#i was waiting for my boyfriend to come home so we could share the pain
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GATÚBELA
ellie williams x reader
『••✎••』 in which you go to a party to forget about your cheating ex, who would’ve thought you’d find yourself falling in love at some reggaeton function. | WC: 9.3K
🫧 THIS IS A SERIES | FOR ALL PARTS GO HERE
🫧 SERIES MASTERLIST | CH.2 HERE
🫧 with all the talk in the fandom of inclusivity and needing a plot, my ass was busy whippin up exactly that! 💋 i hope you babies enjoy genuinely since this is my first series!
🫧 karol g and baby miko is 2846% of my playlist tbh
🫧 description: MODERN AU! FUNCTION BEHAVIOR, SUGGESTIVE CONTENT ONLY! latina!reader, detailed description of reader having tan/tawny brown skin!, bff!dina, mentions of drinking and smoking, mentions of toxic relationship, mentions of reader being cheated on, READER IS NOT IDENTIFIED WITH HER SEXUALITY (SHE HIGHKEY KNOW SHE GAY THO SHE NOT DUMB), mentions twerking/yiking (lol when i said function behavior i meant it)!, cocky masculine!ellie, mention of y/n once (___), use of nick name (mama), kissing!
CHAPTER ONE
“fuck him girl, what you need is a good drink and a good dance”
your dearest bestfriend Dina says, passing you the ‘Dutch’ you rolled.
the ‘him’ in question was your now ex-boyfriend. you had walked into his home 2 nights ago.
at first, you found him on his bed, he already seemed startled to begin with which was a dead-giveaway already then the girl walking out of his restroom in your towel was enough to have you walking through that front door.
you couldn’t lie and say getting cheated on didn’t hurt. it just didn’t hurt in the way you thought it would. if anything, you had felt an undertone of overwhelming relief even with that pang of pain.
“so are we outside? or are we outside?” your bestfriend asks, actually giving you no option as she is already looking through your closet.
“how could i ever tell you no” you spoke out through the exhalation of your smoke before handing her the blunt.
“girl, we are walking farther than our waiting spot!” your half-way tipsy-self giggles out, grabbing Dina as you both lean on the staircase outside of Dina’s apartment building.
the sounds of heels clacking on the concrete through the shared tipsy giggles you both shared as the both of you begin to feel the shots of Don Julio and Fireball Dina offered as a pregame.
“uber comes in 6” Dina says, before putting her phone away inside her big black fur coat that temporarily covered her matching black two-peice.
it was a corset top that hugged her breasts perfectly with the matching flared leggings that had cut-outs on her thick hips, finishing it off with white heels.
“enough time for a smoke” you smirk out which Dina returned before beginning to dig in your mini white purse.
you were wearing a skin-tight halter white dress sparkled with light gold gems that brought out the natural bronze of your skin, hugging all your curves perfectly, exposing your tattoos that sprinkled around your arms, and your thick gold hoops that had ‘CHULA’ written through.
once you had what was left of the blunt from earlier in between your lips, you began to pull out your light from in your long dark-brown leather coat that was complimeted by your dark brown heeled-boots.
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flashing lights of green, red, and blue fading into each other through each flash as you both make your way through the house-party; music from the loud speakers ringing through the both of your ears.
the body heat from all the dancing sweaty bodies engulfing the blaring atmosphere as you pushed through different to people to find your way to the drink station.
“what can i get you ladies, tonight” the server says, mixer in his hand as he was mid-way of making this woman’s mojito.
Dina, of course using all her little flirtatious tricks to rouse free drinks out of him.
you both walk away with accomplished smiles, your pure lime Daiquiri in hand and cherry Mojito in Dina’s.
Dina was also able to convince the server to take care both of your coats, everything that was in your coats now being in your purse’s. he hung your jackets on these hooks right next to where the kitchen begins and home-bar ends.
“may we get swept off our feet by a hot duo!” Dina cheers out, putting her glass in the air.
“amen sista’!” you clink your glasses together before walking off into the sweaty-crowded dance floor.
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the loud speaker boomed the slight beats, immediately feeling each of the beats go through your body as you feel yourself get hyped to one of your favorite songs begin to play; knowing the drop is gonna come.
it felt like it was destined as you hit the dance floor. immediately grabbing Dina’s hand where she knew exactly what her dance-crazed friend was gonna do with the little liquor in her system; aka you.
you felt the need to make it to the middle of the dance floor before song actually began.
you heard the lyrics engulfing your ear, the drank being the only thing to influence you and your body right now.
Dina automatically taking your free hand, putting it up in the air as your bodies began to whine together to the beat.
both your hips matching each beat smoothly as y’all began to pull people’s attention from around the room.
“estaba loca por casarte, haćertelo rico yo! ojalá puedà quedarte” you and dina began to sing, your bodies beginning to gyrate swiftly towards each other; completely lost in the atmosphere, liquor, and music.
the upbeat rhythm of the reggaeton beat boomed only making your sexy rhythm on Dina faster.
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Ellie wasn’t much for the party scene, she liked the occasional harmless flirting and eye candy to be as a entertainment for her as she smoked her way through the party, only taking a couple shots with Jesse.
Jesse had a friend, Gustavo. he was going to be dj-ing at some house party tonight and when it came down to Jesse, no was not an option to Ellie.
anyways, thats how Ellie ended up in the humid party, standing where she was now; watching all surf-wave of crowded bodies getting down.
she stood there, joint in her hand as her cropped white muscle-tee hugged her chest and exposed her toned abdomen.
she had on jeans, bagging them so her nike pro boxer-lining to peek out.
there was lots of beautiful women at this party, but she was almost falling asleep as Jesse was already flirting with a second girl.
just as she brought the joint to her lips, there you were.
ellie could only spot your silhouette at first.
your shadow was revealed shortly, glowing under the bright dance-floor lighting.
it seemed like Ellie wasn’t the only one you were able to captivate, almost enchanting the whole room.
it was now, you and Dina who were killing it on that dance floor.
random strangers hyping the both of you as some even attempt to get closer to try to dance with the both of you.
it was everything about you that captured her completely. the way your hair moved along with your golden earrings shining with every movement of your body and your tawny skin glistening.
she observed the way you danced and to be frank the way your dress hugged those beautiful curves of yours.
Ellie was salivating at the mouth, you were like a flash-photo moment that would be forever engraved into her membrane.
Jesse had came back with two shots of tequila, she immediately grabbed her shot. not wasting time, ellie needed to get to that dance floor before the end of this fucking song.
“white dress and black dress. spotlight. white dress is mine.” ellie points out quickly, downing the shot and handing the joint to Jesse.
ellie practically flew down those stairs.
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you continued to gyrate your hips sensually.
Dinas hand’s running up’n’down your body as you did the same, both feeling hot under the spell of the music.
you took a couple steps back as your perreo got more confident, slight cheers from women and men ogling the both of you as they try to get closer.
Esto e' una foto porque yo no 'toy pintá
Ya 'toy elevada, me siento gatúbela
Y ese huerfanito necesita una mamá
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you accidentally felt your ass bump up against someone.
“im so sorry!” you yelled over the music, you felt relief once you seen it was a woman, frankly dreading it to be a male.
she was gorgeous in such a different way; she wasn’t a feminine woman and she looked better than any actual man youve ever seen or been with, especially dressed the way she was.
“go head’ mama” was all the fine woman said, signaling that she wanted you to dance; no. throw it on her.
she grabbed the hand that had been on her shoulder as a small friendly gesture to quickly hold it to spin you around.
you were picky if you danced with someone, but boy, you were about to give this girl a show.
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Ay, qué rico!
Cuando me pone el panty de ladito
¡Ay, qué rico!
Ese besito dámelo abajito
each lyric of each beat of that verse was grind and a twerk from your ass on her crotch as her hips rocked into you; it was definitely the alcohol that made ellie this bold.
she followed your rhythm and one hand set on your waist softly as you balanced yourself with your hands on your knees.
she took the free hand that she used to run through her hair, contemplating how she can handle all that, to bring it down to hold your dress down from riding up.
Ay, bendito!
En cuatro yo te pongo rapidito
Mmm, bendito
No me coma' tan rico, papacito
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‘thank god for Jesse and that tequila shot’
the little voice in ellies head thought before quickly vanishing, the only thing on ellie was how fucking horny you made her because of how unbelievably sexy you were.
the small gesture just made you feel secure, only making you pushed your ass into her completely at this point.
the slight tipped over stance you had was now turned into fully bent over as she was practically dry-fucking your shaking ass in-front of the crowd.
Ellie looked around the crowded room, men looked at with her with envy as some women looked at you with hatred which only fueled her ego completely.
she bit her lip as she felt the cockiest smirk smear across her face as she lifted her leg and began to grinding into your ass in complete dog-like motion.
the little bit of friction between the small of your panty brushing across the hard of her zipper which only made your stomach bubble wantingly.
the room might’ve been filled with people and blaring lights but Ellie swore you were the only person in this entire place.
everyone who surrounding the both of you completely fading into a black abyss. it was only the two of you.
the only thing in the moment right now that mattered was this sun-kissed beauty she was dancing with.
there was no way in hell this was the weed or the alcohol.
she wished she could stay here for the rest of her life, not even the fact that you were dancing on her; but the fact it was just you.
your grinds got slower and slower which seemed to bring ellie back down to earth.
the song was ending but this couldn’t.
you thought you would have to pull yourself off and watch as she walked away from you after getting what she wanted, what you thought she wanted.
the auburn hair woman offered you her hand to walk you away from the crowd after you bent yourself back up.
her demeanor felt as sharp as a knife yet her eyes gleamed so gently at you.
ellie’s heart was pounding, her heartbeat drowning out her own sound of the music.
“my-my name’s Ellie!” the woman leaned in slightly so you could hear her over her own heartbeat mixed with the booming music.
you could see her hazel eyes were hooded although they still managed to shine through, mostly cause of the mixture of weed and alcohol.
you had gone nervous under her gaze, the unfamiliar feeling making you a bit uncomfortable but yet she made you comfortable.
you let a nervous smile creep onto your face “nice to meet you Ellie!, my name is ___”
you hated how you had to shout over the music then getting pushed slightly getting pushed by different people as they surround another couple.
you whipped your head, stepping your feet closer to the circle to be nosy and see who it was.
‘shit! where’s Dina?’ you thought.
Ellie noticed how your attention got pulled away to the new crowd of people, sharing your focus. the dance light once again blares down onto the dancing couple.
“Dina!?”
“Oh my god! Jesse!”
the both of you looked at each other.
Ellie found this slightly funny as she couldn’t believe Jesse did the exact same thing.
you share the laugh she had slightly let out before hyping up your bestfriend as she really got into it.
“im guessing you two are bestfriends?” you lean into her ear to question.
Ellie felt your hot breath graze her ear which caused the invisible blimps of her skin to chill-up.
“yeah, i would ask you the same but i already know.” Ellie slys out, looking down at you with a growing want that glints through her pupils.
“excuse me?” you joked out, you were caught slightly off-gaurd.
“you smoke?!” Ellie practically had to shout over the cheering of Dina and Jesse’s very own yiking session.
you gave her a nod which ellie returned with a lick of her lips and signal to the door from her head.
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there was a lot of people outside that actually had the same idea as you two.
you looked around, stumbling slightly on your feet as you weren’t your most sober.
“could i help you? im guessing you’re a bit drunk” Ellie hands go out to catch you incase you were to loose your balance.
“aren’t you so sweet to the girl who just twerked on you. im s’sorry by the-” you slurr out the slightest bit.
ellie shook her head with a smirk of disbelief written all over her face, turning one arm to you slightly to intertwine with.
you gladly accepted her arm “what?” you question as she began to walk you always from the house party. although you were intoxicated you were never so smitten with someone like this.
“nothing to be sorry about here” ellie said, looking up at you as she pulled out a small black cylinder tube from her pocket.
the way her eyes looked at you as the streelights reflected them made your heart race like a pre-teen with their first crush.
you watched through your own droopy eyes her take the joint from the tube in between her lips “you gotta lighter?” she snaps you out of your daze, you had been staring longer than you thought.
“uh-yes! i actually have a whole other blunt in here?” you reply, questioning yourself at the end as you dig in your purse.
it ignited a laugh from Ellie which for some reason echoed through your ears straight to your heart “here ya’go” you hand her your lighter.
she knew you were different, there was no other woman like you. Ellie couldn’t compare even if she tried.
this drove her even more crazy, remembering how women wished they were you in a matter of seconds.
she frankly found it attractive how you handed her a gold-plated lighter, it was fancy too; being one you had to refill.
you could’ve handed her a regular BIC lighter but you didn’t just cause you didn’t have one. you weren’t simple, she knew that off the bat and it yearned for ellie to know more.
“i really like your lighter….’our lady’ ” Ellie compliments, reading the engraved lettering.
she ran her thumb ran over the small painted Virgencita.
she felt her heart swoon even more. she could feel her mind race along with her heart; dying with anticipation.
the anticipation to completely dive herself into your life, create her own little space right next to you, your life. she already wanted to take you home with her and have breakfast in bed.
she wanted to get with you right now and just call you yours.
your energy invisibly mixing with hers creating an unconscious spiritual tug on each other’s hearts.
“thank you—aye!, gotta be protected even as you smoke.” you pointed at her, looking at her playfully serious.
“is that so? i think you’re gonna need to tell me more.” ellie puffed out with a smirk, handing you the joint.
she could feel you grow nervous under your hazy-self which only made her persuasion flourish.
you felt the piney-terpenes fog your brain quicker and create an inner warmth for the skeleton of your body as you inhale the rough smoke with ease.
you grew hot under her gaze not knowing if it was your body flushing or the mix of drugs for the the night.
“so tell me, did you plot on me?” you bluntly ask, passing the joint.
the weed diminishing whatever of was left of your cautious- veil; feeling yourself fall vulnerable with the stranger.
“i wouldn’t necessarily say plot. i had seen a beautiful woman and i just needed to dance with her.”
ellie’s voice echoed through your ears causing goosebumps on your skin. you were acting like you had never been flirted with before and it was embarrassing.
you straighten yourself up, digging in your purse to get your phone. you weren’t trying to disregard her compliment but you also came to your senses.
but to ellie, it sure felt like you did.
you unlocked your phone.
12:05 AM
it was just past midnight and as nice as this was….
you shook your head trying to recollect in your mind what to say “uhm-im sorry—you’re really nice—err, we should check on our friends.” you stammered across your words, biting your lip as you felt bad.
Ellie agreed as her mind began to race.
are you not gay?
had she been delusional?
did she read this all the wrong way?
she felt like an idiot as she handed you the joint. she felt your hand shiver as your fingertip grazed her knuckles.
you both began to walk off into the party, leaving the both tension-filled.
the both of you pushed through, ellie staying hot on your heels to not loose you within the surf of people.
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it didn’t take you long to find your brunette bestfriend with her large fur coat back on as she seemed enthralled with Jesse at the bar, sat on the stool with her on his lap.
you both approached them and they soon look your direction with big drunk smiles “Ellie! ma’girl of the night!” Jesse drunkily exclaims, taking his hand out in dap-up motion.
ellie didn’t seem so confident and assured this time as she approached him with a slight smile and seemed to put any emphasis into their gesture; you picked up on this.
now it was you that bombarded yourself with questions.
have you made a complete total fool of yourself?
did she think i didn’t like it?
how could you pratically dry fuck the girl and then shut her down like that?
does she think i shut her down?
you didn’t know what to think or what you were even thinking, i mean…did you like her? it was obvious she wasn’t straight and well you….honestly was never quite sure.
you knew you felt like shit now, she had been giving you all her energy.
you were too busy in your head to even listen.
“Ya heard that, girl? that ass got her in-love” Dina teased out, looking in-between you and ellie as her eyebrows wiggle.
you heard ellie scoff as she scratched the back of her neck, she continued to look at her feet.
you grabbed your coat which you knew Dina must have brought back, sliding in through both of your arms before your heels clicked closer to Ellie’s side.
“is that so? i think you’re gonna need to tell me more.”
you felt yourself bubble up confidently, it was your turn to smirk as you spoke.
ellie immediately whipped her head up as you stole her line from earlier.
it was visible Ellie flushed as crimson creeped onto her cheeks “what would you like to drink? it’s only fair since you took me for a sesh.” you offer, your arm interlinking with her mimicking the exact same actions except you were the instigator this time.
now ellie felt like a deer in headlights, caught off guard slightly. she didn’t except you to reciprocate the same confidence.
you both sat on the chairs next to Jesse and Dina.
“what could i get you two?” the bartender ask “i’ll be having a Michelada and hottie right here will have…" you say, making eye contact once you called her a ‘hottie’.
you could see ellie’s tongue poke through her cheek, trying to bite back amusement.
ellie swore you were going to make her heart explode with how fast it had been beating for the past hour.
“water with lime, thank you.” ellie replies, not even looking at the bartender when she said thank you. only you in her peripheral.
you were in utter perfect view for her, she could take in every feature and detail of your body.
the black wing-liner illuminating the natural shine of your gaze as your lips were complimented by a faded brown outline that blended in perfectly each time you smiled.
“so, is it my ass or me you fell in love with?”
“in love a strong word, mama” she quirked back.
that little nickname shot right through your ears straight to your stomach, fluttering it at the recollection.
you giggled and god, ellie didn’t think someone’s laugh could be so infectious.
“they were right though” ellie bit her lip slightly, not really wanting to look up at you as she referes to what Jesse and Dina said earlier.
she didn’t realize you were too in your head to pay attention.
“and what’s that exactly?”
“you really into repeating things, huh?” Ellie jokes out which you playfully roll your eyes too.
“wouldn’t you like to know…” your tone was suggestive as you leaned into her.
you weren’t quite sure what you were doing but it almost all felt natural now like you were meant to be; here, doing this, with her.
ellie thought she was delusional, hearing things and seeing things.
“i don’t dance—not like that, but you—whew…i wasn’t lying outside. im lucky it got to be you” ellie continues to insuinate teasingly, completely dazed under the bright light orange lighting illuminating from the bar-lights.
your makeup was almost cat-like making your eyes almost seem black by the dark eyeliner that tranced along your eyes.
you even had tattoos that speckled across your arms, she knew you had more and oh to explore those….
ellie was able to finally take in your jewelry, you had your very own name-plated gold necklace that dazzled amongst your natural russet-glow.
you were fiddling with one of your gold hoops which she observed as she read CHULA going through the earring.
ellie was shamelessly eye-fucking you, she knew it wasn’t appropriate.
it had only hit midnight and this green-eyed beauty was ready to get her car keys and tuck you into her bed, she could care less about anything let alone anyone as she lost herself in you.
she didn’t even realized but ellie had been unconsciously leaning into you, feeling the warmth of your aroma.
just like that, the drinks were being slid infront of you.
you would say you sipped your michi once you got it, but liquid courage amirite?
“how many women have you used that on, hm?” you play it off, feeling yourself become overwhelmed by the hedonistic feelings she urged from your heart.
it was unfamiliar to you, she was a woman and she’s the first to challenge you.
ellie’s expression furrowed as she raises the glass to her face.
your bold and catty personality intimidated men. you couldn’t remember the last time you grew nervous under male attention.
yet here you were, using your all to keep a cool composure with this woman.
she intimidated you. you didn’t like it, yet it was something you would now yearn for like a new drug.
“my first and i hope my last.”
ellie’s voice was above a meer whisper but you heard her loud and clear as your faces were just inches away from each other.
your tense auras begged to kiss, it seemed destined, almost too natural.
your eyes jumped in between her dulcet green eyes and her plumped lips.
it took everything in ellie not crash her lips onto yours, she didn’t want to scare you off.
it was almost like she knew something was up.
yet, you still inched closer.
you let the energies talk to each other almost, your central-egos almost fighting to accept but it was too insatiable.
your lips connect ever so softly. they fell so perfectly into each other, connecting like two magnets.
ellie could sense your hesitation which confused her but she tried her best to ease you by her kisses being peck-like.
ellie’s lips were so soft, it felt like you were kissing a cloud almost.
it felt like your lips had already been connected for centuries, familarized with the shape and movement.
the perfect sync was created between your kiss, you felt yourself fall into her as all your weary thoughts dwindle away.
you had suddenly forgetten why you were so hesitant.
you forgot why you were embarrassed earlier.
you forgot about the stressful morning you had with handling break-up messages.
hell, you had forgotten about him.
she completely belittled the memory of ever getting cheated on, as if it never happened.
by now, your faces were flushed together lips moving in quick hot-sync; far gone from the small little pecks now.
ellie could taste your lip-gloss.
was that watermelon flavor? oh my god…
you could feel ellie’s lip slightly quiver as she tried to get more access to your mouth, wanting to explore it more with tongue.
you give in easily as her steady warm-breathing through her nostrils were enough to make your body fuzzed up.
you wished to her closer to you, craving more of the bliss she brought you.
it was almost like ellie could sense you, she could feel and see each and every thought you had.
if that was the case, you would’ve scared the poor girl off by now.
she leaned closer into the kiss, her tongue lightly swiping at the bottom of your lip to pick up more of your flavored-gloss.
ellie’s hand rested on your lower knee, her thumb caressing figures onto your skin.
your breathing was staggered as you struggled to continue to kiss her, making yourself almost forceful as you try to continue.
it was almost too easy.
she made you too easy.
something a man could never conquer out of you.
you found yourself having to end up paying at the end of the night due to you leaving your brainless date there.
yet, everything that she oozed of attracted you like a fly to a lightbulb.
then everything stopped, almost like a vinyl abruptly screeching-stop on a record player.
she had pulled away from you, she looked a bit concerned “you okay?” ellie tried looking in your eyes for any sign of discomfort.
you were sure a slight flushed out hue was evident on your face as a mix of embarrassment and heat from the kiss.
jesus, can you get anymore embarrassing
you mentally scolded—you wish you could bitch-slap yourself right now.
you turned your stool back to your drink on the table, not looking at ellie but your glass.
a pool of water ringed around under the glass after you both left your drinks to let the ice-cubes melt in.
you fiddled with your straw as you drank from your glass “ya’ never make a woman breatheless before?” you tried to play coy.
you squinted at her playfully as you sipped “you could have anyone here and you know if.” she bit her lip, sneering out.
you were taken aback at by her gruffness, you didn’t deny the fact as you opened your mouth to respond—
“EVERYONE GO THE FUCK HOME! THE POLICE IS ON THERE WAY! GO THE FUCK HOME, THE CLUB, I DONT CARE! JUST GET THE FUCK OUT MY HOUSE! THANK YOU EVERYBODY HAVE A BLESSED NIGHT!” (random party host dude)
crowds began to scatter as the music abruptly stops, shrieks from some people rang through the building. it was almost a natural instinct grabbing ellie’s hand.
“we took an uber here!” you heard Dina explain as you ran up to her.
“Ellie drove, we’ll drop you off! we need to leave now!” Jesse shouts, pointing to the balcony that was slid wide open by others that ran out.
you stayed close to Dina as she held onto Jesse and you held onto ellie.
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the way the four of you ran together off into ellie’s car.
Ellie driving away while your in the passenger as Dina and Jesse make-out in the back.
you watching the police cars speed past you, unknowing that you were ever at that party.
Ellie’s eyes bounced in between her view and her car mirror; you had folded down to reapply your lip combo not too long ago.
she would steal glances at you, meeting your eyes occasionally.
the way your eyes sparkled as you grew shy that she caught you staring at her drive.
it was all canon, planned by divine timing.
so you could imagine how disheartening it was when ellie arrived to not yours, but Dina’s address.
Jesse and Dina stepped out first, it was almost like they wanted to give you a moment alone.
there was a moment of silence between the two of you as your eyes burned into each other.
you both wanted to soak in this cloud y’all created.
“give me your phone.” you beamed out, glow illuminating through her windscreen from Dina’s apartment lights.
you took one last good look at Ellie.
you took in the way her freckles sprinkled across her face, her pink lips pursed, and her skin glistened through by the light.
ellie gave you a loopy grin which made you giggle.
you began to tap away on her phone, creating your contact.
gatúbela 💋
111-222-33444
you opened her camera, turning the flash on. you straighten your posture before doing a quick wink as the picture snapped.
Ellie’s eyes just gawked into you, a lip tugged between her teeth.
you knew exactly who you were and Ellie couldnt wait to fucking find out.
“you give your number out to just anyone?” ellie teases, playing questionaire like you; earlier in party.
“you’re the first i give my real one too!” you giggled out which caused ellie to laugh along with you.
“im actually very flattered, mama” the nickname seemed too natural now, it was officially reserved for you and ellie didn’t even know.
now it was you biting your lip, stopping from smiling like an idiot at the epithet she referred to you as before.
she smirked as she looked down at the contact, the name of the song that was playing when you both were dancing.
you unlooped your mini-purse from around your arm, digging in it.
“here, so you don’t forget about me”
you put your chocolate lipliner in her cupholder.
just like that, you were exiting her car as Jesse took the passenger seat you were once sat in.
you walked off into the midnight, entering through dark apartment building.
ellie spent the rest of her night replaying every moment of you like her favorite movie.
ellie couldn’t forget you, not after tonight.
she is going to see you again, she would make sure of it.
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Terrifying
Summary: Your gentle giant of a boyfriend Yunho doesn't always know how strong he is. This is proven during a fight between you two when he throws his guitar.
Genre: angst
Pairing: bf!Yunho X fem!reader
Word Count: 1944
Warnings: mean Yunho, arguing, swearing
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© by bethelighthalazia. Do not repost, copy or translate. Unless stated otherwise, those works are mine and born from my own ideas. I don't have any claim on the mentioned real existing Idols whatsoever.
It was late in the evening when your boyfriend of two years arrived home from practice. You had cooked his favorite for him and then waited for his return. In the morning, he had said his schedule would end at 6 pm today. Now, it was almost 11 pm. The table set, you had waited patiently, but when Yunho didn't come home at 8, you resorted to the sofa, curling up on it with Yunho's hoodie he left laying there in the morning.
You didn't notice the keys jingle in the lock, nor did you hear your boyfriend enter the shared apartment. You fell asleep only a few minutes after you had laid down on the sofa and were now deeply asleep. Yunho only let out a tired sigh when he noticed you, he didn't mean to be this late, dance practice took longer than he had hoped. Seeing the set table, he then quietly put the food away into the fridge, so the two of you could eat it the next day. Contemplating whether to move you to the shared bed or leave you on the sofa, Yunho's decision is made the moment you shuffle. He gently picked you up and then set you down on the king sized bed in the bedroom, covering you with a blanket and then left to take a shower.
The next morning, you woke up cuddled against Yunho's large frame, a soft smile on your face, but then you remember the last evening, he again came home much later than he had told you. How many times did he promise you to be home early, but then break this promise. But you never said anything, because you knew that he works hard, it's normal to have late work and practice as an idol. You know that. Then why did a tear steal its way from your eyes? Why did it upset you that he came home this late last night?
Because it was your anniversary. Because it's the second time this year that he forgot such an important date. First your birthday, now your anniversary.
You tried to be quiet, to suppress the sob that built up in your chest, but his strong arms around you didn't let you leave the bed. Swallowing hard, you tried to shuffle out of his grip, but this movement woke him up too, causing you to wince mentally.
“Morning, love…” He hummed with his usual sleepy voice which, on any other day, would have made you smile, but today it just brought another tear from your eyes. You didn't turn around, just whispered “Morning Yuyu” and curled up. This actually made him frown,you usually would smile at him, turn around to kiss him and then cuddle and try to make him stay in bed with you. “You have schedules today, you should get ready soon.” A look at the alarm clock on your nightstand confirms your words, but Yunho shook his head behind you. “We don't have any schedules today and the next two days, so we can spend the day together.”
Normally you'd be happy about those words, but this morning, you just couldn't. “Okay, let's do that. Are you hungry?” Even your voice lacked the usual enthusiasm, even though you're trying to be happy to have your boyfriend home and for yourself for three days. And of course Yunho would notice this, turning you around, so he could look into your face while talking. The sight of your tears lets him stop and frown though. “Are- why are you crying, love? Are you in pain?” His voice filled with concern, he doesn't even realize that he's the reason you're crying this morning.
“Y- you really forgot, hm?” It's a simple question and while you swallow down the disappointment and hurt, you manage to give him a little, almost crooked smile. “It's okay though, you had a hard week, it's not your fault, Yuyu. We can celebrate it next year.” Those words cause his eyes to go wide. The dinner he had put away, you on the sofa, it slowly falls in place. It had been your anniversary and he really did forget about it.
Although, after only a few seconds, his shocked expression turns into a frown, then into something that looks angry or annoyed. “You know that my work will always be like this, y/n. I have to practice and sometimes it makes me come home late. You knew this from the beginning.” He said, leaning back a bit to look at you, which leaves you with confusion.
“I know that, Yuyu, that's why I said it's okay, I don't-” “Then why are you acting like I'm the bad guy now?” He cut you off, which is unusual for him. He always listened to you, never interrupting you when you spoke before. Swallowing to not start to cry in front of him now, you just nod and get up from the bed, but he grabbed your wrist. Not the usual gentle way though, his grip was a bit harsher this time.
“Hey, we’re talking, I asked you something, y/n.” Frozen in place, you just stay at the edge of the bed, swallowing down a sob before you try to answer confidently, but your words only come out in a whispered voice. “I didn't, Yuyu…please, your grip hurts.” You didn't look at Yunho, somehow scared of him at this moment, but thankfully he lets go of your wrist. The shuffling behind you caused you to wince, but he had turned his back to you when he sat on the edge of his side of the bed, so you quickly made your way to the bathroom. When the door closes behind you, you could hear a loud thump, he had slammed his hand on the nightstand with a little annoyed growl.
When you came out, he wasn't in the bedroom anymore, so you made your way to the living room, where Yunho sat on the sofa, playing a game on his console. He still looked angry, so you let him be and walked to the kitchen area, where you saw all the food from last night thrown away. “Yuyu, did you-” You started, turning to leave the kitchen, but you almost ran into him. “Why did you throw it away?” It was a simple question from you, but for some reason, it flipped something inside him, an annoyed look on his face again.
“Another thing to nag me about? It's not really edible, so I threw it out. Hand me that water, so I can go back to my game.” Nag him? You never nagged him about anything, where was this coming from now? “Yuyu, I-” “Yuyu, I. You what? Looking for another reason to cry about?” He mocked, pushing past you to grab a bottle of water from the fridge before leaving the kitchen again, leaving you standing there, wondering what was wrong with him today.
You didn't know why he was like this, but you didn't like him talking to you like this, when you supported him all the time and never complained about anything to him. After a few moments, you follow him, swallowing the lump in your throat and stand in front of the TV now. You could hear the sound of his character dying in the game, but you didn't care. That is, until he stood in one move and started yelling.
“What the fuck, y/n?? You just ruined hours of playing!” It's the first time ever that he's yelling at you and it hurts. “I don't care, Yunho! What's wrong with you today?” You're not yelling, the shakiness of your voice present as you try to speak up, tears already welling up in your eyes, but you don't cry. Yet.
“What's wrong with me? What's wrong with you? You wake up and cry about me being late, then you nag at me. Don't you think you should be happy that I'm working hard?!” You never before witnessed him this angry, and for the first time in the years you know him, you're scared of Yunho. “You know how fucking hard it is to always go to work, let everyone walk over me while I'm always nice to everyone? Be told that I have to practice more, to be perfect?!”
With only a few steps, he walks over to grab his guitar, holding it up. “And then, I come home later because I did fucking practice, and it's not good enough! No, my girlfriend has to cry about me forgetting to be home in time for dinner.” “It's not about the dinner, Yunho! I told you it's okay, why are you yelling at me now?” You tried to talk back, your voice isn't nearly as loud and stable as you had hoped though. “Why am i- maybe because I'm fuckin tired of you making me to be the bad guy here?! If it's okay and just dinner, why do you have to cry about it?!” With those words, he lets out his built up anger, throwing his guitar at the TV. With you standing near it, you flinch, eyes widen and when both things break and pieces split off and hit you, you can't hold back the sobs.
The moment Yunho threw the guitar, he realized what he did, his eyes widened in shock, real shock this time. Not only about your sobs, but also because he hurt you. All the anger subsided immediately and he took a careful step towards you, but you just flinched and stumbled backwards. “Y/n, I- I'm sorry, I didn't-” He whispered, his voice a stark contrast against the yelling only moments earlier. You knew he meant this, but you're terrified, dropping onto the floor in a sitting position as sobs shake your body and tears just run free. You didn't even register the pain yet from where the little pieces of debris had hurt you, nor did you care about them bleeding a bit.
“Please, let me- let me take a look…you're hurt, love-” You heard his voice, but only shook your head no, still crying. Letting out a heavy sigh followed by an own sob, Yunho quickly reached for his phone, calling his best friend and putting him on speaker the moment Mingi picked up. “Yunho? Yah, why do you wake me?” Mingi sounded as if he just woke up, but when he heard your quiet crying through the phone, he sat up in his bed, fully awake. “Is y/n crying? Wha-” “Yes, she is…can you come here? Right now?” It didn't need any more words for Mingi to hang up and hurry to rush into the apartment not even five minutes later. The apartment was not far from the dorms, which came in handy this time. However, when Mingi walked into the living room, he froze in place, seeing the shattered TV, the broken guitar and you sitting on the floor, crying and hurt.
He quickly stepped over to you, noticing you flinch when Yunho made the tiniest of movements. Mingi knew that Yunho always bottles up his anger and sometimes it just has to burst out, this time, it seems to have happened around you, which Yunho always tried to avoid. “Hey, it's okay y/nnie, I'm here. He won't hurt you, okay?” Mingi whispered, gently checking your wounds, which are merely little scratches and nothing too deep. Then, he picked you up to carry you to the bedroom, gathered some of your things before just carrying you out of the apartment and took you to the dorms with him.
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Stood up
Pairing: Gojo x fem!reader
Genre: angst to fluff
Word count: 1.1k
Warnings: Cursing
Three hours.
You waited at that damn restaurant for three excruciating hours receiving a pitiful look from the waitress and you just couldn't handle it anymore.
Your precious boyfriend had let you sit there and feel embarrassment flood you every time you caught someone staring at you before whispering to their date.
He couldn't even bother bother to text or call nor reply to your texts or answer your calls. And as if this all isn't bad enough this wasn't the first but fourth time that month and you couldn't take it anymore.
It's been so long you two spent time together. He always arrived home when you were already asleep and left before you could wake. You were the only one even tying to keep you two together and you were so, so exhausted. You couldn't keep giving your everything to someone and receiving nothing in return, after all you're only human.
And so, driven by pain, you ignored your tears and painful sobs escaping your chest as you packed all your belongings and wrote one last letter to your soon to be former lover.
It hurt you so much to leave knowing you may never love anyone the way you love him, but you had to do this for your own sake and if that meant walking out that front door and not turning back then so be it.
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It had been a week since you left the house you shared with the love of your life and you had received nothing but silence from his end, and yet today you woke up to 45 missed calls and so many messages from the bastard but you couldn't bring yourself to open them. You knew that if you listened to even one of the voicemails he left your resolve would crumble considering the texts you also received from his students begging you to speak to him and talking about how much of a mess he is.
You were scrolling through their messages when you barely heard the gentle knocking on the door over the rain outside. You had been staying at your friend's that night and as far as you were aware she was spending the night at her boyfriend's so you had no idea who'd be at the door.
You got up, groaning from the headache your crying had caused and began walking towards the door. You opened the door, breath catching at seeing Gojo standing on the other side of the door. He looked up at you and his eyes began tearing up. They were swollen, red and had bags, his cheeks sunken in slightly. It felt like a dagger was jabbed into your heart and was being twisted. You couldn't bare to see him looking so broken.
"H-hi" he whispered, looking at his feet and fidgeting with the hem of his shirt so that you don't see him breaking or hear how his voice cracks.
"Hi"
"May I- umm, may I c-co-come in?" this time you heard how his voice wavered."
"Goj-"
"Please, d-don't call me that"
"Come in" You said, finally noticing how much he was shivering, his hair and clothes soaked.
"Satoru, did you, walk here?"
"Walk, stand outside the building trying to gain the confidence to enter what's the difference?"
"Oh no, I'm so sorry let me get you some spare clothes, I hope I have something that can fit-"
"No no, that won't be necessary I don't plan on staying long."
"Well in that case uhm... how can I help you?"
There was a heavy silence between you two as you stood in the doorway, waiting for him to respond.
"P-please" he croaked, tears beginning to fall down his face, "Please take me back"
"Satoru don't-"
"I'm so, so sorry. I'm such a pathetic and useless boyfriend and It's completely my fault that we split up because I stood you up and hurt you and I know I don't deserve to be forgiven but I'm begging sugar cube please, I can't live without you"
"Satoru you constantly disregarded me and our relationship. You never spoke to me, constantly stood me up and never even bothered to apologise ONCE, It's like you never even loved me in the first place!" You shouted, feeling your tears begin to blur your vision.
"I know and I'm sorry! I feel like and absolute piece of shit but I LOVE YOU Y/N! I love you so much it hurts, I love you so much I almost have a heart attack whenever you smile! And I love you because you are the only one who ever made me feel like that, only one who ever told me that I would be ok who ever held me when I cried, no one else but you!"
"Even if you do I can't keep carrying this relationship alone Satoru! I can't be at peace unless I leave"
"BUT YOU PROMISED!! YOU PROMISED NEVER TO ABANDON ME! PROMISED TO NEVER BREAK MY HEART AND I BELIEVED YOU! I STILL DO SO PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME LIKE EVERYONE ELSE!" You were both sobbing now.
"Satoru, even if I said yes, I know I would never be your first priori-"
"I quit!" He pressed out quickly, looking up to meet your eyes and lacing your hands in his.
"Wh-what"
"I quit at Jujutsu tech immediately after reading your letter a-and I realised that you were right. You were right about everything! I had neglected and mistreated you so much when you deserved none of it and I'm sorry."
You were stunned. flabbergasted even. You knew how important Gojo was to the Jujutsu world and so did he. You were pretty sure that the world would fall into chaos, he was the only person keeping things in balance. And he quit...for you"
"Satoru-"
"Before you say anything, don't worry about money. I already have tons and once I'm head of the clan it practically doubles so I can spoil you the way you deserve to be"
"Goj-"
"And I promise I'll work harder to make you happy. I know I really don't deserve it because I'm a worthless piece of-"
"SATORU GOJO WILL YOU LET ME SPEAK!"
"Yes ma'am" he said, almost in a whisper.
"Did you really quit for me?"
"Yes"
"Do you really love me? "
"More than breathing"
"And are you really going to change?"
"Anything for you"
"Then if we give this one more shot things will really be different?"
"Yes"
"Okay, then let's do it, I mean what's the worst that could happen?"
His face lit up up before he pulled you into a bone crushing hug, burying his head in the crook of your neck.
"Thank you so much, I love you"
"I love you more sweetheart"
"Eh, doubt it"
Yay
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Hi, can i request a blurb about pierre where his gf suffers from chronic migraines? :( i need this in my life
Note: if you suffer from migraines, I hope you're feeling better!
Cw: migraines and theyr symptoms, emergency room
Work mixed with travelling to enjoy the last few moments alone with Pierre before the season began, which brought you very little sleep triggered a massive migraine. Pierre found you in your shared bedroom with all the curtains closed and covers pulled around you, already assuming you hadn't been feeling that well since you asked him for some painkillers on his way home from his training session.
"Amour, what's wrong?", he said at his regular voice tone that, right now, seemed like he was screaming, the groan you let out concerning him even more as he approached you. Searching for his hand on the mattress, you spoke quietly, "I'm having a terrible migraine", you explained, Pierre weighing out your options and opting to get some flannels from the bathroom a little soaked in cold water and resting them on your head.
"Do you want some snuggles? I don't want to make it worse for you though", he whispered, "yes, please. Just let me lay on this side so it doesn't hurt as much", you whispered back, having managed to drink the tea he made for you and appreciating how his fingers kept running lightly through your hair, his kisses on your head attempting to help the pain.
When morning came around and you were bent over the toilet, pouring the little food you managed to keep down out and the meds didn't seem to be working, Pierre took matters into his own hands, "I've seen your migraines before and they're never this bad", he said.
"Call Dr. Martin, her contact is on my phone", you whispered, wiping your mouth while he went to call your doctor. Coming back to you, Mick laced your fingers in his, "Dr. Martin said that we should go to the ER, she's on call today and can see you", he said, earning a small nod from you as he helped you to the bedroom.
Sitting you on the bed, he helped you rid of your clothes, his touch delicate and soft as he helped you change out of your top and into one of his comfortable hoodies and one of your sweatpants, "all done, my love, c'mon now, gently", he said as he helped you make your way downstairs to the car and carefully drove to the hospital.
The admission was pretty quick and after checking you, you were prescribed a stronger medication and while you waited for it to kick in, Pierre was holding you against him, checking every now and again with you on how you were feeling, giving you your juice and encouragung you to drink a little bit, his lips not leaving your skin for long as he peppered little kisses where he could reach.
When you were back home and feeling a lot better, actually able to keep the homemade soup down, you were cuddling on the sofa, your smaller headache allowing the quiet lullaby of one of your boyfriend's playlists to actually soothe you as you tried to show him how thankful you were for him, "I love you and I only want you to feel good, I'd do whatever it takes to make you feel better", he whispered lovingly.
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Uhhh hiii!!!🥺
Can we get some fluff protective bf Chris when you (the reader) hurts yourself after Chris scared you? (Nothing big just like a scratch or sprain?)🥺🥺🥺
Just A Bruise
pairing: chris evans x female reader
summary: prank wars are usually fun and games until someone ends up with a little bump…
warnings: none really, minor injury, very sweet chris
a/n: hi lovely anon, thank you for requesting!! i’m getting back into my inbox finally, i know i’ve been slacking with that recently, so I apologize! i’m going to try and work through that, and I might do a harry blurb to this too cause i found this request v sweet<3
Anyone that knew Chris knew he was an avid prankster from videos with his brother, to his friends and other family members, so naturally you were more than aware that he would more than likely get you in on his antics. You were quite a calm person, usually sticking to yourself and your work most days, Chris always loving that softness you added to your shared home, but deep down he loved how easy it was to scare the absolute shit out of you.
There were few times where you weren’t having it, whether it be after a bad day or if you were under stress with a deadline for work, but today probably topped the times he probably should not have scared you.
He was lucky you were as forgiving as you were.
After finishing up some much needed files before you took 3 weeks vacation to travel some of Europe with Chris and his family. In retrospect you should have realized your missing boyfriend was up to something when the house was too quiet, because although there was always a certain sombreness to the house, Chris still managed to fill it with noise.
“Chris?”
Huffing softly you walked down the stairs and moved towards the living room, he was still nowhere to be found, up until you turned past the couch and he jumped out from behind it yelling
“Boo!”
He laughed as you screamed, a hand coming up to your chest but that soon stopped after you tripped backwards on the corner of the love seat and landed straight on your hip, hitting the corner of the coffee table
“ow ow ow”
You lay flat on the floor a mixture of laughing and crying because honestly you were in some pain
“Fuck..honey-y/n you okay?”
“I hate you.”
He knew you were joking but he couldn’t help but kneel next to you, his hands holding your face gently as he wiped some of the tears away
“I’m so sorry baby, really are you okay?”
Blinking up at him you nodded
“My hip hurts, but i’m fine”
Chris helped you up his features full of regret as he watched you wince, his hand moving to check your hip noting the deep black and purple bruise that was beginning to form
“Here, sit on the couch i’ll get you some ice”
“Chris i’m-”
“Please..”
You could see how bad he felt, and despite it being an accident you did as he told, settling yourself down onto the couch waiting for him to bring you some ice. Moments later he’d brought over some water, an ice pack and a few snacks for you
“Here…got some snacks, water and some ice for your hip”
You smiled patting the spot next to you
“Thank you my love, it was an accident you know, I forgive you”
“I still hurt you”
Letting out a quiet laugh you leaned over to press a kiss to his cheeks
“Chris baby, I love you, it was an accident, maybe let’s take a break from the pranks…at least until my hip isn’t falling off?”
That got a laugh out of Chris which made you feel a bit better knowing he really did feel bad for hurting you
“I love you too, I can do that..no more pranks”
Did you really think he’d be able to hold off on the no pranking rule until your hip felt better? No, but you had some of your own tricks up your sleeve, and maybe the hurt hip would come in handy more than you thought it would.
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ZHONG CHENLE : BOYFRIEND FOR THE WEEKEND
Genre:🔞, minors dni, slight fake dating, best friend to lovers plot, nothing too crazy really
Word Count: 5182
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You heard a ring come from your laptop and immediately answered the call, knowing better than to keep chenle waiting for too long.
"Hey , what are you up to?"his voice sounded a little raspy , he must've just woken up.
"Getting packed for the holidays, my parents are dying to see me"you told him, you and chenle grew up together. You lived just across the street from each other, went to the same schools and hung around the same people.
He'd always been someone you could count on and he'd say the same for you but then college came around, you both became too busy for each other but he never forgot about you.
Always calling you every chance he could and you did the same, including him in your plans.
"Are you going home for the holidays this year ? "You asked and continued to walk around your room, chenle hums and nods.
" Yeah . My mum's pressing me about bringing someone home."He said and you gasped, turning your head towards the laptop.
" Mine too! Like we're just going to manifest dates in a month"You told him with an eye roll and then you saw a familiar look on his face.
" Wait ... what's that look?"You asked him and he scoffs.
"What look?"he asked as if he had no clue of what you were referring to.
"The look you always get when you're plotting"you told him , was he really that readable? He'd thought to himself.
If he asked , you would've told him he was pathetically readable or you just knew him too well.
Or both.
It was definitely both.
"I don't have a look"he brushed it off , hoping you'd let it go but he should've known better. You were as stubborn as they come.
"I can see the wheels turning in your head"you told him and he narrows his eyes at you but you knew better, chenle couldn't threaten you even if he tried.
"Stop looking at me"he huffed and you folded your arms and gave him a look, an unimpressed look.
"Then tell me what you're thinking"you told him and he sighs.
"Fine!, Okay I have a plan"he said and you raised your eyebrows, surprised it actually worked. You underestimated just how much of a hold you had on him.
"Is it something that's going to get us in trouble?"you asked him and he rolled his eyes at you with a scoff, now giving you his own look of disappointment.
"At this point you should know the answer to that"he said and your shoulders slumped.
" Yeah that's what I was afraid of"you mumbled and he chuckles, thinking of how cute could you possibly get.
"Do you wanna hear the plan or not?"he asked with as much sass as he could muster up at the moment.
"I'm listening"
Weeks go by and finally holiday season was in motion, some people were going home to see family and others were plotting something mischievous while everyone was away.
You're pretty sure you heard a guy named haechan talking about pranking some kids from the stray frat house.
"I cannot wait to see you , it's been forever. Talking on the phone isn't the same"Your best friend gushes excitedly over the phone and you agreed, you missed him lots.
"Hey , for Christmas , do you want to share a hotel room? I'm not staying at my parents house again , not doing it . "He tells you as you both prepared to get on the plane to head to your destination, you both would meet up at the station and catch a ride with your parents back to the house.
"You know what , yeah . That's actually a great idea and we can split the cost , why didn't we think about this before?"You exclaimed, slapping the palm of your hand against your forehead and wincing at the pain you just caused yourself.
"Hey! No injuries before we get there"he scolds you playfully and you rolled your eyes, unfortunately it was time for you to board the plane now so you had to say goodbye.
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"Chenle!"you sprinted across the airport before dropping your things and nearly jumping on him, hugging him tightly and he laughs as he drops his own things to hug you back just as tight.
"I didn't think you missed me so much."he said and you smiled before pulling away , punching his arm and watching him wince dramatically.
"Are you kidding? It wasn't the same without you. I don't have anyone else to force to binge watch vampire diaries with, you know..."you told him and he rolls his eyes, picking up his things before pointing across the station to the parking lot where both of your mothers were waving frantically.
"Let's go and get settled in , then we can catch up later"you immediately agreed and looked at him.
"Last one to reach our moms sits in the trunk with the luggage"you both immediately start to run to your parents.
You lost.
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"No dates again huh?"it was later that day after getting settled again when you entered the kitchen as your mother was just finishing up dinner.
"What?"the statement caught you off guard and she sighed, tucking her hair behind her ear and she turned to you.
"Sweetie you're in your prime right now and I didn't wanna say anything but I think it's time to explore"she said and your eyebrows furrowed.
"Oh dear God , mom please"you begged and rubbed your temples.
"I'm just saying, experience everything life has to offer"she said and folded her arms , you just looked at her with a blank expression.
"You mean sex"you deadpanned and she groans softly.
"Yes"she finally tells the truth.
"Oh my god, you're unbelievable"you shake your head and she huffs, you knew she was just trying to get you out of the house.
"At this point I'm questioning if you're a lesbian and you just haven't come out yet"She keeps going and if your jaw could drop to the floor it would be on the floor by now.
"What are you guys talking about?"your dad comes into the kitchen and you turn to him.
"Mom thinks I'm a lesbian"you tell him and he looks at his wife.
"Woah"he said and your mother doesn't look too pleased with you.
"You're still a virgin"she accused you, even though she was absolutely right.
"How would you know?!"you exclaimed.
"A mother knows"she tells you but by the time you could tell her off chenle shows up and wraps his arm around your waist, pulling you into his side.
"Actually, we're dating"he said and your head snaps in his direction.
"What?!"you, your mother and your father said in unison.
"Chenle , help me set the table"you tell him sweetly and he looks at you, with a look of fear.
"But-"you grab his arm and nearly drag him out of the kitchen.
"The table!"
"What are you doing?"you asked him once you get away from your parents.
"Helping you out, you remember my plan"he said and you groaned softly, that godforsaken plan.
"You said for Christmas"you tell him and he rolls his eyes.
"Well it looked like you needed help, you're welcome"he said and you sighed, pinching the bridge of your nose.
"I know and thank you for helping me out but what now? we've been best friends since diapers, no one is going to believe this."you told him and he smiles at you, coming over to drape his arm over your shoulders.
"Everyone is going to believe this."he said and you looked up at him with furrowed eyebrows, he knew something you didn't.
"What are you talking about?"you asked him and he pulls away to grab the table cloth from behind you.
"Our parents have been secretly shipping us for the past 10 years"He said and your jaw dropped for the second time that night.
"You're joking"you tell him and he scoffed, looking at you as he set the table while you stand there and watch him.
"I wish, now help me set this table"he said and you rolled your eyes, so many questions running through your mind.
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"do you think we should practice kissing? Is that....I don't know how this works"you sit on your bed and put your head in your hands, the sound of his voice calls for your attention.
"I mean sure...just promise me one thing."he said and you bit the sleeve of your hoodie.
" what's that?"you asked and he smirks.
" don't fall in love with me."and you grab a nearby pillow, using it to wack him and he laughs.
Neither of you aware of your mothers spying on you outside the door, having come over to the door upon hearing your laughs.
"Oh as if"you scoff and roll your eyes , he takes the pillow from you and grabs you by the neck to pull you into a kiss.
Successfully catching you off guard and tossing the pillow on the floor, you cup his face in shock and close your eyes as you kiss him back.
"We have company"he whispers into the kiss and you pull him into a kiss again, he leaves one last peck on your lips and pulls away.
"I'll go see if the food is ready"he announced and you both heard them scattering back down the stairs to finish the food.
"Just a bunch of peeping tom's"chenle chuckles and you look over at the photo of you and him on your bedside table, your parents must've put that there.
"They just want what's best for us, I think it's sweet"you told him and smiled, he smiles at you fondly.
"Of course you do, you're too innocent for this world"he plops down on your bed and rests his head on your lap, your fingers instantly massaging his scalp.
"I'm not as innocent as you think"you tell him and he lifts himself up off your lap, raising his eyebrows at you.
"What's that supposed to mean?"he asked you and you giggled.
"Nothing!"you say and skip out of the room, rushing downstairs to sit at the table.
"Yah! Get back here and explain"he chases after you.
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The dinner table was unusually quiet which was rare for both of your families , your mind kept drifting back to the kiss.
You had no idea your best friend knew how to kiss like that , you had to play it off of course and you hoped he didn't notice.
"so when did this start?"your father asked , finally speaking up and you looked over at chenle.
"about 3 months ago"he replied smoothly, running his hand up and down your thigh to soothe you because he knew you were panicking.
"Why didn't you tell us, we would've understood?" Your mother speaks softly now, holding onto your fathers arm as she gushes.
"Its still pretty new and we were just trying to see where things could go before we told anyone" chenle really put on a show for both of your parents as his fingers massage your scalp , something only he knew calmed you down and you started to see him in a different light.
"As long as you're both happy"you smiled and looked over at chenle, he smiled as well.
"We are"you both said and dinner went on as usual, the liveliness returning and you sat there in your thoughts once again as you watched the people you loved dearly.
Dinner lasted for two hours before everyone started to pack up and say goodnight, you pulled chenle to the kitchen to speak privately and he let's you.
"I just wanted to thank you for tonight"you start off by saying as you fold your arms and he nods.
"You just looked so miserable and helpless, I had to save you"you rolled your eyes at that with a laugh , which made him laugh.
"You're so right, I don't know how I would've survived without you"you shake your head in disbelief and he catches you off guard when he places a hand on your cheek, stroking your soft skin.
"I'll see you tomorrow"he said and you nodded, tucking your hair behind your ear.
"Yeah of cou-"you gasp against his lips as he pulls you into another kiss and places your hands around his neck before his move to your hips, you kissed back and grabbed a fistful of his hair.
It felt too real, this was a bad idea. You pulled back as you pant lightly and look up at him.
"Was someone watching?" You asked confused and he shrugged.
"Yeah, sure" you weren't convinced but didn't stop him from kissing you again, grip tightening on your waist and your fingers running through his hair.
"No sex in the kitchen!"your mothers shrill voice made you and him jump apart, you covered your face in embarrassment.
"Goodnight, y/n"you lifted your head to wave chenle a goodnight.
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That night you couldn't sleep and you tried your hardest really but your best friends lips wouldn't leave your mind, they felt so soft and the way he took control of the kiss.
The way he took care of you during dinner and the way he guided you in the kitchen, you couldn't be catching feelings for the guy who literally thinks not showering saves water and helps the planet.
This is the same guy who pulled your pig tails for shits and giggles, the same guy that farted under your shared blanket and told you " if you want to live , don't lift the blanket"
What the hell was your heart doing? What kind of short circuit , malfunction was this?
Unbeknownst to you he was in the same predicament , not being able to sleep because you wouldn't leave his mind and he sort of wished he'd pulled your pig tails harder when you were younger as if that would change how he felt when he didn't even know what he felt.
Was it infatuation, lust, or something deeper? It didn't matter because he found himself getting dressed and texting your phone.
He told you to come outside because he couldn't sleep and you found yourself doing so anyway despite your protests.
"Finally"he sighed and crossed the street to you, if anyone asked he'd say he wasn't in control of his body when he cupped your face and kissed your lips for the third time that night.
You kissed him back and grabbed the hands that cupped your face, this kiss was a lot different than the others. It was almost a frenzy, like he needed you and you were the only cure but time was running out.
He pulled away and buried his face in your neck with the both of you panting, holding onto each other tightly as if you'd slip away.
"chenle-"he cuts you off, pressing his forehead against your own and you breathe in his scent that's so uniquely him.
"I can't get you out of my head, its driving me crazy"he whispered even though you two were the only ones outside.
"neither can I"you agreed and you swear you saw a sparkle in his eyes, both of you just as hooked on each other.
"I wanna kiss you but not here"you grab his shirt in your hands and pull him closer, gulping down a whine that threatened to leave your lips.
"why not?" you ask and he smirks, thumb brushing across your bottom lip.
"you want me that bad?"he asked and you stepped back only to be pulled back against his chest a second later.
"not funny"you frown and he kisses your forehead , the simple gesture making you swoon more over this new side of chenle that no one had seen before but he just laughs at you.
"let's get out of here"he pulls out his car keys and grabs your hand, pulling you over to his new car.
"and go where?"you asked him and unlocks the car with just a click of a button, still talking as he does so.
"I'll get us a hotel room, don't want anyone else walking in on us"he explains and you freeze, stopping your strides and he immediately senses something off with you.
"what is it?"he asked turning to you and you just looked at the ground,stumbling over your words and trying to find a way to tell him this was your first time without saying too much.
"i- , I just-"chenle is so amazing at reading you that he completely understood, taking your hand in his and stroking your knuckles with his thumb.
That was something only you knew he did whenever he tried to comfort you, he was generally a very attentive guy and he could read you easily.
"we don't have to do anything you're not comfortable with" he assures you but that only made you want to kiss him more, but he dodges your lips and makes you kiss his cheek instead with a smirk on his face.
"I'm serious"he tells you and you nod, you just wanted his lips on yours again and you grabbed two fist fulls of his shirt before pulling him against you hard, you don't pay any mind to your back hitting the car and only cared about the lips pressing against your own.
You hum in content and his hands grab your waist, tightening their grip before pulling away opening the door to the backseat and guiding you inside, locking the door after before his lips are back on yours and situating himself between your legs as he ruts against your clothed cunt covered by a thin layer of leggings.
"Chenle , you don't have a boner right now"you whispered and as you went to slip your hand between your bodies, he groans at your hand cupping his definite boner.
"Oh my god"you whisper but he pulls back, from the kiss, pressing his forehead against your own.
"We can just make out for a bit and then leave"you shake your head and lock your legs around his waist, cupping his face to kiss his lips and deepen the kiss.
"y/n"he tries to speak but you deepen the kiss again, pressing his hips down against your core and bucking up against him.
"need you here , lele"you whine and he gulps, shaking his head to clear his mind.
"I want you to be comfortable, your first time shouldn't be in the back of my car"he said and you drag your nails up the skin of his back, underneath his shirt as you successfully send a wave of shivers down his spine and he groans.
"please"you beg, all sense of pride leaving out the window the moment your lips are together, kissing his mouth like a starved animal and you move as you switch places with him to straddle his lap.
His hands on your hips and yours on his shoulders as he scoots back up against the other car door , locking the car before tossing the keys on the floor and you don't hesitate to kiss his neck as his hands move to your waist.
You take off your jacket and toss it onto the floor, his hands immediately slip under your shirt to touch your warm skin and you shriek at his cold fingers pulling back.
"Your hands are freezing"he does nothing but laugh and you lean over the front seat to turn on the heat , his hands slip under your shirt again but this time his fingers brush against your nipples and your body jerks at the sudden cold touch.
"no bra? what did we say about walking around outside in the winter without a bra?"he starts to scold you all the while his fingers roll your nipples between them and your back arches, gripping his shoulders tightly and shaking your head.
"chenle"you gasp and roll your hips down against him , he groans softly and grips your hips before bringing his lips to your nipple for the first time.
"Fuck"you gasp and tangle your fingers in his hair as you continue to grind on his crotch, his lips lick and suck your nipple as you hold him close and lean your head back.
Fuck, his tongue felt amazing.
"lele, I need you now"you whine as your hips rut against him and he has to force your hips to stop as he pulls off of your nipple.
"not yet , I still need to taste you"you bite your bottom lip and move to lay down on the other side of the car as chenle moves between your legs, his hands pull off your pants and underwear before blowing air on your clit.
"chenle" you smack his head as a reflex and he laughs before he let's his saliva drip down from his mouth and onto your anxiously awaiting pussy, using his index finger to spread it around before throwing your legs over his shoulder.
Your heart is beating fast and he hasn't even done anything quite yet, just using his finger to explore all you had to offer and looking up at your bottom lip trapped between your teeth.
You bite your bottom lip harder and arch your back the second his tongue meets your flesh , hands pulling you closer to suck your clit into his mouth and you moan as you tangle your fingers in his hair.
"this is the longest you've ever been quiet"he laughs and you flick him off to which he sucks your clit harder, his head shaking as he sticks his tongue out and you cry out at the pleasure.
"Fuck-"he lifts your leg and rests your heel on the back of the drivers seat and licks at your entrance before he looks up at you , pulling back to stick his finger in his mouth and sucks on it , gathering some of his saliva before he's prodding at your entrance.
"I'm gonna add a finger now to open you up" he explains and intertwines your fingers with his unoccupied hand , you let out a whimper as he pushes his finger inside slowly and shushes you , kissing your fingers.
"fuck , have you never touched yourself before?" he asked , surprised at your tightness and you shake your head and look away embarrassed.
"Give me your hand" he tells you and you look at him for a moment before giving him your hand, he takes his finger out of your hole and takes your middle finger and his own, sticking them both in his mouth and sucking them as he lathers them up with his tongue.
"Chenle-"you had never seen someone do something like that and he amazes you more as he uses both of your fingers to push inside of your sopping wet entrance.
"fuck, you're so-"the car felt hot and it wasn't because of the heat, you never thought chenle was hiding this the entire time and here you were thinking he was a virgin like you.
" I feel weird"you pant and he licks your clit before sucking the flesh into his mouth, sucking softly and you run your fingers through your hair as you squirm underneath him.
"don't run, let it go" he said as he speeds his thrusts up and your body starts to tremble, your moans get louder until you start to call out his name as your mind goes blank and your hips started to buck against both of your fingers.
His lips return back to your pussy as he continues to lap at your clit and sucks on your folds, your hips bucking against his mouth as you try to grab anything that was closest to you and he hums as you grip onto his hair tightly.
"Chenle"you buck your hips faster as he only intensifies your orgasm and water starts to leak out of you, his tongue slurping it all up and you have to push his head away to get him to stop.
"oh fuck, sorry babe, you just tasted so good"he said and you whimper as you pull on his shirt, pulling him into another kiss and you push him back.
"I wanna make you feel good too" you tell him and he shakes his head, trying to sit up but you're already pulling down his joggers.
"This is about you, not me"he tries again gripping your hands but you still yank down his underwear and lick from the base of his length to the tip, swirling your tongue around it before sucking on his tip.
"Fuck, w-where did you learn that?" he asked and you smiled at him , moving down a bit to lick and suck on his balls as you stroke his length.
"porn"you shrug and he throws his head back, leaning back against the door and closing his eyes.
"I wanna learn how to deep throat , lele"your voice catches him off guard and you giggle at the look on his face.
"take it in your mouth"he starts and you do as you're told, taking him in your mouth and sucking the tip once again as you feel him twitch in your mouth and you hum.
"Keep doing that and I'll cum"he warns you and you nodded, his fingers tangle in your hair and he holds your head still as he thrusts into your mouth.
You hum and he accidentally bucks too deep into your mouth causing you to gag but he pulls back immediately.
"Fuck- maybe this isn't a good idea"he pulls sits his hips back down but you follow him and take him back in your mouth.
"Y/n-" you follow the movements he did earlier and slowly bobb your head along his shaft, he sighs and combs your hair back into a makeshift ponytail.
"fuck, you're good to me, you know. really good."he whispered as he guides your mouth along his cock and pushing you lower to have you take more of him into your mouth, trying your best to resist the urge to gag around him so you hum instead and he moans for the first time as he moves his hand faster.
You suck faster and harder, moaning at the feeling of his dick sliding against your tongue at such a pace and his hips buck up into your mouth slightly , you gag around his length and he groans again as he grips your hair tightly and pulls your head back.
"Fuck, I'm gonna cum, that's enough"he pants once you let go and listen this time around, watching as he strokes his wet cock slowly and you straddle his waist now.
"I heard this is the best position for my first time" you tell him and bite your bottom lip but he doesnt answer and kisses you deeply, lifting your hips and dragging his tip through your folds before prodding at your entrance.
He grabs the back of your neck just like earlier that day and you take a leap of faith and lower yourself a little bit , a whimper leaves your mouth and he pulls you into a kiss.
"Move at your own pace" he whispers against your lips and let's you know to take your time, you deepen the kiss and wrap your arms around his neck as you slowly roll your hips to help get used to the size.
As you get comfortable with the first half you drop yourself down to take the rest of his length completely and he holds you against his chest as your body shakes at the intrusion, gasps and soft pants leaving you as you squeeze your eyes shut.
Chenle takes good care of you and plays music from his phone, hands also rub your back and kisses are littered on your temple ever so often.
"never thought I'd see the day that you would force yourself to take all of me, you must like me that bad" you roll your eyes and pull back with a scoff.
"Why do you always have to ruin the mood?"and just like that, it was as if today never happened and you sat there bickering as if you both weren't just sucking each other off not even five minutes prior.
"I insisted we wait to have sex but you couldn't wait, you're so obsessed with me at this-" a groan leaves his lips as you rolled your hips to test the waters, chenle had just reminded you of your goal and you wouldn't admit it to him but he felt amazing inside of you.
"what was that?"you asked with a smirk and roll your hips again, his head hits the window and his nails dig into your skin.
"oh, you play dirty" he comments and you only lift your hips before sinking back down on him, hands on your hips and guiding your movements faster, your hands grip his shoulder and you start to move at your own pace.
"fuck- y/n" Chenle groans and grabs two handfuls of your breasts, a whimper leaving your lips and you place your hand over his own at the immense pleasure coursing through your body.
"chenle-" you start to bounce on his cock as best as you could in the small space, your lips connecting again and his hips lifting to meet your pace.
"you feel so amazing"he groans into the kiss and you pull away to moan against his lips, his hands helping you bounce on his cock faster.
"oh fuck-" you cry out and bury your face in his neck , his hands spread your cheeks and his pace increases as your cunt tightens around him constantly.
"are you gonna cum?" he asked and you nodded, his hand grips your hair and brings you back to his lips.
"Cum for me, princess"you moan at the sudden pet name and bounce faster, chasing your orgasm and cum with a loud moan of his name.
"fuck, I'm Cumming" he pants, sweat trickling down his back and neck as he cums inside of you before collapsing onto the seat, holding you close against his chest.
"fuck, my mom is gonna kill me" he sighs and you looked up at him , eyebrows raised.
"why?"you asked genuinely curious.
"I didn't take you on a date first"he said and you snorted at that, rolling your eyes.
"is this your way of asking me on a date?"you asked , seeing right through him.
"you were gonna say yes anyway"he retorts and rolls his eyes.
"oh , shut up, I'm revoking your sex privileges"he just laughs at you because you both know you were definitely having sex again, most likely within the next 24 hours.
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if you could by chance, feed my obsession with some graves fluff, anything you want just something fluffy.
my obsession is out of hand, thank youu. <3
Anything for you boo thing <3
Coming Home
It had been a long few months for the both of you. You'd both be sent on missions by Shepard, a man you hated ever so dearly.
The worst part?
You weren't sent on them together.
You both didn't see each other, and when you did you had to act like you didn't know each other. It was nothing short of torture.
But you pushed through. The mission was simple enough. Get info and deliver it safely. It only took four months of sleeping alone in a safe house far too big for just yourself.
When you got home, you wanted nothing more than to see your boyfriend. But the house was eerily silent when you opened the door, and you knew that you had gotten home before he did.
So, ever so carefully, you sat your bag down in your shared bedroom and walked back out to the living room. You plopped down onto the couch, and started mindlessly scrolling through your phone that you had only just gotten back a few hours ago.
It took Phillip two hours to get out of the base and back to your shared home. The whole time he was nervously itching at his pocket, making sure his gift for you was still there.
When he finally got home, the sight of you on the couch made his heart leap into his throat. He missed you so much.
Graves sprinted to the couch, diving onto you and pulling you into the longest hug ever.
"Fucking hell, Phil," you complained, smooshed into his chest.
He just shushed you and placed a kiss onto your forehead. "I missed you," he confessed.
"I missed you too, but you don't see me jumping over the couch onto you."
"I didn't jump over the couch! I jumped from the side of the couch and... oh." It took him a minute to realize that he had, in fact, jumped over the couch. "Oops."
You just sighed and kissed him.
He, regretfully, pulled away and stood up. You went to follow suit, but he just pushed you back down. "No, no. I have something to give you," he explained.
You were curious as to what it was, but he was adamant on getting dinner and then giving it to you. Phillip ordered from your favorite restaurant and had it delivered to the house.
While the two of you waited, you cuddled on the couch and told each other everything that had happened while you were away. Graves got up and got the food from the driver, insisting that you stay sitting, and brought it over to the couch.
He placed the boxes on the coffee table and the two of you kept talking while you ate. Four months is a lot of time to be gone, after all.
When he was sure that you both were done eating, he cleaned everything. When you complained that you wanted to do something, Phil just shook his head and pressed a kiss to your cheek. "You deserve to be treated tonight. I don't want you lifting a finger."
With an eye roll, you let him keep doing whatever he wanted.
When Phil came back, he looked a little more nervous than before. Carefully, ever so carefully, he pulled something out of his pocket and got down on one knee.
"Y/n, I've loved you for a long time. I've known that I wanted to marry you for just as long. I planned on waiting just a little longer for the right moment, but after that mission we just had I couldn't. It was paining me not to have you with me at night. To not hear your laugh, your sarcastic comments. To not see the way you smiled when I told you I loved you or to see you roll your eyes at my jokes. I want you to be my husband so that I can argue when Shepard tries to seperate us. Will you marry me?" Graves asked, his eyes hopeful.
You couldn't help the smile that split your face, and you jumped off the couch and into his arms. "Obviously yes! God, I've been waiting forever for this!"
Phillip smiled and kissed you, tears springing to his eyes.
The two of you stayed like that for a minute before he pulled away and slipped the ring on your finger. It was beautiful, made with all your favorite colors and gems.
Graves picked you up and took you to your shared bedroom and laid you down in bed before getting in himself. He held you close to him, not wanting to let go.
He never wanted to let go if he could help it.
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━。゜✿ jily fic recommendations ✿ ゜。━
Really, we shouldn’t be surprised by now but I have more amazing jily AU fics to share because the writers of this fandom are incredibly talented and I have my screen report to prove it.
For reference, anything in italics is taken from the summaries on ao3.
serendipity by desperateforsanity (on ao3)
Modern college/uni AU. Dearest Students and Staff, I am pleased to announce Hogwarts University’s fourth annual Pen Pal Program. Upperclassmen and sophomores likely remember and cherish the memories of their previous penpals and are excited to make another friend this year.
TW: for the later chapters for discussions of grief and its effects on one's mental well-being. For the most part, though this is a fun fic full of great banter!
The Frenzied Misadventures of Balcony Man and Window Woman by @clare-with-no-i
prompt: "It's 3am why are you outside my window- are you trying to rob me?"
It feels necessary to preface this entire thing with the fact that, yes, James had good reason to be dangling precariously from a third-floor balcony, and anyone who says differently is simply attempting to smear his good name.
At least, that’s the story he’s sticking to.
Hijinks & Shenanigans
mellow is the man (who knows what he's been missing) also by @/ clare-with-no-i
Earl's Court. 24th May, 1975. Led Zeppelin live in concert like you've never seen them before.
FEATURING: prolonged eye contact, deeply metaphoric descriptions of cigarette smoke, painful levels of detail about makeup, and a special one-time performance by Two Teens In Love!
OR: the "we made eye contact at a Led Zeppelin concert but my friends pulled me away to mosh before I could come say hello" AU
So when I say that I saw this unfold frame by frame in my head, I mean the writing is on another level. The way that I could almost smell Earl Court ... I regret waiting so long to read it.
Also, found out this is written by the same author as one of my favourite jily fics foreigner’s god so that explains it
“I'm not a religious person but I do sometimes think God made you for me.”
― Sally Rooney, Normal People
but he’s a little bit too far away by @firefeufuego
Historical AU. A decade after they met as cadets for The Times, the toll of James chasing stories in war zones is starting to hit home for Lily.
Taking A Shot At You by @annabtg
Modern AU. Lily Evans, pharmacist, has to work all day and night on New Year's Eve - and ends up ringing in the new year with a bloke who just got himself a dog bite.
The Right Track by BeeDaily (on ao3)
Co-workers modern AU. When James is first handed the train ticket, his immediate reaction is to laugh openly in his father's face.
the horoscope by lirians
Modern AU. James stops momentarily to give way to a bunch of rambunctious teenagers on the pavement before he regains his step. Lily has come to a halt a bit further, waiting on him.
“Horoscopes?” he asks as they move onwards. He’s relieved that any awkwardness between them is apparently gone. “How so?”
“Marly sent me mine this week because it said I would meet someone from the past again,” she explains. “I’m still not sold on the idea of it, but isn’t this weird?”
I was inspired to read this by this art
The Falcon and The Squid by @jfleamont
There's a Lego Millennium Falcon that needs to be built.
There's also a bet, a ring and a bike.
Put it all together and what do you get?
Leda's jily will always be a favourite of mine. They're idiots in love your honour
Glastonbury by elanev91 (on ao3)
Prompt: we're at a music festival and you crawled into my tent when drunk and fell asleep, now you've woken up bewildered and to be honest I should be more annoyed but you're just so good looking
One Day at Time by @sweeethinny
Single-mum-lily AU. One day at a time is the mantra Lily uses to keep peace inside her mind, but there are days when it's simply impossible and in the end all she needs is a glass of wine, a cozy hug with her boyfriend, and a serious talk with her son.
Note that you can read this as a stand-alone one shot but it's part of a series that takes place in this AU
For All My Life by aheartcalledhome & SecondJadeofLan (on ao3)
When saving the bees ends in a happy family.
pumpkins and blueberries by evotter (on ao3)
Modern soulmate AU. In which Lily Evans hates puzzles, Marlene McKinnon is a coffee-making goddess, and the stuffy manager with the unkempt hair just so happens to be Lily's soulmate. In the wise words of Mary Macdonald, nothing is scarier than a relationship. Especially if it's with your soulmate.
After Moon by lovesickjily (on ao3)
When the universe sent Lily back in time for some inexplicable reason, she didn’t realise that she’d fall for the charming, messy-haired Prince along the way, nor did she realise that she’d see him once again.
here's to never growing up by elixirsoflife (on ao3)
Chat fic where a group chat documents the lives of four highly dramatic teenage boys as they navigate their A Levels.
Or, like, die trying.
Okay, I rarely ever read chat fics, they're just not my thing. BUT this one had me wheezing on my way to school. It's crack. Just treat it like crack
Ice Baby also by elixirsoflife
Modern college/uni AU. In his defence, James never expected to meet his soulmate at thirteen minutes past eleven on a Sunday morning when he’s aiming a puck at Sirius’ balls.
Or: call me sweetheart again and I'll punch you in the throat.
Not a Clue by PotterandEvans (on ao3)
Modern college/uni Quarantine AU. Lily stood in the doorway of the flat, looking at the boy in front of her. She had spent most of the last two years keeping her distance from the annoying piece of work, staying away from his ego mostly. “Come in.” She said, stepping away from the doorway to let him into the flat that she usually shared with Remus.
"Ah, so kind." James muttered as he walked inside, his heavy bag weighing him down. This really was not the ideal situation, for either of them. But he had nowhere else to go, so staying with Lily Evans it was going to have to be.
they were zoommates (requires an ao3 account) by elanev91 (on ao3)
Modern college/uni Quarantine AU. Lily's on lockdown and, because she can't help herself, signs herself up for a whole bunch of extra (and free) work with her ad agency. Minerva, her boss, assigns a cheeky social media manager to her team to help her. Also, Marlene discovers TikTok (this is nowhere near as important to the narrative as its inclusion here suggests).
And You Heard About Me (Ooh, We’ve Got Some Big Enemies!) by @wearingaberetinparis
Fame AU. Lily Evans is a Grammy-winning singer-songwriter and global superstar, who recently broke up from her latest and long-term actor boyfriend Amos Diggory. James Potter is a professional football player who plays as a forward for Manchester United and has never been quiet about his celebrity crush: Lily Evans. When Lily Evans thus plays at Wembley Stadium - a place he is more than familiar with due to his being part of the England team - he just has to go and see her perform, embracing his inner, besotted fan boy, while the woman on stage is completely oblivious to his presence. Or is she?
The most unrealistic part was man u winning (but it's James so that explains it).
Regardless, I started this fic while waiting for my final grades from last year to come through, and while they were disappointing, this sure wasn't. I was crying so hard that I fell asleep. Then I woke up and continued the fic and suddenly I was giggling along with Lilly.
Anything and everything Mary writes is a masterpiece. Thank you for sharing this wonderful story.
it continues (the beginning doesn't matter) by whitesunlars (on ao3)
She is the last person he expected at his door at that exact moment, despite feeling unsure about the fact that she managed to track down his address, he agrees to go out to coffee with her. A lot could be said about James Potter, but nobody could claim that he had good self-preservation skills.
They meet in a bar. Mistakes happen. They learn to keep going.
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Watch your back : chapter 1
Once you don’t value what you have someone else learns how to take care of what used to be yours
Synopsis : 8 men supposed to give her all the love they promised end up leaving her behind without a valid reason
Pairing : girlfriend Reader x PolyAteez !
Warnings : this chapter contains mentions of, mean Ateez , neglecting , poor behavior, a lot of crying , being stood up, being left out , broken promises , heartbreak, etc Please reminding me if I forgot something
This series is going to be posted together with the Psychiatric series, which means one chapter after another
Word count : 1,1k
She walked slowly towards the kitchen carefully to not make any noises , that could wake up the boys who where sleeping peacefully with their new girl
Everything was going way to fast for Y/n to comprehend what was happening lately
The girl opened the fridge pulling out her mini water bottle and drank it feeling at ease as the cold liquid poured down her hot throat
Closing up the bottle she sat down on the kitchen counter to relax the body that unknowingly tensed up
She hugged herself and teared up at the memories invading her mind again
Why can't you be like her ? She's not clingy and annoying like you are
You need to give us some space too stop being a nuisance and find yourself something else to do other than bothering me
It was never her intention to bother San that day , all she ever wanted was for him to help her with the groceries since nobody else was home at the time she arrived
Whenever she cooked she had to eat it on her own, but when one of her boyfriends made it or bough it there was never enough left for her
Guys dinner is ready please come eat it before it gets cold !
No one responded to her so she went up to knock on the door where noises came from that seemed like people laughing
Guys dinner is ready let's go eat-
We already ate outside after school so you can have dinner by yourself
Oh ok , I guess I'll eat by myself than
It was painful for her sometimes to revive everything again
She walked down the hall entering the kitchen where she saw everyone eating and chatting as they had fun
Im sorry im late , whats today's dinner ?
It was take out , since you where sleeping we didn't order for you
Her stomach growled signaling her that she was hungry
It's ok I'll just eat bread or something
She stood up and took a bottle of actimel from the fridge and went back towards Yunho's bedroom that she shared with him currently
She wiped her tears only for them to fall again after today's event
Guys the new Spider-Man movie came out and I got us tickets
Being a huge fan of Marvel films in general Y/n got exited and jumped around like a child who just got a huge bar of candy for dessert
But the excitement died down when they arrived at the cinema
Ok we all are sharing a row together since we have the numbers 451 to 458
She frowned seeing her ticket , it said 578
Seonghwa, but my ticket says 578 so that means I'm not sharing a seat beside you guys
Yeah that seat is at the far back , it's ok that means you don't have to share your popcorn or drink with anyone consider yourself lucky
She wasn't going to consider herself lucky, she loved to share the snacks with them and loved the feeling of their hands touching when they grabbed into the bowl at the same time
As they got inside she went to her seat where nobody else was beside her just the pure darkness surrounding the girl
They all giggled and chatted not even paying attention to the movie, she wished she could be beside one of them but someone else was already getting the affection she wanted
She wiped the tears and tried to concentrate on the movie, but that didn't work as they all stood up and left her there to go somewhere
The girl knew why they where leaving so she didn't even want to go home at this point to have to hear them do it
She only waited some more hours for the film to end so she could finally go home
There was nothing more than just her being the other girlfriend at this point
She put her drink back inside the fridge but stopped when she heard someone waddle towards her direction tiredly
" Honey? Why are you still awake ? "
It was Hongjoong who than tiredly wrapped his hands around her neck
" I just couldn't sleep so I came for a quick drink, let's get you back to bed "
" Come back to bed with me please "
He whined humming into her neck
" But I'm supposed to share with Yunho "
" Please , I didn't get to see you today "
She sighed and helped him walk towards his room where he laid down making grabby hands for her to hold him
" You shouldn't overwork yourself Joong , you know how much I detest to see you tired "
He wasn't sleeping enough due to him composing music all the time at night
" Mhm I'll stop , I'm sorry for worrying you "
" You always say that but you never do , it honestly upsets and makes me doubt you "
" I'm sorry for not taking care of myself like I should, I just love music that I tend to forget about the real world sometimes "
" I know Joong but please get some rest today "
" Don't worry I'll try at least "
" Promise me ? "
" I promise, love "
The elder kissed her and fell back asleep into her warm soft embrace
She caressed his hair knowing he promised a lot of things he couldn't keep , he'd probably just end up yelling at her like he always did and crawl back to her crying wanting to try again
Y/n knew her boyfriends more than they knew themselves , that's just how they were
When he was asleep she slowly got out of bed to return into her shared room with Yunho but someone already took her place
Sighing she went back into the living room and slept there on the couch with her blanket instead not wanting to disturb the others
She closed her eyes tiredly and let herself get taken slowly into dreamland
School was the only thing that worried her , the way they would ignore her again till they come home or exclude her from their lunch table since there wasn't "enough" space for her
She feared that Seonghwa would forget her in the rain again , Mingi pretending not to know her in science class , San and Wooyoung go rough on her at PE again , Jongho preferring someone else as his singing partner even tho they were assigned together, Yunho letting the girls from his class flirt with him again , Yeosang being mean to her , and Hongjoong tell her to stop caring about him at school
These where just simple actions in their eyes but it hurt her a lot to the point she'd want to give up on them , but she loved them a lot
#ateez#ateez angst#ateez atiny#ateez fluff#ateez hongjoong#ateez imagines#ateez jongho#ateez mingi#ateez san#ateez seonghwa#ateez yeosang#ateez x reader#ateez fanfic#ateez yunho#ateez wooyoung#yeosang angst#mingi angst#seonghwa angst#hongjoong angst#san angst#wooyoung angst#yunho angst#jongho angst
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i am sooo in love w your charles fics, and i was just wondering if you could do one where after a long day of practice charles comes home to the reader (male, preferably. or gender neutral is fine too!) all stressed and the reader knows a little way to relieve charles' tension? (by 'relieve' , if you can't catch my drift, possible nsfw?)
First of all, I am so sorry that it took me so fucking long to write this. I have no explanation, I have no apologies. I'm just lazy and I'm sorry. I hope you still like this.
Ease your Pain
Charles Leclerc x male!reader Request
Word count:1.2k
Warnings:smut 18+, making out, male!receiving, but a lot of fluff
Summary: After a stressful day, you help Charles to come down again...
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I watched with wide eyes how the Australian GP came to a rather fast end for Charles. Another DNF, even though the season just started. I knew that he wouldn't take it well. All the DNFs and the stress had taken a toll on him. He didn't want to talk about it, but I knew that he was having a hard time.
"Charles?", I asked carefully, as I watched my boyfriend make his way over to the me in the garage. His head shot up and I saw the tears in his eyes. He was doing everything possible for him not to cry. I rushed over to him and pulled him into my arms. He immideately burried his head in my shoulder, closing his eyes.
"You wanna go back to the hotel?", I asked and looked at him. He only nodded:"After the interviews:"
"Are you sure that you can do this?", I mumbled as I saw some Journalists already approaching us.
"It's fine, ma coeur. Just wait by the car", Charles sighed. I only nodded, not wanting to stress him any more. I stepped forward and kissed him on the cheek one last time before parting with him and making my way to our shared car in which we arrived earlier.
It didn't take long for Charles to return. But in the 30 minutes that he was gone, his DNF was already all over social media and while most people were nice and felt with Charles, there were also those that said he deserved all of it.
"We can go now", Charles mumbled after fastening his seat belt.
"Give me your phone", I said and held my hand out to him. Charles only looked at me perplexed. But eventually he pulled out his phone and gave it to me.
"No more social media today", I explained while starting the car,"No phone calls, no texts. Nothing. You have done enough today, no more."
Charles looked at me, like he was about to cry again. The adoration in his eyes clearer than daylight.
"Thank you, Love", he mumbled and rested his hand on my knee, slightly squeezing to show his gratitude. I only smiled at him and nodded before we drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence.
"You want to take a shower while I get dinner?", I asked, as Charles and I waited for the elevator to arrive.
"That would be nice", he smiled and stepped in, as the doors in front of us opened.
"What are you craving?", I questioned. Charles didn't answer for a second, so I turned around thinking that he was pondering what he wanted to eat, But I was met with the sight of a grinning Charles Leclerc.
"Charles, that was not what I meant", I smiled, my cheeks slightly tinted red.
"I didn't even say anything", he laughed and put up his hands in defense.
"Yeah sure", I rolled my eyes and slightly slapped his chest, as the elevator doors finally opened. The two of us stepped out into the hallway why discussing what we wanted to eat now.
"You know what", Charles said as we reached,"Surprise me"
And with a grin he withdrew to the bathroom. A few minutes later I heard how the shower starting running, signaling that I had approximately half an hour before he would come out again.
With a smile I reached for my phone , ordering takeout. But I still knew how to surprise Charles.
So, after about 30 minutes, just like I estimated, Charles stepped out of the Bathroom, only dressed in his shorts. A towel was draped over his shoulders and I saw that his hair was still slightly wet.
"Did you order something?", he asked, probably already smelling the food that rested on the table that was situated not far away from the bed.
"Come over here first.", I smiled, Charles looked at me perplexed but he did move over to the bed, sitting down next to me.
"Everything alright?", he asked.
"Yes", I smiled and carefully took his face in my hands, "I love you, Charles. Please never forget that. I'll always be here for you and you can always talk to me."
Charles didn't say anything at first, but I saw a smile graced his features and he raised his hand to put it over mine.
"Thank you, ma coeur", he finally mumbled,"I love you too"
I didn't need to say anything more, as Charles leaned forward to press his lips on mine.He sighed against my lips and I felt him pull me closer to him.
"Today is about you", I mumbled, as I pushed him back against the headboard. I saw that he tried to supress a moan, which put a smile on my face.
"Just relax", I whispered and softly kissed his neck, while my hand wandered to his pants. I carefully pushed them down, grazing his already hard length.
"Ma coeur!", Charles sighed as I started to palm him through his boxers.
"It's fine", I murmured as I pushed down the last piece of clothing,"Let it all out"
While my hand started to work on his cock, I continued to assault Charles neck , covering him in hickeys, which resulted in him moaning even louder.
"Y/N", he groaned, which told me that he was close.
"Cum for me", I whispered into his ear, sending him right over the top and I felt him release over my hand.
I looked up at Charles, who was breathing heavyly. I only smiled and kissed his cheek before getting up to grab a towel and a water bottle. As I returned to the bed, I handed Charles the bottle and cleaned him up a bit.
"Wanna eat now?", I asked after a few minutes of comfortable silence.
"I'd love to", Charles smiled. He got up and pulled me to my feet and before I could react, he had pulled me right into his arms, embracing me in a strong hug.
"Thank you, Y/N. I really needed this. I love you", He mumbled into my ear.
"I love you too, Charles", I smiled and pecked his cheek,"Come on, before the food gets cold"
"By the way", Charles wondered, as we sat down,"Is there anything visible on my neck?"
I almost chocked on my water, as Charles truned around, revealing the litany of hickeys all over his neck.
"we definetly need to cover those tomorrow", I whispered and started eating, trying to change the topic.
Charles only smiled:"oh don't worry, I don't have a problem with people knowing who helps me to relieve my stress the best."
#F1#f1 fic#f1 edit#f1 fanfic#formula#Formula 1#Formel 1#Charles Leclerc#Charles Leclerc 16#charles leclerc x you#charles leclerc x reader#Charles Leclerc x male reader#Charles Leclerc fic#Charles Leclerc fanfic#Charles Leclerc smut#ferrari#16#Australien gp#edit#x reader#oneshot#male y/n#male!reader
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Train Wreck [Ethan Morales Short Fanfic]
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Part 1 - Complicated
Pairing: Ethan Morales x fem reader
1.4k words
Warning: swearing
Requested: Based on Ariana Grande's song "Boyfriend." / Friends to lovers.
I watched him as he kissed her. The curly red-haired beauty from Biology. She’s hung out with our group a handful of times, mostly because she wanted to be around Ethan, so of course he was already all over her. He never wasted any time. The twist in my stomach, though invisible, felt vividly painful. I watched him as he kissed her enthusiastically.
“Close your eyes, Ethan, it’s creepy like this,” the girl whined at him. He smiled, unfazed.
“Take it or leave it, sweetheart. I’m not going to do something just ‘cause you ask me to.” This part made me smile slightly as I looked away at the scene. Still, from my spot a few feet away, I could still overhear.
“Ugh, you’re always so mean. You’re lucky you’re hot.”
“As long as you know.” Then silence. Probably kissing again.
I give them two minutes before I turn to interrupt, instead, I see Ethan already walking up to me.
“Ready to go?” he asks once he reaches me, a warm smile to greet me.
I huff and nod silently, turning left to get to the parking lot.
“No huffing or puffing allowed in my car, Miss Wolf. Not if you want a ride home.” I caught the teasing in his tone as he followed me, but it only annoyed me more. I stood in front of his car, waiting for him to unlock it. But he doesn’t. Instead, he walks up and stands in front of me. He studies me carefully.
“Why are you upset?” he finally asks. The look on his face shows genuine concern. I ignore the pang of guilt in my chest.
“I’m not upset. Can we please leave? I wanna go home.”
Ethan stays in place, still watching me.
“Y/N, c’mon. Don’t be like that. “He gives me full sad puppy dog eyes. It’s almost like he knows I’m a sucker for those gorgeous brown eyes. At this, I swallow the bitter taste in my mouth and force myself to smile.
He frowns. “I’ve known you since we were three, Y/N. That bullshit smile is not going to convince me.”
At this I laugh a bit. “Don’t be so dramatic. I’m fine.” This time it comes out more naturally. He’s not fully convinced, if the way he keeps staring at me is any indicator. But he finally unlocks his car and I jump in without hesitation. He closes the door before I can. I let out a long breath as I watched him go around the car to get in the passenger seat.
Once inside, he hands me his phone.
“Take it away, DJ.”
I smile at him briefly before I look down to put in his pin to unlock it and open Spotify. I wait until we’ve pulled out of the parking lot to play the first song.
Bad idea by Ariana Grande comes on and Ethan gives me a pointed look.
“Is this supposed to be some kind of punishment?” he quirks an eyebrow. I open my mouth to respond but I’m interrupted when he proceeds to belt out in song, obnoxiously loud, “I've been outta sight… I've been worried 'bout you lately...”
I burst out in laughter, and he smiles without looking at me, proud to have gotten the reaction he wanted. We’re both singing at the top of our lungs by the time the chorus comes around. Once the song ends, I look for another song to jam to. As I’m scrolling through a playlist, a text message pops on the top of the screen. From “Red Head.” I scoff.
“What?” Ethan asks, glancing over at me and then back at the road.
“Red head? That’s low even for you.”
Ethan stays quiet for a moment and then gives me an embarrassed look. This confuses me.
“What does that face mean?” I ask.
Ethan drags it out, surely not wanting to share whatever information he’s about to divulge.
“To be honest… I kind of forgot her name. I’ve been hoping someone will call her when I’m with her, but it still hasn’t happened so… I feel like it’s too late to ask her too…” he trails off, not making eye contact again.
“Dude... That’s awful.” I say, genuinely astonished. Ethan being how he is and doing a million things with all kinds of girls is one thing, but not even knowing her name, that was a whole other level of not giving a fuck. I shake my head in disbelief.
“Maia.” Is all I say.
Ethan finally looks at me.
“Thanks.”
It gets quiet after that. Desperate to drown out the awkward silence, I started looking for another song. Another text comes through. This time I opened it.
3:02pm u coming to the party tonight?
3:04pm can’t wait to get some alone time
“What is it?” Ethan asks. I vaguely feel him watching me as we come to a full stop at a red light. I feel tears burning in my eyes, though I’m not sure why. It’s not like I don’t know they’re hooking up. So why does reading something so stupidly simple make my heart ache this much?
I hand over his phone.
“Play whatever you want.”
Ethan watches me, but I refuse to make eye contact. There is no way I can look at him and not start crying. So instead, I look out of the window.
“Y/N?”
I say nothing. He quickly takes the hint and just drives faster once the light turns green.
He pulls up in his driveway. He had barely turned off the ignition when I basically jumped out of the car, stomping over to my house, across the street from his. I hear a door slam and then running footsteps behind me before I feel his arms wrap around me from behind.
“Hey, hey. Wait up.” He holds me tightly against him, his mouth next to my ear. I ignore the quick beating of my heart… and his, which I can feel against my back from how close he is.
“What’s going on with you today? Hm?” his voice is barely above a whisper, the tone gentle. The ache in my heart intensified. How could I ever tell him? He said it earlier. We’ve known each other our whole lives. We’ve been best friends for as long as either of us could probably remember. We used to take baths together for God’s sake; both our mothers have pictures to prove it. So how could I tell him that I now saw him in a different light? That every time he hugged me, I wanted him to never let me go. When he walks up to me, I wish he would greet me with a kiss. That when he looks at me, with all the warmth in the world, like he does, that I hope he was just thinking about me in the same way. But I could not tell him, because he was my best friend, and I knew him too well to think he could feel the same. For me or anyone else for that matter.
I pulled away from him.
“How about you save that for your girlfriend.”
Ethan frowns at this. “She’s not my girlfriend.”
That’s all he says. I roll my eyes.
“Of course not. That would require some kind of commitment, some kind of actual feelings, which you are incapable of.” I mutter.
Ethan’s expression changes, a half-smile adorning his lips. “Sounds a lot like you’re jealous.”
“Pfft”.
He chuckles.
“If you want me, all you have to do is ask.”
I scoff. “In your dreams, jerk.” I turn around to leave, unable to stand the smirk on his beautiful face.
His hands on my waist stop me again. I start pulling from him when his lips touch my cheek in a soft kiss.
“See you tonight.”
I turn to face him and fold my arms over my chest. “I’m not going to the party”.
“Why not?”
I give him a look, “Not interested in watching you hooking up with girls whose names you can’t remember. I would rather stay home and read, thank you very much”.
Ethan laughs, pushing a curl out of his face as he did so.
“Sounds like more jealousy.”
“I’m not jealous.” I argue.
He grins, “Cool. Then I’ll pick you up at 8:00.”
To be continued…
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A/N: Hope this didn't suck too much. I am brain dead after the day I've had. I will write the second part and as soon as I can. Thanks for reading!
#ethan morales#ethan morales fanfic#ethan morales x reader#never have i ever#never have i ever season 4#ben gross#devi vishwakumar#michael cimino#nhie#nhie s4
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Promise me you won’t regret me [jg]
Author’s note: thank you to the anon who requested this! It was nice to write for Joško for the first time 🥰 hope you enjoy this! Mwah
Warnings: there are mentions of an abusive relationship and violence in this one ‼️
wc: 2066 - English is not my first language! Feedback is always appreciated
The entire game has been a pain to watch. With Real Madrid scoring in the first 12 minutes of the game and City going into half-time losing, your heart just kept racing, anxiously beating in your chest. You knew this game was important. Or course it was! They boys wanted to play the Campions League final so badly, they wanted to defend their title, and they had to defeat Real Madrid once again.
You had your faith, believing they could do it. They did it once, right? This time wouldn’t be any different.
You knew Joško was anxious for the match, he couldn’t stop telling you how badly he wanted to win, how important it was. So, it didn’t surprised you that they went into half-time a little down. But, this is City. The game would definitely take a turn.
And it seemed like everything was getting better when Kevin scored in the 76th minute. Maybe, now the wind was going to blow to your boyfriend’s team side.
You could feel the anxiety building up in the stadium. Everyone was waiting for City to do what City usually does, and eliminate Real Madrid from the Champions League.
But it didn’t happen. Bernardo failed his penalty, and it was over for City. You let your head down, obviously devastated for the boys.
You go back to your car and wait for your boyfriend to meet you there so you two can go home and forget about this terrible loss. You can’t imagine how Joško must be feeling now. He, for sure, must be sad, disappointed and devastated. It’s your turn to take care of him, reassure him, shush all the infinite doubts that must be hovering in his mind right now.
20 minutes later, Joško gets in the car, throwing his backpack in the back seat harshly. His face expresses pure anger now, and you look at him, not quite knowing what to say, so you decide to take his hand into yours, caressing his fingers gently.
He just takes his hand away from your touch aggressively, without even looking at you. You flinch at the way his arm move harshly to get away from you. So you just take the hint and decide to give him some space, not daring to speak or move anymore through the entire ride home.
When you two arrive at your place, you quietly get out of the car, while Joško kept slamming his car door, the front door of your house… an untypical behaviour coming from him. You feel yourself slightly shaking, not knowing what to do to make him stop acting so aggressively. But, he’s mad at the game, not at you. Right? Maybe he just needs to vent for a bit. Right? Maybe you could help… and that’s what you’re thinking when you decide to meet him in your shared bedroom.
Joško is lying down, just staring at the ceiling with no reaction. You sit beside him and it’s like he doesn’t even acknowledges that you’re by his side.
“Baby…” - you call him. He finally looks at you, for what it seems like the first time tonight.
“Do you want to talk it out?” - you softly ask him.
He laughs ironically. “Talk it out? Do you think that is going to help? Talking about shit won’t take back the fact that we got fucking eliminated from the Champions League” - he says in an angry tone.
“I know, but I think it might help-“ - he cuts you off with a loud sigh.
“You know what, Y/N? I don’t care about what you think right now. I really don’t give a shit and the last thing I want right now is you by my side, nagging me about stupid shit that you consider to be better or whatever!” - he screams at you, making you flinch and distance yourself from where he stands, not on the bed anymore, since he got up due to his impatient behaviour.
You walk to the door, feeling that it might be better to give him even more space so he can cool down.
“Yeah, go ahead and leave. I want you far away from me right now” - he says and you can’t help but look at him with a surprised and hurt expression on your face.
“Did you not get the message? Leave me the fuck alone!” - he screams once again and slams the door once you got out of your shared bedroom.
For the first time since you’ve met Joško, you’re scared of him. His behaviour bringing you flashbacks of something in your past that you’d rather forget once and for all: your abusive ex. He was constantly aggressive towards you, bossing you around, treating you so poorly. Unfortunately, you always stayed by his side, despite all the times when he was awful to you. The last drop being the first and only time when he actually slapped you hard in the face. That day, you were out of his life forever, and you promised yourself that you would never have to deal with a men like that anymore.
It took you a while to recover from that relationship, to work on your self love and self esteem and to actually trust again in somebody.
When you met Joško through your brother Phil - introducing you two shortly after Joško joined Manchester City, something inside you immediately clicked. Getting to know him was an adventure that you decided to took on, feeling so safe around him. You never, even in your worst nightmares, would imagine that Joško could act like this towards you.
You can’t keep the tears from falling as you get out of the house and enter your car, driving to the safest place that you can think of right now: your brother’s arms.
Ringing the doorbell, Phil’s girlfriend, Rebecca, opens the door to the crying and shaky mess that you find yourself in.
She rushes you inside, worriedly asking you what happened, while she calls out for Phil.
When your brother sees you, he immediately runs to you, engulfing you in a bear hug - the one you needed to feel the most.
It took you a while, but you managed to calm yourself down and explain to them what happened. Phil’s face is scrunched up in anger, already threatening to teach Joško a lesson if he doesn’t learn how to properly treat you.
You know this is a topic that you should have addressed earlier in your relationship. You two have been dating for only a year, and you haven’t told him about your abusive ex yet. Maybe he would be more careful with his explosive reactions if he knew about it?
Your mind doesn’t stop thinking while you are supposed to be asleep. You are spending the night at your brother’s house, while deciding what you should do with your relationship. Instead of trying and get some sleep, you are fully awake - your mind reminding you of all the bad things that you’ve been through every time you decide to close your eyes for a bit. Around 6 am, your phone starts ringing with messages from your boyfriend.
“Where are you?” 6:02 am
“Are you mad at me?” 6:03 am
“Babe, please talk to me” 6:09 am
“I know I fucked up. But let me make it right” 6:23 am
“I don’t know if you’re still asleep but I also don’t know where you are or even if you are okay” 6:55 am
“Are you at Phil’s???” 7:12 am
“Please just answer me some thing so I can know that you’re okay. Tell me to fuck off if that’s how you’re feeling, I totally understand” 7:24 am
“I just needed to cool down for a bit but I never actually meant for you to leave” 7:49 am
The texts stop once you hear Phil’s phone ringing. You can’t understand what he’s saying but you assume that he told your boyfriend that you were with him.
Your clock now reads 8:12 am. You slept zero seconds tonight, but there’s no point in continuing to rot in bed, even if that’s the only thing that you feel like doing.
You get up and go downstairs to have breakfast with your brother, your sister-in-law and your nephews.
You manage to put something in your stomach even will all the anxiety that has been consuming your body since Joško yelled at you.
Your nephews are the only thing keeping your mind off that. They bring you joy and make you laugh as you are now playing with them.
The doorbell rings and Phil goes to open the door - you don’t pay much attention to that, not really expecting anybody to see you.
Your back is turned to the door while you are building a Lego with your nephew Ronnie.
Your body freezes once you hear Joško’s voice echoing through the living room. You slowly turn to look at his direction, he already looking at you with a sad, regretful and apologetic look on his face.
“Ronnie, let’s give auntie some time to talk to Joško, come on” - Phil says to his kid as he picks him up and they leave you two alone so you can finally talk about what happened.
You two sit on the sofa, not really knowing what to say. You stare at each other, taking in the other’s features. Joško looks tired, the dark bags under his eyes matching yours. His face is also a bit swollen - either from the lack of sleep or from the crying that he also let out.
He tries to reach for your hand, but you keep your body to yourself, not really opening up.
“Babe…” - he says, unsure of himself. You look at him but don’t say a word.
“Your brother told me on the phone that you had a rough past relationship. I’m sorry, I didn’t knew about it. And even if I did know, fuck, nothing would ever excuse the way I treated you” - he explains.
“It’s okay, I should’ve told you about it already. And I get that you were angry about the game-“ - he cuts you off.
“No, forget the game. It was stupid. You were trying to be there for me and I didn’t knew how to deal with my feelings” - you can tell he is blaming himself so hard for what he has done.
He notices you fiddling with your fingers, like you’re thinking about how to approach this conversation and he feels a hole in his chest.
“Please, forgive me, Y/N. You know me, you know I’m not an aggressive man, I’m incapable of doing something bad to you. I love you and this year that I’ve spent by your side has been the most bright and happiest year of my life. I want to continue discovering the world with you by my side. You’re my support, you’re the only person that can make me happy. And I feel like shit for making you feel so bad, for triggering you with my childish behaviour. I promise I can do better, I’ll learn how to deal with my emotions, I’ll be my best version for you. I just don’t want to feel like you’re regretting me, regretting our relationship” - he’s nervous, rambling at this point, with some tears threatening to spill from his eyes.
You look into his eyes and you see the loving boy that you fell in love with. Love is complicated. All of us want to have the biggest smile, but when you love someone, you have to learn how to give in. You can’t smile wider than love. Both people need to give in for the sake of the relationship.
You hold his hand, caressing it now.
“I love you, J. I could never regret you, us” - you assure him.
“I’m sorry I was such an asshole. I’ll never do anything like that again-“ - you shut him up, giving him a sweet kiss on the lips.
“Let’s go home” - you say to him with a smile.
And so you did. Holding hands with your boyfriend, letting go of your past. You two can’t really smile wider than your relationship, you two are one. You are home, love, adventure. And you could never regret that.
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Itoshi Sae x fem reader.
Tags : Angst, one sided love, Rape(Not by him), Ending.
Warning read at your own risk! Its not in detail but still.
unedited part 1 check out for part2 for sae's pov
"Prepare for dinner by seven at the same place. "Your boyfriend then proceeded to march out of your shared room, and you smile at him as he waves good bye."
"Take care." You instantly check your wardrobe for anything to wear. You found a box, and you instantly smiled when you remembered it was a dress he gave you on your first date.
You're finally using it.
You stared to imagine his reaction after all, you haven't seen him smile since you met him, and he's also always away. It's hard to be in a long distance relationship, but you're glad it worked out.
You check the time; there are still four hours left. You need to prepare yourself; you know Sae hates it when someone's late. You tried calling Sae's number multiple times, but he's not answering. You catch a glimpse inside the restaurant; it's the same restaurant you both like and the one he asks you for a date at.
Earlier at home, you tried calling him; you thought he would pick you up, but it was getting late, so you decided to come here by yourself.
After hours passed and you were getting furious, some staff came out and asked you multiple times if you had any reservations or how they could help you, and you answered them. "I'm fine." Or ". "Just waiting for someone." A group of men suddenly approaches you.
"We've been eyeing you for 30 minutes now, so how long are you going to stand there?" One of them asks They keep approaching at you, which makes you scared and run. You thought you lost them, but they suddenly appear in one alley. This time you tried to dial Sae's number while running, and you screamed when one of the men grabbed your hair.
You woke up in the hospital full of bruises, tears fell from your eyes, and you jumped out of the bed but collapsed after feeling the pain between your thighs.
A nurse opens the door with a basket of fruits and rushes to you. "Ma'am, please stay in bed." She guided you to your bed and gave you a cup of water. She placed the basket on the table besides you.
"A tall man gave me this; he seems in a rush so he leaves instantly." She said while fixing the blanket to cover you.
She also told you that those men were arrested with a possession of drugs they'll serve prison for a long time that gave up relief.
Days later, you're finally home. Your boyfriend never showed up or texted you after that, and the feeling of solitude surprisingly comforts you now that you think of it.
Sae never shows emotions towards you; there was a time that you felt like he lost interest in loving you. "Or probably he never loved you." You said it to yourself. You thought he was tired after practicing and sometimes didn't bother to reply to you, but at least you knew he was fine and doing great if he only read your reply.
At the hospital You know it's him; the feeling of betrayal and disappointment you never felt for him before has come to your senses. For the last time, you dialed Sae's number, hoping that he would answer it, but he failed.
To:Sae
When i met you two years ago when we visited and stayed in Madrid for six months,i went to a soccer match with my cousin who truly loves soccer (he really forced me to watch) but i didn't regret it because i met you there,your so good that i instantly have a crush on you, my cousin is a friend of one of your teammates and often invites your team that's how we officially met i know you don't have an interest with me that why i never really bother you that much but when we are leaving you ran towards me and ask me to be your girlfriend which made my heart jump in joy,after that we went into long distance which is hard but i understand before me your obsessed playing soccer, i cant just show to your life and stops or bother you with your dream, please don't give up being the best player cause im giving up this relationship, im sorry to bother you these years,im saying that i enjoy being with you and i love you i still do —im just giving up, those having crush on you turns into crushing me into pieces ,i know i deserves someone better . This will be the last time we'll be talking to each other. I love you; take care. My final good-bye.
To be continued... Sae's pov
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9:15pm
"Fuuuuuuuu-" y/n declares as she stomps into the room after taking a shower. It's finally time for bed and she can no longer wait to lie down and get rid of today's stress from work.
"No, don't you DARE finish that." DK warns as he gently covers y/n's complaining mouth, cutting her words.
Y/N glares at the man then winces right after, pain cursing through her head.
DK of course notices it, so he removes his hand from y/n's mouth as he cups her cheek, eyes searching hers with concern.
"Hey, I was gentle. Did I hurt you? Did I happen to slap you or something? I told you, you have to stop cursing too mu-"
This time, it was y/n's turn to cover her boyfriend's mouth.
"Stop overacting you big dummy. You didn't hurt me. I just have a bad headache." Y/n explains as she smiles through the pain, trying to convince DK that she's fine.
DK's eyes softens, as he gently removes y/n's hand covering his mouth. He presses a kiss on it.
"Did you take pain killers already?" He asks, as he tucks a stray hair behind her ears.
"Yeah, after dinner." she winces again.
DK and y/n may look more like best friends than lovers, bickering and teasing each other most of the time, especially when their energy is high. But in moments like this, DK's softer side comes out.
He gently pulls y/n to him, one of his hands wrapping around her, while the other goes to caress her hair.
“Poor baby. Did you have a rough day at work?" he asks, as he pulls y/n along towards their shared bed.
DK lets y/n sit as he prepares the pillows, making sure hers are extra comfy for tonight.
"It took me FIVE HOURS to finish that dam- darn presentation. My back hurts, my neck hurts, my eyes burn, AND MY HEAD HURTS. All because one of the seniors were absent." she fumes as she retells her day with wild hand gestures and a pained expression. At this point, she's stuck between crying out of exhaustion or crying out of frustration.
"Now, now, my love, calm down please. Let's get you into bed." DK coos, as he gently guides his steaming dragon-mad girlfriend.
"I could have had an early-out today, Kyeomie! I could've came home earlier. I could've cooked something for dinner instead of take-out." she complains with a pout that DK finds endearing.
He boops her nose as he gets in after her, then he tucks her in.
"Well, we can't do anything about that now. It already happened. I'm sorry you had to go through all that.." DK starts, as his hands return to caressing y/n's hair.
Y/N was about to spew more when DK started gently massaging her scalp.
"Oh...oh my gosh, that feels good." she exclaims softly as she relaxes into her boyfriend's arms. DK smiles to himself as he watched her turn into a puddle, melting into his chest.
"You sure you took pain killers?" he asks again.
"Yes love." Y/n shortly replies. Her brain's already loggged out for the day as DK continued his work, taking y/n's mind off of work and providing her with comfort.
"Okay baby. Would you like to lay your head on my chest too so I could continue this better?" he asks as he tilts her chin for her to look at him. Unfortunately for DK, y/n's eyes had already fluttered shut as she gave in too the comfort of her boyfriend's hug.
"That would actually be so so so nice right now Kyeomie." she sighs.
DK lets out a soft chuckle as he pulled y/n closer towards him. Y/N sighs contentedly as DK repositions his gentle hands back on to her scalp.
"Pleaseeee keep doing that love" y/n moans sleepily as DK applied a little more pressure on to her head.
Smiling to himself and at the love of his life snuggled on his chest and beneath the sheets, he hums his reply as he lands a soft kiss to her forehead.
At that, she looks up at him.
"What? Why?" DK asks, startled.
"Nothing..." y/n replies. But then, without warning, she swoops in to give DK a quick peck on the lips.
Startled was an understatement, but nevertheless, his face lit up with a goofy glow, with his smile so wide, it was like the sun was in the room even if it's already late into the night.
Giggling, y/n tried to snuggle back into DK's chest but he caught her on time. This time, he leans in while cupping her cheeks, as he softly claimed her lips with his.
"THAT, is how you properly thank the love of your life for a damn good massage, y/n." He cockily grins as y/n's face flushed red from her boyfriend's sudden attack.
She raises her brow though, at the curse DK let out. So she pushed up from the bed, hovering above DK.
DK, amused, let her be.
"Okay." she just says as she tucks her hair aside before leaning in to give DK a better "thank you".
DK smiles into the kiss, his hands grabbing her waist to bring her back down. When they come up for air, he hugs y/n tight to his chest.
"Wow my headache's a bit better now." Y/n muses as she burried her face into DK's neck as he continues to run his hands through her scalp and play with her hair, making her fall asleep faster.
"You know what they say, babycakes... a kiss helps make booboos feel better." he teases as he plants another soft peck on to her forehead while she found herself slowly drifting to sleep.
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♡ IT’S DEFINITELY YOU — ROBERT ‘BOB’ FLOYD
bob floyd x reader | wc : 1.2k words | content : possible grammar and spelling mistakes, lowercase intended, mentions of food, friends to lovers, college au, fluffity fluff, mentions of drinking, confessions
“do you ever want to sit outside and talk all night with someone?”
you suddenly blurted as you and bob had a snack in the cafeteria before your afternoon classes started. bob stared at you for a while, considering your question while you panicked, overthinking as you wondered what he thought.
“actually, just forget–” you spoke, biting on the straw of your iced coffee, worried that your friend might think of you as a weirdo.
“i do, actually. especially on the days where it’s hard to handle. i wish i had someone to share my worries with,” bob confessed, and you stared at the table silently, not knowing what to say.
you don’t know why you just blurted something you have been wanting to do for the longest to someone like bob. the two of you became friends after you realised you had every lecture together, and you were nothing but good friends.
at least you hoped for it. but of course, stupid feelings had to get in the way, and before you realised it, you were crushing on your batchmate hard.
unbeknownst to you, bob was in the same position, worried that if he acted upon his crush, he might ruin a wonderful friendship.
“guess we’ll just have to wait until we find that someone, huh?” you mumbled, checking your phone as an alarm went off, signaling you had to head to the lecture hall. “until then, we’ll just listen to mr kent rant about his hectic life as a lawyer.”
bob laughed, nodding along as he grabbed onto both your bags before walking to your classes. it was always like this. anyone who saw the two of you thought you were a couple, and you two would deny it, ignoring the pain in your hearts.
ever since you two met, you did everything together. your dorms were close to each other, so it was convenient. you two went home together and walked to the university together. you two bought groceries together, and would hang out together on your free days.
bob would pay for your meals whenever you two ate out, and you would pay back by cooking for the two of you when you ate at home. if you two started dating, it wouldn't be a big deal because it was hard to imagine one without the other.
with your finals coming up — and you two getting different library and study room slots — bob and you came across each other a lot less, unless it was to have a meal or chat for a bit during a study break. though you two texted, it didn’t really make up that you couldn’t see each other.
after your last exam, your batchmates went out for a celebratory dinner, and you couldn’t skip on it. which meant hanging out with bob had to wait until the next day.
but that didn’t stop you from constantly texting the male.
from your outfit to whatever you ate to your batchmates being drunk, you sent pictures and videos of it all to bob — who was also at a dinner with his friends. he sent you the same, the two of you exchanging your nights with each other.
“you have been on your phone all night. are you texting your boyfriend?” javy asked, making you look up from your phone.
you shook your head, denying his words. “i was just texting bob about the dinner,” you replied, smiling at him before looking back down on your phone as another text came from bob.
“and? is bob not your boyfriend?”
“no?”
javy’s eyes widened at your answer, shocked at the misconception he had. you saw his face and could figure out what he had thought, and his words only confirmed it.
“oh, damn. i thought you two were dating since y’all are always together and stuff. my bad.” he didn’t settle on the topic for long, moving his attention to bradley, who was drinking his fifth can of beer.
his words repeated in your head throughout the night, even after you had gone back home. maybe you should just take the risk and go for it. ask bob out. you had nothing to lose.
except for a great friendship.
you sighed to yourself, shaking your head as you went to shower, changing into some casual clothes as you laid on your bed. as you wondered about what you were going to do for the next three months, your phone pinged, signaling you had received a text.
robert 💜: knock knock
who’s there?
robert 💜: al
al who?
robert 💜: al give you a kiss if you open the door now
you let out a laugh, still confused, as you went towards your door, opening it slowly. seeing bob on the other side, smiling as he usually did, you greeted him back with a smile, wondering what was up.
“robert floyd, did you even look at the time?” you scolded with a smile on your face, unable to keep up your facade. “what are you doing up so late?”
“well, i wanted to sit outside and talk with someone all night long,” he answered, shyly rubbing the back of his neck. “and i hoped you’d be willing to be that someone.”
you closed the door, running inside to grab your jacket and wear some shoes. it startled bob when you shut the door in his face, guessing you didn’t want to accompany him.
but you were the one who wanted this ... was i not the someone you were looking for? he couldn’t help but think, turning away to go to his dorm.
the door suddenly opened, and you hurriedly rushed out, and once bob saw your shoes and jacket, he realised he had got carried away by his thoughts.
a wide smile came on his face as he saw you cutely rushing, holding onto your hand as you two walked out.
the two of you went to a nearby park, sitting on the swings as you rocked back and forth lightly, speaking about the things that came to your mind. it wasn’t anything deep, just random ramblings as you tried to pass the time.
“hey, y/n?” bob spoke, making you turn to look at him. “do you — um, would you be open to the idea of dating?” he had stopped swinging, and you stopped as well, raising your brows at his question.
“hm?”
“if someone asked you out, would you say yes?”
you shrugged, playing it cool even though your heart was threatening to beat out of your chest. “it depends on who the someone is, yeah?” you answered, wondering where this conversation was heading.
“what if it was me? if i asked you—” bob inquired, getting cut off by you as you nodded your head vigorously, unable to keep in your excitement.
“yes. definitely.” you bit your lip, eyes widening as you avoided looking at his face. “what i meant was, um, actually ...” you covered your face with your hands, feeling embarrassed.
bob chuckled, pulling your swing’s chain, so you were closer to him. “would you like to be mine, y/n?” he had a wide smile on his face, already knowing what your answer would be.
“yes, definitely. if it’s you, yes.”
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