#i always do this! its like 'oh i have to wake up early tomorrow! lets not sleep at all! im feeling so creative!'

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

heya, i have to wake up in three hours but! here's another lil human au snippet! ft. lightly implied Laughingstock! disclaimer i am so so tired so don't come at me for typos or strangely worded sentences or missing info <3

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Before heading home, Eddie swings by a charming little store he’s been to once or twice before. He usually goes to the chain store by his house, but he doesn’t feel like dealing with the hustle and bustle and the endless aisles. This little store is quiet, nice, and strangely has everything anyone could need. 

The lot is mostly empty at this hour, so Eddie claims a spot right at the front. As with the other times, the windows are littered with displays and stickers - half off on this, sale on that. Eddie enters Howdy’s Place with the chime of the door’s shopkeeper’s bell. He’ll get what he needs and get out, quick and easy and peacefu-

Boisterous laughter slams into Eddie like a hammer, so sudden that he jumps in place. An employee stocking cans nearby glances weirdly at him. Eddie clears his throat and hurries into the nearest aisle as the laughter tapers off. The silence barely lasts a second before loud chatter starts up. It’s too fast and muffled for Eddie to understand, but he can pick out two distinct voices - one deep, one less so but still decidedly masculine. 

Eddie tries to tune it out as he gathers what he needs. Toothpaste, some paper towels, shampoo. For the hell of it, he nabs a box of classic bran muffins from the spacious food section. He lingers for a moment, enjoying how far-away the conversation seems at the other corner of the store. Unfortunately, theft is illegal, so Eddie is forced to move towards the noise.

A strange thing about the store - it’s a combination general store, antique shop, and diner, complete with a miniature gift shop separating the two. One long checkout counter stretches from the open store area, behind the gift shop, and into the diner, where the conversation is coming from. An interesting setup, but an understandable one. It allows anyone behind the counter to move fluidly between customers and sections.

As Eddie approaches, the conversation becomes slightly clearer. 

“-said, no wonder you didn’t get her number!” the deeper voice barks, and the two dissolve into that almost-too-loud laughter again. 

As it tapers off, the other voice says, “Sounds like a real charmer! But really, you oughta be careful, Barn. One of these days someone’s gonna throw a right hook at ya.”

Eddie’s eyebrows shoot up. A transatlantic accent? He hasn’t heard that anywhere outside of real old movies and a queen he once knew. It sounds natural too, like the man was born to sound like he belongs on a 1920s radio show. It nudges something in the back of Eddie’s mind. He’s started to get really sick of that nudge.

“Oh, this guy did.”

“No kidding? I don’t see a shiner.”

“Well, yeah. I went left.”

Both of them laugh again, and Eddie feels a tiny tug at the corner of his mouth. That wasn’t funny enough to garner an actual laugh in his opinion, but it wasn’t unfunny. 

Eddie steps up to the counter and quietly puts his acquired items on it, not wanting to interrupt. He chances a glance to the side - walking space in front of the counter’s length lets him see right down into the diner.

A large man with dyed-blue hair and an interesting fashion sense is at the bar, talking to an employee leaning against the other side. The employee doesn’t really catch Eddie’s gaze, but the other man… Eddie swears he’s seen him before. He studies him from the corner of his eye, not wanting to be rude but unable to mind his business. 

“Our bouncer didn’t even get a chance at the action - the idiot knocked himself out tryin’ a second swing!” The customer says. His deep voice, wavering with humor, only adds to the sense of familiarity. Metal glints in his right ear. Eddie knows this man from somewhere.

The employee shakes his head, tutting. His busy hands polish a vintage pitcher. “I swear, you get all the crazies.”

“Makes for a good story, though.” The customer takes a sip from his tall milkshake and scoffs. “Though if it wasn’t all well-ending, amusing bull, I doubt I’d be so tolerant.”

Minutes drag by as the two keep talking. Eddie goes from patiently waiting to awkwardly trying to get the employees attention. If only there was someone else behind the counter, but the only other staff member is elsewhere, likely still stocking shelves. 

The two men are too absorbed in their little world, even though both are facing Eddie’s way. The customer has both elbows on the counter, one of them bent to prop up his chin. The employee has his hip leaned against the edge as they chat. They’re obviously very familiar with each other, and clearly deeply enjoy each other's company. 

Still - and Eddie is sorry to say, but it’s bad customer service. He’s not in a rush, but he’d still like to be on his way home. He could be fishing out the complex keys right now. He checks his phone - he’s been here for nearly fifteen minutes. Picking out the items took less than five. 

Eddie sighs, staring at the various cigarette packs displayed behind the counter. He’s never seen the appeal in smoking, but as the laughter starts up again, he almost wishes he did. He’s going to treat himself to a very long shower once he gets home. 

The store’s other employee walks behind the counter, carrying a box. Eddie lights up. Finally - she pointedly clears her throat and heads into the back. 

The constant conversation stalls for the barest moment, and he looks over. The customer grins at him for a second - lord he’s handsome - before turning that grin towards his friend.

“You’re losin’ your touch, Howds,” he teases, bringing his shake straw to his lips.

“I resent that statement. You’re just distracting.”

“Lil’ me? Distracting? C’mon, you can just tell me I’m pretty to my face. I’ll take it like a champ, I swear!”

“Ha, good try.” The employee sets the pitcher down and starts to mosey in Eddie’s direction. “Your ego is big enough for the both of us as is. One more compliment and your head’ll pop like a balloon.”

“Well, given that most balloons don’t really pop, they just kinda deflate slowly-”

“Sorry for the wait!” the employee says loudly in a glaringly obvious customer service tone. He stops in front of Eddie with a cardboard smile. At the other end of the counter, the familiar man snickers and hides his grin behind his drink. “I trust you found everything you did - and didn’t! - need.”

Eddie just stares up at him for a moment. At six-one, Eddie hasn’t felt small in a very long time. He usually stands at least a full inch above other people. This employee - Howdy, his name tag states - has several more on him.

“Uh, y-yes, I uh, I did,” Eddie stammers, glancing at his items. 

“Wonderful! And again, my sincerest apologies for the delay. My friend makes a game out of keeping me from my job.” Howdy shoots his ‘friend’ a glare with enough heat in it to make an ice cube sweat. 

“No worries.”

Howdy scans the items at an almost frightening speed. Beep, into a paper bag. Beep, in. Beep, beep - “Oh, no.”

“What?” Eddie says, dread plucking at his ribs as Howdy holds the bran muffins and shakes his head. “Is there somethin’ wrong?”

“Indeed there is! You’re making a mistake with these. They’re absolutely horrible, I tell ya - and bad for you, too!” Howdy tuts and puts the box to the side. “No, no, you don’t want those.”

“I… don’t?”

“Not if you knew better! Lucky for you, I’m here to set you straight. What you need is-” he snaps his fingers, “Barnaby, be a pal and-”

“Already on it,” ‘Barnaby’ says, appearing next to Eddie.

If Eddie weren’t already paralyzed, he’d jump right out of his skin from how Barnaby towers over him. He has to be a scant inch or so shorter than Howdy, but he still makes Eddie feel tiny. Unfortunately, Barnaby is even more handsome up close. 

“Here ya go.” Barnaby hands a plastic container to Howdy and taps it, smiling lazily down at Eddie. “I’d take his advice on this one. Those bran-named muffins may sound fancy, but they’re pretty crumby! You want muffins of quality. Real breadwinners!

Eddie can’t help a soft laugh. “Breadwinners, heh, that’s a good one.”

“Are you selling these or am I?” Howdy says, raising a bushy eyebrow. 

“Hey, I’m just doin’ what you asked! I’m bein’ a pal.”

“And I - I’m sorry," Eddie interjects, "but you’re awfully familiar. Do I know you from somewhere?”

“Eh, I’ve been around, but uh… you ever been to [INSERT GAY BAR NAME HERE]?”

Howdy clears his throat. “I’m trying to make a sale here, Barn. You can flirt on your own dime when you’re not costing me mine.”

“Didja know your nose gets redder when you’re jealous?”

Howdy rolls his eyes and shoves Barnaby in the diner’s direction. Barnaby goes with a hearty snicker. Despite the joke, Eddie thinks it has some merit as Howdy scans the final item and rings him up, considerably frostier than before.

Belatedly, Eddie realizes that he didn’t actually agree to the different muffins. Too late now. “Say, what kind of muffins are those?”

“Poppyseed-lemon.”

Eddie relaxes - that is a lot better than boring bran. “Y’know, my mother loved poppyseed-lemon muffins.”

“Did she now,” Howdy drawls.

“Like you wouldn’t believe! If baking was so much as mentioned, she’d jump right on houndin’ us to whip some up for her, or send us to go buy some. We’d never even get a taste! They’d be gone the moment they hit the air, I tell ya.” Eddie chuckles. “Took me a while to understand what all the fuss is about, but man was she right. They are good!”

“Uh-huh. Well, we have a fresh batch delivered every morning. They’re not the same type every time, mind you, but I can promise that they’re all of the highest quality.”

“Breadwinners, right?” Eddie jokes. Howdy doesn’t blink, but Barnaby snorts. He’ll take it. “I might have to come by more often, if that’s the case! Thank you kindly, sir.”

“Mhm, have a good day.” Howdy hands him the bag and strides away without a glance. The dismissal is clear as day. “Say, Barn, did you hear about the racket one of those cult crackpots stirred up at our dear friend’s tearoom?”

Eddie doesn’t catch the tail-end of the sentence as he hurries away, but he frowns. Cult? What cult? There’s a cult? He certainly didn’t hear of one before moving here, and none of his background checks had turned up anything of the sort. He hopes it was just a figure of speech. 

The door chimes again as Eddie leaves. It isn’t until he’s in his car that the embarrassment of that whole exchange catches up with him. If he had a nickel for every time he’d made a fool of himself in front of a gorgeous, strangely familiar man, he’d have three nickels. At the rate he’s going, he’ll either be rich, or he’ll have to move. 

Eddie subtly tries to peek around the store’s window displays from the safety of his car. He catches a scant glimpse of blue hair - come to think of it, it’s a similar shade to Wally’s. But where Wally’s had, to Eddie’s memory, been uniformly dyed right down to his eyebrows, Barnaby’s rich brown roots were obvious. His beard and eyebrows weren’t dyed, either. 

As Eddie relaxes back into his seat, he re-reads at the store’s name. The color drains from his face and he barely restrains himself from slamming his forehead against the steering wheel.

Oh, of course. Of course he made a fool of himself in front of the owner. Eddie can never come back here again. And it was such a nice store…

#wait wym this is almost 2k words what the Fuck! #ok! the writing gods blessed me tonight i guess! #anyway slight context - #in my mind there's a whole Plot and stuff for this au #where it starts off with eddie running into The Group™️ and meeting them mostly separately #before they all meet up and go 'hey yeah you guys ran into eddie from high school too? cool. he's ours now' #and forcibly drag eddie into their little Circle #wh modern human au #snippets from the bog #also sorry about the [INSERT GAY BAR NAME HERE] lmfao i cant come up with one atm #i want it to be wh-related and Clever #but i am not very clever on a good day and this has been a bad one! and again! im tired! #i. dont know how to tag this. whatever! if you see it you see it! #ok im going to sleep. for a whopping three hours before my alarm goes off. *less than three. Sigh. #i always do this! its like 'oh i have to wake up early tomorrow! lets not sleep at all! im feeling so creative!' #gonna go think about this au's laughingstock as i drift to sleep #FOR THREE. HOURS. #have i mentioned the three hours????

[angelltheninth]

Arcane Characters Being Your Co-Workers

Pairing: Jinx, Vi, Caitlyn, Ekko, Vander, Silco, Sevika, Viktor, Jayce, Mel x Reader

Tags: fluff, developing relationship, co-workers, flirting, teasing, eating together, cuddles, kissing

A/N: I really hope we hear some Arcane news soon cause I am really, really itching to see these characters again.

Jinx almost never leaves you alone while you're working. She likes poking at you, taking your tools away and then kissing you, both on the cheek and on the lips.

The only time she's calm is when she herself is working away on her gadgets. Even then there's always music in the background, her humming and small sounds of sparks and buzzing. She can sometimes stay in her lab very late but that's why she has a comfy couch there to cuddle on.

"If ya want this back sugar you're gonna have ta give me some sugar. Oh come on, I know ya can do better then that, lay one on me. Or maybe ya'd rather stop working for a bit and move this to the couch? Just to warm ya we're gonna have to pull extra hours."

Vi finds it a bit hard to focus on work at first. He's pretty restless when she works so she needs to keep moving constantly. If she doesn't then she'll walk right over to you and start kissing your neck, that's more fun.

Can stay up longer if she needs to, she always likes walking you home, its one of her favorite things about the two of you working together. If you're both really tired you'll let her sleep over at your place, or she's just saying that as an excuse. After all you're both going to the same place tomorrow and she always waits for you.

"Yeah, I am bored, aren't you? Why do this paperwork when we could be out there putting the hurt on the bad guys. Come on sweet stuff, I know you're hungry for some action too. Or is it... a different kind of action. If you lock that door we could... ouch! Alright, sheesh, I'm joking! Or am I?"

Caitlyn is fully focused on her work, there's very little that can break her concentration and drive once she gets started. She can sometimes get too into her work, almost forgetting you're there.

Knows she should do better but she just can't help herself, she would rather get the work out of the way as fast as possible and then spend the rest of the day with you. She trusts you to tell her when she's going overboard as she has gotten herself sick before due to working too much.

"Just a bit more and I'm done darling. I have a surprise for us tonight, so be patient. Looking at me like that won't get me to talk, you should know this by now. A trade? What kind of trade? Just one kiss? Oh, darling, my secrets are worth much more then that."

Ekko manages his work time really well, and in turn yours. He always makes sure you both have a lot of breaks and enough time to properly eat your lunches and of course some time away for kissing.

Might get a bit distracting working with him when he's covered in grime and oil but he wants to keep you focused on the work. At least for now, you can have plenty of fun later. Loves to cuddle by the window and observe the on goings in the hideout to take his mind off work.

"Break time Firefly! You're gonna work yourself into an early grave if you keep this up. Oh yeah? And if I say you need to stop? I'm not afraid to tear you away from the desk you know. If I can catch you? Hah, doesn't that defeat the point? H-hey, don't just kiss me and run!"

Vander wakes up early, earlier then anyone and open the Last Drop for business. Everyone already knows it opens early so its a rush from early hours of the morning all the way into the night.

Flirty when you're really close to him, leaning over the bar or telling him what drinks need to be made. In general though he likes to keep things professional, as much as he can with his friends teasing him about paying you in many different ways.

"Pay them no mind darlin' they're just being jealous of us. To tell you the truth I don't know which one of us. Don't worry, we can close up early and then I'll take you out to dinner, no kids this time, just you and me. Yeah I mean it this time! I do! They're not gonna follow us this time!"

Silco has a lot of work to do day in and day out so having someone working together with him takes a real load off his shoulders. Not to metion that its a lot more fun to have a pretty face in the office, despite the distractions it might cause.

Pulls you by the wrist and kisses your cheek when you do well or bring him coffee. It took a while for him to get used to having someone to actually work with on equal footing but he can't deny how nice its been too. He wouldn't trade you being here for the world.

"Thank you for the warm coffee darling, it really hits the spot. Did you take some for yourself? You can have a sip of mine then. Oh! Hold on, you've got a little- Hahaha, what's wrong? I thought you liked my fingers."

Sevika hated having you dragging along at first. She works best when she's on her own, with no one weighing her down. She wasn't sure she could trust you to watch her back at first but after seeing you punch out a few people she offered to buy you a drink.

It kind of went from there, she started bringing you along for more jobs and putting more trust in you. Kissed you on impulse when she was out with you and luckily for her you kissed back, otherwise the work dynamic would have gotten real messed up, now its just gonna be more fun.

"Care to make a bet with me sweet thing? Let's see who can take out more of these losers today. You win, you get a kiss from me. I win and I get a kiss from you. Sounds like a good deal to right? Ugh, if you get flustered that easily you're gonna end up losing."

Viktor gets even more serious then usual when he's working. Luckily the two of you are in perfect sync and manage to get things done in a timely manner, which then lets you leave a little bit early.

In the past Viktor was very well known for spending nights at the lab but lately, since getting into a relationship with you, he's developed a healthier working schedule. Loves it when he's looking at the board and walk up behind him and casually hug him around his shoulders. He leans closer so that you can kiss him and then goes back to thinking.

"Be done soon darling, then we can go home. We can pick up some food on the way since we both skipped lunch today. Maybe we can take turns making homemade meals? Sure, we can cook together, I find that I work much better with you by my side anyway."

Jayce sometimes teases you while at work but most of the time he does keep his focus. There have been occasions where he pulls you in his lap saying it helps his concentration but you really doubt that because it always seems to do the exact opposite.

Loves eating lunch with you and taking little walks as breaks and fresh air. He started getting desk neat instead of notes and books being scattered around everywhere to make it easier for the two of you to coordinate with each other. Otherwise his work place can get quite messy which you have teased him about before.

"Made some food for us today babe. Almost burned it but this time I was watching it closely. I also made sure that the notes I took last night are... well... readable. Sorry about just unloading on you like that last time. Wha- Why are you laughing? Unloading? What's so funn- Oh. Uhm. Not like that, I'm not sorry for that."

Mel is very strict when it comes to work. Work time is always just work time, nothing else. There are certainly some looks passing between you two but it doesn't go much further then that while you're both on the clock.

During break though, she can't get enough of you. Kissing, touching you, keeping you close, her arm wrapped around yours, whispering into your ear, making you shiver from her words and her touch before leaving you high and dry, or rather hot and bothered and going back to work.

"We can't be doing this right now darling, there are things to do. Besides each other I mean. I won't deny I may have went too far with my teasing but I assure you I will make it up to you. Just be patient for me."

#arcane #arcane x reader #jinx x reader #vi x reader #caitlyn x reader #ekko x reader #vander x reader #silco x reader #sevika x reader #viktor x reader #jayce x reader #mel x reader #arcane imagines #arcane headcanon #arcane fluff #league of legends #league of legends x reader #league of legends imagine #league of legends headcanons #league of legends fluff #arcane x you #league of legends x you

[happeehippie]

instagram j.b.

summary: follow along with joe and his fiancée evie as they go through his football career.

* face claim is yasmin quintana*

series masterlist.

evie

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evie: did some cowgirl shit

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millyg: yee frickin haw

> evie: bitches 🤠

user: NO WAY IS IT HAPPENING????

user: i was hoping this thing would get called off

joeyb_9: guess i better saddle up.

> evie: i’m coming home to you cowboy. 😉

user: no wait this is so cute

user: not ev in her cowgirl era

> evie: i fear it may be permanent

user: i cannot comprehend that you guys are so in love your getting married….

> user: wym you can’t comprehend it?? they’ve been together for like 7 years and are clearly very happy?

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: locked in #TeamBose

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user: this hairstyle is the best

user: ev is so lucky

> evie: like it truly doesn’t get better than this.

user: this is giving major top gun vibes

evie: i’m locked in on you. 🤪💗

> joeyb_9: 🌽

user: yalllll this man!

used: if you need consoling after this tough season hit my line

> evie: aw. i might take you up on that offer

> user: if there’s one things ev is going to do it’s make sure errrrrbody know joe is HER man

> user: no like its giving *insecure*

evie

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evie: my mood for the foreseeable future..

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user: angel girl

user: she’s a stunnnnna

lahjay10_: if joe ain’t bring some of those cookies tomorrow we may have a problem

> evie: only the best for you jay

user: a ray of sunshine

joeyb_9: photo by me, socks from my closet, cookies homemade, your smile out of this world.

> evie: the man that you are…

user: i don’t know if im rooting for you or not

user: this doesn’t seem like lifestyles of the rich and famous

> evie: you’re looking in the wrong place for that content

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: my hands don’t look small here

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user: delete this my girl has ig

bengals: caption 🤌

user: you remember what them haters had to say

evie: let’s put them to good use. 😉

> user: EV! it’s too early to be spicy in the comments!

> user: nooo she’s getting some of that BDJ 🤣

user: i wasn’t prepared for this today

user: GOODNESS GRACIOUS

evie

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evie: why is it always so cold in seattle?

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user: you’re giving pick me vibes

> evie: next time you’re looking for something to comment on, please, don’t pick me. (:

user: seattle is nice when it isn’t raining

user: period !!!

millyg: a moment for YOU 💗

> evie: i luv u.

user: these pics make seattle look bad

joeyb_9: the fit goes HARD

> evie: you can borrow it anytime 🤪

> joeyb_9: game day fit?

> evie: would def be top 5 of the season.

user: why are joe and ev always so goofy in the comments, and yall think they aren’t made for each other????

> user: no bc SAME! i don’t get why people think they aren’t a good fit. they’re obsessed with each other.

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: Dark Knight

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user: that’s my QB

joemainmixon: 🐐

user: you ain’t him

user: WAKE UP JOE POSTED

lahjay10_: (TOP 2) DAM SURE AINT 2! 🐐

> evie: TELL EM JAY

user: smash

evie: i think i need a hero… 🥵

> joeyb_9: i’ll be your knight in black shoulder pads.

evie

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evie: big week 😳

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user: my favorite wag

user: if y’all actually are getting married im sick.

user: are you going to share what’s happening?

user: you look STUNNING

user: wym??

user: not prepared for what’s about to go down. i have a feeling.

joeyb_9: 👩🏽‍❤️‍💋‍👨🏼

> user: oh shit

user: not joe about to ruin his life if speculation is true

> user: wow everyone is supportive until you realize he really isn’t ever going to leave her for you. this is crazy behavior!

evie

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evie: i think i like this little life.. 🤍

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millyg: and that’s MRS. Evangeline Burrow!

> user: not me just now finding out ev’s full name

> user: Evangeline??? Excuse me, that’s beautiful.

user: she doesn’t deserve it.

lahjay10_: we was TURNT TF UP!

user: i am sick with jealousy

bengals: The King and his Queen, congratulations!

user: only ring he will ever get but congrats

> user: marrying the love of your life is a bigger dub than the sb ever will be.

user: congrats!

sam_hubbard_: Finally!!

user: i knew it was coming and somehow i convinced myself he was smarter than this..

joeyb_9

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joeyb_9: Mr. & Mrs.

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lahjay10_: congratulations brudda!

user: most overrated player in the nfl

> user: bro can’t you let him enjoy his wedding?

user: congrats, now go get that other ring!

user: i give it a few months before they are done with each other.

> user: considering they’ve been together for almost a decade, i don’t see that happening

user: we all wish we were ev rn!

bengals: that’s our QB, you lucky boy!

user: another thing to distract him from winning the super bowl

user: not fair

millyg: i’m not crying, you are. jk i am crying. i’ve been crying all day.

user: he’s too famous for this, he will get sick of her.

evies ig stories:

#nfl #joe burrow #nfl imagine #bengals #cincinnati bengals #joe burrow imagine #joe burrow x reader #joe burrow insta au #joe burrow instagram

[l0serloki]

Before Bed

Sleeping Headcanons with Genshin Characters

(Childe, Diluc, Itto, Jean, Kazuha, Zhongli)

CW : Insomnia (Kazuha), OCD mention (Jean)

A/N : @butterflybboy​  gave me the lovely idea for these - thanks my slay queen girl boss

Childe : 

“Babe, are you asleep? Oh shit, sorry” (he wakes you up every night, he says its on accident but its def not, he wants attention)

He’s the type of guy to starfish the bed

“Well, you can just lay on top of me”

Places light kisses on your neck before drifting off to sleep

He has to wake up early for work but he will give you a quick kiss on the head and a ‘sleep well, baby’

You felt Childe’s hands shake you, a groan leaving your mouth. He did this every night if you were asleep. You loved the man but his need for attention was on a whole other level. “Were you asleep? Sorry, baby..” His voice trailed off as he pulled you into his side. You could only roll your eyes at his fake apology, arms wrapping around him. “Yeah, I bet you’re so sorry. Love you, AJ.” You could feel his chest hum, his lips meeting yours for a quick kiss. “Love you too, Y/N. Sweet dreams.”

Diluc : 

This man does not like covers (his body temperature is too hot)

He will complain about the blankets and try to convince you that he is the only one you need

Holds you in his arms all night, big spoon king

If he has to leave to go take care of darknight duties he leaves a sweet note for you to find

You could feel the bed dip, waking you up. In your drowsy state you noticed Diluc sit on the bed, his arms dragging you on top of him. “Hello my love, I am sorry for waking you. I just got off duty. Go back to sleep.” Diluc’s soft lips danced across your face as your eyes drooped. He was always so loving.

Itto : 

Itto touches the bed and he is out cold

He snores too but if you tell him he won't believe you

“Snoring is for old people, I wouldn’t do that. You callin’ me old, lil bug?”

He loves you laying on his chest, hand holding onto your head

Could sleep for a million hours if you don’t wake him up (he gets clingy if you do wake him up)

“C'mon Itto, let’s go to sleep!” You called out to him, his footsteps stomping down the hall. His dopey smile gleamed as he began to run full speed towards you. You braced for impact as the bed jumped, his body now beside you. “Whatever you say! We do have a big day of onikabuto battles tomorrow.” His big arms pulled you flush against his chest, his nose digging into your scalp. “Sleep well, little bug.”

Jean : 

I feel like she has major OCD

Girl needs to have her nightly skin routine and shower, which she gladly asks you to join

She has tons of pillows and blankets on the bed, super comfy cuddle time

“Y/N come to bed! I can’t sleep without you”

She loves to always have a hand on you, it reminds her that you're safe

“Y/N, can you grab me some water? I’m finishing up my skin stuff.” Jean’s voice called out from the bathroom. You grabbed a glass and brought it to her, arms wrapping around her waist. “You almost done, pretty girl?” You smiled as her face turned red, eyes looking away. “Yeah.. Go wait in bed. I’ll be there in just a sec.” You kissed her cheek, walking to get the bed ready.

The blankets and pillows were adjusted, Jean’s head leaning into your shoulder. Her lips delicately traced the skin of your shoulder, soothing you to sleep. You could hear her faint voice murmur, “Sleep well honey. I’ll make us some breakfast in the morning.” 

Kazuha : 

He has some bad insomnia but tries his best

He will hold you in his arms and hum some songs if you can’t sleep

If neither of you can sleep then he takes you outside to show you the stars

“The sky is infinite - just like my love for you.” (please smack his shoulder, he can't keep getting away with this amount of cheese)

If it’s a good night then the two of you are cuddled next to each other holding hands, peacefully sleeping

Kazuha always had a sleeping issue. He never made a big deal about it but you wished to help him. You had tried all the remedies you could to no avail. That was until the two of you went out one night.

“Come with me, my feather. I want to show you the stars.” Kazuha’s warm grip led you to the backyard, a blanket laid out on the grass. The two of you stared up at the night sky, his breath fanning against your cheek as he turned. “You shine brighter than any of the stars. I love you.” Kazuha’s voice fell into a hush as his eyelids drooped. You kissed his forehead, heart swelling at the adorable sight. “I love you too, Zuzu. Get some rest.”

Zhongli : 

He’s the type of guy to make a sleep time tea and read before bed

“Y/N this book you got me is splendid. What a good find. Come, I’ll read to you.”

Zhongli reads both of you to sleep, an arm curled around your torso

He sleeps like a rock and doesn’t move, you almost thought he was dead one time

He wakes you up at the same time every morning, he says schedule is everything

“Good morning my angel, the birds are chirping! Time for yet another wonderful day” (thank you gramps)

Zhongli’s slim fingers turned the page, his voice continuing to read on. You could feel sleep tug at you, threatening to send you under. “Go to bed, honey. We have an early morning. We will finish the story tomorrow.” His hand rubbed circles into your flesh, lulling you into dreamland. 

“Good morning, my dove! The sun is awake and so are we! Come, get up - I made breakfast!” Zhongli lightly tapped you, lips feathering you in sweet kisses.

#childe x reader #childe x you #genshin childe #childe x reader fluff #tartaglia x reader #tartaglia x you #genshin tartagalia #tartaglia #ajax x reader #ajax x you #diluc x reader #genshin diluc #diluc ragnvindr #diluc x you #diluc x reader fluff #itto x reader #itto x you #itto x reader fluff #arataki itto #genshin itto #jean x reader #jean gunnhildr #jean x you #jean gunnhildr x you #jean gunnhildr x reader #genshin jean #kazuha x reader #kazuha x you #kazuha kaedehara #kazuha genshin impact

[kmazines]

Our Little Home

pairing ; dad!seungcheol x female reader

warnings ; grammatical mistakes

You look at the clock, its 8.30 pm already. You look at your daughter's sleeping face. Smile plastered on your face as you watch your little princess sleeping sound in your arms. She was a perfect mix of you and Seungcheol but to you, he resembles your husband more than you. Her long eyelashes, her dimples and especially her eyes are the exact copy of your husband.

"Well, she's mine so.." he was always proud and rub in on your face about it whenever you jokingly complaint to him at how unfair it is that she start to resemble him more each days. Especially nowadays, not just his look, she even start to act and sounds more like her dad.

You want to wait for Seungcheol to come home too but you're just so sleepy so you fell asleep with your daughter snuggling in your arms.

You're woken up from the stronger and tighter hug around you. Confused, you open your eyes only to be greeted by Seungcheol's smile in front of your face. You furrowed your brows. Still so confused.

"What's wrong?" He chuckled at your expression.

"Where's Ahreum?" your asked slowly almost like whisper.

"I've put her to sleep in her crib", you looked back, peeked at the crib behind you. Her crib not too far from your bed so she won't be woken up by your night talk with your husband but also close enough for both of you to wake up if she's having trouble or crying at night.

"Maybe we should let her sleep with us tonight?" your question making Seungcheol pouts.

"My wife don't want to cuddle with me anymore huh. Hmmp I'm so sad now, I'm not that important anymore..I'm hurt ", he said so softly, still so dramatic, pretending to be sad.

"Oh, said the one that hug and kiss Ahreum first when he comes home", you counter him back.

"Hey but you got kisses and hugs tooo," his whines was a bit louder this time. You shushed and slapped his shoulder softly, reminding him about your sleeping daughter.

"And why do you think she's being extra clingy and insist sleeping with me tonight? She's gonna be upset tomorrow so don't say I don't warn you. It's hard to persuade her to eat her dinner. I swear if she's start throwing tantrum, I'm so going to make you feed her in your meeting room", you pouted. Seungcheol was supposed to come home for dinner but he got called into last minute meeting, so he couldn't get home early.

You're used to it so you don't mind. Despite Seungcheol being away a lot, he really know how to make it up to both of you when he's home and around, so you never can get mad or upset with him knowing he did his best. But your daughter are still so small and young to know or understand it, so it's upsetting her sometimes.

"I know, sorry for that. And thank you. I know it must be hard for you to handle our daughter alone," he leaned his face closer, stamped a long soft kiss on your forehead. Seungcheol know you always try your best to explain it to your daughter about his job and he can't thank you enough for that. He always think about how lucky he is to have you as his love, his life partner and the mother of his child.

"Especially nowadays she seems to be so into her princess role. Isn't its too early for her to have that attitude? I don't think I let her hang out with Hoshi or Joshua that much yet" you both chuckled at his remarks. You wrapped your arms around his waist and rested your face closer to his chest.

"You're looking at your mini-me, so I don't think you should put that blame on your members ", you mumbled, making him scoffed.

"Mommyyyyy", You felt a sudden weight on top of you before you're attacked with kisses all over your face from your daughter. You opened your eyes to see Ahreum being all giddy on top of you. Seungcheol was standing right behind her laughing at both of you.

"My baby, you wake up early today huh. Did you play with your dad?" Ahreum nodded her head and giggled when you stamped kisses all over her face back. You then sat her down on your lap, her back against you. You softly brushing her messy hair back, reaching the cute strawberry hair clips on your bedside table and clips her hair gently, not to hurt her but secure enough to keep her hair tidy.

"What happened? What did you do?" you mouthed towards Seungcheol, trying not to let your daughter heard. Seungcheol responded with a smug little smile. Enough to confirm you that you don't need to worry about Ahreum being upset about last night.

"Breakfast is ready, mommy. Me and daddy made it for us!" seeing how excited she is right now, you know they're having fun preparing the food. Ahreum loves helping with cooking and baking, that he takes after you so kudos to Seungcheol for using it to his advantage.

"We made breakfast. Come on" he kissed your forehead before taking Ahreum from you and carrying her outside to the kitchen.

"What happened?" you gasped when you walking towards the kitchen. Your eyes glued to the mess behind the dining table. You shook your head to see the mess they made in the kitchen over making the breakfast. The pans and plate all over the sink.

"Breakfast?" Ahreum looked at you, fishing for some compliments. You look at the breakfast they made. Fried rice with fried eggs on top, butchered one if you must add. There are also some sausages and chicken nuggets on the table. Two cups of coffee and a banana milk, Ahreum favourite.

"Thank you so much baby. Mommy so lucky, my Ahreum is so good and kind, even helping daddy make breakfast for me" You cupped Ahreum's cheeks and shower her with kisses all over her face.

"Me too, me too", Seungcheol playfully hopped towards you, face closer to yours waiting for kisses. You cupped his face and kiss both his cheeks, making your kid giggles at the sight. You pulled his face closer.

"I'm not cleaning all that" you said before give him a peck on his lips.

"Don't worry I'll clean all of this" Seungcheol giggles.

"Me too me too, I'll clean with daddy" Ahreum chipped in from behind.

"She's the mini you indeed", you both laughed. Your little family enjoy the breakfast as slow and calm as you can. Not that calm actually, with this father-daughter duo, your life was full of chaos, but the kind of chaos that you're thankful for.

Seungcheol told you to rest while he clean the mess but you insisted to help. Your daughter popped up sometimes to help with simple task before fully distracted with her toys.

P/S : I hope you enjoy this! I have this in my draft for the longest time. I wanted to post birthday post for Scoups but I've been distracted, fighting with Joshua's antis, akgaes and delulus and didn't finish it on time so I'll post this one instead. Been missing him so much too, my heart hurts.

I don't do taglist and smut, sorry in advance (｡•́︿•̀｡)

#svt imagines #svt scenarios #seventeen imagines #seventeen scenarios #seungcheol imagines #seungcheol x reader #scoups imagines #scoups scenarios #kpop imagines #kpop scenarios #svt drabbles #seventeen drabbles #seungcheol drabble #scoups drabble #kpop drabbles

[slut4els]

Old Flames 2

omg before i start this second part thank you guys sm for all the support on the first part i love you guys sm and i tried my best to get this out asap!!

contains: !meanellie x !shy/scaredreader, angst, some fluff, some smut, sexual thoughts, alcohol, weed, and i think thats it! lmk if i forgot anything and as always 18+ !!

enjoy lovelys <3

You and ellie barely spoke since saturday. After confessing and hugging for a while you mutually decided to let eachother think in silence.

ellie couldnt stop thinking back to all the times you guys had hung out. what signs did she miss? could she have done something differently? maybe if she told you she was attracted to you maybe you would be together.

You were having similar thoughts, facing the opposite direction as ellie but you decided to text dina.

Dina

12:34 am

y:guess whos my fucking roommate

d:who?

y:ellie.

y:and thats not even the worst part

d: uh oh

d: please dont tell me you did something stupid

y: yeah about that…

y:i kinda told her i used to be inlove with her and thats why i ghosted her.

d: WHAT????

y: I KNOW I KNOW IDK WHAT I WAS THINKING EITHER BUT SHE WAS SURPRISINGLY NICE ABOUT IT LIKE WE HUGGED FOR A WHILE

d: omfg

d: ok whatever just come to my dorm tomorrow morning and we can talk about it while we get ready for the party which you agreed to go to by the way

y: ughhh i forgot about that do i have to go??

d: you promised!!

y: fine ill come over at like 7

d: thank youu and gl with the whole ellie thing.

y: thanks

(end of conversation)

You sighed and put your phone on the charger before deciding you should get some sleep before going to dinas.

you woke up and looked at the flashing red numbers on your alarm clock that read 6:18 AM

you got up and put some sweatpants on along with a hoodie before putting your laptop charger phone and a dress to change into for the party that night into your tote bag. you grabbed your shoes and began tying then when you heard shuffling on the other side of the room

shit you thought to yourself. you really didn’t wanna have to face ellie this morning but she was your roomate after all.

“where are you going this early” she said rubbing her eyes. her voice sounded so raspy, you felt the same butterflies you tried so hard to get rid of senior year but now they were back.

“shit sorry did i wake you up?” you said standing up to look at her ignoring her previous question.

“yea kinda but you didn’t answer my question, where are you going?” she said a little harsher now. “just dinas, ill be back pretty late too so dont wait up” you replied. “oh? and where are you going thats keeping you out so late” ellie replied standing up crossing her arms. she was just wearing a tanktop and sweats, her muscular arms on full display. trying to divert your attention so you wouldnt stare you tried to reply. “just some stupid frat party”.

“oh? well im going to a frat party myself tonight so i guess well both be back late” she said smirking slightly. you rolled your eyes. “yeah ok” you replied turning around and walking to the front door. you opened it but before you closed it again you heard ellie say “you cant pretend nothing happened, y/n” after you heard that you quickly shut the door and started on your way to dinas dorm.

“you need to have an actual conversation with her y/n” dina said. you had spent the last hour and a half talking about your situation with ellie.

“but how i cant even say hi to her without feeling like im going to throw up from how nervous i am” you whined. you could tell dina was tired of listening to you but you didn’t really have anyone else that would put up with it.

“well its gonna happen weather you like it or not, but for now lets focus on your outfit for the party” you knew dina was trying to be helpful by changing the subject but you weren’t completely ready to stop talking about the situation between you and ellie but you complied with dinas request.

“ugh fine, hold on let me get my new dress i bought like two days ago” you showed her the dress. it was black with some glitter and off the shoulder sleeves.

“oh my god it looks amazing! you have to try it on for me” you rolled your eyes before going into the bathroom to change. when you walked out to show dina she opened her mouth slightly with a shocked expression across her face.

“holy shit y/n you look fucking amazing.”

-

you walked into the party with your hair and makeup done by dina. you made a beeline to the drink table dragging dina with you terrified to see ellie sober. you poured some alcohol from a bottle of straight vodka into a small shot glass sized solo cup.

“jeez slow down” dina said with a slightly concerned look as you downed the first shot and started pouring your second one.

“she said she was going to be here and i cannot be sober when i see her” you said after drinking your second shot.

“well how about you come dance for a bit before you get to wasted” dina spoke as she grabbed your wrist and dragged you into a crowd of sweaty bodies all dancing with the music. after a couple of minutes of pure uncomfort you told dina you were getting another drink. you walked over to the table and poured yourself a cup of vodka and punch and decided to go outside to the patio to get some fresh air.

you stepped outside closing the sliding glass door behind you. it was completely empty which was good. it made it easier for you to think. you sat against the wall and closed your eyes taking a sip of your concoction every once and a while listening to the slight beat of the music coming from inside. you thought about a lot of things, college, classes, but mostly ellie. you knew you couldnt avoid the subject forever, but you wished things could just go back to normal. you both being on speaking terms with no romantic feelings for eachother, but it was a little late for that now, and you couldnt keep pushing ellie away, she was your roomate now but you also missed what you used to have. maybe talking to her would be able to do that, but you still wanted to put it off for as long as possible.

you were deep in your thoughts when you heard the sliding sound of the glass door open. you thought it was dina looking for you so you just said, “yeah yeah i know dina just give me like five minutes and ill go back in” however the voice that you thought belonged to your best friend sounded nothing like her, instead it was ellie. “well im not dina but you should probably go back inside” she spoke.

you were pulled out of your thoughts at the sound of her voice looking over at her as she made her way to sit down next to you.

you already being somewhat drunk you responded to her with a little attitude “what do you want, did dina tell you i was going to be out here or something” “well for one i wasnt looking for you, i didnt even know you were going to be out here, i just came outside to smoke, but it’s probably a good thing i found you, we need to talk” she says pulling out a joint from the back pocket of her jeans. she was wearing acid washed dark blue jeans and a maroon tshirt with a sage green flannel over it. she had her hair in a half up half down bun style and of course, her black converse.

you watched intently as she placed the joint between her lips and lit it, the smell hitting your nose as she inhaled and exhaled the substance.

“you shouldve said something, senior year, i might’ve even felt the same”. she started to speak again. “but what if you didnt?”. “then thats it, atleast we wouldve gotten it out of the way”. you wished that what she was saying was true but you knew better. “dont act like it wouldnt have been a big deal ellie, you and i both know that it would change our entire friendship, plus what about cat?”

there was a moment of silence before ellie spoke again “me and cat broke up after a few months but we werent even dating when you cut me off. we couldve tried it out. we couldve gone on dates and shit. We couldve made it work, even if we decided to just be friends.”

after another moment of silence you decided to say something. “what if we tried just being friends again, we cant really avoid eachother anymore you know since were roomates and shit” you proposed. you didn’t want to be just freinds but after months of not talking you couldnt just ask her to date you. Ellie however wanted you to ask her to be more.

“so just friends? nothing more?” ellie said as she turned to look at you. occasionally glancing at your lips.

“well i mean i just thought-“ you were cut off by ellie. “you thought i wouldnt say yes if you asked me to be more?”. you felt heat rise up to your face as ellie moved slightly closer but enough to the point where your shoulders were touching. “i mean, i-i guess?” you were able to stutter out.

“well what if i told you i wouldve said yes?” as she spoke she moved her face closer to yours to the point where you could slightly feel her breath against you.

“i-i dont” before you could finish you were cut off by her lips lightly pressing against yours. you were shocked for a moment but eventually gave in and kissed her back as she flicked her joint elsewhere. the kiss became more lustful when she slightly bit on your bottom lip and entering her tounge in your mouth when you gasped. you put your hands on the sides of her face to pull her in even more. she pulled you onto her lap and her knee pressed slightly onto your core making you gasp and pull away from the kiss for a moment. you felt your arousal growing as your underwear slowly became wet. you wanted so badly for it to go further but you knew you couldnt do it on the patio of a frat party.

ellie tried kissing you again but you held her shoulders to stop her. “ this is amazing but i think we should go back inside, dinas probably worried by now”

“hmm ok but remember we’re roommates”

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A/N

Im so sorry this took me so long to publish but here it is!!! it might be a bit of a longer wait for part three because of school but i will keep you guys updated!! again thank you all so much for the support on the first part im so happy you guys like this series as much as i like writing it!!

#ellie williams x reader #tlou2 #ellie williams smut #ellie williams fic #the last of us #ellie x fem reader #ellie x y/n

[crabonfire]

ONE BED TROPE??????? o m gosh!!!

I love this trope. anyways its all the same scenario, one bed, wake up in each others arms, you get the jist of it!!

characters: Scout, Soldier, Pyro and Demoman!!!

warnings: none!!

note: this is part 1, part 2 will have the rest of the mercenaries!! wooooo oh btw he/him pyro and its not mentioned but I just wanna say he's chubby hehe ok ok enjoy!!!

Lemme set the scene

Yall are sent on a mission, the only place available was this hotel and it was BOOKED. You only managed to get one room which meant you were staying together, now the problem is...there's one bed.

♡Scout♡

• panicking internally and very obviously sweaty

• "scout there's one bed-"

"YEAHHHHHHH WELL UH...I could always uhhh sleep on the floor ya know?"

"What?? Dude no way. I'll sleep on the floor."

"My ma would KILL ME if she knew I let somebody else sleep on the floor, ILL sleep on the floor."

• he's pretty nervous but no way is he gonna let you sleep on the floor. He's sleeping on the floor. That's that.

you two just hang out in the room, both real confused on what to do. Well, mostly you. You feel like an ass for making him sleep on the floor, so you come up with the brilliant idea of sleeping together.

• "Hey scout, why don't we just...sleep together in the bed?"

He immediately stops drawing and turns to you fasted than Usain bolt himself. "WHAAAA???? I mean...I don't mind and stuff but like ya know I-" He rambles on obviously flustered by the idea.

"No no it's okay, it's not like we're gonna be doing anything weird."

"Totally! Just...just two good pals...sleepin' in the same bed. This is awesome."

• so now after some time, you both decide its time for shut eye. very awkwardly, he slides next to you in bed? It's not a small bed, but he still feels so suffocated by all the nervousness he has right now. 'Cmon Jeremy, just sleepin together...in the same bed. Nothin' weird about it. Like they said. Stop bein' so nervous...WHY AM I SO NERVOUS.' he's trying his best to sleep and get it over with but his thoughts are crowding him. Nervous wreck.

• your nervous yourself but hey, you gotta sleep so you suck it up and sleep before he does.

• his thoughts are cut off by your quiet snoring, turning to look at you. Your already fast asleep, your cheek smooshed into the pillow as your chest rises calmly. Your so peaceful when you sleep, he can't help but admire you for a bit.

• "goddamnit. your even cute when you sleep, that's ain't fair Y/N." He can't help but smile, he knows that was the corniest thing he's ever said but honestly he just can't help himself.

• he finally calms down and settles in a comfortable position, facing you.

dududu morning time

• he wakes up first, he isn't a heavy sleeper at all.

he's a bit confused to the warmth he's feeling. he looks down to see you cuddling his chest, your arms wrapping around his waist.

his cheeks heat up, as he struggles to say or think. is this real?? is he dreaming??? are you actually hugging him right now??? OH mh god????msmsmzm

• he doesn't say anything, what is there to say? why would he want to say anything? honestly, he doesn't want you to wake up because he likes this. he likes your arms around him, so sound asleep...it makes him feel nice.

He rests his head on top of yours, a goofy smile on his face as he goes back to sleep.

♡Soldier♡

• he wants to get an early rest so he can be up and ready for tomorrow, he barges into the room with you following behind. Your surprised at the fact there's just one bed, but he is not bothered.

• "oh- soldier there's only one bed."

"YES. I CAN SEE THAT! I GUESS WE'LL JUST HAVE TO SHARE."

"OH? uh okay!"

• he rushes to the bathroom to change while you unpack your stuff and just sit by the bed. It's a bit of a relief to know he's not feeling awkward about it all.

But in reality, your dead wrong.

In the bathroom, he can't help but feel a bit nervous. It's not like he's never done this, he's slept together with many other mercs, especially demo because they get drunk and accidentally fall asleep on top of each other. (Lmao)

But with you? oh boy. He has an inner monologue that is just him comforting himself.

'Get over yourself! You, are a SOLDIER! And SOLDIERS DO NOT GET SCARED!'

'EEEEXACTLY. THERE IS NOTHING TO BE SCARED OF. THANKS ME.'

'YOUR WELCOME, ME!'

• gets over it quite fast, and quickly settles into bed.

"Oh? Your sleeping already?"

"YES. A SOLDIER MUST GET HIS REST! I DO NOT WANT TO FAIL THIS MISSION."

"Haha, cool! I'm just gonna do stuff then."

"YOU...ARENT SLEEPING?"

"No, not yet anyways."

"..NO! YOU MUST SLEEP. SLEEP IS GOOD."

"Oh? But I'm not tired-"

"NONSENSE. YOU MUST SLEEP NOW CADET, THAT IS AN ORDER."

"Pfft-okay okay, I'll sleep."

• you get up to change too and get back in, he's keeping his eye on you. It's like he's waiting for you to sleep so he can sleep too, it's kinda weird but his intentions are good.

You get in next to him, shimmying into the covers as you get into a comfortable position. He sleeps facing the ceiling, stiff as a board.

"I AM GOING TO SLEEP NOW. GOODNIGHT CADET."

"night solly."

• yall sleep like babies, there's the occasional feeling of discomfort by soldier accidentally hitting you in the face because his once stiff as a board sleeping position is now a position that looks demonic. But it's not too bad, you both still get your bed rest.

dududududududuuuuuu mooorrning

• he wakes up the moment the clock strikes 8, it's like he has an alarm inside of his brain that goes off when it does and boom he feels like he's gonna combust.

your...spooning him. head rested on your chest, his arms are wrapped tightly around your waist as your head is resting on his.

He's grinning. bro is giddy 💀 delighted 💀 bro is rejoicing rn 💀

But in all seriousness, he's so happy. He chuckles, then stops because he's scared to wake you up. And sadly he does, causing you to pull back a bit.

• "mmmmm...soldier?" You realise the position your in and your eyes widen, cheeks red from embarrassment.

You pull back, making him frown. "I'm so sorry man oh my gosh-" You apologise. "THERE IS NO NEED FOR APOLOGIES PRIVATE! I LIKE IT. LETS DO IT AGAIN." It seems as it's not just you who's red, but so is he. His cheeks are flushed, but he's filled with such confidence it makes you feel...Happy.

"I...well-okay! I like it too."

It was an awkward response definitely but, you did like it. Its just a bit surprising to hear that your crush likes it when you accidentally spoon him. He leans into you, wrapping his arms around you as he did and pressing his head gently tly onto your chest.

Your heart beats fast. But you feel relieved, this is a sign right? He likes you back? Probably. You don't really wanna think right now, you wanna feel him. You wrap your hands around his neck, holding him gently. You two stay like that for a bit, being in each others embrace. Well until someone knocks on your door, disrupting your special moment and pissing the fuck outta soldier.

Honestly, your a bit mad too.

You two spend the rest of the day with each other, talking, messing around and sometimes you two will glance at each other and smile at the eye contact in the middle of the mission, its real sweet.

♡Pyro♡

• like Soldier, totally unbothered.

• and also like soldier, a teensy bit nervous.

'Oh my goddd?? Im gonna sleep with them!!! yay!! but also oh my gosh I'm gonna sleep with them'

• he is real happy to be able to sleep with you tho, but boy is just worried to scare you off. he knows your nice and wouldn't judge him but still, the insecurity is there.

• "Oh dude, there's one bed."

"Mmmmhh mmfhh mmmhd mmhmf mmh mmhhd!" (Guess we'll have to sleep together!)

"Aha, okay. Are you okay with it though? I don't wanna make you feel uncomfortable."

"Mmmh, mmh mmhhd." (Nahh, its okay.)

• he's just glad your okay with it too.

• You two just talk until you both feel tired, as you change into your pajamas and he does too, but he keeps the mask on. He's not too happy about how he looks, and he's glad you understand.

• you both slip into bed, he gives you tons of space that he's almost out of the bed.

"Pyro, your gonna fall of the bed if you keep getting so far."

"Mmmhh mmh mmhhm. Mm mmhhd mmhhmdd mmhd mmh mmhhdd." (I'll be fine. I just wanna give you space.)

"That's sweet but, it's okay man. Come closer."

"Mmhfhfhhf mmhhf!" (Hahdhdhhf okay!)

• he scooches closer to you and faces you, he's so happy you can't see his face right now because he is FLUSHED. bro looks like a tomato under that mask.

"That's better. Goodnight pyro."

"Mmmhn." (Night.)

• his world is colorful with that mask, but even without it he feels so bright with you. and when your so close to him? he can't help but feel a bit shy. yet, he starts to feel the drowsiness get to him, and he soon falls asleep after you do.

skiddibap boo powww!!!! it's the sun time

• he wakes up, head on your shoulder as he's holding you from behind. His arms wrapped tightly around your waist making him feel even more flushed than he was that night. He doesn't move or say anything, try as he might, he's so fucking nervous right now.

Your breathing slow and steady, nothing like what he's going through. His breathing is LOUDD because of the mask. You don't wake up though, your too comfortable like this. The urge to squeal like a school girl is strong but he resists. Sighing in pure joy as he tightens his grip around you. He doesn't even bother anymore and just goes back to sleep.

♡Demo♡

• he's pretty calm about it

• "it's fine lass, I don't mind sleepin' on the floor."

"No no i wouldn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. I'll sleep on the floor."

"Hm, why don't we sleep together eh? I mean, if yer alright with it."

"Oh! Uh...yeah totally!"

"Okay. Don't be so nervous eh? I ain't gonna bite ye."

"Haha, yeah."

• he's not nervous at all, infact he sees this as an opportunity to be closer to you. He was already happy to be your assigned partner for the mission, so this is kind of the kicker of it all.

You two talk a lot, he asks about stuff you'd normally not talk about at work and it's super calming to be around him. Heck, you two even stay up to watch some movies that are on the TV.

After a movie marathon with him, you start to feel sleepy. He does too, you two decide its time to rest and get comfortable under the bedsheets.

"Goodnight Tavish."

"Night lass."

It's pretty calming...until you wake up at 2 am because he's wrapping his arms around your arm and not letting go. He has a weird ass sleeping position, he grips you tightly like if he let go you'd dissappear.

You try to gently push him off but he won't budge, you give up after a couple attempts and sleep like that.

yk what time it iss.....Sun time part 4

• you wake up before he does, and wowwww

Your held against his chest. Your held in a warm embrace as his head leans on yours. His breath warm on your skin, he mumbles and mutters random incoherent sentences as he snores. You can't really process what position your in, as you feel too tired to do anything. But after you do process it, your eyes widen and you feel hot. Though, it feels nice like this. You feel warm.

He goes on, just mumbles. Of course he talks in his sleep.

"Demo? Tav?"

You get a mumble in reply, making you giggle. You smile and go back to sleep. Even though it was time to get up, the mission could wait right?

end wooo

it was difficult trying to describe different ways of cuddling even tho it was the same scenario for every goddamn character but ykw its FINE anyways WOOO I'm back babeyyyy midterms are next week but writing makes me happy anyways WOOOOOOOOOOO

#tf2 #tf2 x reader #scout x reader #soldier x reader #pyro x reader #demoman x reader #demo x reader #team fortress 2 #team fortress 2 x reader #team fortress 2 headcannons #i love men so much #sometimes i think abt how demoman exists and a part of me smiles #i love men #so so sooo much

[melinoelliones]

Valentines Akira Fluff

You and Akira had decided to spend the night together once again, however today was no ordinary day, it was Valentines Day.

2.1K Words  

This is pure fluff/hurt/comfort, all SFW 

Happy Valentines Day Rena my love!! Yes, I got you for the server exchange and believe you me, it was hard to keep it a secret. I know you’re an Akira lover so I tried my best, oblivious bf x obvious gf realness. 

This reader represents Rena and how she acts so just be aware. Also she/her is used.

LOVE U RENA BABY, ENJOY

@kaveehs

I got the idea from The Neighbourhood You Get Me So High.

ALSO SIDE NOTE I’VE NEVER WRITTEN FLUFF SO THIS ISN’T THE BEST💔 

Oblivious. If you had to describe Akira in one word, that would be it. You could gift this boy a million roses and a diamond ring yet he’d still have no clue unless you spelt it out for him, you’d know that better than anyone.

You and Akira had been close since the day he transferred to Shujin Academy; trips to  Akihabara together, staying round one anothers houses, you had even joined The Phantom Thieves of Hearts for him. You were joint at the hip, the usual quiet and well mannered Akira was the complete opposite when around you, you brought out a new side to him. You were what Akira had needed to come out of his shell and truly live up to the title of “Leader of the Phantom Thieves of Hearts”.

Those feats aside, you had a soft spot for him, not the Leader, not the Joker, just Akira, his regular old self. One could say you had fallen for him, but you wondered what was the point if the other showed nothing back, especially considering the amount of times you hinted at wanting to explore something further.

“Can you get in already, it’s getting cold under here” you whined, Akira was allowing a draft to make its way under the duvet as he was lightly perched off the side of the bed, “Alright alright im coming”. He carefully slid himself under sheet, making sure to cover any possible openings as he knew you loathed the feeling of letting ‘warmth out’.

You were spending the night at Akira’s place tonight, this was super common for you guys as you spent what seemed like every waking minute together, his home slowly became your home. No hidden motives or agendas, just a casual ‘night over’ as you will, however the following day was a special one, or so you had hoped anyway. 

The small silence was followed up by some idle chit chat between you too, the usual rundown of your day and what to do the next. “What time is it by the way? My phone is charging” you asked, just curious as to how late it had possibly gotten while you talked, “It’s….. almost 12, what? We should probably get some sleep while we can, everyone's coming over to the shop early tomorrow” Akira exclaimed, his eyes in shock as to how quick time passed when you guys spoke.

“Oh, okay that's fair, but just curious, you do… know what day it is tomorrow right?” you questioned, the slight glimmer of hope that he’d remember or even care for that matter slowly fading as he responded, “Feburary 14th? What about it?”, confusion written all over his face.

“It’s Valentine's Day Akira?”, you scoffed in utter disbelief. “So? Is there something I'm not getting at, it's just like any other day is it not?”, Kurusu stared blankly, the nonchalant tone in his voice tipping you over the edge but you attempted to hold it in. Your heavy heart almost pushing tears to your eyes.

If he didn’t see the importance of the day then why show him any signs that you did? You knew deep down that he wouldn’t feel the same way you did, yet you would always try and dig for the minute signs that would tell you otherwise. Delusional is what Ann would always say but that wasn’t always a bad thing to be, but in this instance yet again, she was right. 

Taking a deep breath to compose yourself, you turnt to face the wall, covering yourself with the blanket you simply let out a sharp “Maybe to you it is, but whatever Akira, night”. The boys eyes fixed on the ball you had curled yourself into, sheets over your head to muffle your sorry attempt at controlled breaths to halt the flood of tears which were starting to trickle down your cheeks. You hoped he would assume they were soft snores however he could hear them clear as day. He went to tap your shoulder before catching himself, he watched on as the sheets shifted around as you repeatedly wiped the tears for him not to notice.

His heart sank, why were you so distraught, he didn't feel as if he had said anything out of the ordinary. In roughly an hour it was Valentines Day, what about it was special? You both weren't in any couple, you had no upcoming plans other than the meeting tomorrow, so it was just a regular Tuesday.

Akira slid out from his side of the bed making sure to grab his phone from the nightstand before silently slipping away.  “What was that all about?” he muttered to himself as he crept down the stairs from his attic room, “I feel like i’m missing something but what is it?”. 

The neverending unanswered questions engulfed his tired mind as he hit the cafe floor. Pulling out his phone he decided to text the group chat for advice, if he ever needed honesty those people were the ones to go to.

Akira - ‘Is tmr an important day? I’ve been made to feel like it is but with no explanation?”  

Morgana - ‘........’

Ann - ‘You did not do what I think you did.’

Ryuji ‘Fucking idiot’

Ann ‘We’ll be there in 10, don’t do anything else stupid’

Akira ‘I didn’t even finish?’

Seen by everyone

Taken slightly aback by their responses Akira slumped himself across one of the booths in the cafe, the sound of the clock ticking away as he waited. Morgana emerged from the corridor not too long after the last message had sent, without a word he curled into a ball on the edge of the table, “hmmpth”.

As the minutes went by Akira could feel himself drifting off, before he could act on said feelings he was rudely awoken by the front door slamming open, any home training those two had been given were long gone. “AKIRA KURUSU” they bellowed in unison causing Morgana to shudder off the table.

The new group members begun to make themselves comfortable as Akira perked up, the aura in the room wasn’t the usually upbeat one, he knew he had done something wrong just by that and the looks on their faces. 

“Who knew Akira was as stupid as Ryuji” Morgana splurted out sarcastically, changing from his cat form to regular form, “HEY? STUPID CAT this isn’t about me” Ryuji spat back, “anyway back to the matter at hand here, you really don’t understand why tomorrow is a big day?”. Akira shook his head in response, he truly had no clue, if he did he’d probably be fast asleep like he wanted to be.

Deciding to add her two cents into the conversation, Ann lent over the booth Akira was sat on, “she likes you Mr Phantom Troupe Leader, you can’t truly be that blind can you? I told her you didn’t feel the same but she doesn’t liste-”, “what are you talking about Ann? I do like her, I have always liked her?” Akira cut her off, his tone showing genuine confusion as he perked up in his booth.

“If you liked her, why did you act as if tomorrow was a regular day idiot? It’s not as if she hasn’t given you endless hints and clues…. let's be honest here”, Morgana choked out, he couldn’t contain his laughter any longer, the situation was beyond humorous to the little cat guy.

“Maybe I am blind, I didn’t see any of the hints, signs, any of that. I thought I was chasing something beyond my reach” Akira sighed as he slipped himself out of his seat and towards the locked cabinet opposite the stairs, the group watched on, heavily intrigued as to what he was doing. “Let me just show you guys” he huffed, pulling a key from the grate by the stairs to unlock the overflowing case.

Akira grabbed an armful of items from one of the shelves before aimlessly scattering them across the booth table the rest were sat at, their faces as if they were deer in the headlights. “What IS all this?” Ann spoke up, asking what everyone else was thinking. “Look closer” was all he responded with.

As they all rummaged through the items the pieces started to piece themselves together little by little. Lying before them were heaps of items from trips they had all been on ranging from figures and manga from Akihabara to photographs of you and Akira doing day to day activities, some of them were simply of you sleeping and pointing at things. 

Ann looked up at Akira, his eyes softening as Morgana shifted through the photos, “You do like her, don’t you” she asked sincerely, her hand tightening on his shoulder as a cheshire cat smile emerged on her face, “I have an idea, have you got anything to wrap with? A bag even?” she quizzed him as she paced back and forth.

Walking back over to the cabinet he pulled out a gift box, “I have this from one of the prizes I won on a crane game?” he suggested, unsure as to if that would be okay, “Perfect, everyone pick one item to put inside, this will be her gift!”, Ryuji added, trying to immerse himself into the activities. ”So you caught on I see” she chuckled to herself. Everyone carefully placed an item inside, Akira slipping in a few of his favourite photos at the top for you to see.

Taking a step back to admire the last minute gift, the group silently patted themselves on the back for the fast thinking. Ann passed Akira the box, her brows narrowing as she spoke, “go give this to her, but in all seriousness Akira, no one should go to bed upset. We’ll see you tomorrow”, her sincere tone clinging to him as she proceeded to leave the cafe followed by Ryuji, “She’s right u know” he chipped in as the door closed behind him.

Akira’s eyes shot to the cat facing him head on,”have anything to say there?” he asked sarcastically, “absolutely not, go to bed” Morgana hissed, strolling past him, tail held high. Akira sent a quick thank you text to the group before taking himself back to his bedroom, not before locking the bookcase, that was to be a secret between him and the others, for now anyway.

Akira slid into his side of the bed in hopes of not waking you but failed, you rolled over to notice him with a large box, the tense smile on his face baffling you. As you sat up he passed you it, “did you really go out at this hour and buy stuff just because of our conversation? What makes you think i want your pity gifts? Goodnight Akira” you scoffed, as you attempted to roll back over he placed his hand on your shoulder. 

“I love you”, the boy blurted out, the newly found frown on your face deepening before he continued. “I love you, I have for quite some time to be fair, I’m an idiot to have not taken the hints you sent me seriously, I shouldn’t have even needed you to show hints for me to muster up the courage to say it. This is also no pity gift, inside are items I deem thoughtful, every trip we take you point and I watch your eyes light up at your favourite things but you always say “I can't justify it”. You deserve more than any item on a shelf but in here are a couple things I noticed that piqued your interest in stores along with photos I took of you when I found you the happiest, I’ve had these for a while I pay attention to all that you do and take note of any little thing you say. You’re my best friend, and I’ll love you forever, Happy Valentines Day.” he spilled, letting every thought on his mind free. 

Speechless, you watched as Akira cupped your tear stained cheeks, his thumbs wiping the tears you hadn’t realised had started to fall. Pulling you closer you whispered “you’re sweet when you speak your mind”, an innocent smile making its way to your lips. “Is that so” he cheekily smirked, placing your lips on his, your lips gliding over one another effortlessly. The kiss was short but sweet, pulling away you could feel your cheeks heating up as your nervousness kicked in.

Akira planted a quick kiss on your forehead, he could tell you were flustered, “can I open this in the morning? I’m exhausted” you asked softly, he nodded whilst you placed the box on your bedside table. Akira let out a yawn as he slid deeper into the bed, “we need to be up early tomorrow, we should get atleast some sleep” he laughed, arms out for you to lay with him.

You allowed yourself to be pulled into him, his arms wrapping around your waist as you rested your head on his chest, “goodnight Akira, I love you”, you giggled as you noticed his heartbeat speed up as you spoke, “Goodnight my love”.

#persona 5 #persona 5 x reader #akira kurusu #akira kurusu x fem reader #akira kurusu fluff #valentines day fluff #meli noel's work #p5 #p5 fluff #p5 x reader #fluff #fem reader #persona 5 royal #akira x reader #kurusu akira #kurusu akira x reader #joker x reader #meli noel #meli noel work's

[umbrum77]

I would really like to know if you could make a continuation of this post https://www.tumblr.com/umbrum77/702822000936239104/mai-i-know-what-i-did-hurt-you-but-im-glad-you?source=share , I'm very curious to know what their conversation would be like when they wake up

Hello! Oh that's a good one. Here is the original and the new part you asked for.

Mai: I know what I did hurt you but I'm glad you are willing to be close to me again.Azula: I'm glad you came back to me.Azula puts her hand on mais cheek. Mai leans into the warm soft hands.

Warm hands.

Very warm hands

To warm hands.

Mai: azula?!

Ma tries to push azula away but azula put her other hand on mais face holding it in a vice grip as the heat kept rising.

Mai felt it burn and whimpered, then cried out as she felt her skin burn. She screamed as she heard it boil.

-

Mai bolted awake. She struggled to catch her breath as she put her hands to her face. She was fine. Her breathing filled the dark room until a blue nlight came from next her.

Azula: you ok?

Mai: yeah...just a-

Azula: a nightmare.

Mai(her breathing back under control): yeah.

Azula: was it about me again?

Mai: no

Azula: don't lie to me

Mai: yes

Azula: do you want me to leave?

Mai: I...no I don't.

Azula: want me to hold you?

Azula reached a hand out but Mai finches away. She mentally kicked herself.

Azula: I see.

Azula rolled back over in the bed, her back to Mai.

Azula: I guess we will talk about it tomorrow.

Mai: yeah...

Mai lay down again and tried to keep the nightmares away.

She would make this work.

Mai woke the next morning having no more nightmares this time. It was a nice change.

She turned her head to look at the rest of the bed and saw it empty. She murmured to herself and pulled the blanket up as the rays of an early sun hit her eye.

She wasn't worried. Azula usually woke with the sun to train

"Crazy girl" Mai murmured as she snuggled into the covers more.her eyes opened as she realized what she said.

'well I mean not crazy crazy just ga!' she rubbed her eyes and sat up in the bed…

'shes not crazy' Mai told herself as she turned to put her feet out of the bed and wrapped her self in the silk sheets. It wasn't cold in the fire nation, but silk was soft.

This ball of silk and two bare feet waddled through the palace, grunting at a servant that tried to ask if she needed anything.

She heard the training field before she saw it. The whooshing of fire and the sounds of birds scattering.

She paused at the entry way and watched a torrent of blue fire scorch the air. But the grass was still green

Control, it was all about control. She could burn anything she wanted and not burn anything she wanted to keep safe.

Mai recognized the form, and saw that azula briefly faltered when she saw Mai.

Mai went forward and sat in the grass watching azula finish. When she did she looked at Mai(or the red silk ball of blankets that was Mai) and went over to sit in the grass next to her.

"What would your parents say if they saw you now?"

"They would say wow Mai you are up early"

Azula smiled. Then she forced it away and glanced around nervously.

'its ok no one saw you smile but me' Mai wanted to say but instead she just kept looking at azula.

"Well, " azula picked at some grass , "why are you spying on me?"

"You're hot when you train" Tylee had convinced her to be more open with her feelings, it felt weird but it did make the princess blush when she did.

The blushing azula turned away, "hot enough to burn you in your nightmares?" Mai didn't share the details of the night before but azula could guess it had to do with her and fire.

"You always have been" Mai wasn't going to let azula wallow.

"Hmp" azula played with the grass again. "I just give you-"

"Nightmares, no you don't. The old you does. The old you that burned anything that made you mad. The old you that was so stubborn. The old you that didn't talk about things."

Azula frowned "I don't think you liked the old me."

Mai shrugged, "I did I just had to be careful."

"Things are different now then? That's what you think?"

Mai smiled. "The wars over, your dad's not controlling you. We started fucking. Yeah things are different now."

Azula blushed deep, "I still don't like talking about things" azula rubbed her eyes.

"You're doing it right now princess. So am I it's sucks but it's what you do." Mai scooted closer and leaned against azula.

The fire bender put her arms around the silk ball of sheets that included Mai.

"I don't want to hurt you."

Mai smiled. "I know, things are different now. Good different."

#mai x azula #maizula #mai #azula #azula is a lesbian #lesbian azula #let azula be happy. #avatar the last airbender #avatar: tla #i feed off asks #send them asks #asks

[i-cant-feel-my-eyebrows-barbara]

Lupe Garcia x Reader

Warnings: nothing crazy, just domesticity with some spice at the end lmao

Oh and its definitely not great so that's a warning, I wrote this in like 20 min and I have not written fanfic in probably a decade nor have I proofread this

I had an idea and figured I'd just put it somewhere because there is a CRIMINALLY LOW amount of reader inserts for aloto in general and I'm still in a chokehold

anyways have fun with this I guess here you go

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• It was 5 am on a Saturday morning a few weeks before the beginning of the season, and Shaw called for practice 3 times a week until call

• Just so happened that she also called a team meeting bright and early this morning to go over plans for the season

• Rolling over beside a completely knocked out Lupe, you pull off the covers to sneak out of bed

• Before you can get your feet off the mattress a warm arm wraps around your waist and tugs you backward, her breath hitting your shoulder blade

• "S'too early baby, don't leave me yet"

• Leaning into her, you run your fingers along her forearm and press a kiss to her hair

• "Not too early if I have to shower and make breakfast before you leave me for the day."

• Lu let's out a groan and digs her nose into your neck, "practice isn't for another two hours. What do you need that much time for?"

• "Saturday's croissant day and I started the dough last night, and I like to take my time. Go back to bed grumpy, I'll wake you up when they're ready. I'm gonna go shower."

• She huffs out a laugh, "yeah and leave me all the freezing water when you're done. You always take up the hot water"

• "Never said I had to take one by myself," you turn to nudge her forehead with yours to catch her eyes

• Lu cracks a smile and pushes your shoulder to the bed to face her looking down at you, "flirting will get you nowhere this early, pretty"

• "Flirting, with you? I'm just trying to save time and hot water, no funny business hot shot"

• She leans down to catch the corner of your lips in a short kiss, "oh yeah? No funny business huh?"

• You roll over ontop of her for a moment before kissing her cheek and standing up-- much to her dismay

• "If you want to have breakfast and be at practice on time then there better not be, Garcia. And I can't send my girl off hungry and worn out, can I?"

• Winking at her and turning to stroll out the door to the bathroom you can hear the smirk when she lets out a chuckle and sits up to stretch, gazing after you.

• After turning on the water and letting it heat up you feel arms wrap around your waist and lips graze the shell of your ear

• "Can croissant day be tomorrow? I can deal with cereal today"

• "You're sounding a little desperate there, Lu. Do you want something?" you can feel her grip tighten as her lips drop to your neck. The steam from the shower begins to heat up the bathroom, her touch lighting up your skin as her fingers go for the buttons on your night gown.

• You turn your head slightly to catch her eyes once more with a smile, "oh and I completely forgot to mention, I bought more of that lemon verbena soap and lavendar lotion you like"

• The corner of her mouth twitches upward before bringing a hand to your cheek and kissing you fiercely and turning to press your back to the wall

• "Check the mouth, smart ass."

• She barely got out the door in time and Jess chewed her out about being late later, not that she'd have done anything differently

#lupe garcia #lupe garcia x reader #lupe garcia headcanons #aloto #a league of their own #i dont know if this is the only sort of fic ill ever post here but im taking a chance and choosing to have no shame over writing this lol #lupe garcia fanfic

[blythebewitched]

Meemaw's Friend: Smiling Critters Oneshot

It was a cool night in early spring. The sky was clear and the farm was quiet. Picky laid in bed still half awake. She couldn't shake the thought of work the next morning. There was so much to do in time for the spring festival. Her and her meemaw went every year. It was one of their favorite things to do. 

The thought of exhaustion and excitement stirred in her mind making it impossible to sleep. She knew meemaw would be angry if she didn't rest. But what does one do to fall asleep with an overactive mind? Picky thought back to her friends Bubba and Dogday, who practiced breathing when they needed to be steadied. 

She turned from her side so that she was on her back. Slowly, Picky inhaled, waited, exhaled and repeated. By the fifth time she inhaled, something caught her noses attention. It was . . . Smoky. Burning wood. Easily, she could tell it was meemaw's stone oven. She sat up and let her nose follow the scent. There were hints of something cooking. 

What was meemaw doing up at this hour cooking? Meemaw had said earlier in the day that she would be back late. She expected her grandma to go to bed after a long day of errands. Not wanting her poor grandma to overwork herself, Picky got out of bed and traveled to the hall. 

Walking down the hall, Picky caught more smells from the kitchen. Honey, cheese, tea. And something like cedarwood. When she got to the stairs, she peered into the kitchen. To her surprise, it wasn't JUST her grandma she saw. 

The Phoenix in her grandma's kitchen was tall. Long hair, colorful and his voice was soothing as he laughed. He was helping Meemaw put away some dishes as she herself was checking the food. 

“Meemaw? Who's that?”

Both heads swiveled in her direction. “Picky! Sweet Potato. You scared me.” Meemaw put a hand on the boys shoulder. “This is Sunny. He's been super helpful with the errands today.”

Sunny. The name struck a bell in Picky's head . . . Dogday mentioned a brother. Sunny was his name. It shouldn't have been surprising to her that Sunny is a bird. Kickin was their younger brother. 

Picky extended her hoof out and he took it. “Nice to meet ch'ya.” 

“The pleasure is all mine. DD spoke about you. Sorry for the late stop by. Did I wake you?”

“Naw. I been up anyway. Though I am curious about it? Meemaw? It's eleven! We got work tomorrow.”

“Oh! Speaking of work tomorrow, Sunny here has volunteered to help us. He's never been to the festival before!” 

The revelation made Picky's jaw drop! “How have you never been!?” Picky ran up the stairs to the bookshelf in the hall. Quickly, she grabbed the photo album and ran back down. She grabbed Sunny's wrist on her way and sat them both at the table. Flipping through the pages, she landed on the section filled with photos of their trips to the festival.

Sunny looked up at Hearty through his eyebrows confused. Hearty chuckled. “Usually its just me and Picky who go. I knew she'd be excited if I invited you.” As the two went over the memories of past trips, Hearty pulled out the treats from the oven. She placed two treats each on small plates and poured tea for everyone at the table. 

Sunny had always volunteered at the senior center. Earlier in the day she had seen him and decided to speak to him for the first time. When he mentioned never going to the spring festival, she thought inviting him to stay would help him make some friends his age. And there was no one better suited for that than her beloved granddaughter. 

#poppy playtime chapter 3 #headcanon #poppy playtime #the smiling critters #dogday #smiling critters #picky piggy #sunny phoenix #sunshine phoenix #smiling critters oc #hearty hoggy

[princessxgarbage]

Happy ShiSaku Week!

Day 2 @shisakuweek

Prompt: Day Off

Warnings: arguing, mild language

Words: 1324

Read on AO3

Sakura woke to the smell of coffee wafting through her small apartment.

It was far too early for her to consider drinking coffee today. Far too early for her to even consider waking up. It was her day off, why shouldn't she sleep in for once? The hospital didn't need her, she was in between missions, the hokage said he would refrain from needing her today so she could have the day to herself FOR ONCE- so why was there coffee brewing, and who was in her kitchen at this ungodly hour?

"Ah, shit-"

Sakura winced as she heard one of her cupboard doors slam shut, along with the sound of someone's hip checking into the table and scraping the feet across the floor.

Shisui then.

Sakura groans and slowly sits up in bed, resigned to her fate of waking up too early on her rare day off. She stretches and ruffles her hair slightly into some semblance of a decent hairstyle while she hears the table in the kitchen being slid back to its proper place. She drags herself out of bed and pulls over herself an oversized sweatshirt that is very orange, very old, and very much never being returned to Naruto.

Shisui is pouring the coffee into two mugs as she enters the kitchen.

"What do you think you're doing?"

He smiles promptly at her, perfect eyes crinkling as his perfect teeth glare too brightly at her. Perfect fucking curls tousled just so- it grates on her nerves immediately.

"Pouring you coffee, obviously," he has the nerve to roll his eyes. "You always drink coffee in the morning."

"Yes, I do. You know, when I have to work." She knows she's glaring at him, but it's too early in the day for her to care about any one else's feelings. "On my days off, I prefer to not drink coffee. And sleep in."

Her fingertips tap along the edge of the counter, in turn and repeatedly. Testing him just as he is testing her patience.

"Oh, uh, I thought we could-"

"Could, what?" She sighs, scratching her nails along the edge of the cheap laminate countertop. "Spend time together?"

His smile fades and her words cut into him. What time do they need to spend together anyhow? Isn't dinner every night enough? Tea at every break? Walks to and from the Hokage's office and hospital? Are her ritual visits every weekend to the Uchiha's training grounds with him not enough time spent together?

"I-"

Enough. "Listen, Shisui. I need this day off. I'm so tired, and I have two major upcoming projects I'll have to focus on as soon as I get back to my office tomorrow." Steam is no longer roiling off the coffee, she'll just let it go cold. She never asked for it anyway.

"We could just take it easy today, Sakura. We don't have to go anywhere or anything…" He finally sets down the coffee pitcher, he'd been holding it aloft in slight shock at her ire. "I could… make you lunch?”

She tips her face to the ceiling and sighs, steepling a hand over the bridge of her nose in what she hopes is clear annoyance.

"I can make my own lunch, Shisui." He's clearly not understanding what she's trying to get at here.

"I know you can, but I thought I could hel-"

"Shisui!" He startles. He shouldn't have! It's not like she isn't well-known to have a temper. Her teammates and senseis alike would all attest to it. Shisui spends plenty of time around her as is, he should KNOW. So why does he look so shocked that she would react like this? He's always around, always close by when she has to knock some sense into Naruto and Sasuke, he's even sported a few bruises from her himself! He's always, ALWAYS right fucking there.

"I need a day off," she repeats, hoping it'll get through his thick skull a second time around. Before he can get a word out of his now open mouth, she cuts him off-

"I need a day off from you."

There. She said it. She sighs and starts to turn away. Maybe now he'll get the fucking hint and give her some space. Just a little bit of space from him. That's all she wants. Just for the day.

She hesitates, and looks back to his face.

That is what she wants.

Right?

The look on his face. Oh, she shouldn't have looked at him. Not if she wanted to hold fast to the temptation that would be her increasingly rare alone time.

Shisui is always so bright and engaging. Always seeking eye contact and full attention from everyone he speaks to. He's so alarmingly disarming despite how deadly eye contact with him could be. He's just easy to connect to.

But now…

He's disconnected. From her. Because of what she just said.

His eyes are lowered away from hers. His mouth a tight line, a frown contrary to every fiber of his being. Downcast, downtrodden.

"Shisui, I'm sor-"

"I'll just see you later then."

She lunges forward to stop him from leaving. Grasps his biceps in her deceptively delicate hands. Her grip is solid.

She needs him to reconnect.

She lets out a sharp huff of aggravated air.

"I'm-"

Now it's an aggravated noise.

"Ugh, I'm sorry. Shisui." She loosens her grip on his arms and smooths down the fabric she wrinkled there. Moves one hand to his face as she takes a step closer to him. With her thumb on his chin, she gently guides his gaze back to hers. And just like that,

he's back.

Her breath settles back in her lungs and the invisible fist clenched around her heart starts to let go.

"Listen, Sakura, I know you're stressed. But that's-"

"No excuse. You're right. I shouldn't take it out on you. I'm sorry." Now she's looking at him pleadingly, hoping that this isn't going to be the time he's finally fed up with her outbursts. "I'll try to be better for you."

Then he's kissing her. Soft and chaste. Just a quick press to bring her back to herself. He pulls back to look at her again, seems content with what he finds there and presses his lips to her forehead then pulls her into his arms.

It seems so silly now to think that a moment ago all she wanted was for him to leave. To give her space, or whatever. And then the second he was about to go she wanted to take it all back and pull him close to her. To lock him in a little box and keep it with her always. God, she can be so stupid sometimes.

"It's okay, baby. It'll be okay," he murmurs. He places another kiss on the top of her hair and a hand on the back of her head as he holds her close in her kitchen, the coffee now sitting cold in the mugs on the counter. She wraps her arms around his waist, just now realizing he's in casual clothing. He must have the day off too, that's even more rare than her getting one in the first place. No wonder he's over here so early! She could kick herself for not realizing sooner. She chuckles softly at her own idiocy and tucks her face into the crook of his neck. She pecks a soft kiss at the edge of his collar bone that's peaking over the neckline of his shirt.

"Can we just… go back to bed?" she asks, pulling her face back to look him in the eyes again and pressing her fingers into the small of his back. He's smirking playfully, a look of his she is well acquainted with.

"Only if you take off that hideous orange sweatshirt."

She chuckles warmly at that. Suddenly she's pulling him backwards towards her bedroom, coffee completely abandoned.

"Deal."

#shisakuweek2023 #shisaku rodeo #shisui/sakura #shisaku #my fic #shisui baby boy #Naruto

[workof-tortured-poetsdepartment]

pt 11? wahhhhh wtf lol

Saturday night- her pov

I am sitting on my bed, watching my closet that I have organized halfway till now, and other half of clothes piled up in boxes tucked beneath, better than being on floor. I should have been stressing about all of the mess I have to clean on Sunday but I don't, I have a date tomorrow with my closest friend tomorrow. I have been smiling since we kissed, if someone saw me they will call me an IDIOT. But I can't stop thinking about him. He looks so pretty when he is shy, he kisses me with such a softness and tender, even our 1st kiss was strong but tender. He is so smart and perfect, he is caring and always honest. I don't have to pretend around him being fine. We share same level of dark humor and random bad flirts, it has been going on. For last 3 years I have know him, somewhere in between the lines from hating him to liking him as a person blurred into loving him for who he is, but now that he loves, no he said maybe, he maybe loves me too, I don't know. I am scared what if I hurt him too, what if my sadness becomes too much for him, he doesn't know how to deal with it. He needs to know about all the therapy sees ions I have taken and my past, that I... I.. killed..someone. My hands are shaking again just with the thought of having to tell him everything. How will he react, will he understand it wasn't my intention? HE will hate me? leave me.. but if that's the right thing okay. I will tell him all of them later today before he makes up his mind about me. I shouldn't keep him in dark now that we.. might become something more than friends. I take in a few breathes calm down Payu your life is better now, you aren't your past and problems you will be fine, you have Luv and Ayan and other friends counting on you. Your brother is depending on you, your family needs you, you have to try harder. I put in my earphones and let songs fill my head letting go of all the thoughts. I am numb.

I didn't knew that I fell asleep, I woke up a while ago to use washroom and now, I am hungry lying on bed. 'aaaaaah' I sigh. I haven't decided what I am gonna wear tomorrow, oh my Goddd I also forgot to ask what time we are meeting from Ayan. I search for my phone.

its 2.56 am and I have a few missed calls from Luv and a lot of texts. I open to check and its Luv, being Luv. First she simps a bit about her partner then she has sent me pics of Mitsy, her cat and then to quote her "for god sake don't wear something all black tomorrow" "and if he tries anything you don't like, feel free to kill him!!!!! I will help to dispose shrimp's body B)" ''and where are u guys going???'' ''do u need me to come over to help u?'' ''yk whut I am still coming, I don't trust you'' ''text me the time asap babe or me will be invading your house tomorrow'' ''night love :3'' I am laughing reading her texts and the way she is more excited for my date than me, but I know why she is. I see Ayan has texted me too, 'I will be at your home till 10 am, wear something comfortable and also pack a set of simple clothes. I wont tell you details yet but I can assure this will be one of your best if not the best XD' I am all shy with the first thought that popped up in my mind what a trash.

I go to kitchen and put water to boil, text Luv to come at my house at till 8 am, after her gym and and set alarm for waking up early. I am too lazy to work now I will just have some instant noodle. and sleep.

sunday////////

*ding dong ding dong ding dong*

'oh my God Luv learn patience' I rush to open the door. 'hiiiiiiiiiiiiiii' she squeals, she has a bubbly personality for most parts, or else murderer, and she is in her gym clothes itself ' and you haven't even showered yet have you??' ' oh you are definitely my babe' she makes a finger heart towards me 'You know me so well meri jaan' I roll my eyes at her 'tch, are you hungry?' 'what have you cooked? and who am I to say no to food??' 'nothing much just a shortcut pasta' 'damnnnn pastaaaa!'she is such a kid 'just give me 10 mins i will take a showers asap' 'NO!' I shout 'not asap' 'ok miss always paranoid' I glare at her as she mocks me with showing her tongue. And she disappears to bath with the same speed she came inside.

She is sitting on the sofa while I have been modeling clothes for her approval, its been 15 mins and whatever I wear, she hates all of them.

'how is this?' 'are you going to give a presentation?' 'ok this?' 'you are kidding me.' ' this?' ' you look like a teacher tired of life in all of them' 'I am tired, if you have a problem in all of them? then why don't you get up and help me out ' and I drag her to my room.

15 mins later, we come to conclusion of me wearing a denim wrap up dress with a black tank inside. I would have not choose it but Luv wont let me wear anything like a set of top and bottoms.

'Payu, can you not wear black one day?' she says in a pleading way ' you know why, and it's barely visible and it works well' 'oh god girl' she says in a dramatic tone and come towards me 'and why are you not showing your sexy assets' she says doing that weird thing with her hands. 'LUV.' I am judging her hard, not really If I was her I would be saying same thing to her. 'you know I don't like it, I am conscious about it too much' 'Its not like he hasn't seen them, infact he was the one losing consciousness, his mind and his sleep over it' she winks at me and I give an angry look to her to shut up. 'Fine miss never break any rule, but he is gonna see them when you are alone' she can't have her mouth shut can she? 'Don't tell me you are gonna stop him if he tries to lay you down if you know what I mean' she is smirking at me, I am blushing and she knows she got me. 'I clearly know what you mean' not that I didn't think about it but now that she said it seems more real what if we.. we do the things today no, no, we can't, its too early and i- i- 'what are you thinking, don't tell me you are already dreaming about things you will do on here' she is sitting on my bed and touching it and damn this girl is really weird, why is she my friend. I am shaking my head in disbelief 'Luv fuck you, and I hate you. I am not thinking anything' but I know my face says a different story than my mouth. 'I will be fucked later for sure' she giggles 'but you are gonna be today.' 'oh my god!!!' I throw a pillow at her 'hahaha you are red like a tomato' 'just go I hate you' she is giggle more and more 'oh you don't I am amazing' and she is right about this 'whatever.' I storm off in bathroom to get my makeup done.

'so how do I look?' I ask her 'very fuckable' she says with mouth full of pasta 'LUV.' 'ok ok, your outfit, its nice and little makeup you did is suitable for this weather, since it rains usually every evening, but ummm something is missing' 'what?' 'wait' she is searching up in my not so secret secret storage mirror damn I love this it was such a rare find. She pulls out the mauve wine lipstick, the one I rarely wear because it stands out too much but I love it. 'you need a darker shade of lipstick you know' 'I don't like to wear dark shades.' I give her a look 'but you still keep buying this' 'yeah because I love how it looks' I am objecting. 'so wear it. don't give me any look, wear it.' I give in her choice because I did thought to wear that shade today but then I didn't maybe I just needed a reassurance, and Luv was right, it was the missing thing. I love how I look. I hope he likes seeing me like this too, even if he has seen me as a mess too.

9.50 AM

'OHHOOOO ''incoming call from KALYANAM<3"' Luv shouts from living room.

'yeah coming' I grab my purse and give me a last look in front of mirror, I FEEL PRETTY.

I pick up the call ignoring the sly smile Luv was throwing at me with making a heart

'He-Hello' I am already smiling 'hii, I am downstairs' He is smiling too 'yeah give me 5 mins coming' I am nervous

tagging @hell-lit011019 @vellibandi @damnn-dorothea @pheonix-thefirebird

(bhaiiiii i didnt thought i would write today but here it comes ahaha next whole date will be from ayan ka pov :D or maybe will jump between both of them)

[formulauno98]

Once Upon a Time in Monaco | Chapter Three // Part 2

Monaco may have had a reputation for being glamorous but waking up with a hangover there had you feeling anything but. Wining and dining sponsors was starting to take its toll.

Word Count: 4.7k

Warnings: This one is a slow burn so none

Author’s Notes: Disclaimer, purely fiction, no-one is married in this alt-universe.

Thursday AM

You woke up early the following morning with a thumping headache. Hindsight was a beautiful thing and if you had known about the imminent hangover, you never would have downed that last Negroni.

Groaning as you got up out of bed, rubbing your eyes and pushing the switch to open to lavish curtains, last night came flooding back to you. You weren’t sure what to make of Toto inviting you to his apartment but you were glad you were lucid enough to decline. At best you would have woken up with an even worse hangover and at worst, who knows what could have happened between you and the handsome team principal. There was a spark there for sure but you knew it would be foolish and unprofessional to act on it.

You opened the patio door and stepped out onto the balcony, taking a moment to enjoy the sweeping view of the harbour. The grandstands were already in place ahead of the race weekend as well as a number of extremely large yachts. You were due to dine on one of them on Friday evening, again with Toto, your task being to schmooz some new sponsors. You’d brought a selection of dresses for the occasion and were looking forward to getting dressed up. 

Settling on one of the loungers on your balcony you took out your phone. Surprised to see several notifications from Toto you opened up WhatsApp.

This is mortifying. Do people actually like this?

Last night came rushing back to you, you’d sent Toto one of the many thirst traps of him. Oups.

You scrolled down, Toto had seemingly discovered Tiktok and how to use it.

There are more. I look like a fool in all of them. 

I’m never partying again.

Or wearing a white shirt on the podium.

Or rolling up my sleeves.

You laughed out loud at his monologue.

Y/N, are you awake?

His last text, sent at 2:31 simply read.

Let’s talk tomorrow. Good night.

You gulped, hoping he wasn’t annoyed. You always got too bold when a drink was in your hand and you should have learned your lesson by now.

You decided against a text reply as you’d be seeing him down in the paddock in an hour or so and it might be a better conversation to have in person.

Quickly getting ready you headed down to the hotel lobby to make your way to the track for the day. As always several other team members were milling about and you quickly spotted Bella, the electronics engineer who you had gotten to know in Barcelona.

"Morning Y/N! How are you? How was the dinner?" she greeted you warmly.

"I’m good thanks, how about you? “ you paused, adding The dinner was… interesting. It went well but I stayed out far too late."

"I’m good, got here late last night. Funnily enough, I saw you walking up the hill with Toto. I was having a cheeky cigarette on my balcony and heard laughing. He’s pretty easy to spot. You guys looked pretty chummy." she said, a bemused smile dancing across her face.

Caught by surprise, you tried to laugh it off, "Oh gosh, we drank a little too much so he offered to walk me back up the hill. He had to leave his car at the restaurant."

"Really?" her eyes widened, "Just the two of you? Or the UBS guys too?"

You paused again, not wanting to start paddock rumours, "All of us." A little white lie here and there wouldn’t hurt. You liked Bella but weren’t sure how much you could trust her for now.

"Oof, a fun night then? Nice of him to walk you home safe. I think he likes you." she teased.

"He’s just a gentleman, I’m sure he does that for everyone." you brushed it off.

Bella looked unconvinced, "I’ve never seen him link arms with anyone, giggling." 

"He was just drunk, he could barely stand up. I was worried about him going home by himself." you lied.

"You could have gone back with him?" she said cheekily.

"Because that would be extremely professional in my third week on the job," you replied sarcastically.

"Ooh, so you would if circumstances were different?" Bella’s face lit up.

"Of course not. He’s nice but not my type, not to mention he’s virtually double my age. Him being my boss aside." you said.

“Sure, sure,” said Bella, “Joking aside, I’m glad it went well. I know you were nervous but I knew they’d be nothing to worry about. We’re laughing about him but Toto knows the art of the deal.”

“Indeed.” You replied, somewhat received the grilling was over, you added, “Are you heading to the track?”

“I’m going to a mini briefing first then yes heading down, are you going now?” She said, gesturing towards a few of her colleagues who were nearby.

“Yes I am, so I will see you down there. Nice to chat, we should try and grab drinks on Saturday night maybe?” In your current hungover state, you couldn’t think of anything worse than going out but you hoped by Saturday you’d be feeling up to it. You wanted to get to know the team better and Bella was your way into the technical side of things.

“Absolutely, I think the guys were planning something so let’s text and we’ll figure it out.” Bella smiled, “Right, I had better go, see you later Y/N”

“Sounds like a plan, see you later Bella.” You turned and made your way out of the lobby and into the sunshine.

FRIDAY AM

Yesterday had flown by, with briefing and meeting after briefing and meeting. You had barely stopped and had welcomed an early night. Waking up, you felt well-rested and eager for the day that lay ahead.

Tonight was your potential new sponsor’s yacht dinner and you wanted to make sure you were looking your best so had done a fair amount of pampering the evening before. Your dinner hosts were a fintech company who were new to the F1 sponsorship game. Having done your due diligence, you had discovered that the men you were meeting were much younger than your typical sponsors, closer to your age than Toto’s so you hoped that they would be more receptive to your negotiations than the formidable team boss’.

You hadn’t seen or heard from Toto yesterday and were still unsure how he would be when you did. You hoped that you might see him before this evening as it could potentially be a little awkward considering how things were left. Just as you were thinking about this your phone buzzed.

Y/N, are you available for lunch with TW?

It was Lara, Toto’s assistant. You quickly replied.

Yes of course, in Toto’s office? What time?

You had almost finished getting ready when your phone buzzed again. This time it was Toto.

Y/N, are you available for lunch? I’d like to see you. TW.

You’d barely pressed reply when your phone buzzed again, this time it was Lara.

Yes please, 13h00.

Scrambling to reply to both you followed up Lara’s message first with a punchy.

Great. In the diary.

You then started typing your reply to Toto.

Sounds good, I have organised it with Lara. 

Again your phone buzzed twice in quick succession.

Thank you Y/N. Lara’s message was short and to the point.

Thanks. I will see you later. Toto’s message was equally as short, he was a busy man after all.

FRIDAY PM

You were sitting in your office at the track with a closed laptop, having finished up your morning’s calls and emails. Lunch with Toto was any minute now and while waiting for the inevitable knock on your office door from Lara you thought you’d take a minute to refresh your make-up.

You were midway through putting on bright red lipstick when the knock came, although it wasn’t Lara as you had suspected but in fact Toto himself.

“Y/N, are you off the phone?” His deep voice came from the other side of the door.

You hurriedly hid your make-up bag in case he opened the door, calling out “Yes sure, shall I come next door?”

“Yes please, I’ve had lunch laid out already.” Breathing a sigh of relief that he hadn’t seen you primping, you heard Toto’s footsteps make the short trip back to his office. Getting up from your chair, you straightened your outfit and made your way to join him.

“Hello Y/N.” Toto was sat on one side of his desk, an impressive spread of salads and quiches laid out in front of him.

“Hi, Toto. How are you?” You were slightly unnerved as Toto didn’t break eye contact as you took the seat across from him.

“Good thank you, and yourself?” He said still not breaking eye contact.

“I’m great thanks, it’s been a busy morning but I’m excited for this evening and the weekend that lies ahead.” you felt yourself rambling and feeling awkward you decided to address the elephant in the room, “How were you yesterday? I hope you weren’t feeling too rough?”

Breaking his steely gaze, Toto smiled slightly, “I was fine. I trust you were too? I was surprised not to hear from you, after your late-night message?” 

Feeling slightly like he was scolding you, you retorted, “I was fine, I had meetings all day so I was short on time.” Softening slightly, you added, “Sorry I didn’t reply, I didn’t want to disturb you yesterday.”

Seemingly appeased, Toto eyed you up. “That’s very considerate. In future please let me know that you are okay, I was worried. I almost sent Lara to your hotel to check on you.”

“That’s very kind, hopefully, this evening won’t be quite so merry though. We’ll be in bed by eleven o’clock tops.” Toto’s eyes went wide, and realising your faux-pas you added, “In bed sleeping. Our separate beds sleeping.”

Toto laughed, “I know what you meant but it sounded funny. I think that would get the sponsors talking.” 

Blushing, you replied, “Not in the way we want.”

“I suppose not.” Toto looked deep in thought, “Please do dig in, Lara over-ordered I think, there is enough food for at least four people here.”

Dig in you did, and you carried on chatting strategy for the evening’s dinner as you wolfed down your salads. Toto would play hardball and you would take a softer approach, offering them deal sweeteners such as paddock passes and driver meet-and-greets. Money can’t buy experiences that didn’t cost the team much at all.

“Thank you for joining me Y/N. It’s nice to be able to chat and take some time out. It feels easy with you.” Toto looked genuinely happy as he cleared his plate.

“Well thank you for inviting me, it was nice to chat too.” You smiled at him, before adding, “Sorry if I freaked you out by sending you the thirst traps the other night, I know it was somewhat inappropriate but I do think it’s important you know about them.”

“I can’t say I love them but thank you for making me aware.” Toto looked bashful, “The internet is a crazy place sometimes. Why anyone would want me like that I still don’t know.”

“Don’t be silly, have you seen yourself? It’s hardly surprising.” You tried to backtrack, hoping you didn’t sound too forward, “Look at the other team principals, there aren’t any others like you.”

“Well thank you Y/N. I’m not sure I agree but I’ll take your word for it.” Toto looked bemused. “I wonder if the others get the same treatment.”

“I can’t say I’ve ever seen a Christian Horner thirst trap, nor do I particularly want to seek one out but in the name of research I’ll have my team look into it.” You smirked, “If I do encounter one, I will of course be expensing the therapy bill.”

“Of course.” Toto laughed, “I’m surprised you didn’t ask that after watching mine.”

“Oh.” Struggling not to laugh you joked, “Don’t worry the bill is on its way.”

“Watch out, after your Drive to Survive debut you might have some fans of your own,” Toto said cheekily.

“I very much doubt that but let’s see.” You retorted. Toto looked at you intensely and opened his mouth to say something before being interrupted by a knock on the door.

“Come in.” He said, still gazing at you.

Lara opened the door, “Sorry to interrupt but Toto, it’s two o’clock, I have Dave downstairs for you, can I bring him up?” 

“Shit, I lost track of the time. We have finished anyway. Could you please have someone clear lunch and then bring him up?” Toto said, hurriedly stacking cutlery.

“No problem, I’ll send someone now and stall him with a coffee,” Lara said.

“Great, thank you,” Toto said, dismissing his assistant.

“Sorry that was my fault,” you said, apologetically, helping Toto to clear his desk, neatly stacking the empty plates on one corner.

“Not at all, not at all, I enjoy our chats. You’re the only one who talks to me like I am a person and not a dragon.” Toto said.

“So you’ve said. Well, I suppose I had better head off. Can I take any of this?” You asked, standing up and gesturing at the plates.

“No, no, it’s good. Lara is sending someone.” Toto waved his hands, “I will see you later in your hotel lobby at seven-thirty.”

“Thank you, Toto, see you later.” You said, making your way out of his compact office.

FRIDAY EVENING

You were almost ready, having gone back and forth in your girls’ group chat on outfits once again. This time you’d settled on a long, red ruffled slip dress from Rat and Boa. You’d picked it up in Barcelona and were excited to wear it, fashioning your hair into a sleek bun and finishing the look with some minimal gold hoops. You kept your make-up simple with winged eyeliner and your trusty red lipstick. Glancing at the clock it was seven thirty on the dot so you grabbed your clutch bag and dashed down to the lobby where you immediately spotted Toto, leaning casually on a marble column.

“Good evening, you scrub up well!” You said, kissing Toto on the cheek. The dinner was a black tie event and Toto had pulled out all of the stops, looking dapper in a black tuxedo, white shirt and black bow tie. 

Toto looked equally as enamoured with your outfit, bending down to kiss your other cheek and taking a step back to admire your dress, “Y/N, you look like a supermodel.”

“At this height? Shhh. But I’ll take that!” You said, laughing it off. 

“Honestly, you look beautiful.” He said, still looking you up and down.

“Well, you’re not so bad yourself.” You replied, “Shall we head off? Sorry, I’m a little late, my meetings ran late so I had about thirty seconds to get ready.”

“Yes of course. If you can look like that in thirty seconds, I’d love to see what you can do in an hour.” Toto said smoothly as you made your way out to the valet.

“Essentially this with better make-up.” You batted his compliment off, concerned you were quickly getting into flirting territory once again.

“Better? This is perfect.” He said sweetly, as the valet pulled up in his classic Mercedes. 

You almost had deja-vu as Toto helped you into the passenger seat, this time taking his time to tuck your dress into the footwell.

“Thanks, Toto,” you said as he closed the door, rushing around to the driver's seat.

“For what?” He asked, as he started the engine and pulled out of the hotel driveway.

“For coming to collect me, I could have got a car or a taxi.” You turned to him, “It’s very kind of you.”

“Well, it looks strange if we arrive at different times. You’ll see as time goes on that our team is a family and we always try to convey that to the outside world, especially to sponsors and partners.” He said effusively.

“It really is lovely,” you said, turning back to gaze out of the window at the spectacular marina view, “Monaco is so beautiful, I’m looking forward to tonight.”

“You think? It is too built up for my liking.” Toto said, “I prefer the scenery about twenty minutes down the coast where it’s more rugged.”

“Interesting,” you said, “I’ll have to check it out sometime.”

“I can show you if we ever have time.” He smiled.

“I’d like that,” you continued looking out at the view, “So, I’m thinking we lay off the negronis tonight?”

“For sure, I don’t think I could stomach it. I’ll be on champagne and sparkling water only.” He said, somewhat apologetically.

“Don’t worry, I think I’ll be the same, I don’t want to fall off the boat.” You teased.

“Yes that wouldn’t be the wisest course of action,” he chuckled. 

As Toto drove down the winding roads towards the marina, you fell into a comfortable silence, admiring the dusky views. You glanced down as he shifted gears and couldn’t help but notice how large his hand was on the gearstick, gulping as you thought about the fact that he’d easily be able to wrap his hands around your waist. Not one to miss a trick, he caught you staring, “I know it’s an odd gearstick, not the easiest to drive to tell you the truth.”

Breathing a sigh of relief that he thought you were interested in the car you replied, “Yes, very unusual. I can’t say I’ve ever seen one like it.”

You carried on discussing classic cars for the rest of the journey, Toto incredibly animated as he spoke about his love for all things motoring. You were surprised to learn that had a small but impressive collection of fifties and sixties sports cars as well as a few motorbikes. He was clearly a man who enjoyed the finer things in life without being flashy. His garage comprised of Mercedes, Porsches and an old Ferrari, not the brash Lamborghinis, Paganis and McLarens that lined the streets of Monte Carlo.

It wasn’t long before you reached the Yacht Club with Toto pulling up to the valet service. You hopped out, making sure not to tangle your dress as Toto handed the keys over. You took in your surroundings, not sure in which direction to look, never having been this close to so many super yachts. Ever the gentleman, Toto made his way around to the passenger side of the car and stuck his arm out for you to help walk across the floating marina tiles.

"I think they will be somewhere over there." he pointed down one of the outer avenues of the marina towards a few of the larger yachts. 

"Not too far then," you replied with a smile.

Just as you started to make your way towards the floating platform an extremely tanned, smartly dressed man approached you.

"Good evening Mr Wolff, Madame. Please let me show you the way," he said, gesturing for you to follow him down the route you had already been heading.

"Thank you," said Toto politely, turning to wink at you, knowing full well that he knew the way without directions. 

It wasn’t long before you reached the impressive yacht that was to be your venue for the evening. It was one of the largest boats in the marina and was sparkling with lights strung across the deck. Tinkly piano music was already playing and you could hear the buzz of voices and glasses clinking from the other side of the deck.

As you made your way up the ramp you were suddenly not sure of the correct yacht etiquette, knowing that you normally remove your shoes once on deck. You decided you’d take Toto’s lead on this one and waited to see what he would do.

Fortunately, your dilemma was quickly solved as Toto knelt down next to a basket of shoes. You quickly followed suit and divested yourself of your sparkly sandals. The first hurdle complete, Damian, your host for the evening then sauntered around to greet you.

"Mr Wolff, Miss Y/N, lovely to meet you at long last." he stuck out a hand to shake Toto’s before greeting you with double kisses.

"Likewise, this is a beautiful boat, it’s such a treat to be invited to dinner," said Toto.

"She’s not bad is she?" Damian chuckled, "Please follow me, we’re waiting for two more then we will start serving."

As you followed Damian around towards the front deck you took in the luxurious surroundings. The deck was immaculately teaked and lit with golden lights on each side. Too distracted for your own good, you tripped up a small stair. 

"Are you okay?" Toto whispered, putting his hand on the small of your back protectively.

"Yes, too busy admiring the scenery," you mumbled, a little embarrassed by your slip-up, a tingle running down your spine as Toto’s hand lingered on your back. 

“It happens to the best of us.” He said kindly, dropping his hand and allowing you to continue following Damian around to the front deck where the dinner was taking place. A large white tablecloth-adorned table greeted you, laid out with impressive floral arrangements and glittering candles. Damian had pulled out all of the stops.

The table was set for at least twenty, you tried to count the chairs but lost count after fourteen, with well-dressed guests milling about. No sooner had you come around the corner than several heads whipped around, clearly noticing Toto. He was a man who commanded attention wherever he went and you spent the next ten minutes being greeted and introduced to everybody on board.

It wasn’t long before a gong sounded, signifying it was time to sit down for dinner. You searched for your name on the place cards and weren’t surprised to see that you were seated in between Damian and Toto. You made to pull out your chair but ever the gentleman, Toto got there first, making sure you sat before he did.

“Thank you, Toto, such a gentleman,” you smiled, as he settled down beside you.

“I try,” he smirked.

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You spent the next hour being wined and dined by Damian and his team. Fortunately, he was an interesting man and time flew as you chatted all about his business and what he could bring to the table for your team. Toto was engrossed in conversation with Damian’s business partner who was sat opposite so you were alone in discussing the logistics of the deal.

It wasn’t long before dinner was wrapped and the evening was quietening down. Toto had turned his attention to you and Damian, keen to close the deal before the end of the night. You were glad that he now trusted you enough to take the lead on this and Damian agreed to your terms in no time at all, calling for one more bottle of champagne to be brought over to celebrate.

As you said cheers Toto caught your eye, smiling proudly. You met his gaze and smiled back before knocking back your final glass of champagne. It had gotten cold on the yacht as the evening had darkened and you were shivering slightly in your strappy dress, eager to make a move. Noticing this, Toto began to steer the conversation towards an endpoint and it wasn’t long before you were making your move back to dry land.

“You look so cold Y/N, please take my jacket.” He said kindly as you both knelt to put your shoes back on.

“No, it’s cold, you should keep it! It’s not far back to the car.” You said, your voice shaking as your teeth slightly chattered.

“Nonsense,” Toto said, removing his jacket and gently draping it around your shoulders. “Here, you need it more than I do.”

“Thank you, Toto,” you said, “You’re too kind.”

“It’s the least I could do, thanks to you we landed a new sponsor who is going to be a great fit.” He said in a hushed tone, conscious you were still on Damian’s boat.

“Fingers crossed,” you said, getting up and starting to make your way back down the ramp to the marina, careful not to lose your footing. Toto quickly followed, making your way back towards the valet.

“By the way, my driver is going to collect us as I’ve had some champagne,” Toto said. 

“You have a driver?” You said incredulously, before realising of course he would.

“Yes, only on special occasions though, I should have thought ahead the other night but didn’t plan for the negronis.” He said bashfully.

“That’s cool, I didn’t plan for that either.” You said, laughing at the memory of you both staggering back up the hill, “I had fun though!”

“So did I Y/N.” he smiled, before adding “Oh he’s here already.”

You followed Toto towards a black Mercedes saloon, the driver hopping out to greet you both. “Good evening Mr Wolff, Miss Y/N.”

You slid into the back seat, surprised to see Toto follow you in through the same door, making you move across.

“Sorry Y/N, this is bad manners but it’s cold.” He said guiltily, settling down beside you.

“Not at all, would you like your jacket back?” You asked.

“Please keep it for the ride, we’ll drop you off first,” Toto said, murmuring your hotel address to his driver.

“Thank you, I appreciate that.” You said before turning towards him, a glint in your eye, “Now that we’re off the boat, what did you think of Damian?”

Toto paused, measuring his words, “I liked him, he’s very Silicon Valley but he seems like a good man. I’m looking forward to seeing him in the paddock, he enjoys Formula One and racing, it’s refreshing. What did you think?”

“I would agree, he was very down-to-earth. I think he was in awe of you.” You said.

“Do you think?” Toto smiled, “I thought he was in awe of you, he couldn’t stop staring at you all night.”

“That’s only because I was sat next to you and was in the way.” You laughed, “As you said, he appreciates his racing. He was so impressed that you were such good friends with Niki. He kept asking me about him.”

“Interesting,” Toto’s eyebrow raised, “I think he was more impressed by your red dress but we’ll beg to differ. Niki would have liked you, you know.”

Surprised by this admission, you replied, “Do you think?”

“I know, and not just because of the red dress.” He laughed, “You’re very straightforward and don’t bullshit like so many other Comms people. It’s a skill.”

“Thank you, that means a lot,” you said, not sure what to make of his compliment. “I would have loved to have met him, he sounded like a cool guy. It must be horrid not having him around.”

Toto sighed, “Yes, I miss him every day. There are always so many things I wish I could ask him.”

“I’m sorry,” you said, lightly placing your hand on Toto’s where it rested on the middle seat, “These things never get any easier but hopefully we can get back on top and create some new happy memories in his honour.”

“I hope so,” Toto said, flipping your hand and squeezing it in his. “Let’s hope tomorrow and Sunday bring some success.”

———

SUNDAY EVENING

Unfortunately, it wasn’t to be, a poor qualifying was followed with Lewis finishing P5 and George P7 in the race, far from the championship-contending victories your team desperately needed. Morale was low and after getting a dressing down from Toto and the Chief Engineer in the post-race debrief, the team were not in the mood to celebrate. Drinks with Bella and the team had never happened and the air was thick with frustration. The graft had started for Baku and you were thankful to be flying out of Nice airport.

Still perplexed by Toto and his flirty but gentlemanly nature you’d laid low during the race weekend, making sure all contact went through Lara. Your next one-on-one wouldn’t be until the Friday before Baku so you had plenty of time to get your thoughts in order.

[munsonshair]

It Started with a T-Shirt ~ eddie munson x reader

summary: y/n is new to Hawkins. She finds herself head over heels for the town freak, eddie munson, on her first few days in town.

warnings: mentions of emotional abuse, cuss words, light fluff

a/n: hi guys! this is a bit of a slow burn but please give it time? let me know what you all think of it! (p.s. thank you so much for all the love you guys showed on my first oneshot!! i appreciate you all, i love you!!)

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You moved to Hawkins during the summer which is the worst time anyone can move to a different city. You’re originally from California but soon had to move because of your dad’s work promotion. It was just the two of you for a couple of years now since the divorce.

Your mother was an alcoholic who would often pick fights with you or your dad. Ever since she told you that life would have been easier without you, your dad kicked her out of the house. He’s always doing his best to make you feel like you’re enough and that you’re safe but you cant help but feel lonely inside.

Sure you knew that he loved you to death but there was just that empty feeling. You werent quite sure why you felt that way but you knew it had something to do with your mom. The way she treated you was something you wouldnt wish upon anyone. Not even your biggest enemy.

But now that you’re moving to Indiana, you cant help but feel excited.

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You make it to your nice suburban house. Your dad’s job pays good so it was no surprise when he bought a two story house in a nice neighborhood.

You begin to unload your stuff as well as helping your dad with other boxes of appliances. You go up to the door and begin your exploration. Your house was nice. High ceilings, a big living room connected to the kitchen which had white cupboard and marble tabletops. Not a single carpet floor in sight.

You then make your way upstairs to find your room which was a pretty decent size. You walk in and theres a window at the other end of the room and off to the side you see your closet. You walk in further to see your backyard from your window. Oh how excited you were for it to be fall. Seeing the brown and orange leaves fall from the tree as its raining.

Such a cozy feeling.

You head back downstairs to gather all your things and take them up to your bedroom. Your dad helps you assemble your bed and you do the same for him when you both finish. It took up almost the whole first day to get settled in since there wasnt much to unload. Sure you guys had enough furniture but you figured your dad would go out another day for more decorations.

As night came, you say your goodnights to your dad and before you can leave he asks, “Lets watch a movie tomorrow, yeah? Take a day off to relax and go out and see what Hawkins is like.”

“Of course dad, I’d love to.” you reply to him and give him a smile.

“‘Night sweetie, love you.”

“Love you too dad.”

You head upstairs and begin to change into some shorts and an oversized t-shirt to bed. You’re awake on your bed for a while, staring outside the window. You couldn’t help but think about how your first senior day at Hawkins high will be like. You eventually doze off and start making up scenarios in your head.

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You wake up to your dad calling out your name. You turn to look at the clock besides your bed and-

9:15 am

Its so early, why is he up at this time?

You throw on some jeans, discarding the shorts you had on and go to the bathroom for your daily morning pee and to brush your teeth. You then go downstairs and find your dad making breakfast.

“Smells good, dad. But its too early!” you begin to complain to him.

“You have to get back on routine of waking up early y/n. Im doing you a favor here.” He says chuckling a bit.

“Whatever you say.” You playfully say rolling your eyes. He hands you a plate of pancakes and eggs and you begin to drop syrup all over your food. The sweetness of the syrup tastes amazing with the savoriness of the eggs.

“Youre disgusting.” you dad taunts but you put your hand in front of his face as he talks. You eat your breakfast with him and once you finish, you head over to the couch to lounge.

“Dont get tired too fast, sweetie. We’re going to rent out a movie and check out Hawkins while we’re at it.” He yells to you and you give him a thumbs up.

Once he finishes, you get in the car with him and head to Family Video to rent out a movie. Once you both arrive there, you’re greeted by a lovely girl. You look for a name tag and find out her name is Robin.

“Welcome to Family Video! If you need anything, let me know!” She give you a smile and you smile back. She looked about your age and god you wished she went to Hawkins High.

You look through the aisles trying to find a horror movie while your dad looks through the comedy section. As your just about to pick out a movie, a voice says, “Finding everything okay?” This time it wasnt that sweet voice you heard earlier, but instead it was a male employee. You look over and see a pretty gorgeous man with amazing hair.

He was pretty tall so you looked up at him and said, “Everything’s all good…” You search for a name tag but are interrupted.

“-Steve. The names Steve, and you are?” He says and puts out his hand for a shake.

“Y/N. The names y/n.” you reply, mocking him a little as you shake his hand. His hands are big. Woah.

“I’ve never seen you before and I know petty much everyone.” He says as he’s smirking.

“Well hello Mr. Popular.” you tease him. “I just moved here.”

“That seems to explain it. Are you going to Hawkins High? Or are you a drop out?” He says then laughs.

“I am going to Hawkins High. Do you go there?”

“Nah. I graduated a year ago, but Robin does go there.” He says and looks over to the front of the store to point her out. “She’s gonna be a senior this year.”

A feeling of relief washes over you. “That’s good news. I’ll be a senior too. Hopefully we become friends.” You say to him and he turns to look at Robin who is secretly trying to look at the two of you.

“I think you two will become pretty close.” He says with a smile and leaves to talk to Robin about you. You didn’t mind it though since you had a feeling they were good people with kind hearts.

You pick up the movie A Nightmare on Elm Street 2: Freddy’s Revenge and look for your dad. He reluctantly agrees to watch it and you head up to the front of the store to pay. You talk to Robin for a bit and it seemed like you two would be the best of friends.

As your dad had planned, you took a “tour” around the city and trying to get to know it a little better. You passed by the cinema, shopping centers, arcades, and some other neighborhoods. As you guys approach a neighborhood, you see a guy with black, curly long hair. He catches your attention since he’s seemed to be the only one who dressed differently than others.

He’s wearing black ripped jeans with some white mid rise shoes and a leather jacket over an ozzy osbourne t-shirt. You’ve never seen anyone else with a t-shirt of one of your all time favorite artists in town so he seemed interesting. His face was hidden because of his hair but then turned his head and makes eye contact with you.

It was like he sensed someone staring.

As soon as he turned. You saw his face. His face was just so. So dreamy? So gorgeous? You couldn’t quite tell but god was he perfect. You could see his brown eyes. Such beautiful eyes he has. It was like love at first sight in a way.

What are you thinking y/n? You don’t even know this guys name and you’re already falling for him?

You give him a small smile and a little wave and to your surprise, he waves back and gives you a smile. He looks confused? But isn’t weirded out by your wave. An instant feeling of shyness washes over you as he looks into your eyes.

God you’re so pathetic y/n. There’s no way you could be falling for a mystery guy.

Your dad drives you home but you didn’t notice till he stops the car. All you were thinking about was about the guy in the ozzy osbourne t-shirt.

You settle back home and watch the movie with your dad. He’s way more scared than you are but honestly, you weren’t even paying attention to the movie. You were making fake scenarios in your head about that guy. That beautiful mysterious guy.

The movie ends and you say your good nights to your dad and he reminds you that tomorrow is your first day at Hawkins High.

Shit.

You had forgotten all about school starting. You quickly go up to your room and start planning out an outfit for tomorrow because you didn’t want to spend your morning worrying about what to wear.

You pick out a black t-shirt that has Iron Maiden’s album cover on it called killers. To go with it, you choose some dark washed mom jeans and your white nikes for shoes. Once you choose your outfit, you change into shorts and doze off, thinking about that guy.

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You’re awaken by your alarm and you turn it off, groaning.

6:15

Crap. It’s so early

You eventually got up and went to the bathroom to do your business and once you had finished, you went to get ready on some light makeup. All you put on is mascara and some black eyeshadow on the outer corners of your eyes. Not too much but enough to make you feel good. You top off your look with some tinted lip gloss. You looked… hot. You looked amazing.

You changed your clothes and tied your t-shirt from the the back so it tightened you at the waist. If you could date yourself, you would cause damn.

You finish up and go downstairs and find your dad eating cereal waiting for you to finish. He’s such an amazing dad, you thought. He does everything for you.

“You ready to go, sweetie?” He asks looking up from his cereal.

“Lets go.” You reply.

He drops you off at school and you don’t notice it but your palms are sweaty. Your dad notices you’re nervous and says, “Hey, have a good day okay? You’ll be fine, sweetie. Promise.” He gives you a reassuring smile. You smile back and say goodbye and begin to walk towards the building.

You go to the office for a copy of the school map since you were going to be lost where you find that guy. Your heart rate increased by what seemed to be a hundred times faster.

“I don’t want to see you here again, Mr. Munson. Not as a senior. Sound good?” Says what seemed to be the principal.

Munson. Is that his name? No it can’t be. He said Mr. Right?

“This is my year, I can feel it. 86’ baby!” Mr. Munson says smiling. He turns and looks at you.

It’s like he sensed you again.

Crap.

He ends up looking at you. Up and down. Your legs feel like jelly and you notice he has his tongue pointed upwards at the corner of his mouth.

Oh god.

He walks towards you and says, “That shirt looks good on you. Favorite song from Killer, go.” He rests his hand on your shoulder.

Holy shit.

“Um. M-Murders in the rue morgue” you say to him as you stutter. Kill me now!

“Ah. Good choice, sweetheart” He says with a smirk

Holy shit. Oh god! Sweetheart? It’s like he knows what i like?

“I prefer Another Life. But I guess I could live with you liking that song.” He plays with your shirt in between his thumb and index finger.

You both end up walking out together and you ask him “May I ask what your name is, Mr. Munson? Or am I just gonna have to call you by your last name?” You ask him as you stop walking and get in front of him.

He looks down at you and points to your shirt. He says nothing but continues to stare at you with those big brown eyes.

“You’ll find out soon, sweetheart. I’ll give you a hint, I’m everywhere on Iron Maiden.” He tells you as he’s smirking.

What? Everywhere on Iron Maiden? The fuck is that supposed to mean?

You give him a confused look and he just smiles back down at you.

“I’ll figure you out soon, sweetheart” you say to him as you mock him. You leave him standing there as the bells rings. He’s in complete shock. No one’s ever called him that and he doesn’t know how to feel about it. All he does know is that he wants to hear it again. Especially by you.

He had realized he didn’t ask for your name and he was feeling so much regret.

Your first few classes weren’t as bad as you thought they would go. It was all just a bunch of iceberg activities to get the class comfortable. But you couldn’t help yourself but think about what he meant. Everywhere on Iron Maiden. Oh my god.

Then it hit you. The fucking mascot of Iron Maiden is named Eddie. Eddie is everywhere on Iron Maiden. Holy shit. You felt like a goddamn detective.

Soon it was lunch time and you make your way to the cafeteria and get some food. Once you get your food, you look around for Eddie or Robin. Or even just an empty table to sit at. You looked around and you spot Robin sitting amongst her friends.

You go up to her and say hi and she welcomes you.

“Oh my god hi y/n! It’s so nice to see you!” She says as she gets up and hugs you. “Guys this is y/n, she’s new here and I wanted to give her a nice welcome to Hawkins friend.”

You say hello to everyone and they all greet you back. You sit down next to Robin and start chatting about how your day went. You also tell her about your interaction with Eddie and her eyes were wide open.

“Eddie? The guy with the curly long hair?” You nod and smile. “Holy shit y/n! He’s called ‘the Freak’ and a ‘cult leader’.” You look at her confused.

“What? He seems really nice though? I think the people who say that just don’t know him.” you say, defending him.

“I don’t know. He’s kinda weird, at least I think so.” She says looking down at her food.

Then out of nowhere, all you hear is his voice just yelling at some guy.

“But as long as you’re into band, or science, or parties, or a game where you toss balls into laundry baskets!” Eddie says as he’s on top of the table.

“You want something freak?” says some blonde jock. Eddie gives him no reply, just a silly face. He puts his fingers up to his head, resembling devil horns and he sticks out his tongue. God he’s so dreamy. 

You suddenly feel the need to go up to him so you excuse yourself from Robins table and tell them you’ll be right back. You say your goodbyes for now and head over to Eddie’s table.

You walk over to his table and you feel so nervous. You feel like you can’t walk properly and your legs feel like noodles. You can start to feel the sweat on the palms on your hand begin to grow. You don’t care though, all you want to do is talk to him.

Eddie sees you walking towards his table and excuses himself. “‘Scuse me boys.” He says to the 5 other guys at his table. They all say what in unison and look at him.

Eddie goes up to you and says, “Figure me out yet, doll?”

Doll. Oh god.

He notices your face becoming a bright shade of pink and he smiles. Not a mouth smile, but a long and big happy smile.

He’s so precious.

You look at him and say, “I don’t know, sweetheart. Or should I say Eddie?” You smile at him in a sweet flirtatious way as you place your hand on his shoulder. You don’t know what came over you when you did that but holy shit. You’re glad it did.

Eddie’s in complete shock, smiling directly at you. Sweetheart, he thought to himself. Oh how he much he liked it when you called him that. He felt a sudden redness feeling over him. He pulls you in closer by putting his hand on your waist.

You didn’t mind it, of course. It was like one of your fake scenarios had finally become a reality. You didn’t notice it but since your t-shirt was tied, it made some small room for Eddie to place his hand underneath your shirt. You were close enough to smell him. His musk filling your nose; weed mixed in with some cologne. He was perfect.

You felt the coldness of his rings touch your bare waist and you instantly felt like melting in his hands.

“Looks like you figured it out, darling.” Eddie says, breaking the silence. “Is there any other name I could call you? Perhaps your real name?” He asks you.

You didn’t know this then but Eddie had secretly been asking people what your name was. Apparently one of his friends, Mike, had you in his art class and he asked him for it and of course Mike told him. Eddie asked you this question, though, because he wanted to see your response.

“How about I tell you all about that later? I’m starting to like all of these nicknames you’ve been calling me.” you tell him as you touch his hair. Such amazing hair. Such beautiful curls. You look up at him, staring deeply in his brown eyes that seemed to become darker.

“Is that so, sweetheart?” Eddie pulls you in closer, both of your bodies are touching and he moves your hair to the side of your face and you knew that you wanted to kiss him.

You both leaned in and opened your lips. The kiss was sweet, not too urgent but not too soft. It’s like he filled that emptiness that you felt inside. You opened your mouth, allowing for him to put his tongue in your mouth as he does the same. The kiss was starting to get more urgent as it went on. The grip he had on your waist was getting tighter. The more he did that, the harder you would tug at his hair.

Eventually you broke the kiss, remembering you were in the cafeteria.

“Get a room lovebirds!” You heard someone say from Eddie’s table. He was wearing a hat that said ‘Thinking Cap’ and had brown curly hair. He seemed pretty young.

“Shut up Henderson!” Eddie replies to him, yelling.

“I think we should take him up on that offer, sweetheart.” You say to Eddie since you realized he liked it when you called him that.

Eddies turns back at you and smiles.

“I think we should, y/n.” Eddie kisses the top of your head and puts his arm around you. You stare at him realizing that he knew your name all along. You couldn’t help but smile. He walks you over to his table and introduces you to everyone. “Guys, this is y/n. Y/N, guys.” He says and you give everyone a wave.

“Hi guys.” You say to them and they all wave back, introducing themselves.

You knew this was going to be the best senior year ever.

a/n: hopefully you all liked it, let me know what you all think! feedback is always appreciated <33

#eddie oneshot #eddie munson #eddie munson x reader #stranger things 4 #eddie stranger things #joseph quinn #eddie munson stranger things #eddie headcanons #eddie x y/n #eddie x you #stranger things #eddie my love

[cartoon-lizard]

Life at Sweet Apple Acres

a short appledash fic i wrote after having a need to read more of them in the future being old and married but there was a noticeable lack of exactly that :’) so enjoy! (i’ll update this with an ao3 link once i get an account lol)

In all her years, Rainbow Dash never believed that she would find home on a farm. Especially not Sweet Apple Acres. She’s sworn multiple times that if she ever got a chance to speak to her younger self, she would never believe her. Sure, being a veteran Wonderbolt and coaching the next generation at the academy, that one was a no-brainer, but living on a farm? Rainbow had to chuckle to herself when thinking about what that conversation would be like. As she’s curled up into her designated seat in the living room, she zones back in on her book. It’d been a while since she read through the Daring Do series, her last meeting with Twilight finally tipping her over the edge and giving in.

Rainbow practically had the pages memorized, Daring Do being really the only series she’s read in its entirety. She remembers back when A.K. Yearling had tried out different genres and published several more successful books after retiring as Daring Do. Rainbow, as her friend, made sure to read all of them as soon as they were released. But it was the original Daring Do series that still held a special place in her heart after all these years. She didn’t get very far in her reading though, as the golden sunlight was shining through the window and onto her seat, slowly putting Rainbow to sleep. It only felt like she had just closed her eyes when the door to the kitchen slammed open and the peace in the house seemingly ended.

Big Mac, Sugar Belle, and their son, Crispin Cake, were all bustling about in the kitchen. Thursday was one of their nights for making dinner, and each of them liked to do it all together. Rainbow marked her place in her book and stretched in her chair, yawning loudly to announce her presence. Sure enough, Crispin leaned out the doorway and smiled.

“Hi, Aunt Dashie!” He waved his hoof enthusiastically.

Rainbow waved back, leaning back with one hoof behind her head. “Hey, kiddo. What’s for dinner?”

“I think Mama said we’re having spaghetti tonight!”

“That sounds good, bud,” she suddenly sits up, eyebrows knit with slight concern. “Have you seen AJ? I came home early and thought she’d be out apple bucking, but I haven’t seen her.”

“I think Auntie Jack was over at the animal sanctuary, helping out Fluttershy.” The colt tapped his chin like he was trying to remember.

Rainbow smiled slightly. “That’s probably what’s taken her so long. I bet she’s having to wrangle all of Angel’s kids.”

The pegasus finally got out of her seat, cracking her back and her wings as she did so, and followed her nephew into the kitchen. While Big Mac and Sugar Belle did the cooking, Rainbow helped Crispin set up the table.

“Daddy, do you know if Auntie Applebloom is coming?”

“Eeyup.”

The colt’s smile grew as he went to grab an extra plate. It was clear that he loved his aunts, but he always got excited when he knew Applebloom would be joining them, since she lived closer to town and was usually at the School of Friendship a majority of the time.

Sugar Belle turned the temperature down on the sauce and looked back towards Rainbow Dash. “I hope we didn’t wake you Rainbow, we didn’t realize you were home.”

“Eh, don’t worry about it,” she shrugged, setting down a fork and a spoon. “Practice ended earlier than expected, and instead of starting the next exercise, I just decided to let the recruits have the rest of the day off. But they won’t get it so easy tomorrow when I bring out the Dizzy-tron!”

“It sounds like everything’s been going well with this new batch then?”

“Oh yeah, much fewer show offs and a lot more ponies who actually want to be in the academy.”

After a few more minutes of comfortable silence, Applebloom came bursting through the kitchen door. “I’m here! I’m here! I’m not late, am I?”

“Not at all,” Sugar Belle smiled. “Dinner’s almost ready.”

“Mm, smells like spaghetti!”

It was well after everypony had their plate and was halfway done with their food by the time the kitchen door opened again and in came Applejack, looking frazzled and sweaty.

“Sorry I’m late, y’all,” she said, wiping her forehead, embarrassed. “Hope y’all don’t mind, but I invited Fluttershy over as well.”

The pegasus followed behind sheepishly, even as everypony responded with “there’s enough room”, or “we have plenty to go around”.

“Thank you so much for having me,” Fluttershy said as she sat between Applebloom and Rainbow.

“Been a hot sec,” Rainbow stretched a wing out and pulled Fluttershy in closer for a hug. “How’s the sanctuary been?”

“Oh, wonderful as always.”

“Yeah, ‘cept for all of Angel’s kin. Of all rabbits to multiply, that one knew what he was unleashin’.” Applejack finally sat down after washing her hooves and serving herself a plate. She reached down for Rainbow’s hoof and kissed it, keeping hold of it while she ate.

“And how’s that pesky roomie of yours,” Applebloom added, leaning towards Fluttershy, still under Dash’s wing. “Discord been behavin’ himself?”

“Of course he has,” she paused. “Although he did finally learn how to do the dishes correctly.”

“He doesn’t know how to do the dishes?” Applejack asked between bites. She looked appalled.

“Oh, no, no, he does, it was just… how he did them.”

Rainbow let her go, leaning on one hoof to face her friend. “Which was?”

Fluttershy smirked at the thought. “He would put them in the soapy water, but they would come out dirtier. All this time, I thought he was leaving a pile of dirty dishes, and when I would clean them, he would see the clean dishes and think they would need to be ‘dirtied up’. It went on for a long time until I was in the kitchen when he was doing the dishes and finally noticed.”

Everypony stared at the pegasus as she giggled at the mishap. How she’s managed to live with Discord, nopony knows, but it’s somehow worked for years now and neither friend has ever said anything negative about the other. They didn’t make sense, but as the draconequus always said, what fun is there in making sense?

Dinner continued, Applebloom was asked about how her job at the School of Friendship was going, Crispin told a long story about an adventure he had with Lil’ Cheese, and Sugar Belle updated everyone on how her village was doing after her most recent visit. The sounds of laughter and chatter filled the barn as it always has, decades of old memories within the walls. Eventually it grew late, and Fluttershy felt like she had overstayed her welcome, even though she never did. She tapped three times on the table and an unzipping sound could be heard from the living room, along with a flashing blue and purple glow. She said her goodbyes and stepped through the portal. The family moved into the living room, and as it grew later, Crispin couldn’t hide his yawning anymore, indicating it was time for bed. He gave everyone a sleepy goodnight hug, making sure Applebloom’s was extra tight, and headed upstairs for bed. The two couples and the little sister were left, and even when living together for so long, they still had plenty of stories to share, enough to go well past midnight.

“Applesauce, is that the time?” Applejack said, looking up at the clock. “Sugarcube, are you stayin’ the night here? It's pretty late.”

“Oh, no, I was plannin’ on headin’ back after dinner. Mighta got carried away though with the talkin’.”

“Walk back to your place? At this hour?”

“Well, yeah,” Applebloom said nonchalantly. “I’m not a baby Applejack, I can go by myself.”

Rainbow could tell Applejack tensed when she said that, but then quickly eased up. “You’re right. Sorry, sugarcube, sometimes I still feel like you’re that little filly. I’ll walk ya’ out.”

Applebloom smiled as she got up to hug her brother and Sugar Belle and then Rainbow. “Have a good night, y’all.”

Applejack was outside with Applebloom for a long time, most likely not wanting her to go. Rainbow knew she missed having her little sister there all the time like when she was growing up. She remembers how distant Applejack was for the first few weeks after Applebloom moved out. Even though she just lives near the center of town with Sweetie Belle and Scootaloo, and still visits the farm regularly, Rainbow was still able to tell that Applejack missed her.

Once Applebloom was finally allowed to leave, Applejack came back in, curling up next to Rainbow. Their nightly routines were set and tonight was no different. Big Mac and Sugar Belle usually said their goodnights and headed for bed first, which left the two mares alone in the living room.

Applejack sat up to look at Rainbow, then leaned in to kiss her. “Haven’t properly said hello tonight.”

“I was starting to wonder,” Rainbow teased, kissing her forehead as she snuggled in closer. “Sounds like you had a rough time wrangling?”

“Well, y’know, I’m not built like I once was,” Applejack said, mostly jokingly. “I’m just worn out tonight, ‘sall.”

Rainbow wrapped her wing around her partner, who promptly used it as a blanket. The pegasus rolled her eyes. “We can go to bed, too, y’know?”

“I guess we could.” Applejack smirked as she reached a hoof up to Rainbow’s cheek. Right as she leaned into the touch, the hoof quickly moved to boop her snout, and Applejack was quick to wrestle herself out from under Dash’s wing and onto her hooves. “C’mon,” she said with a smile and tired eyes.

Entering their room, Rainbow took off her sweater and tossed it onto the nearby chair while Applejack took off her Granny Smith’s bonnet around her neck and placed it carefully on the dresser. She then took off her hat and shook her head of whatever dust or dirt was caught up there from a day’s work. Rainbow came up behind her, knowing she’ll ask to take the pin out from her hair. Applejack still kept her mane long, but more often than not would have it braided and tucked into a bun. Rainbow herself had kept her mane around the same length for the longest time, as if she made it a competition to see who could stand it longer. Apparently, Applejack was never a part of this imaginary competition. The day Rainbow finally chopped her hair off was the day she decided she would never grow it out again. Having a short mane felt much better, especially when flying, and she thought it looked good on her. Applejack’s reaction was confirmation enough when the pony’s face turned redder than her brother’s coat when she first saw Rainbow after her haircut.

She looked down at her partner’s mane as her wavy blonde hair unraveled from its braid. It was frizzy, stuck out in some places, and there were shimmers of silver here and there, but she loved it all the same. Looking at their reflection in the mirror on the dresser, she caught Applejack’s eye and pressed a kiss to the top of her head.

As the two crawled into bed, it was quiet enough outside for Rainbow to hear the distant sound of howling. She didn’t question it and got under the covers, leaning herself against Applejack’s chest, who was sitting propped up on a pillow. Rainbow’s eyelids were growing heavy and she was ready to fall asleep when she felt hitched breathing coming from the other. She looked up to see what was the matter only to find quiet tears rolling down her wife’s cheeks.

Rainbow quickly sat up, cupping her hoof around her cheek. “What’s wrong?” She tried as hard as possible to sound gentle when speaking.

Applejack merely shook her head, looking down at her hooves beginning to bunch up the sheets piled in her lap. It was easy to tell she was too upset to speak, so Rainbow could only sit and watch with concern, waiting for something to be said. Applejack allowed her breathing to even out for a moment so she could say:

“The timberwolves are howlin’.” Her voice was shaky and as soon as she spoke her breathing resorted to gasps again. That was all Rainbow needed to hear though, because she knew. That was the first sign. Zap apple season is beginning. And it was the first harvest since losing Granny Smith.

“Oh,” she said quietly, reaching to wipe her tears away. “I- I’m sorry, hon’, I wish- I wish there was a better way we could predict it- I-”

“No, it’s alright,” Applejack said, wrapping a hoof around the other’s, taking a deep breath. “I knew the time would come eventually. Guess I was less prepared than I thought.”

Rainbow moved again to wipe the tears from her face. While she wasn’t in the family as long, Granny Smith still made her feel as much a part of it when she began dating Applejack. Rainbow was convinced that Granny considered her family before she ever even thought of being with Applejack. Granny was such an unstoppable force in the family, always making sure things got done, always providing for her grandchildren. Her impact was definitely felt when she passed.

“AJ, I know you know how much Granny loved you, loved all three of you.”

Applejack sniffed. “She loved you, too.”

“Heh, well, this isn’t about me right now.” Rainbow lifted her chin up so she could look her partner in the eyes. “Granny always wanted the best for all of you, and I saw how much she’s done for this family. She was such a strong pony, and she raised some strong ponies, too. And it’s because of that that I want you to know, it’s okay to be upset over this. I never want you to bottle something like this in. Losing someone sucks, especially somepony like Granny, that’s for sure. But, if I know her, she wouldn’t want to see you upset over her. I can practically hear her right now if she knew you were sad.” Applejack looked down again briefly, but her tears had stopped.

“Life is full of firsts, and this is no different. And I know it won’t get any easier as those firsts become seconds or thirds or so on, but I think it can also become a time to remember and look back on the good times you’ve had. We may not have Granny anymore, but she’s still with us in our memories and in what she’s left behind.”

Applejack looked up, her eyes still shining. Rainbow gave a small smile and Applejack leaned in, hugging her wife. Rainbow wrapped her arms around her, rubbing a hoof up and down her back as she squeezed tighter. When Applejack pulled away, she wiped her face and took a deep breath.

“Thank you, sweetheart. It’ll definitely be hard without Granny, but you’re right. I’ll have Big Mac and Applebloom, and of course you n’ Sugar Belle, and lil’ Cripsin. Granny wouldn’t want to see any of us upset, especially durin’ zap apple season.” She laughed slightly. “She’d tell us we don’t have time for that.”

Rainbow smiled at that, nodding. The two paused, taking a moment to themselves. After a while, Rainbow faced Applejack again and reached up to push her hair away from her face, her hoof lingering against the side of her head. It seemed what she said did the trick, Applejack wasn’t crying anymore. Her cheeks were flushed and she leaned into the touch sleepily, shutting her eyes. It was so rare to see her wife cry, and it in turn upset her as well. But Rainbow knew she needed to be the voice of reason at a time like this. It was more important to her that Applejack felt better. Applejack, whose head was currently getting heavier on Rainbow’s hoof.

“Well, I say we get some shut-eye. Gonna be pretty busy for the next few days,” she said quietly and the two slid further under the covers. Taking hold of Applejack’s hoof, Rainbow continued. “If you want, before I head up to the reserve, I can go into town and find Applebloom to tell her the harvest is starting. I know she’ll be excited to start making zap apple jam.”

Applebloom was really the only pony in the family who knew all the steps Granny did when it came to making a successful batch of zap apple jam. That was always a special time for the two to work together.

“Y’know, I reckon Crispin will be able to help out Applebloom in makin’ the jam this season,” Applejack said, a small smile on her face at the thought of her nephew. “He’ll love gettin’ to do that with her.”

“Another first right there,” Rainbow said, a smug edge to her voice.

“Alright, I believe you’ve made your point,” Applejack rolled her eyes and lightly kicked Rainbow’s leg. “Thank you, though. I needed to hear that.”

“That’s what I’m here for.”

“It’s much more than just that,” Applejack said, scooching closer to the pegasus and kissing her. “I love you. So much.”

Rainbow smiled, taking Applejack’s hoof and kissing it, then her forehead. As she pulls back, she takes a moment to simply look at her wife. Years of teasing and competitions, small looks and quiet gestures, long nights filled with laughter and heartaches, and a friendship evolving into romance and so much more. They’ve been through so much together, but Rainbow wouldn’t know where she would be without it all. It’s not a life she ever expected, but it’s one she wouldn’t trade for the world. Especially if it was spent with the pony next to her.

“I love you, too.”

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