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mysticheathenn · 2 months

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How Are You Outgrowing Your Oldself?

Hi, Hexlings!

This pick-a-card reading is about who are you becoming by releasing your old self and the many blessings that come with releasing your old self. This is a Patreon Reading for all tiers.

Remember to take what resonates and leave what does not. This reading does not supplement your need to seek professional help and is for entertainment purposes.

Take your time when choosing your pile. Ask yourself the question and choose the picture that you can’t stop looking at. Listen to your intuition.

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Who are you now? Tarot: 4 of Cups, Death, 8 of Swords, Queen of Wands (reversed), 5 of Wands, Ace of Swords (reversed)

This is my mental pile and when I mean mental I am not speaking crazy...unless you feel that way then carry on. When I say mental I mean you are constantly always in your head and not for the better. The phrase "I'm thinking" as someone says "That can't be good" may refer to you whenever you think because it's never a good thing. You're either dealing with imposter syndrome, self-doubt, low self-esteem, lack mentality, or just a doubt in your overall being as if you were placed on this earth to just exist and die. That's not true pile l. Some of you probably resist change because you fear success or failure. Some of this may have been residing in you since childhood/adolescence. While others of you this has been developing constantly over time as an adult just festering waiting to pop. Waiting for you to break. But then some of you are just comfortable in your little corner...Cinderella may have been your favorite movie or you probably resonate with her a lot, growing up in a "Be seen and not heard" household. The Song "In My Own Little Corner - Brandy (Cinderella) song is playing in my head Link to Song. The thing is I feel a lot of you have amazing dreams, ideas, and goals that you want to achieve but won't go after it because of what others or worse yourself have implanted in your head. You were meant for change,. You are not meant to be hidden in a corner because "No one puts baby in the corner" - Dirty Dancing (1987 Link to clip) If you haven't seen the original you are missing out. I feel the movie will speak to you, especially the main female character. Patreon Post Link

Pile ll:

Who are you now? Tarot: 10 of Pentacles, 9 of Pentacles, The Magician (reversed), Page of Cups, 4 of Wands, 5 of Cups (reversed)

Two different energies in this group...first one is "All About the Benjamins Baby" (Song Clip) is the phrase I heard in my head. Some of you possibly could have gone through a breakup or at least someone betrayed you whether it's your trust, or just hurt you in general that you closed yourself off to love and happiness and started chasing money instead. IF this isn't you then you are part of the very few who believe that they can't have it all. Similar to pile one but with different energy. Believing that the house with the picket fence dog and kids is not in your future, financial abundance is not in your future and etc. But overall I am getting the vibe that this pile is trying to get their money up. Fuck love and happiness, you can cry in a Ferrari or private jet later when you get your money up. I feel you pile ll I definitely feel you on that. Yea some of you something or someone betrayed you because the quote from Moulin Rouge movie "Betrayal. When love is for the highest bidder, there can be no trust. Without trust, there can be no love." just played in my head (Link to clip) (Sidenote: Amazing movie, be warned it is a musical and a tearjerker). Overall you don't know how and who to trust. Whichever side you are on if you are all about the benjamins you don't know how to trust others anymore and on your "demon time" , city girls, hot girl summer, era or those who agree more on not believing good things will happen for them you don't know how to trust yourself, god, the divine, universe, etc. You are operating in an energy that you truly don't believe or is who you are. Some of you probably listen to the music but don't fully resonate with the lyrics because you are a lover and giver at heart. Patreon Post Link

Pile lll:

Who are you now? Tarot: King of Swords, Ace of Swords, Page of Swords, 5 of Swords, 3 of Swords (reversed), Ace of Pentacles (reversed)

"It's all in my head. I think about it over and over again" - Over and Over by Nelly Ft Time McGraw (Song Link). Omg pile lll I hate being in your energy right now because I feel anxious, depressed, and just so many other mental things. You literally have nothing but swords in your deck and one pentacle. In case you aren't into tarot swords is all about the mental (beliefs, attitude, consciousness, etc). It's like you are constantly thinking a mile a minute. You never shut off your brain it's one thing or another. Either way, you are your own enemy. No one else. You remind me of another reading I did recently so this message may still be for some of you who didn't hear the first time this message came around. You are causing your depression, anxiety, etc. You are your own competition and nobody else is even though you believe that you have competition. You really don't you might be the type of person who hates going to public places like the gym or grocery shopping because you feel everyone is judging you or thinking about you when in reality they are thinking about what are they going to do later on or if they need to take a poop. Social anxiety is definitely here in this pile (remember I'm not a doctor so take head to any mental disorders or illness I mention). I See perfectionism as well. This may stem from parents growing up not accepting anything less than 100% on anything you did. Storytime: I had a friend who made a 95 on a test and his dad asked where is the other 5 points. You may have grown up in that kind of environment that led to this or this could have developed over time once you joined the workforce and had bosses and etc in your face constantly telling you horrible things, etc. I am going to say this to you pile lll. Do the thing. Do it scared. Do it unprepared. Do it with no experience. Do it. Do it. Do it. Nike that hoe. It will bring you abundance but you will never know because you are constantly overthinking everything and dealing with perfectionism. Patreon Post Link

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starfxkr · 3 months

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i had this idea of kook! reader whose so new to the outer banks shes doesnt even know shes a kook and she meets jj, and he just tries to just protect her from the kooks and like take her in. could also maybe incorporate jealous rafe whose tryna do the complete opposite as jayj at the same time.

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meeting jj had been a blessing— you were brand new to outer banks, hailing from the midwest and touted along by your parents because they “needed a change of scenery”. you can’t you blamed them, already preferring the warm, balmy air and sunny skies compared to the ever present grayness of your city. when you say you ran into jj on the beach, you quite literally ran into him. or he ran into you. whatever he was doing he was clearly in a rush but he cam to a halt once he saw who he ran into.

“jesus christ sweetheart im so sorry, swear my feet move faster than my head sometimes.” he dropped to his knees to help you scoop up the spilled contents of your bag, “ya know now i think about it, i never seen you before and trust me i know everybody. you new here?” he stands to his full height and helps you up, you’d be lying if you said he wasnt cute. his shaggy blonde hair, blue eyes and dimples smile hit you right in the gut.

“um yea!” that was way too enthusiastic, you clear your throat, “yea me and my parents just moved here a few days ago.”

“oh shit well welcome to the obx sweetheart, paridise on earth ’s what we like to call it. i’m jj, i’ll be your official tour guide, how’s that sound?”

god you hope you don’t seem too excited when you say yes.

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you and jj spend the whole day together, he introduces you to his friends, the “pogues” is what he called them and it left you confused.

“why would you call yourself pogues? it doesnt sound very nice.” your face is screwed up as he drives you back to your home, it’s dawning on him that that he may have just saved a sweet kitten like you from the lion’s den.

“it just is what it is, people like us dont exactly have a pool house.” he pointedly nods at the massive building behind your main house, “besides, im just happen to give you a real warm welcome, not everyone’s as nice as we are.” he can tell youre still confused. “kooks sweetheart, the upper crust in figure 8– thas technically what you are, with the pool house and all.”

“oh…but that doesnt mean we cant hang out does it?”

“oh fuck no are you kiddin me? just means we have to hang out more so you dont get corrupter by anyone other than me.” he teases. “just let me know what youre doin tomorrow aight? ill come pick you up”

this time you cant contain yourself and you give him a kiss on the cheek, yelling “bye jj!” as you run up your driveway, too giddy to look back.

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unfortunately the next day, you dont get to see jj. instead your stuck on the golf course with your dad as he schmoozes with a man named ward cameron.

you dont pay much attention to what theyre talking about, instead choosing to listen to music and daydream about what you’d rather be doing.

“ah there’s my son! a whole half hour late just as i expected, glad to see you could join us rafe.” ward’s mention of his son just made you huff and roll your eyes, you could only handle so many bratty kooks— you were starting to see what jj was talking about.

“it’s nice to meet you son, this is my daughter.” you lift your head prepared to plaster another fake smile on your face when your freeze.

you weren’t expecting rafe to be so hot. and i guess he wasn’t expecting you to be either.

dumbly, you reach out to shake his hand, “nice to meet you rafe.”

before he can respond, ward speaks out, “hey rafe, why dont you take her to that party you were talkin about later?”

#✨.txt #jj x reader x rafe prompt

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scarletwinterxx · 1 year

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Confess my truth in swooping, sloping, cursive letters - mark lee imagine

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“I’m going to cuff her, just you wait” you hear Mark say from beside you. While you're too busy trying to understand the notes you took down yourself and still not understand a thing, your bestfriend has his own distractions.

“Who?” you ask without looking up

“Aeri, the new transfer” Mark answers swiftly

“Like you would have a chance with her, it’s too early for your delusions Min” you call his nickname. Min, from his name Minhyung. Most people call him that, or Mark. But when it's just the two of you talking you mostly refer to him as Min.

“What? It’s not a delusion. We have like a lot in common” he reasons out, letting your eyes roll at his reasoning. You finally look up at him, and ask

“Oh yea like what?”

“We’re both exchange students” you shoot him a deadpanned look, waiting for him to say something else

“You moved here 11 years ago”

"So?"

"You know what if that's what you believe, go. I'm not going to crush your feelings this time. If you want to be dumb, go and be my guest"

Mark snickers at your words, not sure if it was you showing support or teasing him.

"What are you reading anyways? Just accept your fate and focus on something else" he says, looking at your notes. The handwriting is not neat at all, only you can understand it at this point but Mark has known you long enough to read it like his own.

"Dude, are you studying for the exam tomorrow?" he asks

"Yea why?"

"This is the wrong chapter"

"Motherfucker"

Turns out Mark was right, you were reading the wrong chapter all along. After having a mini freak out upon realizing that and realizing you didn't have enough time to cram a semester worth of lesson in one night, Mark had to calm you down and make sure you don't cry the rest of the night instead.

He made sure to buy dinner for the both of you before he walked you back to your dorm, leaving a pack of gummy bears in your bag for you to find later because he knows you'll probably pull an all nighter.

The next time you see each other is after the exam, your eyes were swollen either from the lack of sleep or from crying that Mark is not sure of.

"You look like shit"

"Thank you, like I didn't already know that"

He passes the coffee he got you before taking your bag and slinging it on his shoulder, "How did the exam go?"

"Good, better than I expected" you mumbled, taking a sip of your much deserved coffee "Thank you" you tell him, referring to the coffee.

"So now that you're a free woman, there's a party later"

"I know where this is going, I haven't slept since Monday. A party is the least of my priority right now, Min"

You do feel very drained right now and you haven't slept a wink, exam seasons got you staying up all night and crying in between the 15 minute breaks. The only reason you haven't lost the last of your sanity is because of the human walking beside you.

You and Mark may argue a lot but you have each other's back no matter what. He's your bestfriend, he's your mediator, you're his voice of reason.

"You can nap before the party. You deserve to relax after this stressful week" he says, stepping behind you to massage your shoulders to convince you further.

"You stress me every week, what's the real reason you want to go"

"I may have heard Aeri is going"

"We're still on that?"

"It hasn't been a week since I told you that and yes, I'm still into her. So what you do say?" he looks over your shoulder, meeting your eyes to look at you directly because he knows you can never say no this way to him.

"Why invite your bestfriend at a party you want to meet the girl you like?"

"Because"

"Because what??"

"Who would hype me up? I can already see myself chickening out, but if you're there then you can convince me"

You can only think of all the times you convinced him to do something stupid because when it comes to you, Mark can be pretty gullible. That makes you feel proud knowing he trust you but also that makes him an easy target for your pranks.

"Convince you to make a total fool of yourself? Hell yes I'm in"

A couple of hours later, Mark and you enter the party side by side. Already seeing a couple of familiar faces in the crowd.

You made your way through the crowd until you saw your other friends, "Finally, they show up" Haechan shouts, immediately passing a shot glass to you and then Mark

"To catch you up, we already started so you better get going" he tells the two of you, pushing the shot glasses towards your faces

"I'll have only one, and his also because he's driving tonight" you say taking the glass from Mark before he can say anything. Then you shoot your head back, drinking the shots simultaneously and earning cheers from the two boys. Mark already too distracted looking around hoping to spot the reason why he came here tonight.

"Damn woman, how are you not cuffed down yet?" Haechan jokes

"You're asking that when he's standing right here?" Jeno butts in, throwing an arm around Mark.

Of course they would bring that up whenever they can. Those two don't believe a boy and a girl can stay in a platonic relationship. Swearing you and Mark are meant for each other but too scared to admit it. The old but beloved bestfriends to lovers trope, Haechan calls it.

"He's only standing here at this party to cuff someone and that woman is not me, luckily. Have you seen Aeri?" you ask Haechan,

"I think I saw her talking to Dery outside" you then turn to Mark, dusting off his jacket for no reason. Just to boost his confidence, you think.

"Go do what we went out here for, and make it quick. If you don't get her number by the end of this night, I'm shaving your seagull eyebrows in your sleep. Got it?"

Mark chuckles at your empty threat, he knows you only said that to not make him nervous and it works everytime.

"Yes ma'am. For you, I'll be a taken man by the end of this month"

"Let's not get ahead of ourselves, you're hot but not that hot. Okay now go before they hand me another shot" then you're pushing him towards the direction of the backyard door.

Meanwhile, Haechan and Jeno watch the two of you like it's a live action drama happening infront of them where the two lead characters are bestfriends who swore they don't feel anything for eacth other only to end up together in the end.

"What the fuck was that?" Haechan ask after Mark walks off, turning to face the two boys

"What?"

"The sexual tension was killing me, you swear you two haven't kissed?" he asks back, you shake your head as an answer "No, we haven't and will never"

"I get that you guys are just bestfriends and swear it's nothing more than that, but did you just call him hot?" Jeno ask you

"Yes, I have eyes. I call them as I see them"

"And you say you're not into him?"

"Do I look like I'm into him?"

"Yes" they answer at the same time, shaking your head at them

"It's not like that, I already told you that. I've known Mark since we were kids. That's the same kid who looked like a chipmunk with glasses" you tell them

"More reason why you like him! You've him at his worst, not sure about his best but you're the one who's been there for him. It's the perfect plot for the most cliché love story" Haechan says dramatically

"I'm afraid this book is not how it ends, can you just pass me another shot"

That night ended in different ways, for starters you got so drunk you forgot how you got home. All you can remember was Haechan daring you to jump on the trampoline and do a back flip, you can't remember if you did it or not.

Mark's night however wasn't as exciting, yes he did get to talk to Aeri but nothing more than a few words. Not enough for her to peak interest in him, there was a bunch of other people with them so he couldn't exactly just talk to her and he didn't want to ruin the fun. So instead he found himself walking back ready to admit his defeat to you and accept his fate of having his eyebrows shaved only to find you on the grass laughing your ass off.

Turns out Haechan dared you to do a backflip but Jeno still had some of his common sense and tried to stop you, and by that he meant tackling you off the trampoline and down on the ground.

Mark helps you up from the ground, dusting your clothes to rid of the grass. Holding you by the arm while you sway on your feet clearly intoxicated.

"You're done for the night, no more leaving you alone with them" he tells you as if he was scolding a child

"Boo, you're no fun. Just say you're jealous" Haechan tells him, poking Mark's back

"Shush, don't tease him. Angry Mark is scary" you whisper shout, oh yess you're definitely drunk

"Let's get the three of you home, Jeno drag Haechan please"

And that's how it ended. Mark dropped the two boys first before he drove you back at your dorm.

"So how did it go?" you spoke all of a sudden, fighting the sleepiness off to do your duty as the nosy bestfriend

"Good"

"You didn't get her number did you?"

"Nope"

It wasn't the last time Mark dragged you somewhere in hopes of finally talking to Aeri. And all the other attempts always end up a fail like the universe just doesn't want him to succeed.

He also has become a regular at the library where you spend most of your time when you're not with him. He may have heard that Aeri comes here sometimes so why not give it a shot. He prefers studying in his own room where he can blast music, while you prefer the quiet atmosphere here.

"It helps me focus" you tell him when he asked you why you liked studying here when you can just do it at the comfort of your own dorm or his.

"I'm going home for the weekend, by the way. Want to come?" Mark ask you, remembering his mom asking him to ask you.

"And you tell me only now when it's Saturday tomorrow?" you ask back

"I'll pick you up at 3am?"

"Minhyung, I'm going to kill you" that's a yes. He just smiles and give your cheek a pinch then turning his attention back to his laptop, since he's already might as well get some work done.

Like he said, he did show up at your doorstep at 3am. Handing him your bag for the weekend, eyes half closed face bare.

"Make this weekend worth my while, Min or I will seriously shave your brows this time" you threaten him

"Yea yea, I'll get you your favorite cookies back home"

While most people will stay up with the driver on a long trip, you where back to dreamland a few minutes after Mark drove off. He passed a hoodie and a blanket over to you and the next second you were out.

Instead of waking you up, Mark just turns on the music loud enough to keep him awake but low enough not to disturb your sleep. But really it doesn't matter, he can be playing Bohemian Rhapsody on full volume you'll still sleep through it.

When the of you arrived at Mark's childhood home, his mom was already waiting by the door. Her smile doubling as she sees you exiting the passenger side, "Y/N! I'm so glad you made it!" she says with open arms. You walk over to give her a hug.

She's like a mom to you, whenever your parent's went on holidays or work trips they would always leave you with Mark's parents. The two of you weren't kidding when you say you spent a lot of your childhood together.

"You two must be tired from the drive, why don't you eat breakfast then rest for a bit?" she tells you, when Mark walks towards the door his mom hugs him too.

"Sounds good, thank you"

"I made your favorite cookies by the way, Mark made sure I didn't forget" she tells you with a smile, "Really?" you asked excitedly, and Mark thinks it was worth bugging his mom over the phone last night.

It was a great way to detox from all the stress from university, the rest of the weekend you relaxed as much as you can. Slept in without a worry about anything, you only wish this weekend lasted longer.

"Mom, you need to let us go. We won't make it in time" Mark tells his mom who is too busy smothering him, you jsut smile at the mother-son interaction happening infront of you.

"You two have a safe drive back" his dad says, giving Mark a quick hug too.

"Don't be a stranger, I'll tell your parents you rested well this weekend" Mark's mom tells you, you thank her again before giving her one last hug and saying bye to his dad too.

"Can we just not go back to school?"

"We can, but then what would we do? and I can't leave the plants to Haechan, they will die" Mark says, that made you laugh

"Why though? something bothering you?" he adds

"Nothing, I just had fun this weekend. I haven't slept that good since I moved in my dorm" you tell him

"You're still having trouble with sleeping? I told you just call me, I can bore you to sleep"

"I'm sure but I'm not going to call you every night when I can't sleep"

"Nonsense, I already sleep late anyways"

You didn't mean to let your mind wander but for the first time ever in your history of friendship with Mark, you let your mind think would it be different if he wasn't just your friend. Haechan and Jeno's words echoing inside your head.

Mark's words just then made you think about it but then you shook those thoughts away quickly as they came.

“Wait hold up, you two talk about that?”

“You haven’t?”

Haechan looks at you with disbelief, silently asking if you were being serious

"Yo Jeno! If i get bitten by a snake on my dong will you suck the venom out?" Haechan asks Jeno who just arrived. You're currently over at Haechan and Mark's place since you had to finish a project you were doing with Haechan, Jeno is just a regular visitor here.

"What the fuck? No" Jeno answered, confused with the context of his friend's question

"But like, it's an emergency" you say

"Still no, I'm sorry but you're dying my friend" Jeno tells Haechan

"Who's dying?" Mark asks, finally getting home from his last class. He knew you were here hence why he choose to order food on his way home.

"Jeno" you and Haechan answered at the same time

"Would you do it for him?" you weren't looking at Jeno so you didn't check if he was asking you or Haechan

"No..."

"I mean"

Jeno looks back and forth between you and Haechan, Mark is in the kitchen unboxing the food he got for the group.

"Y/N!? Is this what you two were talking about?" Jeno ask the two of you

"Talk about what?" Mark curiously asks, walking back to the living where the three of you were. Putting the chicken and pizza on the coffee table before taking a seat on the floor beside your legs.

"If you get bitten by a snake on your-"

"I'd rather not talk about it infront of your dinner, thank you very much" Haechan cuts you off

"I'd rather not have that image in my head" Jeno adds

"What?" Mark asks, you just shake your head and take the slice of pizza he just took a bit of

"Nothing, let's just say you're the only one not dying here" you answer him.

You and Haechan finished late. Before you go back to your dorm, you checked on Mark to see him also busy with something. Sitting hunched back on his desk,

"Your back will hurt, stop slouching" you tell him, walking towards where he was sitting

"You sound like me when I scold Haechan. You two done?" he ask, looking up at you

"Mhm, I should go it's late" it's past midnight already. Jeno went home after dinner while you and Haechan worked on your project. Mark was waiting for you finish so he can drive you back, when he thinks of something

"Why don't you just stay here for the night?" he asks you

"Huh?"

"Stay for the night, it's late and you probably will have hard time sleeping once you get home. You can borrow my clothes" he says, already walking towards his closet to grab you a pair of shirt and sweats for the night

"Do I have any say in this?" you ask

"Just say yes, Y/N. It's late, you're tired but you'll probably stay up all night if you go home now. If you stay here I can make sure you're going to get some sleep" Mark tell you, then hands you his shirt and sweats.

"Go change, I'll sleep on the couch"

When you got back from the bathroom now changed in Mark's clothes, he's still slumped over his desk. "You should call it a night, too. I can take the couch"

He turns his chair around to face you, shaking his head "Nonsense, go sleep I'll be done in like 5 minutes"

"Then just sleep here, there's enough room for the two of us. This is not the ending of titanic"

He chuckles at your statement, watching you get cozy under his covers. This made him want to call it a night and cuddle in with you, that very thought confused him in different ways.

One, it confused him how thinking about cuddling you seemed so natural. And two, it confused him how it wasn't weird at all. To him atleast.

He shoots you quick smile before turning back to his table to finish his work. More than five minutes passed when he finally finished, turning of his laptop and desk lamp before turning to check on you only to see you quietly scrolling on your phone.

"What did I say? Go to sleep, dummy"

"Was waiting for you, c'mere" you say while opening the blanket for him. He didn't even say no, he didn't say anything. It's like his body was on auto-pilot. Like you're the one in control. He didn't mind it one bit.

Mark turns off the lights first before settling beside you, he lays his head on the pillow beside yours. You send him a sleepy smile, mirroring your actions.

"You need to go to sleep, missy"

"I'm trying, believe me"

"What usually helps you sleep at night?" he ask, both of you were whispering even though no one would hear you in his room. It was past midnight, the only light coming from the lamppost outside his window.

"I cuddle something, usually my favorite pillow" you mumble, you'd be embarrassed to admit you still need to hug something when you go to sleep but you're talking to Mark. You didn't mind showing and telling him everything about you because you know he'd stay after everything.

"Cuddle me" he say without missing a beat. And for a couple of seconds the two of you just stare at each other, waiting for something. Maybe for the other person to say something.

"Uh I mean I don't want you to be uncomfortable, my head's a bit heavy" you tell but he just chuckles back at you, opening his arms as if inviting you to come to him if you wanted.

"My head's bigger than yours, come on. Your eyes are about to close, why are you fighting it"

"I'm not, it's my mind that won't shut up"

"Then don't think, just listen to me. I'll keep on talking or humming or something until you fall asleep" this time he pulls on your arm, making you move from one side of his bed over to him. Leaving you no choice but rest your head on his chest. His heart drumming under your ears, like your personal white noise machine.

"You're warm" you mumble, cuddling against his chest more because he feels warm. You've never cuddled like this before, why haven't you cuddled like this before?

Oh right, because friends don't do things like this. Once again, Haecha and Jeno's word bounce around your head. Making you question your feelings for your bestfriend.

"Can you relax? I can tell you're still thinking about something, just... listen to my breathing or something" he tells you, this time you feel his hand run through your hair making you more sleepy.

And you listen, listen to him. Listen to his heart. The loud thoughts in your head now just mere background noise. All forgotten.

"I'm going to tell you something, but you're not allowed to tell me I told you so"

Jeno looks back at you confused. You popped out of nowhere, now taking the vacant seat in front of him.

"Uh okay"

"And you can't tell Haechan or Mark. Swear it" you tell him

"Okay, I swear. Are we scheming them or what?"

You opened your mouth to speak, repeating the action one two three times but the words can't seem to come out.

"I can't say it"

"Why? Did you run overe someone? Did you forget to water Mark's plants?" he ask again

"No, I didn't. It's not like that. I can't say it because I can't believe it myself and maybe it's not even real. Maybe I'm just confused or something. Maybe I'm sick, yeah I think I'm sick. Am I sick?" you ask him, pulling his hand to lay it on your forehead

"No, but you are starting to scare me."

"I'm starting to scare myself too!"

"Why???"

"Because I think I'm in love with my bestfriend"

That got the two of you quiet. You can't believe you just said that out loud, and now that it's out in the world you can't believe you might be inlove with your bestfriend, Mark. The guy you've known your whole life. The same guy you swore you will never see as someone who's more than a friend.

Jeno was also caught by surprise, he did expect it to happen at some point but he thought it would be Mark realizing it first before you. And he didn't think he'd be the first one to know. Now he has to hide this from Mark and worse, Haechan.

"There you two are, I was looking for you! I have some great news" Mark says, surprising you and Jeno. Sending him a look which he understood.

"What?" you ask, turning to look at Mark who's now sitting beside you.

"I finally got Aeri's number, and get this we're going out this Friday night" he says with the biggest smile on his face.

You didn't even hesitate, immediately shooting his a smile back. "No way, you finally grew the balls to do it. Who would've thought" you joke

"What did I say, I'll be cuffed down before this month ends. Now I just need your help to think about where I should take her, dude are you okay?" he asks Jeno, notiching the guy has not said a word since he arrived.

Mark wonders if he interrupted something, you did look like you were in the middle of a serious talk. You tried to cover it but he did notice the look on your face when he arrived. He didn't want to push it right now, leaving a mental note to ask you about it later instead.

"Me? Yeah totally. I just remember about this thing I forgot back at the library. I should go there and get it before someone else takes it"

"I'll go too, I need this book for my next exam" you say, already slinging your bag on your shoulder. Standing up from your seat.

"I'll see you later, bye" you tell Mark quickly before stalking away, leaving a confused Mark behind. He turns to the other guy also watching your retreating figure.

"Did something happen?" he ask Jeno, "Huh? No, I don't know. I'm gonna go. Bye hyung" Jeno smiles at him before waving goodbye, walking the same direction you went to.

That was the last time Mark saw you, after that you kind of went into hiding. Always coming up with an excuse to not see him: whether you're busy with another project, you're sick at home, you're on your period and too tired to leave your dorm. At this point you're running out of minor injuries to use as an excuse.

Friday came and went, you didn't have the strength to call him and ask him about the date. You really can't invest in his love life when you're having trouble with yours. Well technically yours is one sided.

You just got back from the cafe you found jus tthis week in your attempt to spend less time on campus since you know you're most likely to bump into Mark there. So instead you found a quaint cafe outside campus and made it your new study place. What you didn't expect though was to find your bestfriend standing outside your dorm room.

Mark heard footsteps coming down the hallway, looking up from his phone to see you standing on the other end. It's been almost 2 weeks since he last talked to you, apart from the few texts he received from you this has been the longest time he's been away from you.

"Hey, were you out?" he ask when you got to him

"Yeah, I was studying"

"I was at the library. but I couldn't find you" he tells you, right off the bat he could tell something was wrong. You won't even look him in the eye right now.

"I was studying some place else"

"Oh okay, is something wrong? Are you okay?" he ask again, now he's worried.

"Me? Yea no I'm fine. Just busy and tired" now that you mention it, he notices the dark circles under your eyes. You're still beautiful despite that, but he could tell you haven't had proper sleep probably a couple of days now.

"Have you been sleeping okay?"

"I'm good, why'd you ask?"

"Nothing, I'm just worried. You just said the other day you had a massive headache, you should get some rest. Did you eat dinner already? I can go grab some for us before you call it a night" he suggest, ready to run down the nearest restaurant but you shake your head at him

"I already ate, I think I'll just call it a night. I'm tired. I'll call you later" you tell him, opening the door to your dorm. Waving goodbye to him before closing it, leaving a very worried Mark on the other side.

Something is definitely up with you and he's not going to rest tonight until he figures it out. The last person he saw you with was Jeno, so he texts the younger guy asking his whereabouts. It turns out Jeno is over at his and Haechan's place.

He made his way back home, seeking for answers. When he got there, he calls for Jeno.

"What's up?" Jeno asks

"What happened between you and Y/N?"

"Huh?" Jeno asks back, confused. Meanwhile Haechan pauses the game him and Jeno were playing to join the conversation

"Did something happened?" Haechan asks

"Yea well the last time I saw her she was talking to Jeno, you two looked like you were having a serious conversation then she walks off. Then after that she's been avoiding me" Mark explains, arms flailing around. Clearly frustrated with the situation.

"Why did you say she's avoiding you? Maybe she's just busy?" Haechan asks again, "We took the CSAT's at the same time, believe me even if she's that busy she's not going to avoid me like this"

"And you're assuming that based off of that?"

"I just know something's wrong okay?! I just don't know what it is" Mark frustratedly says, voice rising a bit. Meanwhile Jeno stays quiet. He promised to keep quiet so that's what he's doing.

Haechan looks over at him, immediately he could tell Jeno knows something

"Speak, I can tell you're hiding something" Haechan tells him, Jeno just shakes his head

"Dude, what?? So you know something?" Mark says

"I promised not to tell, especially the two of you" Jeno finally speaks, "So she did say something??" Mark prods even further

"I can't say it, I swore to Y/N I won't"

"What can't you say to me and Mark hyung? Haechan's the one to ask this time, making the pieces fit together in his head. And when it did, it's like a light bulb turned on in his head.

"OH MY GOD!" Haechan says catching both boys' attention

"Haechan no!" Jeno says

"What what??" Maark says

Haechan looks back and forth between the two guys, then stopping at Mark. "I don't know either but I think I do"

"Then tell me!!!!"

"No! Because if what I think is right then you would want to hear this from Y/N" Haechan says, Jeno lets out the breath he was holding.

Mark couldn't wait another day to talk to you, even though he promised he'd let you rest first he can't just sleep tonight without knowing.

That's how he found himself standing outside your door again, ringing the doorbell thrice like he always would. When you opened the door, rubbing the sleep out of your eyes.

"Mark? Is everything okay?" you ask, confused why he'd be out here this time of the night

"Sorry for waking you up but I just can't sleep tonight knowing something's not right with us. Are we okay?" he ask you.

This was enough to fully wake you, opening the door for him fully to let him in. You wait until you're inside before you face him again,

"I just needed some time off, I guess" you tell him

"Why?"

"Well, you said you had a date with Aeri. I didn't want to get in between that, you can't be spending that much time with me once you get a girlfriend. I'm not going to be that kind of bestfriend, Mark"

Your explanation although very valid, did not make any sense to him. Because now when you say things like him getting a girlfriend, he don't see Aeri beside him or any other girl.

The only person he can picture beside him is you. The only person he wants to spend all his time with is you. The one he wants to take out on dates is you. When he went out on that date with Aeri, he did have a great time but the two of them thought they're better off as friends. He just never had the chance to tell you because you've been avoiding him.

"Well you don't have to worry about that, I'm not going out with Aeri"

"What?? why?? But you like her"

Now you feel guilty, wondering what could've went wrong and if you had something to do with it.

"I thought I did. I mean I like her, but only as a friend. Turns out we're better as buddies" he lets out a chuckle, watching your confused reaction

"You're still my bestfriend though, so will you tell me what's wrong?" he asks, taking careful steps towards you until he's an arm length away

"Like I said I didn't want to intrude"

"I don't think that's just it. Jeno said-"

"Jeno said what??? Oh my god I'm going to kill him"

He just smiles at you, this is the first time you said more that a few words to thim and the first time you sounded like the usual you.

"Actually he didn't say anything, then Haechan somehow figured it out and say I should hear it from you instead" he looks at you, observing your face. Committing every detail he's been looking at for years. This time with more adoration and love in his eyes.

"What's wrong with you?" you ask, noticing the way he's looking at you.

"Nothing, just thinking about something completely stupid" it's not stupid. He was thinking about all this time he didn't any other girl, he always have liked you but too scared to say something about it. So instead he searched for something similar.

But of course no one could even come close. There's after all, only one of you for him.

"What?"

"You tell me first what Haechan and Jeno know then I'll tell you"

Now that he's the one asking, you're not sure how to get out of this one. He got you cornered with no place to go.

"I'll tell you but you have to promise me if it ever gets awkward after this you'll still be my bestfriend" you tell him,

"Of course"

Instead of telling him in words, it's like a higher power possessed you. Standing on your tiptoe, resting both hands on his shoulder. Pressing your lips flat against his.

You can tell just how shocked he was, frozen in his place. Your blood runs cold thinking you just ruined your friendship forever but then you feel his arms snake around your waist pulling you closer towards him. Mark tilts his head a bit to the side, deepening the kiss. Smiling against your lips, he can taste the strawberry flavored chapstick you always use.

This should feel weird and foreign to the both of you, but no. This moment feels so right. Being in each other's arms makes so much sense, like this was how it should've been all along.

Mark takes a few steps forward making you walk back until your back is against the door, still lips attached together. Eventually the two of you had to break apart to take a breath, your eyes still closed you feel him kiss your lids then your nose then he kisses you on your jaw down the side of your neck. Leaning your head on the side to give him more space because right now his lips feel so good against your skin you just wanted more.

He gives you a few more kisses before leaning away to look at you with that lovestruck look on his face.

"I know this might seem a bit too fast but a decade worth of memory with you seems enough, can I be your boyfriend?"

This time you kiss him again, shorter this time though so you can give him your answer "Of course, who else would I make more memories with. Plus I love your mom too much"

Mark smiles at your words, finally finally all the pieces fall into place. Finally he got the girl.

"What did I say, told you I'd be a cuffed man"

"Shut up and just kiss me"

"Yes ma'am

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A Payment: 4

A little birthday surprise

You don’t speak to him while you ride over to the meeting with Stark in the back of that black car. Lance is once again in the passenger’s seat, he’s changed into clean clothes and gives you a reassuring smile when you get into the car.

“You okay?”

“Yea Q, I’m good.” He tells you and with a raised eyebrow he asks if you’re okay too and you nod. You’re still not quite sure where you stand with Steve but he’s probably a better option than your father.

You know that he’s a better option than your father.

When the car glides to a stop in front of a tall sleek building you close your eyes and take a deep breath. You have been to these kinds of meetings before, you know what’s expected of you. To stand at Steve’s back as a pretty distraction and say nothing. Why he wanted you here, at this meeting was beyond you but you’d agreed to come to two of the meetings a month so that was what you were going to do. At least now you’re already one down.

“Queenie?” Steve says and you open your eyes glancing over at him, “We need to go, I’m sorry.” You get out of the car, once again taking his hand and when he tucks your hand into the crook of his arm you’re not surprised. You keep your head high, you may not be a Ward in last name but you’re mob royalty and you know exactly how to play the part.

“No one touches Queenie.” Lance says softly and Steve raises an eyebrow at him.

“You don’t get to decide that.”

“I do.” You say coolly, “And Lance is correct, no one touches me.”

“I will be touching you.”

“I wasn’t including you in that statement. Many mob men seem to think that because I am a woman they can just touch me whenever they want. Lance has been given explicit instructions to remove any hand from me that I have not invited.”

“Allow me the honor instead Darlin’.” Steve purrs with a wicked smile and it makes your stomach roll again, “If any of them make you uncomfortable you let me know and I’ll take care of it.”

“Oh, uh okay?”

“You’re my wife.”

“But-“

“They will be told that you’re my wife.” He amends with a little eye roll, but it doesn’t feel like he’s actually annoyed. More amused. “Oh, speaking of you should probably put this on.” He pulls something out of his pocket, when he passes it to you you’re surprised to see a ring, it’s rose gold with a tear drop diamond surrounded on either side by two small round diamonds and a single marquise cut diamond along the band in a little triangle. Two of the small diamonds touch the curved side of the larger teardrop. “I hope it fits okay.” He says as you stare at it, it’s absolutely stunning. “Queenie?”

“Sorry,” you take the ring and slide it onto your finger, it fits perfectly. “You know this is only an engagement ring right?”

“What?”

“The wedding band is added later.” You tell him and he hums softly.

“We can go tomorrow and you can pick something out. Is that okay?” You nod up at him, you’re surprised that he asked if it was okay. Your father and brother would have just told you that was what was going to happen, but you school your emotion and continue into the building. When you enter the building a tall man with light brown hair and bright blue eyes.

“Rogers.” He says and Steve gives him a nod,

“Vision. Stark ready?”

“Yes, I’m supposed to bring you up. I wasn’t told about the woman.” You bristle at his disrespectful tone and it seems that Steve doesn’t appreciate it either.

“The woman?” He growls, “You will treat my wife with the respect she is due.”

“Wife?” Vision asks with a raised brow, “Since when?”

“Today. She comes with or you explain to Stark why our meeting was cancelled.” Steve says with a sneer and you give his arm a gentle squeeze. You don’t need him to get into a fight over this which is where this feels like it’s going.

“Vision right?” You ask and he looks down at you in irritation.

“Yes.” He says curtly.

“I’m Queenie formerly Ward.” You know he won’t recognize your actual last name and you don’t need the mob world knowing what name you go by in the real world. When you say Ward his gaze snaps to yours and the interest has returned.

“As in the Wards of SHIELD?”

“Yes.”

“It was assumed that you were dead.”

“In this world I was. But Steve brought me back in.” You say with a sweet smile and Vision looks at you in suspicion.

“I’ll let Stark know you’re both here.” He says typing into the starkpad he’s holding. So many people would be shocked to know that tech genius Tony Stark had his fingers in the mob world, if you’re honest it’s not just his fingers it’s his whole hands.

A few minutes later Vision glances your way again, “He’s ready for you.”

“About time.” Steve says sounding annoyed, you follow Vision your hand still in the crook of Steve’s arm and you enter an elevator. The ride up is silent but when you glance up at Steve you see the irritation on his face. You give his arm a squeeze and when he looks down at you you raise your eyebrows then school your expression to a passive one. He gives you a little half smirk then leans closer to you.

“I want him to know that I’m pissed.” He mutters so softly that you almost miss it, “It’s rude to keep company waiting and with Stark it’s a power play.” He says pressing a kiss to your temple and goosebumps raise on your skin. The elevator doors slide soundlessly open allowing you and Steve into the large living space where Tony Stark is waiting a glass of whiskey in his hand.

“Well, well, interesting development here Rogers. Mazel tov.” He says and Steve gives him an tight smile.

“Stark, I don’t appreciate being made to wait.”

“I don’t appreciate you bringing a random woman to meetings without warning.”

“She’s not a random woman, she’s my wife and was a Ward, she’s got more right to be here than almost anyone.”

“Still, a heads up would’ve been nice.” Stark says before tilting his head to a sitting area then turning toward it. You and Steve follow Stark as he sits down and then gestures for you to do the same, “Make yourselves comfortable. What can we get you to drink?”

“Whiskey.” Steve says before looking down at you,

“Nothing thank you.” You tell them, you don’t drink when you’re working.

“How long has this been in the works? We only met two weeks ago and you never said a word.”

“It wasn’t your business.”

“We are trying to get rid of the Wards.” Your gaze snaps to Steve’s but he doesn’t move, instead he gives Stark a cold smile.

“Really? I had no idea.” Steve snarks, “And now, we have her out of danger and I’m sure a list of abuses that they’ve done to her that we can use those against them.” Steve wants to get rid of your father, and Grant? You find that you’re less troubled about this than you thought you might be. They are your blood after all and you’ve been taught that blood is thicker than water.

“And you’re fine with this Mrs. Rogers?” Stark asks,

“Coulson. I belong to no man.” You tell him coolly and he looks over at Steve with raised eyebrows.

“You have a problem Stark?”

“I’m not the one with the mouthy wife.”

“I’ve met your wife, that’s a load of shit.” Steve says resting a hand on your leg giving it a gentle squeeze to keep you from saying anything. His voice is light and he’s clearly very comfortable with Stark. “So, let’s get to it shall we?”

“Not in front of her. How do you know that she’s not loyal to them.”

“Sweetheart?” Steve says, “Are you going to tell your father that Stark and I are going to destroy him and his company?”

“Hell no.” You tell him emphatically, “In fact, I’ll bring the matches and marshmallows to toast while you burn their shit to the ground.” Steve is grinning and Stark looks surprised.

“Any further concerns about Queenie’s loyalty Stark?”

“Just a few. Why do you hate them so much?”

“That, is none of your business.” You tell him with a scowl, you haven’t even told Steve any of the shit that Ward has put you through, not including this whole marriage to Steve situation which, honestly is turning out better than you’d thought it ever could. Stark looks from you to Steve and then back to you again before sighing heavily and saying,

“Fine. If you betray us I’ll kill you myself.” Stark says leveling you with a glare. Steve snarls at Stark and is on his feet and in Stark’s face before you can even process what is happening.

“If you lay a hand on her, I’ll kill everyone you love before I kill you. Do you understand me?” Stark glares up at Steve, you watch their little standoff with wide surprised eyes, “She is mine to protect.” He says with a growl, “You. Do. Not. Touch.” Stark waits a few more heartbeats before saying,

“Down Rogers. If she betrays us you can do what you want.” Steve sneers at Stark then sits next to you again, he’s completely rigid with fury, a few more tense moments Steve gives Stark a tiny nod and then they start to talk.

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🌹🍃Tim Drake SFW Alphabet🍃🌹

Small note: Tim's age, like everyone in god damn DC, is all over the place. So in mind he's 20-21, youngest maybe 19.

Cw: mention of Self harm.

The alphabet is under the cut.

Affection: (How affectionate are they, How do they show it?)

Tim no doubtable has a lotta baggage and the social skills of a damp couch. So, his way of showing affection would be through acts of service. He may sit a little too close to you if he feels bold. But, besides that, he'll probably make you your favorite drink when he goes to make himself another cup of coffee. Later in the relationship, though, he will be very affectionate.

Best friend: (What are they like has a best friend? How would you become friends?)

With how unhinged Tim is sometimes, it's only appropriate for you two to become friends that way. You were new to the team and ran into each other in the kitchen at a god-awful hour. Crackhead energy at the highest levels has you both trying not to laugh hysterically at something that wasn't funny, so you wouldn't wake up the others. Under his breath, Tim said, 'Road work a head..' You, not missing a beat, said, 'Uh yea, I sure hope it does.'

On the other hand, if you are a civi', you probably found him either hurt or tired where he'll be lying outside your window. 'Ya know, I think my couch would be more comfortable than that slab of concrete.', 'Oh, you think so?'. Then it just went from there.

Cuddles: (Do they like to cuddle? How would they?)

Tim was neglected by his parents all his childhood, and while working under Batman, Tim was the parent more than Batman. So Tim is very touch-starved, like most of the Robins.

Does that mean he will ask for cuddles? Fuck no, he's burning the candle at both ends; he doesn't have time to step back. But, most of the time, if you pull him into a hug or carry him away to cuddle, though. Depending on his mood, he'll melt into you, the exhaustion finally hitting him. If he's in a different perspective, he'll glare at you getting frustrated.

Domestic: (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking at cleaning?)

Yes and No, So Tim never wanted to be Robin permanently. He initially became Robin because he saw how Batman was spiraling without one. So he would love to, at least, get an apartment for you both to share. Spending those "married" moments with you, I don't see him as the type to want kids, though.

Cooking is very 50/50 with Tim; he can make easy foods, like steak and potatoes. It's just a matter of, 'Does he have the energy to??'. He would need you to body double with him so he doesn't feel overwhelmed.

Ending: (If they had to break up? How would they?)

Honestly, Tim would try to suppress everything and try to keep it together. Because, in his mind, if he can't control himself, he fears that everything around him will fall apart.

But, at some point, he will just have a full-on breakdown. Curled into a ball, shaking and crying, probably Self-harm, if not heavily overthinking and unhealthy self-criticism.

Fiance: (How do they feel about commitment? How long until they pop the question?)

Tim wouldn't be the type to even think about marriage until he is sure you both are in the long run. Even then, he would also be terrified one of you may die tomorrow.

He likes to plan things out; he'll probably have a sit-down conversation about his feelings. Then ask if you want to be married and have that extra reassurance that the other isn't leaving anytime soon.

Gentle: (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)

Tim would be distant for the 1st month or so. Not because you make him uncomfortable or anything. It's just that it will take him some time to get used to being vulnerable around you after that milestone and the shit ton of anxiety of possibly making a mistake. He is gentle but more an act of service type. Always ask if you would like a drink when he fills his mug with his next cup of coffee. Leaning on you for support.

I know that even if he has his own room in the base, he'll want to sleep in your bed with you, just cuddle and feel that closeness. Won't go easy on you during training, though.

Hugs: (Do they like hugs? How often do they hug? What are their hugs like?)

He wouldn't initiate too many of your hugs, but he will never complain if you hug him from behind while he does his work.

When he does initiate them, they are pretty timid or awkward. But, once he's comfortable, what they lack in strength, they make up for in time. He likes longer hugs.

I love you: (How fast do they say the L-word?)

Tim would chicken out a lot for the 1st; I love you. Overthinking of when's the correct time, how soon is too soon.

How it ended up happening wasn't planned. He returned from a mission with his team and was settling back into his routine at the base. While you two were cuddling and watching a movie, Tim noticed you were looking at him. Turning to face you with a questioning look, you leaned in, stopping where your noses brushed each other. Letting him choose to fill the empty space or back up. He hesitantly leaned in, your eyes fluttering closed as your lips connected. Tim touched the back of your neck, deepening the kiss. You mirror the action but cupping his face. When you both slowly parted, resting your foreheads on each other. It took a bit for Tim to open his eyes again when he did. His eyes met yours, and he whispered the 3 words, 'I love you.' 'I love you too.'

Jealousy: (Do they get Jealous? What they do?)

Yes, he does get jealous. But I think he gets panicked away more, like if he notices you and Dick talking a little more than usual. He starts to overthink, that maybe he's not good enough for you. Though, he tends to keep his thoughts to himself. He definitely, would need a lot of reassurance early in the relationship. Especially when he was still struggling with feeling like a shitty partner for taking so long to fully open up to you.

Kissing: (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss? Where do they like to be kissed?)

While hyper-focused on a case or around his friends and family, he probably would only like small kisses or pecks on the cheek. Though, when you are alone, Tim enjoys longer kisses that leave you both panting much more.

Also, simultaneously finding out he likes when you take a more controlling approach with them. Besides the lips, he would like to kiss the back of your hands or knuckles. For him, his neck, it just makes him feel really close to you.

Little ones: (How are they around children?)

For the most part, he's okay with babysitting. However, he would get more frustrated the longer he watches one. He's used to managing Damian because Tim is one of the middle children of the bat family. He might get short-tempered quickly, though he may be fine babysitting Jon.

Contrary to popular belief, Tim would be much better with a baby than a young toddler. (9 months -5 yrs old). He canonically fought a 10-year-old that was talking shit.

Morning: ( How are Mornings spent with them?)

Unlike Dick, Tim is an Early bird and Night owl. Though he needs his morning caffeine, many people say he's only a coffee drinker, but I call it bullshit. This mother fucker has the same amount of stashed energy drinks all over Gotham that Bruce has weapons in the manor.

Tim is very quiet in the morning and could be more talkative. He'll likely be leaning into your side with your arm around his midsection, enjoying a morning cup of coffee. While Tim re-reads recent notes from last night to see if they make sense.

Nights: (How are Nights spent?)

In this case, Tim at night is very different from morning. He suffers from insomnia, which was much worse before you two started dating. Whether you are autistic too or only Tim, it doesn't matter. Tim will begin to mirror you to a point.

So he'll probably start going to bed when you do, which is if you also have insomnia?? That's gonna be fun for the others. Many nights will be when one of you can't sleep, so you both stay up talking while cuddling.

Open: (When would they start revealing things about themselves? All at once or over time)

Tim is like a stray cat when it comes to opening up to people; you can't force him to; you have to be patient and let him take his time. Because of this, you have to be ready to play that long game. Once he's opened up, you will have the sweetest partner ever. Though, that doesn't mean he'll always be fine and happy. Along with opening up, he'll start to tell you more about his mental health. His trauma, his suicidal thoughts. It's a double-edged sword; you must be ready for it.

Patience: (How easily angered are they?)

I don't see Tim losing his patience quickly unless you do something to intentionally grind his gears.

If he feels like you are pushing his buttons and boundaries too much.

Quizzes: (They remember everything or nothing?)

With how much Tim "Tsim," Drake hyperfocused on Batman and stalked him and Dick. Tim remembers everything about you instead of the reason being stalking. He's just highly anxious that he'll get something wrong. People pleaser... He wants to ensure he gets everything right; he also loves hearing you speak.

Remember: (What is their favorite memory in the relationship?)

Tim likes the little details, which is probably why he fell in love in the first place. You give him an ear while he tries to put some pieces together. You make/buy him lunch when he forgets to eat.

One of his favorites is your first date. Both of you were so nervous about it; it was at one of the malls in Gotham. By the end of the date, the nervousness was mainly gone. With both of you talking and laughing, but what he really loved about it. Was that you both could be in comfortable silence, without the need to fill it with useless noise.

Security: ( How protective are they? How would you protect each other?)

Tim is highly protective; when on missions together, he has to be able to at least see a spec of you. Especially after he thought Kon-el FUCKING DIED.

You watch each other's back on and off the field if he can't come on a mission with you. He will drag Kon's ass to make sure you don't die.

Try: ( How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, etc?)

He would give you gifts but won't drown you with them. He'll note things you've needed or wanted, then give you them on the closest holiday.

Dates, for Tim, would be a night in which you both are watching a movie. Or if you're both on patrol, you'll have little picnic dates. Dick has found you both eating takeout on the rooftops many times.

Ugly: (What are some bad habits of theirs?)

Do you like having your clothes? Well, not anymore! Tim will wear your clothes when his clothes need to be cleaned, and he doesn't have time for laundry. It doesn't matter if you are 3x bigger than him, your clothes will be stolen. Will give most back, but he'll keep a couple to sleep in.

He's an insomniac and a power napper, will, and has fallen asleep in the most uncomfortable place. But, if a pin drops, he's up and alerted.

Vanity: (How concerned are they with their looks?)

Since Tim is seen around Bruce often and is in the public eye, he keeps up his appearance. But, like, not extra. He keeps his hair clean and maintained, showering at least twice a week or whenever his brain deems he needs a shower. Depending on if his mental health wins one way or another.

He only trims his hair when it gets in the way or makes him feel static. It can NOT touch his lower nape; he cannot focus on anything else until it's gone.

Whole: (Would they feel incomplete without you?)

Yes, when you're gone, he'll feel like there's an empty hole left behind. He would try to move on and probably spend months crying about your death. Like, I think he did with Conner's death. Grief and depression would hit him like a brick.

Xtra: (Random headcanon for them)

He has a secret mini fridge in the Wanye Manor for when Bruce decides to be an ass and cut his caffeine off.

The only person who knows where the fridge is is Alfred. Alfred and Tim have a truce. Batman and the others don't learn about the mini fridge; Tim doesn't tell the others where Alfred's liquor stash is.

Yuck: (What are somethings they don't like, in general or in a partner?)

Tim can't stand people that use him for bragging rights; he likes to feel he is an equal. Not a trophy you put on a shelf and forgot about.

Zzz: (What is a sleeping habit of theirs?)

When Tim falls asleep, he's a very light sleeper. Tim's eyes are opened to see what's going on if you sit up. He likes to sleep up angst you or hold your hand. Knowing you're still there with him is just a comfort thing.

At most, he'll sleep for 5 hours. Solid sleep? Doesn't exist for him; he'll go back somewhat into consciousness every now and then.

#tim drake #robin dc #tim drake headcanon #sfw alphabet #Crow!Writes

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nicksbestie · 2 years

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Could I request something about Ashton and the reader coming out as bi?

Dinner Shocks

Of course!! Sorry this took me forever 😭 hope u enjoy!!

pairing: ashton irwin x reader

word count: 794

warnings: talk of homo/biphobia

summary: reader coming out to boyfriend!ashton as bisexual

Well this was it. You’d been with Ashton for a few months now, and were prepared to come out to him, feeling it was safe and a good time. To be completely honest with yourself, you weren’t nervous. It wasn’t like you hadn’t had negative reactions, because you had. You grimaced remembering when you came out to your family.

It had been nerve racking, and for good reason. Your family was quite religious, and you knew their stance on it already. It wasn’t in your favour. You weren’t planning on coming out, you were planning on just living as yourself once you moved out two years after. However, things never go to plan. Your girlfriend at the time was out to her family, and all of them completely understood your situation. They never held it over your head or anything, and you were overall happy.

That all ended when you two attended her senior prom, and news got back to your family. If you had just been seen dancing, you could’ve denied it. Your parents knew her as your best friend. It would’ve been simple to pass off as a dance between friends. Unfortunately for the both of you, there were photos all over online of you two kissing during the last song. Nobody in the school had known you were together before that, and you had both decided that would be the night you came out, as she was graduating a year before you and this was her final prom. All went to hell when the truth hit your family.

“You can’t be.” … “Nobody will want you.” … “You’re going to hell.” … “Make a choice.” … “You need to fix this.” … “We’ll get you a therapist.” … “I won’t have you as a child.” … “That’s disgusting.” … “You’ll cheat.”

You’d heard it all. And quite honestly? It had absolutely broken you at first. As it would anyone, these are the people who are supposed to love you no matter what. Not the ones who turn away when you find happiness. They never looked at you the same way after that, and you let yourself sit and hurt in it for a little while and then realized they didn’t deserve shit from you.

It was an awfully long process, especially after you and your girlfriend broke up, to realize that this was forever a part of you. It was either learning to love yourself as you or hating yourself for this for the rest of your life, and who wants that? Anyone who was worried you would cheat clearly thought very low of you and was insecure, and you didn’t deserve that type of relationship. You didn’t think Ashton would do that to you, so you weren’t worried about telling him.

He had expressed his support for the community multiple times, resulting in your comfortability in coming out to him. You weren’t going to make it a big deal, because to you, it wasn’t. It may be a huge deal to others, and that’s totally fine for them. But to you it was more of something that could be mentioned as an offhand comment, not anything that required a sit down conversation.

You grinned. There was a pride festival in your city tomorrow. You decided to ask Ash if he wanted to go. You’d been a few previous years, and wanted to go again. It was an awesome experience. You waited until he came over later that evening.

During dinner you brought it up.

“Hey Ash, there’s a pride festival tomorrow. Wanna go?”

He stopped chewing for a second to reply.

“Oh.. I mean, sure! That’s a little random don’t you think?”

“Not really. I know you’re an ally, so I figured you may want to go with me.”

“For sure; I’ve never been though so I just didn’t know if it would be odd for two straight people to go, you know? I’d love to though!”

You shrugged, appearing indifferent.

“Good thing I’m not straight then.”

“Yea good thing- wait what?”

He choked on his food. You stifled a laugh.

“You’re-“

“Yep. Bisexual, to be specific.” Your smile hadn’t left your face yet. He shrugged.

“Okay then. You asking to go to pride makes a fuck ton of sense now. Maybe drop a bomb like that when I’m not eating?”

His words were accompanied with a laugh, so you knew he wasn’t upset. After both of you finished dinner, hugs were given and more laughs were had. To say the least, this years pride was gonna be your favourite by far.

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hxh ch 393

I THOUGHT THAT THEY RELEASED ONLY ON SUNDAYS HELP? WAIT? ANYWAYS so i read this a little later than I wanted to since i thought it released tomorrow but thats okay.

Its review time!! I have a little less to say this chapter than the last two, but I still have a little word

spoilers, obviously

So, we’re back to Luini...

Tbh Im KIND OF GLAD THAT HE JUST DESTROYED HIM HE WAS BEGINNING TO GET A LITTLE ANNOYING...

Its interesting to think about it.

He could have been downright offensive to these three as all of the troupe is still processing the deaths of Shalnark and Kortopi and hes just telling them to discard all of that.

Imagine if somebody like Luini showed up after Uvogins death/during their requiem.. yea... I have a feeling Nobunaga would be even more pissed.

ALSO NOBUNAGA DOESNT LOOK SUPER WONKY IN THIS PANEL YAY

In the previous chapters and stuff he just looked so strange and it wasn’t bothering me or anything but yaa there he is.

Luini is the negative fanbase and This guy is the positive fanbase.

This translation lets people curse and im living for it (also hes doing the funny point pose)

Imagine dying like this..... what a way to go. Also, was he just like this the whole time he was talking to the troupe? Just. his butt out of the wall??

Anyways. Luini is always making me think about things I don’t want to. Good riddance.

WHY IS HE LITERALLY JUST NAMED DEMON AND WHY IS HE A REAL-ESTATE AGENT. I NEED ANSWERES. It might just be this translation for the name, but still.. Real estate agent? Eh. It’s not like all the other occupations are very expected to join a mafia anyways.

Whoever this person is i love them. They are named after a dessert AND they are a pro gamer AAND they have the hxh trademark strange eyebrows.

Also, it took me whoever to know who this guy was but he’s the guy at the stand that Lynch first punched (23 members).

We have a Pro Gamer and a Game Centre Employee. They either get along very well or hate each other with a burning passion. Either way, I want to see if they have a dynamic bc thats interesting.

Oh god please die I don’t know anything about him other than the fact that he is a human trafficker PLEASE DIE HELP. I hope he dies very quickly.

I like this guy he seems silly and i like silly people, so. He’s yet another cheery light haired guy that very vaguely resembles shalnark (the other being Giuliano, i love Giuliano by the way I really like Giuliano, anyways heres a comparison)

Nonetheless please don’t stop making this brand of guy he’s just like me.

Matovelle gets an extra point though because he is probably also insane.

I love when the characters are so short compared to the others that you can only see the very top of their heads.

I feel like this person is also going to be dangerous... they look like the Hei-Ly underboss (I think??), so im sensing a little bit of a pattern lol. (please bring back the Hei-Ly underboss lady or whoever she was i need her i anyways)

I SERIOUSLY THOUGHT THIS WAS KORTOPI AT FIRST AND I WAS SO CONFUSED BUT ANYWAYS OH MY GOD OH MY GOD I WAS SO HAPPY WHEN I SAW THIS PAGE.

THEYRE ALIVE AND AND I LOVE THE WAY THAT ZAKURO WAS DRAWN AND AN ANYWAYS I NEED TO CALM DOWN. phew ok... I am beginning to like Lynch and Zakuroa lot theyre great.

I feel like theyre getting themselves into yet another hassle. Hopefully this time they won’t underestimate their enemy, that is if they do find them this time.

This seems like a pretty good deal, but theres got to be a catch later. I’m guessing that may be Chrollos state of mind by the time they find him... Again, given that he looks like this

yea he’s not doing so good.

Also, this must be a reference of some sort..

PSHHH I HOPE HE NEVER STOPS PUTTING REFERENCES IN HXH. The movie theater was a perfect place to do this.

Im pretty sure that this is Alien but I cant see it very clearly.

It would be so fun to have a concept like the Thing come into play in the succession war... I think that it would be a perfect opportunity for horror. I mean we already have Prince Tserriednich’s first Nen beast. I’m so excited.

And there he is. Gah I love the framing of this panel. You can see everybody’s face but Hisoka’s, and he’s split in the middle with all the white space of the theater. It gives an ominous feeling specifically towards Hisoka.

Just an aside here, too, the way Hisokas hair is styled and the way his eyes are drawn looks similar to Chrollo’s the last time we saw him, which is interesting to me. The resemblance isn’t too strong, but It’s interesting to think about.

The way that he just sits down in this panel and immediately starts talking is so funny to me just change the text to anything.

ANYWAYS thats unrelated. I really like this scene. I get the impression that Hisoka is above it all, and just deciding to comply with what Xi-Yu and Cha-R wants without any true dedication, and I feel like Hinrigh is aware of this because he knows exactly the type of person Hisoka is, so he’s being honest.

I’m also beginning to really like Hinrigh as well because of his intuition, understanding, and efficiency. No wonder he’s the underboss. Knowing and dealing with the type of freak Hisoka is is no small feat.

Hes trying to mess with him by getting close but Hinrigh is just like ‘Ok.’

This was an awesome interaction though tbh. I want to see more conversations between them since its an interesting dynamic. Hinrigh isn’t directly against Hisoka, which is seen in his disinterest in getting in the way of his and the spiders quarrel, so they agree over that, but he has to keep him under surveillance due to the situation. Everything about Hisoka goes against this, however. He is going to defy this without question, and I am certain Hinrigh knows this, so what does he have in mind to stop him?

these must be more references. the girl choking the other one seems familiar but i dont know about the others and I dont know what that one is from.

The other part isnt super interesting to me, so I’ll leave it for me to delve back into on another read. I often understand things better on the second time anyways.

.......................... I HAVE NO WORDS. NONE AT ALL CAN EVEN.. I CANT >... I GENUINELY CANT TELL IF THIS IS INTENDED TO BE FUNNY OR SCARY BUT OH MY GOD I HELP ME

THIS DOESNT MAKE IT ANY EASIER TO TELL SERIOUSLY IS THIS SUPPOSED TO BE COMEDIC OR SERIOUS...

Gosh, these page layouts are great, the shading of the bed on the second one I am enjoying thoroughly, and again with the middle focus and the front and back look at the room... aaahhhhhhghhgg anyways.

WHY ARE HINRIGH AND THE OTHER GUY SO TALL (I forgot his name uh oh). It’s either that or the cabins are very small, which is probably the case.

Its funny, this page layout is a little unnerving, and then you just see how short the doorway is ...

Final thoughts on the chapter, Hinrigh is so cool, and this guy definitely is hiding something. I think he’s not a threat himself, but rather is innocent and is being forced to cover something for somebody who is a threat.

A little later than I wanted to post my review but its okay. I’m looking forward to the next one, since honestly I don’t know what it’s going to throw at me. Often times it proves my predictions wrong, but thats okay, it’s fun to think about more.

It’s nice to know people actually read these too, it’s relieving to write these down to get all of my thoughts out, and I feel happy when other people actually acknowledge them even though theyre often just rambles of things off the top of my head when I read these things lol.

I plan to read and review all of the chapters (if i can)!!

Have a good dawn, morning, noon, afternoon, day, evening, dusk, night, midnight, or past midnight! (I present to you hisokas favorite movie)

#hxh #hunter x hunter #hxh new chapters #hxh ch 393 #zakuro hxh #lynch hxh #hinrigh #hinrigh hxh #hisoka hxh #nobunaga #phinks #feitan #chrollo #shalnark #kortopi #giuliano hxh #review

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loverforfanfiction · 2 years

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Starving - peter parker [read with song] wait till song start pls its better like that

Imagine your gender and race for this whole thing if you are a slow reader than this will be hard to read also follow along with the song so it makes sense [I'm going camping so I wont be back for a few days so I wont be posting I leave Sunday so I will try to post before I leave ]

"You know just what to say"

Peter I'm scared what If I don't pass this exam I really need to pass this

"Y/n y/n calm down we will see tomorrow how about ummm.... we bing watch movies and eat snacks"?

That sounds great

"The more I know you the more I want to ..."

Peter:ok favorite food ?

"Ummm [ ]

"You"

Peter:I think [ ]

"I like that tooo"

"I was so much younger yesterday"

"Happy birthday y/n it's not much but here you go"

-thanks Pete it means alot

"I didn't know thst I was starving till I tasted you don't need know butterflys when you give me the whole da## zoo"

Peter pov

Hi um hi y/n I was wondering if you would like to go out today.... as in a date ? Pls don't say no pls pls pls

"Yes i would love too"

"By the way by the way you do things to my body "

When peter asked me out I felt like I was gonna explode I will never forget that day it made the rest of my days peter is the best he likes me like I like him if there is ever a problem we talk it out and change it aww he so cute and bonus he's smart so he helps me with homework like math and ela and he takes me to get pizza everyday after school and then we study I am living the live and to top it off I have Ned and mj

Imagine race and gender

" you know how to make my heart beat faster Emotional earthquake bring on disaster you hit me head on got me weak in my knees"

Sup Pete why did you want to meet me on the roof top?

"Remember when I asked you out"

Yes?

"Y/n that was the best day of my life and I would never take the months back that I spended with you I came to say.... I love you"

I love you to you make me so happy and I wouldn't change it either

2weeks later

I have never been more happier peter treats me like a princess and I love him till the moon in back he gets me like no one else strangers to friends to lovers is are story and I wouldn't change it for anything else I have met aunt may and she is so nice to me and she treats me like a daughter I love him more than life it's self I was shocked when I found out he was spider man but it didn't make me love him any less and the avengers are awesome!!

I've now been with peter for a year and I would like to say thank you to him for making me the person I am today and you are a amazing person and the avengers are my best friends and there so nice Steve's my favorite but don't tell tony that and nat but shush life has been good I got a dog and my job is good peter is doing fine and I still have everything in life so I wouldn't need anything else

Peter:do you want to go on another date y/n I'm bored

Y/n:yeah but let's go somewhere casual I'm feeling a little lazy .... you want to do burgers?

Yea that sound so good let's go

That night was another night to never forget peter purpose to me and of course I said yes I love him and know were in the middle of planning it it's going to be so good im happy

"The more that i know you the more I want to "

Imagine your race and gender

"Something inside me changed I was so much younger yesterday"....

#avengers x fem!reader #avengers x black!reader #avengers x male reader #avengers x plus size reader #bucky x plus size reader #marvel x black!reader #peter parker x fem!reader #peter parker x reader #marvel x teen!reader #marvel fic #marvel x gender neutral reader #marvel x reader #marvel #peter parker x plus size reader #peter parker x you #peter parker #Spotify

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p0megranad · 2 years

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In a manifestation-related funk. What now?

first, I'd like to analyse what may have caused this whole debacle.

one thing I believe contributed to this was my lack of faithfulness to persisting. one minute I'm thinking, "alr, I'm gonna persist by using these specific affirmations and looping them for a couple of days. I'm bound to get results, right?" but then a couple of days later I'm thinking, "bah, I'm the sole power in this reality so what if I don't constantly affirm, I'm bound to get results either way". here, it's not me not constantly affirming for a few days or starting to believe that I don't need to affirm at all that's the problem. it's me not persisting in either of these beliefs. I switch back n forth between them, just running in a circle producing nothing. ofc, I could affirm that my switching back n forth b/w would have no effect on my manifesting but ironically, the lack of logic there bothers me.

my solution: start persisting in the idea that persisting isn't constantly affirming, even when I don't feel it. making manifestation a chore is one mistake that I think we'd all made. I need to understand that manifesting is customisable. what you say goes, literally.

another is that I need to stop trying out every new method that pops up on here. I want to make manifestation work for me the way I want. in the past, I'd tried the void, guided meditations for shifting, and sleep paralysis-inducing meditations. through all of these, I'd learned that I didn't enjoy lying still or relaxing my body gradually, all of it was uncomfortable for me. I'd feel stiff, itch here and there. naturally, I didn't give up and tried again and again, yet the discomfort persisted and I started feeling so mentally drained after each try. but the seductive voice of those methods saying, "hey, it might just work if you try again. who cares if you're exhausted, don't you want your dream life. I mean, no pain, no gain, after all, yea?" tempted me to try it again and again, slowly draining myself and finally exhausting myself and giving up. the void slowly became an object of great mental torture rather than the peaceful haven it was supposed to be.

my solution: stop trying other ppl's methods. it may work for others but not for me. manifestation is flexible. it is accommodating. I need to come up w a method that is neither mentally nor physically taxing bc again, what I don't want is for manifesting to become a chore.

one more is that i keep changing between beliefs. for example: thinking "oh, it takes 3 days max for me to manifest" but then half n hour later deciding that 3 days was much too long and that I'll now manifest in an hour max. the switch up right there would be enough to give anyone whiplash. tho, to me there isn't much of an issue in logic, I'm yet again not being faithful to one belief and thereby failing at persisting.

my solution: create manifesting rules for myself and stick to them. doesn't matter how but we are not tossing ourselves back n forth, we are not a shuttlecock.

I think I'll be posting my manifesting rules tomorrow once I get back home from school tomorrow. (my having to go back to school is yet another thing I kind of failed to manifest but I'll talk ab that at some later date.) anyway, I'm feeling a lot lighter but getting all of this off my chest. I think I'll be using tumblr as a diary to record all of this so expect to hear a lot of whining and the like from me. if you see this, I apologize in advance :). and who knows, perhaps all this venting cleared some kind of blockage in my belief and I'll wake up with my dream life gasp. we'll just have to see, yea?

your friend, d

#manifesting your dream life #law of assumption #law of manifestation #manifestation slump #living your best life #loa #loassumption

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4/19/24

8:30 p.m

So I was going to do my laundry, my bedding/the remainder of my clothes (my new socks and boxers) I still have boxers left not new socks. My mother did the laundry and there wasn't enough Bleach left so I couldn't do it cause I Bleach the washer before I wash my clothes everytime. I still have some of my new boxers to wear for a few days and my older socks for tomorrow.

I bought Bleach that I hid from my mother cause ever since I started buying Detergent she doesn't share anymore. And it's costing me an arm and leg. It was supposed to be for emergencies. I'm going to do my bedding either Sunday or Monday and I'll live without my Nike socks.

I can't wait until my new clothes get here so I don't have this issue anymore.

I got gas, put in my xanax refill. And I am picking that up tomorrow before I go to the mall. I'll grab the Xanax and stop home and put it away and then head out.

I'm hoping I'll get there by 5 pm. However it could be around 5:30 or 5:45. Either way I'll be there and I'm still using that awesome entrance that's going to make dieting fucking hard lol pizza and taco bell come on lol but I like the entrance I always did. I'm familiar with it.

I'm going to hold off on bringing that box upstairs, I'm going to get another box when I get my kohls purchase and I can do some of my laundry from that dirty draw and move it into my closet at the right time. So some of my junk in my hoarder attic is actually organized cause despite the amount of junk..... there is so much stuff up there that is useful but I don't have boxes to pack it away in. Right now my priority is at least making sure the stuff that moves from my room to the attic is packed away in an organized fashion so when I go through my stuff, this stuff can get put in the done pile without having to be opened or altered.

Anyways, all I got to do is brush my teeth after my second meal and then shower. I'm going to shave my head and face with a razor. I want to make sure my head isn't a porcupine just incase, and I get a week before I end up having to buzz it down again so that makes it ideal. Beyond that, it's so short right now shaving it is easy. My mustache is slightly coming back and I want to look nice tomorrow. I never go out, I can't control if my clothes are ratty, but I can make sure my face and head look clean and I smell nice.

I'm scared to take a shower late tonight bc I've had potentially panic attacks two times out of the shower- I'm not trying to develop panic disorder so I'll do it anyways but yea....

If I shower now I'll feel smelly for tomorrow bc I can't shower before the mall bc of my circadian rhythm. Also my sister and her stupid gf drain ever drop of hot water from the house taking showers around this time. If I have palpitations again I'm staying home. Tbh I can't afford to keep going to the er...it's fucking up my circadian rhythm and I'm sick of being poked and prodded for the same thing, PVCs.

Anyways, I guess now I'm going to play video games? Idk.. I feel like I need to stay busy. Maybe I'll masterbate, thats something I don't make as much time for anymore.

Psychosis makes me overcompenstate, proving I don't have shizo-anything by making me feel like I should always be productive and if I'm not I should be staring blankly at the TV...

So I guess I'll try to game and get some recordable gameplay maybe.

I really need to smoke weed again... I feel like I'm committing a crime by just turning on a video game. I feel like I should go through my clothes or do laundry or do something productive. I also don't want to hallucinate or deal with video game ocd either though.

I got my disability appt scheduled for May 17th...the same week as my insomnia appt.. and I got to do my bloodwork for my thyroid around that time next month.... STRESSFUL. I'm going to try to reschedule my insomnia appt sooner cause she wants to see me every month.... and it's already scheduled out a month and a half later and the receptionist was like it has to be this week or sooner. So maybe I'll just take a 1MG on that day and the day of my disability appt.. so I'll have to take a 1MG the 14th and the 17th of May to make those appts.

And I called the cardiologist... they are going to see if they can move me up... they will call me Monday. They see the new er visit..

Now I'm worried if I shower late at night I'll get a panic attack/ heart palpitations right after.. either way this time I'm not going to the er... the Dr was like I can't admit you for pvcs. They aren't a good sign but they aren't serious enough to be seen urgently. So yea and it's going to turn into panic disorder if I don't shower at night..

My trans channel has been popping for only one video only God knows why?

I realize without my glasses even though I was hot in that video I look and sound like a geek/nerd anyways but I'm adorable. Although idk why everyone is watching it atm.

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tekni-kali · 1 year

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Day 18

11:29p, Tuesday May 16, 2023

And with 30 minutes left of the day, I haven't neglected dumping a thought or two here before today is done. It was a reasonable Tuesday, all things considered. Drove 30 mins north to pick up my prescription refill after going two-weeks without this particular medication. TBH, I thought I could do okay without it, but even after only 2 hours of having taken it I could tell it was making a difference and I felt noticeably better. I s'pose that's why the doc prescribed it. Either way, it's been harder to get it consistently, and the price went up from $35 to $50 this month because why not? It's one of those things where yea, I can do without it but I'd really rather not so I guess I'll keep forkin' over the monies cuz wot other opshins do I have?

I did some chores today! Catbox, dishes and re-organized the junk in the water-closet. I cleaned out my actual closet on Saturday - put winter clothes away and rearranged the under the bed things so they'd be easier to access when I need to again. All of that felt productive but I still feel like I'm on the cusp of a depressive episode because of the work BS that's popped up in the last two weeks. IDK, I'll keep doin' what I'm doin' and hope for the best. Therapy is tomorrow, so I'm sure that will help.

Hollow Knight progression is slowing down. I've decided to bang my head against the 3rd Colosseum of Fools trial til I make them all dead. I have some good runs and am pretty sure I've gotten close a few times, but it ain't horseshoes nor hand grenades so almost doesn't count so I'll keep at it.

I need to do my therapy homework...I probably should've done it tonight but I also should probably go to bed soon and I don't think I'm in the mood to go exploring those cobwebbed corridors tonight. I've got some good tunes rolling also so I'll put it off tomorrow and try to get it done during lunch break or something.

I wanted to do a picture post dump also! So I'll wrap up these words and go get that done. Then maybe squeeze in an attempt or two to kill sum bugs.

Catch ya later!

-11:39p

#Day 18 #Personal #Log

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starrjournals · 2 years

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ya se me quitaron las ganas a trabajar. where i work there’s a cafeteria and i was asked to come in earlier and i was promised food (dinner to be exact) and i said okay why not ? bc u know who says no to free food! also the food they serve is delicious. anyway i go and then around 7 hours later (almost done with my shift tbh) i’m like okay well can i go on break i felt overwhelmed and slightly overstimulated and i was feeling hungry. and i did go on break but after a certain time no one can pass to where the food is served and u need a pass so i ask the assistant manager and he’s like um who said u can go back there? and i was like um this person said it’s okay for me to, and he basically said either have that person walk you or get a pass to go back there. so i said okay and went to the office and asked the lady that i knew had the passed but she said oh u have to ask this other guy, and that guy literally was walking out the door and idk where he went but he disappeared and i could not find him at all. so i sat in the office then after waiting a bit maybe 5 mins the general manager (so the big boss lady) came and was like i’m gonna grab a bite and i wanted to say wait i’m going to but jesus everyone there walks so fast that she was all the way down the hall entering the room with food by the time i got to the hallway. anywho i was abt to go but i was anxious (scared tbh) to go up there and grab with her in there (and to get in trouble!). so i walk down the hallway then turn around bc like i said i was scared and that boss lady looks very strict and mean so i didn’t want to test the waters. by then i went back to the office nd texted the one who told me id be fed and she came and i explained to her and she was like oh ok i’ll just take u then and then as we’re going we see the big boss lady and the one who told me i was gonna be fed asked her to walk me to the room so i wouldn’t get in trouble and boss lady has this face that looks like i’m better than u don’t even bother talking to me. and she goes why? nd i just 🧍🏻‍♀️. bc wtf u mean why? to get food?? and eat??? why else?? and she goes did you ask guy who ran out and disappeared if it’s okay? and one who promised me food said no i didn’t. and big boss lady said u have to ask him and then said it’s not okay for me to grab food from there. and lemme tell u i was already hungry and upset bc i had to wait and frankly annoyed. and i then to be told i can’t grab food (free food!!!) when big boss lady had a large plate full of said food that she had to hold with both hands bc it was so full and when i knew they cooked a bunch back there i was so sad. like i was about to cry in front of them. and one who promised me food turned to me and said oh so no u can’t grab food and idk if i looked sad i was wearing a mask so half my face was covered and she said order food and i’ll venmo u. and ngl we separated after that and i was trying to not cry so i turned to the main hall and hid in where everyone’s stuff is bc it’s dark in there and was trying to not cry loudly bc anyone could come in and see me and also i felt dumb crying over food. but like i was promised and to feel sad about being told no food is fair i think. but yea sometimes u have one specific thing that rlly makes u realize that it truly is management vs other employees and i just started working there and i felt it so much. so now i’m sad and i don’t want to go to work tomorrow and i think i do want to cry about it still. i may cry. it just makes me so sad bc she rlly had the audacity to say no with a heavy ass plate of food and knowing there’s a bunch of food in the room too. and she was just going to go to her little office and dig in. :( i’m so sad now. i’m also very tired . so yea today made me realize i don’t want to work at all. like maybe a little but not so much that i have to do it to live. yea. i have two days off so i’ll just recover those days.

#starrjournals #journaling #food tw #personal rant #working #antiwork #i don’t want to work #idek #anticapitalism rant

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waitimcomingtoo · 3 years

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In Case You Don’t Live Forever

~chapter two rewritten~

Pairing: Peter Parker x Venom!Reader

Synopsis: you are Peters greatest love and Spider-Man’s greatest enemy

Masterlist and Series Masterlist

Moving and finding an apartment can be an incredibly long and stressful process. Unless you’re you, and life likes to throw a lot of curve balls at you for the utter hell of it.

Your dad dropped dead three weeks after you told Andy you were moving to New York. Coincidentally, right in the middle of you trying to find a place to live. He drank himself to death. Figures. You doubted you’d ever had a conversation with him that he was sober enough to remember. His untimely demise was unfortunate for him, because he died or whatever, but very fortunate for you. As his only child, you got his apartment in Queens and all his smelly hoodies.

You said your goodbyes to Andy and Dani after a night out in the streets of San Francisco. You had originally moved there after high school to start your show, The L/n Report. San Francisco was known for its crimes against the homeless population and you wanted to start with a story on that. You ended up interviewing Andy at the police station while investigating a missing person, and dated him for two years. Now, you were spending your last few hours in San Francisco with the very boy you once loved and the very girl he now did.

“Are you all packed?” Dani asked you, snapping you out of your thoughts.

“Pretty much. I gotta put my toothbrush and hairbrush in my suitcase in the morning. Other than that, I’m good to go.” You answered her. She smiled fondly at you as she linked her arm through yours.

“Hey, I’m really gonna miss you. More than that guy over there.” You whispered, nodding towards Andy, who had his head buried in his phone. Dani laughed and nodded in agreement as you continued to walk.

“I’m going to miss you too. You’re my best friend here.” She sighed sadly.

“I’m glad we’re friends. Most women in our position would hate each other.” You thought out loud.

“Uh uh. You’re thinking of women in films. It’s 2021, baby. Women support women. You and I are two talented, smart, beautiful women who would never be caught fighting over some boy. Especially not one who can’t take his eyes off his phone for two seconds.” Dani said loudly and smacked Andy’s arm. You laughed at the domestic moment but couldn’t help feeling a pain in your heart knowing he used to be that way with you.

“What, sorry?” Andy looked up. You and Dani looked at him before looking at each other and laughing.

“What’s funny?” He asked, growing annoyed.

“We’re laughing at you babe. Put your phone away. It’s Y/N’s last night here.” Dani scolded playfully. Andy sighed and reluctantly put his phone in his pocket.

“Right, sorry. And it’s not her last night here. She’s coming back. You are coming back, right?” He asked you. You nodded, though you weren’t entirely sure.

“Of course I’ll be back.” You shrugged. “I just want to experience something new for a while. I’ve done a million pieces on homelessness and poverty. I want to see what fresh stories New York has to offer.”

“You’re quoting the Daily Bugle, aren’t you?” Dani teased you.

“That is verbatim what they said to me.” You admitted with a laugh. “But hey, it worked. As of tomorrow, I’m the Daily Bugle’s newest investigative reporter.”

“Who are you reporting on anyway?” Andy showed a rare interest in your work.

“Some guy named Cletus Kasady.” You answered. “He’s some hot shot serial killer down in Queens. No one knows how he’s hiding his victims bodies. Apparently none have ever been close to being found.”

“And they want you to write the story on him?” Andy raised an eyebrow, always with the condescending tone.

“Well they heard about the whole Carlton Drake situation and decided I hadn’t been through enough trauma in my career.” You replied, earning a laugh from Dani but not Andy. You and Andy had already broken up by the time Carlton Drake contracted a symbiote and tried to kill you and Venom. You stopped him before he could hurt anyone and wrote a career defining article on his lethal human experiments. You managed to leave out all information regarding symbiotes from the article, so your secret was still safe. You were a fairly well known reporter since the incident and your next job was waiting for you in New York.

In the morning, You and Venom got on a plane and made your way to New York. Being on a plane with Venom turned out to be the equivalent to traveling with a toddler. You tried to sleep, but every two seconds you had to stop Venom from getting into trouble. She kept trying to open the window, even after you explained to her that everyone on the plane would die horrible death if the window were to open.

“Stop that.” You whispered when you noticed a black tendril creeping towards the window. The lady in the seat next to you shot me a look of confusion. You gave her a fake smile and turned back to the window, doing your best to conceal the small black tendril that was coming out of your body and fidgeting with the airplane window.

“We want it open.” Venom replied telepathically.

“Do you also want us to blow out of the plane and into space?” You said through my teeth.

“We didn’t anticipate that but it’d be appreciated.” Venom answered, making you groan. The rest of the plane ride followed in similar fashion.

Seven hours later, you arrived at the apartment building. You had never been to your dads apartment, you didn’t even know he had one. You wondered what happened to your childhood home as you looked around the place. The apartment wasn’t too small but not too big either. The rent was practically nothing compared to how expensive San Francisco was, and The Daily Bugle offered to cover your expenses until the story was done. You figured after some redecorating and moving in, it would make a fine new home.

The first seven days in the apartment went by smoothly. You unpacked, with little to no help from Venom, and set up the furniture. On the eight day, you sat on the couch, aimlessly flipping through channels in the TV when you had a thought.

“Oh shit.” You said out loud.

“What?” Venom, who was curly nestled around your neck like a neck pillow, asked.

“I forgot mail exists.” You frowned. “We better go check the mailbox before it overflows.”

You and Venom grudgingly walked to the mailboxes and back again. No one was around, so she manifested herself and rested on your shoulder as I looked through the mail.

“Oops. I grabbed someone else’s mail too.” You clicked your tongue when you read a strangers name off the envelope. “I gotta find them.”

“Let’s go.” Venom said and pulled you towards the front door.

“Sorry, babe. This is a me thing, not a we thing. You know I love you but I don’t want to scare our neighbors. Not yet anyway.” You reasoned. Venom grumbled and went back inside your body.

You checked the address of the envelope and discovered that it belonged to the apartment directly across from you.

You knocked on the door and patiently waited for someone to open it as you mindlessly cracked your knuckles. Just as you were about to walk away, the door opened.

“Hi, are you May Parker?” You asked right away. You looked up from the envelope and your face instantly flushed. The person staring back at you definitely wasn’t May Parker. It was a boy around your age, maybe a little younger. He had soft brown eyes and wavy brown hair. It was gelled back loosely and you could see the outline of soft curls. To your surprise, he was just as flushed as you were. You stared at each other for a moment, no one wanting to be the first to blink.

“Yea. I’m May Parker.” The boy said finally. He shut his eyes in embarrassment and shook his head.

“I mean, no I’m not. But that’s my Aunt. May is my Aunt but I’m not May. That’s my Aunt May. I’m her nephew…obviously. Aunt May is my Aunt May. I…what?” He stumbled over his words and somehow turned even redder. His blush reached all the way down his neck, to his blue jumper that read “Midtown Tech” in yellow letters. You recognized the name of one of the most prestigious high schools in New York, already impressed with your new neighbor.

“Well hello, not May Parker. I’m also not May Parker. But I seemed to forget that when I grabbed your mail this morning. Sorry about that.” You said sheepishly as you handed his mail to him. The boy rubbed the back of his neck as he looked at it and attempted to redeem himself.

“It’s not problem. She and I always forget to check the mail so you actually helped us, um, whoever you are.” He smiled weakly. His voice was cute. He had that Queens accent that the people of San Francisco lacked, for obvious reasons.

“Oh, right.” You laughed in embarrassment. “I’m Y/N L/N. I just moved here from San Francisco. I live across the hall.”

You pointed to the door behind you as if he didn’t know what “across the hall” meant. You didn’t know what was wrong with you. You were never this awkward.

His eyes lit up a bit once you told him where you lived.

“Really? I thought that smelly guy lived there.” The boy said and you stifled a laugh.

“That smelly guy was my father. He died a little while ago so I live there now.” You told him, malign the boys eyes widen. They were so brown. Like little pools of honey. Or little pools of the Hudson River. You had seen a million pairs of brown eyes before, but none like his. They were quite distracting to be honest.

“Oh my God, I’m so sorry! I had. I had no idea-“ he began to frantically apologize but you cut him off.

“Don’t worry about it. We never got along. And you’re right, that man stank.” You chuckled. It was the first thing you said that felt like your old self. You hadn’t really talked to anyone since moving to New York, with the exception of Venom and the occasional phone call from Andy or Dani. You liked talking to this boy, though you still had no idea who he was.

“Oh thank God. I thought I screwed this up before it even went anywhere.” He immediately turned red when he heard his own words. You saw the regret in his eyes and decided to throw him a bone.

“Well it certainly can’t go anywhere until you tell me your name.” You flirted. Again, he relaxed. You felt a surge of confidence knowing he wanted this to go well.

“Parker. I’m Parker Peter. I mean, Peter Parker.” He fumbled over his words again, making you smile fondly.

“We like him. He’s cute.” Venom said telepathically. You looked down at my shoes and blushed, knowing you liked him too.

“And he looks delicious.” She added, ruining the moment.

“It’s nice to meet you Peter Parker.” You gave him your best smile. “I’m glad there’s someone my age around here. Everyone I’ve met so far is either an old bitty or a creepy uncle type.” You regretted it as soon as it left your mouth. You didn’t know what his sense of humor was like and he might not find you the slightest but funny. Andy always told you you were bad at telling jokes, and you feared he might be right.

Lucky for you, Peter burst out laughing.

“Ah. I’ve seen you’ve met Henry.” Peter pointed a finger down the hall. “Yeah, I’d stay away from him. He asked me if he could have pictures of my feet once. He said he’d “pay me handsomely” for it too.”

“Damn. So he beat me to asking you.” You pretended to be upset, which made Peter laugh again. The sound of his laugh made your heart pick up speed. You weren’t used to feeling like this. Boys rarely impressed you, Andy was just lucky you liked a man in uniform.

“Yeah. You better stay away from him.” Peter advised.

“It might be hard.” You clicked your tongue. “Our mailboxes are pretty close. I’ll make a mental note to never check my mail while wearing flip flops, though.”

Peter smiled at your joke. He had the kind of smile that you would make the person laugh just to see it again. It was brilliant.

“Well my mailbox should be directly above yours. So don’t worry, I’ll protect you.” He grinned, and you grinned back.

“My hero.” You gushed as you put your hands over your heart. The tips of his ears went pink, like he was shocked that you said that.

“I’m no hero.” He sounded almost panicked, like you touched a nerve or something.

“We’re hungry. We need to eat.” Venom interrupted abruptly, causing you to jump. Since Peter couldn’t hear her, he looked at you strangely, not knowing the cause of your sudden jolt.

“Sorry, I uh, I thought I saw a spider.” You lied.

“If there was a spider, we’d eat it. We need food. Now.” Venom demanded.

Peter looked up at his doorframe for the imaginary spider.

“Yeah, New York is full of them.” Peter said skeptically. “Not that full, though. And some spiders are nice. One might even call them friendly.”

“Right.” You laughed at his strange wording, unaware that you were both keeping a secret.

“Would…” Peter began but trailed off, seemingly mulling something over in his head. “Would you like to eat dinner with my Aunt and I? I remember when we first moved in, it took us a while to get into the swing of things and make dinner every night. If you like, you could join us. And, you know, we could get to know each other.” He offered. It all came out in one breath. You could tell he was nervous and that only drew you in more.

“I’d love to Peter.” You said, and he smiled in relief.

“Great.” He gave an awkward thumbs up. “We usually eat around six so maybe come around then? She’ll be so happy to meet you. She loves cooking and she always tries to get me to learn but I once burnt cereal and I still don’t know how.” Peter began to ramble. He cut himself off and shook his head again. “Sorry. I’m rambling.”

Then, you did something stupid. You put your hand on his arm like the dumb bitch you were. You barely knew this guy. Who the hell were you to touch him? He must’ve been thinking the same thing, since he instantly froze under your touch and stared at your hand on his arm.

“Don’t apologize. I can’t cook either. Unless you count making tater tots as cooking. Then I’m Gordon Ramsey.” You assured him, feeling him relax under your touch.

“You’re just gonna mention tater tots without warning us first? Our mouth is watering. Can we eat Peter?” Venom asked, making your eyes widen.

If it was socially acceptable to scream at your symbiote in public, you would’ve yelled “NO, WE CANNOT EAT PETER” from the top of your lungs. But since you didn’t want to scare Peter and the rest of the neighbors away, you merely smiled and made another mental note to smack the shit out of Venom later.

“I love that man. “Where is the lamb sauce?” Peter mimicked in a bad British accent. He had no right being as charming as he was.

“No no no.” You shook your head. “His best line is “I’ll get you more pumpkin and I’ll ram it right up your ass. Would you like it whole or diced?”. He’s said some pretty wild things but that one makes me cry.”

Peters laugh rang through the halls. To be the cause of that laugh was a feeling like no other. You stood there for a while, just looking at each other. His eyes grazed down your body, but not in a crude way. You berated yourself for not dressing better when going to meet the neighbors, clad in nothing but a grey hoodie and some leggings. Peter looked cute, but you had a feeling he always did. His jumper was pretty baggy and you could see a collared shirt poking out the top. He was dressed almost professionally and you found it incredibly endearing.

You wanted to know more about him. You wanted to know his secrets and his hobbies and what makes him itch. You wanted to see if he dresses this way on weekends too or what his summer clothes looked like. Your gawking was interrupted by Peters phone ringing. He broke out of his trance and answered it quickly.

“Hi, Mr. S. No I’m not busy. I mean, I’m super busy but I can totally make time for you. Yea, Happy talked to me. Okay. Okay. Where? Okay. See you in a bit.” Peter hung up and looked at you apologetically.

“That was my job. I have to run but I’ll be back in time for our dinner. I live at…you know where I live. I’ll see you then. Don’t be late.” Peter called as he ran down the hallway, towards the elevator.

“I won’t. See you later.” You called back.

You went back to your apartment and like a kid, broke out into a happy dance.

“Venom!! Did you see how cute he was?” You gushed. “And how funny he is? I have to get ready for tonight.”

Venom manifested and swirled around my arm.

“Someone has a crush.” Venom smirked. Well, as much of a smirk as she could muster with that huge mouth of hers.

“I don’t have a crush. I just think he’s cute okay?” You replied coyly. “Cute. And funny and sweet and charming and amazing. But that’s it.”

“We can feel your heart beat.” Venom reminded you. “It was going ten miles an hour. What would Andy say?”

You had been rummaging through your closet and stopped in your tracks. With Peters new inhabitance in your mind, you had forgotten all about Andy. You moved to New York to avoid his wedding and his moving on, and you might’ve succeeded.

“I don’t care what he’d say.” You decided. “He’s not my boyfriend.”

“But we want him to be.” Venom insisted. “We want him back, remember?”

“I don’t know what I want.” You answered honestly. “I just want to get ready for tonight.”

“Why are you getting ready now? You have 5 hours until you have to be there and it’s right across the hall.” Venom teased.

“Only 5 hours?” You sighed. “We better get moving.”

#peter parker x reader #peter parker x y/n #peter parker x you #peter parker fanfiction #peter parker imagine #peter parker x venom!reader #venom!reader #tom holland x reader #tom holland x you #tom holland fluff #tom holland fanfiction #iron man

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summerdazed · 3 years

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I would like to hear more horny on the sushi and bird men.

If you have the time and energy that is

Okay so I was just thinking about posting some of the stuff I wrote yesterday so this is perfect!

Warning I’m bad with names and these headcanons will contain trigging materials to some cause these fuckers are crazy

Okie so first up is the love of my life, 244

Something about 244 screams tease to me. I don’t know why but I could see him as the type to run his hand down your thigh a little too close to the place you’re just absolutely dying for his hands to touch

Let’s be real here, birdie is a busy man and y’all are gonna have quickies most of the time or you probably won’t be getting any dick for awhile

He doesn’t exactly strike me as someone that would have sex wide out in the open, I could see him having semi-public sex or maybe just in places you could almost definitely get caught

Oh! This is slightly indulgent but imagine getting caught and he just keeps drilling into you

Bird brain is also skilled with his hands. Probably not as much as Sushi but he definitely knows just what to do to make you scream his name

You have a collar with his name on it. That is all.

Again this is indulgent but wearing 244’s shirt after sex? Are you just asking for a round two? (Ngl that shirt looks mad luxurious and if you know that reference I’ll love for forever)

We can all agree that he’s rather private cause he kinda has to be. Because of that I don’t really see him allowing near his cool ass office that we see in the newer chapters, however, if you happen to pop in one day he’s pushing you against that big ass window and fucking you. Especially if your afraid of heights like that cause he likes the way you clench around him.

Really not that horny in comparison but I could see him buying you pretty clothes and lingerie regardless of sex. Now I can’t really say that he takes you on many date cause he’s busy but if you wanna make this typically calm man hot under the collar wear the clothes and lingerie out. You’ll definitely be getting dicked down that night. I don’t make the rules.

I would say he cares a little bit more about your pleasure than Sushi would but if you happen to piss him off or he’s feeling particularly irritating that night, he’s not gonna let you cum OR he’s ruining every orgasm you have

Depending on how long you’ve known him or what your connects are, you might, big on might, know his real name. I can’t imagine this man hears it a lot in his day to day life but if you happened to moan it in his ear while no one else is around? Let’s just say you’re going to be awfully sore the next day.

Overall, I see Birdie as a relatively fun yet interesting lover. He definitely takes the time to learn your body and see what makes you tick.

Then again I’m bias cause I would let this man do whatever he wants to me for a singular corn chip

Well Sushi (who’s name I still cannot remember to spell)

He’s an interesting case really. He either is with you cause it makes him look good or he actually likes you. Depending on the situation, how he treats you will be different.

If he is just with you cause you make him look good, well then your pleasure is completely thrown out the window. You might as well be a flesh light lmao

Now if he likes you to a certain extent, I still don’t see you pleasure as a priority sometimes but he’s going to make sure you scream his name till your throat is raw.

Idk if y’all know this or not but with certain knives you can just use the very tip to cut through things like butter. Especially if they’re sharp. And I know y’all are like “duh summer that’s the point of knives” but I’m specifically talking about thin bladed knives that are really, really sharp. Sushi has carved his name into you before.

Likes seeing tears streaming down your face. Will specifically make you wear something like mascara or whatever to accentuate it

Has let you cockwarm him during his little meeting things with his company. Doesn’t let you do it again cause 244 made a comment about it. (That perceptive bastard!) He totally was jealous of it.

I just know he’s extremely possessive. Maybe not breathing down your neck but he definitely knows where you are at all times.

Buys you whatever you want but everything comes with a price. If you want the newest game or whatever you may just have to get fucked senseless for it. Definitely takes you on shopping sprees and makes you pick out and outfit to be fucked in later

I’d say he’s already pretty rough but if you ask him to be rougher and really manhandle you? He almost loses it. You ain’t walking tomorrow. And you sure ain’t gonna be awake by the end of it

Tbh being Sharkie’s partner is definitely something else. You pretty much have the world at your fingertips yet it seems like you can only ever get anything by giving up your body to him. Deep down, I think he probably cares a lot but tbh he’s never been gentle in his life

Y’all might be surprised, or not, but for my bonus round I wanna talk about the ever darling Wangguk

I want to make it well known that this man has my heart and he’s absolutely a darling lover except for one thing

He has no experience. Hell, y’all saw him he has no game either. Definitely doesn’t really seem out dating for a long time. However if you wormed you way into his heart, he wouldn’t just shut you out.

Blushy when it comes to touching. Probably takes his time with foreplay cause he wants to make sure y’all both have a good time.

Learns your body like the back of his hand. Cheeks were bright red when you moaned out his name cause he mad you cum with just his fingers.

Probably doesn’t do anything with oral whether than be giving or receiving.

Honestly, after you get him to open up he’s the absolute sweetest.

Well, not perfect by not bad. Y’all obviously know who I think about a lot just because of the lengths of each one lmao. Never really thought the first few things I wrote on tumblr would be horny thoughts so yea. Hope y’all enjoy and please add on cause I’m curious about what y’all think too!

#how to fight webtoon #viral hit webtoon #244 #summersays #how to fight x reader #viral hit x reader #han wanguk #baek seongjoon #baek seongjun #han wangguk

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weasleylangs · 3 years

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if you don’t know, let me go - f.w

Pairing: Fred x Fem!Slytherin!Reader Summary: It’s always seemed like they’ve been dancing the line between friends and more, so why does he take a different girl to the ball? Warnings: Some swearing, pining that one character is too much of a dummy to see, a bit of angst but it eventually becomes fluff I promise, jealousy but nothing toxic, underage drinking but it’s like one line. Word Count: 5.8k

A/N: This is my first fanfiction in literally forever, so any feedback is always appreciated! Requests are open if you like this and want more! Also this got stupidly long fast, I can barely write book reviews on Goodreads without writing a novel so my bad, I’m sorry if you don’t like long fics. (Also cross-posted on AO3 as the tumblr tags don’t seem to be my friend right now.)

- Also, thank you so much to @lumosandnoxwriting for answering all my questions on how to get back into writing!

Send me an ask or a dm if you would like to be added to a tag list!

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“Do you think he’s going to ask you?”

It’s Wednesday afternoon, late enough for class to be over but too early for dinner and Y/N’s attempt at understanding anything in her potions textbook is broken by Alicia Spinnet talking to her. Despite the fact she hadn’t said a name, Y/N knows immediately who she was talking about and she shrugs in response, closing her book and accepting that studying was not on the table for the rest of the night now the ball has been mentioned.

“Probably not.” She deadpans. Y/N’s been trying not to get her hopes up that Fred would ask her to the Yule Ball since it was announced three days ago. Alicia’s already been asked by George- who immediately did a dramatic reenactment of some muggle proposal he’d seen in a movie as soon as Dumbledore announced it. But Fred had been more reluctant to ask anyone, despite people’s assumption that he could get anyone he pleased. Y/N only hoped this was because he was too shy of taking whatever they were from friends to lovers.

No one really understood how the outspoken and mischievous redhead became friends with the snarky Slytherin girl, but 6 years into their schooling people have stopped questioning it. They had formed an unexplainable bond the second they met on the train to Hogwarts when they were eleven years old that may have included both shouting at blood purists and now it seems to have evolved into something beyond just a friendship.

Lingering stares, soft touches, the fact neither of them had really dated anyone else because they were too caught up with each other. Everyone, including their friends, have all placed bets on how long it’ll take for the two of them to ‘fess up and finally get together.

“What makes you say that?” Alicia asks, genuinely. She’s heard first hand the teasing George and Lee give Fred over his feelings for Y/N in the Gryffindor common room when they think they’re alone so she finds it hard to believe he hasn’t even hinted at them going together yet.

Y/N shrugs. “I just think if he wanted to go with me, he’d ask me by now… Y’know?” Alicia can’t really deny her logic. Fred’s never been the one to shy away from being outspoken about anything really in the whole six years she’s known him, so even she can admit it’s weird that Fred hasn’t asked her.

“Maybe he just assumes you guys are going together?” Alicia starts, and before Y/N can argue back, she holds up a hand, “I’ll ask him after dinner tonight. I can guarantee Lee or George will join in and you’ll have your date by Transfiguration tomorrow!” Y/N shakes her head and laughs, and starts packing her things, mumbling about Alicia is a meddler and that she’ll see her later.

Y/N’s walking to the Great Hall for dinner when it happens. Adrian Pucey, star quidditch chaser for the Slytherin team slinks up next to her and scares her enough to almost drop the books she has clutched in her hands. She’s never had a problem with Adrian- their parents are in similar friendship circles so she sees him at family friend events outside of school, but she’s never considered him a friend either, which is why his approach to her is so odd.

“Sorry about that,” he laughs, shoving his hands in his pockets as Y/N clutches her chest. “I didn’t mean to scare you.”

“No, no, it’s fine,” she starts, “You’re just very quiet. I’m used to being almost tackled to the ground when I see friends.” She laughs, but she doesn’t miss the awkward tension in the air and she can’t help but assume what’s coming next.

“I just wanted to ask if, uh, if you don’t have a date to the ball… If you’d like to go with me?”

Y/N gulps. She knows she shouldn’t be putting all her eggs in the Fred Weasley marked basket, but she can’t help but remember her conversation with Alicia only an hour ago.

‘You’ll have your date by Transfiguration tomorrow!’

Adrian senses her hesitation and lets out a breath that sounds like he’s almost laughing. “You’re waiting for one of Weasley twins to ask you, aren’t you? Fred, right?” She hates how easily he caught on.

“Adrian, I- Ugh, I’m sorry. But yeah… I am.” She feels her cheeks heat up in embarrassment at someone she’s not even friends with pointing it out. She can’t help but think maybe this is a sign though, that if everyone else is expecting it, why hasn’t he asked her yet?

“No, it’s all good. But the offers on the table if he’s too pussy to ask you out.” He gives a kind smile as he walks off to catch up with Marcus Flint who’s drilling Malfoy about quidditch plays.

She exhales slowly and finally makes it to the Great Hall. She scans the tables looking for her closest friend in Slytherin- Daphne Greengrass and once she finds her, she quickly makes her way over to her. Dinner is relatively uneventful since she’s sitting with her house, and George manages to catch her eye at one point and mouths ‘miss you’ to which she laughs and says she misses him back.

She’s about to get up and leave when the last thing she expects to happen, happens. She hears Ron exclaim loudly that Fred can’t make fun of him for not having a date because he doesn’t have one either. Y/N feels her heart start to race, knowing if anyone’s going to prove a point to Ron, it’ll be Fred Weasley. She doesn’t hear what Fred’s reply is but Harry and Ron both scoff, and one of them says ‘ask a girl out if it’s so easy then.’

Y/N’s about to approach the Gryffindor table when George’s eye catches her, and he shakes his head. Fred has already thrown a scrunched-up piece of paper at Angelina and her heart sinks.

“Angelina! Will you go to the ball with me?”

As Angelina laughs and says yes to Fred, it feels like the whole Great Hall is either watching their altercation or watching Y/N in pity. Her heart now feels like it’s in her throat, and she needs to get out of the room before she cries or yells at Fred. She pivots on her heel and is met face-to-face with Daphne, who nods in silent agreement that they’re going back to their dorm.

Y/N is halfway down the long tables with the door in her sights when she spots Adrian out of the peripheral of her eye. She can tell he’s looking at her in pity and in a weird way, she feels the need to show defiance against Fred Weasley. She needs to show she doesn’t need pity, especially right now, that she can get a date herself. So she stops in front of the Slytherin quidditch team and slightly smirks.

“That offer to the ball still on the table?”

Daphne spends the night taking Y/N’s mind off the Weasley family. They sit in their dorm together, once again trying to study for potions which eventually leads into ball talk yet again. Daphne can tell the idea of going to the ball with anyone who isn't Fred is unnerving for Y/N, but there’s no backing down now.

“That was kind of a badass move, y’know?” She starts, treading lightly as they eventually reach the elephant in the room, ‘Asking Adrian after what happened.”

It doesn’t feel badass to Y/N. She feels like she’s cheating on the redhead that owns her heart, but she knows that’s ridiculous. Fred clearly has no form of feelings for her and she’s decided to get over him.

“It’s nothing…” She starts and she sees Daphne’s eyebrows raise. They’ve been roommates every year since they started school together so they’re both aware this is a big lie. “I didn’t want to go alone. Everyone else had dates already and Adrian’s nice. Plus, he did ask me before…”

Daphne nods, not wanting to press further. “Have you got a dress yet?” It had said on their packing list for the school year to bring a dress or dress robes so everyone’s already well prepared. Y/N nods and walks towards the closet before pulling out a floor-length silver gown with lace detailing. She smiles shyly as Daphne gasps in awe.

“Eat your heart out, Fred Weasley!” For the first time all night, Y/N laughs. She knows she’s going to look stunning in the dress and while she has no ill resentment towards Angelina for agreeing to go with Fred, she can’t help but feel a little bit coy knowing Fred’s going to see her in it.

She’s sitting at her desk in Transfiguration the next day when he finally acknowledges her presence. She’s twiddling her quill in her fingers, dreading the moment the troublemaker waltzes into the class. His usual seat is the one next to her, while George and Lee sit in front of them but she can only hope Alicia takes the hint and sits with her before Fred does.

She doesn’t get her wish. She’s about two seconds away from dozing off when the seat screeches against the hardwood flooring below them and she looks to her left to see Fred smirking.

“Hi love,'' he starts, the nickname not feeling out of ordinary, “I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.” He says, and it’s true. He hadn’t seen her since class yesterday. He had looked for her before dinner to tell her about the prank he’d pulled on Filch with George while she was studying and he’d barely seen her during dinner.

Her heart starts to speed up at the nickname, and she forces down the bile she feels growing in her throat. “Yeah, I just ate dinner and went to bed yesterday. Been studying for potions. Sixth year is hard.” She’s trying to be short and sweet and maybe a little blunt but Fred doesn’t pick up on it. “Heard you asked Angelina to the ball too.” She’s hoping to whoever’s listening to her prayers that the jealousy isn’t evident in her voice and by the dopey smile that grows on Fred’s face, her prayers were answered.

“Yeah! Ron was being such a prat, telling me I couldn’t make fun of him for…” But she drowns his voice out. It might be a bitch move, but she really doesn’t need to hear the who, where, when and why he asked Angelina out. It’s clear to Y/N that Fred didn’t even notice her existence at dinner and that stings more than she’d like to admit.

She can barely concentrate during class. Fred has never really shown to care about any academic success, so he spends the entire period trying to entertain Y/N and get her to speak to him but she’s being stubborn and Fred can’t help but wonder what he did wrong. He starts to think maybe she’s just had a bad day, but when the bell rings and she storms off without even saying goodbye to him he’s dumbfounded.

“Trouble in paradise, brother?” George teases when he sees the frown adorned on Fred’s face.

“Have I done anything to upset Y/N?” He questions and he sees the way George and Lee both give each other a look. They know something he doesn’t and that leaves a feeling of uneasiness in his chest. Y/N and himself have always been closer than her and George and especially her and Lee. He was there for her when her parents were fighting constantly when she was 11 and when Marcus Flint started bullying her in 3rd year. He was even there when she cried to him last year about the guy she loved and how he was so stupidly blind to her feelings and while she didn��t give a name, Fred was dying to go punch whoever it was for not realising he had his best friend’s heart.

“If you have, it’s not up for us to tell you, mate.” Lee states and he hides behind George when he notices the scowl on Fred’s face. Lee knows better than to get between him and Y/N, but he isn’t wrong.

“Look, Alicia said she was fine when they left the library yesterday evening,” George starts, and he knows he shouldn’t be lying to his brother and best friend, but it’s not a huge lie, and maybe it’ll push his oblivious brother to realise what he did to upset his best friend, “She was at dinner last night when you asked Angie to the ball and then she went to her dorm with Daphne. Heard something about her saying yes to Adrian Pucey asking her to the ball…” While George made extra emphasis on the fact Y/N witnessed Fred asking Angelina to the ball, Fred’s eyes glaze over in rage when George mentions Adrian and he has a feeling his twin has got the wrong idea.

“I bet Adrian did something to her. Fuck him, honestly.” And before George and Lee can stop him, Fred’s stalking out of the classroom with Adrian Pucey in his sights.

Fred doesn’t find Adrian until later that afternoon, standing on the pitch and clad in his quidditch robes, yelling at someone who Fred assumes is Montague. He thinks now is probably a bad time to confront him, but he's blinded by the thought that he’s hurt Y/N.

“Pucey!” He shouts and when Adrian turns around, he chuckles and smirks at Fred. He was expected this later rather than sooner, specifically during dinner, but he guesses now will have to do.

“What?” He asks, but they both know why he’s here and he’s just enjoying riling Fred up.

“What did you do Y/N?” Adrian scoffs at this and shakes his head which confuses Fred. “What did I do to Y/N?” Fred stands his ground, chest puffed up. Adrian might be a fair bit shorter than Fred but Adrian hasn’t got anything to be scared of. Sure he’s seen Fred throw a punch or two and he’s definitely been on the receiving end of a bludger from the Weasley during a game, but he knows he isn’t the one that hurt Y/N here.

“I think you should be asking yourself that, mate. Y/N only agreed to going to the ball with me after you asked Angelina out right in front of her.” This causes Fred to look at Adrian in confusion and Adrian laughs at Fred again. He’s confused, why would asking Angelina out hurt Y/N?

It turns out he said that out loud, because two seconds later Adrian is responding to him, “Because she was expecting you to ask her, Weasley.”

Adrian doesn’t even wait for Fred’s reply before stalking off to the Slytherin change rooms and Fred’s left standing on the pitch, wondering why the ache in his chest is almost debilitating at the thought of hurting Y/N and questioning why he feels the need to throw up knowing she’s happily going with Adrian Pucey.

Fred’s next port of call is finding Y/N. After his talk with Adrian, he needs to find out why she expected him to ask her to the ball. He would’ve happily gone with her, but to Fred, she hadn’t even dropped a single hint at wanting to go with him and when she’s finally located, she’s in the library with Daphne.

“This is my exit cue,” Daphne mutters as she notices the redhead roaming around the library looking for Y/N. She doesn’t even have a moment to question Daphne before the seat in front of her is suddenly occupied by the last person she was hoping to see again.

“Why are you going with Pucey?” Is the first thing that leaves Fred’s mouth, and it wasn’t what Y/N was expecting. She splutters, only for a few seconds, before eventually replying.

“He asked me.”

Fred’s eyebrows furrow, but didn’t Pucey say she wanted to go with him? “A little birdie said you wanted to go with me. So, how come you’re going with him.”

Now Y/N scoffs and Fred can’t help but notice how many people are scoffing at him today just for asking questions and it’s getting annoying. “You didn’t ask me. He did. So, I said yes. Don’t understand why it’s such a big deal.” She’s intentionally being short, hopefully not spilling anything about her feelings for the boy in front of her.

“I didn’t know you wanted to go with me, Y/N. How was I supposed to know?” At this, Y/N goes from feeling hurt to angry and she can’t explain why her hands start to shake.

“How were you supposed to know?” She exclaims loudly which causes her to receive a rather nasty ‘sh’ from Madam Pince and a few O.W.L students surrounding her.

“Have you seen the way we act around each other Fred?” She’s now whisper yelling and the confused look on Fred’s face as she says this just aggravates her further and she’s convinced no one is this daft and he’s pushing her buttons on purpose. “Because everyone thinks we’re fucking dating already, Fred. You have to constantly be touching me, we’re always together, you call me darling and love and you kiss me on the forehead when I fucking bring you sugar quills from Hogsmeade because they’re your favourite and whenever you have spare money you always buy me Honeydukes chocolate because you said you like seeing me blush when you buy me things. You’re telling me now that we’re just friends?”

If the ache in Fred’s chest was almost debilitating on the quidditch pitch earlier, right now it feels like he’s about to go into cardiac arrest. Her cheeks are flushed, her fists are clenched, pieces of her hair are falling out of her bun that’s resting on top of her head and, worst of all, Fred’s noticed the tears of anger and frustration pooling in her eyes.

She sighs before continuing, trying to compose herself so he doesn’t see her crying over him, unaware he’s already noticed the tears threatening to fall. Her voice is sad and broken, and it feels like the ending point for her.

“I was just stupid enough to assume this year was the year we would finally admit we’re more than friends, Freddie. But I guess all this time it’s been one-sided. I hope you have a good time at the ball with Angelina.”

Fred grabs her wrist as she starts to pack up her things and looks at her, scanning her face for any form of emotion. “Let me go, Fred.” She looks at him with pleading eyes and he lets go of the grasp he has on her wrist.

Fred doesn’t try to stop her again as she hastily packs up her things and he sadly watches her leave the library without turning to look at him.

Y/N doesn’t care if it’s considered dramatic, but she lays in bed and cries for the rest of the day. While she hasn’t gone through a literal break-up, it feels like her friendship with Fred is over. At least, she’s decided, it’s over until she gets over her feelings for him.

Daphne tries everything in her power to comfort her. She rubs her back, plays with her hair and even puts on ABBA to try and get Y/N to dance just to cheer her up. Y/N feels horrible she’s basically conned Daphne into babysitting her breakdown but Daphne constantly reassures her it’s okay.

“Do you want me to go beat him up? I might be short and weak and he’s the size of a tree but I could take him.” Y/N sniffles a laugh at this, and smiles. She’s truly grateful for everything Daphne’s been doing for her and she makes a mental note to get her an extra special Christmas present next time she goes to Hogsmeade.

However, it turns out essentially ending the friendship with Fred ends her friendships with most of the Gryffindors. She was expecting this, but when George can’t even meet her eye in class her heart breaks into even smaller pieces. George has always been like a brother to her, someone she could tell anything too without worry of being judged. He was the first person she told when she realised she liked Fred and Y/N was the first person, besides Fred, that George told his feelings for Alicia for.

Y/N feels alone but she’s stubborn so she refuses to show it. She sits with Daphne in every class, essentially kicking poor Cassius Warrington who’s been pining after Daphne for 3 years into a different spot in class and she sometimes even sits with Adrian during lunch. It turns out they have a lot more in common than just the fact they’re in Slytherin and pure-bloods and Y/N’s pain in her chest is slowly but surely disappearing.

While her feelings for Fred still exist, her heart slowly feels like it’s being mended. It’s only when she spots Fred sulking during lunch one day that the ache returns. She was usually the one who he went too when feeling bad- him being too embarrassed to go to George. She hopes he’s okay, but she shakes the idea of approaching him, knowing he’s got Angelina to keep him company. The pang in her chest stays a little bit longer that day.

The Yule Ball arrives quicker than expected and Y/N and Daphne spend all day getting ready with a bunch of other Slytherin students. It’s nice, while they don’t all usually get along, the house loyalty between them is unmistakable.

Most of them are acutely aware of Y/N’s ‘Weasley Situation’ and while some of them give her pity looks, most of the younger girls have expressed their jealousy that she’s going with Adrian. This makes her laugh and shake her head and she often replies that boys aren’t all that and no boy is worth being jealous over. She feels like a wise mother almost, never wanting them to feel the way she’s felt the past few weeks.

Daphne and Y/N arrive at the Great Hall together, giggling about how bad Y/N is at walking in heels and placing bets on how quick they’re going to come off. While Daphne is counting her galleons in her purse to confirm the bet, Y/N catches a glimpse of Fred and Angelina. He looks so handsome, his dress robes a mixture of gold and black and she can’t help but think how well they’d go together. But when she looks at Angelina she feels like she’s going to pass out.

Angelina is stunning, and there’s no doubt about it. She’s in a floor-length dark purple gown that compliments her skin perfectly and Y/N thinks if Fred was going with anyone to the ball, she’s glad it’s Angelina.

Cassius and Adrian soon appear by the girls and take their arms into the Great Hall that’s been transformed to look like a winter wonderland. The roof tonight is bewitched to look like a winter, snowy day and Y/N can’t help but admire it. She’s grown up with magic her entire life, but she can’t help but constantly be amazed.

Adrian pulls a flask out of his dress robes jacket which makes Y/N snort and he smiles happily at her. Of course he snuck Firewhiskey into the Ball. The action reminds her of something Fred would do and she shakes her head, trying to get the boy out of her mind, tonight of all nights.

“You look beautiful tonight, by the way.” Adrian states as he takes a swig of the flask, and she feels her cheeks heat up. She can hear the sincerity in his voice. “You don’t scrub up so badly either, Pucey.”

“A dance, m’lady?” He jokingly bows to Y/N and she smiles while she takes his hand and he leads her to the dance floor. As Adrian twirls Y/N around the dance floor, albeit messily because neither of them paid attention in dance classes held by Snape of all people, she forgets about the redhead who’s stare is burning holes into the back of her head.

“You’re a shit date, y’know.” Angelina laughs and Fred’s broken out of his trance. “Shit, Angie, I’m so sorry.”

Angelina isn’t wrong. She’s a smart girl, and she’s well aware of Fred’s longing stares towards the Slytherin girl. “Did you know? That you wanted to go with her?” Angelina questions, out of sheer curiosity. Even she was shocked when Fred asked her, but she was too dumbfounded when he asked and with everyone watching at dinner, the pressure to say yes was immense but it was not worth all the pain and heartache she’s watched her two friends go through.

“At the time? No, definitely not. She’s…” He trails off as he tries to find the right words, “She’s always been there, y’know? I just assumed she’d be in my life forever and what we had was what we’d always be… It felt normal, like I didn’t feel the way I feel about her with you, or Katie or Alicia but it felt like that’s how you’re meant to feel about your girl best friend?”

He looks over at them again, and the gross feeling of jealousy rises in his throat. “But then she said yes to Pucey, and all I can think about is how no one should be holding her but me and that he'll walk her all the way back to her dorm tonight and probably kiss her and I feel like throwing up, and...” He pauses and looks at Angelina and the pity in her eyes is obvious. “And you don’t think about your best friend like this.”

Angelina watches in pity as Fred clearly drowns his sorrows in pumpkin juice and she drags him onto the dance floor. She’s not letting Fred have a bad night and she refuses to have one as well. Fred is one of her best friends, and even though she might not be the girl he wishes he was here with, she’s determined to cheer him up somehow.

Fred finally starts to have a good time when he spots George slyly leading Alicia out of the Great Hall and he loudly wolf whistles causing a red hue to form on both their cheeks and George to flip Fred the bird as they leave. Angelina spots Y/N grab her purse across the room while Fred’s distracted and she quietly leaves just after George and Alicia.

Alone.

“Y/N just left, Fred. Alone.” Fred’s confused why Angelina is telling him this when he looks over at Daphne and Adrian, who both look at him like ‘Go you fucking idiot’ and before he can even mutter a goodbye to his friends, he’s out the door almost as fast as George was.

He finds Y/N sitting on a bench in the courtyard. She’s looking up at the stars and Fred stars to recall last summer when she visited The Burrow. She spent all night trying to point out constellations to Fred and as he watches her mutter to herself, Fred wonders how he didn’t realise that they were in love this entire time.

He clears his throat, careful not to startle Y/N and when she turns Fred can see the hesitation in her face as she quickly goes to jump up and leave.

“Sorry, I shouldn’t have stolen the prime make-out spot of the night.” She awkwardly laughs but then quickly realises Fred is alone. “Nevermind… Where’s Angelina?”

Fred shrugs, and sits down on the bench she was sitting on originally. Y/N stands awkwardly before sitting down next to him. As much as she hates to admit it, she’s missed being close to him. The warmth that radiates off him despite it being the middle of winter causes her to shuffle just that slightly bit closer to him and Fred can’t help but smile.

“You look beautiful tonight. I know Adrian probably told you already, at least I hope he did, but you deserve to know.” Fred could feel himself rambling and he doesn’t miss the blush that rises across Y/N’s neck and cheeks. It’s the exact same blush that appears whenever he buys her chocolates and his heart soars.

“Thanks Freddie,” the nickname feels foreign on her tongue, “you look pretty handsome yourself. I hope Angelina told you.” She retaliates and Fred hates it. He hates the awkwardness between them. He wants nothing more to wrap his arms around her and hold her close but they feel like strangers.

“Thanks,” he laughs and Y/N looks at him confused. “Did you have a good night?”

“Can we not have this awkward small talk? I’m sure Angelina’s waiting for you somewhere.” Fred’s taken aback by her abruptness and stares at her for a few seconds. “What?” She asks when she notices Fred looking at her like she has nine heads.

“Angelina’s not waiting for me. Is Adrian waiting for you?” He asks but he doesn’t want to know the answer. He’s gone through a rollercoaster of emotions these past few weeks and he truly doesn’t want to know if another man is waiting for her to sweep her off her feet and walk back to the Slytherin common room. But when she shakes her head, Fred lets out a breath he didn’t realise he was holding.

“I need to apologise.” He blurts out and Fred wants to smack himself in the head. This was not the romantic moment he had envisioned in his head as he followed her outside into the courtyard. “I need to apologise for a lot of things. Mostly, for not realising how ridiculously in love with you I am, and also for not asking you to the ball and for ruining our friend-”

“You didn’t ruin our friendship.” She cuts him off but she doesn’t know what else to say. “You didn’t. I did, if anything.” Fred has to stop himself from starting an argument on who ruined the friendship but he wants to backtrack. Did Y/N just ignore him confessing his love to her?

“Well, I’m still sorry for not realising how ridiculously in love with you I am?” He tries again sheepishly and Y/N gives him a double-take. She heard him the first time but she was convinced it was just her ears playing tricks on her or Fred being a menace. After all, this is Fred Weasley in front of her, he’s always looking for a joke and as she’s about to accuse him of pulling a sick, twisted prank on her, she looks at him properly.

And he’s looking as serious as he did the day he told her he plans to open a joke shop with George after they graduate.

“You’re in love with me?” She asks quietly and her heart is racing again. She thinks back to the day she accidentally confessed to Fred and how she’s spent the last few weeks trying to fall out of love with him just for him to admit he’s fallen in love with her. “Fred, if this is some sick and twisted joke I will never forgive you.”

Fred almost looks hurt at this, that she thinks he’s capable of something that cruel. So instead of speaking, he softly cups her face in both his hands and runs his thumbs across her cheekbones in a loving manner. He looks her directly in the eyes and Y/N doesn’t think she’s breathed in the last 30 seconds.

She’s been craving being this close to Fred for as long as she can remember. Their lingering touches were never this intimate and right now, she feels like she can look into Fred’s eyes and see into his core, his soul. And he can do the same to her.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks softly, and Y/N gasps before nodding, wanting nothing more than to feel his lips against hers.

As he leans in his eyes flutter close, as do her’s. Y/N hasn’t kissed a lot of people in her life, but nothing could ever compare to the way she feels right now. The love and adoration Fred is pouring into this kiss almost brings tears to her eyes and she can only hope he can feel the love and adoration she has for him back.

Their lips move in perfect synchrony, neither of them pushing each other too far, but when Y/N drags her fingers through Fred’s hair and he lets out a groan, she can’t help but pull away and giggle.

“I’ve missed hearing you laugh.” Fred’s arms are now wrapped around her middle and he’s leaning down to press his forehead against hers. Now he has her in his arms, he’s never letting her go.

“I’ve missed having you make me laugh, Freddie.” She says sincerely and it’s Fred’s turn to blush. He knows they need to eventually leave their little bubble of happiness they finally have but he doesn’t want too. But he knows they need to talk about what happened, about them, what they are and Fred so desperately hopes this means Y/N is his.

She senses Fred’s thinking and she looks up at him, doe-eyed and innocent and Fred’s heart melts.

“Stop overthinking.” She mutters, running her hand through his long hair again and Fred almost looks like a cat purring as he feels her fingernails rake across his scalp and he leans into her touch. “Can’t help it. Don’t want to lose you again.”

Her heart pounds, this is all she’s ever wanted to hear and now she wants to hear it every single day. So she tells him exactly that.

“I’m yours, Freddie. As long as you’re mine? If you don’t know what you want it’s okay, I promise we can take it slow-” Fred cuts her off, laughing as he kisses her again and he feels how warm Y/N’s cheeks are, as she blushes over Fred silencing her with a kiss. When he pulls back, her face is flush, her hair is falling out of her bun. It reminds Fred of that day in the library, except this time, the happiness in her face is unmistakably there, and finally he’s the cause of it.

“Of course, I’m yours, darling. I’m never letting you go.”

Late the next morning, when Y/N is trying her best to sneak out of the Gryffindor sixth year boys dormitory with a dark purple hickey adorning her neck, she spots three 4th years whose names she doesn’t even know, giving Ron Weasley five galleons.

Ron sees her, and smirks. “My bet was at the ball. Thanks, Y/N, you and Freddie boy have made me a very rich man.”

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