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Like I Do

Pairing: Remus Lupin x Sirius Black

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Worried about the future, Sirius breaks up with Remus the summer before their final year at Hogwarts. When September rolls around and Remus shows up to the platform, his arm slung around a girl, Sirius realizes he fucked up. No one gets to touch his Moony like that. After a month of ignoring each other, the tension is too much.

(Title from the song Ode to a Conversation Stuck in Your Throat by Del Water Gap)

Word Count: 6,299

Original Publish Date: 2023-01-05

A/N: Hi again! Fic 4 from my AO3-to-tumblr transfer. This one is actually from this year haha. Hope you like! Feel free to check out my other stuff either on here as I start to upload or on my AO3 where they already live :)

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~ i. ~

It was a hard summer. Stuck at home helping out his mum around the house. He was either doing the manual labour too intense for her or his summer assignments. An extremely slow owl resulted in limited communication with his friends. He lost his school books for a good portion of time until he remembered he’s of age and there is in fact a spell that can help him. He blamed the forgetfulness on the breakup. Oh yeah, add that to the list. Sirius Black broke up with him. By owl.

He’s not exactly complaining (lie), because he would rather have it end than stretch it out and start the school year off with that conversation. This way he can process it on his own time. At least he still had half the summer. Honestly, the whole thing surprised him. It came out of nowhere. He’s not sure what happened, Sirius kept the letter quite short.

Remus,

He knew it was bad right from the start, Sirius always called him some form of Moony or an over-the-top pet name that Remus refused to admit he loved.

I don’t really know how to say this, so I guess I'll just get into it. I think we should call it. We both knew that it wasn’t going to last, so there’s no sense in dragging out the inevitable.

See you on the train,

Padfoot

He didn’t think that it was inevitable. Remus was starting to think that he could actually love Sirius. That Sirius could love him back. He hadn’t voiced it though. It was not something he was ready to do. But if Sirius thought the breakup was inevitable then surely Remus had missed some cues. He was always bad at that. James used to tease him about not being able to tell when someone was flirting with him.

He just stared at the letter for a while after it arrived. He half expected another one from James checking in on him to immediately follow, but nothing. From anyone, in fact. Broken up, cut off, and he couldn’t even find his school books to distract him. He also couldn’t talk to his mum, he didn’t tell her about him and Sirius.

He wrote a letter to Lily but didn’t send it. He wrote another, same thing. He wasn’t really sure what to tell her. Eventually, he settled with short and sweet, like Sirius’.

Lily,

Sirius and I broke up.

Remus

Remus’ owl took 2 days to reach Lily.

“Remus, it’s for you!” Hope answered the landline on a Wednesday evening. Remus pushed his chair out from the kitchen table where he was doing work (he had since remembered he was a wizard) and walked to where the phone was, around the corner. He wasn't sure who could possibly be calling for him, maybe the neighbour saw him fixing the fence and wanted him to fix his side too? Hope passed him the handset. “It’s a girl,” she teased. Remus rolled his eyes.

“Hello?”

“Remus!” Lily’s sweet voice greeted him. Oh yeah. He forgot about that. Not all his friends are purebloods who don’t know how to use a phone.

“Hey,” Remus replied, using the benefit of the long cord to reach into the kitchen and pull a chair to the phone. He sat down and switched the handset to the other ear.

“I just got your letter, why didn’t you call me! I’m so sorry, James didn’t mention anything to me when we went to Hogsmeade yesterday. I’m sending you some Honeydukes right now. I’ll charm it so it won’t melt, your owl is quite slow you know.” Lily rambled. Remus forgot how much he missed her voice. He sighed.

“I missed you,” he said.

“Oh, Remus,” Lily cooed. Remus sighed again. So much for thinking he processed it. “What happened, love?”

Remus paused. He wasn’t even sure himself what happened. “I don’t even know. I just got a letter from him out of the blue last week and-”

“LAST WEEK?” Lily exclaimed. “Remus, please tell me you at least talked it through with Hope.”

Remus didn’t answer.

“Remus Lupin, you didn’t just wallow did you?”

He still didn’t answer. Lily sighed. “I didn’t even tell her we were together, what am I supposed to say, ‘hey mum, remember my friend Sirius? We dated all through second term but you can’t meet him again because he just broke up with me’,” Remus checked to make sure his mum wasn’t still hanging around. She knew he was bi, they had that conversation a long time ago. But he wanted to keep Sirius to himself for a little. It seems a little was all he got anyway.

Lily sighed again. Remus knew she was shaking her head. “It wouldn’t have been a big deal, your mum’s cool,” Remus chuckled a little at that. “But, really, how are you doing?”

“I’m … ok,” Remus answered truthfully. “He said in the letter that it was inevitable anyway so I guess this is something that was always going to happen,” he shrugged, even though Lily couldn’t see him.

“Wait, backup, letter?” Lily asked.

“Oh, yeah. He broke up with me by owl.”

“He didn’t even have the decency to apparate?” Lily exclaimed, utterly shocked.

“To be fair, no one’s ever been here so it’s not like he could if he wanted to.”

“He could have at least Floo’d then!”

“Floo’s broken. I have no idea how to fix it.” Remus lied. He wasn't sure why he’s covering for Sirius. They were still friends, he guessed. Aren’t they?

Lily groaned. “Remus don't make up excuses for him. I’ll get James to give him a talking to.”

Remus sat up straight. “No, Lils, if Sirius didn’t even tell James that it happened I’m sure there’s a reason. The last thing I want is to tear everyone apart for our last year.”

“Ok. But if you change your mind, let me know.” Lily paused. “Did he say anything?”

“He ended it with ‘see you on the train’.”

~ ii. ~

Who is she?

September first. Platform 9 3/4. Months since Sirius had last seen his Moony. Or, well, just Moony now.

He didn’t think it was possible but Remus was taller. A lot taller. And broader. Big shoulders. He didn’t look lanky anymore, he filled out, it suited him. Was his jawline always that sharp? Fuck, when was the last time he shaved? Stubble has never looked so good. So much should not have changed over one summer.

But, who. Is. She?

Remus was the last of the Marauders to arrive on the platform. Sirius and James were first despite Effie forcing them to pose for photos, tearing up now that "her boys are all grown up.” Next was Peter, and now. Moony.

His right arm draped over the shoulder of some girl, their fingers laced together. Maybe he just looks so tall because she’s not even at his shoulders. Sirius can’t hear what they’re saying, but he doesn’t need to, their body language is doing all the talking. She is pressed close to him, holding his arm close.

Sirius can tell that Peter and James are talking but he can’t make out the words.

The girl waved to someone, trying to look over the crowd by standing on her tiptoes. She looked back at Remus, said what he assumed was a goodbye, and started to walk away. But Remus held on, and pulled her back, spinning her around to face him. And kissed her, right on the mouth. Right on the platform. In front of everyone.

Sirius seemed to be the only one who noticed.

The kiss went on for too long, in Sirius’ opinion. It didn’t look enjoyable either. He and Remus never kissed like that.

What could only be hours later, the two parted and Remus headed over to the Marauder’s arranged meeting point.

Sirius was stunned. A girlfriend? It has to be, his Moony was never one for casual stuff. Sirius would know. Sirius does know.

But PDA? That was new, he never did that with -

But it was because they couldn’t. Sirius wasn’t out publicly. While he no longer lived with the Blacks (he refused to call them his family), the news would still reach them. They still had ties to the school while Regulus was there.

Sirius felt a pang in his heart. He could never give Moony that. Not unless they uprooted their lives completely. It was inevitable, anyway. Just like he said in the letter. Fuck, he felt like shit attaching it to his owl. But he knew if he went in person he wouldn’t be able to do it. And he had to do it. Moony deserves better. Someone he can kiss in public, on the train platform, in front of the entire student body.

He didn’t want to tell James at first, but yesterday he figured he should probably say something before everyone was reunited. If anyone asked, Sirius didn’t know why he waited to tell James, it wasn’t a big deal, people break up, so what?

But really, it was because it was James who put the idea in his head, and he knew James would kill himself if he knew.

All summer he was seeing Lily, talking about Lily, letting his eyes linger on rings on display when they went out. The whole time Sirius missed Remus, really, he did. He wished he could see him, talk about him the way that James talked about Lily. The feelings were mirror images. He just couldn’t say it. Remus had been out for a couple of years now, he’s so unapologetically himself. As much as Sirius wants to say the same of himself, it’s not true. The closest he got to that is with James. But even then, he holds back a little. He forced himself into the guy’s house for Merlin’s sake. He wouldn’t be surprised if James never spoke to him again after finals.

But Moony. Fuck, Moony. Soft, safe, caring. Never complains when Sirius asks him to read out loud, from fiction to textbooks, Sirius loves the sound of his voice. He smells like a specific brand of Muggle soap, cinnamon, and cedar. Home. Remus smelt like home.

And just like his home growing up, eventually, it would gather all his vulnerabilities and spit them in his face. So the breakup was inevitable. Sirius was getting too comfortable, he had to do it before he really let his guard down.

See you on the train.

He thought it would be easy to say goodbye. They weren’t dating for long, sure they had kissed, had sex even. Good sex. But it couldn’t become more. As James had made painfully obvious to him, he could never browse for rings.

~ iii. ~

Remus tried to move on, really, he did. He bumped into a nice girl at the market near his house who ended up being a 6th year Ravenclaw. She recognized Remus, he had no idea who she was. But she was pretty, someone he could see at school, and nothing like Sirius.

When the term started they stayed together. With her being in the year below, they didn’t have any classes together, but whenever they had free time they spent it together. She snuck Remus into the Ravenclaw Common Room a couple of times, sometimes letting Remus guess at the riddle first. He never got it right. He did love the Common Room though. It was big, open, lots of windows. He liked the windows because they gave him something to focus his eyes on so he could avoid looking at the ceiling.

Charmed to look like the night's sky, the stars twinkled after dusk. Remus refused to enter the Common Room at night after the first time. Of course, Sirius has to be the brightest star. Remus wished he too was 8.6 light-years away from Earth.

He wasn’t necessarily avoiding the Marauders, but they didn’t mind, they were just happy to see him in a relationship. Truth be told, he wasn’t sure if Peter even realized that he and Sirius were together last term.

He was avoiding Sirius though. And Lily at times. He did not want to hear her opinion on the situation.

But he was getting nervous about the full moon. It was coming at the end of the month so at least he had some time to figure out how the fuck that was going to work. The wolf found it hard by himself over the summer, and Remus knows he will be happy to see his friends again. But the wolf won’t know to avoid Padfoot.

So for now he’ll just enjoy his time with his girlfriend.

He’ll try to, at least.

Her fingers caressed the same places that Sirius did. Her fingers were softer, smaller. They didn't match the invisible imprints that Sirius left on his skin. Her nails were longer and Remus missed the light touch of the tips of Sirius’ fingers when he would lazily trace shapes on Remus' hips.

Her teeth were different, too. Remus didn’t think that he’d be able to tell the difference between people’s teeth but he could. Maybe her mouth was smaller? She sometimes bit his lip when they kissed, and it just didn’t feel the same. He knew the answer, he just didn’t want to admit it. He was the only person to know about Sirius’ crooked tooth.

You couldn’t see it when he smiled, but sometimes Remus noticed, he knew what to look for. He knew that Walburga Black fixed Sirius’ teeth as soon as all his adult ones came in. He knew that in first year Sirius found a spell to counteract it, and as his first act of defiance, 11-year-old Sirius Black moved a single tooth back to its original place. He knew because last year Sirius showed him.

How pathetic. Remus missed a fucking tooth.

~ iv. ~

Sirius didn’t know why it bothered him so much. He and Remus were over, they had been over for a long time now. It was almost the end of September. Months had passed since the breakup. Months had passed since the last time he touched Remus’ skin.

Of course she’s a Ravenclaw. He always knew he wasn’t smart enough for Remus, that he didn’t try as hard as he should. She must be smart if she’s in Ravenclaw. He bet that Remus could even answer the riddles to get into the Common Room. They’re not very slick, Sirius always saw them sneak off. Maybe he’s just paying more attention than everyone else. He’s always been attuned to Remus’ movements.

It made his blood boil. He used to touch Remus like that. He’s the only one who knows where to touch, where to kiss. He’s the only one allowed to touch Remus like that.

Sirius never considered himself possessive, and he certainly didn’t feel this way while they were together. Something about seeing Remus with someone else just made him snap. And fuck if it didn't turn him on.

Sirius’ newest fantasy involved pulling Remus into a broom cupboard, a classroom, the shower, his bed, and kissing him hard. Make Remus realize that no one can make him feel as good as Sirius can.

He had to shut those feelings down. They broke up. He ended it. This was his own doing. He basically told Remus that he never thought they would last. Remus didn't want him anymore, he’d clearly moved on. Someone smart, someone pretty. A Muggleborn too, a commonality that they could never share. She’s nothing like him. Clearly, Remus thought it was inevitable too.

But all that did was add fuel to Sirius' fire.

~ v. ~

Sirius was getting easier to avoid. But the full moon was tomorrow. They needed to talk. Maybe Sirius would stay in the dorm tomorrow night? Would that make things better or worse? He knew both Lily and James would skin him alive if he didn’t talk to Sirius soon.

Remus sighed and closed his Charms textbook. He couldn’t focus anyway, even without the Sirius Issue. He's always agitated right before the full moon. Remus decided that he needed to find Sirius. He should be on his way back from class now, Remus could cross paths on his way back from the Library if he left right now.

So he packed up his things, eager to get this over with, and left the Library. Sure enough, there was Sirius, walking the halls with his hands in the pockets of his robes. Remus forgot about how well Sirius pulled off the uniform. It’s not fair that a family as shit as his can produce the most gorgeous offspring.

Cutting across the hall, side-stepping out of the way of some first years, Remus grabbed Sirius by the arm of his robe and pulled him into the first door he saw.

Regrettably, it was a broom cupboard.

~ vi. ~

Sirius was avoiding Remus. He hardly ever saw him anyway, he was always with his girlfriend. But now he was making sure there was purposeful space between them. So he went to class, walked back to the dorm slowly, went to the Library less than usual (not that he went much before, but he knew that Remus would be there). It was easy. He made the executive decision to just sit this full moon out. Padfoot and the wolf liked to tussle. He’s horny for Remus as a human, he did not need Padfoot to put that on display for everyone.

He made his way back from Muggle Studies, taking his sweet time, hands in his pockets, kicking the ground with his slow steps, just wasting time. The hall was filled with little first years and Sirius found himself missing the early Marauder days.

Suddenly, he felt a tug on the sleeve of his robe and he was yanked into a small, dark, cupboard. He whipped out his wand, cursing himself for not being more alert.

The mystery person beat him to the first spell, but it was just a smooth lumos. Sirius’ breath hitched.

Remus.

Sirius straightened his back and tried to step back, instead, he bumped into the wall. It was a tight squeeze, but at least there was some space between them. Sirius had enough room to move and open the door if he wanted to.

But did he?

Why was Remus pulling him into a broom cupboard?

Was he dreaming? Merlin’s fucking balls did he dream up an entire Muggle Studies class and now he'll have to go to another one when he woke up?

Sirius lowered his wand, tucking it into his robe pocket, waiting for Remus to speak. He decided this was not a dream. If it was, Remus’ tongue would already be down his throat.

He hadn’t been this close to Remus in so long. That smell. Remus must’ve showered this morning. Soap, cinnamon, cedar. It was intoxicating. If he didn’t get out of here soon he was going to do something stupid. Really stupid.

“Yes?” He prompted when Remus remained silent.

Remus ran his tongue over his lips before speaking, but it was all too much.

~ vii. ~

Remus cast a quick lumos, illuminating the small room. Could it even be considered a room?

Sirius took a step back. Fuck, he hates me, doesn’t he, Remus thought.

“Yes?” He asked, sounding annoyed.

Remus couldn’t think this close to Sirius. He wanted nothing more than to reach out and touch. No, he thought. You have a girlfriend, stop.

Nervous, Remus ran his tongue over his lips, trying to think of something to say. He opened his mouth, but before he could spit out the first word, Sirius launched his hands up, gripping his around the back of his neck, thumbs on the sides of his face.

And kissed him.

It caught Remus off guard, and he dropped his still-illuminated wand. It was oh so familiar. The press, the soft lips, the feel of big hands gripping his neck. Remus instinctively reached out and gripped Sirius' waist, pulling him impossibly close, the two of them pressed together.

Their lips moved together in synch. They were always perfect at this.

Sirius lightly bit down on Remus’ lip and when he felt that fucking tooth it snapped him back to reality. Remus broke the kiss and pushed Sirius off of him.

“What the fuck?” He exclaimed. He noticed how Sirius didn’t wipe his mouth. His lips glistened with their mixed saliva. “What was that all about!”

Sirius looked him in the eyes, they were out of focus, hooded. Remus knew that look. He tried not to let it get to him.

“I missed you.”

Remus was dumbfounded. “Missed me? You’re the one who broke up with me! I moved on, in case you didn’t notice. I have a girlfriend now.” The lie was easy now. He wasn’t sure he’d move on until he stopped seeing Sirius on a daily basis. Even then -

Sirius furrowed his brows, his mood changing. “Oh, I noticed.” He slowly reached out, seeing if Remus would stop his wandering hand. Remus hated himself for staying still. Sirius looped his fingers through one of Remus’ belt loops. “How could I not notice?”

Remus’ heart started pounding, his breathing was heavy, his blood was rushing south very quickly. Fuckfuckfuckfuck.

Sirius slowly pulled Remus towards him. Remus didn’t put up a fight. Sirius used his other hand to start untucking Remus’ shirt. He went from the side, towards the front, and let his hand move down.

“Does she make you this hard?”

Remus choked on air. Sirius chuckled. “She doesn’t, does she?” He teased.

Remus wasn’t sure what was happening, Sirius was never like this. Was he... was he jealous?

Sirius unhooked his finger from Remus’ belt loop and untucked the other side of his shirt before moving it to join his other hand at Remus’ belt buckle.

Remus was in too deep. He had to stop this. He couldn’t do this.

Sirius undid the buckle, then his trousers, and slowly started pulling them down. Sirius followed, lowering himself until he was on his knees, looking up at Remus. Jesus fucking Christ.

Remus wanted to shove him away, stop him from undoing all the work that he has put in to move on.

But what would he say? How could he lie and say that he doesn’t want this when the evidence of what Sirius was doing to him was so painfully obvious?

Sirius let go of the waistband of Remus’ trousers once they pooled at his ankles and slowly trailed his fingers up Remus’ legs.

Oh, those fingers. The callouses on his fingertips from playing James’ guitar, the slight graze of filed nails, the space that they occupy. Remus’ skin was on fire by the time they reach the waistband of his underwear.

Sirius placed his hands on Remus' hips, hooking his thumbs under the fabric. His fingers lining up perfectly with the imprints Remus couldn’t erase. Sirius smirked up at him as if he knew exactly what Remus was thinking: they fit perfectly together.

That was about the last innocent thought Remus had.

Sirius slowly pulled down Remus’ underwear. So slow, too slow. Remus was getting impatient, but he didn’t want to let Sirius know that he won. So he stayed fixed to the ground, making fists with the hands he wanted to grab Sirius’ hair with.

Remus was a bit embarrassed at how quickly he got this hard. In his defence, he hasn't done anything below the belt since before the summer. The last person to touch him like this was Sirius. And here he was again. He belonged to Sirius whether he knew it or not.

But right now? He knew. Fuck, he knew.

~ viii. ~

Sirius looked up at Remus. His head was thrown back, leaning against the chipped brick wall. His eyes were closed, brows furrowed in a mixture of resistance and pleasure. Sirius let his eyes trail down Remus' torso as he ran his hands up Remus thighs, lightly brushing his fingertips across the skin. He was feeling smug. He was the only one who could see Remus like this. He was the only one who could make Remus feel like this. He could tell Remus was trying to hold back, even with the limited light Sirius could see Remus' knuckles turning white with how tight he was clenching his fists. It gave him such a surge of power. Usually Remus was the one to take control in the bedroom. Sirius understood the appeal. But he was itching for Remus to not only take control but to fully lose control. Maybe if he worked him up just a little bit more ...

Remus was now fully bare from waist down. Sirius trailed his fingers up and down the inside of Remus' thighs, avoiding the proudly erect cock dripping in front of him.

"Look at you, hmm?" Sirius found himself saying. He was usually on the receiving end of dirty talk when he was with Remus but if he was trying to get a rise out of him, Sirius could dust off his dominant side. At least for a little bit. He used to be able to make girls melt. But he knew what his Moony liked. This would be easy.

Sirius gave the head of Remus' cock a kitten lick, tasting the salty precum. Remus made a sound in the back of his throat.

"You're really pent up, aren't you?" He asked, slowly licking up the underside of Remus' cock. He's always been good at giving head. "I'll bet she doesn't touch you like this," Sirius said, using a hand to cup Remus' balls. Remus always topped, but Sirius knew he still liked his ass played with a little. Sirius let his fingers wander further back. Remus gasped, his fists flexing. Sirius took this opportunity to slowly lower his mouth on the tip of Remus' cock, sucking lightly on the head.

The groan that Remus let out went straight to Sirius' cock. Oh how he had missed that sound.

~ ix. ~

Remus' head was spinning. He was vaguely aware that they were in a semi-public place but when Sirius finally put his lips around his cock, any logic or reason that had been present in his brain promptly left. He could feel his nails digging into his palm, itching to be digging into Sirius' scalp instead.

Sirius started bobbing his, but the pace was still too slow. Sirius always had a teasing energy in the bedroom but this was just another level.

"Sirius," Remus moaned. He finally opened his eyes and the sight of Sirius looking up at him through full eyelashes was too much.

Sirius pulled off Remus' cock with a wet pop, a trail of spit connecting the tip with his shining lips. Remus almost keeled over, already missing the heat of Sirius' mouth.

"Yes, love?" he responded, cheekily. He started slowly licking up the side of Remus' cock again and Remus had enough of this teasing.

He finally unclenched his fists and roughly gripped at the back of Sirius' head. But Sirius pushed back against the force of Remus pushing him towards his aching cock. "Needy, are we?" Sirius asked.

"Shut up and put your mouth on me," Remus demanded. It wasn't begging, he wouldn't go that far, but it was just shy. It was hard to hide the desperation in his voice. He hadn't been blown in so long. He hadn't been blown by Sirius in so long.

"Yes, Sir," Sirius said breathlessly, letting his mouth hang open. And Remus snapped.

Using his fistfuls of Sirius' hair, Remus forcefully pulled Sirius closer, shoving his cock all the way down Sirius' throat in one swift movement. Sirius moaned around the intrusion and let his muscles relax, giving full control to Remus.

God, he missed this. The submission he could get from Sirius. Knowing the pleasure that Sirius got from being manhandled like this. Remus started fucking into Sirius' mouth, pulling him closer by his hair to match every thrust. "Fuck you feel so good," Remus moaned. He felt movement below him and looked down to see Sirius had shed his robe and was palming himself through his trousers. Remus pulled Sirius off his cock and tugged at his hair, signalling him to stand up. Gasping for air, Sirius obeyed, and Remus pressed Sirius' back against the cool wall of the broom cupboard and roughly kissed him. Sirius arms immediately wrapped around Remus, started pulling his robe off before he began clawing at his back, pulling Remus closer.

Remus stopped his attack on Sirius' lips and began trailing kisses down his jaw to the juncture of his neck, lightly biting, revelling in the whine Sirius let out. "Tell me what you want," he whispered into Sirius' ear.

Sirius groaned, gripping harder at the back of Remus' shirt. "You, fuck, Moony, you."

~ x. ~

Sirius was straining against his trousers. He had barely even been touched, it had only been his own hand, not even under his trousers. He was desperate for some sort of friction. His grip on Remus' shirt was getting tighter, he was worried he might tear it. He wanted to tear it, he wanted to scrape his nails down his Moony's back, draw blood, mark him as his.

"All you had to do was ask," Remus said, smugly, and gripped Sirius' waist, roughly spinning him around so that his front was pressed against the rough bricks, reminding him that they could be walked in at any moment. The scrape against his cheek told him this wasn't a dream, and the smack Remus planted on his ass confirmed it.

Sirius watched as Remus reached around him and undid his belt, then his trousers before roughly pulling them down. "Wand, where?" Remus gruffed into Sirius' ear.

"Robe pocket, hurry up," Sirius responded.

Remus' wand was still lit on the ground. Hidden under their robes, the light wasn't blinding, making the space feel more intimate than it already was. Sirius waited (im)patiently for Remus to find his wand. His breath hitched when he heard the sound of the broom cupboard door being spelled to lock, and let out a groan when he was shocked with the spell Remus must've uttered to prep his insides. Sirius much preferred the muggle way of the prep, but nothing beat being surprised with the spell. He also loved when Remus used Sirius' wand for it. It was always a little bit more rough, less perfect than when Remus used his own wand. The one time using someone else's wand enhanced a spell.

Remus tossed Sirius' wand back into the pile of robes and a thrill raced through Sirius' veins as he realized Remus hadn't used a silencing spell. Fuck, Remus was going to make him stay quiet.

Sirius felt Remus hands grip his hips and he forcefully pulled him closer. Sirius could feel Remus' hot, hard cock pressed between his ass cheeks and let his body melt into the wall in front of him. With his cheek pressed against the wall, he could look back and see the look of determination in Remus' eyes.

Remus held out his hand and spat in it before tugging at his cock, getting it ready. Sirius' had yet to be touched.

Remus slapped his cock against Sirius' hole a couple of times, teasing him. Sirius pressed his hands against the wall to push himself against Remus, hoping he would get the hint and fuck him already.

"Now who's needy, hmm?" Remus chuckled.

"It's been too long, please," Sirius begged.

"Counting the days have you?" Remus teased, thrusting against Sirius but not entering.

He hadn't, but he might as well have been with how much he ached for Remus right now. "Moony, I need you, please, please," he was getting desperate. His cock was leaking, untouched, for fucks sake.

Then, finally, finally, Remus pressed in, and Sirius made a sound he had never heard himself make before. Remus' grip on Sirius' hips tightened in response.

Remus bottomed out quickly, and Sirius revelled in the fact that Remus was feeling as desperate at he was.

Sirius bucked his hips back, needing Remus to move. He was done waiting, he needed to be fucked, proper. Now.

Remus seemed to get the hint and pulled out slightly before slamming back inside. Sirius bit down on his lip to stop him from making the sounds that Remus always forced out of him.

Soon the cupboard was full of the sound of skin slapping skin, Remus not holding anything back as he fucked into Sirius.

"Fucking Christ," Remus moaned. A part of Sirius' heart sang, the muggle deity reminding him that this was Moony. His Moony. "You're still so tight."

Sirius hummed at the light praise. "Held out for you," he replied. Sirius felt Remus dig his nails into his hips.

"All mine, huh?" Remus asked, pulling Sirius against him in time with his thrusts.

Sirius moaned at the new intensity. "Yoursyours-" he chanted, conscious that he was getting a little too loud but not caring enough to quiet himself.

"No one else can touch you like this, right?" Remus asked. Sirius felt himself getting lightheaded with the possessiveness coming from Remus. He didn't know where it had come from, but fuck he needed more.

"No one else, just you, just you," Sirius moaned, Remus' thrusts hitting that spot deep within him. He was getting close but it wasn't enough. "Please touch me, please," he begged.

Not needing anymore prompting, Remus reached around and wrapped a hand around Sirius. He jerked forward at the touch, not realizing how sensitive he already was.

Remus groaned possessively and picked up the pace of both his thrusts and his hand. He was getting close, Sirius could tell. "Inside, please," he wanted to be marked, inside and out, claimed by Remus.

Remus made a sound akin to a growl and Sirius almost lost it. "I'm gonna- Moony I'm gonna-"

Remus tightened his pressure on Sirius' cock and slightly changed the angle of his thrusts. Sirius could feel the pressure building inside of him, it was getting to be too much. He was wrapped up in Remus, could feel him everywhere. He could barely hold back anymore but knew to hold out until he was allowed.

"Beg."

Sirius choked on air. Was he not already begging? Instead he whined, and in a flash Remus' hand was gone and his thrusts slowed. Sirius could scream. His balls tightened, it took everything in him to not let this orgasm be ruined. He must have made some sort of noise because Remus slapped a hand over his mouth.

Remus shushed him, "Can't have the whole school knowing Sirius Black is getting fucked in a broom cupboard, hmm?" Sirius whined again. Then just let me cum, he wanted to yell.

While Remus might have slowed his thrusts, they weren't lacking in force, pulling out almost all the way before slamming back in. Sirius' legs were getting weak.

Remus loosened his grip on Sirius' mouth and Sirius did not waste any time. "Please let me cum, Moony please," the words spilled out of his mouth and Remus returned his hand to Sirius' cock. Still not getting the permission he needed, Sirius changed tactics. "Make me cum," he begged instead.

This got a reaction. The hand on Sirius' hip tightened and Sirius knew he was getting somewhere. "Make me, please, no one else can," Remus' growl from before returned and Sirius' legs almost went out as Remus' stamina returned with fervour. Sirius continued, "Please, I need you to make me cum, I'm so close," Sirius knew there would be bruises on his hips in the shape of Remus' fingers later.

"No one else can make you cum," Remus repeated Sirius words and even though he was the one to say them first they still made him dizzy. "Tell me that no body touches you like me."

Sirius moaned inwardly, knowing he needed to stay quiet. "No one does, just you, you're the only one," he rambled, the build up returning, he was so close. "Please, Moony, I need to cum," he wasn't sure how much longer he could hold off.

"Yeah? I'll bet you do," Remus teased and Sirius could cry.

"Pleaaaase," Sirius drew out. "You're gonna - fuck - I can't - Moony I'm -" Limited to two word sentences Sirius was going to pass out if he couldn't cum right now.

"Let me make you cum, yeah? Come on baby, cum for me,"

Sirius, with his last remaining braincell, managed to clamp a hand over his mouth before he was hit with the strongest orgasm he'd ever experience. He wasn't sure if he was completely silent or moaning louder than ever. His whole body was shaking, all of his muscles tensed. He could faintly make out a stream of swears and praise from Remus, coming down only to feel Remus finish inside of him, spurring on another round of shakes from the oversensitivity.

Finally, Remus let go of Sirius' spent cock and slowly pulled out. Sirius stayed pressed against the wall, worried he might fall over if he tried to move.

"Fucking hell," Remus laughed to himself, out of breath.

Sirius hummed in response, not able to form any other thought. He could hear shuffling and opened his eyes to see Remus getting dressed. Fear prickled up his neck, please don't let this be a one off, "Where are you -"

Remus shut him up with a kiss. "I'll meet you in the Common Room. I have to go break up with my girlfriend."

Sirius tried not to feel smug. Maybe he would get to browse for rings after all.

#marauders #marauders era #the marauders #james potter #remus lupin #sirius black #peter pettigrew #wolfstar #remus x sirius #wolfstar fic #wolfstar smut

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ridiculousimplicity · 2 years

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Heartstopper Ep3

Oh, so her name's Imogen! Hehehe.. She clearly has a crush on Nicholas. 😊 Those purple hearts were adorable.

OMG! He asked Charlie if he'd accompany him to the party! 🤩

I feel sorta sad for Tao because he really wanted to hang out with his besties tonight & sadly two of them couldn't make it. Aww..

Haha.. Charlie & Nick looking for each other in that crowded party was heart poundingly cute!

Okay, seriously, that Harry needs to take a chill pill.

ATTENTION: Charlie don't go. Do Not Assume Nick Likes Tara. Do. not. Assume! 😥

Aww.. Okay, so now Nick knows Tara is a lesbian and has a girlfriend too. Gods, Tara and Darcy are sweet too. Hehehe..

Aww.. considering that Nick has finally accepted that he feels much better around Charlie, it goes without saying that Charlie is his best friend. :D

Harry, you little -- dumbass.. I have never understood why people make fun of someone’s feelings/crush on someone. Recently, I watched this movie called A Whisker Away (you can catch it on Netflix. Lovely animation and a sweet story) and **spoilers ahead** it had a scene where a classmate of the female lead snatched her letter (which she’d written for her crush) and read it out loud in front of the whole class, including her crush and kept laughing in between. It was truly nerve wracking and painful to watch it. The female lead says in a broken voice to not “make fun of her feelings.” And that truly was heartbreaking. You could see the subtle way the insolent boy reacted to her words (he must’ve felt ashamed) but still went on to ask the male lead (the crush) how he’d respond to her confession. **spoiler ended**

Anyway, that scene reminded me how fucking cruel people can be when they don’t have anyone to teach them compassion and kindness.

And this scene where Harry is making fun of Charlie’s supposed crush on Nick is disgusting. It makes it even worse because he assumes that everyone will laugh, nod and agree with him about how pitiful Charlie is just because he’s gay. I am furious!

Well, that was valiant of Nick and truly remarkable of him to walk out from there. We shouldn’t tolerate such disgusting things either, guys. Harry must’ve been feeling like he’s on a pedestal, thinking he’s joking while he really was being downright cruel.

Onto lighter matters, it’s so sweet to see this bond between Tao and Elle. (somebody give me tissues *tearing up*) I agree with Elle.

“Sometimes change is a good thing.”

EXCUSE ME! Okay, people, listen! If anyone ever comes to you and says

“I’m sorry about what happened. Have you finished sulking about it?”

then you have the right to get the fuck outta there like the hellhounds are on your tail! Alright?

Like Joe says to Mia in Princess Diaries “ Nobody can make you feel inferior without your consent.”

You. Have the right to feel. What you feel!

If the other person is sane and courteous and compassionate enough to approach you properly, basically way better than how Ben does to Charlie, then you know you can have a decent discussion to sort out what’s going on. Otherwise, NOPE!

Imogen is really pretty. I like how her eyes shimmer in those disco dancing lights!

What?! OMG!! Yes! Considering the title of the episode I thought (yes, wishful thinking *rolling my eyes*) that maybe Charlie and Nick might share a kiss, no matter how small, doesn’t have to be on the lips either. I’m even more happy to see Tara and Darcy embracing the party and finally feeling free enough to share a kiss here, among the crowds! Oh god! It was so utterly sweet too!

Also Nick witnessed that moment and felt happy and a sort of admiration for them showed how maybe it’s not too bad to discover and embrace new things about himself.

Yes! Nick found Charlie finally! Ohohoho.. You know the minute Charlie mentioned Ben, you can see Nick’s face fall. Like he is scared that Charlie will slip away. Ahhhhhhhhh..

Bro, how big is this house?!?

OMG! I love snarky Nick! :D

First of all, I loved how Nick is so vulnerable and open with Charlie and the questions leading up to the kiss were so soft spoken and even more softly answered. And the kiss! Sweet lord, I held my breath all through it, because this nasty part of my brain kept saying someone will interrupt this beautiful moment and ruin it with their disgusting opinions and whatever reactions and Charlie’s heart will be broken and Nick will heartbroken too and then there will be a much bigger chasm for the both of them to find their way back to each other!

Thankfully, whatever I expected didn’t happen and I was so glad that they kissed again! Their little pinkies intertwining was such a small detail but a meaningful one! And Nick went on to hold Charlie’s hand and I felt my heart soar at that!

BUT! Harry literally broke the trance. That little shit!

God, the way Nick got up as if he was burned or afraid of being walked in on, gave my second hand flashbacks of Charlie sort of going through the same with Ben. Ugh... This fear has got to stop!

Oh god! Charlie’s overthinking and assuming things again. (T_T)

Waaaaaaa--- Nicholas is here?! (0.0)

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gleefullypolin · 11 days

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Bridgerton therapy, indeed.

He's a self declared gentleman and he's been writing her letters without courting her for how long now? Seeking her out? Whether or not he's ignorant of how that might look to her, he's very much benefitting from her attentions and I think he will have felt the sting of not having it quite a bit. It's unintentional on his end but he's given her the worst whiplash a few times. He is definitely the flower to her gardener in that relationship and she really does tend to him so well.

I once saw someone say that Penelope had much more in common with Anthony than Colin and as an abstract, I can see it in a way. But I don't think abstracts are where love stories lay, tbh. Both of them being the third born, Colin with no expectations and Penelope with no attention would have far more in common to me and that's disregarding them both being writers. Adding that in gives so many more additional layers to their relationship, layers I don't think can be easily hand waved away either.

I really do enjoy the added elements of the show vs the book, I think there's a lot of expectations people may have of the book when it comes to the new season but in a totally different medium, I can see where it has to be different. I think the inclusion of a suitor for her is a good way to manifest the yearning Colin will go through--not because he's only going to see her romantically out of seeing with her someone else since I think the seeds have been there the whole time but because with the changes they already made to their storyline (the not courting her line and constant reminders from him to her of friendship), the audience needs to see him, visually, yearn and go through jealousy. I know a lot of people are both longing for and hating the idea of him going through some sort of "groveling" but I don't think that's the goal of it, I think it's for him to finally understand why the idea of life without her, when he cannot neatly place her in the platonic friend box, in unacceptable to him.

They've already shown us that he's missing something without her, he misses her when she won't even write to him while he's gone, how is he going to handle when she's married and gone from his life completely?

(to be very honest, I can never remember what Debling looks like other than a plot device, haha)

Oh I agree, I don't necessarily think it's going to endear him to anyone and I think that the rumors are vastly exaggerated but I also think if he comes in with the pastel blues and his boyish cheeks, lacking experience the audience isn't going to buy him as a serious contender to Penelope's Lord Debling. Seeing him flirt and be charming and, yes, even a scene of him leaving a woman's bed, etc, will be vital for the general audience to see that is very much a man now. A boy on his knees for a girl would be called infatuation. A man on his knees for a woman won't be considered anything less than love.

I just realized how overly wordy I am, sorry for that!

The other day I was playing stories in my head, as I often do, and I laughed to myself playing this in my head between Eloise and Colin.

“This plot of yours to marry Penelope off is quite flawed, brother.” Eloise stared intently at her brother, glaring at him with an irksome grimace on her face.

“And why is that? It’s working quite splendidly if I don’t say so myself. Debling seems quite enthralled with her.” Colin dismissed his sister and turned back to his reading.

“What ever will the two of you do once she is married? With no one to care about your travels or respond to your letters, you’ll be bored and lonely.”

Colin looked up at her in confusion. “I’m sure Pen will have plenty of time to hear all about Greece.”

Eloise voice sounded with a tort laugh laced with a scolding tone. “Brother, you wouldn’t dare continue to behave in such an ungentlemanly way with a married woman.”

“But it’s Pen, surely she would continue to want to hear…” he started before she cut him off, her finger in his face, admonishing him in anger.

“She would be a married woman, Colin. Your travels would be none of her concern. Once she is married, she will have her own travels with her own husband to worry about. For all you know, she may move to Spain once she is wed. You would be wise to remember that before you carry on with this behavior.”

“Move to Spain!” He exclaimed, wide eyed. “Pen would never, she could not, would not do such a…” His mouth opened, then shut as he thought about the possibilities. Did he really know Lord Debling’s intentions? Why did he even think he had a say in what would happen with Pen after her suitor laid claim on her.

Laid claim on her? On his Pen? His Penelope? Someone was to claim her and take her away from him?

“Flawed.” Eloise said with a smug look on her face, leaving Colin to contemplate why suddenly he hated everything about his ridiculous plan.

Ok sorry I don’t know where that came from, I don’t write fanfiction for Bridgerton but that was kind of fun to get out of my head. Oh how I need Eloise to come back into play in the story. I need someone to point out how silly he’s being.

I don’t even care who it is. Eloise, Benedict, Hyacinth. Just someone to whack him in the head and go, oh hey yeah that might not be a friendly thing to be thinking about your “friend”. Hahaha!

But I digress and got lost there for a moment, where were we?

Anthony, interesting to see the Anthony/Colin comparison. I can see the abstract as far as the commonality in how they feel the need to take care of everyone. Anthony as the head of the family, Penelope in the shadows taking care of everyone as LW. But beyond that you are correct, abstracts are not where love stories lie.

I’m so very curious honestly how adding Eloise knowledge of LW changes the show. Because that was huge in story changes from the book.

Obviously Colin still needs to find out because if he doesn’t that changes everything so I’m looking forward to that reveal but what does it do for Eloise and Penelope because that was a huge part of her relationship and character and its huge to Colin as well so the foundation there is big. Even bigger than Debling and what that does because I truly believe the “Debling” of it all is gone by Part 2. (Debling honestly just looks like Ewan McGregor woke up and decided to be in Bridgerton) take it or leave it. I’m sure he’ll be nice for someone one day. lol

I think this idea of groveling won’t really be in the form of begging for forgiveness because lets be honest, the girl would forgive him anyway. She loves the hell out of him and forgives him by episode 2. The groveling will be in the form of him suffering his own feelings. His waking up to realizing holy hell she’s a goddess and I didn’t realize it and look at what I had and why is she not looking at me. And I hope she lets him linger in that for a moment because she earned that.

And she would love him in blue and pastels and she will love him in his pirate costume (Because damn who wont) and at the end of the day with the smoldering way he’s staring at her all season, she will be remiss to not notice the boy grew into a man but imagine her surprise when all his looks, all his stares are right at her. As she is being courted and danced with at balls, there is a man standing at the edge of the ballroom, with a look JUST for her! That girl is NOT ready!

Holy hell I think I beat you in wordy!!! I think we both get carried away with these 2! Sorry not sorry!

#my asks #wonderful people

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snappleapple · 3 years

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their favorite types of kisses

people in this - dream, georgenotfound, sapnap, wilbur, punz, jschlatt, awesamdude, quackity

headcanon!

the most disgusting fluff i’ve ever written

warning - cursing, i think that’s all but if there is more please do not hesitate to tell me :)

word count - 2k

a/n: okay okay, i might’ve lied earlier about that being my last post but this was short and easy to make which is why i would like to feed my readers this early haha. anyways, enjoy and please disregard the errors in this post, i hate proof reading anything lol. also, i’ve been very indecisive on the title and i might change it later and ooh, my masterlist will be made soon. i’ve just been feeling very unproductive these days. also, please put in requests, i am so bored and dumb therefore there are no ideas in this brain. and if you’d like a part 2, i might add more people for the part 2!anyways, peace!

dream -

i get the feeling that dream’s favorite type of kisses would be cheek kisses

he just likes to watch as you struggle to reach his height

“aw look at those little legs do their thing.”

ends up with you not giving him his kiss

and mans becomes SO pouty

“y/n…come on. don’t be this way.” :(

if you don’t kiss him on the cheek, will also become SO clingy and whiny

“why won’t you KISS ME!”

clenches his fists and stomps away like a teenage girl during puberty

slamming the door to your room

so then you have to go and give him all the kisses he wants

his face is slammed into your pillow

you sit on the side of the bed and pet his hair

leading him to stare up at you with puppy dog eyes

“i will give you all the kisses you want. so stop being so pouty, you big baby.”

will literally leave zero feet of space between you and him

taps his cheek to tell you he wants kisses

when you go on dates, will literally make you stand on your tippy toes to get his kisses

does not bend down at all and actually lifts his head higher to tease you

in other words, clingy but rude hoe

george -

george is a classic romantic

he loves just lip kisses

pecks or lingering ones

he doesn’t care

mans don’t need too many kisses

nor does he need to be too clingy

total opposite of dream and sapnap *ahem clingy ahem*

if he wants a kiss,

he will come over to you and get it

doesn’t get pouty if you’re busy

just waits patiently

doesn’t enjoy it when you interrupt him when he’s streaming so you do your own thing

when you’re watching a movie with him,

he will literally only stare at you with his cute smile

and listen to your every criticism of the movie

he likes to just peck your lips whenever he feels like it

and you’re just not surprised anymore

just likes to stare at your lips whenever you talk

overall, is very sweet but not to an extent with showing affection

sapnap -

omg

sapnap just vibes with neck kisses

it tickles his neck and he loves them

giggles when you pepper kisses along his neck and flushes a deep red

“y/n. stop.” giggles between each word

but when you do, becomes the saddest person in the whole world

“i was joking.” :(

when he’s streaming and he begins to miss you

would leave his room and find you just to get a kiss

just like dream, would get angry if you give him no kisses

“GIVE ME KISSIES!”

very amusing for you

and you love to tease him

“i don’t want to give you kissies.”

continues to stare at you with a large frown until you give in and give him kissies

lsg supremacy but i’ll get into this later hehe

you better give him kisses or you’ll be dealing with a very sad sapnap

sadnap :(

wilbur -

wilbur, wilbur, wilbur

what can i even say

total nose kiss guy

i bet he’ll boop your nose twenty four seven

asks stupid questions just to get your attention

“y/n?”

“yes wilbur?”

“is a hotdog a sandwich?”

“why-“

“boop.”

“did you just say boop while you booped my nose?”

if he’s streaming and you bring him a snack

he will hold your face still and leave kisses on your nose

not too clingy but not too distant

likes to be just right with you

if its snowy outside and your noses get red

makes dumb jokes about he is rudolph and you’re mrs. rudolph

just a lot of smooches from wilby

takes you to a lot of hidden cafes in the city

and while you read, he balances his head on his palm, staring at you in admiration

if you’re insecure about your nose, you legit can’t be around wilbur because he will go on a tangent about how beautiful it is

substantially, soft boy hours all day bro, besides when he gets mad then you leave the hormonal man tf alone

punz -

i don’t see a lot of punz on tumblr so here we go

punz loves hand kisses

not to an extent where he has a hand fetish

god no but just like

when your holding hands, he’ll occasionally pull your hand up to his lips and leave a kiss

lots of hand holding

and i mean lots

constantly gets mad fun of for being a simp but ignores those comments because he genuinely loves you so much

likes it when you play with his hair and messing it up

also likes to compare hand sizes with you

always has a hand on your thigh or your hand in his whenever he is driving somewhere with you

even when you go on dates, always holding hands

no matter how sweaty your hand gets, he will hold on

sometimes if he holds on for too long, you have to tell him to let go

“punz, my hand is super sweaty. lets take a break from the hand holding.”

would flat out decline so you would have to pry your hand out of his

he would also love it when you would kiss his hand

makes him feel all polite and precious LOL

would also wrap his pinky along yours when you walk together

he once came with you to a family gathering for christmas and was so SHY

shy boy held your hand for security while your younger siblings made fun of you

afterwards, when you were under a mistletoe, he kisses you on the lips before kissing you on his favorite part of your body,

your hand

c!jschlatt -

jschlatt is a whole mess

the first time you met, he confessed that he would hate you for as long as you lived because you made fun of his boots

now he says he still strongly dislikes you but you’re more tolerable

doesn’t like it when you make him soft and HATES it when he blushes

“why must you do this to me, mother nature?”

also “hates” it when you even touch him because he “hates” you

when he actually confessed to you that he liked you with his grumpy usual grandpa voice,

you kissed him on his forehead, after he bent down of course

he is an actual giant and threatens to squash you like an ant if he feels the need to

is an absolute monster to you but loves it when you kiss his forehead because it makes him feel secure and loved

likes to watch the wind blow through your hair and mess it up but gives you his hat because he like you being “all pretty and shit”

gets SUPER jealous when you hug children

like for example, when you went over to a family gathering at his house, his cousins came up to hug you

and when you let go of the child, the man child comes and lugs you over his shoulder

gets yelled at by his mom and gives her a sheepish smile before rolling his eyes and throwing you down on the sofa set next to him

his mom doesn’t approve of the way he treats you but you tell her its fine because he’s cute

when you are far from any type of civilization or in the safety and solitude of your own home, he wants kisses on the forehead

pointing up to it and bending down so you could reach it

“y/n, i only love you because of your forehead kisses.”

“you only love me for my kisses?” :(

“mhm.”

actually feels slightly bad

“and because of your personality.”

“thank you-“

“shut up. we don’t talk about this.”

in conclusion, give him his forehead kisses or perish

awesamdude -

sam just adores it when you give him jawline kisses

not because it’s basically the only place you could reach but because it’s a sweet gesture

sam is all about sweetness

i mean have you even seen this man on his stream

he likes to watch you while you have conversations with your friends

not in a creepy way but more like an adoring way

cause man does he love you

i mean not only does he love you but his whole family does

and when you’re alone with sam, you love to bury him underneath all of your love

“i love you sam!”

“no i love you more y/n!”

“NO i LOVE you more!”

“NO i LOVE you MORE!”

“SAM NO. I LOVE YOU MORE!”

“okay thank you sweet pea.”

leaving you a bit confused but happy that he accepts your love

when you cuddle, omg

he never stops peppering kisses all over your face and vice versa because your relationship is disgustingly fluffy

when he lends you one of his sweatshirts, you sure as hell better wear that shit out or else (i am leaving a blank threat here)

sam loves technology but you guys sort of have a system

a system that involves mailing each other love letters rather than texting them

you guys also go on a ton of walks just about anywhere

hand holding is mandatory even though you probably look like a child compared to him

just give sam lots of love and in return, you’ll receive lots of love

quackity -

mans cannot leave you tf alone

likes to do ANYTHING freaky around you

“i will follow you to the ends of the earth, mi amor.” or

“ayy, back off.” if anyone gets too close to you

messes with you twenty four seven and makes it his job to drive you insane

plays horror games at two in the morning for fun

and when he gets scared, hides in the safety of your arms

“mi amor. i’m scared.”

“shut the fuck up and sleep, alex.”

“okay.” shuts up quickly and snuggles deeper into the crook of your neck

loves you so deeply but HATES your cat

“look at that little dumb thing stare at me. you got a problem bro?”

your cat also HATES alex

scratches him all the time and hisses at him

if you think sapnap is babie, wait till you meet alex

“y/n he bit me!”

when you glance down, you don’t even see a scratch

“kiss my boo boo.”

wtf

“what boo boo? there’s nothing there.”

gasps as if you offended him

“this boo boo that your el demonio did to me.”

this man will do anything to get boo boo kisses

istg, you once found him provoking your cat to get some scratches

in alex’s mind, ouchies = kisses from y/n

always has ouchies from god knows where and shows it to you

even though you find it annoying at first, you grow used to it and it sorta becomes your thing with alex

alex is babie and you need to take good care of him :)

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kunikinnie · 2 years

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ah i’m in love with your sfw alphabets!! would you mind doing one for kunikida too??? 💖

Kunikida Doppo SFW Alphabet

a/n: I would never mind writing for Kunikida HAHA that's why I finished this so fast... I'm sorry I'll get to the other requests soon! tagging: @requiem626k

BTW I used a frankenstein alphabet (that means bits and pieces were stolen from different sets) because why not lol

A - AU (Random AU here, so like domestic, prince, vampire, etc.) a/n: this took me the longest to write if only you knew how many I wanted to write down LOL

Defense Attorney Kunikida Doppo. That’s it. That’s the answer. :P

Ok so why defense? While he does have a strong sense of morality and hence a strong dislike of criminals, I just think defending the “wrongly accused” suits him more. I imagine that he’s seen someone he respected deeply become wrongfully convicted when he was younger. Someone not that well-off and only meant nice things for other people yet the system has failed them. Of course that doesn’t mean all his clients are innocent, but that doesn’t deter him. He only fights for what is right and true no matter how hard it can get.

B - Best Friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)

You already know what he’s like with Dazai and Katai. Now imagine that with you. He may as well be your third parent.

As to how it starts, the two of you just cross paths often for whatever reason you can imagine. Slowly the two of you become close and without knowing it, he’s one of the people on your emergency contacts and perhaps the only one to barge into your house with no explanation needed.

C - Cuddles (Cuddler? Not a cuddler? Maybe a cuddler? How would they cuddle?)

Says he doesn’t particularly care for them but he definitely does lol. Touch is something he secretly craves and just feeling you so close to him calms him down more than anything else. He rarely initiates it, but on days when he feels particularly down he’ll cling to you while he sleeps. Usually the big spoon because it makes him feel like your knight or something, but wouldn’t mind being little spoon every now and then.

D - Dance (Do they like to dance with you? How good of a dancer are they?)

He cannot dance decently to save his life or anyone else’s lol. (Watch Wan Episode 6/Read Wan Chapter 25 to see for yourself.)

But he really wants to dance decently enough for it to be enjoyable for you to dance with him, although it always ends up just being slow swaying. It’s a nice, intimate moment though.

E - Excitement (How do they act when they’re excited? What excites them?)

Aside from just being able to follow his schedule to the letter, anything that has to do with his hobbies and interests boosts his mood tenfold. Bring him along for fishing and he’ll be smiling the entire day more than he did the entire week. Other things he likes include his notebooks (remember the whole Master Carlisle scene?), eating his favorite fish (seared tataki bonito), and drinking good quality alcohol (although he tends to drink a little bit beyond his capacity).

F - Films (What kind of movies would they like? Theaters or Netflix?)

Man’s got traditional tastes so definitely watching movies in the theater. Any genre can interest him as long as the movie is critically acclaimed... except horror. He will only watch it with someone else if he knows it’s not that great to begin with (hence it’s not scary) to preserve his pride and sanity.

G - Group Mates (how are they as a group mate?)

Big, bold, capital ASSET. I cannot stress enough how well-organized this man is (not to mention his leadership skills) so your project will move forward. He may be a perfectionist, but I think if he knows the profile of his group mates then he’ll lower standards a bit. Only a bit lol.

H - Hugs (How would they hug you? Is it common for them to hug you?)

I don’t think he gives hugs often just because he prefers showing his love for you in other ways. He likes saving them (mostly back hugs) for intimate moments or whenever he feels emotional for whatever reason.

I - Injury (How do they react if you get injured?)

It’s almost guaranteed he’ll flip out. Depending on how, why, and where you got injured, his reaction ranges from annoyed to beyond distressed. He hates for one of the most important people in his life to get hurt especially if it was because of his job at the Agency. But if it’s something minor like a small knife cut on the finger or graze on your leg, he’ll scold you for being careless while tending to the wound as gently and swiftly as he can.

J - Jealous (Would they ever get jealous? How would they act if they were jealous?)

He’s quite secure in your relationship so he’s not the type to get jealous. At most he’ll get annoyed when someone is trying to flirt with you (or looks like is flirting with you), but he won’t be bothered if you try to reject them politely or do something similar. But he can get a teeny bit jealous if you’re impressed by that person (especially if he knows they’re your type). He’ll deny he felt that way no matter how much you press him, though.

K - Kisses (How would they kiss you? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)

Forehead/top of head kisses are the most common for Kunikida. It’s sweet without being too affectionate, plus if someone sees the two of you it’s not as embarrassing. If it’s coming from you, any kiss (especially in public) is going to make him almost evaporate on the spot. But I think the most effective ones are those on the lips and on the jaw (they’re supposed to be quick stolen cheek kisses but this man’s too tall, okay?).

L - Little Ones (How are they around kids? Do they want a family?)

He’s great with kids because he just LOVES them so much. They definitely bring out his softer teacher side.

And yes, he would absolutely want to have some of his own (two max). It’s all written down in his notebook.

M - Memory (Favorite memory together?)

The first time you bought something specifically for him and only him. It was when you were only just coworkers or friends, so he could just not forget how special he felt and the butterflies that were swarming so violently in his chest even years from then. It was a gift – something you knew he liked – which meant he didn’t even ask you to do it for him; and to top it off, there was no occasion. Why did you have to do that then? What were you trying to do? That was when his brain and heart went in sync to wish that that meant he could become something to you more than just a friend – which of course, was graciously granted.

N – Nicknames (What do they call you, and what are their favorite things to be called?)

He just calls you by your first name. It’s not that he’s not creative at all, but rather that he can’t bring himself to call you anything else than that. Just thinking about it makes him flustered and embarrassed HAHA.

As for what you call him, just his first name is fine as well but any nickname or pet name is more than welcome (but ONLY in private. Do that within Dazai’s hearing range and he may not live to see another day).

O - Obvious (How obvious do they make it that they like you?)

He does his best to not be obvious, but he’s just such an open book that almost anyone can tell he likes you so much (whether or not you were dating already). As to if that also applies to you depends on how dense you are lol

P - Photographs (Are they into documenting your relationship? What kind of pics would they take? candids? posed? funny?)

Kunikida isn’t the type to take a lot of pictures (he has the skills of your average uncle) but every now and then he takes some for his eyes only. Just personal moments where you look your best. His favorites are the candid ones but it feels wrong for him to take them secretly, so most of his saved pics are posed ones (whether or not both of you are in the pic).

Q - Quizzes (How much would they remember about you?)

Anything he wants to remember about you is written in his notebook. That way, even if he forgets there is an easy way to find it again. Those little notebooks of his really are his second brain.

But a lot of personal details about you don’t even need to be written down for it to be stuck in his memory. I think he doesn’t even need to tell himself to remember – he just does. That’s how much he thinks and cares about you.

R - Romance (How romantic are they? What are their go-to ways of being romantic?)

He’s definitely the classic romantic (no matter how much he denies it). Brings you flowers on your dates, writes you love letters, cooks you a candlelight dinner, etc.

S - Sleep (what are their sleep habits?)

He sleeps on his back and wears matching pajamas and a bonnet (link to Wan pic if you want to see :3). I don’t see him as someone who changes position often or has trouble sleeping just because he’s always so damn tired. If there’s someone sleeping beside him it won’t change much, except that he’ll have their head snuggled on his chest (and he might remove the bonnet lol).

T - Try (how much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, everyday tasks?)

He puts in a lot. of. effort. Kunikida has a vision of how things should be and he does his best to make it happen. Spending time with you and giving you only the best is a prime example of that, plus it’s his way of showing how much he loves you.

U - Ugly (what would be some ugly habits of theirs?)

He’s not exactly the most patient person. Anger flares up quickly even at the smallest of things. But I think that it quickly dissipates as well, as long as it’s nothing major.

V - Victorious (Would they play games with you? What kind of games? Would they win?)

He’s quite decent at strategy games like chess or go but absolutely terrible at anything luck or card based like poker or uno. He won’t bring up the idea of playing with you or with anyone else for that matter, but he won’t decline any invite (except if it were from Dazai, of course).

W - Winter (What do they do with you when the weather’s cold? Is it hot cocoa and cuddling? Or is it ice skating? Or something else?)

Cold weather during his free time? There’s a lot he does want to try, but the number one thing on his mind is anything work-related (arranging papers, cleaning, etc.). You need to do some convincing for him to do something else lol. Anything is fair game depending on the situation and his energy levels.

X - (E)x (How do they handle exes? What do they do if they see them?)

Again, Kunikida’s quite secure with your relationship as long as there aren’t any “causes for worry”. If you both know your ex is as good as dead to you there’s really nothing he will say or do. But it’s a different story if that ex of yours bothers you in any way shape or form, which is when he’ll deal with them as he sees fit.

Y - Yearning (What do they do when they miss you?)

He tries to fill in that void by preparing for your return. This applies to whether or not you’re dating already.

Is it fixing your desk? Watering your plants? Arranging some of your paperwork? Heck, he might even buy something that reminds him of you and possibly give it to you as a gift.

Z - Zodiac (What is their zodiac sign? Do they fit it to a T? Speaking of zodiac, how superstitious are they when it comes to love?)

He’s a Virgo. That’s it, no need to explain. Nah just kidding.

I don’t think he believes in zodiac, horoscopes, and the like because it’s “not scientifically sound” and cannot see any connection between people of the same sign nor of any sign to another. But when the love bug hits he will look at the compatibility of his sign and his crush’s because why not? Nothing is lost, right? Plus it doesn’t hurt to know...

#bsd #kunikida doppo #kunikida x reader #kunikida x y/n #kunikida x you

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Fixed: Dark!Steve x Reader (Mob AU)

Chapter 4 in the Lipstick and Crayons Series.

Chapter 3: Love So Soft

Main Masterlist

A/N: It’s shorter than my usual updates but I’m busy so sorry for the delay. My final exam dates have come and all I can do is pray right now lol. Please pray for me if you can, this sis is out here writing fanfics for yall instead of studying so, haha. ANyways, enjoy babies! Shit happens in this chapter.

Warning: Non-Con, Sickening Threats, Mob Themes, Violence, Death, Manipulation, a mild mental breakdown, Cheap Tricks.

Genres + Characters: Mob AU, Single Parents AU, Steve Rogers x Reader.

Summary: Steve can’t ever repay you for what you did. After meeting you, Steve believes his broken family is the missing piece in the puzzle of your own wrecked one. Indebting the crime lord to you has been the biggest mistake of your life, cause now you can’t get rid of him, no matter what. Loyalty and favours go a long way in the mob.

Word count: 5K

Chapter 4: Fixed

You didn’t sleep that night. Or the next few. Your hands shook every time you got a flashback and even though you were numb to emotions that entire day, tears threatened to spill whenever your mind took to you to that overpriced kitchen again.

Now that he had gone to a dangerous and unnerved assaulter from a Dad trying to take care of his daughter, your mind wouldn’t put anything past him. You knew that in the back of your mind that he was a mobster and your ‘friendship’ was alarming to say the least, but now there was no denying his resources and power and the very obvious threat to your life lingering in the air.

At least before you had the luxury to be oblivious and ignorant, not anymore though. Steve felt even more unhinged and liberal now, even messaging you daily, greeting texts that you obviously ignored. He knew you both were aware that you never handed him your number and he felt no need to hide his pursuit.

You read most of the messages, not bothering with a single reply though. You tried to block him but somehow your phone would still receive messages from his number, even though his contact would always peek back at you from the otherwise empty blacklist.

As if his torment wasn’t ample, another message thread from a different number would forward you alarming images, photos of Grace in her daycare, on a class trip to the park and even her playing in your backyard. You had no doubt that this was another game of his to show you his resources.

You skipped daycare for a few days, your mental health worse than it was after the carnival attack, because now you had a personal tormentor and you cursed yourself for falling into this mess. At times, you believed it wasn’t your fault really, you just helped a kid and this situation spiraled itself but what would pointing fingers now get you? The harsh truth was you were in a calamitous situation now and every step from now on had to be thought out.

So, you let Grace attend her daycare and acted if nothing was amiss or altered, after the few initial breakdown days of course, kept going to your job and earning the bread. You considered your options, you really wanted to go to the cops or a higher fair power but those were few these days, almost non existent in your city. You also vaguely recalled meeting three of the Captains of the PD at Sarah’s birthday, all smiley and doe eyed for Steve. You knew they wouldn’t help, fucking kiss-asses.

Maybe you would have to move somewhere else, perhaps to your hometown, at least till things cooled down or better yet were forgotten? But that trail was very predictable and you didn’t want your parents in this mess.

You also came to know that Steve had inserted himself in the other spheres of your life. You were sure your location was always being sent to him, the knowledge a courtesy of the black car following you while you travelled to home at some late day’s end.

Aiden told you whereabouts were easy to track, when you inquired ambiguously. Another instance was when you went to the bank to deposit cash for your debit card, you came face to face with an enormous amount already there. Somehow, the limit on your credit card was also extended. How, you knew. The clerk told you about an email you must have gotten in regards to it, you dismissed that justification away and told them to not accept the cash. To sum the discussion, they weren’t helpful and had no policy against anonymous donors.

Aiden, your trusted coworker cum pal, sensed the shift in your aura and fidgety form very easily, pestering you with questions and you decided to turn to him, stressed and tired and ready to do something. His questioning eyebrows made you confess vaguely but you refused to tell him the extent of it. Just that his prediction came true and you needed help. Let’s just say, Aiden was a good man.

With time, Steve’s ‘affectionate’ messages became deranged, and you found it harder to act nonchalant in your daily life. You were thankful he didn’t come to visit you, possibly occupied with the rumored war between the mobs. You just prayed for a few more days of ignorance, just enough time to think and do something.

“What do you mean someone collected her?!” You had a hard time controlling your voice, you were about to burst, in tears or with anger, you didn’t know.

“The man was verified in the emergency contacts and we got a letter signed and approved by you to skip the day an hour into the first activity.”

“A man? Emergen-, wait no! What fucking approved letter?”

You had three emergency contacts, your mom in another state, Aiden, and one of the other kid’s mom you had grown close to. Aiden was with you at work all day, so did someone disguise themselves as him? And what was the deal with the letter signed by you? You surely didn’t remember writing and authorizing one.

The boy, Pietro, who had been the receptionist for as long as you could remember, shuffled through the chaotic piles of paper and presented a letter to you, and your blood froze as your eyes skimmed the font.

Your beautiful cursive stared right back at you and you knew that no one would ever be able to distinguish between this penmanship and the one in the pocketbook in your clutch. No one but you. Even though you knew you had not written it, the slightly different ‘f’ and ‘g’ told you everything.

Your signature at the bottom though, was done quite perfectly and that made you even more scared.

“I did-, I didn’t write this! What the-” Your widened eyes met Pietro’s from above the paper but all he offered you was a meek smile. Your hands shook with rage and for the first time in your life, you had the urge to slap someone really bad.

“Maybe your family had an emergency to take he-”

“No, you don’t get it!” You stopped yourself from getting frantic, willing yourself to take deep breaths and think rationally. Today of all days, things had to mess up.

He didn’t know you had no family in this city, that you had a mobster after you or the subtle threats that his hired spy sent to you.

Was going to the police an option? Aiden already told you that the cops were as good as Steve’s men. But this was about your missing kid! You’d never forgive yourself if something happened to her. And you were giving Steve way too much credit, what if he wasn’t behind this all? Come to think of it, what if the other number wasn’t his?

Relax yourself! Thinking of disturbing theories wouldn’t help anyone. You thought you should go to the cops, just in case. No mentioning of Steve, just a woman with a ‘missing child’ report.

‘Missing Child’ left an acrid taste behind and you were too close to a breakdown, but your whole journey of single-parenthood taught you to kick vulnerability aside, well most of the times.

You turned and were about to leave, but Pietro stopped you. “If you are going to the cops Ma’am, they require 8 hours of inactivity or disappearance time for kids under 5.”

Well look who just read your mind.

You huffed and kept the tears at bay, your mind thinking of what to do then? Grace was obviously taken-

“How could you let a toddler leave without informing the parents?” You knew your anger was channeling out at the wrong man but didn’t he all but hand Grace to the stranger?

You beat him answering and inquired, “What did the man look like? Do you have any footage? Anything?” The wrinkles in your forehead and stress creases on your face paired with the eyebags betrayed your age surely. You were sure you had aged more this week than an entire decade, juggling your normal life with the hovering threat.

“You shouldn’t be this worried Ma’am.”

The fucking audacity.

“Your daughter recognized him, she all but ran to him and this other little girl he came with. You should maybe ask your parent-friends around? A blonde family perhaps?”

As all the emotions drained from your face and terror took over, the young lad in front of you looked smug. You wondered as if you imagined the faintest of smirks on his face.

You crumpled the letter in your hands, seething with rage as you stepped in your car. Oh, you were mad, more wrathful than ever. You could take any hits on you, any threat but not on Grace, never on her.

You were stupid, you had already decided you wouldn’t put anything past him but unknowingly, you did put this past him. You thought this man had a shred of decency to not use your kid in this adult war, being a parent himself and all but what a surprise! You were wrong.

You drove to your home, your thoughts a mix of trepidation, anxiety and fury. You were scared of him and his reach and resources but if he put Grace in any type of danger; whether to teach you a lesson or use her as bait or both, there’d be consequences.

Lord knows you killed a man a month ago Grace was threatened.

You had one thing to do before contacting Steve about Grace but you never got to do it because unexpectedly the bastard was in your home. In your home.

The black sports car outside was a huge giveaway but your suspicions were confirmed when you opened the door with your house key. The banter and giggles from inside alarmed yet calmed you; the dread of confrontation and the assurance of Grace’s safety reigned your mind.

As the door opened painfully slow like a horror movie, the sight that met your eyes made you sick with a feeling of failure. It wasn’t gore or blood or grunge, it was Steve bouncing Grace in the air and catching her while Sarah twirled around in the living room.

This man was craftier than you thought, every action of his was calculated, each a refined step. You had been so preoccupied to avoid direct encounters with him in your little family’s life that you didn’t think he had other ways. He was always looming around with Sarah and as Grace began to trust Sarah, she consequently began to trust her blonde guardian too.

As you slammed the door behind you, Steve’s eyes snapped to yours and his smirk made you want to punch him so hard. The smugness on his face while he let Grace down without breaking eye contact told you he had no regret, no remorse. In fact, he was loving every second of this cat and mouse chase between you two.

You were a millimeter close to losing your shit, the only check being the kids in the room. But you were mad and he was going to know it.

“What the hell, Steve? Messing with my kid?” You threw your clutch onto the couch, Steve haughty by the reception of his sent message but still holding back because of the kids. He called Wanda and you didn’t really notice where she came from but you did register Steve asking to take the girls to the park for a ‘private discussion’.

As Grace passed by you, you grabbed her arm lightly, making her look at you with doe eyes resembling yours. You gave her a smile trying to ease her, but you knew she was smart enough to sense the change in the atmosphere.

Apparently, the whining Sarah wasn’t.

You looked back to Steve, your hold still on Grace and continued with a frown and raised eyebrows, “She isn’t going anywhere, not out of my sight and obviously not with you or your goons.”

Wanda had the audacity to look offended and you scoffed at her, eyes staring Steve’s down.

“Honey, I don’t think the kids should hear what I think you have to say right now.” He said nodding to Wanda to take Grace.

“You must be deranged to think I trust Grace near anyone even remotely related to you! Take your people and get out.” You held your hand up to stop Wanda and pointed towards the door with the most menacing glare you could form.

Grace looked incomprehensibly between you two, concern and confusion on her face. That might have been the first time such a tone was used in your household. The grumbling Sarah was close to throwing a tantrum, irritated by the change in the playful air or the lack of attention to her, you didn’t know. She was hanging on Wanda’s forearm, her feet slipping on your printed rug. Wanda was trying to not look hurt still by your previous statement, distracting herself by the blonde kid and you were baffled by her obliviousness to all this.

Steve, the beefy blonde Lucifer, was furious and seething. His white knuckles and ticking jaw were the most obvious giveaways, the fingers just itching to beat the shit out of someone no doubt.

Was he imagining striking you into compliance into his weird playhouse game complex? You wouldn’t be surprised given the extent of his attempt to ‘win’ you over.

The ‘get out’ tone and blatant disrespect was a bruise to his ego for sure, and by you, a middle-class woman nonetheless was a worse injury. Steve was the deadly boss to armored men in the vicinity, the kids’ father figure, according to him, and Wanda’s stern yet kind employer.

People had been killed for less and there you were, standing in all your glory, being the only person alive to reject Steve Rogers and now, the only to raise your voice at him.

You almost scoffed at his impudence to look offended, what did he expect? For you to submit to him after the stunt he pulled? His reach was scary he proved today and that any future with him in your life in any way, was a fearsome possibility to entertain but you’d be damned if you went down without a fight.

“You can’t make me leave; we both know. You don’t have the physical edge nor the mental one. I have no problem drawing out G-U-N-S in front of the kids or to throw the warnings around, although I would prefer not to.”

Your free hand itched to slap him, like how his did minutes ago. It wasn’t a mankind problem about men thinking they were entitled to everything; it was a Steve Rogers’s problem. Of course, with him consent didn’t matter. If he had a ‘housewife, kids and fences’ fixation, he’d make it come true.

“Do you even listen to what I say? Or your own words even? Please, go ahead! Traumatise my kid and also yours in your wooing process! Why are you so obsessed? Leave us alone, you freak! I just ignored few messages!” You had a hard time maintaining your cool, if there was any left. You were sure you were scaring Grace and no matter what happened next, you knew she was already traumatized by this entire ordeal already. You were so sorry, so, so, so sorry to your poor baby caught in this mess.

You knew, no, you hoped, he wouldn’t pull out the gun, his actions at the carnival a proof, you remembered how he hid his gun on finding Sarah. That threat was empty but the next one wasn’t, his words making you freeze in your spot.

“I think you keep on misunderstanding me, sweetheart. I don’t make empty promises,”

Posh word for threats.

“For starters, maybe I should pay my future in-laws a visit in their blue duplex. They might need help with the vast garden they have, it is the season for ‘violets’, isn’t it?”

As you froze with your parents being brought up, he also cooled, albeit differently, smirking once again gaining the upper hand, not that he lost it if you were being honest.

“Isn’t threatening my kid enough for you, Steve?” You hated how your loud voice almost broke, your anger slowly subsiding into helplessness and you hated that. You hated his guts, his entitlement, his claim; everything about him.

“You still don’t see it, do you? Our family of four is the most important thing to me right now and I’m not above doing anything to save it.”

“There is no family of four Steve! I keep explaining and you keep coming back to square one with all this bullshit!” The curse word did tick Steve off but he would correct that later, when bigger things weren’t at ploy.

“Your ignorance makes me a little mad sometimes sweetheart and that is why I have to do all I do. You haven’t realized we need each other yet, but I’m staying until you do and even after that, I promise. You know how much it pissed me off to see your tickets and the packed suitcases after I’ve been nothing but nice? I was so generous to spoil you with my riches but instead I find that in your finances.”

This fucker knew. Of course, he did!

You were wondering in the back of your head what had prompted this visit with so many threats and warnings and anguish. He was pissed even before you ‘acted out’, he tracked the tickets and the plan and that meant he even tracked-

“You have so much to learn, but luckily you interact with quite a few people. I am most tempted to start out with this Aiden guy, trying to be the hero and giving you all the ideas. Maybe I should visit him?” Steve wondered out loud, and you flinched at his suggestion, hating how you were trapped by this man.

You couldn’t live with yourself if anyone got hurt because of you, be it your parents or Aiden or any other possibility Steve would come up with. Of course, Grace was your peak priority but you doubted he would hurt her as he threatened to harm them.

“Steve, please.” The fire was almost out, your hands trembling, Grace worried and Steve smug.

“Let the kids go and I think we can come to a conclusion.”

“Steve this needs to stop.” You said, your breaths heavy and helplessness clawing away at you.

“I won’t repeat myself.” He voiced out with a threatening edge, gesturing to Grace and Wanda, clearly telling you to first get the kids out.

For a deranged fucktard, he sure cared about the kids a lot.

You loosened your hold on Grace, patting her arm softly and nudged her to Wanda. Wanda received her little hand and enticed the kids with the promise of ice-cream. Sarah clapped her hands and as the trio left, Grace did look over her shoulders at you in concern and for permission, majorly in concern though. You nodded and waved, a tear dropping as soon as the door clicked shut.

You were still staring at the door, not wanting to meet Steve’s stormy blue orbs when he began, “Today was a slip up that I won’t tolerate again. Neither the cursing nor the dramatics.”

We aren’t in a fucking play, what the fuck is he labelling as dramatics?

Your eyes slowly flickered to his, and you had a hard time not letting the tears escape except the one traitorous one earlier. The fatigue, the worry of Grace’s disappearance, the threats to your friends and family were all catching up to you. It took all in you to stay strong and not fall down right now.

“Steve this isn’t funny anymore. It’s sick and you know it! I just said no! Was that so inexcusable that you had to follow up with this? You have violated me for that, broken into my home and now kidnapped my daughter! At what extent will you stop?” You broke down finally, arms a flailing mess as fat tears rolled down. Nothing scared more than the helplessness this moment. He won and he knew it. The carnival incident was nothing in comparison to this. The only good thing you could hope in all this was a safe Grace but that too only if you complied, which seemed like what you would do now given your attempts at fighting back and scampering have failed laughably.

“Gosh, I forgot how theatrical women are. You are smart darling; you know what I want from day one, just a happy family. Nothing that horrendous has happened and especially not as badly as put it. I’m just looking out for you and me in the long run.” Steve slowly treaded towards you, his hand extended to pat your arm comfortingly but you involuntarily flinched at contact and stepped back. Steve clearly didn’t like that as he caught your arm in a bruising grip and jerked you towards him. Manhandling you as your wet hands rushed to ease his grip was not a tough task for Steve, a surprise to none.

“Stop trembling like I’ve actually done something to harm you!”

Steve clearly didn’t know how to comfort women and it showed.

You stopped with the cowering away, even though it disgusted you to be this much in close proximity with your assaulter. He clearly had anger issues and no clue how to solve them. You needed to steer the conversation right and get him out. You could see your hands visibly shake as you put them on his chest, just to create some distance and in a way of surrendering to not fight. The tears slowed but you don’t think they stopped; it was hard to tell with a million other things on your mind.

As your eyes made contact, Steve loosened his grip, clearly a bit satisfied by your submission, as he began counting to help you breathe. As much as you hated to admit, it helped you and you got a flashback to the time when you freaked out on him about Grace at that extravagant dinner date. That was a sweet gesture then, not so sweet now. Funny how drastically things change with time.

It wasn’t so much Steve’s help as it was your own mind telling you to be fucking smart about the whole ordeal right now.

“Good. Better. Now let’s talk. Why were you planning to run away? I’ve been busy and coming home to find out that wasn’t joyful, you know.” His smile suggested a better mood than before but his voice, his husky voice always had this daring edge that almost challenged you to defy him but at the same time warned you of unpleasant consequences if you did.

“Steve, I’m scared.” You spoke with utmost honesty. “The part of the world you associate yourself with scares me. You can’t blame me for not wanting that life for Grace, I mean you have a kid of your own. Wasn’t the carnival attack specifically on Sarah?”

The reasoning was right but you knew you triggered him the moment his smile evaporated. He either felt insulted as a parent or disrespected in his profession or probably both.

He was fighting his inner demons already and you pointing it out was a slap to his face, a hit he didn’t want to take.

“That was a slip up, I admit. Never again. I’m only human, okay?” He convinced himself and you, his grip tightening a bit again.

Oh no, not the right direction to take.

You reckoned he still had nightmares about it like you, he really did love Sarah a lot, all things aside.

“Besides, I am looking out for you! Out for you and Grace and Sarah. I remember my promise of never putting either of them in harm’s way ever again.”

You definitely didn’t trust his security or his people because what sort of a mobster let his daughter get targeted and possibly abducted? You definitely didn’t know the whole story or if it was just a bad day but he wasn’t a person that deserved some slack. Despite all this, you knew what all he held above you, above a common man. He might not be ‘Kingpin’ skilled but a threat to you nonetheless.

Before you could stop yourself, you blurted out, “Is that what you call following me around, huh?” which you immediately regretted.

“Trust the process, baby. Everything is just to protect you.”

Is that what he called stalking even Grace around and twistedly enough, sending you proof of that? The anonymous thread of photos was another nightmare of yours, thanks to him. The last being a candid photo inside Grace’s room, her sleeping in her bed this morning and that’s when you decided you needed to get out. Of course, that didn’t go as planned.

“How am I supposed to do that when you have cameras in my house?!” You scoffed and he reeled back at the accusation, having the nerve to look impressed at being uncovered and caught red-handed.

“Oh my fucking God, it was you! You sick pervert!” You jumped out of his grip, your eyes wide and horrified. “I wasn’t aware of what to make of it but of course, it was you! Who else would be sick enough to do that?” You let out a humorless chuckle. You always put things past him even when you keep telling yourself you shouldn’t. When will you ever learn huh?

You were full on panicking yet again, this man was an assaulter, a stalker and a creep too. It would have made a good dark, psychological thriller for you to watch if you weren’t the protagonist about to suffer his obsession.

He reached out to steady you again, but you whipped and stumbled back, realizing too late that you elbowed Steve’s nose so bad that there was a crunch. That, right there, was the look a man real-fucking-furious on Steve’s face and now you could see the feared mobster, the man who was personally terrorizing you under the beautiful, Greek God façade.

Steve reacted so fast even with an injury that in a split second, your view of his face turned into a view of his crotch.

“You do realize that there are others ways for me to teach you obedience? I think it’s fucking time you show me your gratitude for my care and attention and apologize for your misconduct and unkind response.” Steve spoke with a hoarse voice, a voice running out of patience and just about done with defiance.

His hand fisted your hair, maintaining eye contact while he nodded between you and his crotch. You knew what he wanted, what he was expecting as ‘thanks’.

“Steve, please no, you don’t-”

His other hand grabbed your jaw, stopping you from speaking as he warned, “I think you have done just enough talking for today, so why don’t you put that tongue to a better use and show me how sorry you are. Better make it convincing because I’d hate to pay one of your friends a visit and then bitch about a nasty blowjob.” He smirked at the end of his monologue, eyes shining with triumph and amusement.

You wouldn’t let him harm anyone else, you couldn’t. You and your daughter were already knee-deep in a pit and at this point, it’d just be cruel to drag someone else in. With shaky hands opening his pants, you just hoped you could get Grace out before you eventually were buried in it.

“Now that’s a good girl. Submissive is a sexy look on you.” His hands patted your hair, playing with your tresses while yours pulled his pants and then briefs down.

His member jerked out, almost slapping you in the face as you recoiled at his insolence to get hard and erect at your torment. Your disdain must have shown which he took as admiration and derision to take his affluent cock in.

“No need to get shy, I have faith you’ll be able take it just as well in your pretty pussy as you will right now. Open up-”

“Steve, I beg you-”

Just as you had cut him off, he interrupted your pleading. Your gag reflex was probably the most efficient in the world but that turned this narcissist on. It had been years since you had done it, never with a man as beefy as Steve.

His taste was salty and if you had to put it into better words, it was the like overpriced sea salt flakes that you never bought. High and pricey and for the entitled.

Your hands clutched at his thighs as you blacked out multiple times; your jaw aching, uvula swaying and tears escaping. Him forcing himself on you brough a new sense of vulnerability as your body trembled. Steve relished like a sadist, practically rutting into you all by himself as you just sat there with your jaw unnaturally open.

His obscene moans and groans were crass and nauseating and you just prayed for this to be over soon and for no one to walk in on this, especially your kid.

It seemed like it would never end, your body dehydrating with all the spit it produced, the drool dribbling and landing just beside your knees on your printed rug. You would have to throw that out.

The tears stooped after some point, the sobbing an unnecessary action that just tired you out more on this eventful day. You moved your tongue around to prevent your teeth from scratching him when he shifted angles. If this was what he did on slightly mad, you didn’t want to find what he did for a more serious punishment.

Apparently, that action was something that turned him on even more, his breath hitching as neared closure. In broken whispers he demanded that again and you complied, wanting to get done with it.

He growled in the moment of his release and you tried to lean back but his grip didn’t relent. “Swallow.” His grainy, exasperated voice said out loud and you knew better than to defy.

He released you and you fell on to the rug, hip bruising by knocking into some furniture and tears coming back again after being hydrated by his seed. He packed himself, his smile smug and content as his expressions truly resembled ecstasy being personified.

“You be a good fiancée from now on and maybe you’ll have all your friends alive and present at our wedding. No cheeky business from now on, got it?” Steve hummed then and strutted out, not even bothering to listen to your reply.

As soon as the door slammed, your eyes closed and your demons danced again.

There was no right direction to take when you were stuck in a loop.

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m-jelly · 2 years

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Hi Jelly, hope you have a happy easter!! I wanted to send in a request in case you had time to do one more :) It might be a little sad so no worries if you can't do it lol.

Personally, holidays are a bit hard for me sometimes when i have to see extended family. Let's just say they're not necessarily nice to be around and I tend to feel on the outskirts or always on the defense because well...they are not nice haha. I was wondering how you see Levi comforting and supporting his s/o in uncomfortable situations like this. I imagine he would be very touchy with reassuring hugs and words of affirmation because he's such a sweet man to his lovely gf :)

Or if you want something on a lighter note, how about Levi and s/o spending their first Easter together with their newborns and just kinda making their own holiday traditions?

Whatever thoughts you have on any of this and in any form (letter, headcanons, etc), I would love to read them ❣️ Happy Easter my dear!! ❣️

Hey my lovely, of course, I can. I have the same situation. When I'm with my close family, holidays are okay, but when the rest of the family arrives I often fade away into the background. Most of the time I just remove myself to a nice quiet room. Just remember, you don't need to change for anyone. You can make your family by the friends you make around you. <3

Holding hands, love notes, dad Levi

Pairing: Levi x Reader

Genre and tags: Modern AU, cute, fluff, romance, family life, married life.

Concept: Part 1 Levi comforts you at a family gathering, Part 2 love notes and letters from Levi, Part 3 Easter with your newborn twins.

Part 1 Holding hands

You fixed your outfit a little as nerves filled you. You gulped hard and smiled when your mother opened the door. You said your hellos and hugged her and your father. You loved your parents, it was just the rest of your family that you weren't okay with.

Your extended family always showed off and mouthed off about how perfect they were and how good life was. They always made you feel small and like you were an idiot. They always made fun of Levi for being grumpy a lot. They said only a few good things about Levi, mainly because he was the Captain of the homicide unit for the police.

You hated being around your extended family because they never got you like your parents, friends and Levi did. You knew your parents didn't like the large gatherings either, but if they didn't organise this then they'd be family fights. So, it was just keeping the peace doing this.

You put down the Easter cupcakes you baked. You sat down with Levi in a little corner and heard the whispers and snide comments start. You stared at your little cupcakes and felt tears sting in your eyes. You smiled at your dad as he grabbed on and winked at you.

Levi reached over and got one. "You're the best baker I know." He ate it and hummed. "Fuck everyone else."

You blushed at your fiance's words. "You have to say that as my fiance."

He kissed your cheek. "You're more wonderful than you think."

You smiled a little as a blush spread on your cheeks. "Thank you."

He looked up and heard the nasty comments being made about your figure, your baking, your job, how you're not talking to anyone. You were doing everything wrong to others. Levi hated how they talked about you. He adored your parents though because they were good people and welcomed him. Your extended family were piles of crap.

Levi reached over and held your hand. "Your hand is so small compared to mine."

You hummed a laugh and placed your hand against his to see the difference. "You're right." You frowned when you had your hand flat against Levi's. "You have long fingers."

He smiled a little. "You love my long fingers."

You frowned a little, then blushed. "Dirty boy."

"I am."

You played with his hand a little. "You're always so warm."

"I guess I am."

You traced a vein on his hand. "You should put something on your hands."

He stared at your face the whole time with a soft smile on his face. "Oh yeah?"

You nodded. "All your cleaning products make them a bit dry. I don't want your hands to hurt." You looked up at him. "I can buy you some gloves."

"I'd love some nice gloves."

You looked back down at his hand. "Well, I'll buy you some special ones."

He entwined his fingers with yours and ran his thumb over your hand. "Are you hungry?"

You nodded. "Yeah."

He leaned over and whispered. "Wanna go eat some sushi and ramen?"

You blushed. "I'd love to."

Levi got up and pulled you close. He covered up the last of your cupcake and thought it was stupid that they mocked you for them, but couldn't stop eating them. He pulled you along to your mother and father. He kissed your mother's cheek and thanked your father.

You gulped hard. "Sorry mum."

She wafted her hand. "Don't be sorry. I wish I could escape too. Go have a nice date. I'll tell everyone you have a meeting for the wedding."

Your dad pouted. "You taking those cupcakes?"

Levi looked down at them, then handed them over. "Here you go, sir. I can get more at home."

"Thank you!"

You giggled. "Bye." You walked out of the house and sighed. "I feel much better now."

Levi yanked you close and put his arm around you. "I have an idea. Once we eat, we'll go home and ride my motorbike around the place."

You cuddled his side. "Yes!"

Part 2 Love notes

Darling,

Good morning <3 I'm sorry that I wore you out when we woke up, but you just look so delicious. You make the cutest noises. I just can't hold back. I adore you so much. I hope you don't ache too much and can go on your lunch date with Hange.

Don't eat too much Easter chocolate with her because I have a surprise for you when I get home.

Love,

Levi x

Sugarplum!

I got out everything for you for your baking. You said you were going to make those cute Easter nests. I know you said they're simple, but I love them. I love taking you baking to work so I can show off to everyone at work how much my wife loves me.

I've also gotten everyone out for the carrot cake. My mum asks if you could make her a mini one, as she loves your baking. I'll be forever grateful to you. You and she are like two peas in a pod.

Love,

Levi x

Brat!

Don't you dare run a bath. This note is a no baths allowed note. I know you want to start Easter off with a relaxing bath, but it's not allowed. When I come home at lunch, we will have a bath together. Let me hold you, okay!?

Cleaning you in the bath and holding you is a dream for me. So, no baths until I get home.

Love,

Levi x

Hunbun,

Happy Easter! I'm sorry for the notes everywhere, but when I have to get up extra early to go down to the police station and run the place I just get lost in thought all by myself as you sleep. I want to write you so many notes <3

I love you so much and I'm sorry I couldn't spend all of Easter with you, but I promise when I get home we'll do so many fun things together. As I said on the bed note, I have a present for you. So, enjoy your date with Hange and I'll be home soon after to shower you in love.

Love,

Levi x

Part 3 Dad Levi

You took some pain meds and felt the aching in your body throb. You were in your last stages of healing after having two precious little babies with Levi. You were tired and things hurt a bit and your boobs felt like they were going to burst.

Levi shouted your name. "Honey! I've got a surprise for you."

You frowned and shuffled out of the bedroom. "Coming!"

Your husband was a blessing and a god. He did anything and everything for you and the babies. You felt heard and loved because of him. He did all the late nights and diaper changes. You were made to rest and relax as much as possible.

You stepped into the living room and smiled. "What's up?"

Levi walked over to you and purred. "You look so sexy."

You giggled as his hands ran over your body with soft kisses on your neck. "Thank you. What are you up to."

"One moment." He kissed you and moaned. "Better." He pulled away. "So, the Easter bunny has been."

You hummed a laugh. "Levi, there's no such thing."

He pressed the end of your nose. "Tch, go with it brat."

You sighed. "Okay, the Easter bunny, huh?"

He nodded and pulled you to the front of the sofa. "They left us something."

You frowned a little, then looked at the floor to see a big comfy bed made of blankets, an Easter egg, and your baby girl and boy dressed as bunnies lying next to each other. You gasped in delight at your two babies wiggling, then lighting up at seeing you.

You whimpered. "Oh, oh, they're so cute!"

Levi put his arm around you and kissed your cheek. "Happy Easter."

You wrapped your arms around his neck and kissed him with pure love and happiness in your heart. "Thank you, my love." You pulled away and sat down. You placed your hand on each of your baby's chests and rolled them from side to side. "Such cute little babies."

Levi sat next to you and hummed a laugh. "Perfect Easter present, right?"

You nodded. "They're the best."

Levi cleared his throat. "What if I dress as a bunny rabbit?"

You stared at your husband. "Something is wrong with me because all I can think about is you in a sexy bunny outfit and I really want to ravage you."

He gulped hard. "Well, it's a good job I bought one."

You gasped. "Really?"

He nodded. "Yes, but first we have two little bunnies to love and cuddle."

You leaned down and kissed the faces of your babies. "My cute little muffins!"

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modernvintage · 3 years

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mmm maybe don’t encourage smut in a fandom for a kids show whose main characters are mostly minors (julie, carrie, flynn, nick, carlos, and the boys are all minors, and willie is likely to be a minor as well) and whose cast features several minors (madi, jadah, sacha, sonny) though, not to mention a lot of people in the fandom are minors.

Initial response: Haha, oh you have sent this to the wrong blog, my friend.

Grown-up response: Let’s have a chat.

Look, I get it. Kids need to be protected. There are creeps in the world, etc. etc. I am not suggesting that we all go hog wild and start chatting up minors with evil pervy intentions and go buy a van with "free candy" written on the side. I run a JATP fantom olds chat that is specifically only geared toward those 21+ because it's important for adults and kids alike to have safe and happy fandom spaces to engage. Nuance is good. There's a time and place, yadda yadda yadda.

But I will die on the hill that people in fandom can make whatever the hell they want within fandom.

Look. This whole purity police/culture thing that's happening in all fandom is bad. Bad bad bad. Even if it has good intentions (don't you care about the children, Vinnie?! The children!) this shit can go off the rails in .02 seconds.

Where's the line, hmm? Can't write smut because "omg minors might see it!". Then you get people saying what ships are ok and which aren't (already happening, btw), and that you can only write fic or produce art about "approved" subjects, and who the hell makes that list?

I do not believe in hierarchy in fandom. I am a fandom old. The only people who can tell me how to fan are the content creators (to an extent), and they can do that with a cease and desist letter and a whole bunch of lawyers; thankfully we have AO3, so I don't really worry too much about that shit anymore. Fandom has shifted. I subscribe very much to the AO3 method of fandom-ing. Which is...

Tag your shit. You want to write explicit, porny, smutty, filthy fic with minors? Tag it. You want to write ooey gooey coffee shop AUs that are adorable fluffy masterpieces? Tag it. You want to write an end of the world, gritty, bloody, gory apocalypse horror AU? Tag it. Whatever floats your boat, fam. Tag it. You don't have to agree with it.

If people of any age - including minors - want to take a swing at writing sex scenes for JATP, they should go for it. And they should tag it. And those who don't want to read it, shouldn't.

I'm also decidedly not of the opinion that omg sex is bad, btw, which we're ehhhhhhhh skirting a little close to and that makes me uncomfortable. Minors should have a chance to explore their sexuality and learn and grow and mature in a way that is safe for them to do so and fandom can offer that by being an extension of a fantasy and not a real life scenario. It's why tags exist. It's why content warnings exist.

Minors have to be responsible for what they consume on the internet. The internet cannot 100% successfully cater to minors or any other person of various interests and comfort levels, even with the use of tags and content warnings. Personal responsibility and accountability have to coexist with tagging and content warnings.

Fandom does not exist in a vacuum, even for minors. Fandom doesn't go away once people turn 18. People have to self-govern and curate their own experience. People can assist in this by tagging their shit.

And I really, really implore you to consider the effects of your likely positive intentions. You just want minors to be safe and that's cool. As an older member of fandom, I want that, too. But I will still exist and contribute to the fandom that I desire, the same as anyone else should. We, as a fandom, as individuals, should never ever cater to one demographic. We can't. Because then you become exclusionary, and fandom is for all.

And quite frankly? I think a lot of the whole minors debate, especially in JATP, is virtue signaling. It's also really closely intertwined and sometimes twinged with misogynoir/misogyny. The minors on the show are teenagers. There are interracial couples. Not everyone is straight. Teenagers have sex. Teenagers explore their feelings and physicality and that is part of growing up. JATP also tackles a lot of other issues exceptionally well in canon, including grief, home dynamics, and sexuality. And, actually, I don't really agree that JATP is a kid's show. It can be enjoyed by kids and adults alike. I don't see anyone saying that it's not ok for the show and fandom to explore ... being a teenage runaway or fighting with your parents because they don't agree with your sexual identity, which occur in canon and are potentially hard for minors to understand and digest. The fandom has run with both of those examples and I don't often see anyone clutching their pearls about it. But I do see fans policing sex. Why is that? The sex is usually happening between interracial couples, too, and I don't think this fact can be ignored, either, when we're discussing it.

I do have to laugh at the irony of receiving this kind of ask since I purposefully do not engage with a majority of the JATP fandom, because, since it's inception, it's been grossly puritanical. I attribute that to a younger audience of mostly girls who haven't yet come to terms with how society wants to control them, and are therefore mimicking this behavior in their own personal lives and online. But I also think it's a huge culture and demographic shift generally, because I've been a part of fandoms of teenage girls and young women before, and it's never been policed like JATP is.

Anywho. It's ok if fandom talking about underage sex makes you uncomfortable. But what is not ok is for you - or any other fan - to tell other people what they can and can't do in fandom.

So I guess...why do you feel the way you do? Why do you think you're justified in making this decision for an entire fandom? What personal experiences have you had or not had that have informed this decision? What have your experiences been like in fandom? Have you considered all of the different ways this could snowball out of control? What are your honest intentions?

I am asking because it's possible for minors to have a safe and enjoyable experience in fandom where they can grow and learn their own likes/dislikes while underage sex fics exist, while adults run and interact and engage in the same fandom. These things can coexist.

And if you don't like it...you don't gotta read it. If you're gonna write it, tag it. That simple.

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sunatooru · 3 years

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Hi🥰i loved your blog! Can i request a headcanon for Asahi, Nishinoya and Kageyama (and maybe Aone if it's not too much) with a secret admirer who leaves chocolates and sweets (milk for kageyama) and cute notes to their desk like "don't forget to drink water today" "you look so cute today" "you make my heart go boom boom" or "Don't mind! You can work harder for the next match, i trust you!" if they lose a match. But somehow they never can caught her? Thank you!!!

Thank youuu xx I had to cut some parts so Tumblr could let me post it haha

Asahi

* You'd seen him around school before, I mean with his height it was hard to miss

* He seem so mature as if he had his life together, you thought he was cute but nothing worth acting upon

* Then one day he was standing at you classroom door stuttering as he ask if he could borrow spare notebooks

* You watched how he always had a soft yet nervous smile, how as intimidating as he seemed he was just a soft boy who didn't want to let others down

* When you heard about how all his spikes were getting shut down against Dateko, you took it into your hands to hold him up

* You would wake up a few minutes early to buy some treats to give to him

* You waited about 5 seconds at his desk before you chickened out and wrote down a quick notes next to the small tray of chocolate

* Cue panic 'Someone left their things on my desk' 'omg what if this was for someone else but got our desks confused' Yeah heart was pumping

* When he finally opened the letter he was shocked

* "Don't mind! All your spikes will make it next time, Ace x"

* But he didn't go back to the club so You would leave something every day

* "I'm sure you'll play again one day x"

* "You hair has gotten so long, it suits you x"

* He once saw you leave his classroom but didn't add the two as he nervously avoided your gaze

* And then the day finally arrives where he played once again

* "I told you, you're my ace! x"

* He's blushing hard at this. He kept all your notes, keeps one on him whenever he need reassurance

* And this time he writes something back

* "I hope to hear your voice one day"

Nishinoya

* The boy is grinning like full on cheeks in pain grinning

* "You're the best libero I've ever seen! You make my heart go boom boom boom"

* I'm telling you right now he's walking with so much suave the whole day

* He's showing off this note to everyoneeee

* Shows his bestie Tanaka and laughs at his friend getting jealous that he didn't receive a note too

* you would pick stuff up after school ( sleep just triumphs anything else ) But also you wanted to add a little touch to it, seeing as you wasn't ready to tell him things face to face

* So now you leave him a couple of lollipops and another note

* "You're very cute when you're happy"

* He looks forward to a note everyday now, he wants to know who you are

* Tried to use some weird tv tricks to uncover clues. Flopped of course

* And then the game against seijoh happened where they lost

* You could see the whole teams mood bring down, especially with Yuu it made your heart break

* The guy who was always lifting everyone up was trying so hard not to break

* You left a note "I know you'll win the next game!""

* He didn't come in that day but that didn't stop you

* "I can't wait to see you play again!"

* "I love how brave you are to receive like that. It's amazing!"

* You motivated him so much

* He couldn't let you down, he needs to be his best if he wants to meet you

* One day he came late and was only met by a note

* "I hope you enjoy this desert, it's actually my favourite"

* Huh? Where is it?

* Did someone take it? He's annoyed, he wanted to eat what you loved

* He sees Tanaka looking guilty

* He's trying to rolling thunder over Tanaka now (don't worry he kept your note safe)

Kageyama

* At first you was intimidated by him, his presence was just huge

* He would usually be alone and he didn't seem phased about it

* You found out he has a milk preference

* He was buying it from the vending machine everyday, you laughed at the boy with such a intimidating face who could become so soft from a simple drink like milk

* You started leaving notes for him and also bought him his milk drink every Monday (you'll be broke if you did everyday)

* "The vending machine is ripping you off! Here's some better and cheaper milk "

* Confused, what do you mean ripping off?

* And then he tasted the drink and fell in love (with the milk)

* "You're very skilled at setting"

* "You're weird quick is so cool!"

* "Don't forget to drink today!"

* Okay he's starting to like you now, he's not sure who to talk to about having a secret admirer (which is something he realised after his sister told him)

* "Kageyama how comes you always have a drink at your desk?" Hinata ask

* "Uhh someone leaves them here"

* "What??? Someone just buys you milk and that's it?"

* "Yeah"

* You accidentally forgot one day and he was really confused

* He was actually a little worried so he decided to leave a note at the end of the day

* "Hello there was no drink today and I hope you are okay. I mean the drink is not that important really but I did miss your note today - Tobio"

* You squealed when you read it

* "Sorry about yesterday! I'm okay and I missed not giving a note too "

* He's smiling as he drinks his milk

Aone

* Protect him at all costs! Please he's so sincere it makes me want to cry at people judging him by his appearance, he's a kind mannered boy and an absolute gentleman (unrelated but important)

* You absolutely adored him. You found him so interesting in how he wasn't a man of many words yet was so kind and respectful to others even if they are initially scared of him

* Your heart actually aches when you hear people speaking about him and how he needs to open up and be more social or else people will leave him (the urge to fight them is real)

* Once you saw him smile when Karasuno's Hinata spike won a game and you vowed to get him to smile like that again

* It started will a short note on his desk accompanied by a small tray of chocolates on a Friday

* "You're instincts as a middle blocker are so sharp! I hope you have a great day today"

* He was a bit hesitant with the gift but whispered a 'thank you' as he shared the chocolates around

* "I hope you like the chocolates. I just wanted to say I think you're very sweet x"

* Aww he's blushing

* He keeps this note. It made him happy so he's keeping it

* "Don't forget to drink water today as it's really hot! x"

* He listened to you, made sure to keep his water near him as you told him

* He now has an allocated section in his room that has all your notes

* He sometimes think about how you would sound like, he really wanted to meet the person who liked him in the way no other had, in the way he has never liked anyone else before

* You once left some food for lunch

* "Happy birthday! This is for you x"

* He was so happy like you took your time to cook for him specifically for his birthday

* Also, unknown to him, you could always know how he reacted to your gifts and notes thanks to your friend taking pictures for you

* You saved his reactions they same way he saved your notes

* One day when you was about to leave your note and gift you saw a wrapped up present

* "Thank you for treating me so kindly - Aone"

* This cutie made you lunch! And not just that, no no no, he bought a little teddy bear keyring!

* So now every time you go to leave something, he has left you something already

* Does he know who you are? No

* Will that stop him from falling for you? No

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dirtycccat · 3 years

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the demon bros+ undateables showing their love

thought about this for 5 min then had to write it out so enjoy

lucifer

first off you notice he treats you differently

and by differently i mean like you’re his favorite child sibling

you get away with anything??? and he’s softer with you than with the others (which is canon)

then you see that?? he keeps buying you stuff you said you wanted when he was present

and you’re ofc impressed

but you’re more impressed by how open he’s around you

he’ll leave most of his walls down around you

which means you’ll get to experience unfiltered lucifer

he’ll laugh around you more, make dumb dad jokes, nap with his head in your lap, complain drunkenly about his work and bros, give you sloppy cheeks and forehead kisses

you find it rly cute though

if you’re in the human world he’ll 100% take this chance to send you beautifully written letters asking you how you are and leaving some verses that reminded him of you on the back like a 19th century vampire

“dear mc, how is your life? mine is filled with woe and unease since i do not have the light of my life around anymore...anyway here’s a poem about being horny and alone by a 18th century romantic author hope to see you soon, xoxo lucifer”

you try to respond in the same way and send him memes on the back instead of poetry (or real poetry depends on your mood)

mammon

protective of you 100% will throw hands with anyone that even glances weirdly your way

but also wants to show you off? like look at this human!!! this is MY human!!!

gives you random thoughtful gifts that reminded him of you

wants to be around you 24/7 so he invites you to all the events that he thinks you’ll like

you wanna party? perfect. you wanna go on a weird ghost stories tour around the city? cool. you wanna waltz in one of those old people parties? he’s already reserved two tickets. you just wanna lay around and nap? he’s already on your lap.

it doesn’t matter if you’re in a romantic relationship or not this man WILL serenade you outside your window

rapunzel style with an acoustic guitar or with a boombox like a rebel 80s kid

anyway here’s toxic by britney spears babe this is for YOU

levi

considers you his bff ofc

but also at first he’s still really awkward around you and doesn’t really know what to do for you and feels bad thinking only you do things for him

until you reassure him you enjoy just being around him so it’s fine

he blushes and starts inviting you more to his room to game/ watch stuff

at some point he starts buying two tickets to all concerts he goes to and invites you along

but also? he asks you what you’re into and starts marathoning your favorite animes/ movies/ series so he can talk with you abt them

you feel really moved that he’d do that for you??? like??? bruh...

your relationship is basically friends respecting each other and wanting to know each other the best through their passions even if it means getting into some weird shit

it’s rly wholesome tho

if you’re romantically involved he’ll totally do roleplay as your favourite character and you do the same for him and it’s really cute

also imagine: artistic collabs. you make fanart together??? you can program games together???? you do cosplay together??? the possibilities...

satan

he’ll hate to be compared to his dad brother but he does show how much he trusts you by showing his unguarded side too

when he first talked about lucifer without the filter of his nice guy persona you were pretty shocked

like he was really going at it

but then you realize? he’s just like that when he’s comfortable

and it’s not all mean spirited, he just has,,, a strong personality and a lot of opinions about stuff (which you sometimes share with him)

but you also found out it’s really fun to gossip with satan

since he knows all the juicy gossip from his multitude of ties (he’s sharing the title of gossip queen with asmo that’s why they get along so well tbh)

also if you even find a teacher you hate he’ll tell you all their embarrassing moments to make you feel better

he also recommends you books and poems and sends you quotes that made him think about you

so you sure as heck don’t need to buy books while you’re in the devildom bc he’ll buy you an entire library

asmo

compliments you without comparing you to himself which is the highest compliment he can give

like mammon he’s more into the showing everyone his favorite human around while also protecting them

he’ll take you to his parties and gatherings as a guest of honor, he’ll make you meet all kinds of people and open up opportunities for you

he’ll be the one that pampers you

you’d think lucifer is the sugar daddy of the family but nope it’s asmo

he’ll buy you cute clothes, shoes, beauty products everything that he saw and imagined would look bomb on you

if you’re not into clothes he’ll buy you art supplies, books, anything you want but he’ll still probably buy you at least some clothes he thinks are cute

if you’re romantically involved,,,, he’ll buy other toys for you as well which you can try together wink wink

beel

cooks for you

no questions asked when it’s his turn to cook he’ll think about what YOU would like to eat first before making something

which is??? really touching coming from beel

and also means sometimes he’ll make the same dish three weeks in a row and annoy the others while you just get excited bc ??? you get to eat your favourite dish??? again and again????

thank you beel you truly know how to touch someone’s insides

also opens up to you and talks to you about his fears and thoughts

expect to get 4 am msgs from beel if he had a nightmare

which would end up in you coming to cuddle him (and belphie also joins sometimes)

which tbh is that even a thing you can complain about?

belphie

is more baby less murder when you’re around

naps on your lap, naps on your shoulder, naps with you anywhere

but also let’s you nap on HIM

besides being soft around you he actually opens up to you too

and talks to you about his traumas and issues

which he has in common with his twin what can you do

so you have weekly cuddle parties with him and beel where you talk about shit and actually make them resolve their issues instead of just,,, ignoring them

also if you’re into each other you probably tease each other and flirt really shamelessly in public while the others cringe and or blush at your language

are you a cowboy? because i want you to ride me all night

simeon

writes you fancy letters with poetry like lucifer, but his ink is scented and his envelopes contain pressed flowers more often than not

if you’re together you even do letter sexting if you’re into it

creates characters based on you in his stories (which you don’t believe even if levi points out you that the two of you are kinda similar)

asks you to spend more and more time with him and luke

invites you to picnics, reads to you while your head is in his lap, cooks you snacks

if you’re a theatre kid too,,, you do musical love confessions too,,, sometimes by just reciting the lyrics of really popular musical theatre songs in a death panned voice

cough a heart full of love from les mis but read like poetry through the fence of the house of lamentation cough

asks you cryptic shit hannibal style like “tell me mc what does it mean to want to be consumed whole by another? is it a desire to become something bigger than yourself or is it related to our need to become one with our loved one like some cultures pointed out before?”

you’re either really into his cryptid talk or just roll your eyes and smooch him

diavolo

invites you around to his castle all the time

sometimes he even pulls some weird shenanigans just to make you spend more time with him

expect tea parties with him luci and barbatos in no particular combination

gives you compliments 24/7 even in public

remember how he treats lucifer? he’s that for you too but he’s learned from the lucifer experience to focus on complimenting you as a person more than how you look

if you’re into pda he’ll touch you all the time

if you ever wanted a gomez - morticia romance, here’s your goth big titty himbo that’s way too full of love

if you’re lovers expect to be pampered, i feel like? he doesn’t buy a lot of gifts and such because he’s probably tired of material things but he will make time in his busy schedule for you and spend a lot of time with you

which means more to him than gifts

(we will buy you anything you ask though)

barbatos

actually talks with you about stuff outside rad, the demon bros and diavolo

also invites you to alone time tea or wine time

where you drink and gossip

if satan and asmo are the crowned queens of gossip barbatos is the king of gossip but he doesn’t share his knowledge to most people so nobody knows what he knows

but he knows,,,, a lot

and not only that he knows a lot about people nowadays,,, but imagine the things he knows about like historical figures and such,,,

so prepare for story time with barbatos where he talks about how oscar wilde was almost summoned by drunk inccubi during a party once, or how diavolo cried when he was a kid because he sent a letter to caravaggio asking him to paint his portrait and he said no

also if you get drunk together expect really energetic talkative barbatos destroying DESTROYING everyone (except diavolo ofc)

“lucifer please i once saw you crying because you thought diavolo was ignoring you when you actually forgot to press the send button to your messages ”

if you’re romantically involved diavolo will always be first in his hear but that just means you’ll have to invite diavolo along on your dates which just means you’ve got a new lover and a new bff

solomon

he invites you on all kinds of wacky adventures

you visit witches, go to weird magical forest parties or orgies if you want, you go travelling the mountains for rare herbs

it’s like you’re faust and he’s mephisto haha the irony and he’s showing you another side of the world you never knew

ofc the others know about all this but??? they thought it’s normal and didn’t even consider you know nothing about it

but solomon knows what it was like to be just a human

and since he likes you he empathizes with your situation

he also make you meet all kinds of people

since he has 72 contracts and hundreds of years of doing wack stuff he must know some interesting people

and now his friends are your friends

i feel like romantic solomon would be just him?? but less shady with you especially since now you understand him better

but also he’ll probably bring you weird shit from his alone expeditions

did you ever want the tears of a mermaid? a carnivorous plant that feeds on emotions? a crying portrait? no? well too bad because now you have a room full of weird items

...that you love and treasure thank you very much

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Love Letters ; Sim Jake

Pairing: Jake X Reader

warnings: explicit language and cursing

word count: 3k words

genre: friends to lovers au! fluff with tiny pieces of crack lmao

Jake was always known for being this perfect guy in school. I mean, they're not wrong. They always described him as if he's this walking piece of art in the hallways. People would stop to just stare at him. You'd stare at him all day too, but you set priorities first: writing him love letters.

You're no Lara Jean, but I guess you can say that she's what inspired you to write Jake letters. Who needs Peter Kavinsky when Jake Shim exists anyways?

note: Not me completely disappearing off of tumblr for like months and then showing up again suddenly lol. I got really busy the past few months since I was completing requirements for school, and I really didn't have the motivation to do anything at the time so I took so time off to take care of myself first so I hope you understand :) But now since it's summer break, I am given at least 2 more months until I go back to school in August :)) Here's the long-awaited Jake imagine that I completely forgot about lmao hope you enjoy <3

P.S I finished writing this at 1:26 am so please excuse the really shitty plot and grammar ill rewrite it once i wake up

tag list: @cha-raena ( sorry for the rlly late post bestie )

Dear Jake, First of all, I will never call you Jaeyun because calling you by your English name makes me feel like I'm your friend. Calling you by your Korean name makes us feel like we're cold strangers to one another and I don't want that. I want us to be something more than that, but it's hard when you don't even know who I am. I'm surprised how you don't grow tired of me just dropping letters right into your locker every time you open it, and that's one of the things I love about you. You don't just throw away people's efforts and you treasure them with care. It makes my heart beat so fast as if I ran miles away from here.

We're already one year left until we graduate high school, and I don't want to end my high school years without you realizing my feelings for you. I know for sure that you would never reciprocate the feelings that I have towards you, so I want to treat this as closure in case we do forget about each other in the future. Yours truly,

Moon

"How is this person not over you? That's like the tenth one this month," Jay said, looking over Jake as he reads the letter from his secret admirer. Jake has always been receiving these letters from the same person everyday for the past four months. He's thankful for the letters because they definitely make his day better, knowing that there's someone out there who loves him as who he is regardless of looks. He's not gonna lie that these little notes and letters make his heart race too. "Do you have any plans with finding the person behind the letters?" Jay asked as he watches his best friend trying to hide the small smile that's been growing. No one really knows who this mysterious person is and why they decided to name themselves the moon, but we don't judge anyone in here. If they want to be the moon in their next life, then so be it. "I really want to find the person who's making these letters," Jake shoved the letter in his backpack, trying to not wrinkle it. "But I don't know where to start." "Who's finding who?" A voice popped suddenly beside the presence of the two boys. You leaned beside the locker beside Jake's, watching him as he grabs his books from his locker. "Did Moon drop your daily letter today again?" "They did as usual," Jake wasn't even surprised. He would expect the letters every time he enters the school in the morning. He would open his locker to see the usual small letter placed inside his locker. He usually arrives at seven or earlier, but he's surprised that he could never even catch a glance of this anonymous sender around the campus. "Should I go to school at five in the morning?" "Five in the morning? Isn't that a bit too early?" You questioned, followed by a shaky breath. "The school doesn't even open until six." "I could just walk to that nearby convenience store I always pass by to grab a coffee." He argues, closing his locker shut before walking towards his classroom.

You and Jay followed beside him, and you sneered under your breath, "You don't even wake up to your alarm clock."

"Why don't you even want me to go early anyway?" He glances as you try to give him an answer. But before you could say something, Jay replies first.

"You’re probably hiding something." He said. You rolled your eyes and narrowed your eyes at him. "You are so weird." You grunted, before walking ahead of them. You feel panicked because you were scared that you made yourself obvious to them.

You were inside your classroom sitting on your desk. There were only fifteen minutes left before lunch, but you had eaten your packed meal before instead of going to your school cafeteria. You were fidgeting in your place, conflicted about Jake finding his secret admirer, not knowing that it was you who's been sending him letters the past few months. You're not scared of him finding out that the letters were from you; that was the entire reason why you wrote him letters in the first place. You're scared of how he was gonna confront you about it. Would he like you back? Would he hate you? Would he avoid you?

Your mind was full of scenarios but you were suddenly brought back to reality when a hand planted itself on your desk. You look up and saw Jay standing in front of you, eating sushi with his other hand. His face kinda looks like he knows something, and it's freaking you out a bit.

"What?" You asked, suddenly flustered over how his eyes stared right into you. He took the seat in front of your desk and flipped it so it was facing you. He sat down and blurted the phrase that you were dreading to hear from anyone.

"So, you like Jake?"

You suddenly feel like punching him in the face with his sushi.

"What??" Your body felt like, and you were left a nervous mess. Your heart like it was going to pump right out of your chest any minute, and your hands started to sweat.

Jay's mouth formed into a smirk. He caught you. "Jake may be a bit oblivious, but I can totally see right through you."

“Haha...no you don’t,” You tried to deny, but it was all useless when his expression looked unconvinced.

“Oh yeah? Then why are you all red? You look like a bursting tomato.”

“You don’t know that," You leaned further into your seat, playing with the strings of your hoodie.

“C’mon Y/N, you’re not even trying. Just give up and admit it,” Jay was trying to help you confess your feelings for Jake. Frankly, he knew it was you sending him letters this whole time—how can Jake not see it?

With a heavy sigh, you slumped and laid your head on your desk, embarrassed. “Fine. I like him, okay? Are you happy now?”

The smirk on his face grew wider, feeling proud of himself. You are not dealing with his annoying crap this early in the morning. He grinned and munched on his half-eaten sushi. “I knew it.”

“Congratulations,” It was muffled because you hid your red face away from him. All that was on your mind now was how you could book yourself a flight all the way across the world.

“But seriously, since when did you have a crush on him?” You raised your head to face him, giving him a look that could kill, except Jay finds it entertaining rather than intimidating.

“I started having a crush on him when we were in fifth grade. It was at a friend's birthday party, and he saw me being all quiet and lonely. Honestly, I forgot who’s birthday that was.” You told him the very first time you had discovered feelings.

“He saw how sad I looked so he accompanied me the whole time. He was even trying to feel more included in the games and stuff.” You felt a smile ghosting on your lips as you can still vividly remember how you felt your heart tug the first time. “It was kinda like I fell in love at first sight.”

Jay faked a gag, so you lightly punched him in the shoulder. He may be a bit of an asshole, but he’s one the most caring and kind people you’ve ever met. It honestly felt good spilling out your feelings about Jake to him.

Speaking of, Jake was watching you two play around and laugh at Jay's little jokes from outside, and he felt something burning from inside him. Was it that he felt jealous of you and Jay?

No, he can’t be...right?

Maybe it was because of how he felt separated from you and Jay because of him being a separate class.

Yeah, maybe it's because of that.

Dear Jake,

I just had the most bizarre day today, and I felt like telling you about it.

It was chemistry period, and we had to be partnered with someone for a lab project. I ended up getting paired with Yeojin. We kinda created this unexpected friendship, which I love. We would crack jokes at each other, tell funny stories, it was so fun to be with her that we had completely forgotten about our project. So now, we both got a detention slip for making an accidental explosion.

How about you? How was your day? I hope it was just as fun as mine. If you feel like the day just wasn't as happy or you're feeling down, just now that it's okay to feel that way because days like these just lasts for 24 hours. It will be all over before you know it and you'll be greeted by another day. Maybe it will be different, and you would be all happy again just like how my day went. Maybe being with you would be my happiest day yet, and I couldn't wait for that day to come. See you soon :)

Love,

Moon

"Yeojin!" Jake called, seeing her walk down the opposite way. "Hey, mind if I ask you something?"

"Hey Jake," She greeted him with a smile. "Sure, go ahead."

"Could you perhaps give me any information about your partner in Chemistry?" He had hopes of getting any kind of description about his mysterious sender, but he was instead given a sad frown on Yeojin's face.

"Sorry Jake, but that person told me not to tell you about their information." She gave an apologetic smile. "I wish you all the best in finding them!"

Jake muttered a small "okay," and sighed before walking away, feeling defeated.

Yeojin knew that he was gonna ask about Moon the moment he called her from across the hall. She couldn't wait to tell you about this.

"Hey Y/N," A voice said from behind. You turned around to see Jake with his backup hung on his shoulder. He brought his hand up and raked his hair, and you felt your face grow red. Jake is like a gift from the gods. How can someone look so ethereal even if they're just standing there? You could stare at him all day. You couldn't even understand a thing he said until he started waving his hands in front of you.

"Hello?" You blinked multiple times as you were brought back out to reality. You saw Jake's face grow into concern. "Are you okay? spaced out."

"O-oh..No, I'm completely fine." You reassured him, feeling embarrassed. "What were you saying again?"

"I was asking you if you wanted to go to school with me early tomorrow."

Well, shit.

Your eyes started to go wide, and your hands started to go clammy.

"Tomorrow?" You repeated, voice trembling.

'Well, yeah." He pouted his lips, and you felt like melting into a small puddle in your place. Your heart started to pound heavily.

Oh my fucking god, he is so adorable.

"Okay, sure I can go with you tomorrow," You weakly smiled at him, slightly tense.

How we're you going to give him the letter now?

"Good Morning," Jake said as he watches you close the gates of your house. It was past five in the morning, and you were a mess.

"Morning," You replied back before running your fingers through your hair, getting rid of any flyaways.

As you started walking your way to the bus stop, Jake kept on glancing towards you from time to time. He knew you were pretty, but since when did you become really beautiful in his eyes?

The walk was pretty quiet, but it was a comfortable silence. For him, mostly.

Meanwhile, you couldn't stop freaking out. You had written a letter the night before, but you don't know how you were going to slip it into his locker without him taking notice. If he saw you, he would know.

"Are you sure you're okay? You've been like this since yesterday," Jake blurted. You looked at him before heaving a sigh.

"It's nothing," You mouthed, suddenly feeling anxious and gloomy.

"Something on your mind?"

"Something like that." It was hopeless. I guess he would have to miss this letter today. It was the first time you skipped a day, and you're feeling guilty that you would have to see Jake's face sadden that he wouldn't receive it today.

As you two stop at the bus stop, Jake looked slightly panicked as he was rummaging through the pockets of his blazer before looking through his bag. "Hey, do you have an extra pen? I left mine at home and I have a quiz today."

You snickered, "Out of all the days, Sim Jake. The same day you have a quiz is the same day you forget your pen."

"Very funny." He scoffed.

As you unzipped your bag to grab your pencil case, a folded piece of paper fell out without you realizing it. When Jake went to pick it up, he notices that it was folded the same way as the letters in his locker. It looked so identical.

Once you already got your pencil case out, you were about to hand it to him when you saw what he was holding that made your body freeze with your hand holding the case in the air.

"Why were one of my letters inside your bag?" He glanced at you, waiting for you to reply.

If you were freaking out before, this is a whole other thing. The thing that you were fearing the most is happening right before you.

"Maybe it fell into my bag yesterday..." You stammered, making up an excuse to look like it was an accident. You were tightly holding onto your pencil case, chanting many curse words in your head as you watch Jake unfold the letter.

"I don't think I've received this one yet," He said before he opened the letter and read it.

You watch as his expression formed into confusion as he reads through the paper. It only took a few moments before something in him clicked that it was you sending him the letters.

"Y/N," He began, and you started quivering in fear.

You should've known this would happen, but you didn't expect it to happen this sooner. In fact, you believed that this wouldn't happen at all. But it did.

"Let me explain," You eventually gave up and accepted fate and watch as your identity as "Moon" be revealed to your crush. You're now exposed so you didn't have any other choice but to explain everything. "Yes, I am Moon. I was the one writing you the letters that you've been getting in your locker."

Jake's face was unreadable. He looked bewildered and puzzled. He was trying to comprehend what was happening right now. All this time, it was you?

"I started crushing on you when we attended that birthday party before. I didn't want to confess my feelings for you because I was scared that you were going to harshly reject me, so I started writing down letters as a way to tell you how I feel about you without making you feel awkward around me." You continued, eyes suddenly taking an interest in your shoes. They were brand new too.

Jake was silent, and you felt your heart crack into pieces. You were mad at yourself for being so careless about it that he ended up finding out about you as his secret admirer. You wanted nothing else but to run back home, lock yourself in your room and cry with your sad playlist on loop.

You were expecting a harsh rejection coming from him, but what surprised was how he took dangerous steps towards you, minimizing the gap between you two. He placed his hand under your chin, forcing you to look up at him.

"I don't plan on rejecting you Y/N," You stare into his eyes as it reflects the sunlight of the early morning. "I'm actually happy that it was you."

You look at him, puzzled. He lowly chuckles under his breath before leaning over to place his lips against yours. It was a light, quick kiss, but it brought you feeling ecstatic. You've dreamed of this moment before, and now that it happened, you thanked your clumsiness.

As he pulled away, you were sure your face was a red mess.

"Thank you," His smile was as bright as the stars in the sky. It was the most beautiful thing you've ever seen. "Thank you for making me like I'm special to someone."

You felt flustered over his words. You were scared that he could hear the sound of your heart pounding loudly. The butterflies in your stomach were going wild, and you felt like this was all a dream.

"So, what am I to you now?" You broke into a smile as he grabs your hand, intertwining your fingers with his.

Jake acted as if he was thinking, "Hm..maybe my best friend still?"

He bursts into a fit of giggles as he sees your smile slowly disappear, replacing it with a look of disbelief. You removed your hand from his and walked at a faster pace away from him.

He ran to match your pace beside you before holding your hand again, "I'm sorry, I won't ever do that again. Is my girl mad at me?"

"Oh my god, it's only five-fifty, Jake." You too broke into laughter over his cheesiness, but your heart fluttered over the thought of Jake calling you his.

HERE’S A LITTLE BONUS! since I've made you guys wait for 4 months :(

"What the fuck?" Was the first thing You heard from Jay as you and Jake entered the classroom. All of your classmates were staring at your and his hands intertwined together.

Jay stood in front of you two, crossing his arms together. "Can one of you explain when this happened?" he motioned towards your linking hands. You and Jake smiled at each other before walking away, leaving Jay in a fit of joy, and confusion.

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