#i almost ran over a girl who didn't get up fast enough. you might not believe this but it's impossible to steer a boogie board on sand

[binch-i-might-be]

something I have never once talked about in my life is that I have climbed a sand dune with my bare feet and then rode back down headfirst on a boogie board. why have I never mentioned this to anyone

#i routinely forget that i did this #like i went belly down on that boogie board and hauled ass off that dune #i almost ran over a girl who didn't get up fast enough. you might not believe this but it's impossible to steer a boogie board on sand #rayrambles

[forever-rogue]

If you'd like a request maybe older!eddie with reader who has insomnia? So either she's not getting enough sleep or she keeps waking up every hour and older!eddie who's dealt with it before knows the trick?

AN | Sleepless nights can be the worst. Luckily Eddie always has the answers 🥰

Warnings | Language

Pairing | Older!Eddie x Fem!Reader

Word Count | 3.4k

Masterlist | Main, Eddie 

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

You stared at the ceiling, trying to pick out shapes in the pale moonlight. You tried to contain your sigh, mindful of the handsome man lying next to you, fast asleep without a worry. His arm was draped across your waist, his face buried in the pillow as he snored lightly. You delicately traced some of the dark ink on his arm, admiring how it contrasted with his pale skin.

"Eddie?" You whispered softly, keeping your voice as quiet as possible. You were almost positive he was asleep but figured it couldn't hurt to try. When he didn't reply and continued sleeping, you slowly started to move out from under his grip. Before sliding completely off the bed, you paused and looked him over to make sure he wasn't disturbed. 

He kept on sleeping, looking almost angelic with his curls spread around him like a halo. You covered him with the duvet before padding out of the bedroom and heading over to the kitchen. You found that your sleepiness nights were getting more frequent and in turn so were your hot chocolate and late night reading sessions. Had it been any other time besides halfway through the night, it might have been a peaceful thing.

Once your hot chocolate was finished, you made your way to the living room, curling up on the couch as you grabbed your current read from the coffee table. You grabbed the soft, dusky pink blanket off the back of the couch and wrapped it around your body. It was your favorite blanket; Eddie had gotten it for you shortly after you'd moved into his apartment because you were often complaining about being cold. 

You weren't sure how long you'd been sipping on your cocoa and reading when you heard the creak of the floorboards. When you looked up, you found Eddie standing in the doorway, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. You looked at your phone and saw that it was nearing three in the morning, which caused you to scoff slightly.

"What are you doing up, love?" You set your mug down and closed your book before making your way over to him. He yawned before raising an eyebrow in question, "its late, Eddie."

"I could be asking you the same thing, sweetheart," he wasted no time in wrapping his arms around you and pulling you tightly against his warm body. You mumbled something incoherent as you smushed your face into his chest. His soft laughter vibrated as you almost melted into him, "aww, pretty girl. What's wrong?"

“It’s nothing,” you huffed, having to fight back giggles as he picked you up and carried you over the couch, plopping down and sitting you in his lap. You sighed softly as you sat there facing him. He had really become your safe space ever since you’d met him, “really, Ed.”

You put your hands on his face, admiring how pretty he was, only getting better with age. You traced your fingers along his jaw, littered with the day’s stubble before ghosting along his face. His skin was soft and plump - something he attributed to you giving him a five-step skin care routine - with delicate lines around his eyes, nose, and mouth. He claimed he looked like he was an old man, you insisted otherwise. He was handsome, growing even better with the passage of time. You brushed your knuckles along his cheek, but he gently wrapped his fingers around your wrist, bringing your hand to his lips to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles. 

“Pretty girl,” he was singing softly, for your ears only, as he rubbed a hand soothingly up and down your back. Electric chills and shivers ran down your spine as goosebumps welled up all over your skin, “won’t you tell me what’s troubling you? Penny for your thoughts? Let me take away all your troubles and hold them for you.”

You weren’t sure when the tears had welled up, but you felt Eddie gently wipe them away. He leaned in and pressed soft kisses to your cheeks. You nudged your face into his hand and made a small sound that went straight to his heart. It was silent for a few minutes, only the sound of late-night New York traffic interrupting the peace. You’d gotten so used to it over the years that it was almost soothing. 

“There’s nothing wrong per se,” you whispered after a few moments had passed, his chocolate brown eyes searching yours, “I’ve just been having a hard time sleeping lately. And I don’t wanna keep you awake either, so I've been coming out here and reading.”

“And drinking hot chocolate,” he teased, a soft lilt to his voice. You looked at your empty mug and nodded, already feeling better from just having him there with you, “tell me, my queen, how many books have you knocked since you’ve been dealing with these sleepless nights?”

“I don’t wanna…” you couldn’t help the small shriek that escaped your lips as he tickled your side. He was determined to get an answer out of you, and you knew that he’d never take no for an answer, “five! Five! Have mercy, please.”

"Five books?!" He groaned playfully as his head lulled onto the back of the couch, "baby, that's gotta be at least three weeks worth of sleepless nights."

"To be fair, a few of them were short books," you smiled sheepishly as his large, warm hands settled on your hips, "and it hasn't been consecutive nights. So…"

"So…" his mocking was soft and gentle. You could still hear the sigh of concern in his voice nonetheless, "I wish you would have told me instead of dealing with this on your own."

"It's not a big deal, love," you insisted, already knowing full well that Eddie wasn't having it, "I've dealt with much worse back when I was in college."

"So like yesterday?"

"Stop, old man," you stuck your tongue out at him before pressing yourself into him, clinging on like a koala, "you're so busy and doing so much I didn't wanna bother you with something so trivial."

"Nothing about you or that concerns you is trivial," he insisted firmly, a kiss placed to the crown of your head, "got it?"

"Yeah," you loved him. You loved him ridiculous amounts, "I dunno, it's just…life I guess. I can't get my brain to turn off at night."

"I know how that can feel," he'd wrapped his long arms around you, "its rough sometimes. Anything particularly nagging at you?"

"Ugh," yes, was the immediate answer that came to mind. But you couldn't just say that because you knew that it would lead to more questions. Eddie was never one to let things go, especially when it came to those he loved. You swallowed the lump in your throat down, "not really. Just stuff."

"Stuff and things?" He added, chuckling softly when he felt you nod. The man knew there was more to it than that, but he knew it wasn't his place to push. You'd always go to give when you were ready to, "you want to go back to bed and try to get some sleep?"

"Mhmm," you were already getting more tired, lulled and soothed by listening to the steady beating of his heart, along with his soft hands on your skin, "I think so."

"Alright princess," you wrapped your arms and legs as he slowly stood and started heading to the bedroom, "hey - next time you can't sleep, just wake me up, okay?"

"Ed-"

"It wasn't really a question," he grinned when you looked at him with wide, sweet eyes, "its more of a request."

"Okay," you nodded slowly, overwhelmed by the love he always showed you, "love you so much, Eddie."

"I love you too, princess."

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The night after Eddie discovered your little late night rendezvous, you were convinced things would get better. That first night, back in bed and in his arms, you'd been able to find solace in getting a couple hours of sleep.

Despite your best efforts, the bliss didn't last. A few nights later you found yourself unable to fall asleep for hours and then after you'd finally managed to doze off, you weren't able to stay asleep. You'd considered waking Eddie up, just as he'd told you, but he seemed to be dead in his sleep. Despite your best efforts, shaking him and calling his name, he remained asleep.

It was with a heavy sigh and heart that you climbed out of bed and headed into the kitchen. This time, however, as you made your hot chocolate, you decided to take a hot bath to see if that would help. Eddie had just suggested a hot soak with some Epsom salt and bubble bath and you decided that it was better than nothing. 

You tried to be as quiet as possible and by the time you were under the warm water, surrounded by the soft, lavender scented bubbles, your body was finally relaxed. You hoped that would translate to your mind.

You laid there for a while, sipping your hot chocolate and scrolling around on your phone. You'd been so engrossed in what you were doing that you didn't even hear Eddie push open the door and stick his head in.

"Baby."

You almost shrieked in surprise, tossing your phone due to the shock. Luckily Eddie was able to catch it, stepping inside and offering you a sheepish grin; you offered the same look in response. 

"Hey my love," you leaned over the edge of the tub, crossing your arms and resting your head as you looked at him. Eddie sat right down in front of the tub, looking at you with a soft expression, "didn't mean to wake you."

"You didn't," he promised, reaching over and brushing a few wet tendrils of hair out of your face, "needed some water and saw the light on. Couldn't sleep again, huh?"

"And couldn't wake you for the life of me-"

"How hard did you try?"

"Enough…" you hid your face, warmth settling all over face, "but not too much."

"I had a feeling," he tutted at you gently before grabbing your scrunched off his wrist and pulling his curls into a bun on top of his head, "got room for one more?"

"Always," you scooted to the side and watched as he undressed, dark ink all over his skin. You took a moment to admire him as he got into the other side of the tub, watching you intently, "don't look at me like that."

"Like what, pretty girl?" He playfully flicked a few bubbles at you, bringing a big smile to your face, "tell me."

"Like…like I'm the best thing in the world," he always looked at you with starry eyes and a reverence that he held only for you. You swallowed thickly before leaning back, "I'm nothing that special."

"You're so wrong," he shook his head, wondering where you'd ever came up with this ridiculous idea. The realization hit him like a tidal wave - you didn't see yourself nearly the same way as he saw you, "is that…is that what's been bothering you?"

"I…" you couldn't even lie. Especially not to him. The tears welled up almost immediately and you tried to blink them back to no avail, "its something like that."

“Oh my lovely girl,” he let out a long breath, not of exasperation and certainly not at you, trying to compose his thoughts, “why didn’t you say anything? You can tell me anything.”

“How can I tell you that I don’t think I’m good enough for you?” your question came out sharper than intended and you could see that Eddie recoiled slightly. You sighed and wiped away the tears that had liberally run down your cheeks. You felt ridiculous, but it seemed like everything was going to come out now and there was no stopping it, “how am I supposed to tell you that I feel so…inferior and unworthy without you trying to convince me otherwise?”

Eddie was quiet for a few moments, mulling over his words. He hated, loathed entirely, the idea that you ever had a moment of doubt that you were good enough for him. The idea was…so asinine that it was shocking. He was to reach for you, but decided against it, letting the soft popping of the bubbles fill the silence between the two of you. You wished he would say something…almost anything at this point. 

Eventually, to your relief he finally spoke up, “you’re right. You’re not saying that to me and not expect me to say something in return. You should know by now that is definitely not my style.”

“Yeah,” a stiff, bitter little laugh escaped your lips, “I know that. You’re so stubborn sometimes but it’s one of the wonderful things about you.”

“It’s one of the things I like about you too,” he eased the tension a little bit by giving your leg a gentle squeeze, “don’t shut me out, please. Talk to me.”

“Eddie…” he was right, it wouldn’t be fair to him to completely shut him out, “I just…you’re you. And I’m just me. I just feel like…I don’t know what you see in me. You’re….everything and I’m just a dumb girl you met in a bar. I feel like you can do better than me and find someone more worthy of you. Someone on your level.”

Eddie waited for you to finish before sitting up and leaning towards you. He wiggled his fingers and motioned for you to lean closer. You took a moment before mirroring his position, making a small sound of surprise when he gently took your face in his hands. He brushed his thumb over your cheek before pressing his lips to your forehead. 

“May I speak my piece now?” he brushed his lips against yours and you nodded softly. He pulled slightly, his eyes never leaving yours. It always felt like he could see right into your soul, “I love you - I am in love with you. It doesn’t matter where or how we met. It doesn’t matter that it was at a bar - it would have been the same if it had been the bookstore or coffee shop or the park, yeah?”

“I guess…”

“C’mon baby, you can do better than that,” he brought a smile to your face as you huffed and give him a more assertive response, “there’s my girl. I don’t think that you’re inferior or anything of the sort? You’re perfect for me. You’re my everything. It doesn’t matter that we’ve had different pasts and I’m a little older, or anything. What matters is what’s in your soft little heart and that we love each other. And you’ve got the best part and I know you love me and I love you. That’s all that matters.” 

“I do,” you agreed softly, a wistful little sigh escaping your lips, “I love you very much.”

“I’m glad to see that we’re on the same page,” when you looked at him you could see that beaming grin on his face. It was pretty, almost too pretty to be fair, and adored it, “I don’t know how to tell you that you mean the world to me, but I hope I can show it. If I’m not showing you that enough than I’m not doing my job right.”

“Stop,” you snorted in amusement, “you’re such a dork, Eddie Munson.”

“Umm, duh,” he offered you a cheeky little wink, “but I’m your dork.”

“Yeah?” your lips had settled into a pout and Eddie wanted nothing more than to kiss it away.

“Always,” he promised, “what got you feeling this way, huh baby?”

“It’s stupid,” you huffed at yourself, reaching for his hand and playing it with both of yours, “I don’t want you to laugh at me.”

“I’m not going to laugh,” he squeezed your hand, “try me.”

“It was weeks ago now,” you bit the inside of your cheek for a moment, “after one of your shows. I was hanging around the bar waiting for you to get down, ‘member? Well, I heard some people talking, they were just gossiping, but I heard them talking about us. That you were great and amazing and all that but that you dating me was basically a joke. That you didn’t really want to be with me, you just wanted me because I’m easy and young.”

“People really don’t know how to mind their business, do they?” the fact that he was taking this so lightly made you feel minutely better. At least he didn’t seem to think their contentions held any weight, “that’s the dumbest shit I’ve heard in a long time.”

You looked at him with wide eyes, more relaxed than you had been in a long while. He shook his head, a few curls falling loose from his bun and framing his face prettily. You reached over and gently twirled one around your finger. His fingers wrapped around your wrist and he pressed a kiss to your hand. 

“Baby,” he looked at you, a serious look on his face, “I’m a part-time rock musician and a full time music teacher. I’m not as cool and rock’n’roll as people like to think. I’m just…a guy. A very average guy. And our age difference is not that huge. You’ve got your own career starting and going on, and you don’t rely on me for anything. I’m lucky you gave me the time of day, honestly.”

“You’re being too much,” you splashed him, causing him to scoff playfully, “just say you’re in love with me and worship me and leave it at that.”

“I’m in love with you, I adore you, and I happily worship at your altar any time of day or night,” he reached for you, hands on your waist as he pulled closer to him so you were sitting on his legs, “my lovely girl.”

“You don’t think I’m just some hoochie that wants your money and sex and conned you into letting me move into your apartment?” you were sure what his answer would be but you still wanted to hear it at the same time. 

“Nah,” he shook his head, “I know it’s because you love me just like I love you. Whatever you want you can have it. What’s mine is yours, you know that.”

“Same,” you grinned at him, “but just so we’re clear, I do want the sex. The rest doesn’t matter. Only you.”

“There’s my girl,” he gave your sides a gentle squeeze, causing you to squirm with ticklishness, “I’m gonna marry one day.”

“Oh really?” you looped your arms around his neck and pulled him close, “is that so?”

“Mhmm,” he pressed big kisses to your cheeks, causing you to giggle, “right when you least expect it. But it’s gonna happen.”

“You continue to surprise me,” you nudged his nose with yours before kissing him softly, “I love you so much, Eddie. Thank you for…this.”

“There’s nothing to thank me for,” he insisted softly, “I just hope that this eases any worries you had. And that now you can actually get some sleep instead of worrying.”

“Me too,” you hugged him tightly, pressing your chest against his, “do you think we can go to bed now?”

“Of course,” he kissed the side of your head, “we can sleep in. But now, you can rest easy. I love you, baby.”

“I love you too, Eddie.”

#eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson x fem!reader #eddie munson x you #eddie munson one shot #eddie munson imagine #older!eddie #joseph quinn #st

[bubbles-for-all-of-us]

Send out an army to find you

request: can i please request a lorcan x reader where maeve kidnaps reader who is pregnant. She wants lorcans child because he left her service snd she wants someone sith his powers so she tries to keep reader until she gives birth but she is saved by him.

warnings: blood, implications of death, capture, pregnancy. The good stuff.

In other words your girl got carried away....

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Lorcan felt as if the ground had cracked beneath his feet. He fell as if he was freefalling as if he knew that the only fate that awaited him was painful death. He sensed the panic through the bond while he and the rest of the cadre had been training in the woods. The sheer amount of it had made Lorcan's knees buckle. And then he ran. He ran like he had never run before. Body moving on its own, fully trusting his instincts. He didn't care that the house might be crawling with whatever creatures had managed to get inside. The sight of the door barely hanging on its hinges was enough to make bile rise in his throat, yet he strode inside.

"Y/N", he called, going from room to room. There was broken glass everywhere, the chairs in the dining room were broken to pieces, and the utensil drawer was open. All Lorcan could smell was panic. Pain. Fear. His heart was beating so fast, he could feel it all over his body. "Y/N", he shrieked once more. He smelled you still. And that could mean two things: either he was just a heartbeat too late, or you were still here. He prayed for the second. But when Lorcan darted upstairs to see handprints of blood all over the nursery, everything around him froze for a second. The worst fears dance freely in his mind. He didn't even realize when he had started roaring. Or when all of the darkness possessed by him manifested. Drowning out all the light, making all the greenery wilt.

Lorcan felt firm hands holding onto him, trying to pick up the mess. "Let go of me", the male roared. But that wish wasn't granted to him as other sets of hands gripped his face. "I'm going to kill...", Lorcan stated. "Who will you kill? Who, Lorcan?", it was Gavriel who stood right in front of him. Paler than before. Worry laced his features as well. "You need to think", Fenrys added from the side of him, making Lorcan grit his teeth as he spat, "I'm thinking! She's gone, she's...and the baby, that's...", Lorcan felt another wave of panic rush through him. Fear when he realized that he couldn't hold onto the bond that connected you both.

"Breathe", it was Rowan, whose cold wind twirled around Lorcan now, the male trashed in the grip of his friends. "No, you don't...", Lorcan's voice broke. "Breath, Lorcan", Rowan said softly again. Lorcan knew that Rowan, of all the males, knew how painful this felt. He had lost his pregnant partner. They had all watched him fight the demons that clouded his will to live after that. Lorcan sank to his knees, ripping at his chest in hopes of feeling at least any sense of warmth from your side.

The cadre had never seen Lorcan like this. Sure, you had cracked the deepest parts of the male. You had made his presence a lot more bearable. Maker, he smiled even. Smiled from his heart during the family dinner. His prickly side was pushed aside almost fully. Saved only for scaring people away and inflicting panic on the enemy. You were his everything, and to miss that would have been impossible. Rowan clasped Lorcan's shoulders. Yet no one dared to say a single word about what this could truly mean.

You slowly drifted back to consciousness. Frowning slightly once the unfamiliar surroundings began to emerge. Your hand immediately went to your bump as you looked around the stone cell. The sound of the metal shackles made you look down; your hands and ankles were chained. You instantly tried to pull on your mating bond. To call for Lorcan... But a pained cry left your mouth as you found it lifeless. No, you thought to yourself, they wouldn't have managed to kill Lorcan.

"Oh, how lovely to see you awake", the voice dripped venom, and your wild eyes looked at the queen you hoped you'd never have to see again. "What did you do?", You moved to sit up slowly. "I just wanted to see you. You have someone I want", the way she whispered made your body shiver. "What did you do to Lorcan, Maeve", you hissed, hands wrapped around your bump. The motherly instinct was on high alert. The queen smirked, "He used to be my best. You do know what an attentive lover in bed Lorcan was to me". You shook your head. You knew how she treated them all. How she played with them. She twisted her powers to make puppets out of them. Lorcan had never loved her. He had never cared for her.

"It was so hard for me to do this to him", Maeve purred. The panic swirled within you. She wouldn't; you told yourself, she wouldn't have. "I'll make sure the wound of losing him will heal", her voice pierced right through you. "No," you breathed out, "He's not dead. You're lying, bitch". The sympathetic look on her face made you sick. "No, what did you do? What did you do?", you launched forward, chains ringing as you pulled at them. "Now, now... You can't be doing all that. You're pregnant", the queen stepped forward. Her cold hand moved to touch the round swell forming. You tried to move your hands so you could claw at her face, but her magic kept you at bay. "The babe growing within you is like no other, dear", she said, slowly sweeping your tangled hair away from your face. Silent tears that rolled down your cheeks were the only indication of your real emotions that bubbled within. "I'll raise a one-of-a-kind worrier out of that, babe", her nails dug into your face, "You took Lorcan away from me; now your debts will be paid." You tried to scream, but she seized your consciousness, sending you into the dark, oblivious.

Every moment that passed was a moment too long for Lorcan. A heartbeat was wasted. He still didn't know if you were alive. He hoped for it. You had to. Rowan had explained the power that Maeve had when it came to twisting bonds between mates. Maeve. To think that his beautiful, sweet, pregnant wife was in the hands of that sadist. Lorcan knew that you could stand your ground, but he knew that Maeve would not hold back.

He let Gavriel and Rowan plot the plan. His brain was everywhere at the moment. Lorcan clutched the baby blanket you had knitted in his hand. He had been holding onto it for the past two weeks. Only managing to slip into restless sleep if the scent of you was close. "Do you agree, Lorcan?", Gavriel's voice made Lorcan stiffen. But the lion knew that he wasn't listening. "Let us handle Maeve. I know that you want to kill her", Gavriel's voice was calm, but Lorcan let out a bitter laugh, "Want? Want doesn't even come close to it". The lion nodded. "I know, we know, but it's best if you find Y/N in the castle and get the hell away from it". As sweet as revenge tasted, Lorcan knew that this plan was the only one. Because even he didn't trust himself to not get carried away.

You had no way to tell how many days had passed. You had tried to refuse all food and water, but your baby needed it. And as much as you had no will to carry on, the little kicks and squirms within you were the only things making you feel anything other than the void that painted your chest black. You were curled into a ball at the furthest corner of the cell. Holding onto your bump as you hummed slightly.

You hoped the rest of the family would come looking for you. You hoped that this void was just one of many twisted things that Maeve loved. But at this moment, you knew that it was only you. Only you could protect your unborn child from that sadist. She had told you all about it. How the baby would be hers. How she would take it under her wing and raise it as if it was her baby. You gritted your teeth.

The cell door cracked open. You stilled, gripping the metal plate you had filed against the stones, turning it into a somewhat makeshift weapon. You doubted it would be enough to kill her. But you were prepared to try anything by now. You counted the steps, bracing yourself for the blow.

Your hit, however, was met by a strong grip. You were ready to swing one more time as the warmth flooded your heart. "Y/N", you had never loved the sound of your name more than now. Your eyes met the familiar dark orbs. A breath hitched in your throat. Lorcan was standing right in front of you. Your mate was standing right in front of you. You couldn't help but let out a cry.

Lorcan's strong arms wrapped around you instantly. He wasn't expecting to find you here. He was about to turn around when his ears caught on to that familiar heartbeat. Your baby's heartbeat. Steady and strong. And so he leaped down the stairs into the dungeon. Only to find you in this damp, forgotten place.

"Look at me, does anything hurt?", his voice was sharp and calculated. Lorcan looked over your face at the scab on your cheek, yet you shook your head. "She told me...", you muttered. "Listen to me. Is the baby okay? You're feeling okay?", he was close to shaking; you had been dead in his mind for weeks now. He had mentally prepared to find your lifeless body. "Lorcan...", you choked out, sinking into his arms.

"I've got you, dove. I'll take you home. I will never let anyone take you or our baby away from me", he wasn't sure at this point if he was saying this to soothe you or himself more. You barely nodded as Lorcan leaned to scoop you up into his arms. You heard him mutter something else, something about staying awake, but your body was too tired. Your mind was too fried from all the lies that Maeve had told you. So you let yourself drift away.

The crackling sound of the fire woke you up. The room was dim, but in a comfortable way. It was warm, and it smelled of freshly made food. You blinked a couple of times. Your gaze followed the pressure on your thigh. A messy set of black hair met you. Lorcan was holding your hand, his head resting on your thigh as he slept, his free palm resting on your round stomach. You doubted the position was comfortable, and his shoulders, without doubt, would kill him once he woke up.

You reached down to brush his hair away from his face. You smothered the lively bond in your chest. Soaking in the warmth of it. "You have no idea how nice it is to feel you through the bond", Lorcan's voice was groggy, his eyes still closed. You gave him a sad smile, "I'm afraid I do... She told me that she killed you", you muttered. Lorcan rose slowly. His face looked grim. There was a sign of anger still there.

"I'm going to take my time when I...", Lorcan growled but you quickly clasped his hand, "Lorcan... promise me you won't go after her alone", you pleaded. You could tell that he wanted to argue back but his shoulders slumped as he let out a sigh. "How are feeling? The healer looked you over but... You can...", he broke out into yet another rant, and you reached out to him, cupping his cheek, "I'm okay, we're okay. Happy to have daddy back with us", you muttered, feeling your eyes filling up with tears.

Lorcan leaned into your touch before he clasped your hand in his, kissing it a couple of times. "I would raise armies for you and fight gods if I had to", he said, and you knew he meant all of it as he leaned closer, pressing his forehead against yours. "And I will always find you, both of you. I'll look till my very last breath", Lorcan's voice was barely a whisper as tears rolled down his cheeks. "I know, my love, I'd fight for our family with bare hands if I had to", you muttered, leaning into your mate so you could kiss him lovingly.

#lorcan imagine #lorcan x reader #lorcan x you #lorcan tog imagine #lorcan tog x reader #lorcan salvaterre imagine #lorcan salvaterre x reader #lorcan salvaterre #tog imagine #tog x you #tog x reader #the cadre imagine #the cadre x reader #rowan whitethorn #fenrys moonbeam #gavriel

[bluegalaxygirl]

Trouble Makers P3 (Zolu X reader)

Zoro x Luffy x Reader. Reader is GN and a gunslinger of the crew. polly relationship, established relationship.

Plot: The new island you docked on seems peaceful until a strange rumble catches you all off guard. The secrets of the island will be relived as you try to make your way back to the surface while the boys raise a little hell.

Warning: Bad language, Violence, Blood, injury, near death, making out, fluff.

Part 1 Part 2

Hoisting Em, the little girl up and under your arm you ran out the door. "we need to get to the exit, tell me where to go" You tell her, you don't want her to see the thing your about to do but you need to know the way out. People are running all over the place some noticing you and the men on the ground "INTRU..." is all one got out before you shot him. The girl under your arms covered her eyes with one hand and the other holding onto to your arm scared of being dropped. you made your way through the hallways as she yelled out directions, shooting anyone that got in your way or might be able to hurt you or Em. You made it to the large stairs only to hear Zoro's voice "LUFFY". Your heart beat speeds up running up the stairs as fast as you could, making it up the long stair case in seconds. Reaching the top you saw a large man, his back to you, Zoro being hit into the air by rocks and Luffy snicking into a wall. You held your gun out taking aim and firing, the bullets flew past the man and into the wall that was swallowing Luffy. it took seven maybe eight to crack the rocks around your captains arms giving him enough leverage to pull himself out. The large man turned to you flicking his hand and raising the ground bellow you. Em screamed in your arms but you managed to jump out of the way. the man flicked his hand again a wall of rocks rounding over you threatening to crush you when it was broken.

Zoro cut threw it like it was butter this time missing the rocks that flew at him landing in front of you. Luffy joined standing next to Zoro "Finally found you" Your captain grinned at you happy you were alive and looked unharmed but a bit dirty. Zoro stood up straight not taking his eyes off the man who seemed to be almost throwing a tantrum. "Fight's not over. You Ok to join in?" Zoro smiled pointing his question at you. "Of cause" you smiled at the two placing the little girl down and reloading your gun. "Im guessing this is Lilitu then" you asked looking at what you could only describe as a large man baby in fancy cloths. Em nods "Your really going to fight him?" she asks unsure of how this will go but You pat her head "I never break a promise" the little girl looks up at you then at the two boys, Luffy nods his head with a large smile, Zoro turns his head slightly and nods. "Now go and hide somewhere surrounded by metal" you tell the girl who runs off leaving the three of you togeather. "Lets cause some trouble" Luffy punches his fists togeather before running at the man followed by you and Zoro.

You were so happy to be back with them and they were happy you were back. Luffy was mainly focused on the battle in front of him, no longer focused on getting past the guy to you. Zoro made sure to keep his senses on you. he knew something was wrong but the fight didn't give him time to ask. he mentally kicked himself for not noticing earlier. The three of you punched, cut and shot your way threw any rock the man threw at you, some others come to his aid but Zoro was quick to shut that down. It was only when the man was backed into a corner that his eyes focused on you, a small smile formed on his face as he caused the ground to shake digging his hands into the ground, it felt the same as before, you looked around hoping the ground wouldn't open under you again only for a very large and chubby hand to wrap around your throat. The shaking stopped, you now face to face with the man child, you had no idea how he got in front of you so fast but you had no time to think you had to take action. You pointed your gun at him only for his other hand to grip your arm and squeeze, it hurt so bad feeling your bones close to braking, you let out a grunt of pain losing control of your arm and dropping your gun. "Let them go now" Zoro yelled threw his gritted teeth sword still in his mouth. Lilitu turning to face the two men still holding you up in his grasp "You two are going to pay for this. Everything was great until you got here and all for what. this thing?" he yell. The rage in their eyes returned, how dare this man not only call you a thing but he was hurting you too. "I said let go, before i cut your arms off" Zoro spat threw gritted teeth his hands tightening around his swards.

His grip tightened around you causing you to wince in pain. Lilitu the man child laughed, it booming across the room "You seem to forget who holds all the power. So small, so fragile" he looks down at you, you forget and that was your mistake, the rock in you back, the only thing stopping you form bleeding out. Your eyes widen in realization that he could tell it was there "Let me help you with that" letting go of your arm he twisted his hand, the rock in your back starting to move further into your back while also twisting. A scream like no other left you, blood soaking your back and overalls. "Y/N" Luffy screamed running forward you with Zoro. The man had no idea what he was in for. Luffy flew his arm back hardening it again and slamming it forwards "GUM- GUM PISTOL" it hit the man in his big stomach causing eminence pain and blood to pool out of his mouth. his grip didn't loosen though and before he was sent flying Zoro swings two swords and brought them down cutting the arm off "Nigiri Toro Samon" a burst of wind helping to make the man fly back and hit the wall of the cave.

Just before hitting the ground strong arms catch you pulling you close to their chest. Zoro was the one to grab you holding you with one hand. Both boys panting looking at the massive man now slumped against the wall. he didn't get back up and didn't seem awake. Both boys relaxed and focused on you, Zoro putting his swords away to hold you with both arms. Luffy walks over and kneeing down next to you "Y/n?" he asks placing a hand on your cheek. your weak and eyes heavy but you look up at him with a smile "Thank you, captain" you whisper making him sigh in relief, for a second he thought you were dead. You were lifted off the ground by Zoro cradling you in his arms blood still pooling out your back. "Shit, we need to get you back to the ship." The swords man looks down at you a worried look on his face starting to run with Luffy only to be stopped by the little girl "Wait." she yells holding a large box in her hand lifting it up "we need to place pressure in the wound, they wont make it to the docks" she tells them, Luffy nodded patting Zoro's arm telling him its ok to put you down. Zoro sits you up as Em takes out the medical stuff putting padding on your back, it hurt, hearing you hissing threw you teeth Luffy took your hand "Your gonna be ok" he tells you a worried look on his face. You try to respond but your body goes lip passing out, your head falling back catching Em's attention. "Y/N." Both boys yell. "No no no. do something" Luffy panics shaking you a little trying to wake you up. "Don't die, don't die on me." he yells tears forming on his face. Zoro's grip tightens watching your almost lifeless body in his arms, he grits his teeth harder trying to stop tears from falling. "Wake up" he manages to get out.

"SOME ONE PLEASE..... HELP THEM" Em Yelled at the top of her lungs the two boys turning to look at her. Tears streaming down her face and fists against her waist "THEY SAVED US..... WE'RE FREEEEEE. NOW HELP THEM...... DON'T LET Y/N DIE" Her voice breaking as her words echo threw the cave a sobbing mess after all the yelling. People watch on but one woman ran over grabbing stuff form the medical kit and pressing it against your back and yelling out order to others around her, telling them what to get and what she needs. Those people run off as the woman's fingers press against your neck feeling for a pulse. it felt like an eternity fro Zoro and Luffy watching you closely but it fact it was only a few second the woman sighing in relief "Their alive but we dont have a proper doctor. not one that can fix this up" she states looking at the two boys "We have a doctor on the ship" Zoro blurts out not taking his eyes off you. Luffy cried into your shoulder, you were alive he kept telling himself. The woman helped stop the bleeding before escorting you three to the sunny.

--------- Hours later

Your head pounded as your eyes open, light filled your vision and the sound the sea hit your ears along with a snoring sound. you turned you head slightly to see Zoro's head next to yours, sitting in a chair leaned over on the medical bed lightly snoring away, you were back on the sunny in choppers office a cool breeze hitting your face. you turned your head to face the wall a blanket layed crumpled up next to you as if some one has been using it and the port hole was open letting the sea air in. The cold air made you shiver so you gathered the strength to sit up, a sharp pain ran threw your back letting out a little yelp you tried to keep in. Zoro shot awake taking your shoulders and having you lay back down "Hay. you shouldn't get up" he tells you a worried look spread across his face. his hand slides up to your cheeks rubbing it with this thumb "You scared me" he didn't know what else to say, he thought you would die on him. His worst fear was losing you or Luffy. Placing a hand onto his you smile up at him "I'm so sorry. i didn't mean too but im fine. i just moved too fast" your voice only came out in a whisper form it being dry. Zoro looked to what you were reaching for when you woke up and realized you must be cold. "Chopper said to leave it open. Something about fresh air replacing cave air or some shit" Zoro grabs the crumpled up blanket and lays it over you giving you a quick kiss on the forehead. You reach up and grab his kimono stopping him form pulling away "You missed" The smile that formed of his face form your words made you smile more. leaning down with both hands on either side of you he kisses your lips. it was light, he didn't want to hurt you, you were already hurt enough but you wanted more. Tightening your grip on his clothing you pulled him down closer, he was stronger than you though slightly pulling away from you, your lips almost touching but not quite. "I dont want to hurt you" he states his censors only for you to shake your head "You won't.... please, i need this" The swords man gives in leaning in and kissing you again, you parting your lips slightly to let his tongue in it roamed your mouth your tongue meeting his and almost fighting for control but in a flirtatious way. Zoro groaned into your mouth as you slid your arm form his shoulder to the back of his head gripping his green hair a little.

Luffy kicked open the his arms full of food to the point where he couldn't see, mainly meat but there was a big mug of beer and some cakes, how he managed to carry all of that is mystery. He places the food down on the table in the room now being able to see what was going on, you and Zoro making out on the bed "Yay your finally awake. Zoro was so worried about you he even cried" at this zoro pulled away looking over at luffy "I didn't cry, you did" Luffy just laughed and nodded "Yea i did and you did too" Luffy was always so open about his feeling towards you two but it made you sad that you had caused them both pain. Zoro noticed the change in mood and leaned down to kiss you again only keeping it quick before helping you sit up. Luffy walked over and places a kiss on your cheek then one on Zoro's. "You two were amazing out there, Zoro cutting that guys arm off and Y/N shooting me free from those rocks. I love you both so much" he brings the two of you in for a hug, leaning into you as to not move you too much. You hugged them both back "Im sorry for all of this." you whispers Luffy giving you a confused look "Sorry?? theres no need to be sorry. you did great. you even saved Em and all those people" you looked at them a little confused you didn't remember telling them the girls name. "She told us everything" Zoro answered your unspoken question only for Luffy to pull away and butt in "Yea she went on a lot but i wasn't really listening. Oh but she did say she was Snakes daughter, that was pretty cool"

Luffy made sure you three ate and drink, he'd take a bite of meat and then offer the rest to you but you declined. With the food and Luffy's constant praises you felt much better even managing to move without help. Of cause Zoro was making sure you didn't move too much, he was worried you would start bleeding again. Luffy would move from sitting on the bed to sitting in Zoro's lap and then back on the bed only to sit behind you and hold you close to his chest, resting his head on your shoulder, kissing your neck from time to time. Its nice but after everything you wanted something else from him. "You want something? you can ask me" As if he read your mind Luffy asked. you turned to face him and kisses his lips, without speaking a word he knew what you wanted, he kissed you slowly running his hand up your arm, over your shoulder and to you neck, rubbing his thumb on the center of your throat. It was a much different feeling to having that big guy grab your neck, it was soothing. He pulled away with a smile keeping his hand around your neck "More" you practically begged and he provided placing his lips back on your and slipping his tongue into your mouth. He ran his tongue over yours before running around your mouth. Zoro couldn't help but watch, you two were so amazing in his eyes, he felt a hand on his looking down to see luffy stretched arm grab his hand and start pulling him closer, the swords man couldn't help but smile and put his drink down, happily being brought over to sit with you two on the bed. As he sat you and Luffy pulled apart a small string of saliva in between you. Luffy turned his attention to Zoro kissing him on the lips and moving his hand from you neck to your cheek rubbing his thumb across your soft skin. Zoro's hand went behind his captain pulling him closer deepening the kiss, Zoro shoving his tongue into Luffy's mouth then both fighting for control with their tongues.

They didn't brake apart when the door opened little Em and Chopper walking in. Em ignored the scean before her and ran right up to you holding your gun out in front of her "I kept this safe for you" the smile on your face grew bigger taking the gun off her hand and giving it a look over "Thank you so much sweetie" It was only then that Em noticed Zoro and Luffy her cheeks going bright red, Chopper walked over and signed "Look away, this happens all the time" the ships doctor looked at you seeing you sitting up and that you had eaten. "im glad your feeling better" you nod and place a hand over Luffy's thats still on your cheek "Much better. Thank you chopper" Chopper left you four heading to his desk. Em looked at the two men than at you and then chopper confusion on her face. The girl shouldn't have said anything but she did, curiosity getting the better of her "If those two are kissing then why is his hand on you cheek?" Zoro and Luffy pulled away breathless but still managing to talk "Because we love them" they said in unison, this only made the young girl even more confused "we all love each other equity." you say patting the girl on the head "i dont really get it but you seem happy" Em looks up at you still a little confused "They make me very happy" you answer, Luffy leaning over replacing his hand with his lips "You make us very happy too" Zoro smiles form where he's holding Luffy's hips. Em smiles letting out a giggle still red from embarrassment but understanding it a lot more now.

For the third time in one day the door to the medical room was opened a pissed off Nami in the door way. You, Luffy and Zoro all sat up straight fearing from your lives "This was supposed to be a normal trip and you three go ahead and cause trouble almost getting yourself killed" she yelled pointing her finger at the three of you. you all look down in shame feeling like young children being scolded by their mother. "Sorry" the three of you say in unison making the navigator sigh and grab the bridge of her nose. "You three have a lot of making up to do, to me and Chopper for helping save your asses and causing us all this stress." the three of you nod still keep your eyes fixed on the ground. Nami sighs one lest time before leaving the room "Trouble makers"

#one piece #zoro x reader #polly relationship #roronoa zoro #one piece imagine #zoro x luffy x reader #luffy x reader #zoro x luffy #monkey d. luffy #zolu x reader #zolu

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Wishing On a Star That's Just a Satellite

Ahhh ok, I haven't written anything in years, but I have recently become obsessed with BES and felt like I needed to write about Mizu so here is my probably trash attempt. Also based on the line from the song Satellite by All time Low

Modern! Mizu x Fem! Reader

y/n loved Mizu.  She loved the way her eyebrows furrowed when she was. Loved her Mizu’s commitment to any task she undertook, never able to do anything halfway. y/n loved her dry wit and ability to think of a comeback to any jab. She loved her loyalty. Loved the way she protected her friends. She loved her strength and her ability to make a stand when necessary. She loved her eyes and the way they almost seemed to shine. She loved her with every part of her soul, but more and more she realized that might not be enough.

The two had met in their first year of college, while stuck in a first-year orientation class. y/n noticed Mizu as soon as she walked into the lecture, silently hoping the girl would sit somewhere close by. By some stroke of luck, Mizu took the seat diagonally behind y/n. While bummed she wouldn’t be able to see her, y/n sent up thanks when the proximity allowed them to be put in a group together for the semester-long project. It was that very group that would become y/n’s closest friends in college. Though giving only a mediocre presentation for the final Akemi, Ringo, Taigen, Mizu, and y/n left the class tightly bonded. The group did everything together, study dates in the library, movie nights rotating between apartments, and crashing frat parties whenever they got the chance. Those nights were particularly fun with Mizu and Taigen always finding ways to show off against the brothers until the group was eventually kicked out. 

It was through these collected interactions that y/n got to know the girl who had caught her eye back on the very first day. The more she learned the harder she fell. She listened intently any time Mizu talked about her past, living with an adoptive father growing up in his auto repair shop. It was clear from the way she talked that her past had shaped the woman she was today, and y/n wanted nothing more than to know all of the little details, to understand the girl who made her heart beat so fast. When all of the friends were around y/n could mostly keep her nerves and feelings under control, but anytime the two of them were only she suddenly lost her ability to keep up a conversation, responding too quickly and never knowing what to say next.

It was silly for y/n to think none of their other friends would notice, and before too long Akemi cornered her with questions. Unable to deny it, y/n revealed the strong crush that had been growing for months. Thankfully Akemi promised not to tell right away but encouraged y/n to express her feelings. Too shy and afraid of the consequences not only for herself but also for the friend group y/n decided she had no choice but to get over Mizu. She pushed away thoughts of the girl throwing herself into her studies. She stopped showing up to friend group events in an attempt to clear her mind. 

That was until one night, out with another group of friends and admittedly a little too drunk, y/n ran into Mizu, literally. y/n was walking off the dance floor stumbling to refill her cup when suddenly she found herself caught in the toned arms of the girl she tried so hard to forget. y/n looked up, breath hitching and her eyes made contact with the ice-blue ones. “y/n” Mizu stated bluntly looking at the girl in her arms, “It's been a while.” y/n’s mind raced attempting to come up with an excuse for her absence, but instead decided to ignore the comment. “I’m so sorry I didn't mean to run into you, I was just headed that way.” y/n said pointing in a random direction and attempting to slip out of Mizu’s grasp and get away as quickly as possible. She started walking only to find herself being pulled back gently by the wrist, y/n turned back cautiously curious. Mizu cleared her throat, “they all really miss you.” She stated, taking a step toward y/n. Feeling braver than she ever had, y/n stepped in as well. “What about you, do you miss me?” Mizu’s eyebrows furrowed surprised at y/n’s words. “Of course I miss you, we’re friends.” y/n felt the word ‘friends’ cut through her heart like a knife. Unable to control herself y/n responded, “Yeah friends why can’t it ever be more than friends?” y/n felt the tears roll down her cheeks, and leaned her head against Mizu’s shoulder. Shocked by y/n words Mizu took a second trying to understand what had just happened. Before too long she gently grabbed y/n’s chin tilting it up to look at the girl’s face. y/n looked at her, embarrassment for the words she had just said filling her stomach, she began to apologize but was cut off by the feeling of Mizu’s lips of hers. y/n relaxed immediately into the kiss stepping in closer and wrapping her arms around Mizu’s neck. 

In the following weeks two would meet constantly attempting to figure out what everything meant, and where they stood with each other. After years of pining y/n couldn’t believe that Mizu was finally hers. y/n made her way back into the friend group apologizing for her behavior, and the group celebrated when the two announced their relationship. Everyone was warm and supportive caring so much about their two friends and loving the joy they brought one another. On their first official date, Mizu planned a picnic to watch the sunset at a local land preserve and the couple found themselves laying out for hours discussing any and everything. The night began to grow dark and the star shone brightly. Seeing a flash of light y/n gasped point up at the heavens. “Did you see that, I think that was a shooting star!.” Mizu grabbed her hand humming in response, smiling at the excitement on y/n’s face. “Ok so now we both have to make a wish!” y/n said closing her eyes tightly knowing exactly what she would ask for. She opened one eye peeking over at Mizu to see if she was making her own wish. Seeing her eyes y/n waited until they opened, and asked the question everyone knows can never be answered. “So what did you wish for?”, Mizu just shook her head a light smile on her lips. “You know I can’t tell you that. If I do it won’t come true, and I want this one to come true.” y/n pouted curious about what the wish might be, but all was resolved when Mizu rolled toward her and kissed the pout off of her lips. 

Their relationship would continue to grow and that is how y/n would come to find what she hated about Mizu. Mizu was insecure with a tendency to push everyone away. Her past relationships had ruined her ability to trust or rely on anyone other than herself She much favored dealing with things on her own. Any problem was immediately bottled up, or solved with force. When trying to address concerns between them Mizu often got defensive, fighting back against any attempt by y/n to work on things Arguments led to silence and avoidance. In one fight it took two weeks for y/n to get more than a passing comment out of Mizu, which hurt. y/n did everything in her power to be available for the other girl but found that Mizu still kept up high walls. It hurts to give your all to someone and be blocked out in return. It hurt to be in the corner of someone who tried their best to kick you out. y/n found herself countless times crying to Akemi about the pain of loving someone who refused to let you in when it really mattered. Sitting on the corner of the bed, the girl she loved curled up sleeping, y/n knew what had to be done. She knew that until Mizu had worked on herself, the two of them would never work. She cried silently as she wrote a goodbye note. She folded the note, standing to place it on the nightstand, before leaning down and placing a light kiss on Mizu’s temple. She grabbed the bag she had packed earlier and walked out, knowing that her wish from all those months ago could not be fulfilled now, but hoping one day they might be brought back together. Hoping that it really was a shooting star and not just a satellite.

#mizu blue eye samurai #mizu x reader #blue eye samurai #first fic in years #i hope this is ok #also haven't proofread it

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Note: requested by anon! thank you so much!!

Warnings: none??

pairing: Modern!Sihtric x you (f)

summary: You are madly in love with Sihtric, your CEO, but he's blind to the qualities of his assistant, until you had enough of his behaviour.

wordcount: 1,6k

Masterlist

'You're such a jerk!'

'Yes,' you ran after him in your heels.

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'Did you make the call to London?' Sihtric asked, walking fast, adjusting his cufflinks.

'Set an appointment with Alfred?'

'That too.'

'Did you send Aethelwold the memo that he's fired?'

'Yep, all done, boss.'

Sihtric abruptly stopped walking, fixing his tie in the reflection of the glass door of his office, and you almost bumped into him.

'Did you send that woman flowers?' Sihtric asked, his mismatched eyes focused on his own reflection.

'Yes,' you sighed.

'And the s-'

'Yes, and the sorry note.'

'Thanks. You're such a doll,' Sihtric winked, 'what would I do without you?' he smiled and kissed your cheek.

'Oh, I- I don't know,' you chuckled, 'dump your dates without my help perhaps?'

Sihtric laughed and walked away, into his office, and you went back to your desk, across from his office. Sihtric had been your boss for a few years now, and you were madly in love with him ever since he hired you. At first you thought he was into you, but it turned out he was just a flirt... with everyone. He treated you well, always respectful, but you were just his assistant, and nothing more. And you were also his way of telling his one night stands that a serious relationship would not work out. But you knew Sihtric was actually desperate to find someone for life. And if he only knew you were that person for him… but no. He was blind, and a fool. And later that day, when your shift was over, you saw another random lady walk into his office, who was clearly not there for business, and Sihtric closed the blinds just before the elevator doors closed in front of you, and you were heartbroken, once again.

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A few weeks later Sihtric skipped over to your desk with a grin.

'Someone's happy,' you smiled.

'Maaaybe,' Sihtric teased, 'hey, did you cut your hair?'

'W-what? Oh, eh, yeah… two weeks ago,' you blushed.

'Looks nice,' Sihtric smiled, 'your boyfriend's a lucky guy, huh?

'What? I don't have a-'

'Hey, can you do something for me?' Sihtric didn't hear you, as he only ever heard himself.

'Eh, s-sure, what is it, boss?' 

You'd do anything for him really…

'Can you make a reservation for two, for tonight, at that fancy new restaurant? I might get lucky tonight,' he winked.

… even making reservations for the man of your dreams and some girl who he'd undoubtedly bang in his office later that night.

'Oh,' you smiled weakly, 'y-yeah, sure…'

'Thank you, sweetheart.'

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You weren't sure what had gotten into your boss lately, but he seemed to date more frequently than before. And every week you watched a new girl pull him into his office by his tie, just before you went home. And every week you had to send them roses on his behalf, saying it was not them, it was him. Or whatever. And you became sick of it. Because in between his dates and one night stands, he'd always lunch with you, forcing you to listen to his complaints about not finding the right woman.

'I want someone smart, you know?' Sihtric said, stuffing his mouth while he spoke, 'like you, you're smart. I want someone smarter than me.'

'That shouldn't be that hard,' you mumbled.

Sihtric frowned and laughed.

'You're funny, did I ever tell you that?' he smiled, 'and I want that too! Someone who makes me laugh.'

You sighed, picking at your food.

'Someone who never judges me… fully accepts me,' he sighed, 'standard shit, you know what am I saying? Of course you know, you got all that. Your boyfriend's really lucky,' Sihtric smiled and got up.

'I don't have a bo-'

'Anyway,' Sihtric yawned and stretched, 'gotta head back to work. Oh, before I forget, can you do me a favour?'

'I guess…'

'Great, I'll show you upstairs.'

You watched Sihtric walk back inside the building and you followed him soon after. Upstairs, Sihtric came running to you with one of his white work blouses.

'Sooo, the favour,' he leaned in and whispered, 'how do I get lipstick stains out of this?' He showed you the stains, 'I told her not to-'

You suddenly snapped and got up, 'I fucking quit!' you yelled in his face.

You grabbed your handbag and stormed off. And Sihtric was absolutely baffled.

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Two months had passed since your abrupt departure, and you heard from some ex colleagues that Sihtric was a whole mess ever since you left.

'He doesn't know what to do.'

'He cleared his whole schedule, he can't think straight anymore.'

'I saw him cry while he was eating hot wings the other day, poor bastard, he still sits at the table you always had lunch at together, staring at the empty seat.'

'I heard he hasn't been on any dates anymore, I bet he's too weak to dump girls without your help.'

'I swear, he was wearing the exact same clothes for three days, and his hair was a mess! I'm convinced he slept in his office.'

'He looks really lonely, I'm telling you, he needs you back... at work.'

But you didn't want to just be his employee. You couldn't go back to that, it was too painful. You were so in love with him, the only way to get over him was to completely forget about him, never seeing him again. And you were thinking of moving cities, starting fresh, and your ex colleagues obviously told Sihtric, as he asked about you every day.

'Will her boyfriend move with her?' Sihtric asked, gloomy.

'What? What boyfriend?' your ex colleague frowned at your ex boss, 'she's been single as long as we've known her here at work.'

'What?!'

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Sihtric: hey

Sihtric: it's me

Sihtric: Sihtric, I mean. 

Sihtric: It's Sihtric.

Sihtric: your boss

Sihtric: … ex boss

You: I know. I have your number saved...

Sihtric: really?????

You: ……………….. Yes.

You: why are you texting me? It's late….

Sihtric: are you home?

You: what?

Sihtric: are you home right now?

You: why?

Sihtric: because I'm at your door…

'What are you doing here?!' you gasped, seeing Sihtric on your doorstep, and you quickly tied your robe. 

He looked rough, but still handsome you thought. His hair was a mess, he looked tired, his white blouse was half unbuttoned and his tie hung around loose around his neck, and he was holding a bouquet of white flowers in one hand and a box of chocolates in his other.

'Hey,' he smiled weakly, 'y-you look beautiful.'

'T-thanks,' you couldn't help but smile, 'you're looking a little… rough.'

'Yeah,' he chuckled, 'sorry.' 

'Still handsome,' you said softly.

'Y-you think so?' Sihtric frowned, 'I- I mean… thanks,' he blushed, 'eh, oh, I got you flowers, and some chocolates.'

'Oh, thanks,' you smiled shyly as he handed you his presents, 'd-do you want to come in?'

'I, eh, I'd love to.'

You offered him a drink and you sat down on your couch.

'Why are you here?' you asked again.

'I… heard you're moving?'

'Well, I am considering it… no actual plans made yet.'

'Oh…'

'Yeah…'

'I also heard you don't have a boyfriend.'

'Sihtric,' you sighed, 'I've been single, way before you hired me. I told you multiple times but you just never listened.'

Sihtric stared at you.

'R-really?'

'Yeah, you never listen, Sihtric. Always busy with just yourself or whoever you're seeing that night.'

'I'm sorry… I never realised how much you mean to me, how much you do for me.'

'You had to dump your date one time without my help before you realised how much I did for you? Damn, Sihtric,' you scoffed, 'you're such a jerk!'

'I am!' he said, quickly taking your hand as you tried to walk away, 'you're right, I am a jerk. And I'm… I'm sorry, please,' he begged, 'please hear me out.'

'If you think I will work for you again, you're wrong!'

'Please, just listen.'

You cursed yourself for still being so weak for him.

'Fine,' you sighed and sat back down.

'Listen,' Sihtric said, still holding your hand, 'I… I never realised that… I,' he sighed, 'I never saw that everything I was looking for was right in front of me all these years. And I'm so sorry. I really am the biggest idiot, and I don't even deserve you. You are way too good for me, but I… I'd really like it if you'd go on a date with me.'

'You're asking me out?' you frowned.

'I am most definitely asking you out.'

'And you expect me to make the reservations?'

'Actually,' Sihtric chuckled, 'I managed to do that on my own.'

'Really?'

'Yes,' he smiled, 'at that fancy new place, tomorrow.'

You sighed and shook your head.

'Sihtric, I understand what you're doing, but I don't want to go on a date with you to a place where you've taken every other girl. It's… it's gross. I don't care about that fancy stuff, or your fancy suits or those dumb watches you always wear. If I go on a date with you, I want to see who you really are. I don't want to see just another version of my boss. Ex boss, I mean.'

'Okay, I hear you. What do you have in mind?'

'Take me to a place you never took anyone else,' you shrugged, 'I don't want to be just another repeat of a previous date.'

'Okay,' Sihtric smiled, 'I'll figure out a new place, we could still go now?'

He told you to get dressed in whatever you felt like and he walked you to his car. You drove around for almost half an hour until he suddenly stopped the car.

'Eh… It doesn't look like there's any restaurants here?' you smiled confused, 'where are you taking me?'

'You said you wanted me to take you to a place I never took any other girl,' Sihtric said, taking your hand in his, 'and that's what I'm doing.'

'I…,' you looked around, 'I- I don't understand.'

Sihtric chuckled softly, 'I'm taking you to my house, sweetheart.'

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[panzershrike-pretz]

Lanterns

Part 1

Disclaimer: This is a original short story based on my original characters' adventures in my own fictional universe.

Summary: A Goddess who lost her faith, trying to get back to her senses so her family doesn't fall apart.

Warnings: small depiction of injury,

Tag list: @malarkgirlypop, @bucky32557038ww2 (if you want in or out, just tell me!)

-> Image below found here.

It has been more than a month since the ship left it's last port, crashing through the waves as the storm raged in it's wake. It was dark and only some sillouetes could be seen, running around - pulling ropes and chains, trying to get her on her way.

The barks that could be heard from down below as stuff was thrown around by the shaking vessel were almost drowned in the thunder.

"It's alright, girl!", someone said, making Peggy stop for a moment and look over her shoulder. No, it's not alright! This thing is about to flip! If I bark loud enough, I might save us all!

A loud crack of lightning made the dog yelp, slipping on the floor as some water rushed down the stairs of the hatches. It could be properly closed if anyone really had payed attention - and now the stairs where slippery and the lower deck was filling up with salty waves.

Peggy felt her body crash against the side of the ship, but quickly got up again, trying to find balance while it swayed around. The rain was only getting worse.

Eventually, someone ran down, almost tripping and falling as he found refuge against the violent ocean. His eyes darted around the deck, almost scared - until he saw the dog protecting a ball of layers and more layers of cloth and blankets.

"Alright... it's alright... i'm..." he managed to get back on his feet, following the walls until he was with them. The man let himself sit, incapable of pushing Peggy away as she inspected him. "I'm alright, girl. I'm okay. Promise. I'm alive."

No, you aren't!, she huffed, staring into his eyes as if to say that. She could smell some blood from somewhere in his body - he maybe didn't notice, but she sure did. And began barking again, to call for some help.

"Oh, shush it, Peggy!", he said, but she couldn't care less. Instead of trying again, he ignored her and began unwraping the ball of blankets to reveal three of the cabin girls. "Brownyn, you ok?"

She was the oldest of the three and was tasked with taking care of them while the storm raged. Her eyes met his - and then she flinched when another set of barks went loose. "Yes, Mr. Heere" was all she said.

"E'ryone alright down here?", a woman came running down, heeding to her own dogs calls. "Miss Bruntley? Mr. Heere?"

She didn't really need an answer, as Peggy ran back to them and began sniffing the man until she stopped, pointing at something in his side. The woman, Pangey as she was called by the crew, immediatly made herself useful, stripping him of his dark blue cloak - and finding a blood stain in his white shirt underneath.

I knew it!, Peggy wagged her tail, proud of herself. Can I go out now, momma?

"Oh, it's ugly", he said, looking down - only now the pain seemed to set in. He thought it was only the bitting cold of the rain, not some injury.

"I've seen worse, Cap'n, ye'll be fine. 'Tis just some scratch. How'd ye get it?", as her hands worked, fast passed, her pink-ish eyes rose to meet his. Pangey didn't exactly need an answer - she knew the Captain had no clue either and everyone was falling over themselves upstairs. Could've been anything.

"By Gods, the sea is raging", he whispered, trying to take his mind out of the pain and cold.

"Well, ye're a God, sir", Pangey said as she got up, a small smile on her face. "Why won't ye stop it then?"

He had no answer. She knew as much as him that he wasn't in charge of the storms - it was that old harlot of a woman, Contance, playing her cards and joking with their lives.

"Ay, at least yer boyfriend ain't here", the Captain finally said as he got up, trying to hide a face of disconfort. "Mine are just up there fightin' ye ol' storm along with me crew. Feeling lucky yet, doc?"

"HOLY SHIT!", someone yelled, soaking wet as he entered the lower deck. "I'M SURE THE MIZZEN IS BROKEN! HOLY CRAP, IT'S A BIG GALE, THIS ONE"

"We can fix it later, is everyone alright? Are ye ok, darlin'?", Captain rushed to the other man, clebching his hand on his arm, making sure he was alive and well. "How's Michael?"

"I'm ok. He's ok. They all are. Well... in parts...", the green-eyed guy looked over at Pangey. "I'm sure Emma could use yer help".

She didn't waste anytime, nodding firmly before disappearing out into the storm again.

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#oops already started good #PEGGY'S HERE GUYS!! #oc #original story #🥨🪶

[lythea-creation]

Brighten My World - Tasneem x fem reader (Chapter 3)

Chapter 1

Previous Chapter

warnings: eating disorder

word count: 1.247

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My heart clenched when I heard Tasneem's tear-struck voice on the other side of my phone: “I'm sorry, (f/n). I did it again. I just … I couldn't.”

“Hey, please don't beat yourself up”, I replied softly. “Can I come over?”

There was a short pause before she answered: “Sorry. I was nodding, but of course you couldn't see.”

We would both be laughing now if she was not already crying.

“Alright. I'm on my way then”, I assured her.

It was already nine pm. and I did not want to ask my parents to give me a ride. So I sneaked out and grabbed my bicycle.

About ten to fifteen minutes later I arrived at Tasneem's house. I had never been this fast on my bicycle before.

“Hey, Tasneem wanted me to come over”, I greeted her mom, who had just opened the front door. “Can I come in?”

“Of course. You know the way”, she supposed.

Without initiating any more small talk I hurried upstairs to Tasneem's room, but she was nowhere in sight. Instead I found her laying on her bathroom floor.

By now she had stopped crying and switched over to staring blankly ahead.

“Hey, it's okay”, I promised. “I'm here now.”

I pulled her into my lap, holding her the best I could. After all she was really tall, although she honestly did not seem like it in her current state. It felt like she might break if I was not careful enough.

Once she was in my arms she started crying again and I simply let her.

“I'm sorry I let you down again”, she whispered after a while.

“Tasneem … you didn't”, I proclaimed. “You're ill. It's not your fault. You're doing anything you can to get better, even seeing a therapist now. We can't expect your eating disorder to just disappear all of a sudden. I'm just glad you called me and let me support you.”

“I love you so much”, she proposed. “I'm lucky to have you.”

I smiled down at her, gently brushing through her hair.

“Can you stay for the night?”, she requested.

“Of course”, I promised. “I didn't take anything with me though.”

“Just take yourself whatever you need. The toothbrush you forgot is still here”, she recalled.

“I already got all I need here with me right now”, I proclaimed, cupping her cheek.

“You can be so cheesy sometimes”, she declared, chuckling at my words.

“Guilty”, I admitted, joining into her laughter.

“So what do you think? Wanna get up and play some games?”, I suggested.

“Yeah”, she agreed. “Let's have some fun.”

We stayed up to play some games for over an hour, just enjoying to spend such simple time together, distracting us from all our problems.

But soon we were too tired to focus properly and hence decided to go and brush our teeth. When I was washing my hands, I could not help but splash some water at Tasneem, making her yelp in surprise.

I fled before she could avenge herself.

“Hey, come back”, she complained and ran after me.

Her room was pretty big, but not big enough for me to escape. So a few seconds later she tackled me onto her bed, pinning me under her.

“You coward”, she teased me.

Her grin faltered as her eyes moved from my own to my lips.

Tasneem let go of my hands and leaned down to kiss me.

I could taste her minty toothpaste as we had just finished getting ready for bed.

One of my hands settled in her hair while the other was pulling her body closer by her back.

I had no idea how long we were making out, but afterwards I was so exhausted that I almost fell asleep without intending to.

“I bet there are a ton of people who would be jealous of me for being with you”, I considered. “After all you're the most popular girl at school, although I honestly never really cared about that.”

“Nah, maybe Sarah took over that role now. But I don't care either”, she claimed. “Way too much pressure anyway.”

“Life would be easier if you truly felt that way, right?”, I assumed.

A frustrated sigh left her lips. “It's just hard to believe the exact opposite of what you've been taught. Trying to be the full package is too stressful”, she pointed out.

“Tasneem, you're incredible, okay? There's no one I admire more than you”, I confessed.

Some silent tears sneaked their way out of her eyes. “Thank you”, she whispered. “Still hard to see myself like that, but hearing you say that means a lot because you're actually the person I admire the most.”

“Me?”, I repeated surprised. “Why me out of all people?”

“You're the strongest person I know, doing your own thing no matter what”, she proposed. “So it's only natural.”

We shared another smile before she fell asleep. Apparently Tasneem had been even more exhausted than me. No wonder after falling back into her bad habit and crying for so long.

Ironically I could not fall asleep anymore and instead watched her peaceful slumber.

When the door opened I had to control myself to not jump and wake her up.

I sat up slightly to get a proper look at the intruder. Of course, it was Tasneem's mom. Who else would it be?

She signaled me to come over to her and I did not hesitate to oblige, leaving the room before Tasneem could wake up.

We went downstairs and settled on the couch.

“Sorry for getting you out of bed. But I couldn't resist when I noticed you were still awake”, she stated. “How's Tasneem doing?”

“No offense, but shouldn't you ask her that? It's not really my place to say”, I remarked.

“It's just … I'm worried, okay? You arrived here completely out of the blue, at night. Tasneem doesn't really talk to me. I know I haven't been the best mom to her. I placed too much pressure on her and I'm sorry for that. I just want to know how she's doing.”

I sighed, contemplating what to do. “Honestly … it's a good sign when I show up here because it means that she's confiding in me, that she's working through her feelings and not dealing with it on her own. So yeah … she's struggling. Of course she is. But she's doing the best she possibly can”, I explained. “Did you ever tell her though? That she doesn't have to be perfect. Did you apologize?”

She shook her head no.

“I think she needs to hear that, too. She needs her mom, not an overachieving mentor. Still no offense”, I noted.

“None taken. After all I asked you for your opinion. I appreciate your honesty”, she proclaimed. “Maybe you're right. Thank you for talking to me.”

“It's nothing”, I brushed it off.

“It is. You're a good influence on Tasneem”, she complimented me. “Now feel free to go back to bed if you want to.”

I nodded and started my way back.

Tasneem was still asleep and yet immediately wrapped her arms around me when I climbed back into bed, a content feeling spreading through my whole body.

She was a good influence on me as well.

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Next Chapter

I actually didn't plan to write several chapters for this one, but it just kinda happened. I hope you like it!

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#al rawabi school for girls #tasneem x reader #female reader #lgbtqia #angst #romance #fluff #eating disoder trigger warning

[masterofmetallica]

Late night gigs~

James Hetfield x reader

So this is the first story. It's been a while since I've made stories and let's say I have a big fantasy. Some fantasies or more like fantasies so pls be nice if you see something not "normal".

Summary: your adopting parents are giving you a hard time of who you are. So to let out some steam you end up meeting the one and only vocalist of Metallica.

I didn’t check on writing mistakes so pls ignore that.

Warning: abusive parents. If you aren't comfortable with that pls skip this one.

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Y/N POV

It's been a very rough week. School had been a pain in my butt and keeping up with everything is just to much. Since I've been adopted 10 years ago (the reader is 20 tho) I've had the most difficult life ever. They don't even like me and treat me like shit.

Why didn't I move out you might think? Well I can't.

My parents died 11 years ago and left me with 200.000 dollars. That money used to be for me. But those awful people have been robbing me like crazy. That money was turned to me once I turned 18.

So yeah story short. I'm a girl that is poor and works too much. It's not fair.

Once I opened the door and walked into the uncomfortable house I almost immediately ran upstairs. Trying to avoid any conversation. Sadly no good luck. "Young lady... not so fast!" My adopting dad said (let's call him Ben in this story)

I closed my eyes signing. I turned around on the stairs and saw him looking up at me. He pointed his fingers to me as a sign to come down the stairs. Because of all the horrible things he did to me in the past. I decided to obey him to avoid those horrible traumas. But no luck. "Why are you home so late?" He whispered shouted in my face. "Jessica needed help with her homework so we studied together for a hour and..." before I could finish he slapped me right in the face. I felt tears going down my cheeks. Please let this be over soon. I thought. "Stop with the f*cking lies! If you don't come home by 4 every day I will lock you in the basement without water and food you understand? The only reason we took you in was because of the money. You don't deserve that shit! Now go to your room!" He said very brutally.

Without saying a thing I ran upstairs. Tears running down my cheeks like crazy. I couldn't handle this anymore. How did he know I was lying? I mean I did talk with Jessica but not for that long. She invited me to go have some fun at the pub and see this new band Metallica play. I needed some fun so I agreed. Already knowing it was a bad idea, but the chance of having fun with her and forgetting about my horrible life was just enough for me to actually go. I needed to have fun!

So I started to get ready. I didn't do much with my hair since I already styled it for the day and it still looked good. ( since it's the 80s I decided to give you a 80s curly shag) I did my make up and put on some new clothes for the night. A bit more extra then usual. The outfit contains some leather pants, my favorite iron maiden band shirt and my battle jacket. Let's say I'm a big metal fan. So seeing this new metal band got me really excited!

I made sure to put my boots on when I was actually ready to leave since I didn't want Ben to know I was sneaking out.

I made up the bed pretending it was me that laid under the blankets. Slowly opened my window and grabbed my small purse together with my shoes. I climbed out of the window and run to the car Jessica was in. It was already getting dark so no one saw you sneaking out.

I knocked on the window of the car and the door opened. "Hi! Thanks for picking me up!" I said giving her a big hug. She's my best friend for 5 years now and helped me through some bad moments in my life. "Hi Y/N! You look gorgeous!" She smiled and hugged me back. "Thank you! You're looking snazzy as always."

We drove to the pub and parked the car. Jessica lived a bit farther away from me so she decided she wasn't going to drink so she could use the car and drive us there safely. (Don't drink while driving pls!)

"Wow it's busy." Jessica said. I noticed the big line of people trying to get in the pub. "That band must be more populair then I thought. No one every comes here" I said looking at the line. Good thing my classmate and good friend of mine worked here. He could let us in without waiting. "Let's go Kay told me we can come in throughout the back door." I said grabbing her hand and leading us through the big crowd of people waiting in line.

Once we both got inside the smell of sweat and cigarettes hit my nose. The typical smell of clubbing. It was already really busy inside. Glad we got in. I thought. Me and Jessica made our way over to the bar Kay was working on. "Hi Kay!" I said smiling at waving at him. "Hey Y/N and Jessica!" He smiled back. "Didn't know it would be so busy here." I said. "Yeah kinda surprising but apparently Metallica made it really big overnight. So everyone is willing to see them. By the way. What drinks for the ladies?" He smirked at us playfully. Me and Jessica both rolled our eyes. "Ow what a charmer." Jessica said dramatically taking her drink smiling at Kay.

I bursted into a laugh and the fun night began. We were dancing to the music that was playing and already had a really fun night.

Then four boys walked up the small stage. They had no idea they made it big overnight so the small stage in front of a big crowd was kinda weird to them. First a boy with big black curls and a guitar came on the small stage, followed by two boys with brown long hair and a handsome man with blonde hair. Jessica saw how I stared at the gorgeous man. I felt her pushing my shoulder and I looked in her direction. "Oehh someone's in loveeee." She said playing with my hair. "WHAT NO." I yelled laughing at her goofy move. Well she wasn't wrong. The moment they started playing I felt myself constantly looking at the blonde man shredding his guitar and singing like a god. He was amazing.

While me and Jessica started to headband to their songs the bassist winked at Jessica. She was stunned to speak and I saw her blushing even thought the lights made it kinda dark for some people to see. "Oeh who's in love now." I playfully wiggled my eyebrows at her. "Ow shut up." She laughed feeling embarrassed since the bassist was still looking at her. I couldn't help but laughing like crazy. I felt myself looking at the blonde guy again and saw he was looking at me with a smile on his face. The way you just stood there frozen made Jessica laugh so hard she almost fell down. This is gonna be a crazy night.

After a hour the band stopped playing and joined the big crowd. All four of them got to the bar and ordered some drink. You didn't realize how close they were actually standing next to you. The bassist already made his way up to Jessica. "Hi! I'm Cliff. Saw you enjoyed the show!" He said to her. They started their conversation and you let them. She deserves to be with him. I stood there all alone until I felt someone tapping on my shoulder. I turned to look who it was and stood eye in eye with the gorgeous man himself. "Hi Uhm. I saw you in the crowd and Uhm yeah saw you had a great time." He said nervously. I thought it was adorable. "Hi! Yes I really enjoyed it! I'm a big metal fan so this was incredible to me! I'm Y/N" I said pointing my hand out for him to shake. He took it smiling at me. "I'm James, James Hetfield."

We stared in each other eyes for what felt like hours. "Uhm you want a drink?" He asked pointing at the bar. I just finished my drink so a new one sounded nice. "Yes. Just a beer please." I said smiling and grabbed my purse to get the money for him to pay. "Wow wow no. I'm paying." He gave me a wink and went up the bar. Before I could argue he already handed me my beer he just ordered. "Thank you." I gladly accepted it and we both started drinking and dancing to the music. But after a while I started to get tired and really hot from the big crowd of people. "You wanna go outside with me? Getting a bit hot in here." I yelled over the loud music. James nodded and grabbed my hand. God his hands are big in front of my smaller hands and his cold rings against my skin makes me shiver. He let us outside and we both sat down on a table outside the pub.

"So... are you gonna your soon? Saw you guys made it big overnight." I said looking at him. While he lit up a cigarette he looked at me. "Yes it's kinda crazy how that happened. We had no idea it was possible for us. But yeah we are planning on touring all over the US this month. Actually starting this tour next Monday." He said. I saw he was excited about it. A new world opened for him. And he truly deserves it. "I bet people are gonna love your band! You guys were amazing up there." I moved a bit closer to him.

From getting super hot in the club the night breeze made you cold in a couple of minutes. He swing a arm around my shoulder to get me closer to him. His presence is so cozy and lovely. You could sit like this forever. "You should come with us on tour. Is gonna be fun and that friend of yours can join too. I think Cliff already invited her. Saw he really felt head over heels for her already." The fact that he wanted to be around you more often made your heart flutter and your stomach felt like it could explode of the amount of butterflies you felt inside of it.

But then you realized something. You can't leave. And you were even too scared to do so. Ben has threatened you a lot before that if you ever left before getting all the money. He was going to kill.

James saw how you got so uncomfortable with his question. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable." He said rubbing my back. "No it's fine. Don't worry. The thing is. I would love to come with you and I'm glad you asked... but I can't leave. It's complicated." I said feeling really sad. This was a real opportunity to finally go away from my horrible life. "Why can't you leave?" He really wanted to know why. James couldn't help but fall for her almost immediately and wanted to protect her at all cost. Even be with her forever.

I looked at James and saw he was already looking at me. His blue eyes are gorgeous. I signed. "I got adopted 10 years ago by this awful man and he has threatened me a lot and told me that if I left him if he didn't had all the money. He would kill me. I know your life is totally different from mine. You get to do whatever you want and even go anywhere you want. I would love to do that too... but it's not my life you know." I said.

"Then come with me. I can free you from him." He said cupping my face in his hands. He looked at me slowly rubbing my cheek to comfort me. "Trust me you won't regret it." "Okay I will join you."

James smiled from ear to ear and kissed me on the cheek.

James took you to the hotel him and the others were staying and made sure you never returned to that live again. Promising he would make it worth your decision. And Monday you went with him to go on tour with Jessica. This is gonna be awesome

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So this is the end of the first story. Pls let me know what you think!

Again leave request if you want :)

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[waitingforwinterwinds]

ASOS; Steel and Snow: 21 JAIME III (pages 285-297)

The BROadtrip takes an unfortunate turn as circumstances trade BROtrip member Cleos for the Bloody Mummers Brave Companions in the BROadtrip lineup. Neither Brienne nor Jaime have a good time.

They get to have a cool fight scene though.

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The pool from which the town took its name, where legend said that Florian the Fool had first glimpse Jonquil bathing with her sisters, was so choked with rotting corpses that the water had turned into a murky grey-green soup.

This feels like commentary on the effects of war spoiling the childhood dreams and stories of romance and hope.

"- And there may be other enemies hiding in the rubble..." "Hers or ours? They are not the same, coz. I have a yen to see if the wench can use that sword she wears."

Yen, noun: a basic monetary unit of Japan Yen, noun: strong longing or yearning

Guess which one I interpreted that as. "You're making a bet? With a currency you shouldn't even know exists?! ... wait, there's... that's the wrong..."

Jaime had decided that he would return Sansa, and the younger girl as well if she could be found. It was not like to win him back his lost honor, but the notion of keeping faith when they all expected betrayal amused him more than he could say.

mmmm, F to doubt buddy. Oh sure, it might be amusing, but given how often "you think of me as a monster? then I'll be a monster" crops up, I think part of you wants to be the good and honorable man yet. because somewhere way deep down there is some good in you, and maybe because you think Cersei deserves a good and honorable man. (Hell knows where that goodness was when he pushed Bran out the window though.)

... RIP Cleos. we all knew you were on a timer. At least I didn't get attached to this one?

... This fight scene is way more dynamic than the show, good use of terrain as a character.

She looks as if they caught us fucking instead of fighting.

fuck(ing) = 🥛

"Then we'll have your cunt," said the noseless man.

cunt = 🥛

Oh, hi Rorge. Not dead yet? that's unfortunate.

"Why did you tell him Tarth was the Sapphire Isle? (...) He's like to think my father's rich in gemstones..." "You best pray he does."

I wonder if this was because Jaime's reached a minimum threshold for human decency, his efforts to be the good and honorable man paying off in that he has to try at the very least to protect Brienne, or because part of him will never be over not being able to save Cersei from that same fate at Robert's hands.

Or a mix of both.

... hang on a second... *finds the scene on youtube* yeah, that's what I thought. That's interesting, Jaime actually spells it out in the show, here in the books he just says "Tarth is called the Sapphire Isle, a maiden told me once." and let's Urswyck make his own incorrect conclusion.

I wonder if it's because D&D didn't trust the viewers to make the leap that Urswyck makes all on his own with out spelling out what Jaime was implying in real time even though Brienne does it later in the same scene. Well, book version anyway, I swear she said it in the show, but later but I can't remember when, and the show was too busy making Jaime talk like someone who isn't as smart or smooth as he thinks he is so they could get straight to the hand chopping while he's still smarmy enough that we might not feel 100% bad about him losing his hand.

"Thith ith a thweet day," Vargo Hoat said. Around his neck hung a chain of linked coins, coins of every shape and size, cast and hammered, bearing likenesses of kings, wizards, gods and demons, and all manner of fanciful beasts. Coins from every land where he has fought, Jaime remembered.

That's a cool world building costume detail sadly missing from the show. Like his lisp.

They mean to scare me. (...) no sellsword would make him scream. Sunlight ran silver along the edge of the arakh as it came shivering down, almost too fast to see. And Jaime screamed.

I love "You will never make me do the think" scene transition to them doing the thing as a comedic effect, but damn if it doesn't do good for the horror elements as well.

I think it was better for Jaime to believe they were just trying to scare him right up until it happened, because that let him be brave where he might not have been able to otherwise, but it did cost him last second bartering time, though I doubt that would have helped him any.

#a storm of swords #steel and snow #a song of ice and fire #jaime lannister #a chapter a day reading #asos #asoiaf

[sardonicnihilism]

Missing

By Me

Chapter 7

Sarah dashed around her bedroom, trying to get dressed as fast as she could. There was no time for professional attire; she put on a red T-shirt, blue jeans, and a pair of black Chuck Taylor's. She pulled her long, black hair into a quick ponytail and rushed out the door. For normal travel, she used her car; tonight, she hopped on her bike and rode off.

As soon as she arrived, she haphazardly parked her motorcycle and ran inside, past the on-duty clerk, down the steps to the computer lab, and into Jerry's office, where he was standing, waiting for her.

"What've you got?" she panted, nearly out of breath. "A call for help, a picture of a perp, a picture of Lucia?" She talked at maniac speed, fueled by adrenaline, hope, and fear.

"I can't describe it," he replied in an awed confusion. He sounded like a biologist who had discovered a brand new but rather repulsive new species of bug. "You're just going to have to take a look at it."

Sarah stopped and looked at Jerry with apprehension. "I'm not going to see a dead or mutilated kid am I? Please tell me that's not what I'm about to see. If it is, let me know now so I can walk. I can't take that, not now."

"No! I would never do that to you," he replied, hurt she would even assume that about him. "You still need to prepare yourself though." He pushed a button on his keyboard and the image came up.

"Jesus!" Sarah exclaimed in shock. The picture was of a Caucasian man. He looked old, and somewhat hunched over. He had long, boney fingers, with his nails grown and sharpened into talons. He wore an occultic-looking long robe. On his head, he wore a demon mask, but it wasn't a mask to make him look like a demon, rather it looked as if a demon was eating his head; leaving only his lower face exposed. The angle of the picture showed that whoever was taking the picture was looking up at him, and he seemed to be recoiling in surprise. Around him, the interior looked like a medieval castle, with grey and white stone walls. There were banners with strange symbols hanging from the ceiling. At various intervals, Sarah could see offshoots from what she assumed was the main hallway.

Sarah looked at the image, almost mesmerized by the sheer offness of it. "What the heck is that?" Sarah asked in awe and fear.

"I have no clue. I'm doing searches on all occultic attire and symbology, trying to image match it, but nothing so far."

Sarah went to touch the screen but stopped for fear this creature might come to life and grab her.

"Anything at that campsite look like it might contain this?" Jerry asked, hoping he didn't sound as sarcastic as he thought.

Sarah shook her head. "No. Nothing big enough gauging by the scale of everything in this picture." She then turned to Jerry and asked, "And this is legit right? No Photoshop or digital manipulation?"

"I'm going to have to do a full analysis, but, so far, it looks like the real deal." Jerry sat down behind his computer and said, "There's something else I have to show you". He moved his hands across the keys and the picture shifted, resized several times.

"Who's she?!" A shocked and even more frightened Sarah asked as she pointed to the area Jerry had zoomed in on. Peaking around a corner, seemingly staring in the direction of whoever was taking the picture, was a young girl around 14 or 15. Her hair was dyed pink, however; her natural brown roots were starting to show. She wore a dark grey and black medieval-style tunic, with lavender-colored leggings and sleeves. She looked like she was both fearful and interested in what was going on.

"Don't know. I'm also running a facial recognition program with the missing children database, but so far no hits." He turned to Sarah who was just shaking her head in disbelief. "Maybe you should do that cleansing ritual."

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Elana and Hector waited in the conference room for Sarah to come in. She had called them early this morning, telling them that she had some news to tell them but she needed to see them in person. Elana called off work and Hector canceled all his meetings for the day. As anxious and as fearful as they were, they still refused to comfort, talk, or even look at each other.

Sarah opened the door and came in holding a manilla folder. She sat down and just looked at the folder for a bit, not knowing how to proceed. She took a quick breath, looked up at them, and began talking. "Mister and misses, sorry, Hector and Elana, we were able to find out what the deleted text was that Lucia had sent you. It was a picture. I believe it might be a picture of the man who has her. From the way everything is angled, it looks like she caught him by surprise. My guess is she took the picture, sent it, and was made to delete it."

Elana burst out crying while Hector just sat rigid and stone-faced. Sarah did her best to calm Elana down. Once she was sure she was ok enough to continue, Sarah started speaking again.

"I have a printout of the picture here," she pulled an upside-down picture from the folder and slid it over to them. "I want to warn you first. You might find this picture rather disturbing. I'm only showing you this to see if you recognize him or where this might have been taken?"

Both Hector and Elana reached for the picture at the same time. Despite the warning, both of them were desperate to see the face of the man who might have their daughter. Hector, having the longer arms, got to it first, flipped it over, and almost jumped back in his chair when he saw it. Elana saw it, let out a gasp, and started crying again.

"So this, this is the monster who has my baby," Hector was finally able to say through clenched teeth.

"That's my theory so far," Sarah replied. She had compassion for him, but she had seen that look, heard that tone of voice before. It was the look and tone of a man determined to take the law into his own hands. "I take it that he doesn't look familiar to either of you?" Both shook their head with Hector actually saying no. Sarah nodded and continued. "When we enhanced the picture, we also found this," Sarah pulled out another picture and slid it to them. "This girl was in the background. Do either of you know who she is?" They both looked at the second picture of the pink-haired girl and shook their heads no.

"So, so this man, he, he has other little girls as well?" Elana asked through her tears.

"It appears so," Sarah sighed with regret.

"Detective Redcloud, may I keep this picture?" Hector asked, holding up the one with the demon masked man.

Sarah stared at Hector sternly. "No. I know why you want it. That's the man who has your baby, doing God knows what to her. You want to find him, make him suffer, possibly kill him. I get it. I understand. But here are the facts: you're probably not going to find him, if, by some miracle, you do, most more than likely, you'll be the one who ends up dead. And, if you would kill him, then you're talking about a premeditated murder charge. Oh, and if he is part of a larger cult, you'll have his buddies coming after you and everyone you love. That road, the one you're planning on going down, never ends up anywhere good."

Hector nodded and handed the picture back over to Sarah. The three continued to talk for about another forty-five minutes before Sarah said she had to go. She walked both of them out and promised to be back in touch. Hector and Elana gave each other one quick look before going to their cars. Once inside, he pulled out his phone and brought up the picture of the man. He had secretly scanned back in the conference room. He looked at the beast, thinking over and over, I'm going to kill you.

#fiction #dark #cosmic horror #drama #lovecraftian

[miyacreampie]

Lenny sensei's night class has begun!~♡

“Senpai~♡”

synopsis 💭;; Tanaka gets jealous bc some bitch talking to his man.

note 🖋️;; IT TOOK A WHOLE FUCKIN WEEK TO WRITE THIS. WHY DOES WORK ALWAYS PREVENT ME FROM DOING THE THINGS I LIKE? WHAT THE ACTUAL FU- by the way, ‘Isayama Misaki’ is based off of some asswipe I used to know- also, I ran out of ideas at the end, so it kinda cuts of lf at the good part. I apologize to the anon that requested this.

Requested by anon ♡

Male pronouns used

Tanaka wasn't a jealous man. Or at least he'd like to think so.

(Y/n) was pretty popular around campus, so it wasn't a surprise to see a few fangirls here or there. It kinda reminded him of Oikawa—except (Y/n) didn't exactly pay his fangirls any attention. (And he didn't have an ass as flat as printer paper.) But did that stop them from trying to get into his pants? No.

In all honesty, Ryu felt lucky that he had someone like (Y/n) as a boyfriend, although he didn't like the fangirls—who paid him no mind whenever they were together. It annoyed him that they kept surrounding (Y/n) who clearly wanted nothing to do with them, begging him for dates, one night stands, anything.

To say that Tanaka was mildly uncomfortable was an understatement.

🌇🌇

Today was a bit different. Instead of a crowd of women rushing towards (Y/n), it was just one—; Misaki Isayama. The woman (almost) every guy considered perfect. This was...manageable, but what did she want? Well—at least it was only one girl. He had only woken up a little over an hour ago, and wasn't exactly ready for his simps just yet.

“(L/n)-chan, can you help me study for the science exam that's coming up?”

“Just because you're my upperclassman, doesn't mean you can call me that.” (Y/n) said quietly, rubbing his eyes, then yawning. “I'm on my way to the lecture hall though, so maybe after that? I should be fully awake by then..”

Misaki smiled and nodded her head. “It's a date!”

“No. No it's not.”

🏙️🏙️

Tanaka let (Y/n) lean on him during the lecture. That turned into one sided cuddling from the sleepy man. Ryu thought it was cute how (Y/n) always clung to him when he was sleepy. He was a little sad when (Y/n) fully awoke, and let him go, but it was for the best.

“Oh, Ryu-san. I'm tutoring the rumored ‘perfect woman’, and it's gonna be awkward with just the two of us, so can y—”

“You headin to the library? I was on my way there anyway. I'll join ya.”

The (h/c) haired man nodded, and they both walked all the way to the other side of the schoolyard to the library building. Tanaka even held (Y/n)'s hand to flex on the girls they passed by. Some of the girls were noticeably annoyed or a little angry, which pleased him.

When they finally arrived, Misaki was standing by the door. Upon seeing Ryu, she scowled. But it was only for a second.

“Ah, (L/n)-kun..who's this?”

(Y/n) smiled, oblivious to Misaki and Tanaka glaring at each other. Needless to say, the intense atmosphere went right over his head. “This is my boyfriend..Tanaka. He'll be joining us if that's okay.”

“‘Perfect woman’ my ass..the only ‘perfect woman’ I know is Kiyoko-san.” Tanaka mumbled under his breath. (Y/n) may not have known, but Misaki and Tanaka were always competitive with each other. Other times he wouldn't have cared, but now that (Y/n) is what he's fighting for, he wasn't gonna back down.

“Oh, it's fine.” Misaki said through gritted teeth.

🏙️🏙️

Isayama and Tanaka were left sitting at a table alone, while (Y/n) searched for the science books. They sat in complete silence, but it was almost as if you could hear their thoughts—mentally arguing with one another.

(Y/n) returned with three books, seating himself between Isayama and Ryu. “Okay! Let's get started!”

***

As (Y/n) went on explaining the laws of physics (because Tetsurou used to tutor him), Misaki and Tanaka continued their epic staring battle. The battle ended once they noticed that (Y/n) had stopped talking. He was chewing his tongue in thought, trying to figure out how to pronounce a word.

Misaki didn't notice, but (Y/n) had gone from physics, to microbiology. In less than five minutes.

“Something wrong?”

“How do you say this word again..?” The (e/c) eyed man pointed to a bolded word in the textbook, leaning back a bit so the other two could see.

A suffocating silence reigned over the three of them, but only for about three seconds.

Isayama squinted a bit before she spoke. “Endothelial?”

“Oh yeah. Thanks, senpai.”

Isayama smiled smugly at Ryuunosuke. The said man had a visible tick mark (💢) on the side of his head, symbolizing his annoyance. Tanaka only wanted (Y/n) to call him ‘senpai’—even if they were the same age (if not, then (Y/n) might be older). It made him feel like he was a dependable upperclassman, maybe even a bit turned on in certain situations. But hearing (Y/n) call someone else senpai..made him a little sad.

His thoughts were interrupted by his phone vibrating. As Tanaka reached into his pocket to get his phone, he caught (Y/n) putting his own phone in his jacket pocket. Tanaka turned on his phone to see a message from (Y/n) in his recent notifications.

Pretty boy💖: Go to the bathroom. I'll join you later.

Although he was a bit confused, he got up from his chair. “‘M gonna go take a leak.” Ryu said as he started to make his way towards the men's restroom.

Almost five minutes pass before (Y/n) goes into the bathroom after Tanaka, telling Misaki that he was checking on him. As soon as (Y/n) had passed the first bathroom stall, he was yanked into the second one, the door locking almost immediately after it shut behind him. He wasn't given any time to react before he felt a familiar pair of soft lips violently smash against his own. (Not violent enough to make his mouth bleed or anything. Chill.)

A heated battle for dominance arose between the two, (Y/n) quickly taking the lead as he gently bit Ryu's lip.

They didn't want this to end, but eventually Tanaka had to break the kiss because he couldn't breathe. He stood there, breathless in his boyfriend's arms, not wanting (Y/n) to let go.

“Ryuunosuke..” Tanaka flinched upon his first name being said—even though (Y/n) said it many times before. His reaction brought a smile to (Y/n)'s face. “I love you~..” He said, drawing out the three words in a sing-song voice.

Ryu felt his legs getting weak, and held onto (Y/n) for dear life. (Somewhat out of fear that he might fall.) He wasn't actually feeling like this because of three words...right? “Babe..am I supposed to be kinda horny right now?” It was a bit of a strange question, but hey, it never hurts to ask.

(Y/n) chuckled. “Well, yeah. I might have to carry you out of here once we're done.” His warm smile from earlier didn't falter as he spoke.

‘How can he say something like that so casually? If I say something like that, I'd get d–’ Ryu's thoughts were snapped away when he felt his chest touch the stall divider and his pants being pulled down. He let out a soft moan as (Y/n) stroked him through his boxers.

🏙️

‘What the hell is taking them so long?!’ Isayama got up from where she sat, and went to the men's bathroom. There wasn't anyone around, so no one would see her going in. She opened the first stall's door. ‘If they ditched me, I swear to go–’

“W-Wait, (Y/n)!~ Haa!~♡”

“Geez senpai, you're so wet inside~..♡”

Misaki froze. She couldn't be sure that it was (Y/n) and Tanaka in there—but those were definitely Tanaka's pants hanging over the second stall's door. Now she felt more..curious than angry. Isayama slipped into the first stall, carefully and quietly closing the door behind her, and slowly locking it so it didn't make noise.

Ryu tried to keep his breathing steady as (Y/n) fucked him with his fingers—even though that did absolutely nothing to help his current situation. Hell, he couldn't even process words anymore. The only actual word he could say was his boyfriend's name. He eventually remembered how to speak after about two minutes of being finger-fucked.

He wanted to sound more demanding, but his voice came out more whiny than what he'd have liked it to. “Fuck me already..ya fuckin– Hng!~” It may have been that he couldn't process it, or that (Y/n) had moved at the speed of sound, but Tanaka wasn't able to register how fast (Y/n) pulled his fingers out, and shoved his cock into his still tight hole. He wanted to say something, but all that came out was a choked whine.

“You were saying?~♡” (Y/n) asked, though it sounded more like a demand than a question.

Tanaka wasn't given a chance to answer due to (Y/n) ruthlessly fucking the poor man senseless. His loud whines and moans echoed throughout the bathroom, much to (Y/n)'s pleasure. He wanted everyone to know that he was a taken man. He wanted everyone on campus to hear Ryuunosuke's pleasurable cries.

Hearing the two men fucking in the next stall turned Isayama on to no end. (Even though it was more of (Y/n)'s voice that made her wet.) But she resisted touching herself because she wouldn't be able to forgive herself if she masturbated to her rival getting fucked. (A kinda stupid reason, but okay.)

“Fu–fuck, (Y/n)!~ So good..it feels so good!~” Ryu babbled, the words almost incoherent as he attempted to push back against his boyfriend's cock. “More!~ Give me more!~♡” He begged, voice broken and choking on his own breath.

The (e/c) eyed man didn't say a word. As his senpai had politely asked of him, (Y/n) drove his cock so deep into Tanaka that the said man let out the loudest drawn out moan (Y/n) had ever heard from him. If it weren't for the cum spewing from the teary eyed man, (Y/n) would've thought he had hurt his lover. He wasn't entirely sure until he felt Ryu continue to push back against him, desperate for more friction.

“Aww..you're so cute when you act like a bitch in heat, senpai~..♡”

He only got a choked whine in response.

“I'm pretty close anyway..do you want it inside?~♡” (Y/n) asked, pulling the shaky man up to his chest. Again, only a whine. (Y/n) parted Ryu's lips with his fingers, those fingers soon being coated in saliva. “Use your words~..”

Finally, Tanaka spoke, despite his unintentional dry heaving. “Fuck me- please~..”

“As you wish~♡” (Y/n) almost whispered, gripping Tanaka's cock firmly, earning another broken moan from the said man. “You're the only person I'd fuck like this, you know that, right?” He said, as he rubbed the shorter man's stomach.

“Y-Yeah..that makes me happy~..”

Lmao this was like- 80% highschool drama (in a college setting), and the remaining 20% being me getting horny for no reason. Also, I'm aware this made no sense. None of the stuff I write makes sense. :)

The class session is now over!~♡

#tanaka x reader #tanaka x male reader #haikyuu x male reader #anime x male reader #m!reader #x male reader #top male reader #seme male reader #ryuunosuke x reader

[brrahbrrahcharacterimagines]

Groceries (Might Guy x Reader)

MASTERLIST

Pairing: Might Guy x Reader

Word Count: 2723

Warnings: very minor angst, food mentions (TW for EDs)

A/N: Hope you enjoy! I've been so thirsty for Naruto characters recently it's not even funny

Also, this was originally two parts but I've combined them into one so let me know if the transition doesn't work!

Growing up in Konoha you always felt safe. You knew there were experienced shinobi there to protect you. As a little girl, you would see them walk down the streets and watch in awe as they passed by you.

Despite everything you had seen in terms of violence, you still felt safe in the Leaf Village. There had been some tense battles, but the leaf shinobi always prevailed.

It was a day more peaceful than most as you made your way down to the store. You only needed a few things, but with the nice weather you decided to take advantage of the day instead of waiting for the grocery list to get longer.

Smiling, you walked into the store to the tune of children laughing and birds chirping. It was like you were in a movie.

You made your way down the aisles, picking up the items you needed as you went. Milk, eggs, noodles, and more went into the small cart in your hands as you browsed. Lost in your own world, you didn't see the other cart as it came around the corner at the same time as your own.

The carts crashed into each other, you and the other person with them. It almost winded you, both from surprise and the force of falling into the cart.

"I am so sorry!" You explained, looking up to the man you found in front of you. Luckily, neither of your groceries seemed to have sustained much damage. You found yourself surprised to be met with the most gorgeous dark eyes you had ever seen.

"It's no problem!" Said the man, flashing you a confident smile with a thumbs up. "No damage done."

You felt a hot flush rise to your face, but thankfully the man didn't seem to notice.

"Thank you," you said in a fluster. You weren't sure what you were even thanking him for, not yelling at you? It was then that you took notice of his outfit, especially the band around his waist. "Are you a shinobi?"

The smile stayed ever-present on his face.

"Yes I am! A jonin of the Hidden Leaf Village!"

If you had just half the enthusiasm of this man, you think you would be running on empty in less than five minutes. Hearing he was a jonin, you were impressed.

"Well, thank you for all that you do," you offered, moving to continue your shopping.

Although your interaction was brief, you couldn't stop thinking about it as days passed. Something about his eyes, and his confidence, drew you into him. You tried to brush it off, seeing as it was such a simple interaction, but it was impossible. Even trying to tell yourself that he didn't remember you wouldn't work; there was still a part of your brain that would never quiet down.

You had never minded being a civilian in Konoha. Sure, when you were younger you had thought about being a konoichi, but those were just the thoughts of a child. You never pursued it. You were happy with your career, teaching young children in subjects other than jutsu.

Despite your happiness, you began to wish that you had gone to the academy. Then you would have been able to find the man who was plaguing your thoughts. Even after that, you might have been a real option for him. You knew shinobi tended to mostly be interested in other shinobi.

You didn't know why it upset you so much. You didn't even know the man's name, and yet you were sad that you might not be his type. Feeling a bit pathetic, you found yourself in need of another grocery run. Trying to ignore the thought that you might see him again, you made your way to the store.

Sadly, at least for that persistent, gremlin part of your brain, the trip was rather uneventful. At least, until you found yourself in front of the produce.

You were trying to eat healthier, but it was hard. It wasn't that you didn't like your body, you just wanted to feel better in your own skin. As you stood there pondering, a male voice scared you from your thoughts.

"Excuse me."

You turned, disappointed to see a man with silver spikes instead of the dark bowl cut you had hoped for. You mumbled a sorry, stepping out of his way.

"Careful Kakashi," boomed another voice, "I'd keep your distance from that woman's cart if I were you."

Now that is the voice you had been hoping for.

As you turned, the tall man immediately caught your eye. You blushed at his words, remembering your initial encounter. The other man, Kakashi, looked at you with confusion. He grabbed what he needed before walking away, leaving you and the other man alone.

"So what brings you back here?" He asked. Normally you would have thought of this as awkward conversation, but your heart leapt at the opportunity to talk to him again.

You sighed, "I'm trying to decide what I want. I wanted something healthy but I didn't want to just start grabbing vegetables."

"Then you're in luck," he grinned, "I'm somewhat of an expert. Try some blueberries, they're a superfood." He grabbed a package, placing them in his own cart. "They're on me today."

You tried to protest, but he wasn't having any of it. You made your way through checkout, paying the rest of your items before meeting back up with the man.

"Thank you," you told him, looking back up at his deep eyes. Pausing for a moment, you realized something. "I don't even know your name! How could I thank you for buying these before me without even learning your name?"

The man chuckled, extending his hand out to you.

"The name's Guy," he said loudly, shaking your hand. "Would it be crazy to ask for your name in return?"

You blushed as you grabbed his hand, his grip firm yet his hands soft.

"Y/n," you told him. He smiled.

"That's a beautiful name." His words did nothing to help calm the blush on your face. You were sure he knew exactly what he was doing to you based on the color of your cheeks alone. Suddenly Guy grew rather sheepish. "I know how this is going to sound, but would you want to come by my place sometime?"

Your eyes widened. After all this time wondering what this man was really like, he was just the type to invite you into bed with him immediately? Admittedly part of you was curious, but you weren't stupid.

"Excuse me?"

Now it was his turn to blush.

"Well I know how that sounds," Guy said quickly, trying to get his words out faster than he could think. "But I just meant to make you dinner. I could show you how to cook some vegetables so that they aren't all that bad."

Immediately you felt bad for assuming the worst, offering him a small smile.

"I would like that."

He smiled back at you. Guy gave you his address as the two of you decided on a time before parting ways. You couldn't help the giddy grin that covered your face as you walked home. Your date couldn't come fast enough.

---

In the days leading up to your date with Guy, it was all you could think about. You told yourself that was fine, since you were obsessing over him already. At least now you had a reason to.

The day was finally here, and as the hours ticked away you found yourself growing more nervous. Deciding what to wear was a challenge in itself. Did you want to try to dress up nicer, or would that be too much? Yet at the same time you worried dressing too casual would give him the idea that you weren't as interested as you were.

You tried on just about everything you owned, settling for a dress that made you feel pretty. It was fancy enough to make you feel like you were trying, but still casual enough that you would be comfortable.

You looked at the clock, seeing that you still had ample time before you needed to leave. Sitting down, your mind wandered. What would tonight be like?

in your mind you ran through a myriad of scenarios. If you didn't like the food he cooked, you would have to just stomach it and hope for the best. Based on what he told you at the store though, it seemed like he would know what he was doing. Still, you worried that something would go wrong.

Above all, there was a bigger question ringing out in your mind. Would he try to kiss you? And, would you want him to?

The seconds turned to minutes as you pondered, the minutes turning into hours until it was time to go. You collected your things, making sure to grab any and all essentials before you left. You had already told your friends who you would be with, going as far as to give them the address should anything go wrong. Guy seemed like such a nice guy, but you could never be too careful.

Locking the door to your apartment behind you, you set off. It was early in the evening, and the sun was just beginning to set in the sky. You were thankful you wouldn't have to walk in the dark. You knew there were plenty of shinobi around, hell, you were even meeting one right now. But even then you felt uncomfortable walking home alone at night, surrounded by darkness.

It was a shorter walk than you anticipated, and before you knew it you were at his place. Taking a deep breath, you reached up to knock on his door. It seemed like a nice enough part of town, and his place itself was well-kept especially considering how much time you were sure he spent on training.

You heard Guy's loud steps make their way to the doorway, pausing on the other side before the door swung open. His usual confident smile was on his face, but instead of moving his mouth into words he just looked at you. You felt yourself growing red under his gaze.

"Hello Guy," you said softly, looking up at him.

-

Guy had been making the same amount of preparations as you, if not even more. He planned the meal out carefully, even practicing it the night before to make sure it went well. He had spent more time than usual perfecting his hair, making sure not a single strand would be out of place. He had even thought of exactly what he wanted to say when he opened the door.

Hello Y/n, he would say as he smiled at you. You look more beautiful every time I see you.

Sure, it was more forward than he had been with you before. This was a date after all, and he wanted to make how he felt about you clear from the start.

That plan went right out the window when he saw you, your sundress captivating him. It looked so cute on you, and at the same time there was something about it that sent a wave of tingles between his legs. To put it simply, he was speechless.

He knew he should say something but he couldn't, enraptured by the way you looked in his doorway.

"Hello Guy," you said to him. That sweet voice of yours would drive him crazy someday, and he knew that. He loved hearing his name fall from your lips, hoping it would be far from the last time. Everything about you made him fall for you more.

Despite his thoughts about your voice, your words were enough to stir him to action himself.

"Hey," he said.

Really Guy? He thought to himself. You're the Blue Beast, a strong shinobi. And yet all you can say to a woman is 'hey'?

You giggled at him, and he felt a smile creep onto his face.

"It's good to see you again," he continued. He decided to dial back the forwardness, realizing he had already kept you waiting outside for too long in his daze. "Come on in."

-

You followed Guy into his home, taking in the delicious aroma filling the rooms.

"I don't know what you're making," you stated, "but it smells amazing."

Guy beamed with pride, ushering you over to the kitchen.

"It's my favorite." He told you. "A spicy, vegetable curry."

Thankfully, you didn't mind spicy. In fact, you enjoyed it. Your mouth watered, taking in the sight and smell of the food in front of you.

"Actually, it should be just about done." Said Guy, stirring it all for a final time before putting it onto beautiful dishes to serve.

He had already set the table, candles and all. He pulled the chair out for you, pushing you back in as if you weighed nothing. He sat across from you, and the way he smiled at you made you weak in the knees. It's a good thing you had already sat down.

You wasted no time, digging in. And it was delicious.

"Oh my god Guy," you said in near disbelief at how good it was. You could see his expression perk up. "This is amazing!"

"I'm glad you like it," he chuckles, eating his own.

The rest of the meal went off without a hitch. You talked about your job and his, bonding over your love for your respective students.

"Maybe sometime I can come watch one of your training sessions," you mentioned. "I would love to see you teach them."

Guy smiled, "I would love that." The sincerity in his tone took you by surprise. While you knew he was never joking with you, there was always some sort of bravado to his speech that now was missing.

You helped him clean up despite his protests. You told him that if he cooked, you would at least clean up. It was only fair, after all. You scrubbed the dishes, oblivious to the way Guy was looking at you.

He never would have admitted it to anyone but himself, but he was falling in love with you. He had no problem picturing a life with you. Coming up to you at the end of the day, sharing a meal together. He wanted everything that life would bring him.

"Well," you said, finishing up, "I should probably get going."

"Let me walk you," insisted Guy. "A lady such as yourself should never walk alone at night."

He offered his arm to you, and you accepted it with a shy smile. You could feel his prominent muscles under the fabric of his outfit, and you could feel your face growing warmer. You were thankful for the darkness for obscuring your face from him, hoping he couldn't tell.

He could tell.

As the two of you made your way back towards your own apartment he would flex his muscles every so often, loving the way your face would flush. A couple of times he timed it right so that you were speaking, making you stutter.

The walk ended much earlier than either of you would have liked it to. Suddenly your heart started racing. You could answer your questions from earlier clearly.

Would he try to kiss you?

You sure hoped so.

Would you want him to?

Definitely.

You paused in your doorway, letting go of Guy's arm. You looked up at him, flashing him a genuine smile.

"I had fun tonight."

He reciprocated your own expression with a smile of his own, "me too."

You both paused for what seemed like the longest second in the world. It was as if he was building up the courage to actually go through with what he wanted to. He cleared his throat.

"Y/n, may I kiss you?"

You nodded your head and he lowered his lips to yours slowly. As you pressed your own lips to his you couldn't help the gasp that escaped them.

That's a sound I'll keep replaying... thought Guy.

He pulled away sooner than you would have liked, but he was a gentleman.

"I'll see you soon." Guy ended his sentence with a wink, sauntering off as you went to go inside.

"I can't wait."

#guy x reader #guy sensei x reader #might guy x reader #might gai x reader #gai x reader #maito guy x reader #maito gai x reader #naruto x reader #naruto #naruto shippuden

[kakubun]

Seeing You In A Suit

Main 5 x Reader (seperate)

a/n: yeah i’m doing tpn fics now

comments are appreciated!!

Emma

“hey we’re matching!!”

you presented yourself to her, suave and classy and she was too, in her chic suit she ruffled when she completely knock you over in excitement 

she didn’t apologize since she was just too.. hyper!

she leaped up and down to see her crush dressed up that her enthusiasm  reached the ears of the others

“look at them! they’re so pretty, so attractive! so-” 

she couldn’t stop spouting so many compliments that everybody in the group couldn’t help laughing and slapping your back 

“you’re lucky to have a bumbling idiot as your love interest, she won’t stop chattering about you-” if ray would say it any louder, emma would’ve heard him so you quickly smacked a hand over ray’s mouth which he gasped in suprise

he shook off your hand and spat out curses under his breath due to the burn and norman moved next to you, also joining in on teasing you 

"aw come on, when are you going confess y/n?-" "norman!!"

while you argue with norman, emma blushed furiously and gushed uncontrollably that gilda had to calm her down

well she heard norman and if she stick the pieces together, it means you.. like her??!

you made her melt to the ground, dangg

please, just help her up

Ray

with one eyebrow raised, he smirked like the little brat he was (ugh i hate him/j)

"you look rather decent in a suit than your normal disheveled self-" oh what a liar he was with his cool facade,

because the second you turn around, he lets out a silent scream and rubbed his face like he could get the pink tint off his cheeks

it was a suprise to him because he never imagined you in a suit and the poor boy had to breathe in for finally seeing you in one

he couldn't brush it off easily since norman noticed it and subtly nudged him which ray quickly shut off all signs of flusteredness but he wasn't sleek enough since norman kind of shocked him

"y'know instead of snarky comments, you could just compliment y/n?" ray crossed his arms and pouted without even realizing, he hushed norman and murmured

norman couldn't hear him because he was ducking his head down and norman was rather impressed with how ray could easily shy away by seeing you in a suit

"in other words, compliment your crush, you might never know~" with that norman walked away, ray grumbled under his breath to how irritating this whole thing is

can he stop being embarassed?? you were just wearing a suit, nothing special..

but why was he so bothered? it racks his brain and he hated it so much

he eventually forgot about the rage he felt moments ago when you appeared and suddenly tugged on his sleeve to follow him and he absentmindedly followed, thinking of norman's words

maybe he will compliment you.. later

Norman

"oh, oh!"

he didn't realized for how long he was staring, if he didn't realized, his jaw would slowly drop to the ground

you have to admit, the dazed look that he had was the cutest look on his face

you clapped twice to gain his attention and smiled when he looked back after shuffling a bit with a burning sensation on his cheeks

"how do i look, norman?"

he stuttered out his response and to make him almost die of shock, you kissed his cheek to see how he reacted and ran

"hey y/n!!"

he looked like jello when you looked back

he called out to you but you cheekily ran to the girls to tell them what happened

he hid his crush on you well but times where you managed to make his heart jump is where it's already obvious that he has mutual liking with you

it's just that he never voices it out so you decide to finally confess in a sneaky (not really) way

it wasn't a straighforward confession but norman knew he would have a heart attack if it did happen and stupid butterflies in his stomach

you're gonna be the death of him, literally

Don

he had this crooked smile and immediately bathed you in praises

his heart was racing violently but he didn't miss with his sweet words and now you were the one all nervy, he could make you scream with how adorable he was being

and it was time he had to confess to you

but both of you idiots had the same idea so you both cross each other when telling about your feelings

you both couldn't hear the others bursting in laughter because you both couldn't believe that you actually like each other

he lightened up and immediately began twirling you around happily, grateful that his crush liked him

if not, that would be embarassing for him and he died inside thinking about that eventhough you were holding onto each other

Gilda 

poor gilda

her face was all red and she was twitchy and moved around a lot

you were across the room and you looked so..

she couldn't countinue those thoughts because she might've fainted onto emma who shook her in panic

but after that whole mess, you and gilda sat next to each other and had a normal conversation which she struggled to keep up with because just one little thing that you do with yourself that has her shaking

like when you loosened your tie, pushing your hair back and have that sly smirk on your face, oh you were planning her funeral (get her some nice flowers btw)

"can i just say this, y/n?"

it made you perk up and you leaned towards her with your hands under your chin with your elbows poking your lap, you held in your breath with what she had to say

the change from smug to puppy dog eyes was really fast

"i like you y/n, i really do. n-now um please stop teasing me, it's uh-"

it made you chuckle, goddamn she was cute when she blushed

you had to hug her for every bit of suffering you gave her, patting her back and whispering sweet nothings in her ear

"i love you too, gilda.."

(you better hug her properly >:((()

#tpn #tpn gilda #tpn norman #tpn x reader #the promised neverland #the promised neverland x reader #tpn emma #tpn ray #tpn don #norman x reader #ray x reader #gilda x reader #don x reader #emma x reader

[egg-on-the-run]

Massage

The turtle's s/o is exhausted, they help make things better with a massage.

(she/her pronouns used)

Leonardo

She's already asleep in his bed when he comes home from patrol. Usually she waits for him on the couch, even when she was tired, but Splinter had specifically told him she was already asleep, warned him to do his best not to wake her up.

She must be exhausted.

He tiptoes in as quietly as he could after his shower, spots her lying flat on his bed: not tucked in, just lying atop his blankets on her stomach. She had been too tired to lift the sheets.

He can see how tense she is, can see the way how even in her sleep her shoulders still rise to her ears, how her finger twitches with an anxious need to keep moving. Her face scrunched up slightly, adorable, but he would rather it be relaxed and soft.

He's careful and slow moving her onto the bed properly, still not setting her under the covers just yet. He's even more careful when he straddles her legs, keeps his weight off them almost entirely. His hands start at her lower back, kneading into her very softly.

She jolts and eyes snap open, "What are you doing?"

"I uh, I was giving you a massage, you look tense, even in your sleep."

"Oh," She relaxes, "You're an angel, just scared me a little." Her head hits the pillow again, already drifting off.

He tries once more, hands softly pressing into her lower back. She lets out a breath of air, sinking further into the mattress. He continues, travelling further up her spine. Usually he hates the sound of bones cracking (all of his brothers teased him constantly about it), but tonight he was quite happy to hear little pops coming from her spine. He especially didn't mind when she gave a little moan afterwards.

His hands travel further up towards her shoulders, kneading and rolling his wrists into the dozens of knots in her back. Her shoulders were so tense that she whined whenever he was too rough. He had to be gentle, working them out slowly.

By the time he was finished, she was sleepily trying to reach his hand with her eyes closed.

"Cuddle me," She mumbled as she found his hand, "Pretty please? I've got tomorrow off."

"Of course," He replied, moving to help her under the sheets, "That was the plan anyway."

He pulled her tight against his chest, hearing her bones crack once more as she melted like putty in his hands. He kissed her forehead.

"Thank god you've got tomorrow off, I'll let you sleep in as long as you want." He sighed, relaxing himself, "I'll make sure the lair is quiet."

She didn't hear a word of what he said, she was already fast asleep.

Raphael

Raphael was the king of tension. He wasn't like Michelangelo where little bothered him, or like Donatello who had those random self care days, or even like Leonardo who learned to de-stress through meditation. Oh no, Raphael carried tension like a mother with a clingy child: pulling on his shoulders, weighing him down and making him irritated.

It came with the whole anger thing.

So there have been countless times where she has used her knuckles to work the knots out of his shoulders. It was no easy task, especially when she had to use most of her body weight to actually get through each and every knot.

But she'd do it a hundred times more if he needed her to, and Raphael knew that, knew it all to well.

So when he sees her already grumbling to herself at the latest email that just came through to her laptop, when he see her shoulders rising to her ears in frustration and hands balling into fists, he knew he had to do the same thing for her as she had done countless times for him.

She jumps when he first puts his hands on her shoulders, but recognises the warm touch shortly after.

"What are you doing?" She asked, one hand reaching up to rest on top of his, she kept her attention glued to her screen, "I have a lot of work to do, Raphie."

"I know," He said, beginning to knead into her shoulders, "Just a massage, you look stressed."

"Oh with that lovely email, I am more than stressed."

She's always had a sharp tongue, never directed it to him (never intentionally) but he knows her patience is wearing thin and work certainly wasn't helping. He thought about taking his hands away entirely, not wanting to pester her; but she ran her thumb across his hand, typed with only one set of fingers, and Raphael remembered how often she did this for him when his patience was thinner than a piece of paper.

He pressed his hands into her shoulders again, watched as her head leaned back and body moved with his hands. He knew the feeling, when the knots were so tight they just hurt. He continued to work his hands into her shoulders, and slowly it seemed to stop hurting and the tension started to melt away. She closed her eyes, pushed her laptop away from her and just let herself be for a moment.

"Those big ol' hands of yours," She said, voice more like a breath, "So gentle with me."

"Not like you, using your damn elbows to get the knots out."

"But does it work?" She laughed.

He chuckled, "Of course it works, you're the best at this."

"Oh I dunno, you might give me a run for my money, this feels like heaven right now." Her head rolled to the side, turning slightly to kiss his hand, "Take me to bed Raphie, please."

With one final squeeze he let go, moving his arms to wrap around her waist and carry her to bed. Work wasn't important, this was.

Donatello

The lair was far too noisy, Donatello's lab was far too bright. Everything was just too much, all at once. Even as she sat on his desk, the reflection of his computer in his glasses from behind her was glaring into her eyes. He sat between her legs, arms around her waist and rambling about — god, she didn't even know at this point. She'd spaced out long ago, too overwhelmed to even try and catch up.

He moved his head at he spoke, Donatello was always an expressive fellow, and the light bounced off his glasses right into her eyes. She squinted, scrunched her entire face up and groaned.

"You have a migraine," He said plainly, "I have some painkillers in my drawer—"

"I took some earlier, they just haven't kicked in yet." She frowned.

She looked in pain, Donatello hated to see her like this, hated when there wasn't anything he could do.

He reached up and cupped her face, "Have you had enough water today?"

"Yeah," She mumbled, "Been using that new water bottle I got."

"When did you last eat?"

"Went out for dinner with some coworkers."

Donnie hummed, not knowing what else could cause her such a migraine. They usually had a reason behind them, she didn't usually just get them randomly. He wondered if she'd be on her phone too much, not to sound like Splinter, but she's been talking to him for the past hour or so, her eyes should have rested by now.

She pushed her cheek into his hand, letting his hand squish the chub on her face. Donatello squeezed gently, rubbing her cheeks in a circular motion.

"What are you doing?" She asked, voice muffled by his hands.

"Massaging your face," He replied, moving to knead her cheekbones with his thumbs, "Maybe it's tension that's brought this on."

"Maybe..."

He moved his thumbs over the bridge of her nose and followed the shape of her eyebrows, he repeated the action a few times before gently rubbing her temples.

"You're really good at this..." She murmured, eyes closed and jaw slack. Her face was no long scrunched up, but instead so completely relaxed she looked as though she was already asleep. Donatello persisted, using his thumbs to move the tension away from her face. His hands moved to her hair, grasping tightly and then releasing, he tickled his fingers through her locks: slowly so as not to pull on any tangles.

By the time he'd moved back to her jaw, he was pretty sure she'd fallen asleep where she sat. He smiled softly at her, kissed her forehead, and carried her off to bed.

He needed an early night as well.

Michelangelo

She had been on her feet all day, running errands for a coworker who had recently hurt their leg. Said coworker was fine, and would be perfectly capable of putting of such errands until their leg was better (really, Mikey huffed, using his girlfriend like a servant). But she could never just say no, and even after she'd ran around the city collecting bits and bops, dropping off items and buying groceries, her coworker hadn't even offered her so much as a sit down before he not-so-subtly led her out of his apartment.

So she came stumbling to the lair, exhausted and drained beyond compare and ready to collapse but still so eager to see her darling Mikey. He was in the shower when she arrived, she knew because Raphael told her, and because she could hear his singing before she'd even arrived.

She dragged herself to his bed, kicking her shoes off and not even caring where she left them. She collapsed to her knees before she could crawl under the blankets, lying surprisingly comfortably on the floor.

"Hey, hey angel! What are you doing down here?" Mikey's cheerful voice woke her up, along with a little shake of her shoulder. "We snoozing on the floor now?"

"So tired..." She mumbled, eyes fluttering closed, "Carry me to bed."

"No problem, the whole five feet distance it is." Mikey chuckled. He picked her up, sliding her onto his bed, careful not to bump her head on Raphael's top bunk. "All those errands huh? Guy owes you a thanks at least."

"Jackass kicked me out before I could even sit down at his place," She glared at the mattress above her, "So rude."

"Uh, totes rude? My girl did all that for him and he doesn't even let you sit down? Jackass is a very nice way to describe him." Mikey smiled at her, "Your poor little feet must be sore after all that running around."

"I think my ankles are swollen."

"Just a little." He teased, moving to sit between her legs. He took one of her legs and squeezed firmly along her calves. His hands slid down to her ankles and he frowned: they were slightly swollen, he had only been joking but turns out he was right. He rolled her ankle for her, moved her foot so that it pointed and then helped stretch her heel. He squeezed her calf one more time before moving on to her other leg.

"You're so sweet," She babbled, "Thank you for taking care of me."

"No problem babe, somebody has to," He laughed, "And it's not hard work."

She smiled at him, eyes struggling to stay open. He smiled back at her, not that she could see him, and softly told her to go to sleep; he'd take care of her.

#this post was made by: someone who wants to be held #this post was also made by: someone who hates proof reading sorry #tmnt #tmnt x reader #tmnt x female reader #tmnt bayverse #bayverse x reader #tmnt leo #tmnt raph #tmnt donnie #tmnt mikey #tmnt leo x reader #tmnt raph x reader #tmnt donnie x reader #tmnt mikey x reader #tmnt leonardo #tmnt raphael #tmnt donatello #tmnt michelangelo #tmnt 2014 #tmnt 2016 #tmnt 2k14 #tmnt 2k16 #female reader #title: massage

[mingiswow]

SKZ | They comfort you after a nightmare

Genre: Angst, fluff, slice of life

Warnings: mentions of cheating, death, and kidnapping, some curse words probably, some of the boys are older in their reactions. If I forgot anything let me know

⚠ English is not my first language, so sorry if there's any mistake, corrections are always welcomed.

➥ chan

It was rare the occasions where you went to the dorm, it was usually Chan who went to your house. Right then you were currently laid on the sofa of his studio, sleeping while he finished some songs. You started sweating, your body moving around uncomfortably, your breathing becoming erratic. “Y/N? Y/N! Babe… wake up. Babe, wake up!” your boyfriend started to shake you lightly, waking you up from the nightmare.

You looked around, grounding yourself and realizing where you were. Immediately you hugged the man in front of you. “Had a nightmare?”.

“You had left me because I was a waste of your time and you told me I was not good enough for you” you answered, not taking your head from his neck, a few tears leaving your eyes. “Hey! Don’t you dare think I’ll ever say those things to you! To think I’d think like that, okay? You are the most precious person in my life. Hell! I’d die to ever think about hurting you” his calloused thumb ever so gently caressing your cheek, wiping your tears.

You nodded. Kissing his lips. “C’mon. Let’s go home, aight? I’ll tuck us like a burrito and cuddle you all night and tell you how much I love you”.

“You’re cringe, Bang Chan”

“But you love me like that”.

➥ lee know

You couldn’t believe your eyes. It was him. It was your boyfriend kissing another girl right in front of you. You didn’t have a reaction, all you could do was cry. You fell to your knees, tears falling heavily from your eyes. Suddenly a hole opened on your feet and you fell into it like Alice fell into the rabbit hole.

Your body jolted from the bed, a silent scream leaving your mouth. “Y/N? Are you okay?” the raspy morning voice from your boyfriend sounded beside you, his hand caressing your back. “Did you have a nightmare?”

“You were cheating on me” you turned to look at him, his shirtless frame still lazily laid on the bed, a lazy smile on his lips. “You’re so cute when you’re pouty, you know?” he pulled you back on the bed, caging you on his arms, the warmth of his body soothing your own. “I love you, Y/N. Cheating you is the last thing I'd do to you. Now go back to sleep, and have wet dreams with me”.

“Lino-yah!” he giggled at your blushed form, kissing your lips before, bringing you back to his chest, and playing with your hair until you fell asleep.

➥ changbin

The warmth of his hand felt so comfortable against your cold ones. The snow was falling from the sky while you and your boyfriend decided to take a walk since everyone was in the comfort of their home, no one would see you.

But just as you turned a corner there they were, the paparazzi, the fansites, seasangs. Everyone was taking pictures of you two. Flashes got mixed with screams and you could barely see anything in front of you. You started calling your boyfriend’s name but with no answer.

And then you were naked. Naked in the cold winter air while everyone took pictures and laughed at you. “Changbin! Changbin! Changbin! CHANGBIN!”

“Babe… wake up. Y/N, love. I’m here. I’m here” the scene suddenly started to fade in your mind and you got back to your bedroom. The dim light coming from the bedside lamp barely illuminating your boyfriend, his broad silhouette being distinguished before he engulfed you in a hug. "’s okay. I’m here now, I’m not going anywhere”.

“They caught us, they were taking pictures” you whispered on his chest, feeling the way his body hugged you. “I don’t want to lose you” you felt his fingers start to caress your hair, giving you warmth and reassurance.

“Sh… You won’t lose me, okay? I’m here with you, no one will get us. And if they get I don’t fucking care. You’re my girlfriend and I love you. ‘Kay?” you nodded, laying your head on the pillow again, Changbin spooning you. “I love you too, Bin”

➥ Hyunjin

You fell asleep while watching your boyfriend practice the dance routine over and over again, the sound of his shoes rubbing and stepping on the floor flooding your ears and intoxicating your brains. The sound kept getting louder and louder as you opened your eyes and a giant version of your boyfriend was destroying the town with his dance moves.

You started to scream his name, trying to get his attention with no success. You decided the best way was to approach him like Ann Darrow did with King Kong. But when you tried to get to him, his left foot raised in the air and stepped on you, squashing you like in the cartoons.

“AAAAAAAHHHHHH” you lifted your head fast from the ground, hitting Hyunjin’s head.

“Ouch!” he rubbed his head laughing a little bit. “Please don’t try to kill me, I’m just trying to help you here” he looked at you, a playful smile on his lips. “You just took a nap and had a nightmare?” you nodded.

“You had transformed into this giant dancer that was destroying the town and squished me dead” he laughed at your pout. “Ok, Let’s go home miss damsel in distress. It’s getting late anyway” he helped you to get up from the floor, giving him a hug and a peck on his nose.

“For a giant, you are pretty cute and soft” he laughed at your comment, shaking his head and grabbing his stuff.

➥ Jisung

“I CAN’T BELIEVE YOU DID THAT! YOU ARE SO STUPID, Y/N!”

“I didn't do anything” you started crying, still not knowing why he was screaming at you. “Please tell me what I did. I…”

“Stop playing dumb! You know what you did!” Jisung kept screaming at you while your tears kept falling from your eyes, a pool starting to form on your feet. In mere seconds you were drowning in your own tears, the air becoming scarce as you forgot how to breathe.

You woke up scared, shaking, crying, barely breathing. You looked at the empty spot in your shared bed, the fear starting to build in your chest again. Slowly you got out of bed, searching for your boyfriend and finding him in the kitchen, sneakily eating ice cream. “Oh… Hi babes” the guilty smile on his lips made you breathe more normally, you weren’t stuck in your nightmare anymore. “You okay?” he asked, handing you another spoon so you could join him.

“Had a nightmare. You were screaming with me and calling me names” you put the spoon in your mouth, pouting as you spoke and ate. “When I woke up you weren’t there. Got scared” he grabbed your cheeks and kissed your lips and forehead, wrapping you in a hug after.

“Sorry I wasn’t there, I woke up craving some ice cream” he laughed at himself. “But I’m here now, and I’ll never call you anything but sweet and cheesy words of love, ok?” you nodded, scenting his cologne on his neck. “Want more ice cream or cuddles to sleep?”

“Cuddles” you answered, smiling at him once you left his neck. “Your wish is my command ma’am” he hugged you from behind, guiding you two back to the bedroom between giggles and laughs.

➥ felix

“Y/N! Wake up. Are you listening?” your eyes widened open when you heard your husband’s voice. “It’s okay. I got you” he hugged you tight, caressing your back. “It’s just a nightmare, it’s normal”

“I was so scared it was real” you cried on his chest. The pregnancy screwing with your hormones. “They had taken the baby from us. They had stolen from us” the tears kept staining his pajama shirt. “Sh… Y/N, the baby is here, no one will take them from us” he left your embrace and held your face.

Wiping away your tears, he kissed you gently, his hands caressing the little bump starting to grow in your belly. “It was just a nightmare. They are right here, inside your beautiful body, full of love from their mommy and daddy, ok?” you nodded, looking at his hand. “I love you” he kissed your lips “this is our little family”.

You nodded, the sad tears turning into happy ones with the amount of love and joy your husband gave to you. “I love you too, Lixie”.

➥ seungmin

You ran like your life depended on it. Because it did. You screamed for Seungmin as you tried to run away from your evil clone, the wicked face looked so much like you but at the same time so different. You stopped suddenly when you hit on something.

“Oh thank God it’s you Seugmin! Please tak- AHHHHHHHHHHHHH” you screamed at the top of your lungs when you felt him hit your chest with a knife.

“Y/N! What happened?” the boy by your side woke up with your scream, scared something bad might have happened to you.

“We shouldn’t have watched that movie” you hid your face in his neck, hugging his body and crying a little while he giggled at you. “Stop! It was scary! I was trying to get me and you were the one who hurt me” you pouted looking at the man, trying to do a puppy face.

“I told you we should not watch horror movies, you always get scared” he patted your head, kissing the top of it before bringing you both back to your lying position, hugging you tight to his chest. “And if I dare to hurt you one day, I will let you take revenge”.

➥ jeongin

You looked over at the people at your wedding reception, everyone having fun on the dance floor, your feet too hurt to actually move any longer. You watched as yours and Jeongin’s family got along, smiling at yourself for being so lucky.

Then your eyes landed on your now-husband and how he happily spoke to one of your cousins when he whispered in her ear, the woman giggling and nodding, her hands lingering a little too long on his arms, her long nails almost entering the fabric as she squeezed the place.

Tears started to fall from your eyes as you watched the scene unfold in front of your eyes and then you started running away from the place, from everyone. You could only hear the faint screams of your name by your husband. “Y/N! Y/N! Y/N! WAKE UP!”

Your eyes finally shot open, the place slowly starting to be visible in silhouettes by your eyes, the darkness of your bedroom embracing you. “Are you okay, sweetie?” the voice of your fiance sounding worried by your side. “Did you have a nightmare?” you nodded and hugged him.

“You and my cousin were flirting at our wedding and… and” you hiccuped the words as he soothed you.

“Y/N, I’d never do that. Do you hear me? You are my best friend, my lover, my partner,ever and the love of my life. I would never even do anything like that to hurt you”

“Promise?” you looked at him, not much being visible in the darkness. He nodded, whispering a soft promise against your lips, making your worries go away.

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