t place in his eye.

Now it’s your turn to be confused. “What? Who?” You ask, a bit too quickly. He laughs and shakes his head at you. “Someone pretty cool. They’re basically my best friends.” He explains. Your eyes widen as a new type of pain floods your senses. So he likes someone else, AND he has another best friend?

“Who is this person?” You ask, completely upset.

Vash just sighs, a small smile on his face. He walks closer and wraps his arms around you, pulling you close. His hand gently combs through your hair

Your heart is suddenly leaping within your chest.

“It’s you.”

Wolfwood

Your finger nails dig into the soft skin on your thighs softly as you watch the scene in front of you unfold. You watch silently as Wolfwood mutters something in this random girl’s ear, making her giggle. She responds by leaning in close, giving him a shy smile. He wraps his arm around her and whispers something else- something you couldn’t hear if you tried. They’re too close now, and you feel your heart plummet into your stomach.

This shouldn’t be much of a surprise at this point. This man does this a lot. He likes to walk off the moment the group finds a place to rest, and try his luck with whoever will give him the time of day. Most of the time his advances are accepted because, as much as you hate to admit it, Wolfwood is handsome. He’s got a nice looking face, and a well toned body. Plus he can be sickeningly charming sometimes, with his unmatched wit and cute little nicknames. Anybody would fall for him.

Despite how common this little scene is, it still makes your chest feel tight. You’re uncomfortable, but you can’t look away. The drink you had ordered to help cool you off is left untouched, growing warmer by the second. You just don’t feel like you can stomach anything right now. You feel sick, and upset.

You’re…well, you’re jealous.

It’s something you’ve come to terms with awhile ago. You have feelings for your weird and mysterious traveling partner. You can only share so many tender moments with him dressing your wounds (or vice versa) before affections arise. You’ve shared enough moments with him where your heart beats uncomfortably fast to understand your feelings. It sucks.

The others have left you to stew in your feelings, knowing that once you get this way there’s no pulling you out. Meryl has tried so many times to convince you to let loose and ignore Wolfwood. She’s tried telling you to go dance with a stranger, or flirt with your own handsome man. “You’re attractive.” She would say. “Anybody here would be on their knees the moment you tried talking to them.” You can’t though. Not even if you wanted to. There’s a deep insecurity that takes over your brain every time you watch the man you love flirt aimlessly with another. It makes you doubt yourself to a degree you have never experienced. Are you not good enough? Not pretty enough? Are you boring? What is it about you that isn’t enough? These thoughts seem to flood your mind, and no amount of alcohol could subside them

Your eyes drift down to his arm resting on the girl's side, his fingers lightly pressing against her. It makes you want to vomit. You wish so desperately to be the one he touches like that, and it sickens you. How stupid are you? Pining after a man who flirts with other people so easily. This man would never give you the time of day- despite how sweet he can seem sometimes.

You grab the drink from the table and hold it to your lips, drinking it all in one go. It burns your throat. It’s not enough. Without missing a beat, another cup lands in front of you. You give a thankful nod to the bartender, then down that drink too. Your thoughts are getting clouded and fuzzy as a light buzz starts to overcome you.

You look over at Wolfwood again. This time though, your eyes meet his. He smiles when the eye contact is made. A sly smirk that makes your blood boil. It’s like he knows your feelings, and he’s rubbing it in your face. You frown and turn away.

What an asshole.

What should you do? You clearly aren’t having fun. The alcohol isn’t helping you loosen up, it’s actually making things feel worse. That girl is pressed up against Wolfwood, and you’re sure you might throw up or cry if you continue watching. Maybe you should leave. Go find a quiet place to relax? Yeah that’s a good idea. You leave your payment for the drinks on the counter and walk out of the building, into the chilly night air. For how hot it normally is on this harsh planet, the nights can get deadly cold.

You lean against the railing and sigh softly. It’s just not your night.

The sound of a door opening and closing brings you out of your little moment of peace, and the familiar smell of cigarettes makes your nose wrinkle. Wolfwood walks up next to you, flicking his lighter. He rests his elbows against the railing and leans forward.

“Why’d you run off?” He asks after a couple minutes of silence.

You look at him through the side of your eye for a moment, taking in his features. He looks so soft in the moonlight. Far different right now than how he always seems. A hint of warmth under the cold exterior he seems to always parade around. A side of him that he only lets you see.

“Needed some fresh air.” You finally answer, looking away. He’s really the last person you want to see right now. “Aren’t you missing somebody?” You ask, the alcohol makes you bolder than normal. There’s a sense of anger in your voice you can’t hide.

“You mean that girl?” He asks his hand going to his chin as if he’s thinking. “Just wasn’t feeling it. Why?” That sly smirk is back. “You feeling a little jealous?” His voice is quiet. He’s not looking at you, not entirely. He sometimes flickers his eye over to you, probably to see how you react.

Your eyes snap up to him, and a new anger surges through you. You can’t believe this man! He’s such a…a.. “You’re an asshole.” You say out loud, turning to look at him. Tears threaten to fall from the corners of your eyes.

“Is that a yes?” He goes to tease you, but when he turns to face you he stops dead in his tracks. His eyes meet with yours. His smile drops and a myriad of emotions go through his eyes. Confusion, surprise, then worry. He turns his body to you, and lets the bud of his cigarette fall to the ground. You remain tense, and quiet. You find yourself unable to meet his gaze.

“Oh.”

That’s all he says for a while. It seems he understands your feelings now. His hands clench and unclench, as he looks away. There’s a silence that takes over now. It’s awkward and tense.

You grow tired of the moment, and let out a soft sigh. You knew he’d react like this. You knew there was no way he’d feel the same way. It’s still heartbreaking though. Your stomach is in ruins, and it feels like all of the air has been sucked out of you. Curse whatever created you for making you feel so utterly helpless in this situation.

You turn to leave, but his hand finds your wrist and he pulls you back. “Don’t- Just give me a second.” He sighs, and his hand slips away. You stay put, despite the fact you desperately want to escape. He pulls out another cigarette and holds the lighter up to his lips, lighting it. The glow shows off his conflicted eyes.

He takes a deep breath, and then lets it go.

“You’re too good for me.” He says finally. “I”m…not the type of guy you should fall in love with.” His words are filled with an emotion you’ve never heard from him. This is a new Wolfwood. “I’ve done stuff…” he cuts himself off and looks in the opposite direction of you. “Sweetheart I…I…” he’s struggling to find the words. He takes a deep breath and then-

“Fuck it.”

He whips around. He grabs the cigarette from his lips with one hand, and the other clutches onto the back of your head. It happens too fast for you to understand completely , but he pulls you close and his lips catch yours. It’s a soft kiss.

He pulls away and leaves you breathless, your heart pounding in your chest. His hand is still cradling the back of your head. He stares down at you, his dark eyes trying to convey to you what he’s struggling to say out loud. He loves you too.

#wolfwood x reader #nicholas d wolfwood x reader #vash x reader #vash the stampede x reader #wolfwood drabble #vash drabble #request #no beta

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kisses with zerobaseone

genre: fluff

warnings: kithing (mwAh), swearing (buckle up lads), slightly suggestive in zhang hao and matthew's sections

author's note: this is my first fic on this blog 😳 hope you guys like it hehe

jiwoong

— confident king 😼😼

— knows how to make you swoon with his expeessions

— i mean, he didn't take all those acting lessons for nothing

— makes it super dramatic every time he wants to kiss you

— "my lips are lonely, mind if they meet yours?"

— "jiwoong is that really necessary"

— smiles throughout kisses AHHHH

— likes to give you forehead kisses before you go to sleep

zhang hao

— i am a firm believer that zhang hao's love language is physical touch 🗣️

— approaches you from behind with a back hug whenever you're cooking

— and he just starts lightly kissing your neck hello?????

— so you turn the stove on a lower setting before turning around to face him with your hands on your hips

— "what do you think you're doing hao?"

— "what i'm just showing my affection" 🤷🏻‍♀️

— but then zhang hao does NOT break eye contact with you and takes a step towards you which makes you very flustered

— he likes to put his hands on your shoulders so he can pull you closer to his body FHJSKDBSK

— i think kisses with hao would be very gentle and romantic

hanbin

— so so so sweet

— always asks for your permission to kiss you and makes sure you are comfortable

— it's also tradition of hanbin's to drive you back home and then kiss you before you get out of the car

— likes to hold both of your hands while kissing you

— holds you so gently honestly you forget your hands are in his

— hanbin's lips would feel so soft

— kissing him would feel like you're floating on a fluffy cloud during a pink and orange sunset

— "y/n you have really pretty eyes"

— "i could say the same about you, hanbin"

— overall so sweet and wholesome im screaming what a gentleman !!!

matthew

— you and matthew would be on a picnic date in this cute little park

— he's cronching on some green grapes obnoxiously (endearingly) loud

— "matthew chill brah you're gonna fucking choke on a grape sooner or later"

— "nuh uh" ☝🏻

— you guys would be lying down next to each other on the picnic blanket, cloud watching

— you feel a pair of eyes watching you instead of at the sky, so you turn your head and matthew's face was RIGHT THERE (jumpscare)

— he just giggles at your reaction and places a hand under your chin and kisses you

— will melt if you play with his hair

— also bonus i think matthew would enjoy french kissing (do what you want with this information)

taerae

— gives you a huge smile every time you guys are about to kiss

— his dimples oh my god

— we must stay focused brothers ‼️

— your favorite thing to do is to distract taerae while he's playing pubg

— "what y/n i'm trying to heal my teammate right now"

— you'd say nothing but just wrap your arms around him and his gaming chair from behind and steal a kiss on his cheek and run away

— taerae would calmly turn around, remove his headset, and bolt after you like a man on a mission

— "GET BACK HERE you made me lose !!"

— i'm sorry but i think out of the members taerae would have the crustiest lips (i say this out of love)

ricky

— ricky is usually too shy to make the first move, but when it came to your first kiss with him, oh boy

— it was the evening before prom and he had a sudden surge of confidence

— you would be getting ready and helping him tie his tie

— naturally, the distance between you two became closer

— you see ricky's eyes staring at your lips

— so you close your eyes, expecting him to kiss you

— until he doesn't.....

— "you know, they call me rizzard of oz"

— "stfu and kiss me ricky"

— also !! ricky thinks it's so cute how you have to tiptoe to reach his height !!

— pro tip: wear strawberry lip balm and he will literally gravitate towards you 🏃🏻‍♂️💨

gyuvin

— blushy baby omg

— loves when you kiss his cheek

— but the first time yall kissed, it was a disaster 😟

— bc the mf accidentally bOnked his head into yours while leaning in

— "oW gyuvin why you gotta be so damn tall"

— "and why you gotta be so short, y/n?? you're closer to hell than i am"

— despite the bickering and Hard fumble, it was a good kiss regardless

— that night, gyuvin giggled to himself and kicked his feet while laying in his bed trying to fall asleep, but he can only think about you

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My neighbour Rúben | Chapter 19

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"This is such a fancy building... And there is doorman!" grandad said. After picking them up from the train station and leaving their bags at their hotel, we had come to my apartment so they could finally meet Lucy and Julia.

"I've never been anywhere with a doorman before. I feel like royalty!" grandma giggled as the doors of the lift opened and we walked into my apartment's floor.

"Look at how big this is and... I know you!" grandad said, pointing at someone.

"What are you talking... Rúben" I gasped when I saw him standing outside his door.

"The neighbour?" grandma asked.

"Dias is your neighbour? I thought you said he wasn't a player" grandad said, still looking at him.

"He is a player?" grandma asked.

"He is! Rúben Dias!" grandad said. "Oh... Rúben... The R... Now it makes sense! I always call him Dias" he chuckled.

"So he is your neighbour? The one you fancy?"

"Grandma!"

"Oh, sorry. He doesn't know you fancy him?"

"If he didn't, now he does" grandad said, trying not to laugh.

"He is very attractive..." grandma smiled.

"And he has very nice arms too" grandad added.

"Oh God" I said, covering my face with my hands.

"Nice to meet you, lad. We are the grandparents" grandad said, shaking Rúben's hand.

"Nice to meet you, sir" he replied.

"I'm her grandmother. I know, I know, I look like I could be her mother" grandma said, offering him her hand.

"Nice to meet you too, ma'am" Rúben said, kissing it as she wanted, and giving her one of his charming smiles, making her giggle.

"Behave, woman" grandad said, rolling his eyes.

"I was just going to give Lucy the tickets for the game" Rúben said, looking at me.

"Thank you so much for those" grandad said. "Am I gonna get to give Arteta some advice?"

"You will, sir."

"Fantastic! He'll probably need it, you lot play so well!"

"Thank you" Rúben replied with a shy smile.

"Anyway, we should get going" I said, walking towards my apartment's door.

"Aren't you two going to say anything to each other?" grandma asked.

"Like what?"

"I just told him that you fancy him. Don't you wanna know if he fancies you back?"

"I do" Rúben said with his famous smirk. "She already knows it."

"I... I... Urgh" I groaned, opening the door and walking into my apartment. If I stayed there with them any longer, I would end up killing someone.

"I think she's mad" grandad said.

"She'll be fine" grandma replied. "Nice to meet you, Rúben."

"Nice to meet you, ma'am. Sir."

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"Oh my God, your grandma" Lucy said, still laughing.

"She's the worst sometimes."

"She's the best! I love her. Can she be my grandma too?"

"Ask her, she'll probably say yes. She already adores Julia."

Their meeting with my grandparents had been perfect, all of them instantly liking each other. They were so smitten with the other, that my grandma had forgotten about meeting Rúben. Me, on the other hand, couldn't stop thinking about it.

"And she also seems to adore Rúben judging by what you said."

"I think she fancies him, which is worse. You should have seen the way she looked at him."

"And do you blame her?" Lucy laughed.

"But you know what was the worst part? That once the initial shock had passed, he was enjoying it. He was smiling and flirting with her, and then when he said that he fancied me, he gave me that smile he knows I love, and..."

"And?" Lucy asked, trying not to laugh once again.

"I hate you all today."

"Oh, c'mon! It all went well, didn't it? Your grandparents liked us all."

"I guess they did, yes” I sighed.

"Then stop worrying and enjoy that they are here" she said, patting my arm.

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"I hate you" I said as Rúben opened the door and I walked into his apartment.

"And hello to you too."

"Why did you tell my grandma that you fancied me?" I said, crossing my arms over my chest. "That's not how we had planned to tell them."

"I don't know. But it is the truth" he shrugged.

"I just... Urgh!" I said, hitting his chest.

"Careful there" he said with a teasing smile, his hands on his pockets. "I need to be on my best shape for Sunday, remember?"

"I don't care" I said, now hitting him again.

"You are so cute when you get mad."

"Shut up!" I said, now pushing him with both hands and obviously not being able to move him from the spot where he was.

"Or what?" he asked, that teasing smile still on his face.

"Or I... I..."

"You?"

"Fuck it" I said, walking towards the door.

"Are you leaving?"

"Yes, I am."

"Don't you want to stay?"

"What for?"

"Well... " Rúben said, slowly walking towards me, his hands still on his pockets. "You definitely are angry, which means that you'll spend most part of the night thinking about it and won't sleep, and tomorrow you'll be dead when you meet your grandparents. And you are planning on showing them around and do many things, right?"

"That was the plan, yes."

"Then why don't you stay..." he continued, now just a step away from me. "And do something with all that anger? Put it somewhere?"

"On your punching bag, for example?"

"I was not thinking about that and you know it" he said, still smiling.

"You are not allowed to do anything of what you are thinking."

"I was suggested not to do anything. That's different. And besides, I was thinking about letting you be the one in charge. I mean, you always are because you pick what we do, but you know..."

"You want me to do all the job."

"And let that anger go, yes."

"Ummm... No" I said, turning around.

"What?"

"I like ordering you around" I said, looking at the door. "But if you want me to stay, I'll tell you what to do and you'll do it while I just enjoy it."

"So bossy" he chuckled.

"It is what it is" I shrugged, my hand on the door's knob.

"Ok, fine" Rúben finally said. "But if I'm tired on Sunday..."

"You'll be fine. You have tomorrow to rest, recover and focus. And besides" I said, looking back at him again before starting to walk towards his room. "You owe it to me for being a dick."

"Fair enough" he chuckled, walking behind me. "But you know" he said, stopping on the door and casually leaning against the frame, his hands still on his pockets. How could he look so sexy doing nothing? "I do fancy you. A lot."

"You asked me to be your girlfriend, didn't you?"

"I did. And I was being serious despite the circumstances. I like you and I want to be with you. I'm all in on this. On us."

"Then show me" I said, trying to think about anything but what he just said. I'll have time to freak out about it later.

"Yes, ma'am" he replied, smiling like I was expecting him to do: with that smirk that has drove me nuts since the day we met.

#ruben dias #ruben dias fanfic #ruben dias imagine #football fanfic #football imagine

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