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jadeylovesmarvelxo · 3 months

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Broken Hearts and Valentines Cards.

Steve sends you a card for Valentine's day, it's just as a friend... Eddie isn't so happy and his mouth runs away with him, which you overhear.

Eddie Munson x Reader, Jealous Eddie, Kinda mean Eddie at the end, sorry 😌 bit of an angsty fic instead of a fluffy Valentines.

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Steve had overheard you speaking to Nancy and Robin about Valentines Day. It was a few days before the big day, and you were mentioning that you hadn't been sent a card before.

"It would be nice wouldn't it? Even to receive just one card, normally it never used to bother me but-'' You trail off, your chatty demeanour soon becoming shyer, hesistant to speak.

"But you wouldn't mind a card from a certain metalhead'' Nancy teases and you nod, then sigh.

"Never going to happen though" you reply, and Steve stays in the background so you don't realise he's heard. Robin catches his eye and must realise he's scheming after hearing your confession.

If you wanted a card then Steve was going to send you one. After all what could go wrong?

...

Valentine ''cupids'' were wandering the cafeteria handing out Valentines cards. The cupids in question were some reluctant and some eager students, they were holding indivual boxes labelled Valentines mail.

Eddie was ranting at the Hellfire table, he dreaded this day and all the bullshit consumerism that came with it.

"I can't stand this shit. It's just another day that corporates use to trick the gullible into buying manufactured shit" he snaps.

"Tell us how you really feel dude" Gareth jokes, then quietens at Eddie's sharp look, Eddie doesn't notice how quiet you've grown, the sad look on your face at his words.

Then something unexpected happens, one of the cupids comes up to the Hellfire table and drops a card right in front of you.

There's a stunned silence, you pick up the card and hold it gently. You've never had a card before... Who sent it?

You open it and smile at the cute picture of a kitten and puppy snuggled up together. Hearts surround them, it's really adorable.

The card is signed from an Admirer, heat floods through your body and you beam. Even if it's from a friend, it's still very sweet and you hold it reverently.

"Who sent it?" Jeff asks curious, he peers over your shoulder. ''Ooh an admirer" he teases.

Eddie frowns "Why not just sign who it's from then?" his big brown eyes narrow at the card. You tuck the card into your bag and shake your head.

"It's romantic, or just being sweet. People can be sweet and not have a motive Eddie" you point out to him.

Robin passes you and grins in delight.

"I'm glad you got it! Steve will be pleased, he was like an anxious mother hen this morning" you blink surprised, oh.

"Harrington sent it" Eddie yelps and Robin nods to you, beaming.

"Mmm, overhead you saying about Valentines Day, got it in his head to send you a card" she explains.

"That is so sweet" you beam, remembering to thank Steve next time you see him. Meanwhile, Eddie was still quiet, which with him was never a good thing...

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Family Video was one of Eddie's favourite places, he loved finding new horror movies that he hadn't seen yet, along with D&d and playing the guitar, it was one of his favourite things to do to pass time.

Steve was working today with Robin and Eddie discreetly watched him. Dustin sung Steve's praises and Eddie had gotten to know Steve, knew he was a good guy-better than Eddie ever thought. Rich, goodlooking and the chick's loved him but he was a genuine nice guy.

So Eddie couldn't explain why he was so angsty at the thought of Steve sending you that card. Did he like you as more than a friend and wanted to ask you out or something?

"Hey Steve, what's the deal with you sending that card?" he blurts out. Steve raises an eyebrow, folds his arms across his chest and frowns.

"I don't see the problem? I was being a good friend" Steve shrugs and Eddie follows him around as he puts away the videos.

"Do you like her? Is this what it's about?" he demands. Robin, who's listening to the whole conversation is quiet. Until Eddie keeps going on about it and she finally snaps.

Robin rolls her eyes. "Eddie, I'm going to be completely blunt, because you're annoying me right now with how much of a dingus you're being. You're jealous. Sooner you admit it to yourself, the better you'll feel"

Jealous, there was no way he was jealous Eddie scoffs. Robin didn't know what she was talking about.

"Jealous of what? I don't see yn like that at all, she's not my type. She's too into romance, fairytale shit. Nope, no fucking way" he doesn't notice Steve's wide eyes or Robin's furious look.

Confused he turns around, you're standing shock still, looking at Eddie with heartbreak in your eyes.

"Nice to know what you think of me Eddie" you murmur quietly and leave. Robin curses him out as she follows you, leaves Eddie with a horrid sinking feeling in his chest.

Fuck.

#eddie munson x reader #steve harrington x reader #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson angst #eddie munson x you #steve harrington x y/n

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hemmingsleclerc · 2 months

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Plz more dad max

I am begging

Birthday Party ┃MV1

summary:Where max and his wife organize their little daughter's birthday party

It was a sunny morning and Max was a little stressed but totally excited because he was going to plan a birthday party for his adorable daughter, Olivia. As her fifth birthday approached, Max couldn't wait for it to be a day she would remember forever.

Max decided to turn his backyard into a movie theater for Liv and her friends. With the help of Y/N, his wife, they set out to organize the most unforgettable birthday celebration for their little girl.

The theme had been chosen between the two of them. Then, gathering cushions, blankets and stuffed animals, they began the decoration. While Max was hanging lights, Y/N was putting together what would be the screen. All this while her little daughter spent the morning with her grandmother Sophie.

Colorful balloons adorned every corner and a delicious aroma wafted through the air as Max prepared a delicious variety of popcorn, candy, and cupcakes.

Max enlisted the help of his wife,to create adorable movie ticket-shaped invitations, each personalized with the names of Olivia's little friends. They mailed them carefully, excited for the arrival of the little guests.

On the day of the party, the Verstappen house was bustling with laughter and excitement when Olivia's friends came running through the door, dressed like princesses.

The children's eyes sparkled with anticipation as they settled into their seats, munching on popcorn and giggling in anticipation.

Max, ever the gracious host, distributed special bags filled with treats and small toys during a brief intermission. The children couldn't contain their joy and Olivia smiled proudly as she shared her special day with her closest friends.

The afternoon at the movies flew by amidst laughter and joy. As the credits rolled, Max and Y/N gathered the kids for a group photo, capturing the magical memories they had made together. Each child left the Verstappen residence with a heart full of happiness and a bag of goodies, thanking the Verstappen family for the unforgettable birthday adventure.

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maxverstappen1 my little girl turned 5 today! Your giggles are music to my ears, and your hugs are the warmest embrace a dad could ever ask for. Here's to another year of making memories together, my little sunshine, love dad 🥲❤️

yn.ln My two favorite people on this planet 🥲💗💗💗

username IM GONNA CRY SHE'S SO BIG!!!

oscarpiastri Why wasn't I invited to the party?

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yn.ln Happy 5th Birthday to my precious little princess! 🎂🌈 Time is flying, and my heart is bursting with love as I watch you grow into the amazing little person you are becoming. Here's to many more years of adventures, love, and discovering the magic that life has to offer. Love, mommy

maxverstappen1 my girls ❤️❤️

username adopt me pls

username HAPPY BDAY LIV!!

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oqulis · 2 years

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isopod pasture…… they’re grazing

#isopods #isopod #armadillidium #armadillidium vulgare #they came in the mail today !!!!!!!!!! I’m so fucking happy I love them so much #just little guys…… I got a really nice variety of morphs I think :]#I got a gem mix w 10 random morphs and another 10 st lucia specifically bc I love the variety that one morph has it’s nuts #also got 10 random p. scaber but they seem to really enjoy the leaf litter more than the moss

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cheekyquokka · 2 years

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#today has been fucking rad #It's my sons actual birthday today and I was able to take the day off by working extra yesterday #So we've spent the whole day together just us #Also after taking him to his favorite lunch spot we went to fye and they had a bunch of skz albums- ended up spending over 200 there yikes #and now we're home about to open all the pokemon cards he got at his birthday party and organize them #He got a shit ton- we'll be doing this a while lol #I'm just really happy because even since my youngest came along and I started working more- we haven't really had US time like we use to #Then after I put everyone in bed I get to open the albums and my light lightstick is suppose to come today and I got PC mail #It's just a lovely fucking day dude

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artsymeeshee · 3 months

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I got a very special item that came in the mail today and I am so excited and happy with it! ;w;

LOOK!!! ISN'T IT PRETTY???

I can have it a certain color AND I can have it fade into different colors as well! It is sorta small but I don't really care about that, tbh. I just really love it a lot TwT ❤

#gravity falls #i guess i should tag it in there #this was a very much needed pick-me-up after working for a week straight

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sanyu-thewitch05 · 3 months

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I keep thinking about Yandere husband fucking his cute,sexy wife while calling her his little slut/whore

A/N: So I didn't know if you were talking about an old oc or not, so I just made up a name for the husband. Also, happy holidays, and sorry this came out so late. I got caught up in holiday celebrations and sleep.

TW: Dubcon, general smut, breeding/impregnation kink, teasing

Your husband, Leroy Angelou, had kidnapped you almost a year ago. He kept you in his mansion, left hickeys to mark you, and forcibly spoiled you beyond comprehension. Of course said spoiling came with the price of having a tracker implanted into your wrist so you can't escape. But that didn't bother you much since Leroy made sure you never left the mansion's grounds. Not even to pick up mail. Now it's your wedding day and you've already arrived at your honeymoon spot in Colombia.

"Surprise, babe! I know you've always wanted to visit Colombia, so I picked out Playa Blanca so you can enjoy the beach and visit Cartagena!" Leroy exclaims, removing his hands from your eyes.

"Oh, thank you," You softly say, looking at the beef empanadas, pink alcoholic drinks, and chocolates.

"What? What is it? Do you not like the color of the rose petals on the bed?" Leroy asks frantically, holding your shoulders. "Do you not like the meat choice for the empanadas? I can get some chicken ones if you want."

"No, it's not that. It's..." You murmur looking at your wedding ring.

"Don't tell me you're mad that I married you? We said I do on the altar, and that's all. Aside from a couple of tax changes, it'll be no different than dating me," Leroy reassures, picking you up princess style. "We'll have a great honeymoon and marriage. I promise."

"Since we're married, I want changes. I want the tracker out of my arm, the ability to leave the mansion, and access my bank account again," You say, sitting on the bed.

Leroy chuckles and kisses your forehead. The feeling of absolute creepiness travels throughout your body.

"Of course, my love. I'll do everything you ask and more, on one condition. We consummate the marriage today," Leroy replies, pulling out pink lingerie with frills.

Your freedom for a few minutes of possible pain and more pleasure. You couldn't resist the deal he made. It was so easy to fulfill. But you never wanted this to be your first choice of gaining freedom again.

"Ok, but we'll do it at night. Eleven 'o'clock sharp," You recommend, caressing Leroy's face.

His face moves to your shoulders and he begins to kiss your neck. You push him away, making him sigh.

"I'll be ordering food for us in the lobby," Leroy says, getting off the bed and leaving the room.

When the door shuts, you wait fifteen minutes then make your escape. You run out of the room and go to the elevator. You press the second-floor button so you can run to the beach. When the elevator opens, you rush in not noticing your husband holding a bag of food.

"Sweetie, what are you doing out of the room?" Leroy asks, a hand snaking around your waist.

"I wanted to visit the beach," You reply, hoping Leroy doesn't notice your lie.

"Bullshit. I know when you lie," Leroy growls, spanking your ass.

"Sorry, sir," You squeak, surprising your husband.

"Sir, huh? You're so cute when you try to deny how you feel. Tell you what, I'll give you all the freedom if you take a good fucking from me."

Leroy's hand goes underneath your wedding dress and into your panties to tease your pussy. You can't bare his touch anymore and give in.

"Fine! I'll be your slutty little whore for tonight, just please make me cum!" You moan, holding Leroy's hand in place.

"Good girl," Leroy whispers, taking his hand out your panties as your floor comes up.

The two of you hurry into the hotel room, making sure to flip the little sign to do not disturb. Leroy unzips your dress and you take your panties off.

"Back on the bed, I wanna see all of you," Leroy commands, kissing your neck.

You whimper as his hands play with your clit as he positions you on the bed. He sticks his fingers in you, and you're practically riding them.

"Aw, I know my little slut was ready for me," Leroy coos, adding in more digits. "You want something bigger?"

"Please," You beg, your legs spread open.

"Aw, too bad. You'll have to wait until I'm done to get it," Leroy teases, slowing down the speed of his fingers.

"Please, please, please!" You beg, grabbing his hand.

"There you go," Leroy coos, speeding up his pace and finishing your foreplay. "Now you get your reward."

Leroy unbuckles his pants and pulls his member out of his underwear.

"Come and get it," Leroy says, letting you straddle him.

You slowly slide down on his dick as Leroy rubs your back to comfort you.

"Sh, you've almost got it. Just a slide down a bit-ah! more," Leroy encourages, kissing your neck. "There you go. You've got it."

You slowly start to ride Leroy, and your husband can't help but moan.

"I'm so glad you let yourself be a little slut for me. I can't wait to fuck you so good and have a family with you," Leroy rambles, thrusting his hips into you.

Leroy pushes you onto your back and taps your thigh for you to wrap your legs around his waist harder. He thrusts into your pussy like an animal in heat and doesn't care that his pants and underwear are down to his ankles. The sound of skin slapping together makes your mind go wild, and you beg for more.

"Leroy, fuck, I-" You moan, letting him make a hickey on your neck. "I love you!"

At those three simple words, Leroy cums inside you and collapses onto your chest. He pants as he kisses your collarbone. Shortly after that, you cum too and your body relaxes. You and your husband enjoy the feeling of each other's sweaty bodies.

"Come on, let's eat our dinner. I got us your favorite dessert too," Leroy says, pulling out of you and grabbing the bag of food. "Say ah, darling!"

"Ah!" You exclaim, gladly being fed by your husband.

"Good girl!" Leroy replies, kissing your cheek and gently rubbing your stomach.

#yandere husband #rich yandere #yandere smut #yandere male #yandere dubcon

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jjuniehao · 2 years

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hot or cold?

pairing: mingyu x gn!reader

tropes: established relationship

genre: fluff!!

synopsis: when looking for something on his phone, you find an email you didn’t expect…

noteworthy: mention of marriage, this is so cute i’m sick to my stomach, if you recognise this premise from reddit no u don’t

word count: 1.1k

“what do you mean you can’t find the confirmation?”

“it means that i can’t find the stupid confirmation,” mingyu grumbles, continuously (and furiously) typing away on his phone, frantically looking for the reservation confirmation mail from that super exclusive, fancy restaurant you’re supposed to eat at tomorrow.

well, you’re convinced it’s tomorrow, mingyu says it’s today. which is why he was so utterly flabbergasted when he came home, new shiny suit and all, wanting to pick you up.

only for you to greet him in sweatpants and one of his old shirts. and as much as he loves seeing you all comfy, he couldn’t help freaking out on you a little bit.

“what the fuck are you wearing?” his hands are on your shoulders, eyes boring into yours. you cock your head to the side a little, brows furrowed, “a shirt? your shirt, i guess? gyu, what is—“

mingyu takes your hand and rushes into the bedroom with you in tow, yanking open your closet and expertly picking out some of your more formal attire and throwing them on the bed.

“okay, we can do this, absolutely no problem. you go and freshen up and i pick something for your to wear and then we’ll be out the door in less then ten minutes. sound good?” you blink at mingyu, his ramble only causing you more confusion.

walking over to him you take his hands, effectively ripping his attention away from the bundle of clothes he was sifting through on the bed. “babe, what the fuck is going on? are you okay?”

“am i okay? …are you okay? we’ve waited so long for this reservation, i’m not gonna let us miss it—“ he trails off while yanking his hands free from your hold, gently turning you and pushing you towards the bathroom, “go!”

“gyu, you are aware that the reservation is for tomorrow?” you let yourself be pushed into the bathroom, mingyu now staring at you, doubt evident in his eyes. “it’s today, y/n.”

“it’s tomorrow.”

“it’s today.”

which is what lead to mingyu frantically searching for the booking confirmation he got months ago, trying to figure out which of you was right - though you did start to freshen up just in case mingyu was actually right. just in case.

you let out an exasperated sigh and snatch mingyu’s phone out of his hands, “i love you, but let me look for a second,” you press a quick kiss to his jaw and start typing in the search bar of his mail app.

and there it was!

an order confirmation for a personalised engagement ring.

…a what?

both of you stare at his phone, utterly frozen. mingyu’s eyes drift from his phone screen to your face, trying to figure out if you’re seeing what he’s seeing. maybe you don’t? maybe—

god, who is he kidding.

he half expects you to freak out, to squeal and jump in his arms and pepper his face with kisses — though there also is that small part of him that’s nagging at his happy-go-lucky wishful thinking, insisting that he should be scared that you’re unhappy, that you think it’s too early, that you’ll distance yourself.

but nothing. you don’t look at him, you don’t say anything. you don’t even tap the e-mail to read it all in full.

you clear your throat and grin at mingyu triumphantly, “look! here it is, it’s tomorrow.” you point to the confirmation mail from the restaurant that just so happens to be right above the one for the ring.

“oh…,” mingyu drifts off and the two of you just stare at each other for a second. should you say anything? better not, you decide.

you can’t suppress a small giggle when you press a kiss to his cheek, “go get changed. i’m picking out a movie,” and with that you hand him back his phone, practically skipping back into the living room, leaving an utterly conflicted mingyu behind.

what now?

while you’re busy getting some snacks and drinks from the kitchen, mingyu takes his sweet time changing from his crisp suit into his pyjamas. his mind is racing, his hands are sweaty. should he stick to his plan to propose on your birthday? or should he do it tomorrow, after the dinner? what if you think that he changed his mind now that you know what he’s planning to do, if he doesn’t do it tomorrow? oh god, what if he waits too long and you think the ring is for someone else?!

you barely notice the somewhat tense look on his face when he joins you in the living room, you nuzzling up to him almost on instinct when he finds his place next to you on the couch.

he’s way too nervous to pick up on the hearts in your eyes when you look at him and you’re way too overjoyed to notice how tense he is.

for a while everything is fine, the two of you watching the movie though neither of you really absorb whatever is playing in front of you. you’re still snuggled into his side, fingers tracing little figured on his arm.

he sighs quietly and starts playing with your fingers, and the way he almost subconsciously starts to caress your ring finger makes you bite your lip to stifle the squeal that threatened to come out, opting to nuzzle into his neck to hide your face instead.

your adorable giggle against his neck is what finally makes him look down at you, lacing your fingers together, “what’s so funny?”

it’s a stupid question. you both know.

you can’t hide the dopey smile on your face and just shrug, head resting against his shoulder, “i don’t know.”

mingyu pulls you closer against him, pressing a gentle kiss to your temple, “you know, baby.”now you’re both giggling, and if someone were to see you they’d probably think you’re insane.

you just can’t bottle it all up anymore so you let out a little squeal, almost crushing him in a tight hug, face hidden in his neck.

“…is it here? at home?” you whisper, biting your lip when he nods. “is it hidden?,” he nods again, wrapping his arms around you a little tighter. for second it’s quiet between you two, mingyu pressing a small kiss to your forehead.

“can we play the hot or cold game? until i find it?” and he almost curses when you finally look up at him; the excited sparkles in your eyes, the pure adoration they hold almost makes him crumble but he stays strong.

as cute as you are, he already has it all planned out. you just have to wait a little linger.

he chuckles, a hand coming up to cup your face, the warmest and softest look on his face and for a second you’re sure he’s gonna say yes.

“absolutely not, baby,” he mumbles, pulling your face in for a kiss.

it was worth a try, you guess.

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dustofthedailylife · 8 months

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No Gift Greater Than Love

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Pairing: Alhaitham, Ayato x (gn!) Reader

Summary: It's your birthday so he plans to spend some time with you.

Tags: Fluff, a teeny tiny bit of angst/uncertainty at the beginning if you squint, confessions, kissing, Ayato is being a smooth talker

A/N: I wanted to write a little self-indulgent fic for my birthday today, so here it is. Posting an HSR fic as well later! :3 I also can't add an animated header because tumblr hates me again so, sorry about that! ;_;

ALHAITHAM

You rarely ever took a day off work, not when you were sick, not when you were tired, and especially not when you had so many deadlines coming up. And knowing the perfectionist you are there was no way you’d even rest for a single day until everything was set and done. Only then you would allow yourself to rest.

So you sat there, at your desk, on your birthday, with your head buried in your books and no other plans but to study all day long. But besides that, you still hoped your friends didn’t forget you and would at least come by to wish you a happy birthday or send you mail.

Because despite not wanting to make a big deal out of your birthday and running around being like ‘Hey, did you know, today is my birthday?’, reminding people that it was your birthday and expecting gifts, you at least wanted some birthday wishes from your friends. That wasn’t too much to ask, right? Especially after your own brother forgot your birthday last year, which despite having a great day made you cry back then.

So you were positively surprised to find letters from your parents, your brother, Cyno and Tighnari in your mailbox on the morning of your birthday. Kaveh had stopped by before he visited another one of his clients as well to drop off his – quote: “magnum opus of birthday cakes”. Which was essentially just a one-by-one model of your house in cake form - with some additional tweaks he must’ve made out of artistic liberty here and there. It looked almost too good to eat.

Tighnari and Cyno both sent you a small gift and a letter with birthday wishes as well.

The only one who hadn’t yet sent anything or stopped by was Alhaitham. Not like you expected him to actually treat today any differently than any other day in the first place. Birthdays weren’t exactly something he cared about. Yet, despite knowing his attitude towards them, you felt disappointment welling up inside of you. You secretly hoped you would be his exception. But apparently not.

Swallowing the lump in your throat down you dove head first into your study materials to distract yourself. Successfully. Because before you realized the sun was barely just a thin line on the horizon and a knock could be heard on your door.

You peeled yourself away from your desk, stretching your exhausted limbs on the way, only for them to tense up again when you saw who was standing in front of your door. Alhaitham.

“You look tired.” He remarked monotonously.

“Good evening to you, too.” You rolled your eyes, but without being able to suppress a small smile. After all, you knew his antics by now and his blunt statement came out of a place of concern and care. He simply huffed in reply, the corners of his mouth twitching upwards in a barely noticeable manner.

However, you couldn’t help but wonder about his visit. Could it be that he stopped by because of your–

“Do you still want to go grab dinner?” He inquires, stopping your train of thought.

Right. It was Thursday. The day you usually meet up at the Tavern after work to get dinner with your other friends every week. It totally slipped your mind since you were so buried in your studies all day. Of course, he didn’t stop by just because it was your birthday, stupid.

You nod in reply to his question and quickly grab your keys before following outside into the still-warm and muggy fall air. It smelled like damp leaves that had begun to fall and spices that always seemed to hang into the Sumerian air. It had already gone dark and the moon was hanging high in the sky, framed by a myriad of little sparkling stars. You had always loved the night sky, especially on cloudless nights like tonight.

“Do you mind if we do a little detour?” Alhaitham questioned out of the blue.

“Uh…, no not at all.”

“Good.” He nodded his head to the side, urging you to follow him to wherever he planned to go.

He began walking up the ramp to the Akademiya again, which caused you to assume that he must’ve forgotten something in his office earlier. But when he walked right past his office door and led you outside again you were beginning to wonder.

You were now standing on a secluded balcony. On it stood a blue pavilion with a mosaic roof and a single stone bench that offered a perfect view over Sumeru and the beautifully illuminated night sky.

“Beautiful…”, you mutter in awe.

“Agreed.” Alhaitham mused contently. What you failed to notice at the moment however was, that, unlike you, he wasn’t referring to the view you were referring to. He was looking right at you out of the corners of his eyes.

“I didn’t know there was such a beautiful place up here.” You exclaimed in surprise, leaning on the railing of the balcony.

“I often come here to read. Not many people know of this place.”

You could definitely see why he loved this place so much. But one question began to push itself into the foreground of your mind more and more.

“Why… did you lead me here, though?” You questioned curiously but interrupted yourself when a shooting star appeared in your field of view. “Wait, was that–? Alhaitham, did you see that?”

You turned around excitedly gifting him a smile. And the shine in your eyes sparkled more intensely than the stars in the night sky ever could.

“Close your eyes.” He urged. “Make a wish.”

You grinned widely, turned around to face him, and closed your eyes.

“You have to make your wish too, though.” You reminded him teasingly.

“I already did.”

You tried to think of something to wish for. Especially after being led here you couldn’t think of anything you desired right now.

Do you? Are you maybe not betraying your own thoughts again?

No. You didn’t dare to think about what your heart really yearned for. What it truly desired. It would never come true anyway. Alhaitham would never feel the same for you.

He didn’t even remember your birthday today.

You were just friends.

And yet you couldn’t get the image of kissing him out of your head, continuously replaying in front of your inner eye. No matter how hard you tried to push it away.

There was no way you could wish for–

You felt him inch closer to you. Leaning one hand against the railing behind you while the other hand brushed a strand of hair out of your face before he rested it against your cheek. Spearmint breath and the tangy smell of moss and pines from his aftershave ghosted over your face. He was so close by now that you could feel the heat that radiated off his skin and his breath fan over your lips.

For a moment you thought you could hear that his breath was shaky. Was he nervous?

Your mind was racing a thousand miles per hour at this point, and so was your heart. The irritated muscle was thumping against your chest with such ferocious intensity that you feared he may be able to hear it as well. Question after question and speculation after speculation popped into your mind, completely overwhelming your senses.

What was he doing? Why was he so close? How long have you had your eyes closed already? What was his plan? All of these were questions you found no immediate answers to.

You slightly parted your lips in order to speak and were just about to open your eyes again when he muttered something.

Happy Birthday.

Something that made your breath hitch and heart sing as your lips molded together, fulfilling what you had both wished for.

AYATO

You’ve been on your feet since roughly 4:30 a.m., running up and down the halls of the Kamisato Estate to help the Retainers with the preparation of the most important political meeting all year.

Much to your dismay it had to fall exactly on the day of your birthday and had to be held at the Kamisato Estate. Which meant you wouldn’t get to see Ayato for most of the day and had to spend it alone. Well, mostly. The staff, Ayaka and Thoma were still there, too, but just like you, they were busy helping as well. All hands were needed today.

Ayato woke up around the same time you had and wished you a happy birthday first thing before already having to rush out to run errands.

But you understood the importance of the ordeal and were not mad or disappointed. Which seemed to have not gotten through to Ayato yet, who seemed extra touchy today whenever you ran into him in the hallway this morning.

Just now as you were carrying some items into the huge room the conference was supposed to be held in, you walked past Ayato in the hall once again.

Gloved, slender fingers suddenly found a place around your waist and turned you around. One of his hands wandered to the back of your head, pulling your face against his chest while he pressed a kiss to the crown of your head.

He stayed quiet for a moment, soaking your presence in, and exhaling heavily before uttering yet another apology into your hair.

“My love, please forgive me. I’m so sorry we are not able to spend all of today together to celebrate.”

“How often do I need to reassure you that it is alright, Ayato? I’m not upset in the slightest. In fact, I understand the importance of this. It may be my birthday but at the bottom of it, it is just a day like any other.” You reassured, burying your face deeper into his chest and basking in his warmth for this fleeting moment while inhaling the familiar flowery scent that always seemed to linger around him.

You heard him sigh before you looked up at him. He pressed his lips together into a thin line, before kissing the crown of your head once more with a defeated look in his eyes. One that carried all his thoughts and emotions at once. You knew he was sorry, it was practically written on his face.

Sorry, that he couldn’t spend your day with you, that he wasn’t able to give you all the attention to deserved, and that he had to waste his precious time away with some boring politicians.

The hand that rested on your waist gave you another reaffirming squeeze before he peeled himself away from you again with a slight frown on his beautiful features. The sadness and disappointment still lingered behind his lilac irises. He was definitely beating himself up over it way more than you did.

“Okay.” He nodded in defeat. “I will see you in the evening, yeah?”

“Alright!” You cheered, giving him an honest smile. “And stop beating yourself up over it, okay?”

He nodded, squeezing your hands with his for one last time before going back to work.

You continued helping out around the Estate until all the guests arrived and the door to the room all of them vanished into stayed shut. You expected them to stay in there at least until the late afternoon, if not even the evening.

And you were right, the sun had already begun to set when you felt a familiar pair of arms snake around your waist from behind again. You had been sitting outside in the garden and reading your book, soaking in the soothing late summer breeze while eagerly awaiting the end of Ayato's meeting.

"There you are." You hummed contently carding through the soft pastel blue locks of your husband who had his head buried in the crook of your neck. "I missed you."

"And so did I. It's been a long and exhausting day." He spoke in a low voice, as if he was about to drift off to sleep any minute, and slung his arms impossibly tighter around your midriff.

"Let's go for a short stroll to the city, my love. Will you join me? It doesn't sit right with me that you had to spend your birthday in solitude." He proposed in an afflicted tone.

"Aren't you too tired for–"

"I will not hear any objections." He interrupted, lifting his finger against your lips with a smug grin.

And so you found yourself strolling through Ritou hand in hand. By the time you had arrived, the sun had completely set and the paper lanterns illuminated the streets, draping a comfortable blanket of yellow light over the surrounding area.

It was a quiet night. Just how you preferred it. No massive crowds of people you had to squeeze through, no queues in front of restaurants, and no one who would stop you to talk to Ayato. Just you, him, and the cicadas in the trees that bemoaned the encroaching end of the summer.

"Do you want me to get us some milk tea? I saw that my vendor of choice is still open." He asked when you sat down on a bench underneath a tall maple tree just out of sight of potential prying eyes and not far from said vendor.

"I'd love to."

"Anything specific you’d like me to get?"

"You choose.” You smiled brightly. “Surprise me.”

“Alright. Stay right here, I’ll be right back.”

You watched as he made his way over to the stall, carefully studying the menu with squinted eyes and a hand on his chin. You bit your lip and laughed to yourself because, as always, he was taking this tea business way too seriously.

Eventually, he picked an item before going right back to studying the menu as if he wanted to burn the letters themselves, into his retina. The vendor was visually nervous to be serving the man in front of him in fear of messing anything up and was twirling a straw between his fingers to calm himself. Until your husband finally decided on the second drink he wanted to order.

The vendor carefully handed the drinks to Ayato and promptly refused when he was offered Mora in return. Ayato skillfully ignored the man and promptly put the coins inside the tray before walking back in your direction with two cups of tea in hand.

“So, what did you get for me?” You quizically raised your eyebrows at the drink he handed you.

“I guess there is only one way for you to find out.” He smirked, taking a sip out of his own cup.

You carefully did the same, subconsciously expecting something like salty algae tea with sea ganoderma pearls, because you knew your husband and his strange tastes. But alas, you had signed up for it.

But unlike what you were expecting, black milk tea with a tinge of honey and sunsettia pearls enveloped your tastebuds soon after. Your favorite.

You hummed and closed your eyes with a smile, raveling in the refreshing taste of the beverage, making you forget how lonely you had been most of the day.

“You chose well.” You contently stated after a brief moment of indulging in your tea and looked at Ayato with a smile.

He inched closer to you on the bench with a devilish smirk painted across his lips. He shifted your chin upwards, making eye contact with you for a fleeting moment before uniting his lips with yours in a tender, loving kiss. And after all this time, it never failed to make the butterflies in your stomach flutter about wildly.

He gently took your hand in his as he began to carefully twist the wedding band around your finger. He looked up into your eyes, a sly smile adorned his lips once more before he smugly whispered: “Of course. I always do.”

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rkivepetals · 28 days

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Happy birthday

THE SECRET HISTORY DRABBLE IS HEREEEEE GRAAAAHHHHHHHHHH

they’re so cute I’m gonna throw up and I’m not even kidding

Professor!reader x husband!jungkook (they’re so in love it’s sick.)

They’re trying to celebrate oc’s birthday in this one but she is so busy ;-;

It’s completely safe for Ramadan btw cause like it’s pure fluff fluff fluff

Enough ranting yall can read now

“For today, I’ll be sending off the assignment in your mail, so make sure to read through it and submit the key points.” You say in your microphone, piling up your classics. “I’ll see you next week,” You say to your bored class and exhale, hanging your bag on your soldiers and taking your brown overcoat, walking out of the lecture hall. “Hi!”

Jungkook smiled, wide and toothy. You smiled, “Hi.” He cleared his throat, taking out a bouquet of lilies, “Happy birthday, honey.” Your smile widens, glancing at the pretty lily bouquet as you take it. “Thank you.” He smiled, sweet and gentle. You both walk out, hand on your waist, “how was your lecture?” He asked, taking your books and overcoat from you.

“Boring. As usual.” He clicked his tongue, “Your students don’t deserve you. If you were to be my literature professor, I’d write poems on you.” You laughed, slow. Glancing at his pretty face, he has put an extra effort to look more boyish. Whenever jungkook came to pick you up, he never came inside and was mostly in his work attire. But when he came in today, he chose to wear denim.

“I don’t see you wearing denim much.” He hums, “I wanted to look young.” You sneered, “You already look pretty young. No one cares in here, except when you’re handsome.” He tightened his hold on you, pulling you a bit closer as you slightly stumble. “What are you—“ “Professor Jeon!”

You slightly frowned and looked up at a bunch of students, mostly girls. Eyeing you, your lily bouquet and then your husband with your coat and books. “Yeah, what is it?” They smile, and it sours you. These were the type of girls who’d stick chewing gum on your coats, rip up pages, and annoy you in class. “I was thinking…are you going to give extra content for notes?”

You sigh, “No, I told you. The mail I will be sending will have an article. That’s pretty much it.” Her eyes lingered on jungkook and so for the people behind her. “Oh, alright.” Jungkook didn’t give a mind to her and her friends, he was focused on you, a little flutter in pride of your fixed and intimidating professor side. “Is he your brother?”

She smiled, jumgkook frowned, “what?!” He offensively scowls at them as you sigh, “No. He’s my husband.” Their smiles fade, turning into rude scowls. “Oh.” She pressed a sarcastic smile onto you, “I see.” She cleared her throat, “then you must have a child as well.” Jungkook raised his brows, “No. And I think it’s very rude of you to be invading your professor’s personal life.”

The girl behind her scoffs, “If you don’t wish to be questioned then why come and pick her up? It’s not a lover’s spot, it’s a university.” Jungkook glared, sneering in sarcasm. “I should ask you the Same when you kiss seven dudes in a row.” You gasp, “jungkook!” He didn’t budge, not once.

They glared at him, “Well I think Mrs Jeon your husband is very very rude.” You held jungkook’s hand, squeezing it, assuring him to not say anything. “You’re not that sweet either. Please go back to your classes.” The boy rolled his eyes, “we just wanted to wish you a happy birthday.” You smiled, “thank you so much.”

And they glared at your husband and left while murmuring under their breaths. You sighed and looked at him, “Why did you argue with them?” He sighs, gaze softening at your face. “They’re annoying. How do you deal with them?” You shook your head and continued to walk out of the uni. “Youngblood, always on the edge.”

He sneered, “It’s not like we’re fifty or something, darling.” You chuckled, feeling his fingers intertwine yours. “I booked our favourite restaurant for your birthday. Your friends are also coming, we shouldn’t be late.” You sigh and glance at his appealing face. “But I have work.”

He looks over at you, “But today is your birthday! It can wait, right?” You nervously scratch your neck, “I don’t think so. I need to write an email for my students, the submission date is tomorrow, so I don’t think we could celebrate.” Your heart broke seeing his saddened pout. You both were ahead of his car, he sighs, looking down at the ground in defeat.

“But I invited everyone.” He murmured as you placed your hand on his back, “Maybe you should go and I join in later?” He chuckled, “Are you crazy? It’s your birthday, I did this all for you.” You sigh, “It’s really important, Jungkook. You just saw how crazy the students are.” He moans and leans on his black Maserati, folding his hands, all your books and overcast at the roof of his car.

“What if we both go together after you’re done?” You thought for a moment, “But you invited everyone.” He clicked his tongue, “They can run themselves, but I’m not going alone. Not without you.” You sigh, “Y’know it’s very childish, you should go. I swear I’ll join in.” He shook his head, “Nuh. I’ll give my card to Mom, she will handle your friends. Or maybe we could have a little date at home?!”

You giggled at his excitement, “Fine. But first, let me complete my work.” You say and go to the other side, to sit in his car so he can drive you home. A home is a new place for you, after Contemplating so much, you finally decided to move into his brought house after it was on rent for about two to three years. And your mother’s house sits there quietly, you often visit it when Jungkook and his mother go on calculated vacations and when you’ve too much work and use it as an office and sleep there for days.

It’s a little cocoon of your own. But if you could say honestly, the lake, the Ivy, the tall trees and the warm wood just bring you as much comfort and love. What makes you even more fuzzier is that it’s your husband’s own house. He worked day and night to buy something like this, something that could make your poetic soul wiggle in happiness. You smile, seeing the lake still and your home just not too far away from it.

Jungkook parked his car to the side, as you opened the door and walked out, taking your bag and books and he followed behind with your coat. “It’s a little cold nowadays.” He says, brushing past your fingers, a thing he usually does when he wants to hold your hand. You hum, smiling at his big fingers holding yours delicately.

As if you were made of glass. It’s always the etiquette he held, the delicate touch and hold he offered, he never wend through all the way forcing and pushing you, grudging you in his embrace or something. That was not his thing. His thing was delicate soft touches, hand holding, small caresses, sweet kisses, drinking wine, eating together, taking Polaroids of you.

“It’s going to be fall soon.” You say, caressing his dainty thumb as he hums and nods his head, “And the time of our wedding anniversary.” You chuckled, “Right.” Stepping onto the small set of staircase, you wait for him to jiggle the keys and open the door so you can go in. “I promise I’ll be quick.”

You say, removing your bag and unbuttoning a bit of your shirt. Removing your shoes and going to the bathroom on the hallways to wash your face and clean your glasses. Jungkook drops on his set of couch, a little exhausted from work. “Do you want some wine, sweetie?” You cleared your throat and wiped your face, “no. Just coffee.”

You say and clutch your hair in a bun. Wearing your glasses and coming out, softly locking the door behind you. “I’ll be in our room, upstairs.” You say as he hums, “Coming up with your coffee!” You slightly smile and take your classics, thumping down to the stairs and up in your room. Sighing before you open the door and quickly turn on your old laptop which you took from taehyung, you yawned a little.

Clearing your throat as you turn on your lamp and open the windows, Letting some fresh air in. It was turning dark, you needed to hurry. Screeching your chair closer, you open all the books and fix your glasses, typing furiously. Jungkook came, a little late though as you figured out he must’ve given his card details to his mom. “Coffee~”

He sang and placed a big glass of black coffee with a straw in it. Then he placed a bunch of washed and dried strawberries. You smiled at him as he softly pecked your head, “I’m waiting, take your time.” You hum and sip your coffee, god bless Jungkook and his soul for providing you with the sacred coffee because you would’ve slept the whole day in. “Are you done?”

He asks, pouting at you focused. “Not yet…” he hums. It’s just been barely fifteen minutes since he stepped in. He exhaled and gazed at the boring ceilings. Deciding to change instead. He got up and took out a pair of brown pants and a white shirt. Looking at you one last time, he went inside the bathroom. When he came back, the first thing he asked was are you done yet.

“Not yet Jungkook…” he sighs, pouting as he steals a few strawberries and plops on the bed. It was almost eight p.m. he used his phone relentlessly, read books, and slept. And you were still not done yet. Every fifteen minutes he asked if you were done with your work. You sigh, smiling proudly as you click on the mail button.

Sighing in relief, you quickened your pace and turned off the laptop, cracking your fingers and closing your books. “I’m done!” And the next thing you heard was his snores. You sigh, walking over to a deep-slept Jungkook, a few buttons of his shirts undone, book sprawled out on the side. You smiled softly and leaned in to kiss his head.

Feeling a little bad that he couldn’t celebrate your birthday with you. Your stomach grumbled, it had been past eleven. The restaurant must’ve been closed by now, you softly massage your temples and decide to take a shower first. Seeing how in peace he is, you’d wake him up when you’re done cooking. Taking your steps further toward the wardrobe, you halt.

Jungkook held your hand, “won’t you see what gift I got you?” You smiled, looking over at him. “I thought you were asleep.” He hums, getting up, “I was but…” he cleared his throat, “close your eyes.” You chuckled, “What did you get me, c’mon.” He clicked his tongue, “Eyes close first.” You rolled your eyes, “fine!”

“Open!” He clapped, and you did. Examining him up and down as you frowned, “Where is it?” “Me. I am your gift.” You rolled your eyes back to your skull with a smile, he laughed, “Look there.” He turns your body toward your desk as you gasp, a mechanical vintage keyboard is placed there. “Shut up.”

He laughed, “It’s original.” You place your hand over your mouth, you’ve wanted one for so long. You turn to your endeared husband, throwing yourself in his arms, “I love you!” He giggled and held you close, you clutched onto him tightly. “I love you more, sweetheart.” He swayed you in his arms as you excitedly touched the keys.

“This is gorgeous!” You yelled monstrously as he chuckled and hurriedly opened his bedside drawer, taking out his Polaroid camera. “Y/n.” You looked back at him as he clicked the picture. “You like it?” He asked, looking over at your wide smile and shaky pupils. It’s rare to get you jumping like a little girl, he’s very assured he might be the only one to get you happy to this extent.

“I love it!” You hug him again, kissing his cheek with a smooch. He smiles like a stupid boy In love, “I also ordered a new laptop for you, I know you need one.” You looked at his face, hugging him tight again. What else could you ask from your life? “You take so much care of me.” You say while looking into his shaky pupils.

He softly tugs your cheeks, “It’s because it’s my responsibility.” You smiled, leaning in to softly kiss his lips as he gave you back the sweetness of his tongue. Kissing your forehead afterwards. “It’s too late to go have dinner.” You looked in his eyes, a little saddened. He sighs, “Well, then would you want to have some steak?”

You smile and nod, “Yes.” He chuckled, “I’ll order some food.” You hum, “I’ll go take a shower meanwhile.” You say and turn to your wardrobe, taking out your crème silk nightgown and going into the bathroom for a shower all while Jungkook orders some food for you both. When you were done, you immediately went down knowing he told you he was in the hall.

Turning off the lights as your footsteps thump in the quiet hallways, Jungkook serving some food with the television on. “Did you shower, already?” You nod, “Yeah.” You sink on the couch beside him, patiently waiting for him to serve you as he did so. Juicy stake with peanut-flavoured chickpeas and lettuce. “Wow.”

You comfortably fold your legs and take a big satisfying bite. “Is it good?” He asked, spreading homemade garlic butter on your piece of stake. “It’s delicious.” He hums and sinks in just like you. Watching a random movie as you both enjoy your past birthday meal, considering it was already past twelve. You sat and ate in silence, usually, you banter about preferences but today you were just too hungry.

The white wine on the side gave you just enough reasons to shut up. You sip the last bit and exhale in content. “Are you satisfied?” He asks, opening another thermocol box. “Yes, all the back cramps were paid off.” He chuckled, opening a small perfect red ganache cake. You smile, reading what has been written on it with white frosting.

Laughing out loudly afterwards, “Thirty-one and still hot.” He reads as you laugh, giggling with your chest. Taking the wooden spoon, you take a bit of it and forward it to Jungkook. He licks it clean, “it’s tasty.” He says as if he wasn’t expecting much. You taste yourself and scrunch your nose, “strawberries.” “You don’t like it?”

“No, I like it.” You say and curve your spoon for a bigger bite, nodding your head when your tastebuds are satisfied. Shivering at the cold breeze that came directly from the trees around you, you rub your arms. He puts down the cake, none of you had a sweet tooth. But Jungkook still preferred to get cakes on birthdays for a little celebratory treat.

You sigh, taking your feet up on the soft material of the couch. Husband scoots closer as you place your head on his shoulder, watching the screen ahead of you. Eyes drowsy, Jungkook wraps his arm around you and pulls you closer. You hid yourself in his white shirt and closed your eyes, tired of all the work that you’d been putting through the whole day. He softly caresses your slightly wet hair, kissing your head afterwards.

“Tired?”

“Hm.”

He exhaled, turning the TV off and picking you up, walking toward your bedroom upstairs and dropping you on the bed gently. You squirmed, you weren’t asleep yet. Whining at the loss of comfort as he wrapped a thick comforter around you and you finally stopped, joined by him again as you immediately clutched his torso, feeling at most home. “Good night, love.” You hummed without a word and slept, draped with arms full of love.

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Mystery Girl

A/N: hello my luvs! I am happy to say that I am finally back. I had decided to take a break from writing due to school being a bit overwhelming, but overtime I have come up with a lot of new stuff to share with you all! And for now, I'll continue to deliver current and future requests sitting in my mail cause i love doing those for ya'll so, by all means, enjoy!

Genre: Fluff, slight crack

Rindou x Reader

Everyone could agree that Tenjiku, along with its four heavenly kings, were made of the strongest and, quite literally, the most brutal gangsters of the S-62 generation. However, within the gang, everyone could only see each other as nothing more than a bunch of idiotic misfits.

For example, in the eyes of their fellow gang members, the Haitani brothers may be the supreme rulers of roppongi, but deep down they were just two siblings who got on each other's nerves and made it everyone else’s problem.

It was no secret that the older Haitani was a menace to his little brother and took every opportunity he had to tease Rindou. At first, it was annoying, but over time, it was like daily entertainment for Tenjiku to watch the two brothers bicker.

Today was no different.

Rindou was peacefully slouching along one of the beat up couches of their dingy warehouse hideout, eyes glued to his phone, while Ran stared holes into the back of his brother’s blonde and blue locks. The silent question bubbling in his mind: what is he doing so long on his phone?

This matter particularly disturbed the Haitani, since his brother was less of a socialite, especially when it came to social media. Yet, here he was, messages open, while texting an unknown individual that HE didn’t know about? This was indeed quite odd.

“Rindou,” he calls.

No answer, just the sound of his thumbs tapping against the device’s screen.

Huffing, he calls once more, “Rindouuu.” Still nothing.

“What could he be so fixated on?” Kakucho voices next to the older Haitani.

“I don’t know, but I don’t like how this person is getting all this attention from my little brother.”

That’s when the lightbulb goes off, sparking an idea from the older brother’s mind, his signature mischievous smile spreading on his lips. Sighing in pity, all Kakucho could do was watch as Ran carried out his usual wicked deeds towards his little brother.

One swipe was all it took to snatch Rindou’s phone from his hands, which he quickly responds with an empty grasp of air.

“What the fuck Ran?!”

Ran ignores his sibling as he takes a closer look at his current messages to the unknown stranger. He gasps, and there’s a temporary silence that swells in the air.

“Who is it from?” Izana questions, turning everyone’s curiosity to the brothers.

“R-ran, give it back dammit!” Rindou growls, trying to land a hit on his brother but failing miserably.

Squinting at the bright screen, he takes a moment to register the conversation. His eyes widened,“It’s…”

Izana raises a brow “It’s?”

Ran clears his throat, “….it’s from…a girl?”

The gang was silent, mildly in shock, as they turned to the currently blushing dual-colored younger brother.

“Wait Rindou…,” Mochi voices, breaking the intense silence, “since when do you talk to girls?” he questions.

“Damn straight!” Ran says. “And more importantly, why didn’t you tell your dear big bro?” he whines, throwing a puppy look in his direction.

“Cause’ it's none of your damn business!” Rindou groans, snatching his phone back from his menacing brother’s clutches.

“I always thought the dude was more on the other side of the fence…if you catch my drift,” Shion says in wonder, while Mucho nods in agreement as he glances at Sanzu.

“I AM NOT GAY!” Rindou shouts, heat growing to his cheeks. “And even if I was, I would rather take the information to my grave than tell any of you idiots.”

“That’s rather offensive Rindou.” Kakucho frowns, folding his arms and shooting him a pointed look. “We may have our differences, but we’re a gang. Comrades, actually. You could’ve at least said something.”

“What he said,” Ran interjects, throwing a thumb over to Kakucho beside him.

“So who is it you are talking to that has your undivided attention,” questioned Izana.

Ah, the big question.

Everyone stares, waiting for an answer from Rindou.

He sighs dejectedly as his shoulders slump.

“You know what…you guys already know too much anyway so I might as well…” pinching the bridge of his nose, he breathes in deeply. “She’s my girlfriend.”

Safe to say everyone was completely dumbfounded by the news.

Especially Ran.

“OH THE HORROR,” he cries dramatically, hand clutching his over his heart as he raises a hand over his head.

“Well…that was…unexpected.” Mutters Kakucho.

“Didn’t think he had it in him.” Mochi shrugs.

Just as fast as the comments swirled, so did the questions as well.

“So…what’s she like?” Shion asks.

Now everyone had huddled around the couch where Rindou had seated himself back on, as he continued to text you.

“An angel from heaven,” he quickly slaps a hand on his mouth.

“Gross.” Shion sticks out his tongue.

“You really are smitten huh?” Ran quips, grinning like a fool.

“Please, shut up.”

Bzzz!

y/n: you mind if I drop by? I wanna see you before I go home.

Rindou smiles.

Rindou: Sure babe, I’m at the hideout. I’d like to introduce you to the gang if that’s all right?

y/n: sure! On my way <333

“She’ll be here soon, so stop asking me about her already. You guys are annoying,” Rindou shoots glares at everyone before going back to staring at his phone.

“Rin rin? Are you here?” you called out sweetly, voice reverberating throughout the rusty walls of the warehouse.

Everyone pipes up at the new voice, with Rindou being the first to greet you with open arms and softness in his smile. You run towards him, crashing against him as your arms immediately encircle around his waist, burying your face into the warmth of his tenjiku uniform.

“Rin! I’ve missed you!”

“I’ve missed you too bubs,” he mumbles in your hair, planting a kiss on your crown.

“ ‘Bubs’?! Rindou what the fuck type of lovey dovey shit are you on dude?!” Shion cackles from behind.

However, it isn’t long before he is face-to-face with you, slack jawed at your beautiful appearance.

Before he could even hit you with one of his newest pick up lines, he immediately hits the ground, face smooshed into the harsh, dirt floor with an imprint of fist on his exposed cheek.

Meanwhile, you stood above him, your once soft gaze now darkened with a menacing aura surrounding you.

“Don’t you dare talk shit about my boyfriend you prick. You got something to say, you say it to my fuckin’ face.”

The sudden change in attitude was one thing, but having the ability to knock out Shion was different. Especially a girl.

“Did she just…knock out Shion?”

“Way to state the obvious Kakucho.” Izana mocks, grinning at the misfortune of an unconscious Shion.

“Rindou, WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK DUDE!”

Ran gasps, pointing an accusing finger at his little brother. “She’s beautiful AND can fight?”

“At least she isn’t like his previous relationships where he ends up getting used or dumped.”

The blatant statement wasn’t too far off either. Ever since Mucho had joined Tenjiku, he had taken notice to Rindou’s frequent change in women overtime in the gang.

Shrugging, he ignores the whole scene while continuing his game of shogi with Sanzu.

“Alright, enough you guys!” Rindou sighs, walking over to you and embracing you from behind.

“Sweetheart, please don’t worry about them, this is normal. No need to get upset,” he whispers, kissing the shell of your ear. You pout, turning to face your boyfriend. “Rindou, if I were you, I’d beat their asses, but since it’s fine with you then it’s fine with me.”

Nodding, Rindou kisses you on the forehead, smiling sweetly. “Thanks beautiful.”

“You two mind go getting a room, because I can’t stand that new couple shit. Makes me nauseous.” Mochi groans.

“Agreed,” everyone said in unison.

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Spencer Reid x Famous!Reader

Synopsis: After your home is broken into by a stalker, your bf cheats, the FBI is called, and a new romance begins to take over.

Told through Instagram posts.

TW for mentions of stalkers

Part 1. Part 2.

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yourinstagram 🖤🤍 NYC I love you so much

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rarebeauty 😍😍

dovecameron You are the most beautiful human

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tchalamet A devine being 💫

florencepugh ❤️❤️❤️

y/n.is.queen I MISSED YOUR SMILE!

woketh.teen She looks so happy to be back on stage

and.what. The crowd went CRAZAY. The energy was unbelievable! So happy I was there!!!!!!

y/n.gossip That group hug tho 🥹

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yourname.stan SHE'S BACK! 😭😭😭😭

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kiki.kiwi The way they all held hands at the start of the show killed me. I cried so much.

nerdymcnerd No. But I swear I saw that FBI agent dancing to her songs!!!

dracoandme PICS WHERE?!?!?!

y/ns.army I need to see this!!!

onabreak The romance is BLOOMING

pgarcia @theemilyprentis 👀

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y/n.updates YOU GUYS!!! Y/N JUST POSTED THIS ON HER IG STORY THIS MORNING 😍😍

Story reads "☀️Sunshine☀️ and Road tripping with my new friend. Meet Spencer."

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sasha.mac She is a Goddess!! A Queen!! 👑

gucci.goddess He legit looks like a Spencer 🤣

fanfic.reader I smell romance in the air 💕💕

jd.dj He's her FBI body guard. Stop.

ooh.bratz Can he be mine next😭😍

bye-felicia THOSE HANDS 🤩

carter.nation Took no time did she 🤣

_isla Matt literally cheated on her. You can't say shit.

bubbles It's sad she can't just be her own person and be single. You don't need a man girl. Chill.

lame-o She can do what she wants??

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celebgossip During Y/n's show tonight, her third show back since her temporary shock hiatus, the star broke down in tears while singing Almost is Never Enough. During which the crowd came together and sang the rest of the song for her.

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itsmemario She must be feeling so much pain right now but I hope she feels comforted by her fans being there for her

y/ns.army I watched the video and when she sang So close to being in love. Her voice cracked and she tried to power through but she just broke down 💔💔

keyboardwarrior Why did she come back if she was just gonna cry for 90% of her show? Waste of money. Waste of time. Get yourself sorted and then come back.

ryanslife Your mum must be proud.

gigglegiraffe She's allowed to have feelings?

hater482 Exactly. Imagine going to a concert and they're just crying. Just don't sing that song?

daydreamer She sings love songs dipshit

y/nfan I just want to hug her so bad 😭

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y/nupdates Y/n posted these to her story 10mins ago!! She's spoiling us. She's writing new songs. Going out. And having fun with her FBI agent Spencer.

y/nfan WHOOOOOS BUYING HER FLOWERS?!

bi.bi.bi Herself?

freakygirl Imagine if it was the stalker?!

queenie.me Doubt it. They probably check her mail and shid.

spillthetea Maybe Spencer? 👀

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enews BREAKING‼️ Dash cam footage was leaked today showing FBI agents arresting a man outside Y/n's New York apartment.

We've reached out to the BAU team and Y/n's management for comment.

y/n.updates OMG THEY GOT HIM!!!

bi.bianca Thank GOD!!! She can breathe now 😭

queenie.me Those agents saved her GOD damn life. 😭

y/nnnnn I'm so happy rn. She's safe ❤️

imdreaming Sending so many prayers to her 🙏🏼

vampdiary Spencer I'd HAWT ngl

thirstay Girl literally!!!

freeshavocadoo The way he swerved him too. That agent got rizz.

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p.garcia The CUTEST 😭🥰 so glad it's Official!!!

dr.s.reid She is and so am I.

emilyprentiss @p.garcia I told you!!

p.garcia I just couldn't believe!!

derekmorgan Pretty Boy got gameee

jen.jarau Spence I'm so happy for you!!

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unamused-boss · 7 months

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California Dreaming pt3

Billy Hargrove x Reader

Last part! Warning: Kinda short, but I still hope you love it!

Summary: Max and Billy could only agree on one thing in common.... and that was you. You were their neighbor when the lived in California and Billy had the biggest crush on you. Plus it helped that you babysat, more like hangout with, Max. You were his California dream. And sometimes dreams come true.

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You couldn't stand the time you had away from Billy. Your best friend and boyfriend were gone all in one on the same day. You've been writing to Billy which is a plus. Turns out he joined the basketball team. He's been to every party thrown in town, but he says they're all a bust. Met a guy named Munson that gets him weed, but Billy quotes "It's nothing like the shit in Cali...". You can't help but laugh at his sarcastic tones through the letters.

You know he misses it here. He tells you in every letter the love that he holds for you, that nothing will change. He admitted to going on some dates with girl to get you off his mind. He felt guilty, he wanted your forgiveness even though you told him to try an move on to at least have fun. Billy said ,once again, in his letter that he wants no one else but you. Your eyes were something he missed most of all. He said that you had a light in them that he felt only he saw. You always giggled when it came to the gushy stuff in his letters. Billy was a flirt with girls but he was a romantic with you.

Since graduating high school early you've had a lot of time on your hands. You were still gonna walk at graduation, you just weren't going to do anything else. Cause by god you are getting that dumb piece of paper in front of everyone. It was a couple of days before the week up spring break but for you it was a regular working Wednesday. You currently work at some clothing store in the mall and oh so excitedly deal with mother's trying to get some sort of deal out of you.

The time was 5:00pm you are now pulling into your driveway of your house for the night. Happy that your got off early you notice your parents aren't home yet. You make your way down to the mailbox to check for anything. Which you find a bunch of letters piled onto one another. You begin to sift through it.

"Bill, Bill, Coupon, post card from Aunt Shelly, Bill...y." You stop at, what you thought was another bill but was actually, a letter from Billy. You rush up to your front door to be able to read the letter. Throwing everything onto the kitchen table an make your way to your room. You bounce on your bed at tear open the letter...

Hello Y/N, I hope you are happy with what you're doing. I just read your letter. God I wish I could graduate early to get this shit hole. Anyways, Max is doing good. She still with those little balls of snot for friends. Hopefully you wrote her, so she can stop asking me to check the mail for your letters. I miss you very much. Spring break is about to start, since the public pool opened I got a job there. Hopefully I can get enough money to be able to come an see you and to stay with you. You probably already know me, I'm not really good at this writing shit. But if it's for you, I'll do it. I love you, -Billy

You smiled down at the words on the paper.

"I love you too." You said down to the paper. That feeling came back again. The feeling of wanting to see him. You can't help it, you miss him so much. You go over to your landline in the kitchen to lunch in a number you have memorized by heart now.

"Santa Monica airport, what can I help you with today?" The droned out employee said.

"Hey, I wanna know if you have any direct flights to Hawkins Indiana?"

"Hold on, let me check..." You hear a faint typing for a few seconds.

"Anything?" You question.

"None to Hawkins but we have one to Indianapolis flying out this Friday at 5:00am." They said.

"Perfect!" You shouted. "How much?"

"That will be a hundred an thirty dollars..."

"I've got that!" You race around to your purse to fish out your debit card to pay for the ticket. You give them the info to send the ticket via email for you to print out. It would be thirty more dollar but you didn't care.

"Alright, thank you choosing Santa Monica airlines tod-." You didn't even let them finish. You hung up the phone right away to go pack an call off work for the next week or so. You couldn't stop giggling the whole time. Seeing Billy and Max is going to be the best thing to happen to you in the past few months. Then you hear your front door open and shut. Then you realized something...

"Hey mom, I gotta tell you something!" You shouted running out of your room.

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You were honestly shitting your pants the whole way to Hawkins from Santa Monica. You currently stand outside of Hawkins High School waiting for Billy. You slept during your flight over at 5 am but once you were on the ground you couldn't hold still. Your stuff is at the motel just outside of town for the next week.

You passionately waited for Billy to walk out of the school. You could see his car from a mile away. Plus with is reputation it wasn't hard to find out about him. You turned your wrist to look at your watch, 3:15 it read. the bell rang and school was out for spring break. Students passed by you, giving you weird looks.

"Who is that?" "Does Billy know them?" "Probably a desperate Ex." Were some of the things that were thrown around you. As if you couldn't hear the. 'Geez do these people know how to shut up...'

"Billy. Who's that?" An oddly pitchy voice said breaking you out of your thoughts.

Billy ripped his head around to you. You being the last person he would see by his car. The girl he, once had his arm around, was with was now forgotten. Billy thought he was gonna vomit at the sight of you.

"Shit.." You mutter.

"Holy fuck..." He said.

"Billy who is this?" The girl said once again getting annoyed. Billy turned back to her.

"Why are you still here?" He questioned. The girl now looked perplexed. She thought Billy was gonna take her out but now he wants nothing to do with her. Before she could say anything Billy spoke, "Go the hell away. Ya stupid cow..." He muttered the last part.

Billy walked up to you, star struck. He now had you trapped between him and the car with his hands on your hips. Holding you gently. You were smiling up at him.

"What are you doing here?" He asked.

"I wanted to see you." you said. "Is that so bad?" You teased him. When you both could call one another you would constantly tease him over the phone.

"No!" He answered quickly. "It's actually great, cause I was loosing my damn mind being away from you." You giggled at him. He his lips down to your temple, kissing you gently. To the students around you it was shocking to see Billy Hargrove be gentle with anybody. But to you this was your Billy.

"Y/N!!" A familiar voice shouted out to you. You turned to her direction to see Max running full speed to you. You part from Billy momentarily to hug Max.

"Hey MadMax!" You exclaimed. Even though Billy thought Max was a pain in the ass most of the time; he loved seeing you two together. He was happy that she got to see you.

"How long are you here for?" She questioned.

"I'm here for all of spring break." You smiled. They both looked at you dumb founded. You were gonna be with them for a week.

"Yes!" Billy said excitedly, pulling you into a hug. You laughed as he squeezed you.

"How about we go on a date tonight?" You asked him.

"Hell yeah!" He shouted. Crashing his lips onto yours. Desperation and love pouring into the moment. He missed your lips. How soft they were and smooth. He missed you so much.

"ew..." It was faint but you both knew it was from Max.

"Get in the car shit bird." Billy said.

"Hey be nice." You sternly said, mighty sapping his arm. He huffed at you, looking at you with soft eyes. The eye you fell in love with.

"Let's take Max home and we can go on our , much needed, date."

"You took the words right out of my mouth." Billy smiled.And that's how it went for the next week. You spent your time with Billy and Max, well more so Billy. Billy held you so close not wanting to let you go when you both cuddled. You met Max's friends and some more people around Hawkins with your small time there. You had some sleepovers with Max, trying to make up for lost time. Neil wouldn't do anything while you where here in town, so that meant a safe environment for Max and Billy even though it was for a week. You found the town cute, but you prefer Santa Monica.

Most of all, you and Billy got time alone. To be with each other in each others arms. Going on cute dates, walks, drives, everything. You became the envy of the town. The one that swooped Billy Hargrove off hid feet the spring break of 85'. He wouldn't have it any other way though. He would stay in this shithole town if it meant being with you.

When it came time for you to go home, it was full of tears and heart felt kisses. You didn't want to leave them again but you had to.

"Once I graduate I'll be back, I promise." You said.

When it came time for you to go home, it was full of tears and heart felt kisses. You didn't want to leave them again but you had to.

"Once I graduate I'll be back, I promise." You said.

That promise was made two months ago. In those two months you also visited Billy three more times over the summer. In your last visit you brought him back home with you. To California. You got him far away from his pain.

You both have an apartment near the beach, like you both wanted. You stared college; while Billy started work at a car restoration shop. Billy could surf everyday while you laid in the sun. You both loved each other even more with every day that passed.

A California dream come true.

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I know its a cheesy ending but I hope you like it.

@capitanostella

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angel | a.b

pairing: soft!dom!austin x sub!reader

warnings: smut, hair pulling, choking

w/c: 1.8k

summary: It was austin's and yours one year anniversary, so when you give him a hoddie with a picture of you where you look like an angel, he decides to fuck you like one.

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You were jumping up and down with a smile written all over your slightly red face as soon as you saw what finally arriver today in the mail. You were beyond happy that it arrive exactly on your and Austin's one year anniversary day. But you quickly had to swallow your happy squeal down and stop jumping because Austin was just in his office next door while you were standing in the bedroom you two share with his probably favorite gift ever in your hands.

It was way softer and cozier than you imagined to be honest and the picture was also much better quality than you though it would be.

You quickly threw your shirt over your head before you positioned yourself infront of the mirror in just your bra and a Grey sweatpants as you put the custom black hoddie over your head.

You gasped with a open mouth and wide eyes as you turned around and took a look at the backside of the hoddie that was way to big for you but the perfect size for Austin.

On the back of it was a beautiful picture of you in white lacy underwear, wearing a plastic halo on your head while you were on your knees but the picture was taken by you from the side so you could perfectly see your ass but also your tits in that soft almost angelic lazy bra. Your hands gently placed on your lap while you turned your head away so you weren't able to see your face, only your body looking better than ever.

You slowly put the hood of it over your head so you could take a look at the beautiful halo that was perfectly placed on your head, your hair falling into all the right places over your shoulder.

"he's gonna love this." you mumbled to yourself with a smirk before you put the hood down again and quickly put your shirt back on and placed the hoodie in a pretty black bag and hide it in the back of your closet so your boyfriend couldn't find it and take a peek at his present.

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"Austi! Food is done!" you yelled from the kitchen with the black bag standing on the table were the pasta was already placed at.

Austin came down the stairs with matching grey sweatpants and a simple white short sleeved shirt hanging loosely on his body with a smile on his lips and to your surprise a big bouquet of rosa roses in his hands. You looked at him with a pout before you answered,

"Awww, you didn't needed to baby, come here." you waved your hands in your direction, signaling him to come into your embrace as you opened your arms with a smile and closed eyes.

Austin chuckled loudly before he hugged you tightly as he put his chin on top of your head and placed a gentle kiss on your forehead. Right after you two let go of each other, he handed you the beautiful roses and you took them with a blush covering your cheeks and a tiny smile.

"Thank you aus, I love you." You told him after you put the flowers in a vase and waddled back to him to give him a quick peck on his cheek.

"Let's sit down and eat baby, shall we?" Austin whispered as he took your hand and guided you to the well decorated table. His smile only growing bigger as soon as he notices the black bag standing on top of it. He pointed with his pointer finger at himself before he spook up,

"This for me angel?" he looked at your with pure excitement over his Visage, austin loooooved gifts but he would never admit it to be honest. You nodded with your head while you also had a smile and tiny smirk on your face while you waited almost impatiently for his reaction, knowing he most likely doesn't expect it.

He grabbed it and opened it with a big smile before he took the black hoodie out of the bag and looked at it with a gaze that basically said 'I have no idea what to say' but your sure he would say enough as soon as he would turn the hoddie around and spot the back of it.

You looked at him as you bit your lip before he turned it around and took a look at the back of it.

And then his jaw drooped.

He stared at the unholy picture of you printed on the back of his new soft hoodie with awe in his eyes, genuinely speechless as he put the hoodie in one of his hands and traced his fingertips slowly over the picture before his open mouth turned into a lopsided smile.

"babe, I-" he wanted to say something but he felt like his breath got taken away once again as soon as he lifted the hood of the hoodie and saw the halo sitting cutely on the top of your head while your face was turned away from the camera.

"You like it?" you asked him kinda nervously now, gazing at your boyfriends face while his thumb was gently gliding over your hips and ass while he bit his lip before he finally looked at you.

"fucking hell." he shook his head before he gazed up at the ceiling with a deep chuckle leaving his mouth.

"please tell me you like it." you kinda mumbled to yourself but also to Austin with a nervous smile.

"like it? Baby, I love it! This is literally the best and also hottest present I've ever got, come here." he told you deeply with open arms before you hugged him tightly.

"You look so fucking good on that picture angelface, so good for me." he whispered in your ear before he kissed the top of your head and let go of you again. After that Austin took the hoodie and quickly threw him over his head, desperately trying him on.

He took quick steps towards the big mirror you two got in your loving room and after you heard him gasping loudly and muttering a tiny 'fuuuuck' to himself, he came jogging back into the kitchen were you were still standing and hastily picked your body up into in arms. He didn't say anything, he just kissed you messily with a little groan that didn't go unnoticeable by you.

He grazed his thumbs over you tights and moaned into the open mouth kissed you two shared wildly as you hands were running over his neck and cheeks like you were touch each other for the first time again.

Austin quickly shoved a couple of kitchen utensils that were still laying on the counter top in the kitchen down onto the floor and not so gently placed you on the counter while he went to get your clothes off.

Austin let a moan and even a tiny whine escape as soon as he saw you wearing that same white lacy bra that you are wearing on that picture. He quickly went to work and slid your and right after that, his sweatpants down before he grabbed the back of your neck and roughly pulled your neck towards his mouth so he could attack it with kisses and little love bites.

"smell so good angel, so sweet." he whispered into your neck while you got rid of your panties and he got quickly rid of his brief.

"fucking angelic body you have, you hear me? angelic, like I'm in heaven." he mumbled as he looked down at your small figure before he grabbed both of your hips and put you down onto the floor and turned you around so you were facing the wall and not him.

Austin swiftly pushed your body forward by your back and leaned down to your ear,

"can't belive I have the honor to fuck an literal angel now, gonna fuck you so good I swear-"

His own words were cut of by him entering your already wet pussy from behind before you moaned loudly with closed eyes and an open wide mouth as austin positioned his forehead on the back of your head and started to move his hips in steady but fast movements, not really giving you any time to adjust.

Austin looked down at where the two of you were connected and chuckled quitely before he grabbed your hair in his fist and grabbed with his other hand your right thigh. He put a quick bit gently peck on your shoulder blade before he spoke up,

"lift your leg up."

You obeyed him and lifted your leg and placed it on the counter, immediately noticing how much the position changed with that simple move, austin also moaning louder as soon as he hit your spot deeper in your drenched cunt.

"there we go baby, there we go." he nodded along while saying those words as he licked his lips and threw his head back.

You scratched with your fingernails the counter top while you were a whining and moaning mess, teary-eyed turning your head and catching Austin's eyes and yours and his fucked out state.

He quickly leaned forward and grabbed your chin with his hand and kissed your lips so delicately with a smirk painted on his lips before he roughly turned your head back into position by your chin and slowly slid his hand down towards your throat.

"good girl, such a good little girl you are for me, looking like an angel but loves to get fucked like some cheap street whore, hmm."

You moaned and whimpered loudly at his words, desperately trying to touch anything, to hold onto anything while you felt your orgasm creeping closer.

Your eyes rolled into the back of your head so you only noticed when Austin was squeezing your hand that we was actually holding it, intertwining your finger together and rubbing your clit and slow but strong circles with the other one. Forehead pressed once again onto the back of your, mouth hovering beautifully over your ear.

"You know I love you right?" he leaned down and whispered in your ear from behind while he slowed his movements but went harder with each thrust sending your body forward with a groan each time. You nodded with your head as he pushed the hair out of your face.

"Yeah, of course you do" he whispered before he grabbed the back of your neck again and pushed your head roughly onto the counter top but laying his hand on it so your head wouldn't hit the counter but his soft hand, still protecting you and taking care of you.

You came with a cry of his name and an already hoarse throat while austin squeezed his hand with yours and groaned deeply and loudly into your ear from behind before he stopped his hips.

You two just breathed for a while, obviously trying to catch your breath after a moment like this, full of roughness and fucking but still loving and taking care of each other. He kissed your head one last time before he muttered,

"happy anniversary."

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am-i-the-asshole-official · 6 months

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WIBTA if I tell my partner that they need to sell the gift I gave them last year if they no longer like it?

I gave my partner a gift last holiday season that was supposed to have two separate parts. One of the parts was made out of a material he doesn’t like or use himself for ethical reasons. I didn’t realize it was made out of that material when I bought the gift; I was so excited about my gift idea, that I did not check to see what material each individual part was made from when I initially ordered it. I’ll refer to this disliked material as the “other part”.

When the gift came in the mail, I put the other part aside and decided I wouldn’t give that to him. I intended on returning it. The day after the holiday I did tell him there was supposed to be two parts of the gift, explained what happened/showed him the other part, and asked if he’d like me to make one out of a different material.

I recall him saying that he would maybe like one made from a different fabric, but he now says that he told me to return the other part immediately (I would have needed to keep the other part for measurements and such if I made a different one). Based on my recollection, I kept it and intended to make him another one. I got busy with work and other sewing projects that both he and I would agree are more important (memorializing a loved one who passed), and my adhd brain forgot that I had tucked away the other part somewhere. So it went unreturned, and unused. It’s far too late to return it now, since it’s nearly the next holiday season.

I do recognize that I should have been more careful about what materials each was made out of, and I have apologized to him for this and promised to be more careful in the future.

I did really want to make him a new one out of different material. And I think on some level, I liked the other part and maybe thought I could keep it for myself since I bought it. I do purchase other items made from this material, and have since starting my relationship and moving in together. Desiring to keep it for myself is probably selfish, but I was thinking of eventually buying both parts of the gift for myself anyways.

Recently he found the other part tucked away, and expressed his frustration that I still had it. I apologized, and admitted that part of me wanted to keep it for myself. He said that he hadn’t even used the gift I actually did give him (even though the material was fine) because it reminded him of how I didn’t take the time to check and see what materials both parts were made out of. He said he was hurt by that, and that “it’s a bad memory”. He said he wanted to sell both parts, and I was also really hurt upon hearing that. The gift was themed around a show we both bonded over, and he was so happy opening the part I did actually give him.

I asked him if he wanted me to order him a different “other” part, because the company recently started making them out of other materials (but with a slightly different theme, still about the show but a different season). He said he didn’t want that, and just wanted to get rid of the other part and his gift. For the past few days, I have occasionally brought up the subject, trying to ask more questions about why he feels the way he does and figure out a way to convince him to keep the part of the gift I gave him I initially. I no longer think I can find a way to convince him, and am going to stop trying.

Today we were talking and said something about the show that reminded me of the gift (which he has since wrapped up in a plastic bag and set where it was displayed just a few days ago), and I got sad. He asked why I was sad and I explained, and apologized again for my mistake. He was quiet. Later I told him he could sell both parts if he wanted to, but he said he doesn’t “want anything to do with it”. I realized that he may expect me to take care of selling this gift for him.

I don’t have an eBay account, don’t want to make one for this one thing, and I’m still feeling hurt that he doesn’t want to keep the gift I did actually give him almost a year ago (trying to process these feelings on my own, because logically I know it’s okay to reject a gift). Maybe if he had said he didn’t want the gift last winter, I would’ve returned it or sold it for him. I feel that, since he has kept the gift for so long (he had it displayed on his desk as a pen holder and then in our kitchen even if he didn’t use it as intended), he should be responsible for selling it if he doesn’t like it. So, if he tells me he wants me to take care of selling the gift, WIBTA if I refuse to do it myself?

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

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