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r3starttt · 18 days

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Summary: fucking ur bff who's in a relationship with a man, ew!

cw: hate sex. comphet abby. homophobic bf ew!!!!. dom!abby sub!reader. fingering. sissoring. pet names. (baby, pretty girl) finger sucking. prasing kink(?

an: creds to @atyourmerci for the Abby pic!!!

If you want it, you can have it. If you need it, we can make it

"Are you fucking- god abby" he'd crossed the line. That line that was invisible to you but still the thiniest for abby, until now, or so you wished because she'd go back to him once you've made your 'shoulder to cry on' function.

Abby was mad, even behind a phone you could feel how she couldn't bare him for now. You had no clue what happened just knew Abby's boyfriend had fucked it all again and she needed you, again.

The usual routine you forced yourself to not get used to but somehow became it, a routine. "Yeah, you know you can always.... just hurry" you ended the call abruptly. Otherwise, abby would not only be mad at that man, and nor you or her could take that kind of encounter currently.

You knew she was on her way already. So once more, with legs crossed on top of your coffee table, you did nothing but wait for her to arrive at your appartment. It always made you feel pathetic.

Her boyfriend despised you to say the least, from the moment you first met. And honestly you never knew why, even though you begged abby at one point to ask him herself just to not cause any trouble yourself. It didn't work.

You've had some alone encounters with him whenever Abby took you out and he had to be there. Nicely asking how his week or day had been, trying to make a small conversation with the typical 'long time no see, huh' or directly asking him - at one point, what the fuck was his problem with you. He was so stupidly manlish with his demeanor towards you it made you think if maybe abby wasn't using the proper words to describe you. Like he wasn't the problem.

On the other hand, your relationship with abby became confusing as her relationship with him grew bigger. Like it's toxicity was slowly getting to her, to you.

And not the type to ruin the friendship forever but just ruin the platonic. The one where sometimes spending time alone ends up in you drunk not moving your eyes away from her lips as she speak, or the one that makes her rest her hands somewhere on your body whenever you go out with friends. The one that ends in a weird exchange of words whenever you try to talk about it.

It was still unbearable tho. Always third-wheeling, then fighting with eyes only every time you made accidental eye contact with him, and eye fucking abby whenever he didn't pay attention to her, or you. Or feeling abby eating you alive with the eyes, just for denying it all later but not completely because you two had always been in the type of friendship where you're close with your friend to a point there's no shame about anything and you can make those type of jokes.

Jokes that somehow turned passive aggressive, not only between you two but also between abby and that men you equally despise.

"The fuck did he do now, mhm?" You sighed, resting your face on top of your shoulder, letting all your weight press over the shared couch. Drunk eyes paying detailed attention to Abby as she spoke. "I'm a fucking mess, that's all" she seemed off, something that genuinely troubled you considering how stubborn she was. "You're not, well, a... decent, nice mess" her laugh was gorgeous, it made you smile the moment you hear it. Her eyes met yours, as if you could talk with just that, a look. "Thanks"

"He's the problem. Even with that personality of yours, you've done no wrong" she pouted, it could only mean this was getting awkward for her. You couldn't care any less. "You're fucking charming abby, and it kills me youre with such person. Also, a man? Be for real" it was a joke, but that look on her face, it wasn't such simple for her. "I'm just saying, you're hot and so young and you have so much shit to live, he's holding you from that"

Abby turned around, her usual braided hair danced along her back, resting near her face. A sudden smile elicted on her face, she was about to bother you. "You think so?" You furrowed your brows, confused at what she meant "I'm hot?" She cleared herself. You just laughed, nodding while desperately trying to readjust yourself in a less compromised position, so near to her. "I know so"

"Yeah?" She left the glass with alcohol in it resting somewhere beside her. You smiled back at her, feeling her weight get overwhelming over you every second. You had to stop it. "Want more?" You didn't know bit alcohol would eventually become your one salvation from sin and fall into temptation.

Abby went home that night, just to hear him talking shit about you, and it clicked. She tried hard to give him a chance, because that meant she could have a chance as well. A chance for what? To prove she wasn't fantasizing about you in a way more than a friendship, to give all but you a taste and make her mind on what she liked and how she liked it. It failed, abruptly.

Because she lost time and wasted her persona in such men like him. And after running to you every time she couldn't bare it anymore, looking at your hands, neck, lips, eyes whenever she got drunk, after having so many late night talks with you whenever the awkwardness she felt wasn't rough enough to not keep her sober, she realized she could not run away from you, in fact, she needed you and needed to run in your direction every time. She had to give you a chance now.

That's the reason behind his hate towards you. No matter what, you'd always be her biggest priority. And god, she changed so much when she was with you, she'd transform into the girl he fell in love with, the one he lost once they actually started dating.

You had such a delightful effect on her, and he hated the idea of not being able to be the one for her.

Yet whenever he'd ask about you, abby would only say how close you two were since forever and how you wouldn't be a bother in the relationship. All of that was pure lies to keep it calm.

And those replies eventually got to you, like a day after that night you swore she wanted to kiss you. "I was drunk, doesn't mean anything" "what? You think I'll kiss you?" You wanted to dragg her back home with that man she'd found and make it clear you wouldn't let her be such an asshole. You didn't of course, both just laughed it off.

Until now, you couldn't wait for her to come and make it all clear, she was mad and it might not be the greatest idea but why should you care if she's not in the mood? You weren't the one behind that mood, not guilty of any of her shit.

Or that was the plan, because seeing the tears contained on the corner of her eyes, right about to fall and make a mess on her face. You simply couldn't.

"What did he do?" It wasn't the typical scenario. This was an unexplored rage, as if there was some sort of attraction that grew stronger as every second passed by. Maybe this was it, you thought.

Abby's red eyes met yours in such a relieved way, like she'd found something she felt eager to find. It was just you.

It caught you out of guard the way her hands travelled to the sides of your arms. " I realized I needed you"

The only thing you could come up with was a stupid 'huh'. Wandering your eyes all over her face and body. Abby had her own locked on you, probably as confused as you.

She had to. Her salty lips pressed on you, followed by the palms of her hands. You reciprocated, standing still but trusting your lips to do all the work necessary.

It's sloppy and messed, a silent fight between the silence that fills the ignored pain you're feeling and the anger she's been carrying all the way here.

It was miserable, her palms on your body, trying to find a way to bring you closer as you tried- not to step back but to prevent yourself from getting into it. Abby was only yours for a couple of hours and it was painful to have her so close to you but not having the actual chance to claim her yours.

"Fucking hate you for this" you murmured. Her eyebrows scrunched, there was such an euphoric feeling inside her, a mix of fear, confusion and anger. All for you

"Yeah?" She mocked you, resting her hands on the inside of your clothed stomach. "It could've been different"

"It will be" her lips smacked aggressively over yours again, trailing a path down your jawline.

Her fingers moved up your back, getting rid of your bra in such a pathetic way. You took her shirt off, trying to take the closest and clearest look of what you would never be able to have you you craved so much.

She laughed at it, doing the same for you. Her hands swayed all the way down your ass, gripping it with such force it burned. You let out a chocked breath, feeling her lips move on their own way down your body.

Her knee stepped in between your legs, so easily you could feel the vibration from her chuckle right in the middle your breasts. Fucking torture you've got yourself into.

She couldn't get enough but had to, running her fingers along your waist, down your cunt. Her fingers slide in between your slicked folds, slowly outside your cloathed arousal, begging for her.

Her palms slapped over it severely times, eliciting open mouth whimpers out of you, deliciously filled with her tongue against yours to shut you.

You tried to get her to stop, only receiving groans as a response. Until she got tired of it "fucking shut up and take it, be good, can't you?"

There wasn't a specific idea on her mind but take as much as possible out of you, to make a memory in honor to that gross man she ever felt the slightest of attraction to. Mocking you and him for her own pleasure, once in her whole life she thought.

Her fingers finally touched your clit, ager for it. The circles over it were so slow, you kept bucking your hips on her hands, attempting to get more friction. "Fucking stay still" abby groaned, thrusting her fingers inside you. God it felt glorious.

You voiced the most perfect whimpers for her, the way her name came out of your mouth, followed by the most prettiest pleads. It was driving her insane.

The sounds coming out of you were so obscene. Abby couldn't be in such good paradise

She made sure to curl her fingers at every thrust, speeding enough to make it painfully confusing for you.

Her lips kept busy shushing you, taking a taste of your nipples, your clavicle, every inch of your body.

"Shit- c'here" you demanded, dragging her by the jawline as the knot on your stomach grew overwhelmingly fast. She tastes better than anything you've ever had in your life, something worth the pain it'll cause you later when she's gone.

You let out a loud cry at the abruptly of her actions, leaving you empty. "Open" her middle and index finger fully covered in your wetness. You obeyed, feeling the palms of her fingers rest in your tongue, forcing you to take a taste. "Doing so good f' me, such a pretty girl"

She dragged you to the couch, the one that brought you closer that day she'd first approach to you in this way, whatever this was. The one that brought you closer when she left that day, and whe she laughed this off. Such an ironic situation.

It all brought a series of conflicting thoughts to your mind. Distracting you from such pleasure you should be enjoying.

Her hands grabbed the hooks of your jeans, dragging them down your legs. She made sure to get in charge of all the hard work, you should've notice-

Her weight was already on top of you. The way her eyes wandered all over you face, it was different. Your hands got locked by hers, breathing heavily at the sudden sight and feeling that ran through your body, that made you forget whatever was keeping your mind busy some seconds ago.

"Spread 'em open, be a good girl f'me" Abby groaned the moment she could finally get to be so close to you. Letting all of her weight rest over your body, aggressively humping in between your legs, rubbing her clit against yours.

Your ears were filled by her whimpers, groans whenever she got too overwhelmed. There was nothing you could to but let her use you for her own pleasure, not that you weren't use to it.

"Fuck baby... so good f'me, so so good" she whined, speeding her moves in between your legs. There could never be a better sight than this.

Some locks of her hair starting to stick on her forehead, the sweat covering her abs, her arms flexing to support her own way and oh, all this just for you to see. Sure he'd never seen such scenario.

She sounded so fucking pretty, on top of you, crying at how deliciously your clits rubbed together. You, on the other hand, felt like just cumming by the sight, by the idea of her body displayed like this.

Your thighs were ridiculously covered in both your and her slick, it increased at her every move, sloppy and messy, such a desperate disaster.

Your pleads and whines were completely ignored, she'd already given you what you needed and ni longer cared about whatever you felt you needed or deserved. This was about her.

Still you managed to wrap around her, feeling her drench your thighs even more as a breathless 'fuck' came out of her lips, letting go of your hands, already getting numb at her grip.

"See? Promised you it'll get better"

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lexabitxh · 2 months

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S.W | Drunk Confession

summary: y/n gets a bit too drunk, and confesses her feelings unknowingly to sam winchester.

perspective: third person.

word count: 1837

The night was young and the Winchesters & l/n had finished up a case that took several days. It felt good to win. It was a pride and joy feeling they got to feel other than guilt and disappointment from other unsuccessful cases.

"Another round, on me."

Y/n said as she signaled the bartender and pointed at their empty shot glasses. It's been a long day and genuinely, they all needed this. A moment to unwind after a long week of hunting.

"You sure you haven't had enough?"

Sam said as he looked a little concerned. Y/n scoffed, "Now I understand why your brother calls you so uptight. Stop being such a chick, Sam" she said, while taking down another shot of rum.

Sam felt the need to be the one sober for the night. Usually he'd drink a few shared beers with Dean, but being that Y/n was tagging along, it required someone responsible to take care of the two. Dean let out a chuckled, "I'm starting to like her" he said, pointing at her while popping a fry into his mouth. Sam rolled his eyes in annoyance at the two's behavior, they always acted so childish.

•

"Dean, you're drunk-"

"I'm not drunk, I'm awesome" Dean slurred his words, laughing as he clinked his glass of beer with Y/n. They've been drinking for hours and slowly but surely they were starting to feel the effects of the alcohol. Sam shook his head in disappointment, not sure what to do anymore.

"Stop being such a party pooper, Sam and loosen up a little. Just have one drink with us." she insisted while playfully nudging his shoulder with hers.

You'd think since you can't beat them, you might as well join them... but being that Sam was... well Sam, he'd spend the rest of his night looking after the two, hoping they wouldn't get themselves into any trouble.

•

'Na-na-na, come on

Na-na-na, come on'

S&M was blasting through the speakers, while Sam drove the car back to their motel. Dean sat in the passenger seat, his window rolled down as he was swaying his upper body to the beat, bopping his head to the rhythm. Y/n sat in the back, her hands in the air while singing to the top of her lungs.

She could feel the liquor coming up to surface, but managed to contain herself together. She knew if she were to throw up inside the impala, Dean would kill her himself and dispose of the body without a sweat.

'Love is great, love is fine (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)

Out the box, outta line (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)'

Sam kept glancing from Dean to Y/n, laughing just a little. He's never seen this side of Dean before. It was nice seeing him all loose and happy, it's as if everything they've done in life so far, all the good and bad things had disappeared for the time being.

"'Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it. Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it!!" Y/n sang while Dean tried his very best, but fail miserably as most of his words came out sounding gibberish.

Sam contained his laughter as he kept glancing through the review mirror, watching Y/n dance with a drink in her hand, her eyes closed for the most part, but even so, she looked enticing. The way she was feeling herself. Her lips, her eyes, the was she felt the music through her body.

At one point he lost control of the wheel, causing every one of them to jerk just a little. "Eyes in the road, buddy" Dean said as he took another swig from his beer. Sam looked back only to find that Y/n was no longer in his eyes-of-sight.

"Y/n?" He did a quick look-over only to find her slumped in the backseat, passed out. "Great."

•

Sam pulled into the motels parking lot, putting the car in park before turning off the engine. He sat there for a moment, watching Dean struggle to get out before in doing so. To his surprise, Dean had somehow managed to get inside their motel room without a problem. Sam shook his head and he got out to check on Y/n.

"Y/n?"

He had opened her side door and peeped inside, lightly shaking her awake, but she barely moved except making a few grunting noises.

"Mmh??"

"We're back at the motel... c'mon, let's go" he said softly. He knew he wouldn't get anywhere anytime soon with her current state, so with that being he helped her out. "Careful" he said as he grabbed her by her waist and wrapped one arm around his neck.

"Ok, ok, let's make this easier for you" he said as he scooped her up bridal style and carried her back inside. He used his foot to close the door on the way in, looking around for Dean before noticing him dead asleep on the floor.

"Alright... here we go..."

Said Sam as he gently placed her on her bed. He grabbed a blanket and placed it on her as he then removing her boots. Before he could walk away, Y/n grabbed him by his arm.

"Sam..."

Sam stood there awkwardly, looking down at her as the touch of her hand made him feel all sorts of feelings.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you..." she mumbled as she was trying so hard to open her eyes. "You're a good friend" she slurred, causing Sam to chuckle lightly. "Of course" he replied, "Get some rest."

"Also, you're a cute, Sam." she said, which caught him by surprise. "W-what?"

"You. Are. Cute..." she whispered, "and stupid." Sam was taken aback from her last comment, narrowing his brows together as he tried so hard not to smile. "But I like your stupid face. It's so stupid. It's so... I like it. Can I touch it?" she said while attempting to reach for his face, but was far from her touch.

He laughed a little. "You're drunk, Y/n" he said as he brushing her hair to the side.

"Yes I am. And I'm hopelessly in love with Sam Winchester... but it's a secret. Sam can't find out about this" She mumbled.

Sam could feel his cheek burning up about the confession. A smile so wide he could hardly contain his excitement. "Alright, it's our little secrete then" he reassured her.

"Pshhh"

"Shhhh"

He gestured as he smiled down at her.

"Goodnight, y/n" he said, hoping to get one in return, but she had quickly fallen asleep. He stood there for a little longer, watching her sleep peacefully. He shook his head, smiling like an idiot before going to bed. He figured he'd take the opportunity to enjoy the entire bed to himself, considering that Dean had taken the floor.

•

Y/n had woken up to the room spinning, her eyes having a hard time adjusting to the sunlight that shun in her face. She looked around the room. Dean no where to be seen and Sam sitting by the small table, who seems to be reading something off his laptop.

"What time is it?"

She said as she didn't remember how she gotten to bed last night. Sam looked up and smiled, "It's one in the afternoon. Don't worry, there's no case for the day" he assured her. "There's some ibuprofen and a glass of water right next to you" he pointed.

"You're a life saver"

She said, reaching for it as she popped the pills and swallowed it down with the glass of water. The water had quench her thirst, but she still felt hungover. "What happened last night?" She'd asked.

"You mean you don't remember?"

Y/n shook her head, "the last thing I remember was singing in the car to Rihanna. Which now thinking back to it, that was pretty embarrassing" she laughed a little. "you have no idea what you did last night" Sam chuckled mischievously, causing Y/n to worry.

"Samuel. What did I do?"

She asked, unsure of what she might've done that could be so bad other than having a karaoke with Dean Winchester. "I was promised not to tell" he said while gesturing his lips sealed.

"Sammy!" She yelled in annoyance, kneeling on her bed as she was intrigued of what she had done last night. Endless of possibilities had ran through her mind, but none that she could remember of. Sam shook his head, a cheeky smile on his lips as he didn't say a word. "C'mon, Sam! Just tell me!" She pleaded.

Sam knew how'd she react if she knew what she'd done last night, and he didn't wanted to put her through that embarrassment. Though there was nothing to be embarrassed about because if he was too being honest, he felt the same way about her.

"Well, if you really wanna know..." he said as he closed his laptop, "you said my face looks stupid" he said pausing before going on. "And that you liked my stupid face."

It all came back to her. She felt her body go numbed and her cheek flush with a bright burning sensation of red. "You remembered now" Sam teased, causing her to grab ahold of a pillow and shoving her face into it. In that moment, she wanted to die.

"Oh. My. God!"

She cried as she got up from her bed. "Sam, I'm so sorry. I-I was drunk, and it felt easier for me to confess... I didn't want you to find out this way. How embarrassing!" She cried as she buried her face into the palm her hands.

Sam quickly got up. "Hey, it's alright" he reassured her, gently removing her hands from her face and holding them in his.

"I'm glad you told me. Cause I don't think I'd ever have the courage to tell you how I felt" he said. "You, too, have a stupid, cute face" he quoted her, laughing just a little. "And I like that" he added.

"You do?"

Sam nodded as he gotten closer to her, closing the gap between them. "I like you, Y/n." He said as he leaned down to place a soft kiss against her lips. All her worries had melted away in that moment of bliss. She'd dream of this very exact moment, but she'd never imagined this is how it'd happen. Over a drunk confession.

They were soon utterly interrupted by Dean, who had bursted into the room with bags of food. "Woah, what I miss?" He said as he had caught them by surprise.

Y/n and Sam looked at each other, a shade of pink on their cheeks as they held hands like kids in love.

#supernatural #sam winchester #dean winchester #deancas #sam and dean #sam winchester x reader #sam winchester x you #fanfic #yn #imagine #the winchesters #gif

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sanakiras · 5 months

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TREAT YOU BETTER

PAIRING — lee chan x fem!reader

WORD COUNT — 3.7k

SYNOPSIS — your boyfriend of five months has been treating you like hell, and one of your closest friends, lee chan, refuses to let it go on any longer, taking matters into his own hands.

TAGS — college au, best friends to lovers, cheating, explicit sexual content, mutual pining, mentions of reader struggling with low self-esteem, cheesy stuff, yes i did come up with this after accidentally listening to treat you better by shawn mendes, this didn’t turn out as good i hoped it would but oh well!

NOTE — first fic here. he looks so good in the wait m/v so i wanted to write something for him :D my beloved

the slam of the door behind you rings through your ears. you try to wipe your cheeks dry, hoping you don’t look like the tearful mess you are.

your voice feels raw from yelling for the past hour or so. it’s been going like this for the past two months at least twice a week, and you’re exhausted because of it.

as the rain pours, you notice the familiar car driving towards you, bright lights feeling heavy on your eyes. you open the door without hesitation to let yourself sink into the passenger’s seat, taking a few deep breaths, all without looking at the driver.

but the quiet sobs escaping you are enough to give it away.

chan has his one arm leaning on top of the steering wheel, the other gently touching your shoulder to make you look at him, but you refuse.

“i’m fine,” you stutter out, sniffing from the cold, “really.”

of course you’re not fine. both of you are more than aware of the toxicity of the situation. you getting into arguments with your boyfriend several times a week, resulting in you calling chan and staying over at his apartment for a night, only to hear you make it up to the guy the next day when you weren’t even in the wrong to begin with.

“we have a different definition of that, then.”

“it was just an argument. we’ll work it out in a couple hours.”

“it’s not normal.” he says, trying to get it through your thick skull without raising his voice. “it’s not normal, baby.”

you sniff, trying to somehow get rid of the pain beating against your forehead. “he can be so mean, and then… then he’s so sweet again.”

chan wants to rip his hair out of his head. five fucking months of this have passed at this point, and he doesn’t know how much more of it he can take. he’s not sure how to handle the situation the right way, either.

he’s been in love with you for years. years. since sophomore year in high school. it was never his intention to fall in love with you, nor did he think he would, but he did, and god did he fall hard. embarrassingly hard.

nevertheless, he was always too afraid to make a move. too afraid that you’d reject him and he’d be out of your life forever like he was never there in the first place.

but he’s grown up now. third year of university, twenty-two years old, longer hair, a leather jacket and a solid bunch of experiences. some great, some he’d rather forget.

and so five months ago, he’d finally mustered the courage. he was finally going to own up to his feelings and tell you the truth.

only for you to excitedly come up to him, telling him you’re seeing this guy. and it made his heart sink in his chest, but he pushed his feelings to the side for your happiness.

or so he tried.

your boyfriend treats you like shit. he was sweet in the beginning — they always are.

then the cracks in the façade started to show.

it’s not that you don’t see it. you do — but it’s difficult to leave when someone knows just how to keep you where they want you. every time you tell yourself you’re gonna break up with him, he sweet-talks you and says things can be fixed, and that going through a rough patch is normal.

but chan knows better.

he just needs you to know better as well.

it breaks his heart to see his favorite person let herself get hurt like this. he becomes a little more torn with every sob leaving your body, every tear spilling from your eyes.

he gently puts the buds of his fingertips on your chin and jaw, slowly turning your face to him so he can look you in the eye.

the tears are still quietly running down your cheeks, your face numb, now devoid of any emotion, ashamed to have him see you in this state.

“you’re killing yourself like this.” he whispers, voice laced with concern. “he’ll never make you happy.”

you sniff from your breakdown. “maybe it’s me. maybe i just need to stop giving him such a hard time—”

“don’t even think about finishing that sentence.”

“please, chan, just… just go and get me somewhere else. all i need is some breathing space — please.” you beg him.

he wants to scream, wants to tell you to break up with him for good, wants to walk into that damn house and do it himself — but he can’t.

instead, he obliges, driving you to his place.

his cozy one-person apartment feels like the best place in the world to you — the one place where you can get away from everything else.

you watch chan as he locks the door behind him, then leaning against it for a moment as he watches you sit on the armrest of the soft chair. “you okay? want some tea?”

the corners of your lips curl up at the suggestion. he knows you awfully well. “that’d be great.”

his lashes flutter before he nods, kicking his shoes off by the door.

once he’s busy in the kitchen, you bite your lip as you recall the way he softly talked to you in the car, eyes trailing past the curves of his arms and the sharpness of his jawline.

he’s dated more than you have. not much in high school, but definitely during the past three years he’s spent at college. though it doesn’t surprise you. he has such warmth to him, with the beautifully infectious sound of his laughter, that big smile and some of the prettiest eyes you’ve ever seen.

it wasn’t until recently you began to see him in a different light. whenever you saw him with a new girl, arm around her waist or over her shoulders, you secretly imagined yourself next to him more than once. you can’t believe you didn’t take notice of how handsome he was before.

but you’re too much of a coward to tread over that line of friendship, too much of a coward to see if maybe, just maybe, your feelings are requited.

“wanna stay here for a while?” he asks, hoping you’ll at least spend the night here before you go back to your boyfriend, as you’ve done countless times before.

“yeah. don’t feel like going back yet.” you smile, trying to somewhat make light of the situation.

“then don’t.”

you sigh at his response. “it’s not that easy.”

“why not?”

“because i don’t wanna throw something away the second things get hard.”

“there’s a difference between hard and unbearable. your case is the latter.”

feeling backed into a corner, even though he hardly means to do so, you turn the topic on him. “you’ve had some rough experiences with past girlfriends too and you stuck around.”

god. if only you knew he ended up leaving them because he never enjoyed being with them as much as he enjoyed being with you. “you’d be surprised.” he mutters under his breath, pouring two cups of tea, making yours exactly as he knows you like.

when you stay quiet, he tries to think of a way to get it through your head that you need to break up with your resident ass of a boyfriend.

“can i ask you something?”

“sure.”

“what’s it going to take for you to leave him?”

the question makes you look up before using a tone that almost sounds like you’re scolding him. “chan.”

“i’m serious. he’s treating you like shit. you call me crying every week.”

“it’s just—”

“no, it’s not ‘just a tough time’. you know it isn’t.” he interrupts, jaw clenched tight but voice controlled. he will not yell at you like that piece of trash does. “he’s a controlling, manipulative asshole. it’s not gonna get better. if anything, he’ll just treat you worse in the future.”

“yeah, well, not all of us have people lined up.”

the words have left your mouth before you can comprehend it, leaving you to lower your head in regret. not that it’s any less true. to you, anyway.

“what, and i do?”

“don’t you?”

he’s not sure what baffles him more — you thinking that he’s got girls lined up to date him or you thinking that you don’t have anyone else out there that would be willing to date you.

“what’s this really about?” he sits down on the empty coffee table, facing you directly. “what does my dating life have to do with yours?”

“nothing — it doesn’t. i never said it did.”

“then why the comment about me having people lined up? which i don’t, by the way.”

the answer sits at the tip of your tongue, but you can’t bring yourself to say it without looking away from him. “maybe not. but at least you won’t end up alone. i can’t say the same for myself.”

and there it is. the sole reason you’re still with the guy. your crippling fear of ending up alone, your heavy insecurity that makes you believe no one could possibly want you.

the last thing he wants is for you to get hurt — but he’d rather have you suffer through your first heartbreak than end up with someone who walks all over you like a doormat.

“please don’t take this the wrong way, sweetheart, but if you think that low of yourself, you’re a little stupid.”

the comment makes you snort. “well, it’s certainly fitting.”

he wipes some of your half-dried tears away, his one hand remaining to cup your cheek, an alarmingly intimate gesture.

“aside from the fact that there’s nothing wrong or shameful about ending up alone... i need you to know that you’re worth it. you’re gorgeous and intelligent and—” he halts for a moment, in a way confessing his love for you, not caring how cheesy it sounds, “—you deserve everything you want. ‘cause you’re one in a million.”

fuck, has he always looked at you that lovingly?

his words catch you off-guard for a moment before you press your lips together. “as much as i think it’s sweet of you to say those things, you’re only saying them ‘cause you’re my friend.” you interrupt him, having made up your mind.

after which chan shakes his head, gently twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers. “i’m saying it because it’s true. any guy would be lucky to have you in his life.”

“i don’t think ‘lucky’ is the term my boyfriend would use.”

“yeah, ‘cause he’s a fucking dick.” he immediately comments, adding the next part with a softer tone. “if you were with me, i sure as shit wouldn’t be acting like that.”

that last sentence catches your attention, and chan realizes what he just said, suddenly very aware he’s treading on thin ice now.

but it had to come out one way or another.

though you seem to be going along with his words, not showing any signs of being uncomfortable with it. “and who’s to say you wouldn’t break my heart?”

he sees the intrigue on your face and decides to lean in closer. “if i broke your heart, i’d be breaking mine as well.”

“i’m not convinced.” you murmur, just loud enough for him to hear, and chan feels his heartbeat quicken.

every rational thought going through his mind is thrown out of the window the moment he catches you staring at his lips. it’s enough for him to put his hand on your lower cheek and smash his lips against yours.

he kisses you like he always imagined he would. perhaps a little too enthusiastically, but he’s waited too long for this moment to care.

and you’re kissing him back.

you both get hot from adrenaline and arousal. his hands roam down your hips, but when you start pulling on the collar of his jacket, he finally has it in him to break the kiss.

“are you sure you want this? i don’t want you to feel pressured—”

“i’ve wanted this for so long, chan. take it off, please.”

maybe he should pinch himself to make sure he’s not dreaming. you’re underneath him, lips swollen, gazing at him like he’s your whole world and more.

he leans down again to pick you up, ensuring you’ve got your legs wrapped around his waist so he can carry you to his bedroom.

once he lays you down on the soft bed, you watch him take off his jacket and throw his shirt over his head, leaving him with his chest bare, elastic waistband of his underwear visible.

he’s a dancer in his spare time, but you know he’s been hitting the gym recently as well, and it’s paying off, noticing his bigger biceps and toned abs.

then he chuckles from the way you’re observing him, and that smile — that beautifully big smile is what you fell in love with.

one of many things, really.

you remove your basic long-sleeved shirt, exposing your skin before him, enjoying the way he’s looking at the black bra you’re wearing underneath.

you’re seated at the edge of the bed, at eye-level with his chest, which you kiss softly.

he follows your actions like a hawk, unable to keep his eyes off you. he proceeds to move your hair behind your shoulder, his right hand finding your jaw when he kisses you again, lips trailing down to your neck and collarbone.

his touches are slow and sensual. at the end of the day, it’s your first time together, and you both notice the pressure and tension that comes with it.

you’re both aching to touch each other more already, but it feels so much better like this.

he gently pushes you to lay on your back, hovering over you to kiss down your chest and stomach, smoothly pulling down your skirt before his fingers hook onto the fabric of your lace underwear.

“what’d you want me to do, pretty girl?” he asks while getting rid of your panties, looking you in the eye as he does it.

the nickname makes you shiver. “you can do anything you wanna do.”

“wanna eat you out. bet i’m better at it than that motherfucker.”

“not hard to beat when he never does it at all.” you mumble to yourself, but he hears it.

“are you kidding? has he ever even made you cum?”

you just give him a deadpan stare that has a hint of embarrassment to it, which is enough for him to know the answer.

just being aware of how bad that fucker treats you makes him want to prove to you that he can make you feel so, so much better. and that’s exactly what he’s gonna do.

he wastes no time, spreading your legs so his tongue can get to work. you shiver at the feeling of his mouth on you, biting your lower lip to not squeal already from sensitivity.

“no. none of that. i wanna be able to hear every sound you make.” he says after taking your hand away from your mouth. “you can pull on my hair if you like.”

“do you like that?”

“yeah, i enjoy a bit of pain.”

that makes you giggle a bit. “you masochist.”

to which he responds with a gentle pinch to your skin. “keep it in mind for next time, baby.”

fuck — you definitely will.

your hands run through his soft black hair. you’ve locked your legs behind his head, hips bucking up a little every time he hits a spot that feels good, his warm breath and wetness of his mouth on your pussy turning you on like crazy.

chan is pretty sure he’s descending into heaven when he hears you moan his name for the first time. he doesn’t know how many times he’s fucked his fist imagining that sound.

so he adds a finger to the warm and wet mess between your legs, sliding in easily, biting his own lip as he watches your reaction to it. you’ve got your head thrown back, one hand fisting the sheets, the other still holding his locks.

then he moves to a second, and not much later he’s got three of his fingers pumping in and out of you, arching them a little to find the right spot, rubbing and sucking on your clit.

“does that feel good?” he asks, just a bit out of breath, which is nothing compared to the writhing mess that’s you. he keeps messing with the pace, edging you a little every time, making you go crazy.

“please, channie, please let me cum—”

“i will if you answer me, baby.”

you whine, nodding at him desperately. “feels s’good, so fucking good.”

“want me to go faster?”

“please. god—need you inside me so bad.”

even he can resist so much. you’re so good for him, so he increases the pace of his fingers, relishing in the way you start squirming underneath him, trying to push him away and pull him closer all the same.

then you pull on his hair almost violently, making him moan against your pussy as you hit your first climax in a long time.

and he doesn’t stop yet — only once he sees you’ve regained focus does he pull his fingers out of you, sucking on them to savor the taste right before kissing you again, your trembling body aching for him.

he only breaks the kiss to reach for the drawer in his nightstand, grabbing a condom out of it, getting off of you to push off the last pieces of clothing still on him. the realization of the fact that your best friend is about to fuck you after god knows how long finally begins to dawn on you, and it makes your heart beat that much harder.

once he’s slipped the condom on, you move your hands to his neck and shoulders, biting your lip when you feel him push your legs behind his waist.

you gasp when he bottoms out of you for the first time. his head is buried in the crook of your neck as he finds his rhythm, sucking at your sensitive skin, not giving a damn whether he leaves marks on someone that’s technically not even his.

yet.

“do you remember that time we went to senior prom together?” he asks breathily, not slowing down even a little bit. “you were wearing that pretty blue dress. god, i wanted to take you home that night more than anything.”

you remember that. it was just before you two graduated high school together — he looked so dashing in his suit. you’d even imagined kissing him underneath the basketball bleachers like some cliche rom-com.

“so why didn’t you?”

“was too much of a pussy to do it.”

you bring yourself to chuckle inbetween your moans. “that’s a shame. i would’ve let you.”

just knowing that his feelings are reciprocated turns him on. he lifts his head up a little, kissing the front of your neck, your jaw, your cheeks — everything, only halting for a moment when he fucks you just a little faster, watching the way your eyes roll back from pleasure.

your hands run over his strong back as he pushes in and out of you at a steady pace, your lip nearly bleeding from how hard you’re biting it.

he hisses and relishes in the burning feeling of your nails digging into his shoulder blades.

“chan—god, harder, please—”

“i know, baby, i know, i got you.” he breathes out, changing up the position by hooking your legs over his shoulders.

it hits the exact right spot when he fucks you again, harder and deeper this time, your hands desperately clinging onto his skin, teeth sinking into your lower lip until they're nearly drawing blood.

beads of sweat roll down his muscular back. he feels you’re getting closer to hitting that release, so he moves one hand down to rub your clit again, aching to see you fall apart underneath him.

“fuck, ’s too much, channie—” you whine, throwing your head back in the pillow for a moment.

but he shakes his head, continuing, knowing you’re close. “you can do it, pretty girl. cum for me again. i wanna feel it.”

and he discovers that begging you works wonders, because it’s enough for you to come undone, clamping on his dick, making it feel so tight that he spills his own release into the condom mere seconds after.

with a layer of sweat on your foreheads, he feels how sensitive you are when he pulls out. he throws the condom in the trashcan, turning his face back to yours and kisses your lips more softly this time.

“how do you feel?”

“a little worn out.” you sigh, proceeding to show a smile. “but better.”

“good. how do you feel about taking a bath?”

“sounds nice.”

chan can’t help himself and leans in to kiss you again. he’s already getting awfully used to this, but one issue remains. “i wanna be with you. i meant everything i said tonight.”

the sentiment warms your heart. he’s always had that effect on you. “i know. i wanna be with you, too.”

he nods, happy with your words. “you go on ahead to the bathroom. i’ll clean things up here.”

“okay.” you tell him, pressing another kiss to his cheek before leaving the bedroom, feeling utterly lovesick.

he shares your feelings — it’s like he’s reliving that exciting feeling of seeing you the first few days after he realized he was in love with you.

there’s something that pulls him out of it, though. a certain vibrating sound. what is that? he thinks to himself.

and after looking around the room, he discovers it’s a phone receiving a call. your phone, to be exact, sitting in the back pocket of the jeans you discarded earlier.

the screen of your cellphone lights up, and he picks up the device, about to let you know someone’s calling — but his voice gets caught in his throat when he notices it’s the asshole who made you cry in the first place.

scoffing to himself, he taps the red button and declines the call.

thank you for reading. x

® SANAKIRAS — do not repost, remake or copy my work in any way whatsoever. translations are not allowed.

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llamagoddessofficial · 7 months

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Hey llama, I was thinking about the p&p servant au, and I was wondering how would mc react to all of the guys attending a party she's serving at? Would it upset her to see Sans being haughty with other humans?

HOHOHOHO... I would assume at this point she's not yet one of Skull's servants. She belongs to someone else, someone who doesn't appreciate her like they do.

Sans: As much as he wants to immediately seek her out and take up all of her time, to talk to only her... he understands that it's a very busy party, and she's working. He steals her for a little bit of polite conversation, but he doesn't trap her- he doesn't want her to get in trouble. He's very kind to her, as he always is... admiring her from afar, catching her in quiet corners whenever he can, and openly scowling at anyone who comments about her. She enjoys finding ways to sneak a few hushed words with him in passing, and she loves the genuine delight on his face when he sees her in the crowd.

Would she be upset by Sans being haughty? No, not at all. Sans is only like that with people of his station or higher, never with servants. For her, there's honestly something really enjoyable about watching Sans be shitty to the kinds of people who are often the cruellest to her. He gets to say and do the things she wishes she could.

Red: She loves when Red shows up. All the staff do. Even before she knew him personally, she enjoyed when he appeared at events- Red is the life of the party, and often ends up causing some kind of scene that becomes talk of the town. Excessive drinking, ruinously beating someone at cards, pitting two idiots against each other until they get into a fight... all the servants knew that if Red was there, it was going to be a delightfully gossip-filled night in the staff quarters. Especially since Red was absolutely the type to woo any of the particularly eye-catching servants.

She likes him even more after meeting him. Because Red is excellent at distracting the other party members- most importantly, he distracts the host, usually immediately after shooting her a wink. Without her employer breathing down her neck she can get some rest in the middle of an otherwise completely action-packed night.

Skull: If Skull showed up to a party, that's a huge win for the host, and a ridiculous amount of social clout for them. So if Skull appears at the house, and expresses any open interest in Mc (which of course he will)... her employer will basically command her to be Lord Skull's personal entertainer for the evening. "Do whatever is necessary to keep our guest happy. Understand?"

If Red is there to third wheel and keep the conversations going, Mc and Skull would both probably actually have a lot of fun. Red knows his friend very well, and he can quickly and easily 'translate' for him to keep her engaged and relaxed. She likes getting to chat and eat, and Skull is just absolutely delighted that she's sat close enough for him to see her eyes.

If, for some reason, Red isn't there... it might be a bit more awkward. Skull will follow her around like an overly affectionate cat, but he gets overcome with shyness the moment she tries to start anything resembling a conversation. She'd still enjoy it, though- sitting with a silent guy who likes to stare still beats working.

#llamagines #p&p au #the conversation with red there is lively and kinda adorable...#can watch skull's overwhelming love in real time #see the way he fawns over everything she does #conversation without red has a bit more crickets

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thefanficmonster · 1 month

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Piss off your parents pt.1

PART 2

PART 3

Colby Brock x Reader (Female)

Warnings: Drinking, Swearing

Genre: FLUFF, Friends to Lovers, Fake Dating, RPF (Real Person Fic)

Summary: You just wanted to rebel a little, how did it get to this?

"Y/N, you're fucking insane." Colby grumbles, struggling as he unbuckles one of his best friends out of the backseat of his car. She, however, seems completely unbothered by him maneuvering her into an upright position. She's giggling, actually, a direct contrast to her mascara streaked cheeks. She's drunk, wasted. Three sheets to the wind, if you will.

He already had to put two other drunk messes to bed tonight, Y/N's his third. He should be getting paid per person and per difficulty. Nate was the easiest to subdue, followed by Sam who put up a brief 'I'm not even drunk, dudeeee' kind of fight. And now her.

The party was at Sam's house so the previous two didn't require any special treatment other than being dunked into Sam's bed. Y/N however...

She'd pleaded with Colby, the most sober one of the bunch, to just let her be. Let loose, get drunk, flirt around a bit. That being said, four hours later - two hours past her curfew - when he tried prying her away from the drink table she put up one hell of a fight.

"You have the balance of a newborn giraffe! You're done! I'm cutting you off!" He'd yelled over the music, hearing his own parents' scolding in his tone but he ignored it. He had to take on the parenting role with his friends, it was his turn after all. He knows they'd do the same - they've done the same - when he was plastered. He owed them the same curtesy. Especially Y/N.

She's usually on parenting duty, not really on the heavy drinker side. But after the fight with her parents she told him about earlier, he can't blame her for wanting to drown it out with a few extra shots.

A few too many extra shots.

He was planning on just safely storing her in one of the guestrooms for the night and playing nurse the following morning when all three would undoubtedly have a hangover. But that's when Y/N's cognitive thought kicked in.

"My parents are gonna kill me if I don't make it home tonight! I can't sleep here!" She was - and still is - heavily slurring her words but the thought of further pissing off her folks drove her into an almost sobering panic. "Call me an Uber while I find my shoes. What time is it?"

Colby had carefully dodged around answering that question, knowing it would send her into a full blown heart attack knowing she was running so late. He tried telling her on time but she'd blown him off, saying she didn't care about the stupid curfew or at least that's how much he'd caught from her string of slurred rambles.

"You're not getting an Uber at this hour. Come on, I'll drive you." He'd said reassuringly as he picked up one of her stray shoes.

They soon found the second one and her missing purse and within fifteen minutes they'd gotten in his car and were gliding down the road with the speed of a tortoise. At this point in time Colby was neither drunk nor tipsy but that didn't stop him from sweating bullets as he operated the vehicle.

"I don't wanna go to Barton!" He'd believed she was asleep after the long stretch of silence following their departure so her sudden exclamation was quite startling.

"You won't, Y/N. You're coming with us to LA, remember?" He believed in that lie as much as she did, but he needed to soothe her somehow.

"Not according to mom! I'm gonna be stuck here in Kansas all my life!" Her anger was now engulfed by sobs Colby gently offered tissues for.

He stayed quiet and let her ramble, only partially listening to the words spilling directly from her heart. He especially tried drowning out the part where she went on a whole rant abut her massive crush on Nate.

But, alas, he wasn't successful, seeing as how he was white-knuckle-gripping the steering wheel more than half the way to her house.

That's how they've ended up here - one a giggly and mascara stained drunken mess and the other a bitter and regretfully sober babysitter. Well, babysitter, Uber driver and therapist all in one. He really should start charging for his services.

He wraps one of Y/N's arms around his shoulders, securing it there by holding her hand while his other arm fixates itself around her waist to keep her upright and at least semi steady on her feet.

With a silent prayer, he tries pushing the front door open with zero luck. It's locked.

He's cycling through all the stages of grief as he comes to terms with the fact that he will, unfortunately, have to ring the bell and alert Y/N's parents of their arrival.

He does just that, although quite begrudgingly, sighing heavily when he sees a light turn on through one of the windows. The sound of oncoming footsteps follows.

His eyes are soon met with the unpleasant glare of Y/N's mom who - as he's picked up on from their handful of interactions - already isn't very fond of him.

Just him!

She's lovely to Sam and Nate, but he's not extended the same curtesy. You can visibly see the air around her get colder when she approaches him whereas she's always been so kind and welcoming to the other two people in their friend group. He hasn't been able to figure out why. Bringing it up to Y/N proved futile as she just shrugged and shook her head.

"No clue, Colbs. But don't take it personally. She's just like that." She had said, but it didn't sit right with Colby. It made no sense. And it continues to bother him.

And unnerve him, specifically now as he's being stared down by her icy gaze.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Mrs. Y/L/N....just bringing Y/N home. She had a little too much to drink." There's no way in hell he could've concealed her drunkenness. She's hanging off of him with her head bowed, her hair forming a curtain over her face. He wouldn't be surprised if he were to find her already asleep.

"You know where her room is." There's an edge to her scoff that could slit a man's throat, but Colby chooses not to dwell on it. Truly, he can't, seeing as how she's already moving away from the doorway and down the hall into the living room, leaving him to deal with the mess she thinks he caused.

He can't find it in himself to be offended right now, although he probably will be later. He has bigger fish to fry.

And so, with his options limited, he opts to pick her up bridal style so he can easily carry her up the stairs. He hopes to God her parents don't see this and get the wrong idea.

Oh if he only knew what's to come...

As carefully as he can, he settles his unconscious best friend on her bed, tucking her in. He's murmuring reassuring words under his breath as he does so, not sure if they're meant for her or him but in the end it all works out.

"Night, Y/N." With that whispered in the darkness of the room and a gentle kiss on her temple, he makes his exit, briefly stopping at the bottom of the stairs to peek into the living room, "Good night, Mrs. Y/L/N."

"It's almost morning." Her reply is on-par with most of their interactions so he just pushes past it, shaking his head slightly before leaving out the front door.

As he does so, he notices the sky has taken on a brighter shade of blue, signaling Y/N's mom really wasn't exaggerating. With a sigh, he gets back behind the wheel, heading to Sam's house to check on his other two patients.

* * * * *

Her head is pounding but you'd never be able to tell from the giant grin on her face as she sprints through the neighborhood, skipping through backyards and hopping the occasional fence to cut the trip short. The strap of a duffle bag is slung over her shoulder, she's clutching onto it tightly. It has all her belongings in it, after all. It's of upmost importance she doesn't lose it.

That's be rather unfortunate right after spontaneously moving out, wouldn't it?

She wouldn't say she got kicked out of the house per-se. That would indicate that she was thrown out against her will. Quite the contrary actually. She was more than happy to leave. Had she known those were the magic words, she would've said them so much sooner.

She catches herself before she can make a face-first collision with Sam's front door, stopping to catch her breath and knock a couple of times. And a couple more times. And a few more times.

It's safe to say she's impatient. But with the news she has, you can't blame her.

"Stop! Stop!" A disheveled Sam finally opens the door, one hand partially covering his pale face, "Too loud..."

Y/N gives herself a moment to feel guilty and hug him apologetically before dashing inside. "Colby's here, right?"

"Yeah!" She hears his voice coming from the kitchen and immediately makes a beeline in his direction, dropping her bag in the foyer.

Upon entry, she finds Colby and Nate sitting by the kitchen island, both in different stages of 'the morning after'. Despite the crippling headache, however, the latter finds it in him to give her a genuine smile, sliding off the stool to envelop her in a hug.

"Aww, is someone hungover?" She mocks Nate, sneaking a sip from his Gatorade.

"Hey!" He complains, reaching over to snatch the bottle from her, "Give it back! I need it way more than you do."

Colby, unable to stomach their interaction - for reasons he doesn't want to get into right now - busies himself by looking down at his phone.

He's known of Y/N's little crush on Nate for months now. At first it was only speculation based off her demeanor around him. And then it was more like a punch to the gut when she tipsily confirmed it one night.

"Colbs?" Her voice snaps him out of his brief bitter spiral, forcing him to look up, "Can I borrow you outside for a sec?"

He's struggled with saying 'no' to her since the day they met. Not that he wants to turn her down, he just wishes he could.

And wishes she didn't. Without even knowing it. Turn him down, that is.

With a nod, he follows her out to the patio where the sun isn't kind to either of them, adding gasoline to the fire of their raging hangovers.

"Sup?" Try as he might, he has never been good at feigning nonchalance around her.

It's surprising to see her nervous. For once, he believes their playing field to be even. "So...I've got good news wrapped up in bad news."

Her words would panic him a lot more had she not come in like a force of nature with a gleaming smile adorning her face. Still, it's not at the top of the list of things he wants to hear on a Saturday morning. So, with an exaggerated sigh, he signals for her to continue, "I'm all ears. The last twenty four hours can't get much worse."

He watches her face twist as she cringes, well aware she's about to prove him wrong, "Well...." With a deep breath, she finally spits it out, "The good news is, I'm coming with you guys to LA."

Colby doesn't spare a second, momentarily forgetting the bad news she'd mentioned as he scoops her up in a hug, "No fucking way! Hell yeah! I fucking told you!" He can't describe the immense joy and relief he's feeling right now. "Kiss that Barton College shit goodbye!"

Giggling, Y/N kicks her feet, looking for solid ground beneath them. Not that she's in a rush to be set back down. In fact, for a split second, she wishes this moment could last forever.

But, she's aware it's impossible.

Suddenly, she feels guilt creeping in for even letting that thought run loose in her head. She doesn't even know how or why it popped up.

She just knows she's about to ruin it all.

"One problem..." It's actually far more than one, but they'll dissect that later on. She just has to get the main one out the way, "You see, how that came to be...."

"You have no shame! You get wasted at parties, break rules, come home past curfew." Mrs. Y/L/N's voice is shaking the house, echoing twice as loudly in Y/N's head as she's just trying to eat a bowl of cereal. "Random people are bringing you home at dawn!"

She has the gull to argue back, "Colby is not just some random person, mom!"

"Oh yeah, he of all people was the one bringing you home! What the hell, Y/N?!"

Her mom has never liked Colby. The problem is, no one knows why. Y/N isn't sure if her mom even knows why. She tried asking once, it didn't go over so well.

But that's when two and two click together into a four in her head - a bright idea. Actually, 'dim' would be better. Nothing bright is welcome within her proximity with the splitting headache she's nursing.

Without a second thought, she blurts out: "What's so wrong with having my boyfriend take me home after a party?"

Her words ring out like a gunshot in the quiet house. Yet they are nothing in comparison to the explosion of her mother's anger in response.

Colby's mouth is hanging open, his gaze piercing through more so than focusing on his friend.

She, on the other hand, is sweating bullets, anxiously waiting for him to say something and break the long silence that has fallen upon them. When he doesn't, she wills herself to whisper a mousy little "I'm sorry."

Finally, a voice leaves his parted lips: "Y/N, you're fucking insane."

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mavrintarou · 8 months

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[1:56 PM] Suna Rintarou

Warning: mild angst, fluff and smut .

You glared at your best friend Hana as she zipped up the tent, her face disappeared on the other side as she mouthed sorry.

She was not sorry, you knew Osamu and Hana set you up.

You kicked your feet as you made your way to your tent a few feet away. You took a deep breath before entering. Inside your tent is Suna Rintarou, your ex-boyfriend who is drunk and out cold. He was sprawled on your twin-size airbed that you had packed. Good thing you had not rolled out your sleeping bag that was still rolled up on at the corner.

Sighing you zipped close the tent door to prevent any bugs from entering. You dimmed your lantern low and hooked it so you could make your way to the person you dreaded and ignored all night.

If you had known he was going to come, you would not have agreed to the trip even though the trip was supposed to be a couple’s trip. After your break up, Rin backed out, saying he wouldn’t go anymore, leaving it up to you if you wanted to go. Since you already paid and prepared, you decided to be the third wheel. He showed up at the last minute and unexpectedly a few hours later with nothing. He brought no gears at all.

Osamu agreed that he and Rin could share a tent and Hana and you could share yours. At the end of the night, the two men got completely wasted. Osamu went to his tent to ‘change’ and never came back. Hana found him knocked out cold.

Rin was snoring away in the camping chair and passed out.

“Can’t I just leave him out here?” The fire was still hot, it would keep him warm.

Hana was not pleased with your question.

“Can’t we just bring him into your tent and he can sleep with Osamu?”

Hana shook her head, “you know Osamu, he gets clingy and becomes a baby in the morning when his hangover hits him.”

“Then… can’t you just sleep with the two of them?”

The deadly look in Hana’s eyes made you give in.

You ended up dragging Rin to your tent.

You sighed and began changing, even though you two dated for two years and seen each other, you still felt conscience changing in front of him even if he was dead asleep.

“Y/n?”

You quickly pulled our shirt down and spun around, seeing Rin sitting up and blinking at you.

“I thought I was sleeping with Osamu?”

“Yeah I thought so too but your friends abandoned you with me. You are more than welcome to go stay with them now that you’re awake.” You took a deep breath, trying to push away your irritation. “You can sleep on the air bed, there’s a blanket right there and the pillow.” If it wasn’t for the fact that you were aware that he was being treated for shoulder pain, you would have forced him to sleep on the ground.

“What about you?”

You pointed to your rolled up sleeping bag, “I’ll take the sleeping bag.”

“Let’s share.”

It wasn’t even a question.

“No.”

“The floor is hard,” he touched the ground as if to prove his point.

“Then you can sleep in the sleeping bag,” you offered.

“It’ll hurt my back.” He grabbed the pillow and blanket, “there is only a blanket and pillow, you won’t have one if I take it.”

“Maybe you should have brought your own gear, Rintarou?”

“I didn’t think I was going to come,” he replied nonchalantly, “it’s just sharing a sleeping bag and pillow on an air bed.” He said it as if it wasn’t that big of a deal.

“No.”

“We’ve done it before.”

“Yeah, when we were dating.”

He stared at you before raising his hands in the air in defeat. “Fine, take the floor then.”

You tossed and turned, unable to fully fall into a deep slumber even though you were exhausted. Your conscience kept reminding you that your ex-boyfriend was sleeping right next to you.

You don’t know why you were making it a big deal but you couldn’t help but create this awkward tension between you two.

“Y/n?”

You couldn’t distinguish if it was real or a dream, so you continued to keep sleeping.

“Y/n?”

You groaned, finally feeling yourself slip into sleep when he whispered your name. “Hmm?”

“I’m cold.”

You weren’t sure if you were hearing things or if he was really talking to you.

“I’m cold, Y/n.”

“Me too.” You mumbled incoherently, slipping into sleep-land.

“You are?”

“No…”

“What?”

“… what?”

“Are you cold?” he asked, you could feel his finger tapping your nose.

You brushed his finger away, turning to snuggle deeper into the sleeping bag, “yeah…”

The math was not adding up in your head. You had no idea how your sleeping bag that was on the ground was now on the air bed. What really did not add up, was how you and Rin were both crammed into one sleeping bag.

His arms wrapped securely around you, legs tangled with yours in the narrow sleeping bag. He slept on the side where the zipper was making it hard for you to sneak out without waking him up.

“It’s only 5, go back to sleep,” a husky voice murmured.

You looked up, Rin still had his eyes closed. “How do you know?”

“I checked ten minutes ago.”

You remained silent, just staring at his sleeping face, or pretend sleeping face. Rintarou was truly a handsome beast. His piercing emerald eyes captivated you from the very first moment, yet it was his charmingly wide grin that effortlessly captured your affection – your heart and he continues to possess it to this day.

The relationship fallout wasn’t solely due to a lack of communication but rather a lack of understanding. Both of you were expressing your frustration and needs, but neither was truly grasping the other’s perspective. This led to constant arguments where you talked past each other instead of finding a common ground.

Rintarou wanted quiet relaxing time at home after spending more than ten hours at the gym while you wanted to explore and be out after working a whole day at home.

A single disagreement ignited a series of arguments, gradually widening the gap between you. Eventually, both of you came to the difficult realization that parting ways would be the most suitable decision.

“Do you miss me?” He opened his eyes, his green eyes piercing into yours.

You looked away, clearing your throat. “What do you think?” Of course, you missed him, like crazy.

“It’s a yes or no question, Y/n.”

You divert your gaze to his Adam’s apple. It bobbed as he probably swallowed the lump in his throat waiting for your response. You nodded your head.

Your chin was tilted until your eyes met his, “use your voice, did you miss me?”

“Yes,” you mumbled quietly. The nine weeks he was absent felt agonizing, with not a single day or night passing without thoughts of him crossing your mind. His hoodie which you had taken before the breakup became your sleeping companion, and the teddy bear he gave you on your first anniversary provided you solace as you held it every night.

“I missed you too, like a fucken maniac,” he pressed his forehead against yours. “Can we give it another try?” His voice cracked, his gaze locked onto you with eyes shimmering with emotions. “Make as many attempts as it takes, as long as we don’t part ways? Hmm?”

“Yes, please, let us try again,” you tighten your arm around his waist. “I missed you like a depressing maniac.”

His chuckle warmed your heart and you are determined to hear it for the rest of your life.

You snuggle against his chest, inhaling his scent. The scent on his hoodie was beginning to fade.

The sentimental moment is suddenly ruined when you feel something jabbing into your lower tummy. You looked up at Rin, “seriously?”

“You keep rubbing against me!”

“Shh!”

His arms tightened around you, holding you still, “it misses you…”

You shook your head, containing your fit of giggle. “You’re unbelievable.” You free yourself from his hold and lift yourself onto your elbow, “do you think they’ll hear us?”

Rin’s eyes grew wide, and he asked incredulously, “are you being serious?”

You push him onto his back and swing your leg over his body. You push your sweatpants and panties off and undo the buttons to his jeans. “Can’t believe you didn’t bring any other clothing.”

Rin hummed, probably not even listening to you as you freed his cock out from his boxer. You stroke his long, lean, and pretty cock with one hand. “I don’t suppose you have a condom with you?” His eyes finally met yours and he shook his head. “I’ll make an exception this one time,” you lift your hips and align his cock against your pussy, “I’ll let you cum inside of me.”

You cover your mouth as you lowered yourself onto his cock, muffling your moans. You are reminded that you are outdoors with Hana and Osamu’s tent less than twenty feet away. Your hips rocked slowly before Rin intertwine your fingers together, giving you leverage to bounce on his cock.

“Fuck,” he whispered hoarsely, “I miss you… you feel so good…” he tugged you until you pressed against his chest. He thrusts up into you, you slap your hand over your mouth to contain your moan. “I missed you so much,” he murmured against your ear, “I love you so much and I never want to be without you again.”

“I know – I know, Rin,” you whispered back, his hips hitting yours was beginning to echo. “Rin, not too fast… they might hear us…”

“Fuck them…” he chuckled, “this is make-up sex, and if they don’t – “

“Yes! Yes, Osamu!” You and Rin froze, as Hana’s voice could be heard loud and clear. “Just like that… oh! Harder!”

You both covered your mouth, laughing quietly.

“Well,” Rin kisses your neck, “glad we aren’t the only ones.”

You look down at him, whispering, “I love you so much too.” Your lips pressed against his in a soft kiss, and you rocked your hips, meeting his thrusts.

Rin’s movement suddenly stopped as he rolled you over onto your back. “I have to admit I was not expecting outdoor sex but I’m not complaining. I can’t wait to go home, this air bed hurt my back,” he rocked his hips slowly, pressing his forehead against yours, his hand reaching to intertwine your fingers together. “I made an assumption but…” he paused, catching his breath, “you’ll go home with me, right?”

You nod your head, “yes… I want to go home with you.” He was close just like you, his hips fastened and his thrusts became deeper until his last thrust. Your soft whimper is kissed away against his mouth as he cums inside of you.

“So, did it work?” You look at Hana confused, and she gives you an obvious look. “Us having sex, did it make you guys want to have make-up sex?”

. . .

E/n: Quick whip up cause the idea came unexpectedly lol

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brooooswriting · 11 months

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Hello I wanted to request a Tara fic and basically it’s like the reader being kind of like the lame friend and she’s just hangs out alone all the time playing with her legos or Mario on her Nintendo and she’s basically a big child or she’s healing her inner child and she’s the type of person that’s only friends with the old lady from the bakery and tara falls in love with her and can you make it like at first when she tells sam or the whole friend group that she’s falling for the reader they don’t approve because the friend group doesn’t like reader that much because they think she’s childish and immature and maybe they think she’s ghostface because she’s alone most of the time you could choose how it ends but yeah

(Reader is not their friend perhaps she could be a roommate or an acquaintance but she hangs out with them sometimes because she doesn’t have other friends)

Stray dog

Tara Carpenter x reader

You were a bit of a loner, you didn’t like big groups of people which was obvious as you never really showed up to any parties or other big events. In fact you barely showed up to anything except the lectures which was why barely anyone really knew you. You preferred being alone, maybe playing some games. The only thing you went to was a small cafe not far from the campus, you always studied there when you were still in high school and by now it was your safe haven of some sort. Claudia, the elderly lady who owned the cafe was a sweetheart and took you in whenever you needed. She let you stay there for hours on hours playing games, eating or learning.

You went there even more since you became Mindys roommate. Don’t get it wrong, she was a nice girl but you get a feeling that she wasn’t the biggest fan of you, constantly mumbling something about you tricking the dorm lottery and she always had her girlfriend over which made you feel weird when you were there. Not that Anika wasn’t incredibly nice to you but you felt like the third wheel. The only time you stayed, even if it was just for a bit, was when Tara was there. Not that you talked a lot but she was nice to you, always flashed you a smile, made Mindy shut up about ‘your weirdness’ and even outside of the dorm she sometimes waved at you.

Most people think that you were irresponsible and a big child, Mindy and her twin brother were definitely two of those people. But that was incorrect, at least for the most part, sure you liked video games and legos and stuff but that didn’t mean that you were irresponsible. Tara was also one of the people who believed that you weren’t the most responsible person, she thought you were nice and sweet nonetheless, but responsible? No!

At least until she went to Claudia’s cafe one day and behind the counter wasn’t the sweet elderly lady or Nancy, her only employee, no. You stood behind the counter, an apron wrapped around you and a smile on your face as you greeted the costumers. “Good morning, what can I get ya?” You asked her as you looked at a notepad in front of you, scribbling something down. “Can I get a latte and” that was the moment you looked up for the first time since she entered the cafe and your heart skipped a beat. She ordered the rest and decided to stay in the cafe, she wanted to figure out why you were here.

“Your coffee and your cinnamon roll” you said as you placed both items in front of her, ready to turn around and leave. “Wait” she grabbed your wrist which caused you to turn around, “since when are you working here” She asked you carefully, scared that she’d sound rude in any way. “Claudia isn’t feeling well, so I told her to go home and I’d look out for the cafe” you answered right as a customer came inside. “I gotta” you just pointed to the counter before walking off.

When the customer left you noticed that Tara’s drink was empty and decided to make her another one. “Here’s a refill” you told her as you placed the cup in front of her which made her look up from her notes. “Thanks. Do you maybe wanna sit with me for a while? At least until somebody comes back you know” you checked the door before awkwardly sitting down, it was weird.

The mood quickly lifted when she started joking about one of your professors. You then just talked about random stuff, she showed interest in your games and you showed interest in her friend group and her studies. “Oh, I gotta go. You here tomorrow too?” She asked as her phone started ringing constantly, “I guess, depends on how Claudia is feeling. Plus, I’m here 90% of the time, don’t have a lot of other things ya know” you smiled as you whipped the table where you just ate. “Well, you could eat with us tomorrow” Tara said which made you furrow your brows. “Uhm, yeah, I might think about it” you clearly weren’t, her friends hated you and you’ve only seen her sister once but you were in fact rather sure that she hated you too.

The next day there was a knock on your door, which confused you as Mindy was already gone and there was nobody who would come for you. But you opened the door to find Tara. “What you doing here?” You asked her, “we are having lunch” she said and pulled you out without waiting for an answer. The second you saw her friends your hands turned sweaty and you started playing with the bands of your hoodie. “I’m not sure about this, they don’t like me” you mumbled to her shortly before arriving. “It will be fine, please” she smiled at you which made you just accept the fact that you were going to eat with them.

From then on it was like you were a stray puppy adopted by Tara Carpenter, she came to the cafe nearly every time you were there and she often smuggled you into her apartment. It went like that for about 4 weeks. These 4 weeks made Tara fall for you head over heels, the way you were so caring and childish at the same time, she loved the way you were so pure when you talked about the new Lego set and how you would always take over shifts at the cafe when Claudia needed someone. So she decided to talk to Mindy and Anika about it. “Guys, I need your help” she stated as she sat down in front of them, “uhh what’s up?” Mindy asked as her arm wrapped around Anika’s shoulder. “I think I fell in love” Anika smiled softly while Mindy gasped, “omg who is it? Is it Chad? Omg is it him?” She was grinning from ear to ear just gushing about how cute that’d be. “No it’s not Chad” there was a small moment of silence before she gathered all her courage, “it’s y/n” she mumbled. Mindy grunted and Anika giggled, “she’s a big child Tara, I’m sorry but is there even anything you can talk about with her? I mean except for I don’t know Mario kart or some shit” the way Mindy talked about you made her heart clench, yeah you were a bit childish but you were actually really nice and you always talked kindly about Mindy and that she was a great roommate and that you were sad that she hated you. “Mindy, come on” her girlfriend mumbled while nudging her side, “you’re an ass” was all Tara said before storming off into her room, immediately looking her door.

“Great Job” Anika mumbled to her girlfriend who looked at her in disbelief, “oh come on, Tara barely knows her” the brunette said which caused the other one to roll her eyes. “But she does, they’ve been meeting up in the bakery down the street nearly everyday, so go and apologize to Tara. She really likes that girl and you were very unfair” Mindy sighed but went to Tara’s room nonetheless. “Tara, can you please open the door so we can talk?” She called out but only got a ‘no’ as an answer which caused her to go back to the living room.

4 hours later and Tara still didn’t leave her room, she texted you but didn’t get an answer. You were still working at the cafe which explained your lack of interaction. “What’s up with her?” Sam asked when she had been home for over an hour and still didn’t see her sister, “Mindy was an ass to one of her friends and now she’s mad” Anika explained causing Sam to nod, “the one from the bakery?” She asked, Mindy and Anika’s jaws dropping. “You know about her?” They asked completely shocked. “Yeah, I was them together a couple of times and Tara sucks at sneaking people in” the explanation made sense to them causing them to drop the topic for a moment. “You should get her here” the older Carpenter suddenly said causing the twin to look up, “huh?” “Well, I think she’s the only one who could get Tara out of there right now, we all know how stubborn she can be and you have a chance to apologize” the plan was good, the others had to agree. So Mindy stood up and made her way to their dorm room which was empty.

“Sam? How am I supposed to find her? She isn’t at our dorm” Mindy said as she called the brunette. “Look for her at the bakery” so she made her way there to find you sitting at one of the chairs drinking a coffee, it was your time off. “Y/n?” She called out causing you to turn in surprise, “hey, how can I help you?” You asked still confused why the girl was talking to you. “Look, I said some stupid shit and now Tara is mad at me and won’t come out of her room” she told you which immediately made you worry, “oh, I’m sorry” you tried to play it cool as you tried to check your phone for the first time in 6 hours without her noticing. “I’m asking you to come with me so she finally leaves her room” you nodded before telling Claudia that you had to go because of Tara, the elderly woman loved Tara. “Of course honey, here take a cinnamon roll for her. Maybe use it to confess your love” she grinned as she gave you the bag while you blushed, Mindy just stared at you. “thanks C, I’ll see you tomorrow”

You quietly followed Mindy as if you didn’t know where the younger Carpenter lived. When you entered all eyes immediately landed on you, which made you so uncomfortable that you blushed. “Im gonna, you know… get Tara” you mumbled and quickly walked away, knocking on the door you knew so well. “Go the fuck away Mindy, I told you I don’t wanna talk to you” came the most beautiful voice from the other side. “Uhm, want me to go tell her that?” You asked awkwardly standing in front of the door. Suddenly the door was ripped open and you were pulled inside causing you to yelp. “What are you doing here?” She asked as she fell into your arms, “well Mindy told me to come, something about you not leaving your room” you answered with your arms wrapped around her shoulder to pull her even closer. You hugged in silence for a bit until she unwrapped her arm and threw herself onto the bed behind you. You decided to sit next to her, your hand rubbing her back carefully, “wanna tell me what made you that mad?” The question could make her flip so you had to be careful. Her face was squished into the pillows making it impossible to understand the words that left her mouth.

“Tara, honey, I can’t understand a single thing if you don’t turn towards me” you mumbled lifting your hand from her back, “Mindy said some stupid shit” this time you got it and chuckled at her answer. “How is that new?” Your answer made her chuckle too which you counted as a win. “She said rude things about you when I” she stopped abruptly chairing you to raise your eyebrows, “when you what?” You pressed, interested in what she could have said that made her mad when Mindy talked bad about you, because let’s be honest, it was nothing new.

“T, come on. You know you can tell me anything” this seemed to make her break, she suddenly sat up and placed herself onto your lap, hugging you close, “I told her that I was in love with you and she called you childish and a big child and shit” you chuckled lightly as you hugged her even closer. “She’s right, let’s be true but even as a big child I can love you like the adult women I’m supposed to be. Just not on Tuesdays, I play Mario kart online” you smirked while she giggled into your neck, you then pulled her back a bit so you could look at her. “But for real, I do love you and I want to take you on a date, a real one” she immediately nodded and pressed several kisses to your lips.

“Well, that was actually cute” Mindys voice broke you two apart, Tara nearly falling of your lap. “Get the fuck out” she called out and threw a pillow at the other girl. Mindy just ignored her and sat down next to you “I gotta say sorry I guess, you do look after Tara, but you’re still a big child” you laughed and nodded before mumbling a thank you while Tara just hid in your neck. “Now, I’ll leave you two lovebirds alone” she grinned and left, closing the door behind her.

“So about that day” She smiled and kissed you again.

Gosh you were so in love

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thesensteawitch · 3 months

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About Your Future Potential Partner!🌹❤️

Pick A Pile Reading

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(Left to Right - Pile 1, Pile 2, Pile 3)

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Pile 1

Tarot Cards- 10 of cups, The Wheel of Fortune, 3 of Cups, 4 of Wands, 10 of Pentacles, Judgement, 5 of Wands

Hello, my beautiful, pile 1. I literally have tears in my eyes right now! I AM FEELING SO SO SO HAPPY FOR YOU! What I am about to say might feel unbelievable to you too. I just saw 10 of cups I was like wow. And then I saw 10 of pentacles and there was another wow. And then I read in a card, “You're very close to achieving your goals!” And currently, I hear, “I have waited long enough to finally say ‘I do’.....I swear I always knew. It's always been you!” There are other favorable cards too in this pile. So I see one thing very clearly an old relationship or a situation where you already knew this person is being renewed!!!!! My God! And I'll tell you why I had tears in my eyes. It's because I feel you had no hope. For you, it was over. Some of you even felt like or still feel that you have been on a waiting period for a very very very long time now. And even if it hasn't been that long it did feel that way. This person is going to bring the world to your feet. They will be looking for stability and something long-term. You've been in this period of recovery and finding yourself. I see rebirth! Wheels will be turning again and this time will bring a book into your love life. You'll finally have this partner for the long term. The only thing that I feel may stop you is the thought of the past because I see that things didn't go so well with this person in the past. You have so many doubts. You aren't capable of trusting them again. 10s and 20s may be significant. Everything will fall in place with this person again at divine timing. (If any of you guys' relationship has been toxic and you don't want them back in your life then this is not your pile my dear. I suggest you to choose another one.) For some of you, I also see that in the past there was third-party involvement and insecurities from one or both ends. Now let's talk about this person. Though I don't think that I have to tell you about who they are still I'll tell you about their intentions. They are looking for a family with you. They see both of you as an end game. I also sense that they are very emotional. I also sense that they are hardworking and care a lot about financial stability. If nothing's happening right now then know that they are exhausted with their life. But when their true nature is quite playful. I think they are going through something challenging right now and are trying to resolve some things in their personal lives. You're being advised to not think too much and surrender this situation to God. Energetically you need to let go of something from the past to let something new enter. I also hear, “They didn't even put up a fight. They didn't even make a sound. I found a way to let you in but I never really had doubt. Standing in the light of Halo I got my angel now.” You're just not supposed to do anything about this situation. Just focus on yourself. That's what the universe wants you to do. Don't even stay in the waiting energy. Just surrender! Book a reading with me if you want to manifest your true love. The reading is only for $10.

Pile 2

Tarot Cards- The Devil, Knight of Swords, Queen of Swords, 2 of Wands, Page of Pentacles, Knight of Pentacles

The first thing I heard was that your future potential partner is not going to make you wait at all!!!! They are going to be so assertive and will follow you like crazy. Don't worry they won't stalk you, haha! They will have pure intentions! But I see they love to talk and love to say things out loud. They will be the kind of person who is always up to something. They will just see you and they will know that you are their person. You will travel with them a lot. They will be someone who takes no pride in going after what they want. They won't be egoistic at all. They can be quite blunt or brutally honest at times. But as quick they will be it will take a lot of time for them to finally have you. Their manifestations take time to come to fruition. They are someone who will have big dreams! They will be quick learners and will have a lot to talk about. They may also be drawn towards spirituality or their path will take them that road. I also sense that they will be someone who is always outdoors, enjoying life. They are so so so outspoken! Their talk will just blow your mind and your heart will race listening about their wonderland. I also hear a message from them, “If we go down then we go down together! We'll get away with everything let's show them we are better.” So I also sense that they won't want anything casual with you. Everyone will know about you and them. Participating in their wildest fantasies might scare you off or put you off guard. I also sense that deep down they have this fear of being left alone. That no one will ever join them in their crazy ideas. They won't be delusional. They will be someone who wants different things compared to the crowd. And it will be a quite transforming journey for you if you join them and I don't think you'll regret it. Their view of the world will be quite different. Though they will be fond of the sun there's a sun burning within them that lights up any room they enter. The challenge for you will also be to understand their wounds because that is what will make you irreplaceable in their lives. I also hear from them, “Nobody ever knows. Nobody ever sees. I left my soul back then and now I am too weak.” Their past relationships were too damaging for them. They can be someone with abandonment wounds. But I see they'll work through all their wounds they just need genuine connections. Because deep down they hold a lot of past wounds and they know what losing people truly means. Nevertheless, they will be a full package of love and light. Book a reading with me to manifest your person. The reading is only for $10.

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Tarot Cards- Ace of Wands, Page of Wands, 6 of Cups, Ace of Cups, The Devil, The High Priestess, Wheel of Fortune

Hello, my beautiful pile 3. Silence by Marsmello is your future person's vibe. They will have strong water placement. They are so stuck in their past! They just hold onto what happened to them and only reveal bits and crumbs of their life. They will also have trust issues. I hear from them, “How do I love? How do I love again? How do I trust? How do I trust again? I stay up all night. Tell me I am alright...Every night I am dancing with your ghost.” For some of you, I also sense that this is someone who knows from your past. This future person can be a past life partner too. (If you were attracted to pile 1, do read it. I think it may have a message for you.) This person will look for escape rather than facing their wounds. They will be someone deeply wounded. A wild panther who has been hurt by many people. They can also be an overthinker. They'll be overflowing with emotions but won't know where to navigate them and how to express them. Some days they may burst out with sentimental words and then the other days they may just waste overthinking about every action of yours and theirs. Honestly, they'll be too naive when it comes to love. They will be so lonely and maybe someone who would give in to temptations or will just put themselves into lots and lots of work so that they can run away from their true emotions. You should be cautious dealing with this person, pile 3. There may be parts of yourself that you need to heal to not let this toxicity consume you. Because for some of you, I see that you may end up talking to them because they will be someone from the past, someone who was dear to you. No matter what their experience has been nobody deserves to take in other people's toxicity. So they can be someone who just pulls back their energy as soon as they see a single sign of danger. I do see major shifts happening in this situation when they enter your life. A lesson that you may need to learn from this person will be surfaced. It's very specific but I see that they can be someone who sings or something about their voice will be very captivating. I feel that you'll be someone who will be a blessing from the universe in their lives. They may or may not recognize it. Choosing you will make their lives better but ghosting you and avoiding you will only mean that they are missing out on a blessing they wished to have when they were at their lowest. What a tragedy! You've got nothing to do. You just be yourself. Walk away immediately when you're not valued. Keep yourself elated. You are the light that the world needs perhaps that will be your role in their lives. Wish them well but never let yourself down. Honestly, your light will trigger them because they would have been in darkness for such a long time. Just a warning, that they will change their mind often and you're not supposed to keep getting into on-and-off situations with them. Be very clear while communicating. They may even self-sabotage (already warning you). But it's okay. At least you'll know your answer and walk away. To attract the right kind of connection either through this same person or from someone else book “Finding True Love” reading with me only at $10.

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steddieas-shegoes · 10 months

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Hello ❤️ I know you’re back home and I think are doing these on an as-you-can basis. If you’re just completely done, let me know! But I got in my feelings today about always being the third wheel and of course my brain wants to whump Steve about it, so here’s two lines from a conversation I had with a friend:

“When do I stop being a last resort?”

And

“When will I get people who care the way I care?”

Again, if you’re not doing these any more, that’s completely fine! Just thought I’d submit these in case you are. Feel free to use one or the other, or both! ❤️

Hello my star ✨ I am technically not doing them, but it kinda sounds like we both maybe need this one and I'm gonna use this a lowkey plug for everyone to consider participating in the @steddiemicrofic challenge. I'm going with the first one because I believe that even at Steve's lowest, he knows he has Robin to care about him a whole lot ❤️

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When the dust settles, when everyone seems to find a new rhythm, when they don't always look over their shoulder and wait for the next world-ending crisis, Steve finds himself alone a lot.

When Robin leaves for college, he finds himself alone most of the time.

The kids are back in school, everyone except Jonathan and Eddie have gone off to college, and those two seem to get along just fine without Steve inserting himself into their friendship.

They still come hang out with him sometimes, usually when they wanna rent a movie using his discount, or if Eddie wants to borrow his dining room for Hellfire.

The worst part is he says yes, puts a smile on his face, pretends he's happy just to get some attention, any attention.

And he is a little happy. Some attention is better than none, especially for a lonely person like him.

He watched everyone around him have each other, while he has himself.

He talks to Robin every other night, but he feels like he's burdening her, but would never say that. He just waits for her to stop answering the calls.

It all comes to a head one evening when Eddie is over at his house late, still cleaning up after Hellfire.

Steve had a bad week at work, customers just being rude over nothing, a migraine two days in a row, and now Eddie dragging his feet to leave.

The worst part? He didn't want him to leave.

Just the thought of another night alone had him tearing up.

He made sure to stay facing away from Eddie, unable to stop the tears from falling, but at least able to stay quiet.

Not quiet enough.

"Steve? What's wrong?"

He sounded so concerned.

"Nothing. Just a little overtired. Head still hurts a little. You know how it is."

He couldn't quite laugh it off, the sound more of a choked sob than anything.

Eddie's hands were on his shoulders, turning him around so he had no choice but to look at him, his worried gaze more than Steve expected.

"What's actually wrong?"

So much.

"When do I stop being a last resort?"

He hadn't meant to say that. He certainly didn't expect Eddie's reaction: pulling him close to his chest, his grip on his back and hair enough to make Steve sink into it.

He hadn't been hugged since Robin left for college.

"What do you mean? You're not a last resort."

"I'm no one's first choice. You only come here because I have the most room. The kids only ever call if they need a ride somewhere. I think at this point Robin only talks to me so she knows I'm alive."

The words were hard to get out but he did it. He felt slightly better just knowing he'd said them.

"Fuck. We've- I've been so stupid."

Steve pulled away.

"I just thought you wanted your space. We're done fighting monsters, so you can go back to just being Steve Harrington. I don't think any of us thought you still wanted to be around us. But we've taken what we thought we could get."

"What? Why would anyone think that?"

"Because you only got involved in all this protect people. Now you don't have to."

"I protected everyone because I cared. Why would I just stop caring?"

"When you put it like that, it sounds stupid."

Steve rolled his eyes.

"Because it is stupid."

"So you do want us around?"

"Yes! I thought no one wanted me around anymore since they didn't need me."

Eddie shook his head, disappointment settling over him.

"That's so far from the truth. Dustin was upset the other day because he was convinced you were going to start telling him no when he asked for rides and he didn't know how else to see you."

Steve let it sink in, the words and the way Eddie still hadn't let go of him completely, still had his hands resting on his lower back as Steve looked up at him.

"For a smart kid, he sure is dumb."

Eddie laughed loudly, smiling down at Steve as some of the tension released from his body.

"I guess we all are."

"Including me."

"You're very loved, Steve. By all of us."

"All of you?"

"Yes. All."

#steddie #steve harrington #eddie munson #headcanon

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certified-boyliker · 1 year

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Boyfriend Headcannons (Pt. 2)

Actors: Reo, Nagi, Shido, Ness, Kaiser

Notes: Shido being Shido, mentions of eugh...Kaiser... and also Kaiser

Reo Mikage:

He spoils the hell out of you

He loves buying you so many things, adores seeing your excited face when he gifts you them

Even if you insist you don't need anything, he'll still buy you many things

He likes cuddling with you as well

He pulls you against his chest and kisses you softly

He likes taking you on various trips with his family and likes buying you things there was well

Nagi's usually there as a third wheel, but you usually forget since he's so quiet

Though, he will interrupt you two sometimes

You go to his matches, and he always wants you wearing his number when you show up

He also likes it when you wear his jersey around the house when you're both home

Texts you all the time, and always wants you texting back almost immediately

He doesn't get too jealous when it comes to other guys hitting on you

And he knows that Nagi wouldn't hit on you

He's confident in himself enough

That's not to say he's not possessive (I mean, we all saw how he reacted to Nagi, right?)

You give too much attention to some guys, and he's pulling you back, stating that you're his

Seishiro Nagi:

A very lazy boyfriend

He likes lying on top of you and plays video games, typically plays phone games

He likes to bring out his Switch Joy-cons so you two can play some two-players

He likes bringing out Snipperclips or Mario Kart the most

When he does lie on you, he likes giving you soft kisses on occasion

You also kiss his forehead whenever you see him getting particularly angry at his games

If you get stuck on a game, he's checking out where you are and gives his insight on how to do a bit better, but more just likes sitting back and watching you play

Builds you a pc, it took effort, but seeing your smile makes it worth it

You like going to his games and you wear his number when you go there

He tries to keep himself from doing something like pumping his fist in the air so that you don't see him doing something cringe

You definitely wear his jersey around the house, but he doesn't understand way

He likes being the little spoon even though he's tall as fuck

Just hold him while he sleeps, and he won't complain in the morning about how his partner didn't hold him the previous night

He's not jealous, you're sure he's almost incapable of it

But, if someone were to hit on you, he looms over them and just stares at them to scare them off

Shido Ryuusei:

Oh dear god, this is your boyfriend

Loves getting into competitions with you over almost anything

Soccer, racing back home, who can get the most groceries, everything

He likes pulling you into hugs and keeping you on his lap

Even if he falls asleep with you in his lap, he's got a death grip on you and doesn't let you go, even while asleep

He does, occasionally, squeeze you a bit too hard, but a sharp slap will wake him right up

He likes biting you. Non-sexually, just bites you wherever and whenever, eyes on you or not

Usually, your ears, cheeks, lips, and on occasion, your neck

He'll stop if you ask him to, but if you don't, oh well

If you tell him not to fight someone, he will not fight them

You and Sae are pretty much the only people who can tame the demon

Speaking of Sae, you both get along due to both of you being Shido's handers

You're the only non-player/non-manager who's allowed in the locker room, since you're the only person who can calm him down before a game

He loves seeing you wearing his number and gives you a big kiss right before the game and during halftime... and so many kisses after the game

Adores it when you cheer for him, it's like he has a personal cheerleader, and that's a little hot to him

Smack him whenever he says that. Sae already will smack him, but another one won't do any harm

If you cook something, this boy will eat it, regardless of anything you say about it. Not enough seasoning, overcooked? He's still eating it and will not complain at all

He's not jealous, but he likes warding off guys, makes him feel like he's your protector

He trusts Sae not to flirt with you and vice versa

Alexis Ness:

Such a cute, darling boyfriend

So respectful to you, never tries to cross a boundary

Holds your hand in public and likes listen to you ramble on about your day

Kaiser can't help but be a little jealous of your relationship, since he doesn't have a partner, and now Ness' partner is taking up so much of his free time

Which you do, unashamed

You also like kissing Ness right in front of Kaiser, just to make him extra jealous

You give him soft little headpats, and it turns into you just playing with his hair

It's surprisingly softer than you expected

He loves it when you play with his hair

He likes holding you close and likes making you the little spoon

Enjoys it when you show up at his games, and doesn't expect you to wear his number, but gets very blushy and happy when you do

Do not think you're exempt from the "Respect Kaiser to the higest degree" attitude Ness has, because you're not

He's more lenient, but doesn't exempt you from it

No, no, he's never jealous at all, what gave you that idea?

You mean the fact that he glares at almost anyone who looks at you? That's crazyyyy

Michael Kaiser:

Eugh, him

I mean, here's another... lovely (???) boyfriend

He's very possessive and likes hugging up on you in public

Arm slung around your shoulder, leaning against you, keeping you away from reporters

He's kissing your temple when fans notice him though

You meet Alexis and you two get along pretty well, but the way you speak of your boyfriend may make Alexis just a tad upset

I mean, that's The King you're talking about

So, you better not disrespect him when you're int he presence of Alexis

However, berate him all you want in private. He truly won't do anything when you do

Just makes him make his stupid smirk

You also call him The King, which makes him smile and smirk like a bastard, but if you follow it with an insult or beratement, the smile is wiped clean off, and now you're smirking

Knock him down a peg on occasion, I believe in you

Always wants you to show up at his game, always wants you to wear his number, always wants you to cheer him on when you watch him

After games, he can't get off of you, and carries you back home

Jealousy? People are far too scared to approach you, and that's because if Kaiser notices them looking at you, then he gives a glare and they look away

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Cherry Chapstick

Pairing: Armin x reader

Warnings: none.

Summary: Armin refuses to let you use his chapstick. No worries, you have other ideas on how to keep your lips from getting chapped.

(also just pretend chapstick is canon in the aot universe for the sake of the fic 😭)

Another long and grueling day of training was finishing up. The sun was setting through the huge forest of trees.

“Alright, trainings over! Rest up and be ready to head back in 15 minutes.” The squad leader said with his barking voice.

Your squad leader liked doing various training sessions with just your squad, something about strengthening the bond and making it easier to tag team during expeditions.

Landing on one of the branches to catch your breath, you sat against the bark let your body slouch for the first time that day.

“Tired?”

Looking up at the voice, Armin was standing in front of you. His new shorter blond locks shifting gently in the breeze as his pretty blue eyes locked on your figure. He was one of your closest friends. The friendship was honestly ideal with him giving you the guidance that you needed while you encouraged him when he was feeling insecure.

You nodded at him through half-lidded eyes and a lazy smile. “I’m so glad we have a day off tomorrow, I’ll probably spend it sleeping.”

Armin returned a smile at your words. “You’re almost there, (y/n). I’m sure your bed misses you too.” While you laughed at him, Armin squatted down next to you.

“What do you got planned tomorrow?” You asked and leaned your head against the tree. He pulled his green cloak tighter around his shoulders when the breeze kicked in.

“Probably go out into the valley and find a nice place to read.”

“By yourself? What about Eren and Mikasa?” You raised an eyebrow. The trio was pretty much inseparable.

Armin waved off your question with his hand. “They wanted to go into the city and I’m tired of third-wheeling. It wasn’t much fun as kids and still isn’t now.”

Nodding your head, you gazed once more at the sun just about to set. The orange hues casting over the green plains.

Armin finally sat down on the branch, his leg brushing up against yours. “God, I can’t stand this weather.” He muttered and started to fish for something out of his pocket.

With curious eyes, you saw him pull out a small tube. Chapstick? He uncapped it and gently spread it on his lips.

Armin chuckled when he caught you staring at him. “What? My lips are chapped.”

“I can see that.” You could also see his plump pink lips all shiny from the substance. “What flavor is it?”

“Cherry.” He pocketed the chapstick.

You inched over to him. Cherry was your favorite flavor, a timeless classic that forever held your heart. You were about to ask him for some when he seemed to have read your thoughts and immediately shut you down.

“No, you can’t have any.”

Instantly shocked at his words, your mouth was agape and you crossed your arms with a pout. “What, why?”

Honestly, you couldn’t care less… well maybe you cared a little bit. But being petty and dramatic was more fun however, especially in front of Armin.

“(Y/n), don’t take this the wrong way, but anything you touch immediately disappears.”

Ok, now you cared a lot a bit. “No it doesn’t!”

“Oh, you defended yourself real quick there, huh? Alright, tell me where Sasha’s hairbrush is.” Armin had a smile on his face as he rested his arm on his propped up knee. Sasha lent you her brush one day and it was never seen again. She made you buy her a new one the next day.

Your silence was the answer he needed.

“Maybe you know where Mikasa’s training gloves are?”

Again, more silence. She’d let you borrow them for training and you stupidly set them down when it was windy.

“Oh, wait! My blue sweater? Haven’t seen that in a while and you were the only person I lent it to.”

It was a rather chilly morning one day, so Armin lent you his infamous blue sweater.

Manipulative little bastard.

A slight blush dusted your cheeks. You glared at the blonde and scoffed. “I feel like this isn’t just about chapstick.”

Arming gave out a chuckle. “It is, (y/n). Don’t worry.” With that, Armin rose to his feet and patted your head as he walked along the branch.

Your eyes fluttered in satisfaction when his fingertips rubbed your scalp.

“I can’t even have a little?”

“No.”

Ugh, be like that then.

———

Your squad eventually had to make the journey back home. Riding next to Armin, your horses ran in sync as you both gave each other little glances every few minutes.

“Can I have some of that chapstick now?” Your voice rang over thundering steps of the horses.

“No.” Armin replied.

“But my lips are chapped!”

“Figure it out.” He shouted back.

Oh I will.

———

“Finally home.” You moaned and jumped off your horse and led her to the stables. Your body ached and sleep was all you were craving. It was dark by the time you guys got back and your squad leader gave his appreciation by quickly dismissing everyone.

Maybe I’ll skip dinner. I’m so tired.

Thoughts flowing through your head as you undressed your horse of her gear. Hanging the saddle on a peg, you brushed her mane and fed her some carrots.

“Eat up, Star. My pretty girl.” You cooed, gently running your hand over her nose. Another set of steps disrupted your intimate moment with Star.

Turning around, your eyes softened at Armin, who led his horse over by the reins.

“Hey, stranger.” He teased and began working on his horse. You smiled back at him and it was silent for a few moments, just the sound of the equipment clinking with movement.

You turned to look at him only to give a dry chuckle when you saw him pulling out his stupid cherry chapstick again. The stupid smile never left his face as he applied it.

“Ar-”

“No chapstick, (y/n).”

Damn.

“That wasn’t what I was going to say!”

Armin turned to meet your gaze with raised eyebrows. “What was it then?”

Shit. Think (y/n).

Armin chuckled as the silence answered his question. His hands gently brushed through his horse’s mane. “You’re a bad liar.”

A scoff left your lips. “I don’t like this new attitude of yours.”

Over time, Armin slowly broke out of his shell, no longer the dorky and nervous kid he once was- even though you loved that about him. Now, he was comfortable enough to speak his mind without a second thought, even to you.

“Get used to it, (y/n). Looks like you’ll have to find another way to keep your lips moisturized.”

You didn’t like the snarky look he had on his face. A sudden idea popped into your head. As Armin finished settling his horse for the night, you caught his wrist as he walked by.

A confused look adorning his features when he turned to look at you.

Without thinking twice, you pulled him towards you and stood on your toes. Lifting your head, your lips quickly planted themselves onto his.

You could tell he was caught of guard. His blue eyes widened at the sudden action and a startled whimper escaped him. It was kinda hot honestly. Pulling away, you rubbed your lips together and popped them. “Mmm, gotta love cherry.”

His lips were partly opened and a red rouge covered his face. He still couldn’t believe it.

“U-uh, I-”

“Night, Armin. See ya tomorrow.” You smiled innocently at him before brushing past him to leave.

His hand latched onto your elbow and pulled you back. Raising an eyebrow at him, Armin gripped both your shoulders before pulling you back in, lips meeting yours once more. His back was crouched down a little to meet your height. Now it was your turn to be surprised.

Oh. Oooh

He moaned slightly against your lips when you started kissing back.

The kiss lasted a few seconds before Armin slowly pulled away from you. You both were slightly panting from the adrenaline and the eye contact between you both never broke.

“There.” His hands still gripped your shoulders. “That should last you a bit.” With that, his hand moved just below your ear, his thumb brushing over your jawline.

Armin finally snapped himself of whatever trance you had on him and gave a small smile. “Meet me here tomorrow at noon, that’ll give you plenty of time to sleep in and you can join me in the valley.”

“O-okay.”

Without another word, Armin left the stables. Your mind ran crazy with thoughts. Yes, you kissed him first, but you didn’t expect him to actually want to kiss you again.

How in the world did he play the game better than you? It was your idea-

—————

The sun shines brightly through the curtains of your room. You let out a groan as the stiffness in your muscles were more prominent from yesterdays training.

Looking at the clock on the wall- 8:25 am.

You can still catch breakfast before it ends and relax a bit before meeting up with Armin.

Oh yeah…

What a peculiar night. You honestly thought Armin would either be confused or disgusted when you kissed him. Not flustered. Him kissing you on his own also surprised you. The little manipulators all grown up now.

You got up and threw on some random clothes, heading to the dining hall.

You quietly ate your food, only a few soldiers remained in the dining hall since breakfast was ending soon.

Time slowly passed by, and you decided to take a nap in your bed for another hour or two before leaving. The nap only left you more tired. After changing into a more presentable outfit, a simple button up and a long skirt, you threw your favorite sweater over. The material was soft and the fading but familiar scent was comforting to you.

Your footsteps were slow as you walked to the stables. The soreness in your body along with the tiredness still swirled in your system.

“(Y/n), over here.” Armin called out to you as he led his horse outside his stall. “Perfect timing, I was just getting ready to- is that my sweater?”

Oops. Yes, yes it was.

“Maybe.”

“I thought you said you lost it!”

“I never said I lost it.” You yawned. “Just never wanted to give it back to you.”

Armin chuckled and was a bit surprised at your words, he climbed on his horse and turned down to you, hand extended. “You ready?”

Nodding, you grabbed his hand and he pulled you up. Your legs straddled the horse and your hand hesitantly grazed his waist. It wasn’t until Armin flicked the reigns and the horse quickly trotted forward that you decided to wrap your arms tightly around his waist as he navigated through the towns.

“You good there?” He joked and placed his hand on top of your clasped ones that pressed against his abdomen.

—————

“You look nice in my sweater.” Armin commented, trekking his fingers gently through your scalp.

The warm breeze swayed the grass and wildflowers surrounding you. The meadow Armin took you to was beautiful this time of year.

Your head currently rested on his thigh. Armin was sat against a willow tree, a book in his other hand. Every so often, his hand would leave your head to turn the page and gently return.

“It’s mine now.” You mumbled through closed eyes. Armin insisted you try to nap again while he read. However, no one brought up the situation from last night. At the moment it almost seemed like it never happens. No one acknowledged it.

“Of course it is.” He said with a smile before taking his hand away from your head. He shifted and buried his hand in the pocket of his trousers. His leg raised your head slightly as he moved. “Sorry, I just can’t- dammit where is it?”

You craned your neck to see his agitated face. “What happened?”

“I can’t find my chapstick.” He muttered with a frown.

A giggle erupted from your mouth, making him look at you. “And you say I lose stuff?”

“Shut up.” He muttered.

You both returned to your original positions with you head still resting on his lap. The breeze continued to blow and you glanced at Armin to see the tips of his blonde hair blow across his face. The shorter hair really suited him.

You let out a small sigh and pulled the sweater tighter around your frame. Reaching into the small pocket, you pulled something out.

Uncapping it, you gently applied it to your lips and didn’t miss the way Armin was staring at you dumbfounded. The label was clearly a different color than his. No, this one was yours. All yours.

“It’s strawberry and before you ask- no you can’t have any. I wouldn’t want you to lose this one too.” A devilish smirk crossed your face. Payback was a bitch. If he could be petty, so could you.

Armin sat back and mumbled something incoherent. His book was now discarded to the side and his arms were crossed with a pout. Memories of last night flooded his thoughts.

The way he held you. The way he looked at you. How you tasted.

You looked up at him with innocent eyes and rubbed the substance coating your lips together. He was staring at you.

You let out a small laugh as he pulled your body up and lowered himself down closer to you. You didn’t miss the way his eyes stared into yours before darting to your lips, then back to your eyes. He was so close. Then as if he decided it was right, Armin’s lips were encasing yours once more.

You gave a small sigh into the kiss and your fingers raked through his blonde hair.

Armin’s tongue gently swiped against your bottom lip and before you could open your mouth for more, he pulled away.

“You’re right.” He said and rubbed his own lips together. “Cherry does taste better.”

You were a little disappointed at the sudden break in contact. Sitting your body up, you faced him. “We can get you more when we head back into town.” You offered and avoided your gaze.

Maybe he was just getting payback for last night?

Armin rolled his eyes and pulled you back towards him. “Yeah that sounds good, but I like this option better.”

And he kissed you again. More passionately this time.

He suddenly pulled your body against his so you were fully sat in his lap, emitting a small squeal from you. Your legs curled into his side and his hands were placed at your waist, thumb brushing your hip.

“Thank you for coming with me.” He mumbled against your lips.

“Just take me out and we’ll call it even.” You replied, your arm wrapping around his neck.

“Okay.”

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Taglist: @cullenswife

(Lmk if you wanna be added <3)

#armin x you #armin arlert #attack on titan #aot x reader #aot fluff #aot imagines #aot drabbles #armin x reader #armin arlet fluff #armin arlet x you #armin arlet x reader #aot headcanons #armin fluff #armin arlet imagines #armin arlet headcanons

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folklorebae · 1 year

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𝐈𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦 𝐀𝐔 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐮𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐬

Spin-off of my rockstar's girlfriend

Cast(s): Rockstar!Eren & Model!Reader

Cw: swearing, reader using she/her pronouns, slight hange x reader, food

A/n: haven't posted anything for months! hope you guys love this one<33

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yourinstagram life recently...

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angelicyn WE MISSED YOUUUU

ynfan23 glad you post this when im still awake

yndaily OMG YOUR PUPPY ISNT A PUPPY ANYMORE. ITS BEEN A LONG TIME SINCE WE SAW HER ON YOUR/EREN'S STORY😭

↳yourinstagram i know! but she's getting smarter and cuter. i love her so much, she's my girl:)

erenfan19 i dont see eren... soo the rumors are true?? :((

↳ynfan24 girl, she's her own person and this is her insta. besides, that man is childish lmao. imagine unfollowing THE Y/N L/N just because she doesn't attend his concert in europe...

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justjared After getting unfollowed by her long-time boyfriend last week, Y/N L/N was spotted walking out of Oscar-winning costume designer Hange Zoe's apartment building this morning. New couple alert?

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ereyn.daily i'm happy if y/n's happy🥲

goddessyn cmon, we all know they've been friends for ages. stop spreading stupid rumor like this

erenfan20 not gonna believe anything till one of them confirm it in front of my face

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paradis.memes Thoughts?

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paradisfan7 Im not believing this shit

erenfan21 she doesnt wanna marry him, im crying😭

↳paradisfan8 she once said she's jo march kinnie😭

↳ynfan25 How do you know she doesn’t wanna marry him? Maybe he doesn't wanna marry her? We don’t know what happened behind the curtain unless Y/N and Eren themselves actually comment on it .

erenfan22 guys, if you read the article that @people posted, at the end they said “Reps for Jaeger and L/N have not commented on the breakup.”

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paradisofficial Paradis World Tour. Antwerp. May, 2023.

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paradisfan9 YOU GUYS WERE SO AWESOME😭❤️

paradisfan10 PLS PLS COME BACK TO ANTWERP ASAP. ALSO THE SURPRISE SONG?!? BED OF ROSES?!?

paradisfan11 so sad cant see you guys perform last night🥲💔

paradisfan12 if you guys dont cover “bed of roses” on your Asia Tour, you're racist.

↳paradisofficial We've agreed that every region will have different song to cover. Thank you for your support😊

↳paradisfan12 OMG I WAS JOKING LMAO (i mean, not really)

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sashablouse unseen🤓

tagged: @yourinstagram @nicolo

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nicolo 🤍

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conniespringer dude, what were you doing in the first pic

↳sashablouse cause you're just a man 🙄

yourinstagram dont wanna be a third wheel anymore...

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paradisupdatee New Setlist For Europe Tour! I've upgraded the playlist, link in bio.

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paradis.devil see you at accor arena tmrw!!

↳paradisupdatee See you, bby<3

paradisfan13 the fact they didnt cover any song in northern europe countries😀

paradisfan14 I literally flew from brussels to london last month to see them perform AND THEY DIDNT SING BED OF ROSES?!? I WAS ROBBED!!

↳paradisfan15 sameeee i attended some of their shows in us last year and they didn't cover any song 😭

paradisfan16 is this eren's way to confirm the breakup rumors?😭

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yourinstagram the rumors are terrible and cruel...

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ynln.jpg dont tell me you're in paris...

taylorswift but honey, most of them are true🤭

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↳yourinstagram patiently waiting for 1989 (Taylor's Version)😊🙏

↳ynfan25 soo the rumors are true?🥲

↳ereyn.daily i'm in spain without s

ereyn.exposing Whatever ereyn does is only for promo. It's a fact that eren is not going to follow y/n or ever going to post her picture on his Instagram again.

↳yourinstagram seems like you guys have been talking about this and tag me in a few posts everyday. but now please, i beg you to stop. it's just negative, i really have no hard feelings towards you. i just know what a beautiful world there is to go out and live in instead of trying to dissect a relationship between two people that you don't even know. i don't need his follow, my name is permanently tattooed to his arm. This is my final comment on this, but i want you to know that it's not meant to offend you. just hoping you can find something else in life to be inspired by xx

↳erenfan23 OMG OMG OMG YESS YOU TELL THEM QUEEN

↳ynfan26 FINALLY PEOPLE COULD SHUT THEIR MOUTH NOW. THESE "EXPOSING" ACCOUNTS ARE ANNOYING AF

↳erenfan24 I think you should've messaged them, instead of calling them out publicly like this. no offense, still love you tho

↳yourinstagram i see why you think that ought to have been a direct message, and i agree. i just didn't considered it. it's all really frustrating, and i'm only human... you guys understand how hurtful assumptions like this can be, especially when they are made about someone i care about a lot. if you guys care about him too, you'll eventually realize that we are on the same team. i apologize if it came off as impolite or rude. i was simply attempting to start a conversation so people would realize that their statements were painful rather than just an "anonymous confession." this cruel internet culture has no benefit for society as a whole.

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ereynpost “You guys are crazy, you know that? No... I don’t think my girlfriend and I need another dog for now. What about you, Jean?” — Eren laughs as he answers a fan's sign.

USHSSUDSHDUAJSYSHS GUYSSS THE RUMORS ARENT TRUEEEE THEY'RE STILL TOGETHER OMFG!!!!

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its.ereyn Girl, I almost deactivate this account

↳ereynpost PLS, SAME😀

ynfan27 OMG MY EREYN HEARTTT

erenfan25 PARENTS OMG😭😭😭

ynfan28 I can die in peace now, thanks

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erenjaeger My love, my lady, the most precious human on this earth. I'm really grateful because we have an incredibly meaningful, loving, and fun relationship. As you guys know, this world is cruel and I'd do anything to make her the happiest, but I've failed to do it. I personally love it when people make assumptions or speculations about me, because I know they all wrong. But when people start to say something hurtful to my woman, I can't tolerate it.

Six years of relationship and we have never ever broken up, not even once, if that's what you all really want to know. She's my present and future, she's the one who teaches me how forever feels. The love I have for her only gets stronger and bigger, it's crazy to think about it. Thank you for all the love and support, we really appreciate it.

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And There’s Nothing I’d Rather Do, I’m Stuck With You:

Pairing: Esteban Ocon x Reader

Warnings: Stupid nicknames, kind of enemies to lovers (reader doesn't like Esteban at first) and some swear words, other than that it's pure fluff

Words: 7.1k

Summary: Spending the holidays in a snowy cabin in the Canadian mountains sounds like the perfect plan. Unless you get stuck with the only person you hate and he's trying his hardest to make you like him.

A/N: Another story heavily inspired by my Christmas mood but this time it was "Snowed in Together" with Esteban and I (as always) got a bit carried away

Spending New Year’s in a cabin in Canada had seemed like a great idea at first, your best friend had convinced you to come with her by saying she’d pay for your part of the accommodation since she really didn’t want to be alone.

In all honesty, you completely understood why she was a little nervous. Despite knowing Lance since the three of you were in kindergarten, they had only started dating a few weeks ago and this would be their first holiday trip as more than just friends. She was nervous that it would be a little awkward and she desperately needed the moral support.

At first, you had thought that you’d be spending a week as the third wheel but your friend has assured you that Lance had also invited friends which only gave you one more reason to accept. It wasn’t everyday that you were offered a free stay in a fancy cabin in the middle of the mountains with 2 of your closest friends and potentially single people too. If your best friend and Lance could have a romantic New Years getaway, you wouldn’t pass on the opportunity to experience it either.

You didn’t know all of Lance’s friends but from the people you knew, you were almost certain that you’d get along well with whoever showed up. Well, almost certain because there was one single person that you didn’t want to see for a whole week and that was Esteban.

It wasn’t that you particularly hated the Frenchman, he seemed like a nice person if you listened to everyone else who knew him, but your first meeting was still burned in the back of your mind. It had been one of the few Grand Prixs you had attended while still in college.

You were barely 20 years old and seeing someone you had known practically your whole life in such an exclusive and elitist sport was hard to grasp, it was fascinating. You had been bouncing around the whole paddock from excitement and not knowing who you were, Esteban had laughed at you, making some stupid comment about how you looked like a fan girl.

He hadn’t really meant it, he was still fairly new in this world and he didn’t really feel like he belonged. He thought that if he made himself seem tougher, even a little bit meaner, the nagging feeling of being a fraud would leave him. He hadn’t known that you were Lance’s friend. If he had known, he would have been more careful.

The moment Lance had introduced the two of you had happened a few hours after his comment and if he had hoped that you wouldn’t have heard his comment, the look on your face when you realised who he was told him the opposite. Esteban hadn’t realised it when you were further away from him but you were pretty, if he was honest with himself, you were probably one of the most gorgeous people he had ever met and that had made him nervous.

Hoping to win you over, he had tried a joke when you talked about what you were studying in college but your face had contorted in a mix of confusion and hurt as soon as the words had left his mouth. Esteban knew what he had wanted to say wasn’t mean at all but in the translation, the meaning had lost itself and now he was sure you thought he was an ass.

Over the years, he had tried to convince you that he had changed, that he wasn’t the 22 year old who thought putting people down was going to make him feel better about himself but it seemed like you were stuck on your first impression. You were never mean to him in any way but everyone could see the difference between your usual cheery and outgoing persona and the more reserved and sarcastic one only Esteban got to see.

For these exact reasons, you really hoped that Esteban wouldn’t be part of this trip, or that if he was, he wouldn’t be the only friend invited so you could always hang out with someone other than him.

Part of your wish was granted and if Esteban was in fact coming, Mick and his girlfriend were too so you wouldn’t be alone with him. Except in a way you would because you two were the only single people of the group and that would definitely be something you’d realise and be teased about for the whole week.

The day you were supposed to go to the cabin had finally came and you were glad for the 3 hours drive you had on your own. You had now been well aware of Esteban’s presence for a few days and despite preparing yourself mentally, the last few hours of quiet were more than welcome to clear your head and convince yourself you could get through this.

Wanting to be on time, you had left your house a bit early to avoid traffic and having to drive on twisty roads in the dark so you weren’t surprised to be the first one to arrive at all. You knew Mick and Laila were taking a plane so they’d arrive in the early hours of the morning and if there was something you knew about your best friend and Lance, it was that they usually arrived late to anything they had planned if they were together.

You gladly took the time to visit the whole house and it was impossible not to gush at how beautiful it all was. You knew it had to have been expensive and you were half glad, half uncomfortable to know that you weren’t paying for any of it, your best friend was. You let yourself feel guilty for approximately 5 seconds before the feeling left you as you entered one of the rooms that was definitely going to be yours.

The view of the sunset over the snowy hills from the bedroom’s windows was simply breathtaking and everything looked so warm and cosy you couldn’t help but let yourself fall on the bed. You could have stayed forever laying on your side, looking at the snow falling on the balcony if it hadn’t been for the sound of a car door slamming.

You rushed downstairs, silently hoping to see your best friend’s face but as you came into the living room full on running, you hit someone who was way too tall to be either Lance or the girl you had expected to see.

-“ I’ve never seen you this excited to see me so I’m assuming you were expecting someone else, chérie ?” Esteban smiled

-“ I thought Lance and Julia had arrived.” you answered matter of factly

-“ Oh well, I’m afraid you’re going to wait a long time before seeing them…”

-“ What do you mean ?”

-“ Didn’t you get their texts ? On top of all the snow falling on the roads, there’s a tree that fell on the only road that comes up this part of the mountain so they probably won’t arrive before tomorrow at least.”

-“ Fuck, that sucks. I guess we don’t have cell reception so I must have missed it.” you sighed, looking at your phone only to see that you were in fact disconnected from the rest of the world

-“ Are Mick and Laila here already ?” he asked, looking around for signs of his other best friend

-“ Sorry to disappoint, it's just you and me. Their flight is supposed to land later tonight but if the road is impracticable then we won’t see them before tomorrow either.”

-“ I’m not disappointed. Contrary to what you might think, I happen to like your company, y/n.” Esteban smiled warmly at you, making you roll your eyes

-“ I’d love to say that the feeling’s mutual but I hate liars so tough luck.” you sarcastically answered with a fake smile and a shrug

-“ Come on, I can’t be that bad if you agreed to spend an entire week third wheeling not one but two couples with me.”

-“ First, I had no idea who was coming when I said yes so don’t flatter yourself and second, the main reason I’m here is because Julia needed me here and also paid for my part.”

-“ Oh wow, okay. Well I’m glad you’re here still. No matter what the reasons are, I’m happy to see you.” he genuinely smiled, making you a tiny bit annoyed

-“ I don’t get you.”

-“ What do you mean ?”

-“ No matter how cold I am to you, you’re always like that. Always smiling at me and saying you appreciate me when I’ve done nothing to make you think that or deserve it.” you shook your head in disbelief

-“ I know you don’t particularly like me but I see the way you are with others and if being nice to you is going to get you to treat me like that someday then I don’t see why I wouldn’t want to try.”

-“ Esteban, I’m going to say this once so you better listen to me carefully because I won’t repeat myself.” you sighed as Esteban nodded, his full attention on you “You might be the most infuriating human being I’ve had to meet but that was actually quite sweet.”

-“ Are you sure you won’t say it again ? What if I wanted to record it to listen to it later ?”

-“ Are you really that desperate to hear nice things about yourself ?”

-“ Only when it comes from you, chérie.” he smiled, cheekily winking at you

-“ That’s it, I’ve used all my Esteban battery for the day. I’m going to my room, enjoy the empty house, croissant man.” you declared before escaping upstairs as Esteban’s laugh filled the empty house

Trying to forget about the fact you had to spend the night alone with him, you decided to just go watch TV in your room, hoping to make time pass faster if you just got busy and ignored him. You had no idea what Esteban was doing but since you hadn’t heard him come up, you assumed he stayed downstairs and did the same as you to pass time.

You were in the middle of your movie when everything went down out of nowhere. In a matter of seconds, you were in pitch black with no source of light apart from your phone. After thinking about it for a second, you decided that going to see Esteban was probably a wise idea, maybe he knew where the electrical panel was so you slowly made your way downstairs, trying not to fall down the stairs while calling his name.

-“ Esteban ?” you tried for the third time

-“ I’m here !” he shouted from what you assumed was the garage

-“ Did you find something ?” you asked once you were next to him

-“ Nope, I can’t find the panel and it seems like the house doesn’t have any candles or flashlights so this is all we have.” he sighed, pointing at their phones

-“ Shit, that sucks because I have like 25% of battery left so my phone isn’t going to last long.”

-“ My battery’s almost full so we can share.”

-“ Thanks.” you smiled at him before realising something “ What are we going to eat now that there’s no power ?”

-“ We’re set for tonight cause I managed to make dinner before the power went out and it’s still in the oven so it should be warm enough. We’re lucky Lance had the fridge and the pantries stocked before we came in otherwise this would have been a disaster.”

-“ You made dinner ?”

-“ Yeah, that’s what I said, y/n.”

-“ I’m impressed.”

-“ What, you didn’t think I could cook ?” Esteban scoffed, ready for another one of your comments

-“ No I just didn’t expect you to cook for the both of us so thank you.”

-“ That’s it ? No teasing ?”

-“ I haven’t eaten it yet so don’t think you’re safe yet. I expect a lot from you since your country is known for its cuisine.” you smiled sarcastically

-“ Well I’m no chef but I hope it’s still to your liking.” he just smiled back, motioning for you to follow him to the kitchen

You couldn’t lie, when Esteban said he had cooked, you expected something edible at best but what he had made was actually good. Lasagna wasn’t particularly hard to make but you still appreciated the thought and the time he had spent cooking so you refrained from commenting and just thanked him again.

It was a bit weird to have to make conversation with Esteban alone but it was either that or stay in complete silence and that would have been way too awkward. Plus if you were honest, talking with him was actually pretty nice when neither of you were teasing the other.

You both were so lost in your conversation that you didn’t realise how much time had passed before your phone’s flashlight suddenly turned off as your phone died. Taking this as a sign to go to bed, you started to put the dishes in the sink and before you could wish him good night, Esteban was proposing to walk you to your room since he was the only one with a light.

It felt strange to have him walk you to your door but his presence was calming and you were glad not to be walking in complete darkness alone. When you reached your door, you opened it before turning around to thank him and wish him good night but he seemed lost in his thoughts, wondering if he should speak up about something or not.

-“ Spit it out big boy, what do you want to say ?”

-“ Come sleep with me.” he said calmly

-“ What ?” you uttered in complete shock

-“ I don’t mean that in a weird way. Your room seems way too cold to sleep in without catching something and I wouldn’t feel comfortable knowing you’re freezing alone when I know for a fact that my room is warmer.”

-“ It’s not that bad, I just went on the balcony for a while and since I was scared to get locked out I let the door open a bit but it’ll warm up. There’s no need for us to sleep in the same room.” you tried, hoping he wouldn’t be as stubborn as he usually was

-“ Unless the electricity is back pretty soon, the temperature is going to keep dropping, y/n. The other rooms are on the first floor so they’re colder, otherwise I would have told you to go there but my room is the warmest, that’s just a fact.”

-“ I hate it when you’re right, let me just take my stuff and change.” you finally caved in, knowing you would definitely catch a cold if you stayed there

-“ Thank you, I promise you I won’t make it weird.”

After changing into a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, earning you a confused glance from Esteban, you followed him to his bedroom, noticing that it was in fact, warmer than yours. Esteban let you pick your side of the bed and quickly changed into his pyjamas. You hoped the light hadn’t hit your face when he did because despite not particularly liking him, you couldn’t deny that he had a very nice body. And a very nice smile that you mostly tried to ignore.

Esteban didn’t say a thing when he settled under the covers and found the pillow barrier you had formed in the middle of the bed but he couldn’t help the snicker that escaped his mouth. Once you were both settled, Esteban turned off his flashlight and everything was suddenly dark and quiet. Every little noise seemed heightened and you couldn’t help but notice that Esteban was breathing a little fast. Deciding that you didn’t want to know why, you tried to focus on falling asleep but despite the duvet, you were a bit cold and it kept you awake and shivering.

-“ Are you asleep ?” Esteban whispered after a while

-“ No.”

-“ Can I remove the pillow barrier ?”

-“ Why ?”

-“ It’s in my way.” he only said

-“ Sure, go on.”

-“ Thanks. I think you should come closer too.”

-“ Why would I want to do that ?” you answered a little harsher than you meant

-“ You’ve been shivering this whole time and groaning when if you just came closer you’d be warmer.”

-“ ‘m not cold.” you lied, burying yourself under the covers

-“ Chérie, we’re sleeping on the same mattress, I can feel everytime you move so don’t lie.”

-“ Maybe I’m a little bit cold but I don’t see how getting closer will help.”

-“ Just get closer, I promise you you’ll be warmer.”

-“ What will you do if I don’t ?” you dared him, feeling the atmosphere change

-“ You’re so stubborn sometimes, it’s almost endearing.” Esteban sighed before sneaking his arm around your waist and dragging you towards him, your back hitting his chest

-“ ESTEBAN !” you screeched before feeling the warmth emanating from him “ Oh.”

-“ Told you so.” he just grinned

-“ You’re so annoying.”

-“ Maybe but at least now you’re warm.”

-“ Whatever, now let me sleep you abnormally warm lanky human.”

-“ Lanky ? Me ?” Esteban exclaimed before adding “ I’d take tall but you must be blind if you think I’m lanky.” he muttered under his breath

-“ Stop bragging about your muscles baguette man, some of us aren’t blessed genetically or have to be ripped as a job.” you said, stifling a laugh

-“ So you think I’m hot ?”

-“ Is that all you got from what I said ?”

-“ No but that’s what I’ll remember.”

-“ You’re insufferable. Don’t think about telling anyone about this, they won’t believe you anyway.”

-“ I know but knowing you think I’m hot is enough. I get to tease you about it all I want now.”

-“ I take back everything I said.” you muttered, earning a laugh from the Frenchman behind you

-“ Too late for that. You’re stuck with me now.”

-“ I didn’t say I liked you, calm down.”

-“ I know but you’ve been smiling this whole time so I take it I’m on the right path.”

-“ How do you know what face I’m making right now ? It's pitch black.”

-“ You can hear it in your voice when you smile.” he simply explained

-“ Be careful, I might start thinking you actually fancy me or something, Esteban.”

-“ Would that be so bad ?” he whispered making your heart race suddenly

-“ You don’t know what you’re saying, you must be too tired. We should sleep.” you blurted feeling your cheeks burning

-“ If that comforts you.” Esteban sighed, knowing he would have to work harder if he wanted you to believe him “Good night, y/n.”

-“ Good night, cheese man.” you answered, making him laugh. The both of you falling asleep with a smile on your face.

When you woke up the next day, the sun was already up and so was Esteban, leaving an empty space in the bed next to you. Almost mechanically, you headed towards the bathroom, turning on the light as a habit but nothing happened. Groaning in response, you decided that the whole floor seemed quiet enough for you to use the bathroom with the door slightly opened.

Once you were done, you headed downstairs to look for Esteban but it seemed like he was nowhere to be found either so you resorted to getting yourself something to eat in the kitchen in the meantime. You were pretty much stranded here so he would come back inside at some point.

Sitting at the dining table and looking outside, you suddenly noticed the man you had been looking for. Esteban was standing with a shovel in his hands, removing the snow from the terrace and what looked like a hot tub. When he raised his head and his eyes met yours, he simply smiled and waved before getting back to work, only coming back inside when he was done.

-“ Good morning, chérie.” he smiled, ruffling his hair after removing his beanie. “Did you sleep well ?”

-“ I did, thank you. How long have you been shovelling snow for ?”

-“ About an hour, I think.”

-“ You did all that in an hour ?”

-“ Well yeah, it’s not that much and it was that or actually doing cardio going up and down the stairs since the treadmill doesn’t work.”

-“ When you put it like that…” you snickered

-“ Oh, I almost forgot.” Esteban exclaimed, getting his phone out “I managed to get some service a little further up the hill so I texted Lance.”

-“ What did he say ?”

-“ Well first off, the road still isn’t cleared so they won’t be here today either and that also means we can’t leave. Him, Julia, Mick and Laila are at Lance’s for now but they’ll join us as soon as the road is cleared.”

-“ Shit that really sucks. Do they have an idea of when they’re going to clear it ?”

-“ Normally tomorrow if there’s nothing more urgent coming up.”

-“ Ok we can push you through one more day, that’s fine.”

-“ I’m sorry chérie, I know you were really looking forward to seeing everyone.”

-“ It’s okay, it’s not your fault.”

-“ While we’re on bad news, Lance said the power outage is general in the entire area but they’re working on it so there’s nothing we can do about it. He said to go hangout in one of our cars to charge our phones and warm up if it was needed because he has no idea where the panel is anyway.”

-“ Is there any good news ? Anything even remotely positive so I don’t voluntarily choke on some snow or freeze to death ?”

-“ That’s quite dramatic but yes there is. First off, we’re staying for 3 more days since the first 3 aren’t spent all together.”

-“ You said ‘first off’ so does that mean there’s other good news ?” you asked, hopefully

-“ Lance remembered where they kept the camping stove so we’re going to be able to eat something warm which is pretty nice.”

-“ Esteban.” you said seriously, grabbing his face between your hands, his cheeks getting a subtle shade of pink “Are you telling me that we can make instant coffee with it too ?”

-“ If we have some then yeah.”

-“ Oh my God, that’s the best news you’ve ever told me.” you exclaimed, spontaneously hugging him before taking a step back out of shock, your face all red “ Sorry, I didn’t know coffee made me this excited.”

-“ No apologies needed. I’ll get it out for you so you can have your coffee.” Esteban answered with his face just as red before escaping to the garage to look for the stove

After the hug incident, you tried to keep your distance with the Frenchman and entertained yourself as best as you could on your own. After reading half of the book you had wanted to last for the whole week, you caved in and decided to go see if Esteban wanted to play some board games.

When you reached the living room, a delicious smell filled your nose and you quickly followed it to the kitchen, finding Esteban cooking something that looked like some sort of soup. He was so focused on what he was making that he didn’t notice you standing in the doorway watching him until he poured what he had made into two bowls and raised his head, ready to call you over for lunch.

-“ Fuck, you scared me.” Esteban exclaimed with his hand over his heart

-“ Sorry, I didn’t mean to. You seemed busy so I didn’t want to bother you.”

-“ Have you been standing there for long ?”

-“ Nah, I just came down to ask you something and followed the scent here. What did you make this time ?”

-“ Onion soup. It’s nothing fancy but I figured we could use something to warm up a bit.”

-“ If it tastes as good as it smells, I’m going to love it.” you reassured him before teasing “Be careful though, if I like it I might expect you to make it again and then you’ll just have to spend every minute of your free time cooking for me.”

-“ Don’t threaten me with a good time, y/n.” Esteban retorqued before sliding one of the bowls over to you and sitting on the stool next to where you were standing

It was another meal spent talking about yourselves and getting to know each other better. You hated to admit it but everyone had been right, Esteban was a lovely guy. He was funny, kind and he paid attention to everything you rambled passionately about, even asking follow up questions, seeming genuinely interested in everything you told him.

Maybe you didn’t entirely notice it but Esteban could definitely tell that you were warming up to him. You were sharing stories about your childhood, your college days and the more he learnt, the more he found to like. Every time you laughed, you were slightly hunching over, your body getting closer to his and he swore he could feel his skin burn where your knees were touching.

Convincing Esteban to play board games with you had been incredibly easy and the afternoon was spent in laughs and healthy competition, no matter what games you played. The whole afternoon had almost made you forget about the power outage but as the sun started setting down, reality caught up to you and just like the temperature outside was dropping, you could feel yourself getting colder.

Not wanting to ruin the moment, you didn’t say anything. You’d soon be in complete darkness so you would have rather played games while being a little cold than having to move and waste some time when you could have been having fun.

Despite your attempt at hiding it, Esteban saw you shivering and grabbed a blanket behind him on the couch before wrapping it around your shoulders. The gesture was so sweet and delicate, you couldn’t help but blush and look away from his face quickly which only made him smile warmly. Noticing him shivering too, you snuggled closer to him and wrapped the blanket over the two of you.

The blanket wasn’t that big so you had to shuffle around a bit before finding a comfortable position where the both of you were covered by it. Esteban’s arm was around your shoulders, bringing you closer to him as your head rested comfortably on his shoulder.

The game was long forgotten as you cuddled against each other, watching the sun disappear behind the snowy peaks in the orange sky. No one spoke before it finally turned dark until Esteban suddenly stood up and offered you his hand. Once you grabbed it, he guided you to your bedroom, telling you to grab some warm clothes and your phone charger before meeting him downstairs.

When you met him in front of the door, Esteban had just came back inside and without another explanation, he asked you to put on your coat and your snow boots, waiting with a giddy smile. His enthusiasm was contagious and you couldn’t help but smile as you followed him outside to his car. He opened up the passenger door for you before running towards his side, almost slipping in the snow in the process.

-“ Surprise !” he smiled, opening his arms towards the backseat where sat a blanket, some pillows, a bag full of snacks and what looked like Esteban’s laptop

-“ What’s all this ?”

-“ Well I thought that instead of just waiting to get tired in this cold house we could have a little movie night and just head back in when we’re tired. You can totally go back inside and do your thing if you want to, I just thought this could be a nice way to make time pass.” Esteban admitted the last part with a shy smile

-“ It’s lovely Esteban, thank you.”

-“ Really ? You like it ?”

-“ Yeah of course, it’s really thoughtful. It almost makes me feel bad for not doing anything, you’ve cooked for me twice and planned this, I feel like I have to repay you somehow.”

-“ Don’t worry about it, I like doing this for you. Plus it gives me an excuse to spend time with you.”

-“ Since when do you need an excuse to do that ? No matter how much I pushed you away, you were always there.”

-“ Yeah but it’s different now.” Esteban almost whispered, looking at his hands

-“ How ?”

-“ Well, you know I like you now…”

-“ Oh, do I ?” you teased him with a grin, making him raise his head again to look at you with a knowing grin

-“ That’s what I was implying yesterday but I guess I can say it again now. I like you, y/n. Happy ?”

-“ Yes, very actually. Can we start the movie now ? I’m kinda hungry and I want to eat in front of it.” you smiled, nudging his shoulder with yours before climbing to the back seat, quickly followed by Esteban.

As sweet as Esteban’s idea had been, the logistics of it hadn’t really been taken into account and settling comfortably on the backseat with a 6 foot 2 quite broad human wasn’t the easiest of tasks. Especially when you added a bag full of snacks and a laptop that had to be seen by the both of you.

You had proposed to sit on the floor between the seats but Esteban had immediately refused, proposing to do it himself. Seeing him try to wrestle in the tight space had made the both of you laugh but you realised it was impossible for him to fit in such a confined space.

In the end, the only way you managed to settle comfortably was by sitting on Esteban’s lap with your back to his chest as you two stretched your legs on the backseat. Esteban’s head was resting on a pillow propped on the window and your head was on his chest, feeling his breath slightly tickling the back of your head.

Despite being sat in a car in the middle of nowhere in December, you felt quite warm tightly snuggled between the blanket and Esteban’s warm body. Soon enough, the movie you had put on and Esteban’s steady breathing became background noise and your eyes became more heavy as you drifted to sleep.

Esteban realised it quickly when you didn’t laugh at one of the jokes and he tried his best to stay still and not make too much noise not to wake you. It seemed like the strange setting didn’t bother you at all as you turned around slightly and wrapped your arms around his waist and buried your head against his chest in your sleep. Esteban stayed completely still for a few seconds before warming up to the contact and wrapping his arm around you in a hug.

Once the movie was over, Esteban debated if he should wake you immediately or wait for you to wake up naturally. Deciding that as comfortable as it felt right now, sleeping in this position would probably hurt your back or your neck, Esteban slowly dragged his hand up and down your arm, trying to wake you up. The only answer he got was a groan as you tried to hide your face in his chest.

-“ I know you’re comfy here but I promise you the bed is better chérie.” Esteban chuckled at your behaviour

-“ Don’t care. I don’t want to move, you’re very comfortable. And very warm.” you mumbled against him

-“ I promise you we can do that in bed too. It’ll be even more comfortable and you’ll be able to wrap yourself around me even more.”

-“ Promise ?”

-“ I promise you. But I can’t help you get ready to go out if you don’t move, I’m sorry sweetheart.”

-“ Okay then, let’s go to bed, cheese man.” you declared before pushing yourself off his chest and staring at him for a second “Your face is really pretty. Has anyone ever told you that ?”

-“ Not really, thank you though. Now come on you little koala, let’s get inside.”

Groaning one last time for principle only, you finally detached yourself from him and put your shoes and coat on, grabbing your phone who had been charging as Esteban gathered the rest of his stuff too. Since you still seemed a little asleep, he decided that leaving everything he had brought in the car would be safer if you needed to hold onto him while walking in the snow.

Esteban’s decision proved to be the right one as only a few steps out of the car, you slipped and almost fell, being caught by Esteban at the last second. The hand that had stopped you from falling a few seconds ago found yours and you slowly intertwined your fingers together, looking at Esteban intently. Your faces were close and the little clouds of smoke escaping your mouths were almost one. Looking through your lashes, you finally cut the silence.

-“ I really want to kiss you right now.”

-“ I’m so glad you just said that.” Esteban smiled before smashing his lips onto yours

Your hands came to cup his cheeks as the kiss intensified and his settled on your hips, bringing you closer to him in the process. The kiss was strong and despite how fiercely you were kissing him back, you still found yourself slowly taking a few steps back until you hit the car, making you jump slightly.

That seemed to put an end to the moment and as you separated from each other and realised what had happened, you couldn’t help but laugh, Esteban quickly joining you. The two of you stood in the cold, laughing until your cheeks were slightly stinging because of the cold and Esteban finally dragged you back inside.

Lying into bed together felt different after the kiss and Esteban sat awkwardly on the bed for a second before you patted the spot next to you with a smile and he settled down next to you. As soon as Esteban stopped moving around, you got closer to him and wrapped yourself around him like you had done in the car, making sure he honoured his promise.

This time, Esteban didn’t hesitate and his hands naturally went back around you, one arm around your waist and the other hand tracing patterns on your thighs, soothing you to sleep. Any other thoughts left your head and all you could think about was how good and warm sleeping like this felt. It seemed like Esteban felt the same as he fell asleep first, you joined him quickly after placing a soft kiss on his cheek.

The next morning when you woke up, Esteban was still there, his arms wrapped around you like they were when you had fallen asleep a few hours ago. The sun was shining outside, softly illuminating the room and casting a yellow glow all over it. Enjoying the warmth of the moment, you closed your eyes for a second, stretching your limbs before raising your head to look at the boy beneath you, finding him already staring at you.

-“ Why are you staring at me like that ?” you laughed, softly brushing a strand of hair away from his forehead

-“ It’s not everyday I have a pretty girl all curled up against me, so I’m enjoying the view.”

-“ Was that an attempt at flirting, Esteban ?”

-“ I was just telling the truth, so take it like you want.”

-“ I still can’t believe you like me.” you scoffed, hiding your face against his chest

-“ I thought I made it pretty obvious. At least obvious enough for Lance and Mick to realise it.”

-“ Do you remember the first time we met ?” you asked, resting your head on the back of your hands

-“ Of course, I do. I made a terrible first impression.”

-“ Wasn’t your best moment, that’s for sure.”

-“ I’m so sorry again. I know it was years ago but I don’t think I ever had the chance to apologise properly. I never meant to come off as mean and if I did, you didn’t deserve any of it.”

-“ I can’t be mad at you forever, can I ? Plus, how can I say no to such a pretty face.” you smiled, pinching his cheek

-“ You did not just pinch my cheek.”

-“ I did, actually. What are you going to do about it ?”

-“ You’re going to regret that.” Esteban laughed before his fingers went straight for your ribs, tickling you

You couldn’t help but screech and wiggle, quickly finding yourself sliding off Esteban to rest on the other side of the bed with the Frenchman hovering over your body, caging you between his elbows. Before he could resume his attack, you wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him down for a kiss, catching him by surprise.

-“ That’s so not fair.” Esteban grumbled, slightly pulling away from the kiss, his face only a few inches above yours

-“ What ?”

-“ You can’t just kiss me whenever you want just to distract me and get what you want.”

-“ Why ? It’s my favourite way to shut you up. Plus, it’s so fun to see you all flustered afterwards.”

-“ I’m not flustered.” he denied, trying to sound convincing

-“ Your heart is beating really fast and your face is quite red, I wonder why that is…”

-“ It’s just hot in here, that’s all.”

-“ Oh well, if it’s hot I should probably get away from you a little so you can get some air.” you winked before trying to sneak away from under him

-“ No no, I didn’t say that. Stay here please” Esteban quickly said, wrapping his arms around your waist and shifting around so he was now laying on top of you

-“ It’s not like I have a choice now anyway.” you laughed before settling your hands in his hair, playing with a few strands

-“ Oh God. Don’t do that.” Esteban almost moaned at the feeling of your nails itching his scalp

-“ I’m sorry. Did I do something wrong ?” you quickly asked, removing your hands from his hair

-“ No, I’m sorry. That’s not what I meant, please keep going. I just meant that if you do that I’m most definitely not moving for a long time.”

-“ That’s fine with me. I have one condition though.” you said, making his raise his head to look at you properly

-“ Sure, what is it ?”

-“ Kiss me.”

-“ I definitely won’t say no to that.” Esteban laughed before complying and pressing his lips against you in an affectionate kiss

You spent a few minutes just kissing each other without a care in the world, too wrapped up in each other to notice anything around you. Like the power coming back or the distinct sound of two cars pulling up the road. So when the door to Esteban’s bedroom burst open and Julia literally screamed, the two of you separated from each other like teenagers who had just been caught making out by their parents.

-“ There’s no way.” Julia said before sticking her head out in the hallway and yelling “Lance I owe you twenty dollars.”

Before you could react to what she had just said, Lance arrived right behind your best friend, a bit confused.

-“ Why would you owe me– Oh. Hello to you two lovebirds.” Lance cheekily smiled, winking at Esteban who just hid his face against your chest as you felt his face grow hot

-“ Hello Lancelot.” you sarcastically smiled, knowing he hated the nickname “Could the two of you get out and close the door on your way out, please ? We were kinda having a moment before you came in and ruined it.”

-“ Damn, happy to see you too girl.” Julia laughed before grabbing Lance’s hand and dragging away, adding something on her way out “I want all the details when you’re done kissing him, okay ?”

-“ Sure, now go please. I’d like to get back to what we were doing, thank you.”

Once the door finally closed and you could hear Lance’s laugh getting further away, Esteban propped himself up on his elbows to look at you with a ginormous smile on his face.

-“ What ? I’m not sorry I kicked them out, I wasn’t done kissing you.” you replied seriously

-“ You’re awesome.” Esteban just said before going back to kissing you, feeling you smile against his lips

Once you were finally ready to face the rest of the group, the two of you went downstairs. Before Esteban could shy away, you wrapped your hand in his and smiled sincerely as you entered the kitchen where everyone was standing, throwing out the food that had gone bad and refilling the fridge with fresh stuff.

-“ Hey you two.” Mick smiled, tearing himself off Laila to plant a kiss on your cheek and give a hug to Esteban before going back to his spot as Laila did the same

-“ Are we going to mention the elephant in the room or…” Julia asked, making everyone laughed

-“ Esteban and I kiss now, what more is there to say ? If it bothers anyone, just deal with it because unless he doesn’t want to anymore, I’m not planning on stopping myself from kissing him.”

-“ No one has a problem with it, we’re happy for you.” Mick smiled as Laila nodded

-“ It was about time anyway.” Lance snorted, earning an elbow in the ribs from Esteban

-“ Can we stop talking about us, now ? I would like to have breakfast actually.” Esteban grumbled as his stomach made a loud noise

-“ I’m not done talking about it but go on, help yourself we brought doughnuts.” Julia motionned to the red Tim Hortons box on the kitchen counter “So are you guys dating now or what ?”

-“ We haven’t really talked about it.” Esteban admitted between bites of his doughnut

-“ What are you waiting for mate ?” Lance said with a smile

-“ Esteban ?” you cut the conversation short and brought the attention back on you

-“ Yes ?”

-“ Do you want to be my boyfriend ?” you asked seriously, making Mick snort at your bluntness

-“ I– Uhm… Yeah of course.” Esteban stuttered as his face flushed

-“ Great, thank you baby.” you smiled brightly, getting on your tippy-toes to plant a kiss on his cheek “Now we can move on to other subjects and enjoy this holiday normally.”

-“ Sure but I think you broke him.” Mick laughed, pointing at Esteban who was staring at you with his eyes wide opened, his hand touching the cheek you had just kissed

-“ He’ll get over it. Now come on, you said you’d show me the video of Gina’s new horse.” you motioned for Mick to follow you into the living room, leaving Julia, Lance and Esteban alone in the kitchen

Esteban stared into the void for a few more seconds before snapping back to reality and taking another back of his doughnut, ignoring the couple laughing at him as he made a cup of coffee for you and one for him. If you kept surprising him like that, he wasn’t sure he’d last the whole trip but at least he’d die a happy man with the girl he had pinned over for years finally in his arms.

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