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alelathedragon · 7 months

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Word Girl AU: I almost killed her

I have been watching episodes of Word Girl thanks to a friend streaming it and me casually getting pulled into the fandom.. I recently learned of Word Girl's new weakness in the later seasons called: "lexonite"

Yes it's a Kryptonite clone, but it makes Word Girl not able to use her word smarts/super strength/flight. It does NOT endanger her life… And I thought What if it did?

Prospective- Theodore McCallister The Third (Tobey)

Part 1!!!

Narrator: It was a beautiful morning in the city as the sky turned a crimson re-- WAIT WHAT!?! OH NO!! The sky is turning crimson red as a meteorite was falling straight towards Earth! If only Word Girl could go and stop this meteorite, but Becky Botsford AKA Word Girl, has been occupied by A surprise math quiz!! Whatever will happen to- oh… It was tiny… Well… That's embarrassing!!

And well.. since Word Girl is preoccupied I suppose I should define Embarrassing for you!! AHEM!!

Embarrassing! causing a feeling of self-conscious confusion and distress. Makes you feel really silly when you get something wrong

For example it was Embarrassing how I thought the meteorite was going to do the planet harm! Ah ha…ha..ha oh… I'm not as good as this as Word Girl. I am just supposed to Narrate after all!! And oh look at this! It's the Tobester on his way to investigate the meteorite with his robots "

" STOP!! CEASE!! StOp calling me different nicknames than Tobey!! " The boy stopped to clear his throat and spiffy up his tie

" I have made it Cl-EAR that the only nickname I desire is: Tobey so you can respect it… Or SHUT IT!! "

Narrator: okay okay jeez Tobey, learn to have a little fun won't you? "

" Nonsense… I will not have anyone ruin this moment as I - Theodore McCallister The Third obtain this meteorite and study it for…. L E X O N I T E!! "

The Narrator presses the button to cue the evil music as lightning strikes in the background to enhance the mood of Tobey's plan

Narrator: uhm… You do know what Lexonite does…right? Tobey?? "

" OF COURSE I do you boob, and that's why I only plan to use… Just a itsy bit~ When Word Girl isn't able to fight my giant robits she'll have to spend the whole day.. no no.. 5 days.. no no no…. THE WHOLE WEEKEND WITH ME!!! UWAHAHAHAHA ITLL BE SO ROMAN- UH I UH … I mean… It'll be uh.. she'll finally learn what a minor Grounding feels like AHEM…."

Narrator: mmmm…."

" OH HUSH YOU- It's… Fool Proof " Later that evening back at Tobey's totally radical evil lair

" NOT NOW MOOOM I'M PLANNI- I MEAN- I'M STUDYING FOR…. UH… FOR.. HISTORY CLASS AGAIN!! "

He yelled downstairs before turning back to his work… His mother knew better than to not check on him after those words were exchanged, however the boy genius was able to make himself a secret room for building his robots in peace while a duplicate took his place to temporarily fool his mother.. every so often he would have to go out there and sit in his rocking chair as mother was getting slightly better at being able to tell when his duplicate was quietly nodding just a bit to much … But for now he was safe

" Darn it all..! I didn't want to admit it to that pesky Narrator but I haven't the slightest clue how much of this rock to use on Word Girl! " He complained out loud before quietly continuing to tinker on his machines

' I don't want her to be powerless, just incapable enough so that my robits are a threat and she has to hang out with me! Her way with words~' He could feel his cheeks getting warmer at the thought of her intellect. She always outclassed him and he was NOT about to use enough of this rock to make her stumble so much like the last villian did

Uughk!! Repulsive…. Though due to all of his available information on this meteorite being visual observations it would take him a good while to get this perfect… By the end of the day his plan still wasn't finished!! Normal.. but irritating!! The weekend was going to be 2 days away by tomorrow and he had to partake in school, UGH!!! He yawned real wide as he pushed his glasses up to rub his eyes… Oh… Fine… He'll find some time to get it on it's way tomorrow… And the next day… This weekend was going to be perfect

Time skip to the following Friday when school has just let out and the kids are heading home, Tobey is approached by a concerned Becky Botsford

" Hey… Tobey! "

The boy genius slowed to a stop, turning to look at his classmate whom jogged up to him as he yawned once again. Oof- he was more tired then he thought .. what does B-ecky Bots-ford want???

" ah… B-ecky~ to what do I owe the displeasure…."

Becky: heyyyy!!! ,,, hey look, I know we don't always get along but I don't know…. "

She reached up to rub the back of her head as Tobey looked at her with a scowl of disaproveal and a raised eyebrow " yessss? Well get on with it won't you? I have something very important waiting for me at home "

Becky: let me guess… Giant robots? "

" whh- I uh… NOOO- I would ne-ev-ver hahaha! Do…."

She was now scowling back at him and he sighed " alright fine, yes yes I'm working on giant robits ahahah! How else am I going to win the heart of Word Gi- I mean. Crush this city hmm?? "

Becky shook her head with a defeated sigh before she opened her arms some as she spoke: Tobey, I don't know what you're up to but even for your craziest plans I've never seen you like this in school… I mean don't get me wrong *snort * I'll take beating you in English any day (she usually has to flunk on purpose to try and keep her secret) … But… It was… Y'know "

" unexpected ??"

Becky nodded: yeah Unexpected, a turn of events that one wouldn't see coming…. Usually you're on your game in English… I dunno… I guess I was a TINY…. bit worried??? "

" H A H !!! Oh poor BECKY Bots-ford… You only underestimate my ingenious plan!!! I may be out of it now… But come tomorrow and I'll have Word Girl at her knees!! Mu huh! Mu huh huhuhuhuhahahah!!! "

He turned to start walking away, leaving behind Becky who rolled her eyes and also began heading home… On the way back he stopped at the grocery store to pick up some misalanious idems his mother gave him pocket money for and then stopped at the handy ware shop to use the rest of the money on robot building equipment~ Mom was always suspicous of him not bringing home everything she asked… But a simple excuse of having to much homework and he was sent upstairs to get it done… Well it usually worked anyway…. And today was another success! He scurried up to his room, set up the decoy and shuffled into the hidden corridoor that took him to the hidden workshop. Not a minute to waste! That… That… Ninconpoop Becky… GOAHHH!! he felt like an idiot for even thinking that word up but he couldn't find a better synonym!! Stupid STUPID! He'll show her why it was worth it though! He'll show everyone why it was worth it, when Word Girl finally gives him the time of day instead of… Ignoreing him or- beating up his robits to quickly and sending him to a groudning or juvienal detention…. Maybe he'll finally find the words… To talk to her

The next day in Fair City, Tobey accidentally slept in some from his previous night of seemingly endless tinkering to make his creation perfect~ An army of robots and … The secret weapon He woke up eventually to scurry outside in his fucking Pajamas without a second thought about it as he was too excited … Only to get outside to hear his mother calling him asking why he was in his PJs… embarrassing He got all flustered and went back to change, that's certainly no attire to win over Word Girl with!!

THEN… He got carried off by a robot toward the unexpecting city and Word Girl…

" HAHAHAHAHAH YES!! ROBITS DESTROY WE MUST ALERT WORD GIRL TO OUR LOCATION! " He slammed his finger into the remote impatiently sending the army of 100 to stomp even faster til.. he heard it, the sound of metal slamming against the concrete floor followed by that beautiful whistle of energy that followed her wherever she flew

WG: " Tobey! "

" ah~ Worrrd Girl. What an expected event! I take it your partner and you have come to see what I would like or to distract me in hopes I let my guard down in order to take down my 100 robits faster hmm~? "

WG: " Well yeah actually, you don't typically bring this many unless like I annoy you, defeat you too fast, if you want the attention like the lone- "

" ENOUGH!!! Ahem … I mean that's quite enough you have made your point… And what would you have it… I happen to want something from you and that, is to Go to the Park with me this afternoon!! "

…….. …….. …….. WG: snort ….. Giggle snort BAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA"

Narrator: OOOWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH "

Captain Huggy Face: oooeeeah ah ah ah!! Eee ee aaah aahh!! "

" STOP!! STOP … LaughING!! AT ME!!! "

They all kept laughing hysterically at Tobey as the boys' face not only lit up red from humiliation but from anger " I'M WARNING YOU! …GHHH ROBOTS ATTACK!!! "

The previously halted robots started stomping again as Word Girl had to quickly stop her laughing fit to fly after one to stop it from crushing a food kart only to be stopped in mid air by a sudden pulse of energy. Tobey pressed a hidden switch on his remote to activate the Secret Weapon, a type of pulsator that made the radiation of the meteorite wave outwards like a bat would hear sound waves… Each robot had a bit of Lexonite in them so Word Girl currently being surrounded by them made her plummet to the ground, hitting the floor and rolling over herself into the side of a wall

Tobey bit his lip, but shook his head and assured himself that she was fine… She had to be, she's Word Girl after all! Nothing can actually… Kill her. He put on his best poker face and lowered himself to the ground in front of her meeting her scowling face Returning a smug one to her and acting all proud

WG: T…Tobey… What.. did.. you DO!?! L…Lex??

" correct! Lexonite.. all of my robits have been equipped with my latest masterpiece Word Girl Repel!! …. Not my best name but it suits~! Now if you want to save the city you'll have to take me seriously and, IF … you try anything against me or my army of robits… I have a small piece of Lexonite on my person AND I will happily press the button again to knock you out of the sky~ So… What will it be then Word Girl? The city…. Or a walk in the park with me "

She coughed a bit before getting herself back onto her feet, the scowl didn't leave.. in fact it only seemed to get worse, the heroin looked disgusted by him which made him raise a brow

WG: ghhh… I knew… You were desperate …. But this?… This is a new low… Theodore… I thought you… respected me "

He jumped a little but cleared his throat some " I-I do!! I respect you very much… But you have to admit Word Girl… You and I… You are just so brilliantly more powerful than I could ever dream. I had to equal out the playing field by doing a little… Mmm… Cheating~ you know well I'm no stranger to it, so I don't see what the big deal is "

He rubbed his pointer finger against his thumb while snorting a scoff at her as her eyes widened some

WG: you don't…. YOU DON'T SEE WHAT THE BIG DEAL IS!?!? TOBEY!! LEXONITE COULD KILL ME IF I'M AROUND IT TO LONG!! "

She basically screamed at him which caused him to back up a little bit, she's never been so frustrated at him before… But clearly she was faking it! TCH " oh Word Girl hahahaha~ the things you'll say to get out of a situation, but my intellect is much higher than that! Please give me more credit~"

WG: I WOULD!! If you even knew what Lexonite did!! You don't even know how could y- "

" QUUUUIET!! QUIET!! I've had quite enough of your complaining… Now… Park or you can say hello to the new in trend Flattened Buildings!! "

She hesitated and looked to her partner Captain Huggy Face whom shook his head desperately and made a whole lot of sad monkey sounds as she knelt down to him and put a hand on his shoulder " It's okay Captain Huggy Face… It's just a little bit on Tobey… So he said… Tch… I'll be okay and.. it's just a walk in the park… "

" and whatever else we can do to have a wonderful weekend together~ "

WG: yeah yeah su-- the whole weekend? Tobey, I am thee ONLY super hero in this city that fights crime you can't …."

" covered "

WG: huh? "

" You are covered, Word Girl~ See I can't have any other pesky villains getting in the way of Us time, all of my extra effort for the past few days was to individually build a robot to counter every single one of your enemies!! "

WG: I….. What? …. That…. That would be… Pretty awesome if that was done in literally any other fashion then how you are choosing to do it right now … Tobey why don't you just …."

" HUSH!!! …… You wouldn't understand…. Not like you would even listen to me try and explain my reasoning would you? Hmmm? I'm just an evil nerd with a power complex… Now… About that complex… Finish up your sorry goodbye to your partner so we can GO! Already "

Word Girl got a more sentimental look in her eyes as she gazed down some towards the floor " Right…. " She turned back to Captain Huggy Face " keep my secret identity life in check okay? Go home and tell… THEM… that I went to hang out with a friend alright? "

CHF: Eee eee ooo aaa….

WG: I know… I love you too They hugged before Captain Huggy Face shook his head at Tobey with a face of complete disapproval and ran off back into the city and Word Girl approached the genius boy that extended his hand to her. Eyebrows going up and down " mmmmmmmmm????? "

She made a cringed face " euuugh… This is so forced… Can't we walk to the park without holding hands? "

" AHEM… " he reached for his pocket and she quickly went to snatch his hand in her own, lacing her fingers between his as that was the most natural hand holding that came to her. Tobey's face utterly lit up in glee as his voice cracked so hard

" YEEEEEEEES!!! " he coughed and pounded his free hand against his chest to clear his voice again " I AM VICTORIOUS!! WORD GIRL IS MIIIIIIINE!!! "

WG: well I mean technically…. "

" MWUA HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAH!!!!!! "

WG: kssssssh,,,,, Okayyyyyyy,,,,,"

#wordgirl #fanfiction #fanfic #AU #wordgirl au #theodore tobey mccallister iii #tobey mccallister #tobey mcallister #becky botsford #captain huggyface #the narrator #story #writing #robots

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millenialfanfictionaddiction · 2 years

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If this deletes on me again you will never hear from me again 😀. Alright, back to your regularly scheduled program 😊. Last time on ‘A Secret Admirer’ *cheesy intro music plays* Yn got hit by a volleyball 🏐, Shirabu instigated it 😈 and Goshiki accidentally let on that he might know yn better then he pretends to 😬. Onward to the show. 🥰

Now as you lie in the nurse's office, you consider whether joining the boys volleyball team as a manager is a good idea. Because if that's what it's like every day, then you might need to look into your health insurance😬. But spite and curiosity always trump concern for your well-being, so you instead focus on what today taught you. Goshiki is easily flustered😳 and Semi covered for him when he slipped up by telling you to go to the nurse's office. So either Semi was covering up Goshiki's crush, or Semi was covering up the fact that Goshiki knows who has a crush on you. God, this is complicated😮‍💨. So many hypothetical options. Good thing you're not the type to give up easily😏.

Now you get the job as manager. Obviously, Coach was going to look really shitty if he turned you away. And the first person on your agenda to bother is Goshiki. He was initially very hesitant around you, still carrying the guilt of nearly knocking you out with a volleyball, but with enough praise and telling him how amazing his spikes are, he’s eating out of your hand 🥺. You have assigned Goshiki to walk you to your classes, because ‘this school is just so complicated’.🥺🥺🥺😏 Which gives you the perfect opportunity to test him a little.

“Hey Goshiki, can I ask you a question?”🤔

“Uhh, sure what is it?”😳

“Well one of the boys in my maths class asked me out on a date yesterday and I-”

“You said no, right?”

“I haven’t told him anything yet. I wanted to see what you thought.”

“You should say no. You deserve someone way better.”

Next on the list is Shirabu, who initially had a bit of a vendetta against you. Why were you spending so much time with Goshiki, hmm?🤨🤨🤨 And giving him so much praise? But you know what to do yn, just fawn over how talented he is at setting and he’ll go all blushy and tsundere on you. Now we know that Shirabu is the smart boy of Shiratorizawa (you can fight me over this,🤬 he’s a med student time-skip😏) and it would be so lovely of him to give you a bit of help every now and then (not that you need it yn, you’re a baddie😌, but the more time with him the better). So you two start having tutoring sessions at his house giving you free tips on your maths and him and opportunity to vent.

“And I told Goshiki, I said ‘Hey, make sure no one takes those chocolates because there’s only one left and by the time I get back he’s got his grubby hands all over them.”🙄🙄🙄

“Ooh, were they from that nearby chocolaterie? I was thinking of going there this weekend actually, you could come with me and get some.”

“Why were you planning on going there?”

“Well I heard they make nice gift boxes and I’m planning on getting something for a guy I like. Do you think that’s a good idea?”

“Depends on who you’re asking out? Would I know him?”

Now amongst the chaos that is Shiratorizawa, you have a rock in the form of Semi. 😌 Responsible, but still fun (I aspire to be as cool as him😔). He’s taken on the role of breaking up fights when the boys argue about who you’re going to help and also teaching you the rules of volleyball, because y’know it is kinda relevant when you manage one of the best high school volleyball teams in the country🙄. Thankfully he’s patient with you (because let's be honest it’s confusing and even after watching haikyuu an ungodly amount of times I still don’t know how it works😬). Lunchtimes are your study time with Semi, hiding out in the empty band rooms and chatting about music and volleyball.

“No, a set doesn’t have anything to do with music - I mean it kinda does - but that’s not what we’re talking about at the moment. I’m talking about what Shirabu and I do.”

“Hey Semi, have you ever asked anyone out before?”

“Were you listening to a WORD I just said?”😐

“No. Answer the question.”

“Hmm. Yeah once or twice.”

“How’d you do it?”

“Just went up to them and asked.”

“Like face to face? No secret messages or confessions.”

“Yeah, that’s what I said, if I liked someone I’d ask them out to their face.”

“And you're certain about that.” 🤔😏

“... I said what I said. Why are you so curious?”

Now onto the life of Shiratorizawa, Tendou Satori himself😊. He is both a blessing and a curse. A blessing because he keeps the mood light, makes jokes and sends memes to the group chat😁. A curse because you are constantly running after him, trying to make sure he doesn’t get in trouble😮‍💨. You tape his hands before practice, confiscate his celebratory firecrackers and make him conveniently disappear whenever Coach is looking for him. And in return? You get to taste all of his cooking experiments as he walks you to school. Which is not always a positive because sometimes he uses more ‘interesting’ ingredients and you have to talk with him for hours about why fish doesn’t belong in chocolate.

“Tendou, I’m going to say this ONE more time, if you put toothpaste in a dessert I will leave the team's group chat.”😤

“You’re no fun. You stifle my creative genius.”🥺

“Sometimes it needs to be stifled. But if you have any strawberry centred chocolates…”

“After you were so mean to me? You have a lot of nerve. Just buy some chocolates instead, it’s clear you don’t appreciate my art.” (dramatic bitch, time to appeal to your ego)

“Wait, no please🥺. I didn’t mean it🥺. No one makes chocolate like you🥺. I’ll do anything.🥺🥺🥺”

“Really? Well I know what I can get you in future as a gift. I’m glad you like them so much.”

Aaaand Ushijima. You and Ushijima have an … interesting relationship. Mostly because HE JUST DOES NOT EMOTE. Amazing serve? 😐 Bad serve?😐 Wins a game?😐 Loses a game?😐 You cannot read him to save your life. You’ve also realised that the only way to get anything out of him is to be incredibly blatant and obvious. Unlike the other boys, who you regularly spend time with outside of practice, you and Ushijima only ever talk when you pack up after practice.

“Ushijima, can I ask you for some advice?”

“I do not believe myself to be very good with advice but I can try to help.”😐

“Well, a few weeks ago now I got a note from a secret admirer…”

“...”

“And I really don’t know what to do. Because I really liked the note that they sent me and I would have loved to talk with them, but obviously it’s anonymous. And I haven’t heard anything since, so I was wondering whether I should just forget about it? Because it might have just been like a joke and I’m not sure whether I should keep waiting to see if they say anything else.”

“...”

“Ushijima?”

“I think you should wait.”

You are at your limit yn.😤 Which is valid. You feel how I felt when this episode of ‘a secret admirer’ deleted itself on me and I had to retype it. No, I'm not still salty😀😀😀. You’ve been managing these boys for nearly a month now and all you have to show for it is grey hairs and some vaguely flirtatious comments. But hey, help sometimes comes in mysterious ways. You knew something was up when Coach didn’t ask you to start setting up for practice and instead asked that everyone gather around. And, low and behold, your first practice match is upon you. And you can’t help but to notice the look that the suspects give each other before coming towards you.

“Hey yn? How about you ta-”

“Oh? Are you the famous yn I've heard so much about? A pleasure to meet you in person.” 😏😏😏

Alrighty, second time lucky, please guys i need some validation😭

Yes boys GIVE US NOTHING 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻 👏🏻

In the words of Ushijima 👉🏻😐

Seriously tho this is so so good!!! I can't wait for more parts and to find out who the secret admirer is???? I honestly have no idea!!

#my lovely bbys #live action headcannons 🤣#resident meme maker

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wildweirdly · 6 months

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Long ramble about random life stuff

On the weekends I usually go visit my girlfriend but she has a test on Monday so we decided to skip seeing each other so she could focus on studying. Fortunately I’m in a better place than I used to be so I haven’t been feeling lost or abandoned because of it but I do feel a level of displacement.

I tried reaching out to my crush but they’re busy, so idk what I’ll be doing for the remainder of my weekend. Overall I’d like to force myself to do chores but I get so anxious about cleaning when other people are around so idk. On top of that my energy is low cause I messed up my blood sugar with dinner. Trying to remedy it with coffee and hard cider currently.

On the positive side my boyfriend is off tomorrow as well so we’ll have the whole day together. The hard part is gonna be avoiding the urge to go out and spend money (I made a few mistakes so I’m flat broke till the 11th lmao) :X

So far I’ve had both my girlfriend and a coworker of mine offer to let me borrow money but I worry I’d just spend it on food I should be avoiding so I’m trying to just live through the brokenness with what I have. Besides, it’s my own doing that ended me up here so I want to take responsibility for that.

I’ve also been doing some reading today so maybe that’s a thing I can do in my down time now. Through some observations my coworker made I sorta re-realized that I’ve been doing the self detrimental people pleasing thing at work and so I’ve been taking time to do some reading/“research” on the fawn trauma response and how it relates to some of the problems I’ve been dealing with.

Also aforementioned crush recommend a couple of things to read and I managed to check one of them out before my mind ADHD-ed the information into the void. So far it’s been interesting but I haven’t gotten very far. I’m hoping that reading it might be able to lead me to a some sort of dialogue or something, idk.

Both my crush and my girlfriend are literary driven with interest in psychology and philosophy and I’d like to feel like I’m on more even ground with them. Currently I don’t know much on either besides the fuzzy memories of bits and pieces I learned in high school which isn’t very useful. Besides that I like feeling smart and lately I’ve felt like an idiot so maybe reading something “bigger” will allow me to ease up on myself.

The cider I’m drinking tonight is disgusting but I’m thankful I have it. I hate to say it but I sometimes feel like alcohol helps level my anxiety. Could just be a placebo though, I dunno. I try to be cautious cause my liver is already a little broken (thanks diabetes!) and my family has a history of alcohol issues so if I drink I limit myself to one a night (unless I go out, cause when I do I allow myself two).

Honestly I’m surprised how well I’m doing given that I’m off two out of my three psych meds. I never really planned on abruptly stopping but my psychiatrist has been ignoring my request for a refill on my anxiety meds and so it snowballed. If I have to be real about it there’s been some tension between my girlfriend’s anti-med views and my own reliance on them so it’s hard not to worry part of me is doing this to please her or “prove” myself in some way. But on the other hand my antipsychotics were fucking up my blood sugar in ways I’m still trying to recover from and I don’t feel different without them so I guess it’s a net gain. Why really shocks me is how normal I’m able to feel without my anxiety meds. I had some idea that they weren’t working properly for me and my psychiatrist seemed unwilling to look into alternatives so it also feels like it’s pointless to be on them, Yano? Like if they aren’t gonna do anything I really don’t see merit in taking them. The other one I’m on is an antidepressant and I have no intention of trying to alter that cause it genuinely helps me so yeah.

I’ll probably write another thing tonight but we’ll see.

#weirdly rambles

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dreamkidddream · 2 years

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miles with a sleep deprived fluffy reader?? please?

Ahhhh it’s been so long since I wrote for Miles I miss my boi 😔!! Reader is gender neutral and hope you enjoy!

“(Y/N)?”

“Hm?”

“You sure you don’t wanna reschedule?”

“Of”, your yawn interrupted. “Of course not. I’m good Miles, I pinkie cross promise my heart to fly, and all that jazz.”

“…that didn’t make any sense, but okay.”

Miles went right back to getting his art supplies ready while you sat on his couch, barely awake. It was finally winter break, and the weekend on top of that. The dreaded finals week was over, and you guys have been planning for weeks some type of celebration. To others, you’re just painting the abandoned subway again, but to you guys it was something special.

It was really special to Miles because it was the same place his Uncles Aaron showed him, and it was something that allowed him to spend more time with you.

But he’s not sure if it’s a good idea to do this tonight anymore.

With finals week came studying, and studying came with less sleep, and less sleep is the result of…the state that you’re in now. He was tired too, but he was already used to it (you know, being your friendly neighborhood Spiderman and all) and he managed to get some hours back falling asleep in study hall. He couldn’t say the same for you, unfortunately.

You’re smart, super smart, like more than Dexter’s Laboratory smart, so he doesn’t understand why you feel like you have to live, eat, and breathe a textbook every night cutting into your sleep schedule. You don’t even need your grades to tell you that, to make you feel validated, but you still had your head stuck deep into a textbook, no matter the subject. He can’t count the amount of times he’s had to drag convince you to leave your room.

Miles zipped his bag closed and turned to throw on his hoodie, “Alright (Y/N), you read-“

But was stopped in his tracks when he saw you using his hoodie as a makeshift pillow, mumbling something incoherently into it eyes closed. He wasn’t even mad at it honestly, but my goodness did you look adorable curling up against it. He felt the tip of his ears burning, unable to stop the goofy smile spreading ear to ear. He knew that you would have ended up falling asleep eventually, and it’s not like the subway was going anywhere anytime soon.

When Miles plopped down next to you, you started to stir. But when you sunk into him and let out a dreamy sigh, he thought his heart would give out on him. “Let’s get you to bed, okay?”

You were still mumbling but he could hear you clearly now. “No…I can’t leave my Miles hanging.”

“I’m not going anywhere (Y/N), I’m still here.” And he always will be. He could just carry you to his bed (it wouldn’t be the first time you fell asleep in it to be honest), he didn’t want to walk you home if you could barely keep your eyes peeled (and he didn’t want you to leave yet either even if it was just holding you for the rest of the night).

“But we still have to pray spaint the tracks-“

“Yeah, let’s get you to bed.” He lifted you and started to carry you in his room, pushing aside some of his sketches that were scattered on his floor. “Don’t step on them like that…if you don’t want them let me have it. I love all of your pieces…not as much as I love you…” You murmured as Miles placed you on the bed, bringing his covers over you. As soon as your head touched the pillow, you were on the brink of passing out, still clutching his hoodie in your hands.

If you weren’t sleep, Miles would have probably ended up on his ceiling with how high he jumped (he had to catch himself when his fist hit the ceiling). This was a total win in his book, the best thing that could ever happen right now, but he’ll just wait to celebrate when he’s not risking waking you up (ie. as soon as he closes the door). He hopes that this isn’t a one time thing, and he hopes that one day you can wake up in his arms. Hopefully soon, but he’s fine taking his time.

“I know (Y/N), and I love you too.”

Okay maybe it was a good idea that you guys didn’t go out tonight. He took one last glance at you and went to close his door, ready to crash on the couch for the night-

“Haha no you silly spider, you’re not Spiderman…Miles is.”

Never mind, it was definitely a great idea that you stayed it.

#miles x reader #miles morales #miles morales x reader #spiderman into the spiderverse #into the spider verse #spiderman miles morales #spiderverse x reader

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erwinsvow · 3 years

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𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐠𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬 | 𝐚𝐨𝐭 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐬

a/n: hey everyone! hope you enjoy these college headcanons! part two can be found here! warning for nsfw in jean's, and mentions of alcohol/partying throughout!

jean kirstein

jean shows up to college thinking it’s gonna be high school part two, and quickly gets put in his place

his old antics (for both school and girls) won’t fly anymore, so he tries his hardest at both

i personally see jean as not the smartest, most gifted kid (in college!) but definitely one of the hardest workers

this man comes in pre-law and changes to sports management real quick

he definitely plays some kind of club sport, lacrosse or basketball or maybe even both and he is way too into it

like club lacrosse is his life.

he 100% has eyes for cheerleaders, because he loves idea of someone rooting for him, and if you are one, then it’s instantaneous

he notices you at one of his games, giving a shove to conny and asking if he knew who you were

which is met with “what do i look like, a phone book?”

he builds up the courage to ask you out eventually, to which of course you agree, and it’s pretty much a happy ending after that

makes for a lot of sweaty, post-match sex, with him still in his jersey and you in your uniform hiked up

reiner braun

frat bro reiner is a business major with a focus on finance

reiner is the guy who dedicates 100% of his time to school during the weekdays, and the weekends are for the bros

he’s the first in the library, last to leave lecture because he stayed behind to get clarifications, and pretty much aces everything

halloweekend, he decides to drag annie and bertholdt to a party, because they are in desperate need of letting loose

probably dressed up as something mildly douche-y that didn’t require a lot of thought: a foot ball player jersey with eye black improvised by annie

he is a heavy-weight if you’ve ever seen one, probably on his fifth cup of cheap beer and not even slightly buzzed

annie and bertholdt are sloshed, so he keeps one eye on them to make sure they’re alright

you, on the other hand, are serving as designated-driver for the night and sipping on soda

i think any kind of sweet, innocent costume (angel, fairy, woodland creature) would get his attention immediately

he goes over to you to try to make conversation, and finds himself stumbling over his words even though he just swore he wasn’t tipsy yet

but you find it cute, and given how you have seen him before around campus, studying all the damn time, you’re pleasantly surprised to find a sweet, interesting guy making conversation with you at a halloween party

eventually, your friends take off with their hook-ups, and reiner is left behind alone too after making sure everyone had a safe ride home

with no one left besides you two and his passed out friends, you offer him and his roommates a ride back to his dorm

after dropping annie off, you arrive at the dorm and help lug a blacked-out bertholdt to their room

you say goodnight and as you leave, feeling bold, you leave your number on the whiteboard hanging on their door

so that then turns into coffee-and-studying dates, and eventually a relationship before too long

armin arlert

i think we all know what armin is like in college: marine biology major and history minor

this is an effortless genius, so unlike reiner, he doesn’t have to spend all his time studying

i think armin would be the kind of guy who has school and life figured out, and he slowly realizes a healthy relationship is the one thing missing from his life

there’s honestly plenty of people who want to date him, if he had ever cared to return any of their gazes

i honestly see him being oblivious, so when a fellow classmate asks if he wants to study together, he goes “oh, sorry, i wasn’t really planning on studying, but maybe eren wants a study-buddy, i’ll let him know for you!” instead of realizing that was someone flirting

so it’s the same for you

you’re taking the marine sci class as a last resort, everything else was completely filled up, and you just had to get out of that physics class

but all this talk about oceans and sea-creatures is even worse, somehow. to put it short, you’re struggling, and armin is the kid who raises his hand at every question without so much as jotting down a note during lecture

you know mikasa through a friend-of-a-friend type situation, and ask her if armin would be willing to tutor you sometime

doesn’t matter that part of the reason you’re doing so poorly is because you’re staring at the back of his head most of class

armin and you get together to study on a saturday evening, and what began as a recap on the history of the ocean quickly turns into laughing, talking, and then “you wanna go grab something to eat?”

for someone so smart, he’s really dense

he thinks you’re being friendly and doesn’t want to assume you’re thinking this is a ‘date’ even though you’re internally screaming

it takes you leaning in for a kiss after he’s walked you back to your dorm for it to click

needless to say, he wasn’t quite so oblivious after that

eren yeager

eren was determined to get into the same college as armin and mikasa

my man is undecided, and then sociology after he’s forced to pick

not exactly a fuckboy, not exactly a stoner, just somewhere in between

procrastinates doing work and submits every thing a day late, even though he probably would have gotten full marks if it was on time

him and mikasa decide to take a marine bio class with armin, and he ends up falling asleep during lecture

i don’t see him going for a goody-two shoes type that wants to reform him, because he just wouldn’t want to deal with that

it’s not a toxic relationship, but pretty close to one

on again, off again ever since the two of you met in a dingy frat basement, absolutely hammered, and hooked up

this boy does not want to admit that he’s caught feelings, but eventually it comes to that because he is very much the jealous type

catches you engaging in polite conversation with reiner and he is seeing white in seconds

he realizes he has to make you his

marco bott

the most wholesome nursing major with a minor in english because he is a sucker for lit

i don’t think there is any shortage of girls who want to be with marco, just given how sweet and genuine he is

that being said, i feel like the few time he’s wanted to pursue a relationship with someone, they haven’t reciprocated/just saw him as a friend

which isn’t the easiest thing to deal with, but because he’s a mature angel, he doesn’t hold that against anyone

instead, he kind of succumbs to this false idea that people want to be his friend, and not his girlfriend, which he’s a little insecure about

that’s why i think you and marco would have idiot best friends to lovers, featuring everyone around you knowing how head over heels you both are except the two of you

you two meet in a particularly challenging class, and not recognizing anyone, you both turn to the friendliest face in the room to make study-buddies with

over a whole semester of late-night cramming (and talking), scribbling smiley faces on flashcards, and good luck texts before the exam, you realize how much you’re gonna miss constantly hanging out with marco

and on his end, he’s complaining to jean about how after the final, you two won’t have any reason to keep talking

“so ask her out then, you idiot”

“she probably doesn’t think of me like that…”

“are you blind?” jean says, with a roll of his eyes

after the class has ended and you’re both headed back home for winter break, you work up the nerve to text marco one last time

“let me know if you ever need help studying for another class :)”

you have no idea that he’s over the moon, and that finally brings an end to your friendship, and starts your relationship

bertholdt hoover

mister bertholdt is structural design and architecture major

there’s basically six of those total in your entire college, so he definitely gets a bit isolated/lonely sometimes

he basically came to college with reiner & annie, and figured he didn’t really need more friends than that

so when they’re busy, he’s just by himself

annie definitely makes fun of him for not spreading his wings and flying out of the metaphorical nest, but he’s comfortable with how it is

not a huge fan of the party scene, and prefers a quiet night of studying

i feel like you and him would be the last two studying in the library most nights, and sometimes walk out together after the librarian reminds you both the building is closing

so, when reiner and annie drag him to a party one weekend, he’s shocked to see you there too with outgoing friends of your own

he’s used to seeing you in the bright fluorescent lighting of the library, so this dim, hazy room after the shots have already gone to his head is hard to take in

you two eventually end up talking after your friends push you towards him

“funny seeing you here.” “i could say the same to you.”

he already has a crush (you do too, but he doesn’t want to accept that) so the alcohol inhibits his usual caution

a little bit of dancing, a lot of sitting on the pavement outside while looking at the moon, stars, and each other, topped off with a first-kiss starts your relationship

levi ackerman

teaching assistant levi is a staple of your college

almost infamous, really

you count your lucky blessings that he’s still a year or so away from graduating with his ph.d. in molecular biology and that he’s ta’ing this microbiology class

you’ve definitely heard all sorts of rumors, but you really don’t know what’s truth and fiction

he definitely hasn’t slept with a third of his students (right?) but the lingering way he looks at you isn’t helping quell your thoughts

technically speaking, teaching assistants and students are not allowed to date, interact, etc

until the semester in which you are their student is completed, at least

it doesn’t take long after that for you two to constantly run into each other

“how’re your new classes going? any hot ta’s?” he asks, sipping his tea from the bookstore cafe. you choke on your hot chocolate.

all this being said, you’re an upperclassmen about to graduate, possibly start a ph.d. or masters program yourself. i see him teaching upper-level courses exclusively.

it’s not long after that you admit your feelings to each other, since after all, there’s no time to waste

erwin smith

you’re a second year masters program in the history department. your specialization is military history, so of course professor smith is assigned as your thesis advisor.

i mean, he’s only written several textbooks on the subject

on first sight, you can’t believe he’s a professor. because certainly, this is a some cruel twist of fate. he’s closer to your age than some of his colleagues.

you both try to keep it strictly professional

at first least. this gets gradually harder and harder

there’s a certain chemistry there neither of you can deny.

having a mutual interest in the same subjects doesn’t help too much either. suddenly, you guys are spending hours pouring over topics for his next textbook and your thesis.

the conversation continues over chinese food in his office, long after the rest of the building has cleared out for their friday evenings

“well, i won’t keep you any longer. i’m sure you have much better plans on a friday night than talking military policy with me.”

“there is no where else i’d rather be.”

hope you all liked it! :)

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giorno-plays-piano · 3 years

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Vicious

Part VI

Pairing: Steve x reader, Bucky x reader, Thor x reader, Loki x reader, Peter x reader

Warnings: yandere, obsession, stalking, possessiveness, theft, mention of blackmail, all characters are adults.

Words: 1567.

Summary: Transferring to Stark Academy that has only allowed to take in female students last semester, you realize you are just one of three young women among hundreds of students. Your things are constantly being stolen, and soon you begin fearing for your safety.

Part I

Part II

Part III

Part IV

Part V

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You spent the rest of your evening like a somnambulist, barely able to concentrate on your projects before you went to bed, barely finishing half of the things you planned for today. Even the change of locks didn't make you as happy as you thought it would. It felt like something between a dream and a nightmare.

Lying in the dark, you stared at the ceiling, thinking of what happened just a couple of hours ago. Why did he do it? Was it just out of habit and didn’t mean anything? Naturally, with his appearance and easy-going attitude, he probably dated many girls and didn’t think much before kissing someone he liked.

Remembering the way he talked to you in the morning, you thought he must have pretended to be shy around you. Thor certainly wasn’t sheepish.

Was it all a sham? Was Loki right about all of them, playing their roles to get close to you? You couldn’t forget the way Thor looked the moment he told you about being smart. It was like something switched inside him, and for a second you saw the real Thor who was far from being your simple, good-natured athlete.

Why did you keep thinking about that stupid kiss even after seeing the man could be dangerous?

Aroused and angry, you tossed and turned until you fell asleep.

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Waking up was especially tough, despite the fact you didn't really do much yesterday, meaning you were going to spend your weekend studying. Shoot, and that's when you planned to visit that new chocolate boutique in the city. Maybe you could still make it if you spent more time studying today?

But then again, going to the city alone might be a bad idea. Even if the guys who stole your things were beaten, it didn't mean it had always been the same people following you. The school was full of weirdos, in the end. What if somebody went after you? Steve would definitely say you had to bring one of your guards with you.

Damn. It was better staying in the dorm then.

"Good morning! Are you ready?" Peter's voice broke through the silence, and you flinched, hurriedly applying some lipstick because you didn't have enough time to put your makeup properly.

Well, at least you were fully dressed.

"Just give me a second!" Picking up your bag, you put your shoes on and opened the door, looking at a young guy who's face was lit up like a Christmas tree. "Hi!"

He definitely liked what he saw, and you felt your cheeks growing hot from embarrassment. From the very start of the semester Peter acted very sweet around you, and you thought you could be friends with him. He wouldn't do something as ugly as blackmailing, would he? Thor said it too. Clearly, Steve was exaggerating.

"Did you sleep well? I've heard you changed your lock, so now it'll be better."

"Ugh, I hope so. But I still sleep with my dresser blocking the door." Sighing, started walking, afraid to look in the faces of other students, hurrying off to school.

They must have been disgusted, watching you being friendly with one guy after being all lovey-dovey with the other just yesterday. Although you didn't see anyone in particular, you were sure somebody saw Thor kissing you. And now you were walking the corridors with Peter.

"By the way, what's your Insta?"

What? Your Instagram? Whatever for? Although you had no idea why he needed it, you let him add you, by the time leaving the dorm and walking towards the main building.

Suddenly, Peter got pretty close, his arm on your waist as he lifted up his phone and hummed, "Look here and smile!"

Before you realized what he was doing, the boy kissed your temple, and you heard the sound of a photo being taken by his front-facing camera. What the Hell?!

"Peter!" Pissed at him, you quickly break free and stepped back, but he was already looking at his phone, editing the photo and posting it almost immediately.

You heard your phone buzz when he marked you on the photo.

"That's a good one. You look very cute here."

"What are you doing?!"

"Making a proof we're dating, of course?"

You were taken aback by the sincerity in his voice, and Peter smiled from ear to ear like an excited teenager, showing you the picture: it wasn't that bad, and you looked as if you were slightly embarrassed by Peter's closeness. Oh, of course. He had to convince his friends he was dating you, but he didn't kiss you on the lips that could make other people too suspicious. Instead, friends of Barnes or, say, Thor, would still think it was all for show, and it was their friend who dated you for real.

Shit, Steve's plan was incredibly complicated, and you didn't like it at all.

"Oh, alright." You mumbled, lowering your eyes to the ground, and Peter laughed.

"We'll make a TikTok dance later. If you wanna make people talk, just use your social media." He winked at you and put the phone in the pocket of his pants, resuming walking, and you moved along, your face still hot.

God, what did these guys got you into? You felt like you were lost in the middle of a play, not even having a script to read what was your role in all this.

Before you parted your ways, going to a different classrooms, Peter talked about videogames, the upcoming Resident Evil - apparently, his favorite franchise - and some Dota tournament, but you didn't know much about it, and Peter offered to show you his favorite games "because you can't spend all your time studying!"

He was as careless and sweet as always, but you couldn't get Steve's words out of your mind. Damn, if only you could know for sure that Peter didn't blackmail anyone. Who could you talk to about it? Obviously, not Peter himself, but every time he spoke you had that nagging feeling you needed to talk to him. You barely kept your mouth shut before he went to a different room.

Ugh, why didn't you transfer anywhere else when you still had a chance? Obviously, now you could only drop out of school, and it definitely wasn't something you were going to do.

Luckily, the next couple of hours you were busy with your classes, trying your best to prepare for the upcoming exams. The academy held high standards, and even though you were a good student, it still took lots of efforts to keep up the good work. How Thor even managed to get enrolled, judging by the fact he hated studying and often skipped classes?

Ah yes, he mentioned something about getting a scholarship from the academy for his success in the sport.

By the lunch time you were drained, listening to Peter chatting with an absent-mindedly epxression on your face. Funny enough, Peter's grades were better than yours, even though he spent much less time studying. What, was he some genius like Loki? You felt a little envy.

"I gotta go take my tracksuit, I have PE next," the boy said, and you nodded, throwing away the leftovers of your lunch.

As you stood close while he grabbed his sportclothes, you heard two guys talking behind the lockers to your right.

"Have you seen her today? She's with Parker!"

You tensed immediately. Of course, they were talking about you.

"Yeah, so what?"

"She was with Thor yesterday!"

Watching you froze on the spot, Peter stilled too, listening carefully. Oh shit, you hoped no one cared about who you went with - why should they, in the end - but, apparently, you were drawing too much attention simply because you were a girl among hundreds of male students.

"So what?" The other guy asked impatiently, growing tired of this conversation.

"Are you stupid? She's going out with them! I bet she's looking for a guy." The first student said with excitement, and you cringed. No, you weren't going out with anyone, you wanted to stop the weirdos from following you and steeling your things. Was it too much to ask?

"Yeah, who cares?"

"We have three fucking girls in the whole school, and you don't care if one of them could be going out with you? Besides, this one's pretty. I'd fuck her!"

You felt like you were going to puke any moment. Why on Earth did you decide to transfer to an all-boys school? It was like the whole school were a men’s room filled with stupid-ass guys, and you were locked inside, forced to listen them talk junk.

"You'd fuck a sheep, weirdo. Go get yourself a girlfriend if you can’t stop thinking with your dick.”

Laughing, the guy left, and his friend followed him, shouting something stupid while you breathed out a sigh of relief. Of course, you knew there would be some talk, but you didn’t expect it to be so... gross. Were you really gonna spend the two remaining years here?

Watching you getting frustrated, Peter gently touched you by the arm and said softly, “Don’t worry. They won’t talk rubbish about you.”

“What do you mean?” Suddenly thinking of Steve’s words, you blurted out exactly what you were thinking of the whole day, “Are you going to blackmail them with something?”

“I... what?”

Part VII

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oikawabelle · 2 years

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Sad Beautiful Tragic

Kita Shinsuke x F!Reader

Genre: Angst

AN: Inspired by Taylor Swift's song. Don't forget to stream Red Taylor's Version! <3

Word count: 1885

We had a beautiful magic love there What a sad beautiful tragic love affair

Kita Shinsuke is every girl's ideal guy. He's kind, smart, a gentleman. Any girl would give anything just to be with him but what they don't know is that he is different when the doors close.

I am Y/N Tamioka, a second year student from Inarizaki High and I am the volleyball team captain's side chick.

It all started during my first year, I am well aware of his relationship with their manager but I still chose to confess my feelings for him and even offered to be his side chick. At first, he declined but I was persuasive and I didn't gave up until I finally had his attention.

We would meet every morning at school when no one is still around. We'd kiss each other passionately but he made it clear that he was only doing this because he can't do this with her. He would come to my house during the weekends and spend time with me and my family. He would help with my studies and help my mom in her mini garden. He would watch volleyball games with my father.

He was good at everything. Except for handling romantic relationships.

I was happy to oblige with every request he had until I found myself falling faster and harder--until my chest can no longer keep my pounding heart at bay.

"Y/N! Can you help me tape my fingers?" I nodded and walked towards Atsumu.

"We're so lucky to have you as our manager! Even when the seniors graduate, we're in good hands. Right, 'Samu?" He exclaimed.

"Of course! Y/N when will you be my girlfriend?" Osamu asked.

"Keep on dreaming 'Samu. You know she's not into that at the moment." Suna commented. His eyes locked onto the screen of his phone.

I just smiled. They all know that I prioritize my academics. What if they find out what's happening between me and Kita, would their opinions about me change?

I can feel a cold pair of eyes stare at my very being. Kita doesn't like it when other guys praise me. I wanted to scoff at my own thought. If only he'll leave her for me but that is far from reality.

After the practice, I was left alone with Osamu and what he said next made me sweat.

"I know there's something going on between you and Kita-san. I know you are aware that in the end, what you're playing right now is just a losing game."

I bit my lips and faced him. Tears pooling in my eyes.

Osamu dropped what he was holding and pulled me into a hug. It was warm. Something I never experienced with Kita.

"I know it's wrong but I just can't let go of him, 'Samu. Every time I see him happy with her, I don't have the right to be jealous. I just want his full attention. I don't want to live on scraps."

"Whatever happens, I'll be with you til the end."

That night, Osamu walked me home and when I was finally alone in the comfort of my own room, I brought out a piece of paper and started to write for Kita.

Months passed and it was the senior's last day in high school. It was tear-jerking for people who made memories with their seniors, for me, it will be the last time I'll be looking into his eyes.

"Kita-san, do you have a moment?" I asked.

He raised his brow at me, probably wondering why I didn't call him by his name.

All those months leading to this very moment, I tried my best to keep my emotions under the rugs. I pretended everything was okay between the two of us.

We are currently behind the gym. Far from prying eyes, trapped in our own world.

"Congratulations on graduating. What are you plans?" I asked.

He held my hand and grazed my knuckles with his thumb.

"I'll be taking over the farm, start a rice business, and a few years after that, finally settle down I guess. Why are you calling me by my last name?" He said calmly.

I closed my eyes. This will be the last time I'll hear his voice. His voice who lulled me to sleep during my sleepless nights. I squeezed his hand tightly, took a deep breath and finally let go of his.

He stared at me, unsure of what my actions are. I reached for my pockets and handed him the letter I wrote a few months ago. The last letter he'll ever receive from me.

"It was nice knowing you, Kita-san. This is the part when I finally let you go."

With tears streaming down my face, I pulled him into one last kiss. It was unlike our normal kisses. This one was bittersweet.

After that kiss, I ran as fast as I could. I heard him calling out my name but I didn't look back. My heart can't bear to see him anymore.

Kita's POV

It's been 4 years since the last time I saw Y/N. After graduating I learned that she moved out of town. How could she just leave without me knowing?

It was a tiring day from the field. Everyone's busy preparing for the upcoming rice festival.

I hung my straw hat by the door and went straight to my room.

I don't know why I couldn't sleep that night but I think it has something to do with Y/N coming home for this year's festival.

I don't know what to feel but one thing's for sure, I missed her. A lot. After that day when she left me behind the gym, I broke up with my girlfriend. I realized that it was Y/N right from the start.

Morning came and everyone from the Inarizaki Volleyball Team gathered at Osamu's restaurant. We were chatting with friends we haven't talked to for a while when Osamu went out of the kitchen with Y/N and she was as beautiful as I remembered her but there's one thing I couldn't take my eyes off of, her growing belly.

"I know you guys are shocked but we are really sorry that we kept it as a secret but we've been together since our senior year and finally tied the knot a year ago."

A deafening congratulations from the guys broke the silence as I stood there staring at her. Her eyes landed my way and I saw her smile again. That smile that I loved since the first time I saw it.

Everyone was busy talking to Osamu when I approached Y/N. I almost lost my balance when she pulled me into a hug. This scent. I missed this.

"You look more handsome than you ever did in high school, Shin." I felt my eyes water when I finally heard her voice again. It was this voice that calmed my demons. It was her voice that lulled me to sleep.

"And you're as radiant as ever, Y/N/ I missed you." I said, not letting go of her hands.

She smiled and squeezed my hands tightly. A habit she always had.

"I missed you too, Shin. How's the farm? Have you settled down already?"

I guided her to a seat and took the seat in front of her. I just smiled and slowly shook my head.

"I broke up with her the day after graduation. I realized that you were the person I was in love with and I'm still in love with you." I said. Not stuttering and just staring straight into her eyes.

"Shin..." Sadness evident in her eyes.

"Don't worry. I'm not here to destroy your family, Y/N. I know Osamu's taking good care of you. It's just that I wanted you to know how I really feel about you."

"I'm sorry I left without a word but for what it's worth, I was waiting for you at the train station the day I left. I told myself that if ever you arrive that day I'll fight for you, I'll fight for us but you never came and in that moment, I got my answer."

I was lost for words when I heard what she said. Did she mean the letter she gave me that day? The letter I never got to open?

"Y/N, I--I never got the chance to open your letter. I was so afraid of what it might contain. I was afraid that my heart couldn't take it and in all honesty, sitting here right in front of you, I am so afraid to never see you again." I said in all honesty, nearly choking on words because of the tears that are forming in my eyes.

She reached out for my hand and held them tightly. Sadness evident on her eyes.

"Maybe it's just not meant to be. Maybe we were both not ready to face the consequences of our actions and maybe there are people who are meant for us. I hope you'll find your happiness soon, Shin. You deserve the world."

Long handwritten note

Deep in your pocket

Words, how little they mean

When you're a little too late

The night went by so fast. Here I am sitting alone in my bedroom. Replaying the words she said to me earlier that night. With a heavy heart, I opened my drawer and saw the envelope that had aged with time. Its adhesive barely there.

Dear Shin,

I want to thank you for everything. Especially for the memories we were able to make even though what we had was short-lived. You became a safe haven for me and for that, I’ll always be grateful. You brought out the best, happiest and saddest version of myself. This connection is something I never thought the universe would let me have even for the tiniest fraction of the total number of days, months, years, or decades I have left in this lifetime. I really want to ask for your forgiveness. For the choices we made back then. I know it was wrong, but I still decided to spend a part of my life with you and when I made that choice, I felt genuine happiness, I felt contented and back then, when you wrapped me with your arms as we drifted to sleep, you really felt like home. You are my home. It's really funny because I knew where I stand and should've stayed there but you were like the ocean, as I kept walking, it was too late for me to realize that my lungs were already full of you and I was drowning in an ocean of dreams. I'm not here to make you choose. Despite of my feelings, I’ll always pray and have the best intentions for you. I hope you fulfill your dreams and be successful in life. You’ll always have a place in my heart. And if all of these was just a dream, know that you are the best dream I ever had. Take care of yourself. I'll be waiting for you at the train station on Sunday, 8 am."

Love,

Y/N

I held her letter tightly. Tears streaming down my face. Oh God, if only I could turn back time. Maybe our story would have a different ending.

What a sad beautiful tragic love affair

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notanotherreidgirl · 3 years

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Patience Is A Virtue

Summary: Reader lets Spencer, her TA, know how she feels after a whole semester of tension. Set before Spencer joins the BAU - super baby Spence

Pairing: Spencer x Fem!Reader

Warnings: 18+, language, kissing, teacher x student, exhibitionism, sexual content, oral sex (male receiving), light choking, masturbation

Word Count: 1k

A/N: Ok, so this is my first attempt writing fanfic so we’ll see how it goes. Maybe let me know how I can improve?!

He didn’t want her here. Well that wasn’t true but he didn’t understand why she came to office hours every week. Y/N was passing the class with flying colors - full scores on exams and papers. She never asked questions or made comments, just sat in the back of the room. Sometimes she would have her laptop open or a book and on some days like today he would have her full attention. He could feel her bright eyes follow him as he explained concepts to other students and it made his cheeks flush red and palms sweat. He liked her - a lot.

It was silly. She’s a student - a very pretty, very smart student - and he was her TA. There was no way that she would be interested in him of all people. Spencer Reid was the opposite of a ladies man, opting to spend his time working on his third PhD or playing chess rather than going to parties. He was too awkward, he talked too much, he never knew what to do with his hands. At some point, he began to gradually accept that romance was not in the cards for him. But there was something in the way she looked at him that made him doubt all that.

These were his last office hours of the semester - a last minute session before the final next week. As the final exam review came to a close and students filtered out of the classroom, Spencer sat back in his chair pressing his lips into a quick smile that served as a goodbye. Then it was just her unmoved from her spot in the back. Y/N propped her elbows up on her desk and laced her fingers together. When she spoke she rested her chin on her hands and leaned forward.

“Dr. Reid, can I tell you something?”

It wasn’t the first time he had heard her voice. He had listened to her making weekend plans in the hallways and talking to friends before class but this was the very first time she spoke to him directly. The first time she ever said anything meant just for him to hear.

“Y-Yes, of course”

She stood up and stalked towards the front of the room until she was standing right in front of his parted legs. She reclined back and leaned against his desk before continuing.

“You want me”.

To say he was taken aback by her frankness was an understatement but what was even worse was that she was right. Had he been that obvious? He started to stammer out a reply but then she pushed herself up on his desk and every word in every language he knew crumbled to dust. Her red and white sundress bunched up just enough to reveal the expanse of her thighs and she reached out to trail her shoe up his leg.

“Don’t worry, the feeling’s mutual”. If she continued with such brazen declarations, Spencer might have a heart attack. “I heard that this is your last semester teaching”.

He managed a nod. In less than a month he’d be heading to DC to join the BAU. He still hadn’t quite wrapped his mind around being an FBI agent.

She hummed in response and studied him with those unreadable eyes. “So you were going to leave without saying anything? Without making even one move?”

She ran her fingers up her legs to reveal white cotton panties trimmed with lace. Everything in Spencer was frozen but he knew that if he didn’t do anything now he would lose this chance forever so he reached forward only to be met with her shoe on his chest pushing him back into his chair.

“Nuh-uh, you made me wait the whole semester. It’s your turn now. Be patient”.

Her right hand drifted to her underwear as her other hand gripped his desk. She began to rub circles over her clit, a damp patch growing nearly instantaneously. Was this real? The most beautiful girl he had ever seen - the girl he had been dreaming of for months - touching herself just 2 feet away from him. He swore this was the hardest he’s ever been.

“Please Y/N”

She looked positively wicked as her fingers dipped below her waistband. “What makes you think you deserve it?”

“I’ll do anything - just, please-”

“Apologize to me”

“I’m so sorry” he whined.

Not good enough. She tilted her head slightly and raised her eyebrows, wordlessly commanding him to continue.

“Please, I didn’t mean to make you wait. I’m sorry. Let me make it up to you. Please Y/N, I want you so bad”.

In one move she was straddling him and grinding herself down onto his bulge. She grabbed fistfuls of his shirt for support and set a ruthless pace. Neither of them were far from their highs.

“I knew you wanted me Dr. Reid, but I didn’t know you were this desperate". Her hand drifted up to his neck and very gently squeezed. The pressure against his throat paired with the breathy moans accompanying her release and the steady pace of her hips pushed him over the edge. He would’ve felt embarrassed if not for her triumphant smile.

“Good job doc. Let me help you clean up your mess”. Without hesitation she dropped to her knees and freed him from the confines of his slacks. She took him into her mouth greedily, swallowing all the cum dripping down his cock and taking her time on his balls. She sat back on her heels for a brief moment to admire her handiwork before pressing a feather-light kiss to the tip of his cock causing it to twitch violently.

“Y/N…” Spencer didn’t have any words other than her name.

She stood and regarded him again with those indecipherable eyes, surprising him one more time with a slow and sweet kiss. The kind of kiss that lasts forever and steals all the breath from your lungs. Then she was gone, swinging her bag over her shoulder and leaving him absolutely ruined.

“Goodbye Dr. Reid”

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let-me-luve-you · 3 years

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Dr. Holland

Tom Holland x Sister

Summary: Tom’s big sister is the hardest working person he knows. He is extremely proud of her and he can’t stop himself from talking about her during an interview.

Warnings: Overworked, maybe some angst, loving siblings, mentions of doctor work

MASTERLIST

Tom sighed as he got a text from you saying that you were scheduled to work the one week he was home. Another message followed saying you only had to work three days instead of the normal five. You were an emergency room doctor and you worked a lot. Tom was proud of his older sister. She worked her but off through medical school to get where she was. Now she was working her butt off to get the position you really wanted, Pediatric Oncologist.

Tom had been filming Spider-Man in America when you were going through medical school. You would call him to keep you company while you were studying. And when time was on his side, he would quiz you. Tom never thought he was smart enough to become a doctor, but he knew enough to get by now.

It was early Wednesday morning when you pulled up at Tom’s house. You had gotten off work at 6am and stopped by your house to shower and change clothes. Tom had texted you last night that he had a few Zoom interviews this afternoon that would take a few hours of his time. Tom told you that you were free to sleep in his room after breakfast. But with only a few days with your brother, you decided you could sleep at night when they sleep.

You took the key Tom gave you for when you house sit and let yourself in. The house was quiet so you knew everyone was still asleep. You moved towards the kitchen. You sat your purse down and went straight to the coffee machine. Normally you would drink tea, but after a long night and soon to be long day, you needed all the help you could get to stay awake. While waiting on the coffee to be made, you took out all the pans and ingredients you would need to make breakfast. You decided to make breakfast burritos since those were your favorite and you didn’t get them often.

Halfway through cooking the sausage, bacon, and eggs, Tom walked in rubbing the sleep from his eyes, his hair flying every which way. He walked over to you and gave you a big hug. You smiled into his chest.

“Still short, I see.” Tom said with sleep lacing his voice.

“Still rude, I see.” You said back.

Tom squeezed you tighter, “I missed you.”

“Missed you to bubs.” You pulled back and watched him walk towards the coffee pot. You gave a small laugh and turned back to what was at hand.

“How’s the hospital been?” He asked as he sat on the counter next to the stove so he could see your face while he talked to you.

“It’s been good. Being in the ER means inconsistent hours and long shifts. Dr. Hamilton is planning on retiring in the next few months and he's told them my name as a replacement. Hopefully that works out so I can finally be a Pediatric Oncologist.” You said.

“I know you’ll get it and you'll be the best at your job.” Tom said matter of fact.

“Thanks. I hope I get it. If not, I may have to switch hospitals. I don’t think I can stay in the ER. I had night shifts this week. Day shifts last week. I went from day to night on Sunday. I had six hours off to rest since they made me work this weekend. They messed up the schedule but if I asked for Sunday night off, they were going to make me work the rest of the week.” You said taking all the food you just made to the island. Tom followed you and sat at the counter. You started fixing his burrito.

“I can make my own you know?” He said with a laugh. “But honestly. Stick it out. No one is more deserving of that position than you. You care for the kids and you know exactly what you are doing. Everything will work out. I’m so proud of you. Don’t know if I tell you that enough, but I am.”

“Thanks Tom.” You smiled at him. After making your burritos, you continued to talk about everything in your lives. He caught you up on the movies he was doing. He explained what the interviews were for. You just stared at him in awe as you saw the passionate look in his eyes when talking about acting.

A few hours after breakfast, you went to sit with Tom in his office. You laid out on the couch joking with him before his interview. Tom’s phone rang and he saw that it was his manager so he answered. Ten minutes later when he hung up he looked at you asleep on the couch. He stood up and grabbed the blanket and laid it across you. He knew that you would be out the whole time he did interviews as long as he didn’t make any sudden sounds. Tom was grateful the call through his computer rang through his AirPods. That sound would have woken you up and he knows you need sleep. Tom clicked the green answer button and was met with a smiling reporter.

“Hello Tom. How are you today?” The reporter asked.

“I’m doing great. How about yourself?” Tom asked back. Talking quieter than he normally would for something like this. His eyes drifted up to you to see if you moved and he didn’t even see you flinch.

“I’m doing great. Thank you for asking. So my name is Gerald. I’m with Buzzfeed. And I wanted to start this interview off asking what you’ve been up to these last few months.”

“Well, I’ve been in Germany working on a movie. Can’t go into detail just yet about it, but news will be dropping soon.” Tom checked one more time on you before he moved his full attention onto Gerald. “Sorry if I’m talking quieter than usual. My sister is asleep on my office couch. She’s been working like crazy lately so I didn’t have the heart to wake her.”

“Your volume is perfectly fine. If you don’t mind me asking, what does your sister do? We know about your other brothers since they are more involved in your line of work. They even travel with you. But we don’t really know a lot about your sister.” Gerald asked.

“My sister is amazing. Her name is Y/N. She’s a few years older than me. She is currently a doctor at one of the hospitals here in London. She’s been an emergency doctor but she is working towards becoming a Pediatric Oncologist.”

“That sounds fancy. What is that?” He asked.

“It’s a doctor that treats children with cancer. Y/N has worked so hard to get to that point. She’s so caring and loving and knows so much that I think she would be the perfect fit in any hospital in that position.”

“You sound proud of her.” Gerald said, pointing out the fact.

“I’m incredibly proud of her. She is just so amazing at everything but I was in the front row watching her work to this point. I wasn’t ever great at school and she was always working for those perfect grades. She would let me study with her so she could help when I needed it. I was her first call when she was accepted into med school. I remember crying when she told me that because I knew the work she had put in during undergrad to get there.” Tom said as he looked up at you. You were still sleeping soundly and Tom smiled at that.

“When I was filming Spider-Man: Homecoming, she would call me. It would be six or seven o’clock at night where I was and so I knew it was around midnight her time. She just wanted my company while she studied. She was so used to us working together she needed me there to help concentrate. She would email me her note cards and I would spend hours quizzing her. We were close before that, but we were almost inseparable after that. She’s my big sister and I love her and I’m so, so proud of her.”

“It sounds like it. It’s refreshing hearing you say such great things about your sister. I bet the whole family is proud of the both of you.” Gerald added.

“I know we are all proud of Y/N. For me, I know my family is proud, but what I do doesn’t even come close to what she does. After not seeing her for months due to COVID, any good I do, will never compare to the good she does.” Tom said thinking of those awful months you refused to see your family so you didn’t put them at risk.

“Well, tell her we appreciate the work she does. We would love to meet her sometime. You should bring her around a set or press tour sometime.”

Tom laughed. “I’ll have to try. She always turns me down though. Maybe if I film in London. But she does always make it to my premieres. Thankfully we almost always have one here in London, so it’s easier for her, but she’s made the trip to LA a couple of times.”

“Can’t wait to meet her one day.” Tom smiled at Gerald. “So you said you’ve been in Germany…”

Gerald continued with his interview. Once he was finished with that one he went right into the next. He spent three hours doing interviews and you never woke up once. He was grateful you were getting rest. When the final interview ended, Tom went over to you and gently picked you up. You stirred in his arms.

“Tom?” You said tiredly and confused. “Where are you taking me?”

“My room. You need more sleep and I need a nap. We can go out for dinner afterwards.” He said as he sat you on his bed. He walked to the other side.

“Okay.” You said rolling over towards him. “I love you bubs.” You whispered. Tom wrapped you in his arms and kissed you on the head.

“Love you too y/n/n.” He whispered back before you both fell asleep.

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corpsedaydream · 3 years

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HONEY

corpse husband x reader

yes i had to title a fic this

yes i had to put the title in all caps

ps sorry it’s been a little while since i shared some writing

hope u enjoy this, happy reading! lmk what u think pls

word count: 2289

honey

Corpse emerged from his computer room, spotting you on the couch and he felt concern immediately. You had your bottom lip between your teeth and you were chewing down on it quite hard, because you were so anxiously focused on your phone. You hadn’t even noticed him enter the room, but he knew that was because your mind was so distracted. He took in a deep breath before speaking. “What are you looking at?” He questioned you, but he was certain he already knew the answer.

You jumped when you heard his voice, so concentrated on what was displayed on the screen you held in your hands, your phone also slipped from your grasp and fell to the floor with a clatter. “What?” You asked as your eyes snapped up to his and finally, your teeth freed your bottom lip.

“I asked what you were looking at. On your phone.”

“Oh.” You had completely missed his question, your mind was elsewhere, but he already knew that. “Just tik tok.” You lied, because you knew what he would say if he really knew.

But he already did know. “Really?” How could he not know when Corpse had been witness to how nervous you had been the past couple of weeks, and it had increased especially this weekend.

A silence fell as he continued to hold your eye contact, challenging how far you’d hide the truth from him, but there was no point, he knew better.

“No.” You whined out the word. And had Corpse not been looking right at you, he wouldn’t have caught the slight quiver to your lip right before you brought your hands up to cover your face and bent over in your seated position to be curled in on yourself. But he was looking right at you, and he had caught that slight quiver.

“Baby, please, you don’t have to cry.” Quickly he was in front of you, crouching down in front of you and placing himself between your legs. He’d seen you go through many of these mini breakdowns lately, and it created an ache in his heart every time. “Hey,” A gentle grip became present around your wrists in order to be able to pry your hands from your face. And just as he had anticipated, tears had bubbled in your eyes and a few had snuck out and dropped down your cheeks. He let go of your wrists then and cupped your cheeks, running his thumbs under your eyes to rub away your tears. “It’s going to be okay.”

“But what if it’s not?” You were waiting on your final grades of the year and to say you were stressed about it would be an understatement. You were normally a lot more confident in your studies, but over the past few months, life had really seem to throw some hefty curveballs at you and you knew your final assignments had suffered. You were hoping for a positive outcome but you were expecting the negative. Corpse had enough of watching you worry over FaceTime and so he invited you to spend the weekend with him, hoping that the act would help in distracting you from the anxiety you were so obviously experiencing. It was now Monday and the final grades were supposed to be available today. You had awoken bright and early to find out yours seeing as though the time you had been originally given was 8:00am. But the site had been down for the past seven hours.

“It will be. You know you’re smart, I know you’re smart. You will pass.” Corpse tried to reassure you, he’d been doing this a lot the past couple of days, but he didn’t mind, he’d do it as many times as it took to get you not to doubt yourself. “Look at me.” And finally, you lifted your eyes from the ground, finding your boyfriend looking back at you. “You’re going to pass, you’ve got this.”

You so badly wanted to believe him, but you were so positive that you had fucked up and you were going to fail and have to repeat all the classes you’d just taken. You let out a loud sigh and flopped yourself back against the couch. At the movement, you’d pulled back from Corpse’s touch and his hands had fallen to your thighs, but he stayed put in his place in front of you, wanting you to know he was there for you.

“Can you pass me my phone?”

“Why?”

“I want to see if it’s working yet.”

“No.”

“What?”

“No.”

“Why?”

“Because, (Y/N), you’ve been refreshing that fucking thing every minute, you need a break.” He hated the torture this was giving you. Your bottom lip had become slightly swollen and a bright red due to how much you’d been biting it out of nerves. Your fingernails had all been bitten off, something you only did when you were extremely on edge, and the sides of your cuticles had begun bleeding last night because you’d been picking at them as a way to distract yourself. Corpse had to grab a hold of your hands and keep them hostage in his own to make you stop doing it. He knew you hadn’t had a good nights sleep while staying with him, he felt you tossing and turning in his arms. You had barely eaten a thing since you got to his place, he was worried sick about you.

When you remained silent, he spoke up again and tried something he hoped would make you feel better. “Honey,”

And instantly you perked up, it was a pet name you didn’t hear all that often, so it caught your attention, in fact, it was one that you normally said to Corpse, a habit he had picked up off you and god did it sound a whole lot better coming from his lips. A tiny smile graced your face. “Don’t do that to me.”

“Why not, honey?” He dragged the word a little longer that time and his hands gripped your thighs, mirroring your smile as he noticed the tears in your eyes begin to subside, happy you were at least not crying any longer.

You swore you could feel your heart melt in your chest. “Stop it.” Playfully, you reached out to shove his shoulder, but Corpse didn’t budge.

Instead, his hands tightened on your thighs again and your eyebrow quirked up, wondering what he was going to do. And before you had a chance to ask him, he pulled you forward slightly before twisting you and his hands switched from your legs to grab at your sides as he came up himself to playfully tackle you into the couch. Once you were pinned beneath him, he began kissing you over and over again all over your face. “Corpse!” You giggled at the sudden movement and your laughter became louder with each quick kiss he left on your face. You had your hands braced against his chest, but he only laid down on top of you to trap them there.

He wasn’t planning on stopping anytime soon, words of reassurance weren’t making the cut to make you feel any better right now. And so now that he could hear your laughter boom out loud from the lovingly playful act, he wanted to keep this happiness in you present.

Once he was sure not one single spot of your face had been left un-kissed, he began to slow his actions and he lifted his head to look down at you. Your eyes now twinkled with joy and not tears and your lips pulled into a smile instead of a pout. He was so relieved to see that change.

“Thank you.” You whispered, and Corpse only shook his head in response. You were thanking him for making you feel better and he knew that, but he believed there wasn’t any need to do so. Your hands were freed from where they were confined between your chests and you wrapped them around his neck, pulling his face down to yours once again for another kiss, but one where you could kiss him back. Your lips meshed so easily with his as his weight became fully present on you again in the most comforting way. One of his hands crept under your shirt to touch your bare skin and his other moved to grip onto one of your thighs, you felt goosebumps raise beneath his fingertips. Your hands tangled into his hair and the kiss became more fervent.

He really was the most perfect distraction.

You lost track of how much time had passed, but the sun was setting now and you were still laid with your lover on the couch. Discarded clothes were bundled on the floor and now you were resting on top of him with a blanket over the top of the both you. Your face was nestled into his neck, your desire to be surrounded by him had been met in a multitude of ways, oh how much you loved this beautiful soul who held you so securely in his arms.

The two of you had fallen into a silence, Corpse had his eyes closed but he wasn’t asleep, he was concentrated on the feeling of your eyelashes brushing against his neck each time you blinked or moved your vision. But now, the eyelash flutters were becoming more frequent, you weren’t breathing as deep and slow as you were before and you had started to pick at your nails as your hand rested on his chest.

He brought one of his larger hands up to capture around your two, stopping you from the nervous habit. “Thinking about it again?” His deep voice broke the silence.

“Yeah.”

Corpse let out a long sigh before his eyes opened and he turned his head, spotting your phone which was still on the floor from when you’d dropped it earlier. He knew you must’ve wanted to desperately check again. “Stop picking at your nails or they’ll just get sorer.” He told you before he let go of them so he could stretch his arm out to grab a hold of your phone and bring it to you. “Hopefully it’s working now.”

You lifted yourself slightly to rest on one of your arms while your other grabbed the phone from Corpse. “I hope so.” You spoke quietly. Corpse watched you as you unlocked your phone and the screen lit up your face and he noticed you - just like you had earlier - catch your bottom lip between your teeth so you could chew on it nervously. He wouldn’t stop you from doing that one, as tempted as he had been because he didn’t want you to also cause pain to your own lip. Your eyebrows were furrowed in worry as you tapped away on the device, dreading the outcome as you went back to that website to try and find out your final grades. “Come on,” You groaned, of course it was taking longer then normal to load up.

The man laid beneath you could feel the anxiety radiating off of you, he was anxious for you, too. He was positive you would have passed everything, he didn’t doubt your intelligence but he had been there to listen every time you told him you just couldn’t concentrate on your assignments and exams properly with everything else that had been going on lately. However, you still had managed to get everything done.

“Oh my god.” You sucked in a breath as it began to load and so did Corpse. He tightened his arms around you and kept his vision trained on your face, looking for any clue in your expression of the outcome that was displayed on your screen. Panic began to fill him when he saw the threat of tears well up in your eyes and before he had a chance to say anything you spoke again. “I passed everything.” You said it so quick and quiet that, had he not been paying full attention to you, he might’ve missed it.

“You passed?”

“Yeah.” You released a sigh of relief and the panic that had briefly began to appear in Corpse quickly left as he realised the wetness in your eyes was out of relief and not disappointment.

“Fuck yeah, baby!” And suddenly you were being lifted into the air by Corpse’s arms and legs.

“Corpse!” You laughed again and when he brought you back down to lay a top him, he once again began peppering kisses all over your face. Except this time, they were not to distract you, but to celebrate and show how happy and proud he was of you.

“Stop!” But contrasting the word, you continued to giggle.

“Fuck no,” He murmured with yet another kiss dotted on your skin. “I’m so proud of you, (Y/N).”

You began to blush then and you dipped your head down to rest it in the crook of his neck. “Thank you.”

“You don’t have-”

“No, wait, thank you for more than just saying that,” you quickly cut your boyfriend off, “thank you for being there for me, I know I wasn’t being myself and was just an all round nightmare to deal with these past few days.”

“Are you not usually a nightmare?” He teased you.

“Hey!” You poked at his side and he laughed.

“You know I’m kidding.”

“I know. But I do really appreciate it and you, you know?” You nuzzled your nose against a dip in his neck and he pulled you in tight.

“I know, I do, too, honey.” There it was again, that pet name and once more, he had dragged it out.

“Call me that again.”

“Honey.”

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obeymeluv · 4 years

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You Steal the Boys’ Clothes

Something I’ve been thinking of for a while.

Lucifer

It was rare the eldest was without his cape, as everything seemed to be a formal event and he must be dressed to impress. Being dressed to impress, however, means being clean so he gets it cleaned from time to time

Lucifer is a very organized, practical man. Constantly towing the line of obsessive for the sake of orderliness.

He knows where his cape should be, and that it’s not there

With a demon’s-only screech that warns Mammon to stretch his calves and run, Lucifer hunts down the three most likely suspects to interrogate them (Mammon, Satan, and Belphegor).

He tries to get a two-for-one by dragging Mammon into the study where Satan sits smugly with a book (because he knows he didn’t do it but MAN is he enjoying this!)

Imagine surprising not one, but THREE demons when you come shuffling down the hall with a Lucifer’s cape wrapped around you like a blanket.

It whispers and it drags and it absolutely DROWNS you.

Very charming. Ethereal, almost like some sort of wedding wear

Lucifer would’ve never imagined you’d be the culprit, and now his poor brain is trying to save and process the idea of you looking so sleepy-happy in his clothes

And the ex-angel falls all over again.

He catches the little cheek nuzzle and way you bunch it around your body, a foot poking out not to get tangled

Satan and Mammon will probably die laughing instead of at his hands, but Lucifer could really care less

Lucifer idly wonders where you’d curled up that he totally missed you, and escorts you gently but red-faced to your room

Satan and Mammon tag along, and when they see Lucifer come out with his cape they can only deduce he put you to bed.

Mammon

With no homework to do and some money in the bank, Mammon was ready to spend the weekend tearing up the town with you!

He was fresh out of the shower and mostly dressed, searching feverishly for his beloved white and brown jacket

Mammon wasn’t the cleanest person by nature (hello, money hoarder and collector of interesting/valuable things) so he tidied up as he went

As he started to suspect one of his little brothers was holding the jacket for ransom, he sent out a group text asking about it

There were several typical smart-ass responses (Lucifer, Asmo, and Satan) and he was in the middle of a snark fight when you showed up at his door somewhere between bashful and chill

In HIS jacket

Mammon’s brain shuts down.

HIS baby in HIS jacket? HELL YEAH! OH GOD, IT’S TOO PERFECT!

FIEND, TAKING HIS HEART!

“It’s kind of a human thing,” you explain. “There is a one-jacket fee among couples. Usually it’s a hoodie.” you tease, reluctant to shrug it off, “But this seems to be your only jacket so I guess I could give it back.”

It’s very subtle, but he’s worn that jacket for centuries and no amount of detergent can disguise the scent that makes his heart skip a beat

Something about the smell of your skin and a hint of his has him purring

You hold the jacket out to him. Mammon wraps his fingers around it and swings it around until he’s holding it over one shoulder

The yellow takes over in his eyes a little more. Gets a little brighter and intense.

“You want to take anything else off?” he husks playfully

Your day out turns into staying in and Mammon is happy to trade his jacket for a shirt you can sleep in (like, forever. It’s fine. Whatever, dummy.)

Leviathan

It was actually really hard to steal Levi’s clothes because he lived in his hoodie and turtleneck. His RAD uniform was really just for show and that wasn’t what you were looking for, anyways. You didn’t want to chill in uniform.

He was very particular about his merch because certain shirts were collector’s items and he didn’t like people messing with his folding patterns

You went to Asmo with your dilemma and he found it absolutely ADORABLE. It was almost enough to make him jealous, really

Somehow (Asmo being Asmo?), the fifth- born was able to swipe one of the green button-ups Levi wore under his RAD uniform

His first thought was to alter the garment to make it fit you (matching outfits? YES!) but Levi would probably kill him. His big bro hated shopping for clothes unless he HAD to have them.

Asmo gets the bright idea to magically/temporarily alter the fabric to fit you. Maybe Levi will like it so much he’ll just give you a shirt! 💖 (Or get some fucking outside time and go buy more shirts!)

Levi catches his own scent somewhere outside of the door and his brain goes off. He hits the pause button at lightning speed.

No one else smells like him! They haven’t shared bath products in centuries! He already finished his laundry so what’s happening?!

His first thought is: Mammon broke into my room while I was in the bathroom and stole something to pawn!

Levi doesn’t even think to take inventory of his stuff, barging out of his room to hunt down his big brother

He’s yelling and whining before he even sees him. Then he sees you. In his shirt.

All the angry words die in his throat as the absolute mortification and adoration sets his face on fire

SO KAWAII! It basically makes up for your normie-ness.

Levi’s stuck standing there, blushing his head off and unable to say anything as his fists shake with joy and nervousness

He gets a nosebleed. One of his brothers are laughing at him.

You guide him back to his room to take care of him, Levi lets you and becomes very fascinated with the idea of you in his clothes .Lots of petting and figuring out you look DOUBLY MEGA CUTE when the magic wears off and you’re just in a pool of fabric.

He’s totally down for matching clothes and definitely lets you keep the one you’re wearing.

Satan

His wardrobe is very...interesting...to say the least

Colors and personal combinations aside, Satan actually has a very smart wardrobe. Lots of basics and easy layers.

You can’t steal his signature green sweater or the blazer he seems to live in, so you settle for an emerald knit sweater that has a bit of a v-neck/university feel to it

It takes Satan a while to notice, as he’s buried in a book. You two tend to gravitate towards each other and just enjoy a cozy, companionable silence

He’s just finished a book and is debating cracking open one from the stack to his left when the color catches his eye

The smooth, sly comment dies on his lips when he realizes he likes the damn thing because IT’S HIS

You look very cozy and warm. It’s a very ‘cuddle me’ kind of look.

Perhaps you could warm his lap? Or give his poor hands a rest under the hem?

Very cheeky and clever. Grabs you by the sleeve of it just to ‘answer his curiosity about whether it matched his nails’.

Does he have a cute university student kink? If he didn’t, he does now?

There’s a 50-50 chance of you guys having sex.

Will definitely want to hold you and cuddle you close, petting the fabric and whispering compliments into it.

If you don’t already have a business/academic attire, Satan will definitely suggest a few pieces because YES. This is a thing he loves and it DOES things to him.

Asmodeus

He’s the type to let you think you stole something

Probably stages what he wants you to steal just so you take it

Honestly, I could just see him dumping some of his clothes on you because you’re dating now and this is a cute thing he read about!

It’s super likely he’s into couple outfits or coordinating outfits, so he’s either spent time in his closet pre-planning or asked you to try on a million things just because

This cutie pie purposely orders THE BIGGEST thing he can find so you can both fit in it at the same time

Asmo loves you to pieces no matter what, but seeing you in his clothes makes him squeal and hit a note Mammon has threatened to murder him over

Ever dramatic, this is like, THE BEST THING EVER

A MILLION Devilgram posts about it (safe ones, of course)

Do you guys spark a couple’s trend and spade of lover’s stealing each other’s clothes to snap a victory pic? Maybe

Probably fake faints at the sheer glory of you in HIS bomb ass clothes. Definitely fans himself

Spoils you rotten with compliments

This man is weak. “Gorgeous! Smother me.” as he falls back on the bed and gestures to his face

He won’t turn down the idea of sexy times (depends on your libido, comfort, etc.) but sometimes he makes raunchy jokes just to be funny. Smothering could also mean using him like a body pillow (which he’s totally okay with).

You get max cuddles and WILL be the envy of Devilgram

Beelzebub

Beel felt a little guilty for leaving you at the House of Lamentation with his brothers

You guys were supposed to hang out after school but there was an emergency practice. The coach always got pre-game jitters and demanded a few last runs. He showered and ran back to the House, hoping you still had time for him.

He tiptoed quietly into his shared room, unsurprised to find you waiting there for him. You’d been caught in Belphie’s sleepy little aura by the looks of it,

Beelzebub couldn’t help the grin or little hum that made it past his lips. Your eyes were open but he didn’t know if you actually saw him. You looked super cute in his humongous bed though

You were getting sleepier and sleepier, your eyelids getting heavier and heavier. Beel pulled the sheets over you and gentle untangled the arm you managed to latch on to

Maybe waking up to a bit of food would make up for everything! Beel toiled away in the kitchen, making a cute little snack tray for the two of you.

In reality, it could probably feed at least twenty, and he ate at least half of what he prepped.

Beel returned to the room with what he considered a decent amount (scraps, kind of, but enough variety! He tried! It’s the thought that counts!) and was surprised to see his sheets all tangled and half-kicked from the bed

You were wearing his jacket now, passed out and turned into the furry lining that usually went across his shoulders and neck

DId you sleep walk? He was trying to understand how you’d gotten into his jacket

Beel realized it was the first time you’d been in his clothes and it was enough to make his heart melt

Super huge on you, obviously (extra fabric everywhere), but so cute! He could basically swaddle you in his jacket

“They’re a restless sleeper,” Belphie yawned. “I thought it would help them calm down.”

It used to work on Belphie, so Beel could see why he resorted to it

Beel offered his twin some food, sitting carefully on your other side.

He shifted some of the parka fur away from your face, trying to fix your hair and nudge your chin up so your nose wasn’t buried in anything. He stroked your cheek a little, mesmerized by the sight of you and how you felt.

Belphie declined, muttering something about, ‘Stop looking like that and eat your food! Gross!’ before Beel settled for patting your head one last time and eating quietly

Belphegor

He’s another one that’s hard to steal from

You’d think it’d be easy since he sleeps all the time, but Belphie really only wears 10% of the clothes he buys

Yes, he’s a pajama snob and has all things comfy and cozy, but hardly any of them smell like him because he falls asleep anywhere with little issue (no special clothes required!)

You thought about stealing his blue cardigan with the pocket, but he’s always sleeping in it!

Belphie picks up on your train of thought, and the frustration, because you fall asleep thinking about it. Dreaming about coyly stealing his cardigan and being all cute and snuggly in bed

It’s enough to wake him up, shuffle to you, and break your sleep. He flops down on your bed with his cardigan unbuttoned and says ‘climb on’ while patting his chest

You’re obviously sleepy and confused and he loves it. Belphie slides you onto his chest and wraps his arms around you, resting bits of the fabric on your back as you settle into him

It’s not the same but it’s close enough

Would you be offended if he got you cow pajamas so he could snuggle you like his favorite pillow? He falls asleep wondering about the answer

He wakes up to see that Beel has covered the two of you with his favorite blanket.

You in his blanket? Against him? Slowly smelling of him and his clothes? It’s the best thing to fall asleep to.

Makes a joke out of your clothes-stealing quest by stripping one of his pillowcases off and putting you in it like a little sack. You have to stay on his bed now because you’re his pillow and all pillows stay on the bed.

“What? You wanted to smell like me! It’s something I use!“ Belphie defends as you wonder whether or not you like this human pillow thing while he snuggles you.

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I have a quote prompt it is “if the world ended tonight I would be glad your by my side” .

As Remus sat on the astronomy tower, the pleasant summer evening slowly turning into night, he wondered how long he could get away with sitting there before anybody found him or noted him missing.

It had been the full moon the previous night. His last one at Hogwarts. In four days the train would pull into kings cross station like it did at the end of every year. Except, this time, Remus wouldn’t be catching it again the following September.

He stayed sat against the wall, hugging his knees as the final dregs of daylight faded away and were replaced by darkness. The moon was clearly visible and reflected its pearly image into the black lake. Remus smiled slightly. How strange it was that something so beautiful could do such terrible things.

“There you are.”

Remus snapped out of his daydream and turned his head. Sirius was standing there in what appeared to be his pyjama t-shirt and school trousers, as though he had been half way through getting ready for bed and then changed his mind.

Sirius smiled and sat down next to him. “What’re you doing up here?”

“Thinking.”

“About?”

“About how I was quite enjoying the peace and quiet before you showed up.”

Sirius laughed and gently nudged their shoulders together. “Very funny. Feeling sentimental yet?”

Remus sighed and ran a hand through his hair. “A little. I don’t think I’m ready for the real world yet.” It was so truthful that it scared him a little bit. “I think Hogwarts has given me a very deluded view of how easy it’ll be for people like me.”

“People like you?” Sirius questioned. “What? Smart? Top of the class? Passionate? Give me a hint.”

Remus sighed and looked at Sirius’ profile, his skin slightly illuminated by the moonlight. “None of that will matter to anybody as soon as they find out I’m a werewolf.”

“Do you know what I think, Moony?”

“I have a feeling you’re going to tell me anyway.”

Sirius smirked slightly. “I think you spend so much time belittling yourself that you fail to see that not everybody in the world will judge you for that. Case and point, moi.” He clutched a hand to his chest for emphasis.

“Potential employers will. I just... I wanted to have it all figured out by now, I wanted a plan.”

“If you could do anything, imagining there wasn’t a war on, what would you do?”

“Imagining I wasn’t a werewolf, too?”

“Remus,” Sirius said, sadly.

“No, don’t pretend it isn’t an issue. If I could do anything... I’d teach. Here. And that’s never going to happen because nobody will want me anywhere near their children so... yeah. I’ll join Dumbledore’s order and I’ll fight in a war and if it’s ever over, then I’ll be left with nothing.”

“For the record, you would be an excellent teacher. And don’t say that. When the war is over, you won’t have nothing. You’ll have me for a start.

Remus sighed. “Living with me can’t be your life plan, surly.”

“What do you mean?”

“Well... James is moving in with Lily, isn’t he? One day you’ll find your Lily too.”

“You say that like you won’t.”

“Sirius,” Remus said, his voice laced with the faintest traces of frustration. “Dating means telling them what I am. I can’t conceal it from someone, that isn’t fair.”

“Merlin, Moony, how many times? You are more than that stupid affliction. You’re smart and you’re funny and you’re caring and you... fuck, Remus, you’re one of the best people I know. Not everyone will care about the werewolf thing, I don’t, do I?”

Remus hugged his knees a little closer and rested his chin on them. “You’re sure you want to live with me?”

Sirius turned his head, studying Remus before looking back up at the stars and huffing. “Did you listen to a single thing I just said? I want you by my side, Remus.”

Remus nodded slowly, glancing at Sirius. “Sorry for being all... pessimistic. It just— leaving Hogwarts, fighting in a war. It just feels like the end of the world, you know?”

Sirius shrugged. “The world is always ending. And if it did, if the world ended tonight, I’d be glad you’re by my side. Got it? You’re not this... unemployable unloveable person, Remus. You’re you. So just... don’t forget that.”

Remus didn’t quite understand what Sirius had meant but he smiled and pointed up at the night sky. “That’s you,” he said.

Sirius looked to where his finger was pointing. “How’re you always so good at finding that star, huh?”

“The only reason I took OWL level astronomy was so I could perfect that talent. There was a question about Sirius in my astronomy paper, did I tell you?”

“No?”

Remus chuckled slightly. “Sirius is the brightest star in what, was the question. I put quidditch for a laugh.”

Sirius rotated himself so he was sat facing Remus’ profile, Remus turned to face him too. “You didn’t.”

“Hand on heart,” Remus said, placing his hand on the left of his chest for emphasis, “it was one of two marks i dropped on that whole paper. Professor Merak confronted me about it, said it was funny but exams were no laughing matter. Got an O anyway.”

“I guess now would be a good time to tell you about my defence against the dark arts NEWT exam...”

“Oh no, what?”

“You know the question about how werewolf attributes were different to normal wolves?”

“I don’t like where this is going.”

“I put that they were cuter.”

Remus shoved his shoulder. “I would lecture you about that but given what I just told you... I probably shouldn’t. Also, cute?”

Sirius bit his lip slightly and broke eye contact. “Yeah... well. You’re quite cute.”

“Cute like adorable or cute like good looking?” he teased, regretting the question the moment it was out of his mouth.

Sirius shrugged. “Why not both?”

“Sirius...”

Sirius clearly thought for a moment before announcing “Fuck it.” He turned his head to look at Remus slightly.

“Look, we’re leaving Hogwarts this weekend and you’re right, the real world is going to be terrible. There’s a war and I’m trying to stay positive about it but it’s really hard. Do you want to know why I asked if you wanted to get a flat with me?”

“Because I have no money?”

“No,” Sirius laughed. “Because I meant what I said earlier. You’re right, it’ll feel like the world as we know it is ending but the one thing I think could make it bearable is having you by my side so... do with that what you will. I just thought you should know before we left.”

“Know what?”

“That—” Sirius stopped and laughed nervously. “Haven’t said it out loud before,” he muttered. “That i’m in love with you, Moony. I have been for a while. Even if you don’t feel the same, there’s your proof, I guess, that there are people in this world capable of loving you and if you don’t want me to be that person for you then—”

Remus had to stop him talking and so he took his face in his hands and kissed him, hard. Sirius did nothing for a moment before tugging at the front of Remus’ robes and trying to pull him closer. When they broke away for air, Sirius had a grin plastered on his face.

“Sorry for dropping the L word on you like that,” Sirius mumbled.

“I love you, too.”

Sirius looked at him with another smile, this one brighter than the star named after him or the moon or even the sun. “You do?”

“Yes. For a long time.”

“Shit. I should’ve said sooner...”

Remus smiled and rested his head on Sirius’ shoulder, Sirius quickly wrapping an arm around him. “Oh, Padfoot?”

“Yeah?”

“If the world ended tonight I’d want you by my side, too.”

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