#i feel really bad cause i should be excited and happy but here i am feeling miserable instead

[wosoamazing]

Surprise

Summary: You surprise your Ma for her birthday.

A/N: Just a short one, based off this request.

It was the day before international break, a period of time in which Katie’s Birthday feel, she was upset that yet again your little family would be split on a birthday, little did she know that your Mum was planning to come visit her, she had arranged with Tony to have a break however that was after the team had already been announced, so she asked Tony to wait until the day she surprised Katie to announce that she was no longer available.

“What if I just don’t go to camp this time, they’re only friendlies” she said as she opened a present.

“Katie, babe, no, you should go, it will be okay. Oh, and also you will get your main present on your Birthday” Caitlin said, she of course knew what this was, it was you and her, but Katie didn’t.

“What is it?” “You will have to wait to find out”.

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“Which plane ours?” You ask your Mum, you were standing on the window looking out at the planes in the lounge, Steph and Kyra were with you, as always, except for some reason you didn’t have nearly as many bags as them, where usually you would have more than them.

“We aren’t getting on a plane today, Monkey.” She replies, “But why?”

“Because we are going to fly to Ireland tomorrow, so we can surprise Ma for her Birthday,” your Mum informs you excitedly.

“So why we here then?” “To send her photos like we always do so she doesn’t get suspicious. We’re tricking her into thinking we are going to Matilda’s camp”.

“But you say tricking is bad” you pout.

“Well, most of the time it is, but this time it’s for a good reason, so it isn’t bad”.

“Because Ma is sad, she won’t see us on her birfday and if we go and see her she will get all happy?” you question trying to make sense of the situation “Exactly” “kay”

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“PLANE!” You exclaim as you watch a plane take off.

“Shh, Monkey, inside voice, people are trying to work and relax,” she tells you softly in your ear before she turns to a group of businesspeople near her, “I am so sorry, she is just very excited, we are going to surprise her Ma today, she is currently away for work, and its her birthday today,”

“Oh no, it’s sweet, and that is such a cute thing to do,” one of the Women say.

“It’s alright, we’re not really doing anything that important, trying to figure out what colour to use for our design, but I’m sure Katie will be happy to see you. Oh god I sound like a stalker, my daughter is an avid football fan, she plays and wants to become a professional”. The man who seems to the boss says.

“That’s okay, but I am sorry, if I ever see you at a game, I’ll make sure to say hi,”

“Thank you, we are actually coming to the first game after international break,”

“Well, I’ll keep a look out and maybe I’ll have a gift for her”.

“Now boarding flight BA830 to Dublin, flight BA830 boarding now”

“Oh, that’s us, nice meeting you all sorry for the noise again,” your Mum picked you up and headed to your gate, you got checked in and sat on the plane, it wasn’t a verry long flight, but you still fell asleep, something about planes sends you to sleep, you had also not slept much last night as you were excited about seeing your Ma.

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There was a car in the pick-up spot waiting for you, your Mum had asked Eileen if it was okay if she did surprise your Ma, she was nervous that Eileen would say no as it might cause some tension/drama in the team but Eileen said absolutely, she even offered a driver to pick you up from the airport and take you to the grounds, your Mum had said it’s okay but Eileen said it was the least she could do,

You got in a car with you Mum, which stopped outside a local flower shop, you went inside with her and helped her pick out the biggest and bestest bouquet for your Ma, after you had purchased it, you got back into the car. After about 3 minutes you were there.

“You ready?” “See Ma!”

Eileen was on the sidelines, near where you were entering, when she saw you, she yelled out “Katie, can you come over here for a sec,” you Ma turned around and started jogging before she saw you and stopped, her mouth dropped before she crocked out "Y/N/N, Cait".

“Ma,” you said as you started running as fast as your little legs could go, when you neared her, she put her arms out and you jumped into them, she lifted you up to give you a big hug before perching you on her hip, your Mum wasn’t far behind her.

“Happy Birthday my love,” your Mum said as she placed a kiss on your Mums lips and hugged her, before putting her arm around her shoulders. “How?” “That doesn’t matter now does it, we’re here.” “I love you so much, thank you for surprising me and for coming” your Ma said as a few tears left her eyes, but Caitlin was quick to wipe them away.

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[xxchumanixx]

Nothing at all pt.2? When they get caught ???

Nothing at all pt. 2

Tim Bradford x reader

Warnings/Tags: fluff, angst, secret relationship Word count: 1.804 Authors note: Hello love, here it is: part 2! I'd like to mention beforehand that I'm not homophobic, nor anything close to it (just feeling like I should mention it, before someone tries to call me out for whatever they might interpret). I'm not entirely happy with how it turned out, but I'll maybe add a part 3. Also, it's not entirely proof read yet (it's almost 2 am in Germany and I'm sooo tired right now) Anyways, I'm still loving the idea behind this. Thanks for liking it as well! Read part one here! Enjoy!

It was easy, falling for Tim Bradford.

Hiding, that was the real quest.

It hadn't been long, since you and Tim had become a couple. What once was a way to blow off some steam, having been ignited when you drank a little too much, became more somewhere along the way.

Avoiding Lucy's hawk like eyes and questions became harder the more time passed, though.

She was true to her word, snooping and eavesdropping wherever she could. It wasn't long until you were no rookie anymore, but it seemed to get harder to hide the more time passed.

The worst one though, was Sergeant Grey.

Since you and Tim had become a couple, there happened a few things caused by you and Tim not being a hundred percent on board during calls.

Though it wasn't anything too serious, Grey became suspicious.

Which was bad.

You would have been doomed, if he found out before you ranked up. So you had to lie, stirring his assumptions and suspicions somewhere else - to you being lesbian and Tims best friend.

Yeah, you weren't proud of that lie, especially considering that it could have backfired so hard, you could have not only gotten fired, but declared morally reprehensible either.

But you had said these words faster than your brain could have caught up, Tims eyes widening so much, they could have competed with plates.

And Grey had apologized for snooping in your private life, which made it even worse. You felt so guilty, that you had a very hard time even looking at him during roll call.

You just hoped things wouldn't get out of hand too much, before you could tell him the truth.

Counting the days, you became more impatient the closer you got to your exams. Which meant that you became more reckless as well.

It was hard enough with Lucy hiding behind every corner, you didn't need to risk everything by giving into your desires now, so close to the finish line.

Yeah, so much for that...

The way she shouted in triumph when she then finally caught you red handed, would haunt you in your dreams, you were sure of that.

She startled you so hard, that you headbutted Tim, causing him to jump back, holding his nose, as he glared at his rookie.

She had caught you making out, hiding behind the police station like teenagers in high-school.

You hadn't seen Tim during the day, his shift matching yours, but nothing had led to you running into each other. It had been a long day, so you were more than excited to see him.

And as his tongue plunged into your mouth, his fingers digging into your hips in the darkness, as yours brushed through his hair, she suddenly stood beside you.

God damn it.

Biting your lip you tried to hide in the shadows, face buried in your hands, as you silently died of shame.

But you felt relieved somehow, too.

At least she wouldn't stalk you and Tim anymore.

"What the fuck are you doing here?" Tim snapped at Lucy, trying not to lose his cool entirely and let her fall through immediately, even though she made it really hard for him.

Her brows furrowed, as she realized that she not only had upset him, but she had made him angry as well.

Very angry.

Before she could have responded, he continued on. "Now you have what you wanted - are you happy now?" He yelled at her and you were grateful for the parking lot being otherwise empty at this time.

She swallowed, averting her gaze as she fumbled with the hem of her jacket. All the joy she must have felt moments before, was gone now. She had gone too far, only to prove that she was right.

Normally, she wasn't like that. But the way Tim had treated her, doing his Tim-tests and all, she wanted a little revenge.

That, was too much though.

She knew that.

Swallowing, she looked back up. "I'm sorry." she apologized, biting her lip as it quivered treacherously. "It somehow got out of hand, I know that now. I shouldn't have pressed so much. I'm gonna go now, good night."

With that she turned, almost running towards her car.

Mouth agape you stared after her, as Tim shook his head, biting his cheek in anger. He hated it when people snooped around his private life, especially when it was at work and he was ranked higher than them.

She wasn't even supposed to be so interested in it.

It wasn't her business.

"Fuck." you breathed out, realizing that she now held the power to get you both fired. Tims eyes met yours in the dark, the street lamp the only source of light.

"I'm gonna talk to her." you told him, looking back at where Lucy stood moments ago. His brows rose, as he looked at you like you were out of your damn mind.

"Someday she would have eventually learned about us, anyways. She'll get over it, yes, but I don't want her to stay mad at us. And then there's that thing with Grey... If she tells him, we're doomed."

He sent you a pointed look, like he was trying to say the thing with Grey goes entirely on you.

Sighing, you nodded to yourself, before you fumbled for your keys. "I'll call you later, okay?" He only nodded, before he walked you to your car.

"Try and not be too mad at her. She's still your rookie." you reminded him, hoping to convince him not to let her fall through. He huffed, biting his cheek.

"I know."

____

Knocking at Lucy's door, you fumbled with the strap of your bag. Would she even open the door, if she saw it was you?

She did, because only a few second later the door opened, revealing her distraught face. She stepped aside wordlessly, letting you in.

Closing the door behind you, she walked towards the couch, plopping down on it. You followed her, setting your bag down as you took a seat beside her.

"Is he gonna fire me?" she asked, not looking at you, as her voice seemed distant. You shook your head, leaning back. "No, he won't." you assured her. "I wouldn't let him."

She huffed, fumbling with her fingers, elbows resting on her legs. "I thought it would be funny, but I haven't realized how much I invaded your privacy." she started to explain, looking down at her hands.

"All I wanted was to prove my theory right. I didn't consider the consequences. But when I saw you two, it felt like I just won a competition or something."

You chuckled despite the seriousness of the situation, causing her to look up at you.

"You have no clue how good it feels to finally have you knowing about it." you admitted, sending her a crooked smile. "It's like a weight being lifted off my shoulders. Grey was suspicious, as well. I might have told him that I'm lesbian."

Her eyes widened, as she laughed, shocked.

"You did what?" she shouted, covering her mouth with her hand. Nodding, you laughed as well, as she slid up on the couch, body turned towards you.

It was all so absurd.

"When we're ranked up, I'm gonna tell him the truth." you said, wiping at your tired eyes. "I feel so bad for lying to him. Tim was so shocked about it, that he almost slipped, almost telling Grey the truth."

She shook her head, before she looked down at her hands again. "I'm not gonna tell him, no worries." she assured you, looking back up. "After all you didn't say anything about me and John, either. That doesn't mean, that I understand why you didn't trust me enough to tell me, though."

You felt bad, knowing that she was right.

"I was scared." you admitted, looking down. "It wasn't that I didn't trust you, it was just that he is your TO, and my superior officer as well. I couldn't risk anything - even though I seemed to be rather dumb today, making out with him in the parking lot."

She cocked a brow at you, silently agreeing.

"We all do dumb things." she then told you, scooting closer. "So, are you guys officially dating now?"

You snorted, swatting at her arm, causing her to laugh as well, before you started to explain everything.

____

"She won't say a thing."

Instead of calling Tim, you had driven to his place. He nodded, as he let you step inside. "Did she want something in return?" he questioned, closing the door behind you, as you took off your jacket, hanging it on the clothing rack.

"No." you gave back, shaking your head, as you stood in front of him. "She's my friend." He nodded slowly, clearly surprised.

Standing on your tiptoes, you leaned up to him, hands interlocking at his neck, pressing your lips against his. His hands found their way to your hips almost automatically, as he returned the kiss.

His lips were soft, moving slowly against your own, as he leaned down, so you wouldn't have to keep standing on your toes. His tongue brushed your lip and you let it in, continuing were you had left off.

One of his hands moved up, cupping your cheek as he tilted your head, deepening the kiss. You whimpered into his mouth, the desire taking over, as it suddenly knocked at the door right behind him, causing you to break apart.

Breathing heavily you looked at each other.

He seemed as clueless as you, clearly not expecting any visitors.

Still he opened the door, making you wish he'd just ignored it instead.

It was Grey and his wife Luna.

His mouth was as equally open as yours and Tims were, staring at each other in utter shock and confusion. Only Luna reacted differently, tilting her head, as she tried to make sense of the situation.

You were the first to close your mouth again, as realization sat in. Turning away from them, you silently fumed.

This couldn't be happening, right?

It had to be a bad joke.

"Sergeant, what are you doing here?" Tim inquired, as you bit on your thumb, trying to stay calm. They didn't see anything, right? Surely they wouldn't look through the windows up front, before knocking at the door.

Who were you kidding, honestly?

Grey needed a moment to respond, his wife beating him to it. "Didn't you say she's a lesbian?" she asked, clearly knowing that you weren't in fact a lesbian.

Turning back around, you saw Grey balling his hand to a fist, shaking it as he tried to keep his cool, clearly struggling.

"We don't have time for that now." he then said, clenching his jaw. "Someone broke into our house, we need somewhere safe to stay at for at least a couple hours."

Tims brows rose, nodding, as he let them in, his cheeks turning pinkish.

"Don't think I'll forget about this, though!" Grey added, eyes narrowing, as he angrily pointed at you two. You both nodded, mumbling a 'yes sir'.

You were officially doomed.

"Crap."

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[yuri-is-online]

Hi hi, Can you please to prompt 4 with Malleus,Vil, and Riddle?

4. You met someone really wonderful at the Masquerade Ball and have been ranting about how he was totally the love of your life to your abnormally quiet friend. Actually wasn't he invited too? Maybe you should ask him how that went.

Hello hello and of course I can, and I agree with the first ask you sent me. I was not really thinking of Malleus specifically when I wrote that prompt but it really does suit him doesn't it?

Oh also, welcome to the hell site. I noticed you're new from the few asks you sent me (I was so confused as to how a blank blog was talking to me), I hope you have fun with the content on here. New people are always welcome with me, I know all about being shy and uncertain of how to interact with people. I'll answer the other Malleus prompt you sent in after I have done some others, it was my bad for not realizing you were the same person haha.

notes: they/them used for Yuu, full shojo manga lack of self awareness here in Malleus's part (it is implied to take place before the Ch. 6 reveal), just don't think about it is Yuu's middle name. The rest of the requests can be found on my masterlist here.

Malleus

"Tsunotarou, you know a lot about gargoyles, right?" Such a foolish yet welcome question. Truly your unawareness of just who you are conversing with never ceases to amaze and infatuate him.

"Of course, I am something of an expert." He smiles, trying to keep it from showing the whites of his teeth.

"Oh well then you must be very happy to be in Diasomnia." Your eyes are sparkling, and he pauses. Yes he is very happy to be in Diasomnia, but not for the gargoyles. Briar Valley has long respected the legacy of the Thorn Fairy, and what better house could there be for the noblest of nobles than one that's very core is the spirit of nobility? But these are not exactly things he wishes to speak with you about, it would require detailed revelations he fears the consequences of.

"And what makes you think that, child of man?" Still there must be cause for your reasoning, and he does wish to hear it.

"Well your housewarden is one, isn't he?" You seem very pleased with yourself, but your mind is clearly very far away. Malleus stares at you, eyes wide in shock as he attempts to piece together what logic might have drawn you to such a conclusion. "I met him last night." Your dreamy sigh fills him with jealousy, just irrational enough that the thunder crack above you is quite small enough that he can convince you to remain outside of Ramshackle in conversation with him.

"Your mask is really impressive!" Your eyes always shone at the simplest displays of magic, it filled Malleus with a joy he could never quite find his fill of.

"Mask?!" Roars Sebek, his volume matching the pride rapidly feeling Malleus's chest. "Foolish human, this is more than a mere mask! This is a display of my lord's skill! A perfect recreation of old Briar Valley Masquerade tradition! His artistic talent has been woven though magic to bear his true face for the world to see-"

"That's quite enough Sebek." He does enjoy his retainers praise, but he has a task in mind that the over excited boy might- no will definitely endanger if he speaks further.

"But my lord!" Poor Sebek is torn between embarrassment, jelousy, and concern as he watches his precious lord observe you in the same manner one might a particularly expensive jewel.

"They have given me a most treasured compliment and I wish to reward them in turn." He bows, making sure to flourish his hand as he extends it, taking great pleasure in the little shudder that he only sees unaccompanied by fear in you. "May I have this dance, prefect?"

"Y-yes. You may." You seem in a daze as he takes you to the floor, just as unaware of the others around you as he is. It's wonderful, no matter how many times he visits you he has never had such a good excuse to hold you as this. Your scent, the weight of you in his arms, the way he can better familiarize himself with the subtle movements of your face is all much more real and overwhelming than he had ever imagined it being. It's all Lilia can do to drag him away, whispering teasing things about impropriety and duty to soothe the storm at his fingertips as he sees your friends scoop you up where he left off.

"He is a very handsome gargoyle. And so polite! But then I guess he is royalty so that makes sense..." The continued thunder has you inviting him in, mentioning something about tea he really can't be bothered to think about.

"No he isn't." Malleus pouts. "The nobility of Briar Valley has a reputation for being extremely dour and irrational."

"Oh. Well no wonder he seemed so happy I danced with him. Poor fellow must be very lonely." Oh if only you knew.

"Enough about my housewarden." Malleus declares without a hint of irony, bowing in a familiar fashion to prevent you from entering your kitchen. "He isn't the one you are talking to now is he? He isn't the one who you will be thinking about when you dream tonight." In a slight daze you take his hand, the living room fills with green fireflies as the storm outside slows to a halt as kinder, not softer emotions fill the young lord's heart. "He isn't the one your last dance is for, so focus on me, won't you?"

Vil

"This is why I told you to make sure whatever costume Crewel gave you came with a coat." Vil is beyond angry, with you certainly, but mostly at- life? The fact humans have an immune system that doesn't always work? You have no clue and your head is much too stuffed up to care. What you do care about is that Vil is here, and he really shouldn't be. Colds are contagious and Vil has so many things that he should be doing other than fussing over someone who is not in his dorm and not his responsibility.

"You could get sick." You say and he laughs, if you could see him, if he was not sat behind you on a bed in one of Pomefiore's empty rooms, you know the look he would have on his face. You would see his stupidly beautiful smug smile he has when he has something particularly cutting to say; instead you have to close your eyes and picture it as he pats your head dry just a bit more forcefully.

"Not my responsibility you say? You certainly seem to have a funny view of this." Vil has a word on the tip of his tongue. A word that's ambiguous, a word that would make his manager have a fit. If only she had been a fly on the wall during the Masquerade last night.

"My my, you seem a bit out of place." The tall stranger must be confused at your staring, but he seems more amused than offended. "Does my costume enchant you that much?"

"It reminded me of something." It would hard enough to explain to a friend what you are thinking of, harder still to a stranger. The scarlet costume could have been taken from a playbill, you find yourself looking him over for any sign of a folio. You highly doubt it's you the Red Death wants to capture tonight, but you cannot say you will protest too loudly if that's what he decides. "Sorry if I made you uncomfortable."

"Quite the opposite," the stranger does not ask you to dance, merely extends his hand and gracefully leads you off to the side when you take it, "so long as you praise me out loud you can look as long as you like."

"It's not like you got me sick." You sneeze into your tissue and Vil frowns, satisfied with your care but not with your answer. He had his suspicions that you may have made a... mistake in your assessment of your time at the Masquerade. But it did hurt him slightly to think that you did not know his essence well enough to have recognized him at once. "And I did get a costume with a cloak, I just gave it to the Red Death because it was too weird to see him without it."

"Mhmm I don't know." you say. It's such a shame Vil can only see your lips, he loves it when you tease him so much already it isn't fair he has to focus on something so tauntingly close and yet so far out of reach. "I think your costume is incomplete."

"Oh?" Vil makes sure to hold you close to him as the song ends, daring anyone to come close enough to try and steal your attention so he can laugh at the attempt. "What's your reasoning for that? Depending on what you have to say, I just might agree." You back out of his arms and make a frame with your fingers. "Kiss me." He begs silently. "Kiss me and leave a mark." But instead you unwind your cloak and fix it to his shoulder.

"Perfect. Now you really look like the portrait." And to his great despair you are gone.

Despite your earlier stated worries, you fall back into Vil's chest, tilting your back to look up at him. "When I'm not sick remind me to tell you about the Phantom of the Opera? I wanted to spend more time dancing with him, but I was feeling too much at home and got scared he'd vanish." Vil's eyes shine with a strangely familiar light, and he gently guides you under the bed's covers. Just before he leaves he kisses your forehead so gently it's all you can do not to cry.

"I think your phantom might be closer than you think." He murmurs against your skin and leaves you to sleep, tucking you under a mysteriously familiar red cloak as soon as your eyes are well and truly closed.

Riddle

"You will be too tired to do anything after the ball, so make sure to shower and go directly to bed."

It was good advice based off of a reasonable assumption, and technically you were not in fact physically doing anything. You were also quite tired, you had expected to spend most of the ball on the outskirts observing the display of feathers and paints but that was far from what actually happened. You don't think you had ever danced in your life as much as you had in the past six hours. It would be extremely reasonable to assume that after scrubbing yourself free of makeup and sweat you would be down for the count.

But you weren't. Your mind was running a mile a minute, eyes constantly glancing at your phone on your nightstand. It's an odd feeling, wanting to call someone and not being able to. It is also a feeling you have become deeply familiar with, the ache it produces might as well be permanently woven into your heart, you should be immune to the pain at this point.

This time though, this time the person you want to call could theoretically be within reach. This person was someone you could touch, someone you could hold, someone whose touch still lingered against your hands.

The little knight was just as awkward as you were, if he didn't immediately stutter out a protest you would have thought he was just as inexperienced with the whole formal party thing as you were.

"I know what I'm doing I just-"

"Then can you show me how to dance? I've been practicing but I'm not great at it." He stares at you, and you are worried you said something wrong until he laughs, it sounds smug you think but you can't be sure.

"That's the proper way to ask for a dance." He takes your hand in his as he bows, kissing it so gently you half think it was your imagination. "This is."

You pick up your phone before it buzzes, immediately sitting up in shock when you see just who is messaging you at 3:30 am on a Friday.

[Riddle] Are you still awake prefect?

[Yuu] Ace is that you.

[Yuu] I'm not covering for you if Riddle finds out you took his phone again (¬_¬)

[Riddle] What do you mean again?

The little knight's dance is stiff at first, but he relaxes as you continue. He has been guiding you to the center of the room, you belatedly realize. You must have looked frightened once you did. "It would be rude to stay in the corner during the slower songs." He squeezes your hand to bring your attention back to him. "It isn't against the rules to be bad at dancing, but it is to monopolize other people's space."

"Aren't you doing that right now?" You tease and he stops leading you, almost as if he hadn't even considered that.

"Are you not enjoying yourself?" He almost sounds afraid and you find yourself having to take over the direction of your movements.

"I didn't say that." Your knight almost seems to grow ten feet tall at your praise before he becomes aware of himself again and gets a bit bashful. But he does not take over again, content to let you set the pace of your dancing for the rest of the night.

[Riddle] Actually disregard that. Since you are awake, would you mind coming to your window? I understand throwing rocks is considered romantic but breaking a window would be most unfitting behavior for a housewarden.

You are tempted to tell him you are waiting for a message from someone else, but the unusual behavior has you at your window before you can even full form the thought. You almost drop your phone at the sight you see below you.

Riddle expected to have difficulty making eye contact with you. He expected to be teased about his failure to follow his own good advice, his costume has got to be a mess between the dancing he did with you earlier and the pacing he did once he got back to Heartslabyul.

But neither of those happen. Neither matters, instead you see him and the familiar scrap of paper you had given him with your number and a heart and fly down the Ramshackle steps into his outstretched arms.

"I'm so glad it was you I danced with tonight."

#twisted wonderland x reader #twst x reader #malleus draconia x reader #vil schoenheit x reader #riddle rosehearts x reader #500 followers celebration #malleus is just delulu enough to be jealous of himself and you cannot convince me otherwise #also i understand that malleus and vil's voice actors were actually in a production of phantom together before being in twst #as the phantom and Raoul respectively? or did i hallucinate that #anyway i just think vil suits the phantom role and will be making more references to that in the future

[kaylas-world-0]

Rayman x Reader

A/N: This time definetly a romantic one-shot! You two are dating for the sake of this fluffy story~

I, of course, again couldn't think anything else but the Rayman from the games bleh.

I WILL NO LONGER WRITING FOR ANYONE UNTIL I FINISH MY REQUESTS Thank youuu~

So sorry if there is any typo mistakes~

Summary: You and him- cute everyday intimate moments~

Warnings: ... a little bit suggestive in the end

Masterlist

Word Count: no idea once again

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Btw does anyone want to be in the tag list?

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Good news I find more gifs~

Fruits

He quickly followed behind, "Ah.. to where?"

You push a basket on his chest, "Here take this and follow me." You turn around and start to stroll down in the forest with a happy hum.

You give him a look, "What do you think?"

He huffed realising how stupid his question was, "Okay. But why?"

You coed playfully, "What? The all mighty ray of sunshine don't want to help? Oh, wait, I get it. He was thinking of going back to sleep." You smirked to yourself.

Instead of being offended he hummed with a grin, "Actually laying down doesn't sound too bad right now."

You rolled your eyes, "Well, It's better than sleeping."

"Helping you to collect fruits? Sure." He grinned.

You shook your head, "I am serious. I know you enjoy your little naps but I don't think it won't cause you any trouble helping me with such a small task, right?"

"Who said I won't? Of course I will. You know why?"

"Because you love helping?" You sacrasticly spoke.

He paused, "Well, yes, but it's also because I love helping you."

You shook your head with a smile and grabbed his hoodie dragging him along with you like a little kid. He chuckled at that and quicky caught up to your speed.

You two soon find a nice place to started filling your baskets with fruits. After a while of collecting your eyes landed on his form.

His body screthed up and his hand floated above plucking an apple and put it in the basket. You nibbled with your lip. Since you first laid eyes on him you were always curious and intruged about his anotamy. You aslo never tried to hold his hand before which bothers you a bit knowing he might also notice your avoidance (All couples hand holds after all, right? Would he like that if you do?)... He wasn't weird to you... at least anormal by now... it was just... unusual. You never saw someone like him before, your hesitation is normal, right?

What you mean is... you were just afraid to somehow hurt him. Physically and emotionally. You continue observing him in deep thoughts.

As Rayman reached out to grab another apple, he suddenly froze. He found the new weight and warmth on his back unusual but nothing to alarmed about. His lips turned into a small smile as you leaned on your body against his, it wasn't something you did all the time causing him to also raise a brow in question. Was something wrong? Before he could say anything you spoke, “Should we measure our hands?” With that soft spoken question he blinked in surprise and turn to you. But he didn't question.

"Sure."

He step back and raise his hand out to you. He saw you hesitate as you extended your own towards his. He turned his eyes to yours, hoping that he is at least reasuring you in some way.

When you pressed your hands together, you had a strange feeling. Like electricity going through your body, causing you to want to launch back... Maybe because of you were excited or maybe afraid? You didn't know how to explain this feeling. It felt like... a feeling you had when Rayman was seriously injured before and you couldn't bear to touch him during his recovery.

You give a silent sigh and smiled, "Your hands a bit smaller then mine. Only in height though. Yours is longer in width."

He smiled at you and connected his fingers with yours, his grin widen to see the dust of pink growing on your cheeks. "You are right. But I can still wrap your whole hand in mine."

You chuchkled, "Y-yeah." You squealed when you suddenly feel your other hand snatched by him and pulled towards his body.

He leaned on you, a hand on your back and the other still holding yours. You yelped when he started moving around. You were really confused and flustered a bit, you quickly and catuisly try to match your steps with his, your eyes on his feet to not accidently step on them.

He gently grabbed your chin and made you face him, "My eyes are up here." He whinked with a warm smile making your heart skip a beat.

You scoffed but your expression quickly softened with how lovingly he was observing you. You flushed away from his gaze.

He slowed down a bit, now you know what he was trying to do. Dancing. With an imaginary song. You smiled at that. How silly. Though you didn't resist. Without even relising your tension quickly fade away. You two start to sync even more in time and moved smoothly. He gently twirled you around and dipped you down causing you to giggle.

He laughed along with you as you both continue dancing around. He gently grabbed your hand and let you hold his shoulders (you actually don't know what to call that) and he rested his hands on your waist. You hummed and laid your head on his chest.

You muttered softly, "I didn't knew you would suddenly start dancing out of no where."

"I'm trying my best thanks a lot."

You snorted at that and look up at him, "How cute of you."

"What do you mean? I am always cute."

You found yourself pressed on his chest as his hand supported your back once again dipping you. You bit your bottom lip, "I never said you weren't. You are quite charming too."

"Say something I don't know, prencess."

"Hmm.." your eyes landed on his lips, you swallowed and quickly looked away, "I guess you know everything I am gonna say, huh?"

Your gazes both met once again, his eyes full of desire matching with yours as he leaned in with a whisper, "I might know what you think too..."

Your eyes fluttered close, his lips even softer on yours than you ever imagined. And they tasted like berries. You felt your back laying on the soft ground as he stood on top of you deepending the kiss causing you to let out a little moan.

You gently pushed him away, your hot bretahs mixing with each other as you both stared deep into each others eyes. He leaned in to leave more kisses all over your face slowly going down to your neck only you to push him away with a stuffed laugh. He grinned down at you as you nibble on your lip still tasing him on them. You raised a playfull brow, "Have you've been eating the berries we were collecting?"

He pondered, "Maybe. So what if I have been?"

He yelped and a grunt escaped his lips when he was flipped, finding himself under you, his cheeks supported a strong blush.

"I'll make you pay for that of course."

He chuckled, "Oh, really? What you gonna do about that?" His words come out a bit shaky in the end.

You slowly leaned in playing with the hem of his hoodie causing hin to shiver slightly, you whispered in his ear,"Do you really wanna find out what I am going to do to you?"

He nodded timidly, curious and excited.

You jumped off off him, "I will deprive you of the fruit cake I will bake, of course." You laugh with his dissapoint and surprise face.

He turn to you with a scoff, "I guess that's not the only thing you are deprivibg me today." He mumled out.

"Come help me to carry these back home will you?"

"Sure." He sighed with a soft smile, shooking his head.

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[kaylaz-world-00]

Rayman x Reader

A/N: This time definetly a romantic one-shot! You two are dating for the sake of this fluffy story~

I, of course, again couldn't think anything else but the Rayman from the games bleh.

I WILL NO LONGER WRITING FOR ANYONE UNTIL I FINISH MY REQUESTS Thank youuu~

So sorry if there is any typo mistakes~

Summary: You and him- cute everyday intimate moments~

Warnings: ... a little bit suggestive in the end

Masterlist

Word Count: no idea once again

Taglist: @blorbostation @eateableworm @livelaughluvvfaithyy @darkchanx @astoraa @shiroisotto64

Dear anons; I would really appreciate it if you could choose an emoji while sending your asks and requests (and stick with it) so I can tell you apart. Thank you~

Good news I find more gifs~

You push a basket on his chest, "Here take this and follow me." You turn around and start to stroll down in the forest with a happy hum.

He quickly followed behind, "Ah.. to where?"

You give him a look, "What do you think?"

He huffed realising how stupid his question was, "Okay. But why?"

You coed playfully, "What? The all mighty ray of sunshine don't want to help? Oh, wait, I get it. He was thinking of going back to sleep." You smirked to yourself.

Instead of being offended he hummed with a grin, "Actually laying down doesn't sound too bad right now."

You rolled your eyes, "Well, It's better than sleeping."

"Helping you to collect fruits? Sure." He grinned.

You shook your head, "I am serious. I know you enjoy your little naps but I don't think it won't cause you any trouble helping me with such a small task, right?"

"Who said I won't? Of course I will. You know why?"

"Because you love helping?" You sacrasticly spoke.

He paused, "Well, yes, but it's also because I love helping you."

You shook your head with a smile and grabbed his hoodie dragging him along with you like a little kid. He chuckled at that and quicky caught up to your speed.

You two soon find a nice place to started filling your baskets with fruits. After a while of collecting your eyes landed on his form.

His body screthed up and his hand floated above plucking an apple and put it in the basket. You nibbled with your lip. Since you first laid eyes on him you were always curious and intruged about his anotamy. You aslo never tried to hold his hand before which bothers you a bit knowing he might also notice your avoidance (All couples hand holds after all, right? Would he like that if you do?)... He wasn't weird to you... at least anormal by now... it was just... unusual. You never saw someone like him before, your hesitation is normal, right?

What you mean is... you were just afraid to somehow hurt him. Physically and emotionally. You continue observing him in deep thoughts.

As Rayman reached out to grab another apple, he suddenly froze. He found the new weight and warmth on his back unusual but nothing to alarmed about. His lips turned into a small smile as you leaned on your body against his, it wasn't something you did all the time causing him to also raise a brow in question. Was something wrong? Before he could say anything you spoke, “Should we measure our hands?” With that soft spoken question he blinked in surprise and turn to you. But he didn't question.

"Sure."

He step back and raise his hand out to you. He saw you hesitate as you extended your own towards his. He turned his eyes to yours, hoping that he is at least reasuring you in some way.

When you pressed your hands together, you had a strange feeling. Like electricity going through your body, causing you to want to launch back... Maybe because of you were excited or maybe afraid? You didn't know how to explain this feeling. It felt like... a feeling you had when Rayman was seriously injured before and you couldn't bear to touch him during his recovery.

You give a silent sigh and smiled, "Your hands a bit smaller then mine. Only in height though. Yours is longer in width."

He smiled at you and connected his fingers with yours, his grin widen to see the dust of pink growing on your cheeks. "You are right. But I can still wrap your whole hand in mine."

You chuchkled, "Y-yeah." You squealed when you suddenly feel your other hand snatched by him and pulled towards his body.

He leaned on you, a hand on your back and the other still holding yours. You yelped when he started moving around. You were really confused and flustered a bit, you quickly and catuisly try to match your steps with his, your eyes on his feet to not accidently step on them.

He gently grabbed your chin and made you face him, "My eyes are up here." He whinked with a warm smile making your heart skip a beat.

You scoffed but your expression quickly softened with how lovingly he was observing you. You flushed away from his gaze.

He slowed down a bit, now you know what he was trying to do. Dancing. With an imaginary song. You smiled at that. How silly. Though you didn't resist. Without even relising your tension quickly fade away. You two start to sync even more in time and moved smoothly. He gently twirled you around and dipped you down causing you to giggle.

He laughed along with you as you both continue dancing around. He gently grabbed your hand and let you hold his shoulders (you actually don't know what to call that) and he rested his hands on your waist. You hummed and laid your head on his chest.

You muttered softly, "I didn't knew you would suddenly start dancing out of no where."

"I'm trying my best thanks a lot."

You snorted at that and look up at him, "How cute of you."

"What do you mean? I am always cute."

You found yourself pressed on his chest as his hand supported your back once again dipping you. You bit your bottom lip, "I never said you weren't. You are quite charming too."

"Say something I don't know, prencess."

"Hmm.." your eyes landed on his lips, you swallowed and quickly looked away, "I guess you know everything I am gonna say, huh?"

Your gazes both met once again, his eyes full of desire matching with yours as he leaned in with a whisper, "I might know what you think too..."

Your eyes fluttered close, his lips even softer on yours than you ever imagined. And they tasted like berries. You felt your back laying on the soft ground as he stood on top of you deepending the kiss causing you to let out a little moan.

You gently pushed him away, your hot bretahs mixing with each other as you both stared deep into each others eyes. He leaned in to leave more kisses all over your face slowly going down to your neck only you to push him away with a stuffed laugh. He grinned down at you as you nibble on your lip still tasing him on them. You raised a playfull brow, "Have you've been eating the berries we were collecting?"

He pondered, "Maybe. So what if I have been?"

He yelped and a grunt escaped his lips when he was flipped, finding himself under you, his cheeks supported a strong blush.

"I'll make you pay for that of course."

He chuckled, "Oh, really? What you gonna do about that?" His words come out a bit shaky in the end.

You slowly leaned in playing with the hem of his hoodie causing hin to shiver slightly, you whispered in his ear,"Do you really wanna find out what I am going to do to you?"

He nodded timidly, curious and excited.

You jumped off off him, "I will deprive you of the fruit cake I will bake, of course." You laugh with his dissapoint and surprise face.

He turn to you with a scoff, "I guess that's not the only thing you are deprivibg me today." He mumled out.

"Come help me to carry these back home will you?"

"Sure." He sighed with a soft smile, shooking his head.

#cl rayman #rayman x reader #rayman #x reader #reader #phantom show rayman #rayman captain laserhawk #allenwrites

[asturniolos]

you too - matt s.

chapter 4 ; ‘don’t leave’

chapter 1

chapter 2

chapter 3

warnings : masturbating, making out (very briefly), swearing

"hey, matt! come in."

matt gives me a slight smile and nods once, reciprocating my greeting. my eyes automatically trail over his body; lanky, hair slightly wet from the light rain trickling outside, nose pink from the ice cold air, tall but not too tall - just enough that i have to tilt my head up to speak to him - and somehow even more attractive than the last time i saw him. i take a step backward and to the side, making room for him to enter my apartment. as he walks in, he places his hands in the front pocket of his grey hoodie and observes my vibrant apartment.

"nice place.", he states. i wait for him to walk in front of me before shutting the door behind him.

"sorry it's such a mess, i would've cleaned up a bit but i wasn't expecting you to come so soon.", i apologise, glancing at my slightly unorganised apartment.

he slowly walks over to the kitchen and i follow close behind.

"don't worry, if you think this is bad you should see my brother and i's place..", he chuckles.

i take another quick glance around my kitchen and living area while giggling at his remark but stop when my eyes trace back to his and find him already looking at me. i feel the tension between us as he smirks and moves his attention to the tv behind me.

"nonstop? i love liam neeson!", he says while smiling wide in recognition of the movie playing and meeting my eyes yet again.

i smile seeing the sudden excitement plastered on his face. lifting myself onto the kitchen counter behind me, i turn my head slightly over my shoulder and look briefly at the tv.

"really? i put it on when i got home from my lecture, guess i forgot to turn it off.", i respond nonchalantly, attempting to hide how happy i am at the discovery of our common interest. i turn my head back to face him.

"did you want a drink? i've got water, coke, lemonade-"

"root beer?", he asks, cutting me off.

i push my body off of the counter i'm sitting on and take a few steps over to the fridge. pulling open the door, i look around for a can of root beer.

"umm.. yep, one left.". i reach into the fridge, grab the drink, and pass it to him with a smile.

"here you go."

"perfect, thanks."

he takes the cold drink from my hand and cracks it open, instantly bringing it to his mouth to take a sip. after a few seconds, i watch as his tongue grazes his lips while he swallows the drink. he lightly bites his bottom lip and places the can on the bench next to him, then crosses his arms at his stomach and leans back onto the wall behind him.

"do you want cash? or would it be easier for me to transfer a couple hundred?", he asks.

"oh, um.. cash should be fine if you've got enough on you. if not i'll take whatever's easiest."

he nods, taking his wallet out from his pocket. he pulls out 3 $100 notes and reaches out to me, placing them in my outstretched hand.

"$300 should be enough. if not just text me and i'll give you whatever you want, okay?", he says with a grin. 

whatever i want?

his suggestive offer causes my thighs to squeeze together and my cheeks to tingle with nervousness. of course, i know i want far more from him than just his money.

i nod and he places the wallet back into his pocket. he takes another few sips of his root beer while i try to bring myself out of my imagination and back to the conversation.

"thanks a lot. i really appreciate you doing all this, matt.", i smile, my tone sweet and forgiving.

"like i said, it's the least i can do. i'm the reason your phone is broken in the first place.", he says reassuringly. he brings a hand up and scratches the back of his head, then uses it to push away the stray hairs resting on his forehead. he takes another sip of his root beer, having to tip his head all the way back to get the last bit out of the can. my eyes widen as i watch his neck tilt back, his adam's apple protruding as he swallows. my eyebrows scrunch and my lips effortlessly separate from each other. with his head still tipped back, i take the situation to my advantage and let my eyes travel from his neck down to the faint bulge in his black sweats. i let out a silent breath of air and feel my knees weaken.

i blurt out the first excuse that comes to my mind so that i can be away away from him for a minute.

"i'm just gonna go grab my purse from my room. i'll be back in a sec", i say, starting to walk out of the kitchen without waiting for his response.

i don't even own a purse.

i hear the now empty root beer can being thrown into the bin behind me, followed by matt's voice.

"can i come? i need to go to the bathroom."

shit.

"yeah, of course.", i lie.

i walk down my small hallway, matt following closely behind, and turn left.

"here's the bathroom. my rooms just there when you're done.", i say, motioning to my room on the right side of the hallway. he nods and wanders into the bathroom, closing the door behind him.

matt's pov

standing in the middle of y/n's bathroom, my right hand reaches into my boxers to readjust my dick - which is still hard. if not, even harder.

i'm trying so hard not to, but every time i look at y/n i can't help but imagine her on her knees in front of me, taking all of me in her pretty mouth. i pause for a moment while adjusting my boner to slowly pull it out of my boxers. wrapping my hand around it, i hesitantly slide up and down, watching the precum dripping out of my tip every time. a quiet moan escapes my mouth and i throw my head back, eyes shut tight while i silently please myself. my mind floods with thoughts of y/n moaning my name and my dick grows even harder in my hand, almost painful.

i look back down at my dick, veins covering the surface, my tip pink and wet. i rub my thumb over it to wipe away the precum and slowly place my dick back into my boxers. i pull my sweats back up and glance at myself in the mirror, making sure the huge bulge in my pants is as unnoticeable as possible.

i walk closer to the sink and reach for the soap, pumping some onto my hand and turning the tap to warm. as i rinse the soap off my hands, i feel my dick make contact with the countertop through my pants and i let out a whimper. the sensitivity of my throbbing dick makes even that feel good. i sigh, silently hoping that my boner will go down on its own, and then reach for the door handle.

y/n's pov

i walk into my room and place the $300 from matt on top of my dresser. collapsing onto my bed, i bring my hands to my face and rub my eyes.

i cannot stop thinking about matt.

everything he does, everything he says - it only makes me want him more. his hair, his hands, his lips, the faint outline of his dick through his pants..

"hey, i'm back."

my lustful thoughts are unexpectedly interrupted by a familiar husky voice entering my room.

i look up to see matt.

"oh hey.", i reply eagerly, sitting up on my bed. i feel butterflies in my lower stomach as my thighs gravitate toward each other, yet again. i notice his breathing is heavier than usual, paired with light blush to his cheeks that wasn't there before.

"travis?", he questions.

"..what?", i reply, a puzzled look on my face.

"the music? it's travis scott."

i pause for a moment and listen; my speaker is still playing from the corner of my room.

the end of i know? by travis scott plays distinctly in the room.

"oh yeah, sorry. i forgot my music was still playing."

"no it's cool, this songs good."

i smile at his validation and feel my butterflies return.

"do you wanna sit?", i ask him, motioning to the empty spot next to me on my bed. he says nothing, just walks over and places himself just inches away from me.

while we talk about what our plans are for the rest of the day, i notice him uncomfortably resting a hand over his crotch.. and then both hands.. and then grabbing a pillow from the top of my bed and placing it directly over it. the distraction causes me to stumble my words,

"and so.. um.. i have a lecture on friday i think, but i'm not sure if i'll go yet. and.."

searchin by sonder starts playing over the speaker.

his eyes stare deeply into mine as i talk, but mine can't stay in one spot. they wander between his eyes, the pillow covering his obvious boner, his large hand gripping the sheets beside me-

you've been staring at it all along

you've been searching for me all along

you don't have to keep on waiting

girl i heard you call

listening to the lyrics, i begin losing track of my thoughts again.

"..and um..what was i talking about?", i chuckle, trying to remember. "oh! my lecture. so-"

my sentence is abruptly interrupted by a large hand grasping the back of my neck and pulling me in, accompanied by matt's lips on mine. his lips are soft and wet against my own and i feel goosebumps cover my body as his other hand nervously trails up my thigh. his fingers trace the hem of my tight shorts but then stop and i start to feel him pulling away, his lips swiftly detaching from mine.

he's quiet for a moment, staring into my eyes. my mouth opens and closes but no words come out.

"i'm sorry, i don't know why i did that.", he apologises, genuine guilt in his voice. "i should go-" he places his hands at his sides and goes to stand up, but i grab his arms and turn him to face me to prevent him from standing. feeling his muscles tense under my fingers, i let go of his arms. my right hand impulsively reaches for his hoodie, pulling him closer to me by the fabric covering his chest. our lips connect once again, this time only for a second before i inch away from him. once our lips are finally apart, i notice his rapid breathing and my eyes don't leave his.

"don't leave, matt."

#matt sturniolo #sturniolo fanfic #nick sturniolo #chris sturniolo #sturniolo triplets #matthew sturniolo #sturniolo x reader #sturniolo smut #christopher sturniolo #nicolas sturniolo

[bluewhitehues]

Hug | Kim Mingyu

Summary: You secretly like your bestfriend chan,he has no idea and sets you up on a blind date with his friend and hyung Mingyu.

Genre: Angst? (Little bit), comfort, strangers to lovers, fluff

Pairing : Idol Kim Mingyu × (f) reader

Part 4

It was Sunday. The boys have their practice today that means mingyu and chan are going to meet. As soon as Mingyu goes to the practice room he spots chan but chan tries to avoid him lingering by seokmins side.

"YOU you fuvker come here right now-"

Mingyu tries to grab him while Chan's shoving a confused seokmin in between them he's asking what's this about ,what happened.

"This bastard told me he'd set me up on a date with y/n, turns out he told her it's a blind date instead of telling her it's a date with me"

"Ah hyuuung.. come on I tried my best for you two I had no other way i thought this would be the best option" chan whined

"Yah dino-ya that isn't nice, think about how he must've felt he was so excited to go" Seokmin scolds chan.

"Exactly my point ...what best option chan, did you even think about me? I thought she agreed on a date because she likes me as well ..did you think my feelings were a joke? Or am I that desperate that you'd have to lie to her for a date ? If I had known I'd find some other way to do it myself do you think I couldn't ask her myself? " Mingyu asks.. there's hurt clear in his eyes.

Chan feels terrible now his voice gets small when he speaks ,"hyung I'm so sorry...I should have thought about you more I didn't think that far, trust me I just wanted you two to get along and may be like each other cause you both are so precious to me and you both are one of the most amazing people I know ...I swear I just thought about your happiness."

Mingyu sighs," you shouldn't have done that but it's ok I forgive you."

He can't stay mad at his little brother for long anyway.

Chan hugs him suddenly, he really does feel very bad, "I'm sorry again hyungg you know I love you right?"

Mingyu pats his back while rolling his eyes, but he's smiling, "yeah yeah I love you too but never pull such stunts again."

Meanwhile there's jeonghan, hoshi and basically all the boys staring at them, they heard everything obviously.

"so you went on a date? That too with y/n ? And you didn't tell us?" Seungkwan speaks for everyone while they are nodding along with him waiting for mingyu to answer.

"It was a first date I didn't know what will happen ofcourse I was going to tell you all if it all worked out-" chan cuts him off, talking with his eyes widened, "wait a minute..it didn't go well?"

"I didn't say that."

"Then? " Chan asks again.

"I mean uh she was pretty shocked ..she didn't think it'd be me , so I didn't want to make her anymore uncomfortable, so we just talked normally, we went out for a walk then I dropped her off ."

"THAT'S IT??" Chan asked his eyes comically wide.

"uh yeah like I didn't want to burden her so I said we can be friends."

At this, they all collectively facepalm themselves.

"Seriously mingyu??? FRIENDS???" hoshi says looking at mingyu like he's ridiculous.

Jeonghan also steps in, "yeah like it was a date right? no romantic lovey dovey thing happened? Instead of asking her for another date you asked her to be friends?"

"You didn't even try to flirt with her or something? " Says Seungcheol.

"I did all this for nothing then" chan says in disbelief.

Mingyu closes his eyes, rubbing his hand on his forehead frustratingly at their questions. "Can you all just drop it please? I'll manage by myself thank you."

"yeah just lets get back to practice." Wonwoo says rubbing mingyu's back comfortingly.

Then they go on with their day.

And you, You're enjoying your weekend resting at home. When you get Chan's text.

Dinosaur 🦖: So you frienzoned mingyu hyung??

You: WHAT??? He said that??

You're confused Mingyu wouldn't do that, would he?

Dinosaur 🦖: No he said you were shocked,he didn't want to make you uncomfortable so he suggested you can be just friends.

Dinosaur 🦖: But hello I'm disappointed?? I even planned your wedding in my head and what did you do? You frienzoned each other 🤐🤐👏🏻👏🏻just great

You: woah woah no one told you to get that excited buddy and definitely not on a date which you planned by lying

Dinosaur 🦖: Pleaseee I said I'm sorry and don't make me feel more guilty I was already about to cry if mingyu hyung didn't forgive me...I don't think I can ever trouble him again even jokingly

You: was it that bad? Is he ok?

You can't help but feel bad thinking about him.

Dinosaur 🦖: well it's all my fault.. but girl atleast now you take some effort 🙄 I've found you such a great match and you're gonna keep him as your friend??

Dinosaur 🦖: God y/n even god wouldn't forgive such a thing.. I hate to say it but girls would die to be at your place right now.. GAME UPPPP I will even give you tips on how to flirt if you want

You roll your eyes at that.

You: Oh please I'm great at flirting you're the last person I'd take help from, you've done enough just go and focus on your practice for now..byeee

Dinosaur 🦖: BYE🙄🤐

Your thoughts take you to Mingyu again, "he must be hurt", "should I talk to him?", "what if he thinks I'm pitying him."

Your train of thoughts get interrupted by another ping of your phone , you pick it up to see mingyu's name on it.

On the other hand, Mingyu promises himself that he won't be sad anymore cause what is there to be sad about right? He's always the one who thinks about the brighter side of the situation, everyone says he's just too positive and hopeful even in the worst situations but Mingyu takes pride in that .. cause not many people have it, it takes a lot to be that positive,that courageous, that happy. So he's just gonna be himself.

Cause before yesterday, First- he didn't have your number, Second-you weren't on talking basis/you had zero connection, Three- He didn't have you even as a friend.. so for him it's win is a win kind of situation.

You read his text.

Mingyu : Heyy ..so chan asked me something about your purse??

You: oh shitt I forgot to tell you ..I lied about that to get your number from him 🫢

Mingyu: well don't worry I covered for you, you owe me something now👀 ..also should've asked me for my number directly, I'm more than willing to give it to you.

ONE THING ABOUT MINGYU IS HE WILL FLIRT, and your heart will suffer . Well in his defence he said you will be friends...there was no part where he mentioned he won't flirt or he won't try to woo you. So it seems you just gotta prepare yourself.

You huff at his reply, you started talking to him just from yesterday but you already got to know that this boy was a flirt ..a smooth one at that.

And were you feeling giddy, were you blushing? Well may be

You: Oh I'd have definately..asked it by myself. But you see it was an eventful day so kind of forgot to ask ...also yes I do owe you a big one, for yesterday as well ..tell me what I can do ? How about a meal?

Mingyu: Wouldn't that be a date?

You: it'd be whatever we will treat it as ..we said we'd be friends so it'll be us trying to build our friendship may be? Come on friends go to eat together all the time

Mingyu: Fair enough then, when will we go ?

You: Um I've work from tomorrow i'd be only free at dinner time 😕 is next week ok? If yes let me know when you're available

Mingyu: oh that's sad:( .. okay will go next week I'll let you know the time.

You: okayy cool ..see you then :)

Mingyu: Yes take care :))

You don't know but he's smiling at his phone right now, just as you are :)

In evening you meet chan he had promised you a meal so he's here at your apartment with lots of take out food and cake and muffins.

His practice was almost a day long so you had told him to just go home and take rest you'll plan to meet some another time . But he improvised the plan and came here.

You take all the food from him happily smiling looking at it..."Woahh you brought so much food"

He gives a toothy grin to you, "well I know you, I knew it'd keep you occupied "

You instantly stopped smiling and blinked at him ,"oh damn you almost had me distracted" you blink at him again.

He knows something is going to happen now, he is on alert..Then you're placing all the food down on the table, going to the couch grabbing a pillow andddddd he is running then, you run behind him.

"You asshole I promised myself i'd beat you up stop right there you bratttt"

He's screaming when you reach him and hit him with the pillow, "Ahhhhh this feels like some deja vu" he's running again and then going behind couch, giving those puppy eyes ..."I'm hungry" blink blink "I'm so tired and I was dancing the whole day, I'm so exhausted already and you're not even letting me eat I said sorry now stopp"

Your mouth hangs open at his antics..you huff..."Should learn emotional blackmailing from you ,go and wash your hands I'll get the plates"

He gives you a big big bright smile and runs to give you a quick hug before going to wash his hands.

You smile at him shaking your head.

You guys eat your food while talking.

He keeps asking about the date, so you tell him that it kinda got ruined because you were nervous so to make it up to Mingyu you decide to take him out for a meal .. he's teasing you about how it's a date when you keep denying it isn't.

"I don't know about you but on our planet here we humans call it a date" he says smugly.

You roll your eyes at him "whatever chan it's a friendly date then."

He shakes his head at you, saying you're impossible.

"Btw do you remember yunjin?"

"yeah the girl you're currently seeing ?"

"Yeah her...I think it's going to work out for me this time." He's smiling softly at his plate like he's thinking about her..."She's nice".

"woah woah look at you all blushing Lee chan"

He laughs," I just- I really hope it works out this time .. I've always wanted a serious relationship and this time it seems like it'd work ...I'm serious and I feel she is too." He says while smiling looking at you.

And honestly you want that for him as well.Cause he looks so happy just talking about her so sincerely. Whatever you thought about him you were never that childish to be jealous and think I wish I was the girl. No , you can't force someone's feelings. If he feels that for someone you'd always root for him. You always pray for your close people's happiness and he's one of them so why wouldn't you want that.

You coo at him.."Aww, I'm really rooting for you Chan you deserve it you deserve every happiness in this world."

He smiles at you, "thank you y/n, I'm also rooting for you" and then he dramatically winks at you. You know exactly what he's saying so you groan and threaten him to stab him with the fork if he doesn't shut up. He laughs at you.

Part 5

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A/n:Hey lovely readers, this is it for today hope you enjoy it💗

Also the female reader isn't someone too deeply hurt or too deeply in love (about chan) she is not the jealous type, she has made her peace with everything so you won't see her feeling all these emotions deeply.

#kimmingyu #fanfic #kimmingyuff #mingyu #mingyu×reader #seventeen #seventeen fanfic #seventeen mingyu #lee chan #dino x reader #svtanst #svt x reader #svt dino #svt fluff #svt angst #svt #svt imagines #seventeenimagines #seventeenangst #seventeen x reader #lee seokmin #jeonghan #jeon wonwoo #hoshi #seventeen ff

[tnt-kokoo]

Time alone

part three of the Chigiri series

pairing: Chigiri Hyoma × fem!reader

summary: A girl with a fear of boys is new to the school and her class. As Chigiri sees her he falls head over heels inlove with her but doesn't know just yet the reason for her fear, as well as y/n not knowing the 'pretty girl' she was talking to was actually a boy.

warnings: Bullying; Talk about past of the reader; bad experience with boys; Talks about being uncomfortable around boys; !!!nothing detailed!!!; Also its summer in this story!!

masterlist part two ; part four

While sitting in class, Chigiri could stop looking over at the clock hanging above the classroom door. He counted the seconds until this last class would finally end. He was really happy but also anxious about hanging out with you after school.

He could feel his heart pumping harder than it should. But you on the other hand, couldn't wait to finally hang out with someone you know. Especially if it's hanging out on the beach.

The second the bell signaled the end, all students packed together instantly to make their way out of school. You and Chigiri were doing just the same.

As you two left the school ground together, you started to ask your friend, "Say, Chigiri. Is the beach beautiful?"

Said person looked over to you and his eyes widened when looking in your eyes. He started to feel kinda shy but didn't wanted to let it show so he replied "I wouldn't be taking you there if it wasn't pretty." "Right... I am excited, I haven't been to the beach in forever."

Smiling in his direction was definitely a death sentence for him considering he could have melted just now.

Now waiting for the train together, you two talked about stuff happening around school and what drama there was. Surprisingly, Chigiri knew it all and was more than happy to tell you too. Laughing together, the boy could feel himself falling even more for you.

As the train came, both of youas well as others noticed how it was packed and some even decided to take the next one. But you grabbed your red haired friends hand and pulled him inside the train. Luckily you've found a seat left but didn't wanted to be the only one sitting down.

"Go on, sit down Y/n." Chigiri Smiled. The boy stood infront of you as you sat. The doors closed as people pushed around to make room for themselves even after the red head was pushed towards you by someone behind him. You caught him as he nearly fell on top of you and that caused Hyomas ears to redden. Your hand grip on him had him catch his breath.

Standing up straight, he looked away for you not to notice his state of nervousity.

"Ate you alright??" You asked worryingly to which he just replied with a nod and a small 'yea'

The train stopped at your stop and both of you made your way out of the wagon. Walking through the doors, you breathed in hard as you felt happy to smell the clean and fresh sea air. The boy next to you looked at you softly and full of warmth in his eyes.

Now walking down the beach you went to grab your bathing suit but.... where was it??

"Uhm, Chigiri...? I think I forgot my bathing suit." You finally said and looked at him next to you. The said boy felt relieved since he purposely left his bathing stuff at home to not destroy his cover as a girl. "Me neither..." He said.

You two looked at eachother for a second and finally started laughing at not bringing your bathing suit with you to beach.

After the short lived laughs, you sighed and started to smell the sea air until you started to smell...food? Looking around you saw lots of tents and people walking. "Say Chigiri, is there some kind of festival right now?"

"Huh?" he began and looked to where you were looking at. Suddenly it hit him and he remembered what time of the year it was, "OH! Uh yea, it's the summer festival. Now at this time there are less people than it would be in a few hours.. so, wanna go? We surly can stay here but- you know- we don't have bathing sui-" "I'd like to go to the summer festival with you." You giggled a bit.

Passing the stands both of you paid for food and some drinks and searched for a place to sit. When you sat down on the bank you fell inlove with the sight of the sea infront of you and the nice atmosphere of the festival behind you and with Chigiri, your first friend here, you enjoyed your time even more.

"Can I ask you a question, Y/n?" "Hm? Go for it?"

.......

"Why don't you like being near, or talking to guys?"

......

The question hit you hard and you looked forward towards the sea, not sure if you were able to tell the story without feeling the need to cry when looking at Chigiri.

"When I was younger, boys would always make me feel uncomfortable.." You began as Chigiri listened carefully.

"later, when I was older, I got invited to a birthday party of my supposed friend. But they didn't tell me they invited guys, especially the ones that bullied me as well." You felt the tears forming but you still continued. "One of my bullies tried to force me to do something but I ran away.. after that I moved here." As you finished, the red head beside you felt guilty for tricking you but felt even more guilty now that he knew your reasoning for staying away from guys.

"Can I hug you?" he asked carefully, and you nodded and let him hug you and comfort you.

"Thank you, Chigiri."

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ᯓᝰ The next part and I am SO SORRY for not updating this story 😭 I swear

#blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk fluff #bllk #bllk x reader #bllk x y/n #bllk x you #blue lock x female reader #blue lock x y/n #blue lock x you #bllk chigiri #chigiri x you #chigiri x reader #hyoma chigiri #chigiri hyoma #blue lock chigiri #hyoma chigiri x reader

[bookshelf-dust]

🪩 Ok, I desperately need a Billy letter. Maybe it’s like a love confession and he has to write it down because every time he’s tried to say it, he can’t get it out ‘cause he’s still in the mindset of emotions being bad/“girly.” Maybe you could turn this into a ficlet (I forget what the emoji is) and maybe after you read it, you tell him you love him too and he gets so excited/relieved and he’s like “I fuckin’ love you so much.”😁😁

That was longer than I thought it’d be.

slumber party shenanigans

billy hargrove x gn!reader

a/n: sweetheart!! my love!! my dearest!! this is so sweet. and it’s totally okay that it ended up being a little longer. i tried to capture him the best i could in this way. i really hope you’re happy with it <333

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🪩 you want me to paint your nails?— i’ll write you a mock love letter from the character of your choice. just give me a little something for them to write to you about! this one will be very new for me to try and i won’t make them terribly long, but i hope they might turn out sweet.

🖋️ want another blanket?—i will write you a little ficlet (under 1000 words) for the character of your choice. i would appreciate if you’d specify whether you want comfort/fluff/angst/whatever and i will try and come up with something for you!

Last night, he said fuck it. He was overwhelmed with everything he was feeling. Everything he was feeling for you. Everything he feels for you.

He’d been afraid he wouldn’t remember all of this come morning, or whenever else he attempted to tell you. So he rummaged around in his bag for paper, because he swore he fucking had some, and he stole a pen from Max.

Billy settled on the floor, back resting against the foot of his bed, and got to writing.

He kept having to take breaks though, or blink really hard, or shake his head. Sometimes squeeze his nails against his palm. Anything to stop that voice in his head.

You’re a pussy, feeling like this over some chick. She’s just going to break your heart. She doesn’t care about you. Even if she does, you don’t deserve her. You’re a piece of shit.

Enough, he’d tell himself, and he’d keep going.

The next morning, Billy gives you the letter he’s written in the car.

“Read this. Don’t look at me, or I’ll probably fucking throw up. Actually, you stay here. I’ll wait outside.”

Billy pushes his door open, and paces around within a few feet of the Camaro, waiting for you to read what he’s written for you. It feels like he’s laid out on a table, like you’re looking at his guts.

He hates this. He fucking hates it.

You unfold the notebook paper Billy’s given you, eyes dancing around the page. You love his handwriting. It’s one of your favorite things about him. He writes small, all of his letters in lowercase. Except when he writes his name, where in that case he capitalizes as he should, but the B and the H are always oversized and signature-esque. He does the same when writes your name.

You decide to hurry up and read the damn thing. He’s already nervous enough.

Y/n

i’ve been trying to say this for weeks. fucking weeks. but every time i try, it’s like he’s watching me. and i can’t. but this doesn’t have shit to do with him. it has to do with you and me.

i’m in love with you. i love you. there. damn.

you’re the best thing that’s every happened to me, and i know it’s cheesy, but i don’t give a shit. because i know i’m an asshole. but somehow you’ve found a way to help me be less of one, and you care about me. you look at me like i’m fucking magical or something.

you’re so sweet to Max, and you help her with stuff i don’t really understand. you help me work out things i don’t understand. you’re such a smartass. and you’re so gorgeous. there’s so much more, but i’m drawing a blank because of course i am. i’ll tell you later.

i love you. i love you, Y/n.

Billy

You take a deep breath and fold the paper back up, before getting out of the car. Billy things something’s wrong.

You round the side of the Camaro and walk straight up to him. You throw your arms over his shoulders and pull him into a hug. Billy relaxes in your hold almost immediately, body molding against yours.

You pull back enough to take his face in your hands. His cheeks are warm and red.

“Billy. I love you too.”

He presses his forehead against yours, a breath of a laugh leaving him.

“Don’t fuck with me.” He squeezes your side.

“I’m not fucking with you.”

Billy abruptly lets you go. He shakes his head like he doesn’t believe this.

“Are you sure? You’re being dead-fucking-serious with me right now?”

You nod. “I’m positive. I’m being dead-fucking-serious with you right now.”

Billy moves closer to you again, and he leans in, pressing a kiss to your lips. He tastes like cigarettes and fruity gum. You try to pull away for breath, but he doesn’t let you. He kisses you once, twice more.

The smile on his face is one of the ones you only ever get to see. It’s bright and happy and beautiful. “I fuckin’ love you so much,” Billy tells you.

He falters, though, immediately after that. “Wait, you’re not mad, are you? That I had to write it down first?”

You don’t break eye contact with him. “No! Of course not Billy. I just want you to be comfortable.” You smile at him and kiss the tip of his nose. He wrinkles it at you and tries to push away.

You slip your hands into his hair. “I love you, Billy.”

He’s smiling again. “I love you more.”

#billy hargrove #billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x you #billy hargrove x gn!reader #billy hargrove x gender neutral reader #bookshelf-dust’s 500 follower celebration #bookshelf-dust’s slumber party

[masterwords]

blue christmas

Summary: Spencer finds the perfect opportunity to show Luke that he'd like to kick their relationship up a notch.

Pairing: Luke Alvez/Spencer Reid

Words: 1.4k

Warnings: references to Spencer's time in prison, PTSD mention, reference to Spencer's mother's illness, loneliness and Christmas...that being said, this is a happy love filled romantic comfort story.

Read on AO3: blue christmas

Author's Notes: This is my discord Secret Santa gift for @merpancake! It took me out of my comfort zone and I hope I did them justice. You asked for Spencer being the one to make a gesture and boy did he ever! Thank you for challenging me, and thank you for being you. I know you've had a rough year and I hope that this brings at least a small smile to your face. Much love to you my friend! <3 Merry Happy Winter Holidays!

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It was Penelope’s idea. He kept telling himself that as he stood surveying his apartment, the vintage garland strung up over his prized bookshelves and a small, somewhat bare tree lit up in the corner where his favorite chair should have been. Spencer didn’t like change, and the tree had caused some considerable change but it was the only place he could put it. A lit tree needed to be near a window, on display, and he had to admit that it did look very pretty from the street. Inviting. Warm. Festive. Things that didn’t usually describe his apartment this time of year.

“You don’t have to decorate,” Penelope had said with a smile. “It’s just...you have room, your place is bigger than mine. And we always do this stuff at Rossi’s.”

“Because he has a mansion,” Spencer pointed out with a smirk. She nodded.

“Sure, and that’s fun...but sometimes it’s nice to be a little more cozy.”

What she really meant, he realized, was that his apartment was quiet and sad and more of a place for him to close himself off than anything else. It had always been that way, perhaps, but it was definitely worse since he’d been in prison. She wasn’t wrong.

So, it was Penelope’s idea, and she planned the food and drinks and the Secret Santa exchange...all he had to do was open his door and let everyone in. The decorations came from a box he’d had stashed in his coat closet, way up high, gathering dust. Decorations from when he was a child, things he thought might be lauded as containing poison nowadays but brought back good memories. His mother would put them up even after his father left, she would deck their halls to make him feel something good for the season. And she managed it during the good times and the bad times, it was always something she insisted on. Even if she had never been a fan of the holiday herself, and even if it was the wrong time of year when she did it. More than once he’d woken to Christmas garlands and a full stocking in the middle of July, that was just how it was. And it was okay by him, he’d learned to accept that time didn’t move the same for his mother as it did for everyone else.

And now he was following in her footsteps, throwing decorations over his belongings for the benefit of other people. The garland was shedding all over his floor, scraps of silvery tinsel on hard wood.

Surprisingly, once the apartment was full of twinkling lights and silver garland, it made him smile too. Even the mess was festive.

“Oh, Boy Wonder, you did so good!” Penelope gushed when she walked in, her arms full of bags.

That was how it started, with her oohing and aahing over all of his vintage decorations, over how much space he had, over how many books he had. She’d only been here once or twice before and every time she managed to forget how lovely his place was. Not that she was surprised in the least. It suited him in every single way. “People will be here soon! Are you excited?”

“I uh…” he started, eyes darting over all of the once empty surfaces she’d covered with punch bowls and food trays almost instantly. His apartment looked like a party now. “Yes. Actually. I am.” He was a little surprised to admit that, a little surprised that it wasn’t a lie.

By the time his apartment was full of people, he was regretting it. Just a little. After spending nearly a year locked up, he didn’t do crowds well. They set his nerves on fire and he found himself looking over his shoulder anxiously whether it was warranted or not. In this case, it wasn’t, not even a little...these people were his family...but every movement out of his periphery made his heart jump. He was wishing the party was over and it had barely even begun.

“Secret Santa time!” Penelope exclaimed, waving her arms in the air to get everyone’s attention. “Everyone go find your gift on the table and open them.”

Spencer watched the crush of bodies headed for the little table and waited patiently until it cleared before going and grabbing his, the only one left. He held it close to his chest , unopened, while watching everyone else tear into theirs. Luke in particular.

He’d manipulated his way into being Luke’s Secret Santa, and while that wasn’t strictly against any rules Penelope had laid out he had felt at least a little guilty for ruining the sanctity of random. It was just...they’d been seeing each other casually for a few months, and he’d found himself more than a little bored by it. Not in a way that meant he wanted to stop, but in a way he hadn’t ever really felt before...he was ready to kick it up a notch. Luke looked into the box full of dog toys, little stuffed elves and reindeer and coffee cups and smiled that bright, intoxicating smile that said Spencer had done well. Very well. When their eyes met he mouthed thank you and Spencer could feel the butterflies in his stomach, a warmth that spread from his chest down into his pants. If they were alone right now that smile would be enough to make him drag Luke into the bedroom, it held that much power over him. Instead, Spencer inclined his head briefly, nodding for Luke to meet him in the kitchen.

There, he presented Luke with another gift, one not intended to be opened in front of a crowd. Just a small box he’d been holding in his pocket. An unmarked little white thing with a bright red bow wrapped around it, simple and elegant. “You proposing to me, Agent Reid?” Luke asked with a smirk and a wink. Spencer flushed. That didn’t help that growing warmth in his belly.

“Just open it before I regret it.”

“You never asked my ring size…”

“You know what? I’m taking it back.” Spencer reached out for the box and Luke playfully batted him away.

“Mine,” Luke huffed, delicately untying the bow and popping the lid open. Inside, nestled in a cloudy bed of cotton, was a gleaming silver key. Brand new, freshly cut. Luke grinned. “I’ve always wanted a key,” he said, always the jokester. Spencer reached into his pocket and procured his own keychain, holding up one that matched the key in the box. A little worse for the wear, a little worn down, but a perfect match.

“I’m not sure we’re ready to move in together,” Spencer started, the flush rising from his neck into his cheeks. His skin prickled beneath his wool sweater. “But I thought maybe you’d like to have a key to my place. It’s closer to work, so if you leave late and need a place to crash...or you know...you can just come in. Anytime.”

“Spencer Reid…” Luke said, stepping closer. “Are you sure?” He knew how Spencer felt about his privacy, and how he’d struggled against the PTSD prison left him with. Sharing his apartment in this way felt...well...huge. Unbelievably huge. Luke almost couldn’t believe it.

“I um, yeah. I’m sure. Come here…” he said, grabbing Luke by the hand and dragging him out into the hallway and toward his bedroom. Everyone was so occupied by their gifts and the music that they didn’t seem to notice the two of them had gone missing. “I got you a toothbrush to keep here...and…” he opened a drawer on his dresser, empty where it hadn’t been the day before. “And your own drawer. If you want it.”

“If I want it?” Luke asked, cocking his head to the side. “Spencer…” But he didn’t know the words to adequately sum up how he felt, so he just reached up and hooked Spencer by the back of the neck before pulling him in for a kiss. Spencer tasted like candy canes, his lips sticky from the candy he’d been nervously eating since the party started. Luke had been watching him with the candy cane in his mouth since he’d come in, it was driving him absolutely insane with want. “I love it.”

“You do?” Spencer asked cautiously. “Really?”

“I do. Merry Christmas Spencer,” Luke whispered into another peppermint sugar kiss, this time deeper, hungrier. He was craving candy canes now too.

“Merry Christmas Luke.”

#spencer reid #luke alvez #ralvez #discord secret santa! <3

[nikkisheep]

Ok I haven’t seen anyone do this one so I’m kinda excited to see it done, but if your not interested I totally understand.

I’m thinking a fem Hargrove reader x Billy Hargrove one where he’s the protective older brother. We all know Billy is an ass to just about everyone he meets but the reader is the only one who ever gets to see the real billy. They are only 2 years apart and she’s so much like his mom and is the only person that cares for him. We know how his father is and thinks only women should cook and clean and men should work. Well how about one day the reader is at home cleaning when she accidentally breaks a plate or something and cuts herself, she rushes to clean up the mess before her dad can hear but he does anyways. He yells at her and makes her feel bad and when she starts to cry he smacks her. Of course he leaves with Susan and by the time Billy gets home her face is bruised up and her hand wrapped. He’s mad and concerned and decided to pack their things and leave. (You can decide where they go, a friends, cali or maybe he’s saved up to get them a place)

A brother's fear

Protective olderbrother Billy Hargrove x sister reader

Warnings: THIS IS NOT A SHIP, THEY ARE SIBLINGS NOTHING MORE, slapping, agruing, protective billy, blood, ANGST, happy ending, abuse, Neil, Neil makes reader call him sir like he did with Billy, hairpulling

Summary: Request above

When you came home, you find Dad and Billy neck to neck. Billy was placed against a shelf and Dad was holding him against it. You look at your step-mom and saw her crying. Why was she not helping him? Why was Dad doing this? If Billy was being beat or abused by Dad, I never knew. Billy never let me see. He would tell me, he got into a fist fight with some punk from school. I never knew.

"Dad!" You yell. He looks to you with a frown.

"Get her out of here," He yelled to his wife.

Your step-mom tried to bring out of the room, just as another blow is given to Billy's face. You hear him cry out at the blow and you ran back into the room. You pushed in between the two men and hugged Billy tight. You felt him rub your back.

"Look what you did Billy, you made me make a scene infront of your sister," Dad said. He left the room and went to his bedroom.

Sobs racked through your body when he finally left. You could not believe what you saw. You looked up to Billy cause he always was there for you. Once he beat up a kid for pulling on your pigtails.

"Billy," You cried.

"Shush, it's okay," Billy said softly. Here he was comforting you after he was the one who was beaten up.

"I had no idea," More tears flood.

"It's okay."

"I am so sorry," You shook your head.

"It's okay. I'm fine," He groans when he says that.

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A few weeks later, you cleaning the house. Your dad was out with your step-mom with Max and that left you alone cause Billy was at some girl's house. You had cleaned everything and were finally putting away the dishes. You went to dry one but it slipped out of your hands, shattering on the ground.

"Shit!"

You go to get the broom and dustpan from the living room. You tried picking up the bigger pieces but it cut your hand, staining the white floor. You cursed at the pain but cleaned up everything. Wrapping up your hand, the family walks in. No one pays you any mind until your dad comes in. He sees the wrap on your hand and then the broken glass in the trash can.

"What happened?" He questions.

"A plate slipped an-"

"You broke a plate?"

"It was an acciedent and I didn't mean-"

"Do you know how much those cost?" He interrupted you. He stepped closer.

"No," You shake your head.

"No what?"

"No, sir."

"Why don't you say sorry to Susan?"

"Sorry Susan," You cry out when he grips your hair from the ponytail you had it in. He pulls your head back.

"I'm sorry but that doesn't seem like you mean it," He says.

Tears pour from your eyes.

"Now say it like you mean it, girl."

"I'm so sorry Susan. I really am. I didn't mean to break your plate," You sob.

"Shut those tears up," Your dad slaps you, your face turning red.

"Neil, I don't think-" Susan tries.

"She needs to learn respect for you. She broke something so she has to say sorry. It's called respect," He grits his teeth.

You cry out at the pain of your scalp.

"Now have you learned your lesson?" He asks.

"Yes."

He tugs harder, "Yes, what?"

"Yes sir!"

"What was your lesson?"

"Don't break things and to say sorry," You cry.

"And why is that?"

"It's for respect sir,'' You say.

He lets you go and you fall from the force of him holding you up by your hair. You rub your head and scramble to your room. The night carries on and Billy comes home. You hear him ask for you but Susan said it might not be a good idea. He knocks on your door and opens it. He finds you with an icepack of peas against your face. He sees the streaks of dried tears and the handprint on your cheek.

"Wha-What happened?" Billy says, tears welling up into his blue eyes.

"Nothing, Billy."

"Don't do that, don't do that."

"Fine, he hit me and pulled my hair. He made me say sir and talk about respect." You cried and Billy grabbed you to hold.

You shook in his grasp and he shushed you. He pat your hair and rubbed your back while you had your first melt down after a beating. He never wanted you to go through this again.

"I am so sorry," Billy softly cried.

"Sorry for what?"

"I didn't protect you. I didn't."

"Billy-"

"I should have gotten you out of here but I didn't," He said.

"Billy, you did. You tried so hard."

"I need to get you out of here. I am getting you out of here."

Billy and you made a plan to pack everything you needed and leave when everyone was asleep. When it was time to go, you snuck out with Billy to his car. Once on the road, you started drifting off to sleep. Billy took off his jacket and made it like a blanket for you. Your head rested on his shoulder, he hummed to you as you slept.

You both made it to California and looked for the house your mom had left for Billy if he wanted to return.

"I'm never letting you get hurt again," Billy said before pulling you into a hug.

You both walked to the car and pulled your bags from the backseat. You walked side by side to your new life without abuse or violence or Dad. You both never wanted to see that man again.

"I love you Billy."

"Don't worry, I love you too. No one messes with my sister," Billy said before hugging you again.

#billy hargrove x reader #billy hargrove x sister!reader #stranger things #stranger things x reader #protective billy #brother billy #x sister reader #NOT A SHIP

[campbyler]

THEA!!!

they r so boyfriends! 😭😭😭😭😭😭 it should be illegal to read acswy while being single CAUSE I WANT TO BITE SOMEBODY SO BAD. so im gonna bite u guys. as a revenge for my poor heart. sorry.

first of all will with tote bag!!! mike with long sleeves and shorts!!! yes!! their fits r literally so perfect. i just have to say it.

the fact that will didn’t even bring his car key with him. he doesn’t hate mustang as much as he pretends 😭 and he definitely changed his mind after mikes explanation. can’t wait till will break his stupid rule and they’ll make out senselessly in it.

i got mikes reasoning for buying that car (and ted is an asshole in every universe. sorry that it happened to u thea) but he could choose less pretentious one 🙄 sorry i have a with aversion towards expensive cars. their drivers always think that they better than traffic regulations. anyway.

manual transmission is a crime against humanity and im glad that i never have to use it again. it wasn’t that bad on the road and changing gears doesn’t take much time but traffic lights became my arch enemies cause i always managed to stall on them 😭 i hope ur lessons were better btw. i feel that will will shake like chihuahua😭 plus it like one extra leg on the clutch and i have no idea how to not forget about it if u only drive automatic.

their not-date date cause they definitely aren’t dating they’re barely friends who love kiss each other on the mouth and hold hands and spend time together and tell each other their deepest secrets.

the things i felt when mike dropped wills hand in the car. i Know it was was a reason. and he totally recovered himself by holding wills pinky the entire way to the mall. i know their pinkies Hurt cause where’s no other way.

when they’ll find out that smooches at the center of the cafe is not really platonic. isn’t really platonic with kissing if we’re judging be their standards. The Kiss in the changing room though…. they literally obsessed with each other i can believe guys used to pretend they enemies 😭

someone brought up dwoht on relation to the thrift store and i can’t stop thinking about it

“u (authors) said there was nothing in the world that could stop it

i (i) had a bad feeling”

i loveeee noticing how their humor changed. will doesn’t want to hurt mike anymore he wants to laugh with him instead 💔 and he thinks mikes password is cute and loserish (it is) but he charmed by it omgggg!!!

im so glad that i spent this year with u guys (im finishing my comment in 2024!!!! happy new year!!!) and im excited to follow the story next year too. days if the updates became my favorite and brought me so much joy!!

thea, suni and andi thank u so much for ur talent and passion!! ily!! happy new year 🎉🎄🥳🎊🤶❄️

ALYAAAA i am SO sorry that i am the worst and it takes me forever to answer things but just know i have been holding this ask so close to my chest for the past million weeks bc it is so special to meeee 💗💗💗💗💗

i will accept the biting bc i am also biting someone. it is hard to WRITE it while being single wtf. every time i write a kiss scene i'm like gd who wants to kiss me..............i am here and kissless...........

that and also i think he was so eepy he didn't even Think abt bringing his keys but also lbr he knew mike was going to insist on driving lol. mike fr could have chosen a less pretentious car But i think mustangs are universally cool cars for sure and i think it's very important to mike to have a cool car so even tho it's not necessarily something he would have picked out himself i do also think that he loves it. a little bit. (<- a lot bit)

i've ended up not actually learning how to drive a manual bc me and my sister have both been busy so all of my knowledge for the next chapter is going to be thru research and osmosis so pls call me out if anything is incorrect 😭

sometimes you have to kiss your friends on the mouth!!!!! and go on a not-date date w them!!!!!!!!!! that is so totally normal!!!!!!!!!!!!! their pinkies definitely hurt so bad!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! they are obsessed w each other fr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

dwoht is not on the ch9.2 playlist but it is for suuuuure very will-coded for this stretch of the story if you even care.

we are so glad WEEE spent this year w YOUUU alya ty for supporting us and always leaving the sweetest most thoughtful comments 💗 i hope tht ch9.2 is everything you've ever dreamed of!!!!

#asks #ch09 #acswy spoilers

[novelcain]

Please read 🙏

So. I mentioned in the tags of one of my first posts back that I had to announce a few things that'd probably lose me some followers, but like I don't blame anyone if you do skedaddle because I know most of you are here for the monkie (totally understandable tho)

That being said I am no longer hyperfixated on jttw/Sun Wukong and that likely won't happen again for a while cause main the thing that caused me to clock out for so long kinda left a bad taste in my brain. However I will eventually come back to it. I can guarantee that. It just won't be for a hot minute (maybe who knows I can't control my brain lol)

As for the 10 billion asks I have in my inbox rn I'll be taking screen shots of the ones that have to do with monkie and such and putting them in a folder so that when I DO get back into jttw I'll just immediately start with those. So yeah if you sent me a really long ask FEAR NOT!😃 for I refuse to get rid of any of them 🥰

With that information tho, I never really intended for this to be just a monkie blog that's just what my hyperfixation had been on since I started. But I also tried to force that hyperfixation to stay way longer than I should have so that I could keep making content that my followers would like which is a part of the reason why I needed a break for so long. I wore myself out, and I needed to convince myself that it was okay for me to make content that makes me happy too. 😌

Tho unfortunately that does mean all my current projects will be on hold and I'll be updating the titles on ao3 soon to On Hiatus. 😔

I ofc will still gladly interact with/absorb any art or writings inspired by or dedicated to my works even if they aren't something I'm currently fixated on because effort deserves recognition and I love seeing ya'lls stuff more than anything. 🥰 Same goes for any submissions with art or edits/videos.

Also I did finish my Triad AU Sun Wukong character sheet like... forever go and just forgot to post it. 😬 (I KNOW I'M SORRY! 😭) SO I'll be posting that soon once I'm done moving everything around and making things more manageable and ✨️aesthetic✨️ on the blog.

Tho that kinda brings me to the next announcement I'll be merging my art blog and my spam blog onto this blog (so many blogs😫) cause honestly 4 blogs is just too much and I just wanna vibe 😅🤚 lol

The last announcement is that once I'm done rearranging everything I'll be going through all my mentions that I've missed and checking out what you guys made while I was gone cause I heard from a few people that there's quite a bit 😊 *much excitement* (on god I need an emoji that looks like it's vibrating because I need visual representation of how I feel like imma explode sometimes)

#skittle announcement

[munchkinmarauder]

My review of Scarlet Witch and Quicksilver

Overall I'll give it a generous 4/5 stars and I'm excited to see where this series takes up but I do have some gripes with it

Also lots of stuff from Orlando's AITP X-Men Monday interview pops up so check it out as we may have some hidden clues on what's next

Spoilers below

Overall a good set up issue with some fun moments. Some of my fears were exaggerated but some of those expected fears did mean I didn't enjoy the issue as much as I hoped. However I'm fault happy overall and keen for the rest of the series

The good-

- a series with the twins as coleads has been long overdue. I'm so happy to see it finally happen. Fun fact this is the first marvel series to be headlines by a sibling duo.- for the most part the twins dynamic and fight felt like a proper sibling fight. You could feel the weight of their long history and the multitude of things left unsaid and resentments.

- it's nice to see Wanda being the one clearly at fault for a fight between them for a change

- while the twins are little orange I appriciate the commitment to showcasing the twins as visible people of colour. It was long needed. I do think they (and Luna and Tommy should be more visibly brown). I also am enjoying the art and the use of the vibrant colours in general.

- I like the mystery being set up with why the twins are being targeted and the twist that while Magneto did write the letter he wasn't the one who sent it. I'm not as curious at the letter contents as I thought I would be. It seems he's being cruel because he's a dick to Pietro but let's see. I also really am excited to know why it's both twins and the combination of them together that has the giver upset. Lore and power upgrade for born twins? I hope so. Wanda being a universal threat is a given so I am way more curious about what they'll do with Pietro

- I think it was a good move to make a joke about is or isn't Magneto the bio dad at the start and shoot it down. I would love for the retcon to be undone I just don't think it has a place in this story about the bond between the twins. Magneto doesn't need to overshadow the series more than he has already for what it's worth I do think the comics are leading up to a Magnet fam reunion with most of its members appearing in major comics this year.

- it being acknowledged that Magneto was cruel to Pietro, killed him and treated the twins unequally. I have gripes with this I'll set out below but given how biased Orlando is towards Magneto this was good to see.

- the Luna, Tommy and Monet cameos made me so happy! I'm glad Orlando seems fond of Luna and I hope she and Monet join Tommy in helping Pietro. Even if the ladies are just cameos it's still a nice touch.- I liked the contrast where the fuming twins lash out with their powers. Wanda destroys her shop and Pietro is ranting but checking up on loved ones while he does so. They are each others ying and Yang.

- we're lucky the Wizard is a drama queen cause his snipers seem pretty competent and if they'd used regular bullets this series would be automatically over lol. I do also think the Wizards team called Pietro to upset him. Futher and not Wanda to ensure the twins wouldn't be able to contact each other.

The bad

- the writing for Wanda was better than Pietro. This feels more like a Wanda series so far but it's early days so let's see. Even though Wanda is the one initially in the wrong she seems to be treated more sympathetic by the narrative and of course she has more page time than her brother.

- Pietro's past appearances in SW made me a bit unsure about how Orlando will write Pietro, his takes in the comic themselves are quite superficially though he talks about Pietro very passionately in Interviews. Nothing really changed that opinion here.

- we didn't get enough of the twins interacting and this is supposed to be a series about their relationship. It would have been nice to have a little more of them getting along so the fight felt more impactful. An infinity comic with the two might have been a good idea.- I hate the Pietro fears Wanda thing Orlando introduced as well as the Pietro manipulated Wanda for HoM. I don't think Steve actually read that comic because Wanda herself in that comic said all her brother was doing was protecting her cause the X-Men and Avengers wanted to kill her and Magneto was willing to let them. Having Wanda say this was off-putting. Had it been purely in angry it would be somewhat forgivable but Orlando has expressed this sentiment in his other SW books

- Orlando's insistence on the adopted family angle and portraying Magneto as a complicated but good man who took the twins in with Wanda as the worshipful daddies girl and the victim blaming as Pietro was cold to him. That man was abusive to both his children. He would let them die for his cause and had abandoned them multiple times. Wanda pre retcon had many an issue and gripe with him. The twins are justified in their issues with him and no one should have to forgive their abusers. Magneto is a fascinating character and I loved the pre retcon dynamic with the twins as it was so tragic and full of irony and it only really works if theyre blood related. This painting of them as a happy chosen family is detrimental to all characters involved.

#pietro maximoff #wanda maximoff #quicksilver #maximoff twins #magnet family #monet st croix #tommy shepherd #Luna Maximoff #Darcy Lewis #scarlet witch & quicksilver (2024) #scarlet witch and quicksilver #quicksilver and the scarlet witch #Quicksilver #scarlet witch #magneto #erik lensherr

[rubyreduji]

[fanboy hoshi fluff drabble | gn!reader | 694 words]

soonyoung is practically bouncing off the walls, he can’t contain his excitement as he enters the concert venue, he can’t believe that he’s actually here, about to see SHINee live

his lightstick is clutched tightly in his fist and he practically runs to his seat, like the quicker he gets there the sooner the show will start. he splurged on floor seats, wanting to get the best view he possibly could, and maybe even a chance to interact with the boys

while rushing to his seat soonyoung bumps right into you, knocking you over and making you drop your own shating star on the ground. the sound of cracking hurts even soonyoung's heart

"i'm so sorry!" he quickly exclaims, helping you off the ground. he quickly notes how cute your outfit is, but keeps his focus on your now broken lightstick. "here, let me buy you a new one"

before you can even say anything, soonyoung is tugging you towards one of the merch booths set up in the venue. the line has already started to grow and soonyoung stands anxiously at the end of the line, finally turning towards you

"sorry once again, i didn't meant to knock into you. you see i've been a fan for forever and this is my first concert and -"

"don't worry about it, honestly," you tell him with a smile, "really you don't even have to get me a new one, but thank you"

you stick your hand out and introduce yourself and soonyoung does the same, shaking your hand quickly

you two stand in the line, talking about SHINee and yourselves as you wait and then like no time has passed at all you two are at the front of the line

soonyoung buys you a new shating star and himself a hoodie (he thinks he deserves it after waiting in line for so long anyway). you also take the time to buy yourself a t-shirt, slipping it on over the long sleeve you're already wearing

after buying your goodies you and soonyoung move to take your seats, and then soonyoung realizes you two are going in the same direction

miraculously, you have the seat right next to soonyoung's, and he doesn't know if he should be embrassed or excited. you seem sweet and nice to be around and as much as a shawol as he is, but soonyoung still feels bad about breaking your lightstick, even after buying you a new one

you seem to be happy about your seat partner though, so soonyoung doesn't dwell on it too much. it doesn't matter anyways, because the concert and starting and soonyoung can barely breathe as he gets his first glimsp of the five boys in person

the whole concert is spent screaming, jumping, and fumbling around with his camera. you're right next to him, screaming and jumping as well as you two fan over your favorite band, even clutching on to each other in excitement at some points

when the concert is over soonyoung's throat hurts and his feet are sore but he couldn't be happier. as he goes to leaave he hesitates, considering asking you for your number or something. he doesn't have many friends who are shawols and if he's being completely honest, he definitely thinks you're cute

he stares at you for a moment, contemplating, but before he can say anything you beat him to it

"would you happen to be from around here?"

"uh, yeah! i am"

"cool, because i'm not and im like starving right now and was wondering if there are any good places to eat around here?" you say it like you're asking for suggestions, but also implying something slightly more and soonyoung grins at you, his heart hammering in his chest, and this time it's not caused by SHINee

"i was actually just about to go grab a bite to eat as well, if you'd like to join me?"

you grin back "that sounds perfect"

you and soonyoung leave the venue together, and while soonyoung wasn't expecting to gain a date out of the concert, he can't even be surprised, of course SHINee can work miracles

#kwon soonyoung #hoshi #hoshi fluff #hoshi drabble #hoshi x reader #hoshi x gn reader #seventeen #seventeen fluff #seventeen drabble #kpop #kpop fluff #kpop drabble #rru.minis #★ sfw #rru.writes

[shiroichiban]

Shiro, I love your angst. May I ask angsty with happy ending with Z? Maybe, smth caused by his fame or- OH! HOW ABT! Reader is also close friends with Robaire. Z and Reader likes each other but have yet to confess. (You see where I’m going?). Z is jealous of Rob but never said anything buy when Z catches Rob on top of Reader (Reader tripped and Rob tried to help. Maybe? Can be smth else), he kinda snapped as in “fuck this. I give up. Aight I’m out”.

Idk rlly, I just love angst with happy ending and you’re the angst provider so I trust you

praise be for the manga has inspired my return (these requests have been sitting here for like a good year i am so sorry 🙇‍♀️🙇‍♀️, but god this prompt is too good to let sit)

jealous! aaron z x reader headcanons~

‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　you are so down bad for z　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

i'd like to say you and z have been dancing around each other for awhile, like deadass doing the viennese waltz around your feelings if you will. (he's too shy to make a move and you're too unsure about his feelings for you despite the very clear affection).

i mean, you can't really blame anyone in this situation because why would you ruin a perfectly good friendship with romance?? you, z, and robaire were essentially THE highschool trio of friends. no matter how iffy the situation got between you three your foundation was rock solid.

with robaire being the overachiever and z being the shy and stoic guy he is, you naturally became the mediator between the two. often telling off robaire for not taking breaks and enjoying himself, and encouraging z to put himself out there more. essentially, getting them to live a little.

you had to admit though you were much closer to z, while robaire had his own things going on that didn't often involve your trio, z was always there in your corner. you are each others' biggest cheerleaders even as adults <33

this closeness slowly blossomed into feelings as you watched z grow from the sidelines...

It was a quiet night in the dance studio, you were helping Aaron film a fun freestyle choreography he had just come up with. Were your arms aching from the various takes you needed to do? Yeah, but for that smile it was well worth it. His expressions were perfect, his movements sharp and well-practiced, to say the least he was in perfect form.

The song ended and the CD stopped echoing from your speakers, you let Z hold his ending pose for a few seconds before stopping the recording. "That time was really good! Just like the last trillion takes~" You teased, already knowing Z was growing embarrassed from the way he pouted at you.

"Yeah, I'm satisfied... Wanna head out for dinner?" He suggested as he jogged over to where you were standing right beside his bag. Grabbing a towel and quickly wiping over his face as well as the back of his neck. "I know it's late so you could stay over tonight..." He added softly, that was the tone Z used whenever he was trying to play off something he really wanted. How could you say no?

"Sure! But you should go change, all the offense when I say you reek of sweat." You giggled to hide the excitement that was bubbling in your stomach. Spending the night at Z's as adults was much more fun than in highschool, the two of you would stay up and drink for a bit before cuddling (platonically!) on the couch to watch movies. "I'll wait out in the hall." You suggested as you began to step out but one muscular arm proceeded to block you—

"I reek huh? Well then, before you go how 'bout I give you a thank you hug~?" Z asked teasingly before quickly grabbing you by the waist.

"Noooo!!" You laughed, "Ugh you nasty!" Quickly writhing out of Z's hold, you jumped out of his arms and bolted for the door. "Just go and change before I drown you in perfume!" You threatened before shutting the door and taking a seat on one of the hallway benches.

You took a few deep breaths before finally letting the warmth spread on your cheeks, god that was embarrassing... You wondered if Z could tell your heart was racing, all of his usual actions have been taking a different effect on you lately and you hated it. Your relationship with him was supposed to be the one steadfast and assured thing in your life, these feelings would only rip that away.

Before you could lament on your feelings too much, another familiar voice called out to you.

"Hey (name)! I didn't know you were here too!" Robaire called out joyfully, carrying a seemingly forgotten shopping bag as he exited the office next to the dance studio. It was weird to admit that you and Robaire drifted after highschool, sure you were still friendly and familiar with each other, but your relationship didn't quite retain the same quality as yours with Z.

Robaire casually took a seat next to you, placing the bag next to him. "It's been awhile since I've seen you alone, usually you and Z are joined at the hip!" He exclaimed as he leaned his back against the wall, a nostalgic smile taking over his features. "Not that that's a bad thing of course. I'm happy you two are still close!" The last part felt... forced. Maybe Robaire lamented letting you drift away to Z's side so easily?

"It's honestly easy to be around him, although he's changed a lot since highschool." You reflected evenly, watching as Robaire exhaled and gently leaned his head on your shoulder. Now this was nostalgic, you remembered the days when Robaire would seek you out to take a break from all the stress and responsibilities he put onto himself. Letting his head rest on you just as it did now as he closed his eyes to let himself have a moment of silence.

Robaire regretted taking on so much at the expense of leaving your relationship in the dust.

"Does that mean... I'm still the same?" Robaire asked, his tone showing genuine curiosity.

You thought about that for a bit, although more mature and knowing how to pace himself a little better now, you couldn't truly pinpoint if Robaire had changed in your eyes or not. "You're still my Bear." You settled on that answer, he retained his dependability and sense of responsibility from when you were teenagers, but you could tell he still craved affection and acknowledgement every now and then. Same old Bear.

"Your Bear huh..."

Even from a distance Z could see the grin forming on Robaire's face from where he stood and he hated it. He felt invisible to the one person who always saw and looked in his direction, and it hurt.

to say the least, z and robaire's relationship was complicated.

they care for each other! they really do it's just...

everyone saw robaire, everyone looked at robaire, from highschool until now he was the one who had everyone's attention and expectations. and yes yours included but you never left z out, you never left him behind.

even when everyone's eyes were on robaire you looked for him, when everyone noticed robaire you made sure to notice him. everyone else could take the backseat when it came to you because you were z's priority. z almost felt bad depending on you this much but you proved time and time again you would be there for him and make him feel worth it, that alone made him so unbelievably happy.

maybe this was some sort of punishment for him being selfish, for him monopolizing your feelings, for him falling in love with you, any other rhyme or reason for the building pit in his stomach his heart named it. he should have expected this, he should have known.

fuck this, he's done. if you wanted robaire and robaire wanted you, he'd let it happen. it's the least he could do after so selfishly keeping you by his side this whole time.

"Welp, that's enough reflecting. Do you need a ride home?" Robaire offered as he detached himself from your shoulder. Ignoring the bubbling feeling in his chest at the expectation of your answer.

"Oh, I'm having dinner with Aaron actually..." You rejected politely, you could see his green eyes falter slightly before quickly returning to normal as he nodded. Standing up from the bench, he grabbed the forgotten shopping bag then turned back to face you, "We should hang out again sometime, us three. I miss you guys y'know?"

At that you smiled, the thought of rekindling your friendship with Robaire was nice. "Definitely." You replied, waving him off before standing up, now how long does it take to change a damn shirt? Z loved complaining when you took a while to change but he sure was taking his sweet time.

You walked down the hallway back to the dance studio, your footsteps echoing as the lightbulbs blinked above you. Was their agency... always this creepy at night? Now you were a bit scared. "Z?" You called out as you saw a tall figure in the hallway, "There you are!"

Sighing in relief you ran towards Z, your friend's back was turned to you however even in the darkness of the dimly lit hallway you recognized the same old worn out t-shirt he liked to wear in his down time. You got it for him on his birthday after all. "I was worried you left me there for a minute!" You laughed as you went to grab his hand, but surprisingly he pulled away.

"What happened to Robaire?" He asked, with a tone of voice... You hadn't heard him use that in a long time, monotone yet polite, one he only ever pulled out when talking with strangers. "I thought you were gonna go home with him instead." His back was still turned to you, he was refusing to look at you? Why...

"Are you okay?" Was your first instinct to ask, grabbing his wrist and pulling him closer to you. Trying to grab ahold of the situation, "Where did all these Robaire questions come from? I thought we were going back to your place?"

When he finally turned around to face you it was with an apathetic expression. After all those years of friendship and learning his expressions you couldn't read him for once. Aaron wouldn't meet your eyes and it hurt.

"We were. Until it seemed like you wanted to go home with him instead." Z grumbled under his breath, his eyes hardening as he tried to pull his arm out of your grasp once more but you wouldn't let him this time.

"Aaron, talk to me. Why are you making these assumptions when I already made plans with you?" You groaned, frustrated, it was as if you had just met all over again and you hated it. "Did I do something wrong? What happened, why are you so upset all of a sudden?!"

"Because I love you even though I know I'm not enough."

That took you aback.

First of all, Aaron loves you?! Second of all, he thinks he's not enough?! Third of all... Actually there is no third of all, you were just gonna get this boy home so you could have a proper heart-to-heart and talk it out.

fast forward to you shoving z into his own car and driving him home, with you literally grabbing onto his hand and dragging him to the vehicle, you had the spare key cause he had no one to give it to so there was no issue getting in.

z was supposed to be the quiet one here, so with you immediately going silent after his (admittedly horrible) confession, he was worried that he had completely ruined the relationship between you two. maybe he was too rough, too stoic to properly convey that he just wanted to see you happy even if it was with robaire... (i mean he definitely was but still!)

so to his surprise, the moment you got to his house you sat his ass down at his coffee table and began heating up leftovers for dinner. anytime he'd awkwardly move from his position in an attempt to help you'd give him the death stare which made him immediately sit back down.

you slammed down two bowls of chinese fried rice and some spring rolls onto the table before sitting across from him, clasping your hands together before seriously looking at him and saying; "Talk. To. Me."

You ate your food morosely across from Aaron as he hesitantly narrated the moment he saw you and Robaire sitting together on the bench. The moment he got to Robaire leaning on your shoulder and calling him ‘your Bear’ and his following thought process you absolutely wanted to face palm. This stupid boy... This stupidly, emotionally repressed boy—

You casually set your bowl aside as you walked over to Aaron, immediately engulfing him in the warmest hug you could muster. Feeling him stiffen before relaxing in your hold as he wrapped his arms around your waist and buried his head into your shoulder. "Oh Aaron, you foolish foolish boy." You chuckled as you nuzzled your face into his hair. "You're so lucky I love you."

The moment he heard that his face shot up, his eyes meeting yours for the first time that night. And slowly you could see him emerge, your Aaron, as tears built up in his eyes at hearing you loved him too. "R-really...?" He whispered, you could practically feel the longing in his voice hoping that what you just said was true.

"After all those years of being your friend have I ever lied to you? Even once?" You asked gently, cupping his cheek in the palm of your hand as he sniffled, feeling the warmth spread across his cheeks that inevitably mixed with the tears that started falling from his eyes.

"I'm s-sorry... For bein' mean to you..." He tried to sob as quietly as he could but at this point Z just couldn't hold back anymore. "I love you... so so so much it hurts." You brought your friend back into your embrace and sighed softly, pressing a kiss to his hair as he buried himself into your chest asking for forgiveness.

"I'm sorry too." You apologized, "God do you know how long I've been pining for you? I was just too cowardly, I didn't want to ruin what we already had."

"We're both cowards I guess..." Z sniffled one last time before chuckling. More of in relief that you seemed to forgive him and the fact that he didn't fuck everything up with his outburst.

"Pff, yeah." You agreed and gently took Aaron's face into your hands, cupping his cheeks in your palms before pressing kisses all over his face. "But really though, I love you. I love you Aaron." Repeating it twice, properly announcing your feelings in a way that left no doubts or insecurities.

"I love you too (name)..." Aaron grinned before pulling you down on top of him again, kissing you with all of the affection he had held back for so many years.

The two of you did more than cuddle on the couch at the end of the night~

with your relationship solidified you, aaron, and robaire could finally repair the issues that had sprouted between the three of you.

aaron's slight inferiority complex combined with robaire's desire to achieve was definitely a deadly duo to deal with, and you're still working on it to this day. but with you by his side aaron was definitely more self-assured, you gave him the confidence he needed to be more forward about his feelings.

for now, aaron loves you and you love him, that's all that matters.

#4town #4town x reader #4town aaron z #aaron z x reader #request #i am back and holy shit is this long #i didnt even realize how long this ended up being #hi anon sorry for keeping you waiting for like... half a year #4town headcanons #4town fanfic #anyways robaire unrequited love era