#like do yall know and just think it's a funny joke to keep repeating...
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Friends with Benefits Part 3
(I would listen to these two songs on repeat while reading)
P1 P2 P4 P5 P6
pairing: y/n and matt sturniolo
summary: You and Matt are best friends, who occationaly have sex on the low. No string attached, just sex. Well, just sex for him. Little did he know you were falling in love and falling fucking fast.
warnings: smut, mention of an age gap (not in a creepy way, just a joke), drinking, cursing, a physical fight at the end
part three you guys have been begging for, prepare yourselves now. Just warning you this one is a sad one, love yall
xoxo, Autumn
"This one?" I asked holding up the third option of the night. "No" She stated staring at me. I dropped the dress in my hands and glared at her. "You're not taking this seriously" I said turning back to my closet. She crossed her arms over her chest. "Oh, I'm taking this very seriously" She nodded. I glared back at her.
The truth was is that i've been avoiding Matt all week. I respond to his texts, miss his calls. I'll say I miss him, but I won't come over. It's been a back in forth battle between my mind whether or not I wanted to do this or not. All day I'll pace around, saying that I was done. Then the night came and I would text him. He was starting to get irretated and I knew it.
Tonight was his birthday. I was texting him last night when it turned midnight.
last night:
to Matt Stromboli 12:01am
I guess you're a year older now
From: Matt Stromboli 12:01am
Is that suppose to be your way of telling me happy birthday?
to Matt Stromboli 12:02am
Something like that
From: Matt Stromboli 12:02am
How sweet of you. Oops, just got another text from my side hoe, she sent me a paragraph
I knew it was a joke, but it hit me like a punch in the face. I couldn't show it, and that's when my brain tells me i'm trying to pull back for a reason.
to Matt Stromboli 12:04
Wouldn't want to keep her waiting now do we?
From: Matt Stromboli 12:02am
Oh of course not, brb
From: Matt Stromboli 12:03am
Thank you so much for the deep message y/n/n, I can't stop thinking about you either. You are so hot and I can't wait to spend the entire night with you while you tell me just HOW happy you are that it is my birthday. 20 has never felt so good. Guess I'm considered a pedo since you're still 19, but still can't keep you off my mind ;)
to Matt Stromboli 12:04
Was that you referencing me as your side hoe and dissing my age all in one message?
From: Matt Stromboli 12:05am
Side hoe, main hoe, whatever hoe. You fit the description for all of them.
From: Matt Stromboli 12:05
....or you guys just happen to have the same name
to Matt Stromboli 12:06
So you're messing with TWO 19-year-olds. brb calling the police
From: Matt Stromboli 12:06
Lol so funny. (pls don't)
I laughed out loud.
to Matt Stromboli 12:07
I just talked to them. They said you're sentenced to no birthday sex from either of the 19-year-olds.
From: Matt Stromboli 12:07
NO PLEASE I'LL DO ANYTHING. THERE IS ONLY ONE 19-YEAR-OLD I SWEAR
to Matt Stromboli 12:08
wow never have seen you beg before. Kinda like it
From: Matt Stromboli 12:09
Don't get used to it. You've been depriving me for a week now, i'm starting to lose vision in my left eye.
to Matt Stromboli 12:08
Goodnight birthday boy
From: Matt Stromboli 12:10
God that message just made me hard
to Matt Stromboli 12:08
Oh god, doctor, he's flat-lining
From: Matt Stromboli 12:10
my doctor is a gross old man, you ruined it.
to Matt Stromboli 12:11
Sorry
From: Matt Stromboli 12:12
Can I call you?
I sighed looking at the ceiling. As much as I wanted to keep this going of pulling back. It was midnight and I was talking to the man I was in love with and he hasn't touched me in a week.
From: Matt Stromboli 12:13
Please. I just need to hear your voice. You could literally talk about anything for about 30 seconds and I'll be done for.
I smiled.
to Matt Stromboli 12:11
Am I dreaming or is Matthew Bernard Sturniolo being submissive?
From: Matt Stromboli 12:13
I can't finish without you, please. It's my birthday
I rolled my eyes before I clicked to call him. It didn't ring one time before he answered. "Matthewwww" I sang. I already heard him whine over the phone and small breaths over the phone. My eyes went wide.
"Wow okay. Already going at it I see?" I chuckled. "Shut up" He grunted over the phone. I sat up on my bed, smiling to myself. "Hey who's the one in control right now? I could start talking about your doctor again and turn you off so fast" I stated. He groaned. "Stop talking about my doctor" I heard him chuckle over the phone.
"Then stop telling me to shut up" I said bluntly. He let out a breath. "Okay, I'm sorry" He said quickly. I smiled, I loved this. "What do you want me to talk about?" I asked, he took a few second before responding.
"Anything-Anything just keep talking" He stuttered. I smiled, rolling over. "Okay" I sighed thinking. I could fuck with him. "Today I did laundry." I stated. I heard him chuckle softly. "Yeah?" He breathed. I hummed. "Yeah and then I fingered myself while wearing that shirt you gave me" I said out of the blue. I heard him moan almost immediately, making me chuckle.
"A-Are you serious?" He asked breathlessly. I chuckled to myself. "No, I just have no idea how to do this" I laughed. I heard him chucking a bit, before breathing in. "Dude" He said. "Plus I'm on my period" I lied. "No you're not" He grunted. I furrowed my eyebrows. "I have your period on a tracker" He breathed. I rolled my eyes, of course he did.
"Tell me what you're wearing" He breathed. I looked down at my big t-shirt and sweatpants. "Uhm" I hummed. "Nothing" I lied. I heard short and shallow breaths. "Just laying here, like naked you know?" I sighed looking up.
"I know you're lying" He moaned. I giggled. "Tell me about you're day" He grunted. "Just keep talking" His voice broke at the last word. I sighed into the phone. "Okay, well. I cleaned my room I was actually being really productive. Then I started scrolling through instagram then-Oh! You know that clothing account that has the like spider-web design like thing on it?" I asked through the phone.
"Uh humm" He hummed through the phone. "Well I bought like a sweatshirt off of it, and I'm actually really excited for it to come in, you know?" I smiled. "Yeah baby" He sighed into the phone. I smiled. "Lucy said it was a stupid buy, but I think that it would look really cool with those cargo pants I got, but I have no idea what shoes to wear with them. Trying out a new like cool look." I said smiling. He breathed in sharply.
"Fuck" He cursed, his breathing getting heavier. "Are you clooossee?" I asked. "Hm huh" He breathed. I sighed into the phone. "I wish I was there" I stated leaning on my hand as i started to play with my hair. "Me too" He said quickly. "Hmm, you wish it was my hand don't you?" I teased. "Fuck, yes" He moaned. I smiled.
"Just pretend that is. That I'm hovering over you, kissing your neck. Telling you to let go all over my fingers like a good birthday boy-" I almost laughed at my dirty talk, but he liked it.
"Y/n-Fuck-I-" I heard him say loudly and then moaned loudly, before he let out a deep breath. "Are you-Did you-" I asked. "Yes" He chuckled. I smiled. "Good" I stated. He sighed into the phone. "Hold on a second" He said and I heard rustling on the other end, and I waited.
"You're coming tomorrow right?" He asked. I sighed into the phone. "Yeah" I breathed. "Good" He said softly, settling back down.
"Nate and Justin come in tomorrow and they are staying with us" He explained. I nodded. "That'll be fun" I said over the phone. He sighed. "The only reason I'm saying that is because you can't spend the night tomorrow" He said, making my face drop and my heart hurt.
"Oh" I said, swallowing. "I just don't want to make it a thing you know? I mean like it's not a big deal with Chris and Nick because they like know, but I don't feel like explaining it to Nate and Justin" He said, making me breath out.
"Right" I said. I felt like an idiot. An absolute idiot. I closed my eyes and leaned my head back. Feeling the pit in mu stomach form from the punch in the gut. You're not like my girlfriend, so you shouldn't spend the night when people I care about are staying with me.
"But, I am still excited for you to see them and meet them and stuff" He said. I bit my lip. "Yeah, yeah of course" I breathed. "And I'm excited to see you. Since you've been ghosting me the past week" He chuckled. I swallowed. "Yeah, sorry i've just been.....busy" I said feeling tears start to fill in my eyes.
"Yeah I know, no hard feelings. I just miss seeing my homie" He said happily. His homie. Fucking Ouch. "Yeah yeah. I just-" I took a breath. "I'll just see you at the party then" I said shaking my head. "Okay cool" He said before we said our goodbyes. I swallowed clicking off the phone.
present:
I swallowed shifting through my clothes remembering last night. "Just pick something already" She sighed. I picked out a black dress and showed it to her. Her eyes went wide. "What? It's my favorite dress" I argued. "No" She said standing. "It's Matt's favorite dress" She said raising her eyebrows. I sighed looking at it, it did make me look really good.
"Give me the shirt back or i'm wearing it" I said looking over at her. She sighed and looked at me. "No" She said. "Then, I'm wearing it" I smiled before walking into the bathroom.
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We were on the uber ride there when I turned to Lucy. "I'm gonna talk to him eventually Lucy, I just-tonight's his birthday" I sighed. She looked over at me and nodded. "I'll hold my breath" She smiled making me shake my head. She pushed me slightly.
"Hey, it's your life you can do what you want. I just don't want to see you get hurt" She said quietly. I nodded. Lucy was a good friend. She really was, but I was already hurt. Constantly getting hurt. I looked down at the box in my hand, rubbing my thumb over it.
"Is that for Matt?" She asked looking down, I nodded. I opened it looking down at the ring. It was a ring that he's wanted for so long. So I thought I'd buy it for his birthday. Now looking down at it, I debated even giving it to him. I closed it before putting it back in my purse and turning to look out the window.
We pulled up to the house and their were cars lining the street. We thanked the driver and walked out and up to the house. I stood at the door for a second. Lucy stopped and looked at me. "You okay?" She asked. I looked at her before nodding, but not moving.
"You gonna go inside?" She asked pointing at the door. I licked my lips. "It feels-" I started to say. "Weird" I whispered. She sighed leaning over to me. "You look hot. If Matt can't see it then screw him. Okay? Birthday or not I'll beat his ass" She smiled making me smile.
I nodded before walking through the door. The loudness of the party came over me as we walked in. I glanced around before I saw all of them standing and talking in the kitchen. I swallowed and turned towards Lucy who was behind me.
"What are you doing?" She asked quickly. "I can't do it" I said shaking my head. She furrowed her eyebrows. "What do you mean?" She asked leaning towards me. "I can't be here, not tonight, not on his birthday. I can't-" I started to shake my head.
"Y/n!"
I winced at the sound of my name being called. Lucy looked up behind me and then back down to me. "They are walking over here" She whispered in between her teeth. I opened my eyes and slowly turned around. I saw Chris, Nate, and Nick all walk up to me glancing behind them seeing Matt and Justin stay on the other side of the kitchen, while Matt glanced at me. I looked away from them.
"Hey" I smiled up at Nick, bringing him into a hug. "Happy birthday" I said as I pulled back from the hug. "Thank you" He smiled. I pulled Chris into a hug as well. "Happy birthday" I smiled, he let go. "Thanks Y/n/n" He smiled down at me. I looked over to Nate.
"Y/n and Lucy, this is Nate" Nick said motion to Nate. I pulled him into a hug as well, catching Matt's stare from the other side of the kitchen. I let Nate go, leaning back. "It's nice to meet you" Nate smiled at me. I nodded smiling. "It's nice to meet you too, these boys never shut up about you" I smiled, making him look over at Chris and Nick.
"I'm Lucy, I don't do hugs. Happy birthday boys" She motioned to Chris and Nick. They nodded.
"So Y/n, do you live in LA?" Nate asked. I nodded looking down. "I do, i've lived here my whole life" I said looking at him, he nodded. "I'm gonna have to come visit more often" He said smiling, making me raise my eyebrows. Chris and Nick looked at each other. Lucy looked over at me. I awkwardly laughed.
"Oh yeah well" I cleared my throat. "You look beautiful" He said looking at me. I opened my mouth to respond when Matt came over to us. He put his hands on Nate's shoulders staring down at him.
"Nate, getting a little too friendly with my guests hm?" He said smiling. Nate just looked at him. Lucy eyed me and I just looked at her. Matt looked over to me, releasing Nate. "Y/n" He stated. I nodded at him. Nick looked between us and cleared his throat.
"Justin, this is Y/n" Nick said motioning to Justin. I looked over smiling, shaking his hand. "Hi" I smiled he nodded. Matt stayed looking at me. "Y/n/n, let's go get a drink" Lucy said pulling my arm. I looked at her and then to Matt.
"Okay" I breathed as we walked away. I let out a deep breath. "That was weird" Lucy said. I nodded. "Really weird" She nodded. I turned back around looking at them, Matt's eyes were trained on me. I swallowed turning back around as Lucy handed me a drink.
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The rest of the night I attempted to talk to as many people as I possibly could so that I wouldn't run into Matt. I didn't want to deal with my feelings, if I was being completely honest. I didn't want to face him.
I've been here and hour and haven't even spoken to him. Lucy turned to me and told me she was going to the bathroom. I nodded as she walked off. I wasn't standing there three seconds before I felt someone walk up to me.
"You're not gonna tell me happy birthday?"
I turned slowly, seeing Matt looking down at me. I blinked up at him before looking down. "I already did Matt, last night" I said barley looking at him, keeping my eyes busy scanning the room. He licked his lips, his eyes trained on my face.
"You've been avoiding me" he stated making me look up at him. He was looking down at me with an expression I couldn't read.
"No I haven't" I lied. "I know when you lie to me y/n" He stated quickly. I swallowed before bringing my drink up to my mouth. He took it out of my hands, putting it on the counter beside us.
I looked down at the cup and then back up at him.
"Happy Birthday Matt" I breathed before attempting to turn, but I felt my arm being grabbed as he dragged me away. I looked up at him as he dragged me away down the hall.
"Matt" I said trying to get my arm away but he pushed me into his room before closing the door.
"Matt! What the hell was-"
"Are you pregnant?" He asked looking down at me closing his eyes briefly. My mouth fell open. That was the last possible thing I expected to fall from him mouth.
"W-What?" I asked looking up at him in shock. He sighed looking down. "Fuck Y/n are you? because if you are-Oh my god-Fuck-" he rambled.
"Matt I'm not pregnant!" I yelled at him. He looked up at me pausing. "Then what is wrong?" He threw us hands up. I sighed looking down.
"Y/n/n" he breathed stepping towards me. If I was smart, I would step away from him. But I was the dumbest bitch alive. I looked up at him as his hands came around my waist.
"Talk to me." He breathed. I let out a shaky breath. I looked down at my purse. I looked back up at him, his eyes boring into mine. I gripped my purse.
"I got you something" I whispered. He just looked at me. "For your birthday" I said reaching down and opening my bag. He looked down, stepping back for a second. I pulled out the small box and handed it to him.
He looked down at it and then back at me. I smiled sadly at him. He looked back down opening the small box and pulling out the ring. He smiled rubbing his thumb over it. He looked up at me.
"You didn't have to do that y/n/n" he breathed. I nodded. "I know I just thought-" I swallowed. I looked up at him. "Do you like it?" I whispered.
He nodded. "I love it" He said looking at it. He walked over setting the box on his dresser and slipping the ring over his finger. I looked down at my feet.
"You look pretty" he said as he turned around. I just looked at him. "Yeah" I stated. He walked over to me slowly.
"It's the dress" he stated as he ran his finger over the strap. I swallowed. "It's the dress" I said back. The dress I was wearing the first time we hooked up. He put his hands on my face. I blinked up at him.
I love you so much.
My mind screamed.
"I love the ring" he said rubbing his thumbs across my cheeks. I smiled. "I'm glad" I said quietly, almost inaudible.
I want this to be forever. I wanted this to be real. I want to be yours. I don't want to be hiding behind your bedroom door anymore.
I closed my eyes.
"I've thought about you all day long" he whispered. My eyes stayed closed. "Yeah?" I whispered back. "Yeah" he breathed before I felt him kiss me softly. I opened my eyes as he pulled away.
"Have you had a good birthday?" I asked. He smiled. "Yeah" he said leaning down and kissing my cheek so softly. I swallowed. He lifted his head and looked at me.
"Does the police sentence still stand?" He whispered as he trailed his hand down my arm. Sex. Right. I let out a shaky breath.
"I-I don't know" I stuttered. He pulled me against him, making me breath in. "I'm staying in here with you while my birthday party goes on out there" he stated as he brushed a piece of hair behind my ear.
"And I can't have you tonight" he dragged out smiling. I just watched him. "And I've missed you. I've missed this" he stated. I looked up at him.
"And you in that dress" he sighed looking down at me. I swallowed feeling my emotions starting to come up my throat.
"Matt?" I whispered. He looked up at me. "Can you kiss me?" I asked softly. He smiled and nodded before bringing our lips together in a slow kiss. I kissed him back, in my mind kissing my boyfriend. On his birthday. And after he was going to walk out there holding my hand announcing to the world that I was his girlfriend. That he was proud of me. Proud that I was his.
I sighed as I kissed him. He pushed me back by my hips and pushed me onto the bed, climbing on top me. I connected us back together in a hungrier kiss.
"You make me crazy" he mumbled against my lips. You have no idea how crazy you make me. I closed my eyes feeling the lump in my throat pushing it down. Praying it would go down.
He moved down kissing my neck hungrily, slightly pushing up my dress. I stared up at the ceiling feeling it in my chest. The reality of the situation setting in, hitting me like a ton of bricks. This wasn't fair. This wasn't fair.
I felt tears start to brim at my eyes. I couldn't focus on his mouth against my neck. I couldn't even feel the sensation of it anymore, all I was focused was the tears threatening to spill over.
"Matt" I said softly as the tears pooled. "Hmm" He breathed against me moving downward towards my chest, pushing the dress up higher. I swallowed and closed my eyes.
"Matt stop. Please stop" my voice broke. Immediately from hearing my voice he sat up lifting his hands off me completely. He looked down at me with a look of fear when he saw my face.
"What? What happened? Y/n what's wrong?" His voice full of concern as he looked in my eyes. I shook my head tears spilling from my eyes. I felt his hands come up to my face and I pushed them off of me. I rolled out from under him and he sat hesitantly next to me, going to hold me but paused.
"Y/n. What's wrong? Why are you crying? Did I do something?" He asked next to me quickly. I shook my head and looked down, not being able to form words, my throat closing. suffocating me. His presence and his confusion suffocating me.
"Y/n" he said softly, placing his hand on my leg. I pushed it off. "I don't understand" he shook his head. I took a deep breath and stood up.
"That's the problem Matt, you don't understand" I said shaking my head and wiping my face. "You don't understand that every single thing you do fucking kills me! You're killing me." I yelled down at him. He just stared up at me, like a lost puppy.
"Don't look at me like-like that" I said turning my head starting to cry harder. He stood up reaching for me but I stepped back. "No" I whimpered.
"Y/n-" he started to say but I cut him off. "It's not f-fair!" I pointed at him. "It's not fair that you hold me after we have sex. It's not fair that you kiss me like you care about me. It's not fair that you tell me you think about me all day. It's not fair that tell me not to see anyone else. It's not fair that you almost rip your best friend's fucking head off for flirting with me." I said out of breath. His face turned hard and he looked down.
"It's not fair that call me yours when I'm n-not!" I yelled letting the tears stream down my face, clawing at my chest. He just blinked up at me.
"Y-You don't get it" I breathed. "You don't get that every single thing you say to me-" I took a deep breath. I couldn't think, everything that was in my mind was coming out like a word vomit.
"Y-you treat me like your fucking girlfriend and drop my hand when someone walks by. You don't even want to be the one to introduce me to your best friend. Y-You pull me into your room when you have to ask me what's wrong because you don't want people to see that you care." I shook my head, hearing it all fall out of my mouth just made it more of a reality.
"And-and I get it okay? I get it that it was my choice. I agreed to this, but how can you-" I bit my lip looking up. "How you lay there and do those things and-" I cried cutting myself off, shaking my head. "It's not fucking fair" I whispered.
Things that I've kept bottled up forever and had never vocalized before were spilling out of my mouth as I cried in front of the boy I loved most, the boy that was killing me.
"Everyday I lay there hoping and wishing that you would-" I closed my eyes trying to breath.
"You hide me like I'm some huge secret and it's killing me" I cried holding my chest. Matt stood silently in front of me with his mouth slightly parted staring at me.
"You drive 25 minutes out of your way to give me your shirt because you thought I was mad that you asked me to give it back." I breathed looking at him, shaking my head.
"Matt, you're fucking killing me" I said barley above a whisper. Silence filled the room around us. I looked down at my feet. My heart beating out of my chest. The silence slicing through me like a knife. This was it. It was all out there.
"Y/n" he breathed. I looked up at him with tear stained cheeks. His eyes full of sorrow as he stared at me.
"I was a virgin" I admitted. His eyes went wider. "What?" He asked suddenly. I licked my lips and looked down at my feet.
"I didn't want to tell you because I didn't want you to not take me seriously. I-I wanted this. I thought I could do it like this. I thought it would be easier, I didn't realize that-" I stopped taking in a deep breath.
"You were my first everything" I said looking at him. He blinked at me. I realized with his expression that It wasn't fair that I didn't tell him. It wasn't fair to him and It wasn't fair to myself. "What?" His voice broke. I bit my lip and looked to the side and then back at him.
"I'm such-I thought that-" I let out a breath. I looked at him, hurt filling his face. "I thought that one day you would wake up and realize that you wanted more. That you wanted to show me to your friends not h-hide me behind closed doors-" I shook my head as a sob came up my throat, realizing how ridilcious this sounded as it came out of my mouth.
"That you'd wake up and realize that you-" I let out a shaky breath along with a sob.
"Matt, I love you" I admitted, his face dropped. "Y/n-" he breathed stepping forwards. I shook my head stepping back and hitting the wall slightly.
"I can't-" I shook my head. "I can't do this anymore" I said through a sob. "I can't live another day just being the girl who sits and waits for the boy to love her back" I cried before turning and waking out of the room.
"Y/n. Wait. Please don't-" Matt ran after me. The noises of the party came back over me as it felt like everyone's eyes came to me. I looked down hiding my face as I bolted towards the kitchen.
"Y/n?" I heard Chris's voice. I looked up at him, worry filling his face. I turned and saw Matt walking quickly behind me.
"Y/n?" I heard Lucy's voice I looked up at her. Horror filled her face and she looked at Matt approaching us. "Let's go. We're leaving right now" she said grabbing my arm and pulling me away.
I nodded as we walked to the front door, a cry coming out of my mouth. I turned and saw Chris stopping Matt, pushing his chest and Matt argued towards him before I turned around leaving the party.
Matt pov
"Y/n" I breathed, tears filling my eyes as I watched Lucy grab her arm and drag her away. I went to go after her but felt Chris push my chest back. I looked up at him, anger filled his face. I tried to move past him but he stood in front of me.
"Move" I spat harshly trying to move past him again but he pushed me back again. I watched as she walked out of the door and out of my life. I felt my heart drop. I swallowed feeling tears start to run down my face.
"What did you do?" Chris asked angrily at me. I looked over at him. "I didn't-" I breathed looking between him and Nick. "Get out of my way" I said through gritted teeth, pushing him harder. I was't losing her. Under any circumstance. She can't leave like this. What if she gets hurt? What if she does something stupid? What I never saw her again? She can't walk away like this.
I felt Nick's arm pull me back. "Matt stop!" Nick said. I turned around and looked at him. "Let her go" Nick said softly. "Nick I will rip your arm off, let me go now" I spat. He bit his lip as he looked at me. I realized that the party talk had stopped around us and everyone was looking at us.
"I will fight you in front of everyone. I don't care. I can't let her leave" I said glaring at him, my eyes full of tears. He just blinked at me. I ripped my arm away from him and sprinted towards the door. I ripped the door open and ran down the driveway, the tears clouding my vision. I could barely see.
"Please" I mumbled looking around. She was nowhere to be found. "Fuck" My voice broke. I heard footsteps come from behind me as I walked back and forth down the street. No sign of her anywhere.
She left.
I turned kicking the trash can to the ground and fisting my hair with my hand. I looked over to see Chris and Nick looking at me with a worried expression from the driveway. I tore my eyes away from them, looking away as a cry escaped my throat. I covered my face with my hands as the tears came.
I heard footsteps approach me and I felt a hand on my back. I pushed away from them. I looked up.
"A-Are you happy?" I asked looking between them. They both looked at each other. I wiped my nose and looked down. "Are you?" Nick asked looking at me, making me look up at them. "What?" I spat, trying to catch my breath. Nick sighed and looked down.
"We told you-" Chris started. "I'm not talking about this with you" I cut him off pushing past him. "I told you that you were gonna hurt her!" He screamed back at me making me stop. I glared down at the ground. "She didn't deserve that" Chris breathed. I bit my lip before letting out a deep breath. I stopped, sitting down on the grass. They walked over sitting next to me. I shook my head as I leaned down crying between my knees.
"I didn't-" I shook as their arms came around me. "How could I-" I choked. I leaned up attempting to breathe. "I should have-" I stopped as I cried. "She told me she loved me" I whispered, Chris and Nick looked at each other.
"And you didn't already know that?" Nick asked looking down at me. I looked over at him. I closed my eyes and sighed. A part of me knew that. A part of me saw it in the way she looked at me, or the way she spoke to me. The other part of me just didn't want to accept that.
"You fell in love with her too, you're just too fucking prideful to admit it" Chris said making me, bite my lip. "I don't date" I said shaking my head. Chris stood up standing in front of me. "Will you get over yourself?" He yelled down at me. I didn't look up at him.
"Look at you right now! You almost fought Nick in there for stopping you from getting to her and you're gonna sit here and tell me that you don't love her?" He yelled. I glared at my feet. "You talk about her like she's the only thing you think about for god's sake!" He said throwing his hands up.
"You're private about your life with her and I get that, I do, but if you were just using her for a good fuck and that's it- wouldn't you brag about it? Wouldn't you tell you're best friends about what she does behind closed doors?" He asked making me look up at him. I glared at him, tightening my fists.
"Chris" Nick said warningly. Chris scoffed shaking his head. "No" He said crossing his arms. "No, he doesn't." He looked back at me. "What does she do huh?" Chris said raising his eyebrows. I closed my eyes. I can't fight my brother. I can't fight my brother. My mind screamed at me.
"Is she good at giving head?" He asked suddenly my eyes snapped open at him. I let out a breath. "What kind of underwear does she wear? Hm?" He asked looking at me. I felt all the blood rush to my head. He can't talk about her like that. He narrowed his eyes at me.
"Or does she even wear any at all?" He said. I stood up pushing him back. "Matt!" Nick stood up. Chris walked back to me, pushing me and then we were in a full on brawl. He punched me in the shoulder and I punched him across the face.
"Matt what the fuck!" Nick yelled between us. Chris wiped his mouth, blood present on his hand. Chris held his hand up to stop Nick from interfering. He spat on the ground before walking back towards me. "You wanna go? Let's go fuck boy" He said motioning for me to come towards him. I walked over to him grabbing him by the shoulders and onto the ground beneath us.
"Get off of each other!" Nick yelled. He pushed himself on top of me, holding me against the ground.
"You talk about how pretty her eyes are" He breathed looking down at me. I struggled beneath him, glaring up at him. He pushed my shoulders harder against the ground. I was breathing heavy up at him. "You talk about what joke's she told" He stated. I stopped struggling.
"You talk about her like you love her" He said letting my shoulders go. I turned my head and tears started to come up to my eyes again. "You just need to get over yourself and admit it" He said climbing off me completely. I let out a breath sitting up.
They both looked down at me. I avoided their eyes and looked away.
"Of course I'm in love with her" I admitted out loud for the first time. Nick smiled down at me and Chris shook his head. "How could someone not be?" I sighed rubbing my face. "I treated her like shit" I said realizing everything I've done to her. They just stood in front of me.
"Fuck" I said hanging my head. "What do I do?" I asked looking up at them, they just looked at each other.
lollll sorry i'm just gonna leave this hear (dont hate me)❤️
#christopher sturniolo#nick sturniolo#nicolas sturniolo#sturniolo fanfic#sturniolo smut#matt sturniolo#chris sturniolo#sturniolo triplets#sturniolo x reader#Spotify
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ASKBOX IS OPEN REQUESTS ARE OPEN HERE ARE THE RULES
Askbox/Requests will be open today, April 22 from 2pm-10pm EST, i will be ordering myself a fancy delivery foods at some point to keep me goin.
The askbox will remain open for the duration of stream and I'll get as many as I can done today, but I will not get to all your requests (usually its like minimum 400).
I'll be using the remainder for daily content til I run out again, which means your request will likely get done eventually so long as it follows the ground rules/instructions:
1) Funny- the request needs to be humorous, memes usually the most popular but dnd in jokes and other shitpostery is welcome. i abide by the MBMBAM NO BUMMERS rule - there are plenty of sad/deep calligraphers out there who’d be happy to work with yall, but this isn’t that sort of channel
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Siren headcanons but they’re not TOOOOOO sad (only a little)
#1. He’s bad at math. He is BAD at math. “Quick, what’s 3 X 6?”
“Huh?……….4?”
But he’s a prodigy at English/history MAYBE science if I’m feeling nice today. Like Sharkspear over here doesn’t know 2 + 2.
2#. He’s good at singing. (Please give him SOME talents yall he can’t only be a goofy goober). His mother named him Siren for a REASON. He loves doing it to, him and his dad used to sing together when he couldn’t sleep. It’s a softer part of him. However, he is MORTIFIED to do it infront of others. He was caught by Kappa one day and never lived down the embarrassment. (Kappa DEF begged him to sing again)
(Listen to caraphernelia by Pierce the veil. Emo but accurate)
3#. His hair is actually wavy/pretty curly. (Shoal kinda looks like he does) but has NO idea how to take care of it so he just leaves it sticking up. He’d be the type of kid to smack his hairbrush against his head while crying. He’s broken brushes and can’t even USE combs.
4#. He has a lighter voice. Softer and sillier. Like, Kappa would have the deeper quieter of the two while Siren would sound like a cartoon character. Or new reporter but sillier. The second you talk to this guy you just KNOW he’s gonna be your best friend till you walk away. Like, it’s not harsh but it has bass to it. He’s not particularly loud but you WILL hear him if he wants to be heard. VOICE CRACKS WHEN HES HAPPY.
5#. He THRIVES talking to people. Loved it. Could talk for HOURS and still want to keep going. Talking about life, their thoughts, his thoughts, stupid rants. Anything. He takes control of group convos and just LEADS. Why? Because he’s just charming and funny, literally social sweetheart. Always DELIGHTED to make new friends.
6#. He is literally a walking cartoon character. His voice, the way he talks, the things he says, his laugh, the way he talk with his hands, the way he reacts literally EVERYTHING about him is so expressive and fun to watch. He’s the funnest person to talk to because he’ll ALWAYS give you a reaction and funny joke. He’s basically pinkie pie just as a dude and shark.
Blue pinkie pie.
7#. Cries to art. He is MOVED by music and paintings and LITERATURE and literally everything that the arts includes.
8#. (YOU CAN IGNORE THIS ONE ITS CRINGE) but since he wasn’t able to really spar and train with the other sharks, I think he’d be on the softer, plusher side. Easy to hide through clothes or sucking in with the public but I dunno. I thought it would make sense. He would be DEATHLY insecure though. Sorry Siren ❤️
9#. He is the FUNNIEST mf in the entire Shark castle. Like he’s so naturally witty and sharp that people are intimidating. Comedic gold. (Or it could be his complete resting bitch-COUGH-unamused face) He’s just so clever and uses that to make jokes and make others laugh.
10#. He giggles like “hehehe😈” and laughs like “HAHAH *gasp* HAHAHA” on repeat. Hyena laugh but it’s cute. Throws his head back and laughs loudly and freely. Siren definitely has a smile that just RADIATES joy and happiness. Sweetest thing ever.
11#. Adores horror, but definitely jumps and screams at jump scares. Like, he’ll search and listen to horror stories for HOURS but then be too paranoid after to turn the lights off. Loves the thrill of it. Then hates the anxiety after.
12#. He’s a goofy goober. Just a funny guy. (Pretty neurodivergent). He’s shark Jerma basically. Or a nicer Scout. But he is just a silly guy.
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i'm gonna make a general post about this, instead of answering all the individual asks i got. especially since they all basically say the same thing, and i don't want to repeat myself over and over again.
this is about colby's love life, so it's not anything too serious. so let's all remember that haha
okay, so… in case you missed it, which i'm assuming some of you probably did: colby and sam went out last night, colby admitted today that he got blacked out. while in that state (most likely), he posted a pic of him and girl on his stories. there's nothing major about the picture. it was literally just him and a girl taking a selfie together. a girl he hasn't been seen with before.
then this afternoon, he removed the pic from his story.
and you might be wondering "why is any of this newsworthy?" your guess is as good as mine, lovely readers. bc to me, who the fuck cares lol
according to my anons tho, this is important. so, let me give my two cents on it.
i think my main issue, or complaint, with how this fandom treats colby's love life is that you all take it a lot more seriously than even he does. some of you treat it like it's life or death or a serious issue that needs to be discussed when in reality, we just don't know enough to really comment on it. if you wanna have fun, say something funny, whatever - that's fine. but a lot of you go from joking about it to full blown calling him or the girl he's possibly with names. and that's just weird.
i've seen plenty of fans slut shame colby. but i find it quite odd when we don't know enough to even really say whether or not he is a slut. first and foremost, there's nothing wrong with sleeping around or being a slut. there's only an issue if you lie to the ppl you're sleeping with (like saying you're committed to them when you're not) and or not using protection. those are really the only issues. and the thing is, colby hasn't been in a serious, committed relationship since 2016 (in his own words). so i find it strange that any fan of his would be pissed that he's not staying committed to one girl. like, that man isn't trying to be in a relationship. he's allowed to fuck around.
and the MAJOR, top TIER actual problem this fandom has is assuming every girl colby is around is his new girlfriend/fling. a lot of fans have this problem with thinking that any girl in colby's orbit is a) someone he plans to fuck, b) someone he is currently fucking, or c) someone he has already fucked. a lot of you guys act like colby can't be friends with a pretty, single girl. and yes, that includes the ones that show their ass on insta or have an onlyfans. and look, you wanna joke about stuff like that, be my guest. but a lot of you haven't been joking. a lot of you shame the shit out of colby for things he didn't do or that you have no proof he is doing. it's really gross to assume he can't have platonic relationships with women.
the amount of times i have read things like "colby is such a slut, sleeping around and having all of these playthings. it's so gross. he needs to keep it in his pants, he's such a manwhore" when YOU DON'T KNOW WHO HE IS OR ISN'T SLEEPING WITH. idk what projection you feel the need to put on him, but he isn't your exes. you don't gotta assume he's fucking everything that moves.
and even if he was…. what's wrong with that? and i don't want to hear "oh but he's the one that wants a connection but then doesn't settle down". he's allowed to be unsure of what he wants. he's allowed to go looking and switch up his mind from time to time. reality is if he was doing something wrong, ie fucking over these girls over and over again, half of LA wouldn't fuck with him. most of his assumed exes still fucking follow him, so clearly he isn't burning bridges or pouring gas and waiting for them to light the match. not to mention, he's not trying to settle down. he's allowed to go out and have fun and get his dick wet if he wants to lol
bffr yall, you're telling me you don't say one thing but do something else that goes against that? take me for example, i would love to be in a relationship rn. but i'm not putting myself out there at all. so OF COURSE i'm still single. we all do shit like this. let's not put ourselves on a high horse just bc it's easier to call him out than it is to admit our own shortcomings :)
i think it's good to remember that not every girl that's around him is someone he's planning to, is currently, or has fucked before in the past. some girls are just his friends. some might turn into more, some might not at all. it's wrong to believe that he can't have just girl friends. it's wrong to assume that all he sees when he looks at a woman is a pair of tits and ass, or that she's some conquest he needs to win. another notch in his belt. not only does it boil the woman down to nothing but a sex doll, but you turn colby into a sex monster, looking for his next nut. it's very weird.
also, i know a lot of you don't like 99% of the women he chills with, for whatever reason. and i need you all to learn and accept that colby is not your sim. you don't get to control his actions. you don't get to say he should be with X girl for y and z reasons. he's allowed to be with clout chasey girls. he's allowed to be with annoying girls. he's allowed to even be with girls that post him too much. it doesn't matter. it's his life, he lurks and knows what happening way more than we do, and it's best we just let him do his thing and ignore the girls that annoy us. don't let curiosity win. just block the girls and move on if they really annoy you that deeply.
and if you're done with colby and his love life, move on then. there's no reason to be hung up on something that should just be mildly amusing to you at best.
stuff like this shouldn't be major drama or important things we direly need to talk about it. this should be silly and fun and lighthearted. it used to be, too. but too many of you have read too many y/n fanfics and think you have a choice in the matter when you really don't. and i mean that as respectfully as i can say it. you don't own colby. colby doesn't owe you an explanation as to why he does what he does. accept it as reality and move on. if he, or his choices, upset you that much - leave. log out for a while. all of this silly, nonsensical shit will still be here when and if you return. and for some of you, i strongly suggest leaving, since this clearly upsets you too much.
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Alright guys here's the first room closeup (+ headcanons/notes), by popular demand:
~Mike & Will's room~
(Plz don't judge my choice of wall art I pretty much just picked it bc it matched the wallpaper colors and there weren't a lot of good options)
Ok so design details
I know yall see that blue and yellow, and the green in the middle. All very intentional. The bed w/ the yellow blanket is Will's & the one w/ the blue blanket is Mike's. They sit on the rug when they're having their little heart-to-hearts that the rest of the party never seem to be a part of for "some reason"
Also, these boys wear a lot of fuckin stripes, so. Blue and yellow striped wallpaper? Green striped rug? Idk man it was screaming byler what can I say
And then there's a record player or whatever on the dresser between them, bc as we all know Will is a music guy and Mike lets Will do whatever he wants even if that means keeping him up listening to his favorite song all night bc he'd never forgive himself if Vecna somehow got Will bc Mike made him turn it off*
*So, to explain what that's all about: after his repeated failed attempts with Max, One went after Will next bc y'know, lots of trauma, easy target, etc (at least that's what the mf thought, I'm pretty sure Will lowkey has powers or smthn)
(This happened before the start of the au btw so it's just sort of background info, it might be mentioned but it won't be happening in present)
But anyway Will almost got Vecna'd and it was partially Mike's fault bc they got in a fight, Mike said smthn stupid and Will ran off, we know the drill (Mike still blames himself for it even tho they made up & Will forgave him and is fine)
Mike kinda lost his shit, honestly I'm thinking in his terror he pushed El too hard to save Will (when she was already doing her best obviously bc that's her brother) and that was part of why they broke up bc even El realized he cared more about Will than her- Mike is pretty much the only one who doesn't know yet lol
And they all survived obviously but now they're both kinda extra paranoid about it and even though they've moved far away and One hasn't followed them they still worry that some day he might track them down, so they fall into a (compulsive) habit of playing Will's favorite songs on repeat
(I'm not giving you his fav songs bc first of all I can't even decide my own fav song and also it just feels really presumptuous like that's too personal of a thing for me to decide for somebody else. I take music very seriously & very personally ok. Funnily enough tho I am listening to "should I stay or should I go" at this very moment)
Anywho, moving along
That desk by the door is mostly used for coming up with new campaigns they don't want the others to spoil (it's ok for their roommate to have insider knowledge that's not an unfair advantage or anything and besides it just can't be helped y'know? /s) no but they do collaborate sometimes and they work so well together as storytellers that the others find it lowkey unsettling (Dustin and Lucas are used to it tho)
>tw: vaguely suicidal themes?
Someone, not thinking I guess, makes an offhand joke about them being on the ground floor so they don't have to worry about Mike jumping out the window, and Will, who somehow hadn't ever actually heard the whole "quarry story," asks what that's supposed to mean and then they very awkwardly have to explain and he's basically like "oh my god what the hell that's not fucking funny why would you joke about that" and for a while after learning about it he's extra conscious of any self-deprecating/self-sacrificing type shit Mike says
Also they have "crazy together" written somewhere in the room no one else will see it. It's uncertain where, or whose idea it was, or why they did it, but they did. Probably to sort of make the room feel more like it was claimed as *theirs* after having to move to a new house far away from familiarity, and as a reminder to always be there for each other when times are tough
#full house au#stranger things fanfic#stranger things headcanons#current wip#mike wheeler#will byers
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Silent Reading Chapter 49. I just find it funny here Luo Wenzhou is half hard and cursing himself and his failure to find a partner, and in This Particular instance I don't even think Fei Du meant to flirt lmao. I mean, maybe he did, Luo Wenzhou does know him the best out of anyone and is good at reading people. It is Fei Dus style to cleverly touch someone then flit off leaving them longing for him lol. What's possibly the funniest part to me is Fei Du ramped up his flirting at first with basically "wanna try sleeping with me?" And after that he can only go downhill in intensity (unless he moves past verbal lol) and since he opened with a sex offer and Luo Wenzhou didn't respond, now he probably thinks it's Free Game to tease Luo Wenzhou nonstop without anything coming of it but a good laugh. Well jokes on you Fei Du, he's getting an increasingly frustrated crush you keep fueling and a boner (which I'm sure you'd find funny).
I mean, maybe Fei Dus falling too? I can't judge well. I can say he's warming to the idea of Luo Wenzhou as a role model though/a Ge like Tao Ran (but able to be flirted with too lmao). Since he's also trying to be nicer, a bit touched Luo Wenzhou secretly cared for him for years, and Luo Wenzhou gave him a fucking birthday dinner, and solves crime and Fei Du enjoys helping people by helping with that (and is now considering a job down thar route like his people Tao Ran and Luo Wenzhou). So naturally, he's a bit warmer to Luo Wenzhou now. But does he Actually mean his come ons, or is it a joke he'd back out from still? Not sure yet. Either way it's Extremely funny to me Luo Wenzhou felt he could simply Ignore attraction to fei du, while instantaneously Fei Du decided it'd be fun to see how hard he can make Luo Wenzhou. Like yall are a mess but clearly you're both happy so I guess keep doing what you want ToT
Also??? Hilarious Luo Wenzhou thought when he was young and graduated he was a lot like Fei Du. 3 guesses this is another area Fei Du "took after" surrogate caretaker Luo Wenzhou. Like of COURSE he's a playboy. The guy he grew up emulating (and rivaling trying to one up and beat and be Equal to) did it, so of course Fei Du was like "I can flirt Better I can have More Lovers I'm More Desirable" and when that wasn't enough "I can have Tao Ran when YOU can't (despite you know Tao Ran being wholly unavailable)". Speaking of, another thing Fei Du took after Luo Wenzhou was pursuing unavailable relationships, preferring them (either consciously or unconciously). Luo Wenzhou had yearssss with Tao Ran and is self aware enough to know his platonic partner spouse-replacement in life was never gonna get in bed with him and Serenade him and hold him in his arms. But he still kept flirting, putting that effort into Tao Ran when there were a number of dating partners over the years that if he'd directed the effort into he might be in a relationship now. On some level yeah it's hard to meet people (lol I feel Luo wenzhou a lil too much) but on the other it's like, my dude you're Clearly making sure the time and energy you'd spend ON a spouse you're putting into Tao Ran. You're making it so single is pretty much all you can be.
So Fei Du grows up, sees that, has his own innate life reasons to already be distant from everyone Except Tao Ran and Luo Wenzhou. Sees Luo Wenzhou get hung up on a straight man (likely for all those 7 years or at least many) and instead of oh I don't know, choosing Not to repeat the same mistake, he singularly focuses his first "serious courting attempts" on this straight guy too. 1 because he's one of the few people Fei Du does actually open up enough To like and get a crush on (probably only Tao Ran and Luo Wenzhou ever could fit that bill), 2 because he's straight as an arrow made of adamantium and therefore pursuing Tao Ran will never change the relationship and therefore cause things Fei Du might fear (while also scaring people off pursuing Fei Du seriously since he's "attached" to Tao Ran, and making people generally less inclined to approach Tao Ran and take him as a partner since they got Fei Du to compete with so Fei Du can keep his happy situation the same as long as possible).
It's really... no wonder these two idiots gravitate inevitably toward crushes whether they realize how much they did it to themselves by flirting lol or not. They've always used Tao Ran as their own "partner surrogate" and so it's natural to switch to using each other since Tao Ran has a girlfriend and they don't wanna make her or Tao Ran uncomfortable. But unlike Tao ran they both ARE into men so "surrogate platonic" partner is on less steady ground especially with them both physically thinking the other is quite nice. And emotionally already being extremely practiced at Turning their friend in this Triangle into their "crush they pursue" in a safe zone of knowing its always unavailable (or it was when it was Tao Ran). Cause as Luo Wenzhou thinks: if this were a stranger I'd pursue him, but it's Fei Du... but why does it being Fei Du matter? And of course, the answer is, because if Fei Du is the new "tao ran surrogate spouse" then he's supposed to remain platonic and always be unavailable. But when Fei Du flirts back... that's no longer true... he IS available (at least more than Tao Ran). Which means the familiar dynamic they were both hoping to replace with each other? Can not exist. It fundamentally can't. Because they both Are Available to some degree, would consider saying yes to sleeping together to Some Degree, horrifically might even consider marrying each other. Which opens them up to the abyss of fear that is the unknown they've DROPPED HEADFIRST INTO by pursuing each other.
Then the other part. They're already each other's closest people emotionally. Luo Wenzhous closest emotional bonds are Tao Ran and Fei Du, and Fei Du get "special" status as a boy he viewed as his responsibility which is an extreme he never tried to do for Tao Ran. That's finally waning as Fei Dus now seen as an equal (and now that it's waned the caretaking feelings are shifting to just broad care that's more compatible with romantic views of Fei Du). And then also, Luo Wenzhous already seen Fei Du at his (almost) "worst." Seen him say hey maybe I tried to kill my dad, say he'd enjoy killing someone, say he hates Luo Wenzhou... and that takes a level of trust in Luo Wenzhou. A level of trust Fei Du didn't risk with Tao Ran. And for all their fighting, Fei Du never totally cut Luo Wenzhou out of his life for HIS rude behavior, and Luo Wenzhou showed consistently for years he has no intention to stop caring for Fei Du ever even if Fei Dus a murdering asshole apparently. That level of trust and intimacy... even if built through fights after which they kept caring for each other/trusting each other Again to not leave them if they argued again? It's a foundation. A foundation Fei Du probably couldn't build with a new lover anyway, wouldn't want to, and Tao Ran was appealing cause this would never form. But it already IS formed with Luo Wenzhou. One of the scariest parts for Fei Du about being emotionally intimate and vulnerable with a lover he already HAS with Luo Wenzhou. So a more ideal partner doesn't exist. The "hardest" part of the work is done. He already knows Luo Wenzhou cares about him reliably, will not abandon him, and knows (most) of who he really is. Sleeping with him would just be opening a physical door they haven't yet which... to be fair is scary as it'd another area he'd now have shared honestly with the guy who knows him best, scary, but it's not like a leap from 0-100. It's a leap from like 75% to 100%.
However. I do think the bulk of their development right now is Fei Du wondering/fearing if Luo Wenzhou can TRUST him. Luo Wenzhou knows him yeah. But can Luo Wenzhou TRUST that if he kills someone, he has a goof reason? That if he hates someone, they did something deserving it? That if he makes a judgement call on something important, it's worth considering it important? Them solving cases together definitely Helps Fei Du build this trust. But I don't think he's there yet. And hearing Luo Wenzhou secretly helped him for years, seeing Luo Wenzhou at the grave, at his birthday, Luo Wenzhou saying he's a good person cause he helped mother He, Luo not even suspecting him of killing He Zhongyi when Tao Ran did... it all helps this trust. But to some degree Fei Du still feels like that kid, who fears he didn't do enough to save his mom, to get her to love him back, and she left him. And he's wondering if he's got some flaw that'll like his mom, "make Luo Wenzhou leave him." I get it. I feel you Fei Du. It's hard.
I predict there will have to be some scene at some point (at least I hope) where Luo Wenzhou has to trust Fei Dus instincts without logic agreeing with it (since so far Luo trusts him completely BUT logic also agrees fei du is right so it doesn't feel Luo believes him as much as "luos level headed when it's important"). Or a scene where fei du makes an awful choice, cruel choice, some action he can't take back... and Luo Wenzhou doesn't abandon him. Fei Du thinks he's a monster on some level (I think so - when you fear your parents pain is caused by you, you feel like a mistake, you feel like the reason for their upset even though it's not true) even before he thought the violent things he does now. I think on some level he wants to prove he is, show the people who still care (Luo) that he is, and see if they rightfully abandon him (which would confirm his self hate he's digging himself into a pit of). Anyway... I'll find out.
My point is. Luo Wenzhou already has all the ingredients to fall in love with Fei Du, he was just considering fei du "unavailable" by default in his head until recently. And fei du has more ties to Luo Wenzhou emotionally than anyone else, of all the people he could fall in love with Luo wenzhou is the one it could happen as easily as fei du deciding "I'll allow myself to." And the sexual jokes are fun for him I'm sure, but the instant he takes it from "haha hooking up would be funny" to "Oh I feel exposed and seen and vulnerable" he's going to be teetering on the edge of in too deep and already attached. So he's playing a fun game lol in which at some point he's gonna fall into his self made situation and then like cold water be shocked he's in love and exposed so thoroughly.
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Luo Wenzhou, expressionlessly, said, “Ongoing investigations are confidential.”
Before he’d finished, Fei Du was already evenly going on: “Oh, right, it was also that he had some connection to the serial kidnappings of little girls twenty years ago, so he seemed suspicious.”
Luo Wenzhou secretly ground his teeth, internally plotting to get back and closely investigate just which bastard’s mouth had been so unguarded.
“That is, you don’t have evidence. The little girl isn’t fully thirteen years old. Her IQ seems high, but her mental state can’t be described as stable. How much credibility can her testimony have? The alibi of the man you arrested today was personally supplied by the police force. What if he persists in denials?” Fei Du spread his hand slightly. “And there’s that little girl. You won’t get anything out of her mouth. At any rate, you can’t torture a confession out of her. Are you really planning to call in a specialist on children’s criminal psychology this very night?”
Each word Fei Du spoke was true; all of these things were giving Luo Wenzhou a headache.
All of tonight’s operations lacked the support of real evidence. If they hadn’t rescued Chenchen in the end, having relied solely on Luo Wenzhou acting on his own initiative, shooting first and asking permission later, he’d have been in for it the next day.
He’d already driven up to the ground floor of the hotel. Surplus cold air assaulted the senses, carrying the scent of the lobby’s chill and serene incense, refreshing to the heart and mind.
Though it was the small hours of the morning, there was still a doorman on duty who energetically stepped up to welcome the guest.
Fei Du got out of the car and was about to go when he suddenly remembered something and turned back. He leaned down and knocked on the window of Luo Wenzhou’s car, then pulled open the driver’s side door.
“I left my phone,” he said. “Could you pass it to me?”
Luo Wenzhou gave an “okay” and picked the phone up from the passenger’s seat. He was about to pass it over, but Fei Du, seeming unable to wait, reached out his hand to take it.
His shirt, disheveled from the car accident, hung down loosely. From Luo Wenzhou’s point of view, he could just see into his drooping collar. His chest was a little thin, but, displayed under a set of clearly defined collarbones, it had a sense of restrained power. He hadn’t purposefully sprayed himself with cologne today, but this person’s degenerate flesh had absorbed all the world’s essences; from his collar came a faint, almost undetectable masculine scent, vanishing without a trace before it could be clearly considered.
Reaching out his arm to take the phone, Fei Du almost brushed against him; after this near contact, his finger, by accident or by design, touched Luo Wenzhou as he grabbed his phone.
Luo Wenzhou: “…”
In the middle of the night, for a young and vigorous man, interested in men and having no fixed partner, under the infinite stress of work, to be taken by surprise by this sort of provocation was no less tragic than for a person who had been fasting for three days to see a late-night online ad for a Michelin restaurant.
“I should still be here in the morning. Come find me if you need me.” Fei Du straightened as if nothing had happened, sticking the pestilential phone in his pocket. “I can talk to the girl for you. While I’m not an expert in troubled young people, I have a considerable wealth of experience being a troubled young person.”
Mentally and physically exhausted, Luo Wenzhou waved his hand. “Go away already.”
When Fei Du had really gone away, Luo Wenzhou stopped his car by the side of the road and smoked two cigarettes in a row before he had finally recovered from his awkward half-hard condition. He started the car and went back to the City Bureau, his heart full of vicissitudes in spite of himself.
When an ordinary person was busy with studies or work, he could still resolve his personal problems by the “blind date” method; matters were much less convenient for those with niche interests.
When he’d just graduated, Young Lord Luo had, like Fei Du, fooled around all over for a few years. Later he’d found that while dissolution was easy, finding a suitable person was very hard. Moreover, he’d found that so-called “enchantment” was a four-step process: first infatuation, then habituation, then insipidness, and finally a revulsion of taste. Adding in his increasing stress at work taking away his attention, Luo Wenzhou had slowly evolved an “elderly” lifestyle of going to and from work, coming home, and petting the cat.
But while his mentality was “elderly,” his body was after all still young; an enormous contradiction had arisen between his physiological and mental states. Luo Wenzhou had the perturbed thought that if he carried on like this, one day he just might take a shine to Luo Yiguo’s big fluffy tail.
He irascibly floored the gas pedal. The car groaned and gave a bound, charging towards the brightly lit City Bureau.
#silent reading#lb#meta#this turned into a full on meta of the characters#and again im hit with how central abuse and childhood abuse is to the story#and in a way that grounds me so much more than some other stories
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The ‘holy shit how is it the finale already???’ reaction dump:
ayyyyyye here we gooooooo!!!
I'm simultaneously excited for tonight but hella nervous of the potential cliffhanger they'll leave us with (get it, cause the rig goes down a cliff???)
(sorry)
(no im not)
can we stop talking about placentas in smoothies
oh so the real cliff hanger is gonna be early, huh? on the bright side that means we know nothing terrible happens to bobby since we know he's all healthy like at the vow renewal
I'm no firefighter but even I know yall didn't properly anchor that rig. Clipboard Buck would NEVER
Man the 118 has a shitty record with fire trucks lmao
Bobby bby don't internalize it
Buddie BFFs back on my screen doing adorable husband things
Eddie laughing at his own fix-it joke, being all sassy and shit
S6 better be the rise of Sassy Diaz, I'm just saying
MADNEY ♥♥♥♥♥♥
Hell of a miscommunication there Chim holy god
Well, that was dramatic
HENRIETTA NOT OUT LOUD LMAO
I'm gonna be sick too, don't worry
Chim in the background wincing away omg I love him
But also, this gif is worth repeating since they once again are gonna make me barf
Denny!!! He's so big!!!!
Uhm, so wait - not a henren renewal????
No complaints tho, cause Toni and Clive are fucking adorable and I love them
Someone give Karen a hug for me :(
sobbing
Maddie taking big steps for her future (starting over), we love to see it!
Buck, what was that face lmao
Ravi running interference, love it ♥
"Knowing they have your back" - Ravi ships Buddie is canon yall
JFC what was that????
Sorry, I'm still thinking about Ravi's words of wisdom and how they literally called back to Buck and Eddie's "You can have my back any day" and "Or you could have mine".
GOING FERAL OVER IT ACTUALLY
(thats literally fox trying to gaslight me into thinking I'm not seeing the buddie moments)
This rescue is giving me too much anxiety yall
I need them to be ok
Buckley sibling moments, inject them into my veinssss ♥
Buck you are literally talking about you and Eddie, you realize that right? Like you both have been at rock bottom with each other and came out on the other side tOGeTheR
But also, Maddie listen to your brother because that accurately describes you and Chim
This couple is killing me (in a good way tho)
THEY'RE SO ADORABLE STOP I LOVE THEM
THAT MEET CUTE OMG
I don't know that I've ever been this invested in a rescue couple but I do know that I love them and they must be protected at all costs
There's 15 minutes left for BT breakup and a wedding, how the fuck do they fit it in with the commercials ? ? I really think we needed another ep or two - the last couple have felt so packed and fast paced and they could have benefited from more time to wrap things up.
In my heart I want a Buddie "oh" moment during the vows but I know we wont get it, so fellow fic writers pls pls pls deliver k thanks bye
"I'm sorry you're still upset" is such a shitty non apology
THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK YOU THIS SHOUDL HAVE ENDED A WHOLE ASS SEASON AGO
"Two days of traffic collisions and trash fires will take care of that" idk why that was so funny to me
Eddie looked so cute when Bobby opened that door ♥
I fucking love this scene so much, Eddie and Bobby needed this
"You saved my life, and my sons" brb sobbing and throwing up
BOBBY PUT IT DOWN PLS
OR POUR IT OUT
PLS
THANK YOU
EDDIE THANK YOU TOO
The 118 is such a tight knit family, they keep saving each other and half the time they don't even know they're saving each other
Toni aayyyyyye surprise vow renewal!!!!!!!!
Karen, don't worry I'll take the deviled eggs
NIA FLOWER GIRL AND DENNY WALKING HIS MOMS DOWN THE AISLE IM FUCKING SOBBING THIS IS THE BEST ENDING
Amicable ? Did not expect
Now to wait until September ahhhh
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Uncommon OC Questions: (By @cassandrapentayaaaaas)
I know this is kinda long! but I wanted to share these anyway. It gives yall more info about Dev!
What’s the maximum amount of time your character can sit still with nothing to do?
Twenty minutes max. He’s gotta be doing something
How easy is it for your character to laugh?
Pretty easy. Dumb jokes, good jokes, teasing someone else, funny stories, just funny situations or images can make him laugh
How do they put themselves to bed at night (reading, singing, thinking?):
Overworking himself to the bone/point of exhaustion
How easy is it to earn their trust?
Pretty hard honestly
He’s not one to trust easily, after being hurt too many times by other people. He’s not shut off like Shane or others, just keeps people at a distance
He’ll smile and still act kindly towards you but it’s more a courtesy thing to keep his reputation in tact
How easy is it to earn their mistrust?
So easy yet so hard
If someone does something that goes against his trust. He’ll be hurt for a few days, then give them a second chance
Then a third
And a fourth
He keeps getting hurt, but he keeps forgiving them and keeping them in his life. The distance he puts them at just keeps getting longer but he never outright drops anyone
Do they consider laws flexible, or immovable?
Immovable
This idiot lives by the rules to the point of being stressed when others don’t
The only ‘law’ he’ll go against is fighting people in public if they piss him off enough
“What are you going to do? Call the cops? There are no cops in Pelican town” he says before swinging at Morris
What triggers nostalgia for them, most often? Do they enjoy that feeling?
The only thing that makes him think of the past is loneliness or hearing parents yelling at their kids
So he never enjoys feeling nostalgic for times pre moving to the farm
Sometimes he’ll catch himself thinking about his first month at the farm, and how far he’s come. That feeling is welcome. But anything earlier is not
What were they told to stop/start doing most often as a child
To sit still or be quiet
Which he failed at
He joined sports and theater to get all of that energy and noise out of his system before going home because of it
Do they swear? Do they remember their first swear word?
He swears every now and then.
Mainly when angry or stressed
His first was probably ‘Bitch’ due to being called it a lot in middle school
What lie do they most frequently remember telling? Does it haunt them?
His main lie is “I’m okay” or “I don’t mind doing this thing for you”
Dev has a hard time letting people in or telling them the truth when it comes to his feelings.
He’ll say yes to basically any task, even if he really doesn’t want to do that
How do they cope with confusion (seek clarification, pretend they understand, etc)?
Ask the person to repeat it a second time
And then hope that he retained the information and pretend that he knows what he’s doing
Normally he listens and understands pretty well, but on the days that he doesn’t he’ll hear ‘Beach’ and go there, then instantly forget why he’s there
How do they deal with an itch found in a place they can’t quite reach?
Will scratch his back on a tree like a bear
Also prone to biting his hand to ‘scratch’ an itch
What color do they think they look best in? Do they actually look best in that color?
Brown, that’s what he wears most of
He looks pretty good in brown but he looks really good in blue and green, they bring out the color in his eyes, However due to farm work being messy he doesn’t own a lot of color
His closet is very muted (Greys, beiges, and browns)
What animal do they fear most?
Sharks or Angler fish
Really any big fish
Dev hates fish and anything in the ocean
Small fish are just gross but big fish are terrifying
How do they speak? Is what they say usually thought of on the spot, or do they rehearse it in their mind first?
Bit of both
Dev has heavily rehearsed moments if he’s trying to not say anything dumb and stay on the person's good side
And then there's he’s yelling in rage at some idiot (Lewis and Morris get the brunt of this) and he’s being very blunt and honest because it’s the first thing that comes out of his mind
What makes their stomach turn?
The smell of Fish
Cooked or not
He can’t stand it
Are they easily embarrassed?
Pretty average
Get embarrassed talking about certain things, but also has moments of being the one embarrassing others (normally without meaning to)
What embarrasses them?
Hearing about his friends sexual acts (second hand or accidentally hearing…things…as it’s happening)
Or just having to watch his friends be stupid in public (Second hand embarrassment is real strong with him)
What is their favorite number?
32
No idea why
If they were asked to explain the difference between romantic and platonic or familial love, how would they do so?
Romantic and Platonic is a weird gray line to him, he has no idea how to tell the difference
Romantic is wanting to hold the person when they’re sad
Platonic is wanting to sit in their company when they’re sad
He has no idea how to describe familial love, growing up with the parents he did he doesn’t really know what the feels like.
He’d probably say that it’s the feeling of wanting to protect someone no matter what
Why do they get up in the morning?
Because he has a farm and a shit ton of animals that depend on it.
Some mornings he’ll see the chickens first just to make him smile
He wishes that he could sleep in most days but that’s hard to do when so many animals depend on you to feed them in the morning
How does jealousy manifest itself in them (they become possessive, they become aloof, etc)?
He isn’t really the jealous type
He made peace with the fact that Shane might choose someone else over him
If he feels himself getting jealous he’ll go kill some monsters in the mines to get it out of his system, then make Shane his favorite food as an apology to himself for feeling jealous in the first place
How does envy manifest itself in them (they take what they want, they become resentful, etc)?
He’s got a pretty good handle on his emotions. (other then rage)
But sometimes he’ll get annoyed at how easy money or certain skills come to others
Is sex something that they’re comfortable speaking about? To whom?
That is a convo between him and Shane only
Hates talking about it in the open, he gets far too embarrassed by it even though he’s a whole ass adult
What are their thoughts on marriage?
Always wanted to get married and have a big ceremony for it
He thinks marriage is beautiful and even is the type to accidentally ask his partner to marry him a bit before both of them are ready, pass it off as a joke, and then stress about the fact that he just said that out loud
What is their preferred mode of transportation?
Horse or his beat up pick up truck
The bus is okay, but he prefers being the one in control and not having a deadline to be back at the bus stop
What causes them to feel dread?
Crops not growing how they should
Or having to speak to Lewis, Clint, or Morris
Would they prefer a lie over an unpleasant truth?
He’ll speak the truth since that’s the right thing to do, but sugar coat it like crazy and try to upset the other person as little as possible
Do they usually live up to their own ideals?
No
His expectations for himself are way too high so they’re unreachable.
Who do they most regret meeting?
Morris and Demtrius
Both of them make his blood boil
Who are they the most glad to have met?
Shane for sure
As well as Keyblade and Fern, his roommates
Do they have a go-to story in conversation? Or a joke?
Not really
In a group conversation, he’ll just sit and watch everyone talk
Despite how he his, he isn’t much of a talker but he loves people watching
Could they be considered lazy?
Lmao no, it’s harder to get him to rest then it is to get him to do anything
How hard is it for them to shake a sense of guilt?
Incredibly difficult
Dev will think about his mistakes for days
Thinking of how he could have handled a situation better, even though whatever happened wasn’t his fault
How do they treat the things their friends come to them excited about? Are they supportive?
Tries to match their excitement to keep them smiling
He may not understand anything of what they’re saying but if they’re happy, so is he
Do they actively seek romance, or do they wait for it to fall into their lap?
Dev is very much a romantic, but never wants to push or be overbearing so he crushes hard but it takes a lot of self convincing to do anything about it
Do they have a system for remembering names, long lists of numbers, things that need to go in a certain order (like anagrams, putting things to melodies, etc)?
Saying it outloud three times
Thankfully Pelican town is super small and it’s not a lot of names to remember, but he still has to do that otherwise he’ll forget
That or saying their name while also saying the most noticeable thing about them
(EX: Harvey Mustache, Fern Sunglasses, Emily Blue Hair, etc etc) It sounds stupid at first but it’s very helpful when meeting new people
What memory do they revisit the most often?
Confessing his feelings to Shane most likely
Even after they’ve been together for a while, the way that Shane’s face looked will be engraved in his brain forever
How easy is it for them to ignore flaws in other people?
Regretfully very easy.
There are some people that he can’t look past, but everyone else gets forgiven really easy
How sensitive are they to their own flaws?
Pretty sensitive
If someone points out a thing he did wrong, he’ll smile, nod and fix it (if possible)
But continue to think about it for at least a week
How do they feel about children?
He loves kids, and wants some of his own some day
Since his normal demeanor is upbeat and happy, kids end up getting along with him too
Vincent likes to sit on his shoulders to be tall, and Jas likes to swing from his arm
How badly do they want to reach their end goal?
He thought he had an end goal, but it just turned into smaller goals
Fix this, fix that, marry shane, start a family, etc etc
The goals are never ending, but they’re not very large
If someone asked them to explain their sexuality, how would they do so?
Gay man despite looking like a cishet man from texas
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seriously cannot believe some ppl apparently never had solicitous parents and/or community-minded ppl who would do the reminder-you-already-know thing so they apparently think for serious that Castiel was gonna step on the fish and that's why the older brother said don't step on it. is this an individualism culture disease?
#txt#sometimes when they do it its bc they think u dont know better but u do yea#but sometimes it's like! a way to interact!#if I'm about to introduce a 6 year old to the puppy I'm going to tell the kid to be gentle with it#but that doesn't mean I'm expecting the kid to throw the puppy against the wall#I see way too many of these posts lmao and I like. Wonder.#bc like broadening it out of this specific example.. like for a show where a lot of us do subtext/5d chess readings...#there's also a LOT of just... literal-mindedness in the weirdest places for me#seriously cannot relate#like do yall know and just think it's a funny joke to keep repeating...#Im just like Tired of the whole omg Castiel is so fundamentally broken haha esp bc I don't think it holds true across the board#and def wasn't how he was written before they doubled down with Naomi and the chassis line#but like. that's me#vent tag
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sfw alphabet | k. tetsuro
➳ tags ;; fluff, angst, alcohol + sex mention but nothing explicit
➳ a/n ;; reupload from my old blog that an anon asked for <3
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
➳ Kuroo is a genuinely affectionate person towards his loved ones. Naturally, he does like to mess with you just a bit by withholding kisses or hugs - but truthfully he can’t push it too much because he really likes showing you attention.
➳ Also despite himself and his love for teasing you, Kuroo isn’t a big fan of PDA! He likes having a hand resting on your back, rubbing circles into your hand and squeezing, or a very quick kiss to the temple when no ones looking but he prefers to show his soft side when it’s the two of you alone. He can go from making fun of you to wrapping his strong arms around you and whispering sweet nothings to you in a matter of seconds
➳ Kuroos affection isn’t limited to touch, or is it even really dictated by touch. His love language is acts of service and quality time - so he more often than not shows his affection through gestures. Warm towels if you’re at his place, taking your car to get filled with gas, putting ice on your snowy sidewalk so you make it home safe. Kuroo’s nonchalance towards everything is genuinely funny contrast to how truly and utterly considerate he is towards you and your well-being.
➳ Maybe not conventionally affectionate but affectionate all the same.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
➳ Kuroo is the kind of best friend that you have for like..10+ years. If you two feel truly platonically towards one another - he’s the kind of best friend that makes other people in your life insecure because you simply know each other so well and love each other so much in the sense that you’re platonic soulmates.
➳ There’s probably no one in the world who knows you quite as well as Kuroo does and it goes the same for you. Neither of you can ever stop being friends because you two know too damn much about the other. Kuroo knows about the weird moles and pimples on your body and you know about his weird boner stories from when you two were in middle and highschool. You really can’t afford to stop being friends, so good luck trying to escape him.
So. Many. Inside Jokes. Y’all are terrible sometimes. I don’t think either of you ever realize how many you’ve got and you end up referring to them so normally sometimes people don’t even know what the fuck you’re talking about and everyone just kinda sighs and lets you two talk on your own. AND yall wonder why no one wants to talk to you two… like you aren’t busy just talking to each other. Kenma is probably the only person who can decipher any of the shit you say, and let’s out a few breaths through his nose but that’s about it.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
➳ Kuroo doesn’t love full on cuddling, tbh. He’s more of a fan of like.. laying on top of each other or other smaller forms of affection. He also is pretty keen on liking hugs (loves backhugs.. giving and receiving. when he feels your body pressed against his back he literally melts) but he’s not big into spooning. He doesn’t mind it if you wanna do it though - if he knows you like cuddling, he’s down for you to do it but it’s not where he defaults.
➳ Kuroos cuddles are more like you laying your legs in his lap and him massaging your calves. You falling asleep holding his arms. You playing with his hair when he’s tucked under you. He likes casual cuddling as opposed to cuddling sessions.
➳ When he’s really exhausted though - he’ll give you a real worn out smile and pull you deadass on top of him. Like just your body weight on top of him (and no, he doesn’t care that you might be heavy. He knows that) and just stares up at your face. Bonus points if your hands come up and play with his face (LOVES THAT)
➳ “long day, tetsu?,” as you cradle his face in your palms. He’ll pin your wrist with his hand and kiss the inside of it before rubbing his face against it like a cat.
➳ “long day baby,”
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
➳ Kind of sad, but Kuroo knows how to take care of himself really well because of his parents divorce when he was a kid. He did a lot of cooking and cleaning really young because his older sister was out of the house but he was still young enough to be living there. She would do everything she could for Kuroo in other ways (i.e. helping pay for volleyball and shit like that) but Kuroo was a really independent kid and practically raised himself. Kenma’s mom took care of him too - but Kuroo was like 7 or 8 learning how to fold laundry. By the time he was in highschool, he pretty much did everything for himself.
➳ In terms of domesticity, at a certain point - Kuroo genuinely just accepts you as The One and from then on, you two are a pretty serious couple. You live together early on, and are the kind of relationship in which both of you are just very assured that the other person is the one. Kuroo gets his first nice apartment with you on the lease, and eventually you two buy a condo together in the long run. He enjoys being with you a lot. Home is wherever you are you know.
➳ Surprisingly, one of Kuroos favorite things to do with you is clean with you. You two have a playlist of music that you bump on your speakers as you do your spring/weekly cleaning. You take turns cleaning the bathroom each week. You’ll fold laundry while Kuroo fixes the bedsheets. It’s a team effort and genuinely one of his most beloved ways of spending time with you. When you both get tuckered out, you sit on the floor of your fresh apartment, and drink wine and watch sitcoms. Domestic bliss.
➳ On another note, Kuroo can’t cook for shit baby - but he helps. He can cut kinda efficiently but he’s a hovering boyfriend in the kitchen so normally you just kick him out. Always does the dishes afterwards though!
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
➳ Straightforward about it. Kuroo isn’t gonna beat around the bush when it comes down to a break-up, because the decision to break-up probably took him a long time to get too. Kuroo has a soft heart, and he’s a hopeless romantic. Similar to how his childhood influenced him in one way, Kuroo can’t help but want to fix and repair every relationship he’s in. Even at the cost of his sanity, if it helps keep him and his s/o together, he’ll do it in a heartbeat. Afterall, why would he want to start over with another person? Kuroo chases love, but when he finds it for the first time, he cannot think about loving anyone but you. If you’re breaking up, it’s not over something petty. It’s after hours of contemplating whether this is the right thing to do for the both of you. Hours and hours of holding back tears and wishing things would be different. I can’t see him doing it first to be honest, but if has too - he’s to the point.
➳ To your face it might not seem like he cares. He just says it, those dreaded words. He gives you closure, about how it just wasn’t working anymore and all of that and then he just.. leaves. He seems fine.
➳ As soon as he gets to the car, his head drops down onto the steering with a thud and his soft hiccuping cries turning into full blown sobs. His face is in his hands and he’s cursing under his breath. He feels like a part of him has been torn from his body and everything fucking hurts. It’s a pitiful sight.
➳ He really misses you, you know?
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
➳ Hesitant about marriage, naturally. I don’t think I need to repeat myself on why. He’s still incredibly loyal to you. You two are the kind of couple that date for years. Like.. at least 8+ years of dating but tbh, neither of you mind that much. I think to be with Kuroo, you need to be willing and open-minded about the structure of a relationship. Kuroo values independence and marriage as an institution puts a lot of pressure on a relationship in Kuroo’s mind. He would rather you two continue to love and cherish one another without the extra force of needing to get married.
➳ He does want too though, don’t get me wrong. Not at the cost of your emotional responsibilities being increased though, but as a way to show his loyalty. He’ll propose when the time is right for both of you - no pressure.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
➳ Kuroo isn’t particularly gentle in either way to be honest! It’s not bad though.
➳ Physically, he can be gentle when it’s appropriate. Mostly during the day, or when he’s comforting you and it calls for more gentle touches. However, Kuroo’s emotions around you aren’t very delicate and he expresses himself through physical touch. So his hugs are passionate, generally. All of his affection is an expression of his strong feelings towards you - the correlation is strong so Kuroo isn’t really all that gentle. His love and his touch are full of feeling and strong. A little overwhelming in a good way.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
➳ Hugs are his favorite forms of affection. Hugs that last super long, like longer than they need too where you melt into his tight embrace and he can bury his face in your shoulder or in your hair and take a deep breath. You smell like you and that’s so much more comforting than you know. Kuroo hugs long and just right - arms around your waist with just enough pressure, his hands on your lower back.
➳ He gives you hugs constantly. At home it’s back hugs, chin resting on your shoulder to peep at whatever you’re doing on your phone. In public, quick ones where he’s kissing your forehead before enveloping you in an over dramatic way to where you’re laughing. After a long day at the office, it’s a long, silent hug. Just gentle sighs and breaths, soft beating hearts. More like an embrace, you know.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
➳ Slow. If you’re hoping to verbally hear Kuroo say the words “I love you,” you’re in for a shit show and you’re gonna be waiting for a while. It’s not that Kuroo doesn’t want to say it, or even that he doesn’t know. He’s known for so long, probably way earlier than you did. The first time he almost said it, you two had been dating for only 3 weeks. It flustered him so much - he literally short circuited, stuttering trying to cover it up. The memory haunts him.
➳ He says it after you two have sex for the firs time or after your first really serious fight - depends tbh. It just happens when he’s heavy in his feelings, like so overwhelmed by something. For him - admitting to it is genuinely some kind of end all be all. He loves you - openly and saying that is hard. It’s vulnerable for him. Kuroo got used to dodging his feelings.
He shows you all the time how he feels. Saying it is just nerve-wracking and he needs a bit of push to do so.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
➳ Not super jealous! Sorry if that’s disappointing, but Kuroo is a really secure partner and he tries to dodge petty feelings of jealousy and rarely experiences them. Like.. if you just have close guy friends Kuroo really isn’t gonna throw a fit. However..
➳ Kuroo can always, always tells when someone is interested in you. It’s like a 6th, spidey sense he has. You, on the other hand, do not know when someone is interested in you. You just happen to think your co-worker of the opposite sex who always eats lunch with you and calls you his work-wife is being friendly and open with you but Kuroo can just sense it. Again, he isn’t a jealous boyfriend. Not at all. But seeing all the light drain from that guys eyes when you give him a kiss as he picks you up from work?
➳ That felt pretty good, he has to be honest.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?
➳ Forehead kisses! So many forehead kisses! When he was little, Kenmas mom would smother him in affection and always pulled back his super messy hair to kiss his forehead. Kuroo picked up on the habit plus he’s pretty tall so it’s easier to reach you that way. Also a fan of just kissing the top of your head if he can.
➳ He likes kissing your knuckles too, he’s traditional that way. His favorite is kissing your lips in little bursts. Kuroo likes the way your chapstick tastes so much, it’s actually kinda sweet.
➳ His kisses are so full of yearning. It feels like you’re melting together, it’s fluid and tends to be passionate. When he’s feeling playful, he kisses you then pulls back and brushes his lips against yours before kissing you again and again again until you’re giggling.
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
➳ So good with kids, holy shit. You wouldn’t expect it but he’s just a natural at it. He always picks up the fake phone, drinks the imaginary tea with the most sincere review. Makes it look super easy and kids gravitate towards him because he’s just so friendly. He’s not afraid to look stupid and he’s confident and handsome so they like him.
➳ He loves talking to kids, too. Half the time they’re saying nothing and Kuroo is like fuck yeah you tell em, and he MEANS IT.
➳ Kid magnet at parties, ends up spending more time with them than with the adults but he doesn’t mind tbh. He jokes about playing mom and dad like you aren’t busy picturing it the whole time, smh.
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
➳ Tend to be pretty face paced! You two normally wake up at different times, with Kuroos crazy work hours - your schedules are pretty mis-matched. Kuroo shows he’s thinking of you by making sure the shower has enough hot water, that the towels are folded and fresh, and that the water is on for when you inevitably go downstairs for coffee or tea. Those are the three things he pretty much always makes sure to do as a way to say love. If he has time to write a note, he will - but if not, he sends you a text when he gets to work and you do the same for work/uni.
➳ On Sundays, it’s a lot of sleeping in and making breakfast together and doing a shit-ton of nothing all day. Kuroo will pull you into him if you try to get up before him, cuddling into your back and whispering later in a gravelly morning voice. Sometimes you two shower together in an sfw way - Kuroo scrubs your back and you wash his hair. It’s fun and playful, but soft and intimate too. Kuroo always forgets to shave so sometimes you mess with the scruff on his chins.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
➳ You two always go to sleep together, at the same time if you can help it. If not, the other will stay up as long as they can or they sleep in the presence of each other. Neither of you are allowed to bring any work to bed, which is why there’s a desk in the corner of your bedroom. Work is work, sleep is sleep. Kuroo think’s it’s important to separate the two out, but sometimes if you two miss each other too much - you’ll just kinda hang around and sleep.
➳ Like Kuroo will let you just curl up on his lap and sleep on his chest while he works without a word of complain, soft smile on his face and eventually telling himself it can wait till tomorrow.
➳ Other than that, you two sort of talk yourselves to sleep? You do your small, independent routines and then come together and just sort of chat quietly until one of you falls asleep, normally you. Kuroo will kiss your forehead when you do, whisper night, and turn over to fall asleep himself. You two always end up tangled in each other though.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
➳ You and Kuroo have a lot of deep conversations before you ever start dating. It just kinda.. happens? Like many things in your relationship but you two talk A Lot. You never really run out of things to say to each other, because Kuroo genuinely values your insights and vice versa. It’s a core of your relationship and the both of you genuinely like discussion - though Kuroo can get kind of into debate territory when he has a strong opinion on something.
➳ When it comes to personal conversations, the words just.. come out of him. It’s slow for sure, but he can’t keep track of how much you know about him in the end. You always mention small details about himself and grin when you watch his face light up with a delighted surprise. It’s a gradual thing
➳ Kuroo has a lot of walls, so it takes a lot of time for him to really lay himself out in the open for you but he tells you eventually. In a way, he’s testing how long you can endure and be patient with his pacing for love.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
➳ Kuroo is rarely genuinely angry. He gets agitated over small things a lot but the moment is so fleeting, he forgets about the shit in like an hour. Really little things like getting cut off while driving or people who are rude to fast food workers. He gets a lil tick in his jaw and sighs, but gets over it really fast. Other than that, Kuroo is rarely ever mad. He doesn’t care enough about most things to be angry over it.
➳ The only times he’s mad, is when something is really outright wrong or stupid. Like if a close friend is making an openly poor decision, Kuroo will get pissed. It’s the same with you - he wants what’s best for you and if you do something he knows is bad for you, it upsets him. Even so, he wouldn’t get angry with you. He tries to cool down as best he can to avoid as much
➳ You do argue though sometimes, and damn they are nasty arguments. Neither of you goes unscathed but Kuroo isn’t too stubborn on apologizing and working things out. Too empathetic to your feelings to let it go on for a long time.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
➳ It’s more like what he doesn’t know about you. Kuroo remembers everything. He has a note in his phone of the way you like your food. He knows where you grew up, and about your childhood pets, and the way you used to play pretend. He knows how you do your hair, knows all your favorite things and things you hate and just the easiest way to get on your nerves and what makes your skin get hot. Kuroo keeps parts of you in his heart like memorabilia and finds it hard to forget things even if he wants too, attaching certain things to you in a way he hasn’t anyone else.
Sometimes though, he forgets really random things. Like small things you don’t talk any offense too that more just confuse you. He knows the name of your parents, but forgets whether you’re left or right handed.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
➳ Tough to pick just one but it sticks out as the first time Kuroo was really having a shit day. Normally he tries to swallow down his feelings in moments like that - forget, when he’s around you and show you the parts of him you like. He already knows he’s on thin ice with his general demeanor, kind of mean and assholey. He has this constant worry you’re gonna get tired of all of it someday, tire of having to read between the lines about his feelings. He tries really hard to be pleasant around you.
➳ But it wasn’t working that day, and he could just feel himself being unable to mask his feelings. You confront him about it, and he tells you - wholly expecting you to be.. well..annoyed with him maybe. He isn’t sure. But the way you handle it.. and handle him really sticks out in his mind. He tells you and instead of saying anything about it, you make him lean his head on your shoulder. Your cheek resting ontop of his hand, him holding your hand - you say “I’m sorry about your day. lets rest here and go get food,” and then just.. sit with him like that.
➳ It was like you read his mind, there was just something so stand out about the way you handled his feelings. Empathetic, and giving him an easy out for how to deal with them. He’s used to being relied on, not relying on others. It honestly made him want to cry.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
➳ So, so protective of you. He shields you from a lot, probably a lot more than you have any idea about. It’s really second nature to him.He doesn’t even know why all the way, it’s just that he wants you to be away from things that could harm you. Mentally or physically, he would do anything to keep you content and away from bad things. Still, you insist on sharing burdens with him and even though he understands why it has to be that way, if he could take everything on for himself - he would.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
➳ You two don’t get a lot of time to spend time together during the week, so Kuroo puts a lot of effort into things like date night and anniversaries where you can take the time to celebrate each other. Kuroo prefers going out for date night, and likes spoiling you to very expensive dinners and shit like that. He doesn’t mind domestic dates if that’s what you like, but he loves to show you off (a bad habit of his tbh) so anywhere you can get nice and dolled up and Kuroo gets to have you on his arm is ideal. Posting you on all his socials, gassing you up all night with a hand on your waist.
➳ In the everyday, it’s very little things he always does to make sure you know he’s thinking about you. Texting you, calling you on his breaks, sometimes he’ll have coffee and shit delivered to your apartment/office when he has some time. Small gestures and acts of love like that.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
➳ When he has a strong opinion, he gets really fucking arguementative. He is a BITCH to argue with because he really doesn’t like admitting he’s wrong, plus he’s petty with a sharp tongue. Don’t date him unless you’re at least a little tough because even if you’re getting hurt by his words, Kuroo finds it hard to snap out of his anger sometimes and can just be a real pain to talk too sometimes. Just very… debate? Sometimes feels like he just argues to argue.
➳ Other bad habits are small, but is forgetful about picking up after himself - mostly with clothes. If he’s tired from work especially, socks on the floor, pants in the hall-way like a trail. It slips his mind if he’s tired enough.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
➳ Not very! Kuroo is really hygienic but in terms of like.. making himself look good or better, eh. He still works-out because he finds the routine is good for him mentally, but he has this very natural good-looking aura to him and it’s genuinely effortless. If he put even a hair more effort into his looks, it’d be wild. That’s why he cleans up so good but he’s got this lived in kind of sexy look to him, a little scruffy, messy-ish hair but still really cleaned up. His looks just suit him so well.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
➳ Nah, but Kuroo doesn’t feel like he’s really himself with anyone but with you. He’d be devastated if something ever happened between the two of you, but in a way - Kuroo would feel like all good things come to an end just like you two did, so he’d move on. But there’s this lingering sense that he’s not himself anymore, like he doesn’t know who he really is unless you can pull out the authenticity from him. He always had his guard down around you so once you’re gone, they go right back up. He loses himself it almost feels like, like he doesn’t know exactly who he is anymore.
➳ He struggles with impostor syndrome all the time, so it just worsens when you leave. It’s almost dehumanizing.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
➳ Kuroo has a soothing singing voice. It’s just nice, kind of low and soft. It’s gravelly too, but still so soothing. When you’re tired and ask him to sing to you, he will. He sings very gold Japanese love songs that his mom would dance to him with in the house when he was little. But his favorite thing to sing is fly me to the moon, he knows the words by heart. He has a hand on the small of your back with you curled into your chest, smiling as he feels your breathing go even.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
➳ He hates anyone who isn’t open-minded! That’s one of the things he absolutely cannot put up with. Ignorance is incredibly unattractive to Kuroo, and that goes beyond obvious things like bigotry but generally, judgement of other people because of how they live instead of their character. Kuroo is incredibly respectful of people different from him, because he thinks it’s more important to understand someone's character than get caught up in other things. If he feels that vibe off of someone, he will generally steer away from there.
➳ He thinks if someone is overly concerned with how other people live, they’re bitter - that vibe turns Kuroo off.
➳ Also Kuroo understands if his partner is insecure or has self-esteem issues, but doesn’t like people who bait for his attention. He prefers you just be authentic with stuff like that so acting out in a negative way for his attention can be a turn off.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
➳ Snoring! Very soft snoring, but he most definitely snores. Sometimes, depending on what position he sleeps, it’s not so.. gentle? and he wakes himself and you up. He apologies everytime and ends up sleeping on his back so he isn’t too loud. He also likes cuddling in his sleep but he doesn’t realize it most of the time so you’ll be half-way awake with this 6’4 man curled around you like a cat, not realizing it.
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HAIKYUU AS PET PEEVES
author’s note: instead of doing homework i chose violence. slight nsfw at the end
hinata: talks too much during movies!! you have to keep replaying the same scene bc u keep missing it
kageyama: sweetie if you’re his first few partners i’m SO sorry.. this man does not believe in dating he only does bi-weekly check-ins
tanaka: he thinks everyone wants him.. she said hello because she works there 😭😭
nishinoya: when i tell u he follows so many IG models 💀
daichi: makes weird dad noises. you’re dead quiet and he’s sniffling grunting swallowing yawning repeat x100
suga: KING. the only thing i could complain about is just how much he has his shit together it’s not even funny...
tsukki: when y’all go shopping he keeps saying u have something like that at home. PLEASE let me have some fun
yamaguchi: why is his car so messy? ur just tryna get in the passenger seat and he’s moving his gym bag, his hoodie, his notebooks, his pencils, a blender, and some empty water bottles. forget it lol i’ll just sit in the back
kuroo: sets so many alarms before he actually has to wake up and he NEVER SNOOZES THEM. UR THE ONE AWAKE!
kenma: leaves dirty dishes in the sink for 100000 years. THERE’S FLIES AND HE WON’T TOUCH IT EW
yaku: DOESN’T KNOW HIS BIRTH TIME!!!
fukunaga: nothing <3 he’s perfect
akaashi: ghosts u and then hits u with the “i was sleeping” or “i was in the shower” 😭 sir it’s been 3 business days
bokuto: PASS THE GAS MASK 🤢 never warns u before he farts. he just sits there like nothing happened and then IT HITS... I’M GONNA PASS OUT
oikawa: if he says he’s getting ready, he just woke up. if he says he’s leaving now, he’s getting ready. if he says he’s on the way, he’s just leaving. if he says he’s there, he’s still looking for parking
iwaizumi: he cant take a picture for his life. the angle’s off, his thumb’s in the picture, or it’s blurry. IT’S REALLY NOT THAT HARD!!
makki: dont even try sending him more than ONE text... he’ll only reply to the last one
mattsun: never puts the toilet seat down . never replaces the toilet paper roll when it’s out. good luck
ushijima: breathes so loud when he sleeps.. bro are u running a marathon... I CAN’T SLEEP
tendou: whenever u go out to get food he’s always like i don’t need anything!! but when u check your phone for a second and your food’s gone
suna: facetimes you just to play games the whole time 🙄🙄
atsumu: steals ur snacks without asking... like he either won’t ask at all or he’ll ask and then reach for it before you even answer
osamu: chews SO Loud. like can u enjoy ur food with ur mouth closed 😭😭 and can u wait til u finish chewing to say what u were gonna say i literally can’t understand u
kita: he just stares at u when u make a joke and u just have to sit in silence.. nooo omfg can’t we just pretend it was funny
futakuchi: NEVER SIGNALS WHEN CHANGING LANES HE JUST SWERVES SO QUICK
aone: he falls asleep so fast like once his head touches the pillow he passes away </3 it’s the privilege i guess
koganegawa: looks over ur shoulder to look at ur phone so much and then when you turn around he’s looking elsewhere. relax lol i’m not texting anybody else
terushima: he’s sliding into your DMs, your best friend’s DMs, your coworkers DMs AND it’s just dry like “Hey.” do u even want me lol
gao: why do his texts look like 🤫😏 this ❤️😍🥰 😘🤤🤗 i mean 😩🤩🥳 it’s kinda cute 👽😚😋😛😝 but it’s a lot...
almost everyone on this list: jolts so much in their sleep. it’s a 4.5 earthquake every night and not because yall are banging lemme me tell u that....
#bbytetsu#haikyuu#haikyuu headcanons#hq#hinata#kageyama#tsukishima#kuroo#kenma#akaashi#bokuto#ushijima#oikawa#iwaizumi#atsumu#osamu#suna#nishinoya#tanaka#suga#yamaguchi#yaku#fukunaga#makki#mattsun#tendou#kita#futakuchi#aone#koganegawa
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Title: ghosted [coward series au]
Pairing: F!Reader x Miya Atsumu
Genre: fluff, mild angst, expecting parents au
Synopsis: an alternate timeline where instead of breaking up over the phone, you break down and tell him you’re pregnant instead.
Warnings: mentions of abortion and early pregnancy
notes; probably would recommend to read the series but yall can read it as it is. also can i say this is also my favorite side story haha...and that is it, thank you for tuning in to coward, it has been one heck of a ride and yall have been so supportive ily all fr. If yall are interested send some drabbles, im accepting until eight uwu :3
read the series here! [ ss;; one, two, three, four ]
Ghosted.
Atsumu has been ghosted by his own girlfriend.
He doesn’t want to believe it, it was just so odd coming from you. He wants to ask around but you were never exactly close with anyone, he didn’t even know the name of the best friend that you’d mention from time to time or your family.
In that moment, he had the frightening realization.
He never knew you at all.
The blonde feels sick to the bone, he’s reduced to a hot mess these days. People telling him to move on, telling him that there are other better ones out there but Atsumu never wanted anyone else. It’s always been about you ever since that day he saw you.
Just you.
He feels light headed at the fact that he just lost one of the best things he had in life. That he’ll never find someone like you again, someone as patient or as loving as you.
The lump on his throat grows and he wants to yell out his frustrations in the walls of his quiet apartment but something stops him.
A phone call.
From an unknown number.
He gulps down his frustrations and shakily answers the call, ready to tell the other person to fuck off but when he hears your soft voice, all inhibitions are lost.
“Atsumu.” your usual calm voice filled his ears and he suddenly feels the weight of the world is removed from his shoulders, thank god you were okay.
“Y/N? sweetheart? Where are you?”
“Out.”
“Where outside exactly?” Miya Atsumu dryly asks, “It’s cold, you shouldn’t be out now and wandering about. Would you like me to pick you up-”
“I can’t do this anymore.” you suddenly cut him off and the line goes quiet. The blonde feels the world around him quiet down when he hears those words that he wished he heard wrong.
“What’s-what’s wrong? Y/N, are you alright?”
“I don’t know,” You mutter, “I’m just tired.”
“Tired of what exactly?”
“Of you, of us…”
“Y/N, are you saying what I think you’re saying?”
“Yes.” Your voice remained dead calm as if you just hadn’t broken his heart in a million pieces that moment, “Let’s stop this here now, Atsumu. Let’s break-up.”
“That’s…” He tries to keep the mood light, praying that this is one of your dark jokes, “That’s not funny, Y/N.”
“It’s not supposed to be since it’s not a joke.”
Your response was curt as usual and he doesn’t know whats worse, the fact that you’re breaking up over the phone or the fact that your tone remains composed.
“Y/N, don’t do this...Sweetheart don’t do this over the phone.” His tone seemed desperate at this point, he knows he sounds pathetic but he can’t help it. If begging was the only way to get you back next to him, he’d gladly do it. He’s desperate for you, he’s always been since the beginning, “I’m not stopping this until you tell me what's wrong between us, you have to give me something to work with Y/N. Is it something I did?”
“I don’t know.”
“What do you mean ya don’t know?” Atsumu started to raise his tone when he notices how unaffected you seem at the other line.Frustration slowly started to bubble up in him, the accent turning thicker as he got angrier, “Y/N ya can’t just disappear out of the blue and call me one day and tell me you want to break up! Do you think I’m some sort of fling? Some one-night stand or fuck buddies? We’ve been together for two years, Y/N. Two whole fucking years, What’s wrong? Do you not love me anymore?”
Silence filled the line that you could hear a pin drop.
Hesitance.
“Y/N?” he repeats your name, this time softer, he notices the ragged breathing on the other side of the line, something was wrong, “Y/N? What’s wrong? Please talk to me...”
“I-I don’t know.”
“Y/N?”
This was out of character, even for you.
“I don’t know what to do anymore.”
“Y/N? Sweetheart, What do you mean?” He feels weak when he hears those words, his anger slowly dissipating. You truly did sound tired on the other line, maybe it was really over. Maybe he should let you go.
Maybe he should stop being a selfish and desperate bastard, he'd only hurt you more if he continued this on.
“I…” he hears a very soft cry on the other line, “I’m pregnant.”
All he hears now is your cries and the fast beating of his heart, pregnant? You were pregnant?
“A-and its alright...It’s alright if you want to have nothing to do with the kid...I-I’ll find a way…” He hears you try to say on the other line as he grips his phone tight, was that why you ran away last week? For this? Atsumu lets out a shaky sigh as he hears the usual calm voice panicking and completely out of breath as if you’d just run a marathon, “...I-I-”
“Breath.” He cuts you off, his voice turning deadly calm.
You’re not sure if you should be scared or relieved by it.
“W-what?”
“Breathe for a moment and tell me where you are.” Atsumu grabs his coat and wallet, “I can’t let my pregnant girlfriend stay under the cold for too long. Let’s grab something to eat, yeah? Don’t pregnant women have cravings or some shit? You really like those red buns we got when we first hung out, right? Or that karaage chicken? There's a twenty four hour one nearby my place then you can have a hot bath and sleep here after, you still have your clothes with me.”
The blonde’s tone is nonchalant as if you just hadn’t dropped life-changing news moments ago.He finally hears the sniffles die down, “Aren’t you going to leave me?”
“Now why the fuck would I do that? I’ve been chasing after you since I first saw you. A kid ain’t going to scare me.” He grumbled, he wasn’t a wimp. Kids? Pft, bring it on, “Now where are ya, Y/N? I miss you and you have to bring me to your next doctor's appointment, I swear to god-”
“I’m at the park…” You breathe out, cutting him off as relief slowly spreads on your system, “Where we went on our first date.”
Atsumu feels his heart thump, well, what do you know. You had some theatrics up your sleeve too.
“Hey.” He softly calls out, as he exits his apartment and walks towards his destination, the cold not even bothering him the slightest because he was going to see you, “Wait for me there.”
“I-I will.”
“And I love you, you know that right?” Atsumu paused, the thought of having kids now was scary but if you chose to keep it, he wouldn’t mind. He’d be the best otosan and husband if you changed your mind he could be towards you and that unborn brat, “I love you too damn much, Sweetheart. So don’t ever forget me when you’re making these decisions.”
“I won’t.” He hears a loud sigh on the other line, as if a huge burden was released, “I...I love you too damn much too…”
Atsumu feels his brain short circuit as he hears those words from you out loud, a grin started to slowly make its way to his features as he started to sprint towards the park, “Look behind ya, sweetheart.” He exclaims through the phone when he finally sees your familiar figure facing him.
You turn around to face him and he sees the red nose and wet cheeks.
It was evident that you had been crying hard.
Ending the call and shoving the phone back in his pocket, he runs towards you instead and carefully tackles you into a hug.
“Please don’t scare me like that again.” He pleads, burying his face on your shoulders and seeping in your warmth, “Shit, I wouldn’t know what I’d do if you left me.”
You slowly and hesitantly hug him back with the same tightness, finally succumbing to his warmth.
This was nice.
You could get used to this.
Home, this was definitely what home felt like.
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Hide and Seek | Chapter One | G.W
"Mr Weasley, care to share what is so intriguing that you can't be bothered to listen to what might be on your N.E.W.T.S?" Snape snapped irritatedly.
George shot the professor a wink before leaning back into his chair.
"Professor I apologise but I can't help it if you're rather large snout-"
"George" Elirah hissed smacking his arm. "Don't even think of finishing that sentence!" She turned to the seething professor.
"Sir, please accept my apology on behalf of George. He doesn't know what he was saying if we could just go back to going over the spec content-"
"Lirah please it's not my fault his snozzer is big that its a distraction to my learning. I should really speak to Dumbledore about it." Elirah winced as Snape abruptly stood.
"Get out my classroom.. NOW" George shot her a wink before walking out the classroom.
Elirah turned to Fred who sat there holding back his laughter. She scowled at him throwing her quill at him.
"It's not funny!" He chuckles before sliding into the seat that George just vacated.
"It kinda is didn't think the he had it in him." Elirah raises her eyebrow at him as he waited for Snape to continue with the lesson before turning back to her.
"He's never been sent out before. So we made a list of all the things we have yet to do in Hogwarts before we leave." He smiled proudly.
"You dimwitted, good for nothing idiots!" Elirah whisper shouted. Fred's eyes widened as she reached for the potions book and began hitting him with it repeatedly.
"Ouch Lirah stop it oww Elirah!" Fred cried. She threw the book onto the desk before crossing her arms glaring at the flushed boy.
"If you can't take me simply patting you with a book what do you think your mum's going to do when she receives an owl from Snape about today!"
Fred felt the blood drain from his face at the mention of his mum.
"Oh shit!"
"Yeah exactly George is going to be slaughtered because you airheads didn't think this through!."
"It still baffles me how you irritable brats were able to befriend Miss Amare!"
Elirah and Fred jumped as Snape leaned down from behind them looking over their parchment.
"Merlin I think I just had a heart attack" Fred said clutching his chest.
"Didn't feel good did it Fredrick maybe keep that in mind when you and your other half decide to go on your childish rampages with Peeves." Snape grumbles before shooting Elirah a small smile.
"Keep up the good work Miss Amare!" Fred gapes as he walks off.
"I still don't understand how you are his favourite student"
Elirah grins at him pinching his cheeks.
"Is someone jealous?" He pouts leaning into her touch.
“Stop bragging" she shakes her head gathering her things making her way out.
"Come on let's see where your not so better half has wandered off to."
They make their way out with Lee and Angelina.
"So what was that all about?" Angelina asked smiling as she linked her arm with Elirah's.
She rolls her eyes explaining the situation to which Angelina shook her head.
"Why am I not surprised?"
"Hey in our defence we literally thought of this before we went to sleep okay!" Fred said linking his arm into Angie's.
"Well I'm not going to just walk alone." Lee mumbled wrapping his arm around yours.
You all laughed making your way to the Gryffindor common room.
"Finally I was wondering when you'd show up!" George grunted he was draped on the arm chair next the fire.
"We're not that bad a company. In fact wasn't it you who interrupted our study group to complain about and I quote 'Snape's abnormally large snout'?" Calliope joked throwing a chocolate frog at him.
"Yeah what Pea said" Aramis smirked throwing his sugar quills.
"Actually it was more like him coming in and dramatically throwing himself onto the sofa like those muggles do in films. But unlike them George never stopped complaining" Millicent added.
"You're all wankers you know that!" George sulked. Everyone laughed as he pouted turning around so his back was facing everyone. Elirah laughs walking over to him. She perched on to the sofa poking his side.
"George ..."
*Silence*
"George Weasley"
*Silence*
"Georgie?" Elirah says softly. George audibly groaned knowing he was a sucker for when she called him that. Of course he daren't tell anyone because they would tease the shit out of him.
'Come on George ignore it it's only a name for Merlin sakes get a grip-'
"Georgie?" she repeats wrapping her arms around him her hands finding his hair.
'Well fuck I'm a goner' he thought as she stroked his silky strands. Sighing he sighed turning so his nose brushed hers.
"Yes Lirah?"
She grinned clutching his face.
'That fucking smile'
"Come on we're all friends here. You know they were joking and you have a match tomorrow can't have our best beater all moody now can we?"
"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear that Lirah!" Fred chimed.
"Fine okay I'm happy!" He shot her a sickly smile "See all smiles."
Satisfied Elirah turned around to get up only for George to pull her into his chest. She rolled her eyes used to his behaviour.
"How the fuck does she not see it!" Lee sighed wedging himself between Angelina and Fred.
"Your guess is as good as ours" Angie replied.
"So what's your plan for tomorrow?" Aramis questioned popping a sugar quill into his mouth.
"We're going to thrash them slimy gits what else is there to say no offence Mills?" Fred retorted.
"Non taken" the Slytherin smiled before turning back to her book.
"You best do ever since that Malfoy has been seeker they think they're Merlin's gift" Raine grumbled.
"Don't worry we'll knock em down a few notches" George winked.
"Ow what was that for Angie!?" George whined throwing the chocolate frog back at her.
"Absolutely not! I want a clean game tomorrow. I'm sick of this stupid rivalry shit. All it does is get us in trouble I can't have either of you being banned or I'll have no beaters for the rest of the year. For some reason ever since Oliver left everyone thinks no one can fill his place." Angelina said crossing her arms.
"Fine but I swear if they pull what they did last time-"
"Let's not think that shall we? Don't manifest negative thoughts and it won't happen" Elirah cut tracing the veins along George's arm.
“You're such a bloody Ravenclaw sometimes Lirah it's painful!" Aramis teased.
"Hey what's wrong with what she said" Calliope and Raine said in unison.
"Oh here we go." Lee sighed.
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call it what you want— jjk
pairing: jungkook x reader, [jin x reader for like two seconds]
genre: fluff, angst
high school au, f2l, bestfriends au, unrequited love
tags/warnings: mild pining, mild swearing (y/n says the f word like twice), i love y/n she’s adorable, some jealousy, jungkook is immature and/or clueless, vmin make an appearance, jk’s a killjoy squeeeeeeee!! seokjin being the handsome older man every teenage girl crushes on hehe
summary: you have been best friends with Jungkook since before you can remember. but it’s difficult being a supportive friend he can fall back on when you’re hopelessly in love with him.
word count: 3.5k
this was commissioned for the lovely @dee-ehn through the changeswithluv project by @ficswithluv! i hope you like it <3
a/n: high school au but all characters are of or above age. also this is super unedited yolo lemme know how yall like it thooooo
You’re standing outside the gate to your house, tapping your foot incessantly against the curb as irritation runs through you like a tiny insect. He’s late. Again.
You had somehow gotten yourself out of bed, rushed through your shower and made yourself presentable for school. Your knee high socks only doing so much to keep you shivering from the cold. It was brisk in the mornings, which is exactly why you needed Jungkook to be on time at least for once.
You sighed yet again, your hair flying due to the breeze. You looked down the street, hoping for the familiar toothy grin and curly hair to make an appearance. Jungkook’s whoop of greeting announced his arrival as you finally calmed down enough to stop your tapping. You scowled as he neared you, letting him see the displeasure on your face.
“I’m sorreee, Y/N!” he whined, usually it was all it took for you to stop being mad at him. And today was no different.
You smiled at him, letting him know you weren’t upset as he thrust a notebook into your hands. “Thank you for letting me borrow your notes, I love you,” you blushed at his usual words of gratitude. Although you remind yourself this is how the two of you had been for ever, don’t go looking for meaning in something mundane.
Jungkook intertwines his arm with yours as you start walking towards school. The two of you have been going to school together since you learned to walk.
You’re walking hand in hand when Jungkook looks at you sideways, you raise your eyebrows at him, questioning.
“What?” you say with a half laugh.
“Nothiiiing, how’s my favourite girl this morning?” Jungkook says with a smile.
You look straight ahead as you answer, “I’d be better if you actually ever showed up on time. Why do you ask?”
“Well, I heard from a certain someone...” he begins when you cut him off.
“From a certain Jimin.”
He looks at you with exasperation as you keep walking, “Would you let me finish?!”
“Oh I’m sorry, do continue,” you reply with a small smile. “You were saying?”
“Yeah so a certain someone told me that Kim Seokjin has a crush on you.”
“WHAT?” You sputter and gasp at the unexpected revelation. Never would you have thought you’d get to hear such a sentence.
“Jungkook is this another one of your bad attempts at being funny? Cause it’s really not working and I’m gonna have to ask you to cut it out,” you say as you purse your lips.
“No no! I’m serious, Taehyung heard his older brother talking to some guy on the phone and he was distinctly talking about ‘Y/N that cute senior in Tae’s class’!” Jungkook says it so earnestly with those doe eyes that you can’t help but believe him. Although it does put you in quite a bit of a pickle seeming how your current crush is telling you about boys who in turn are crushing on you.
“I mean, Seokjin is kinda cute—”
“Kinda?? Y/N, honey, that guy has the most perfect face in the whole world. Literally!” You can’t help but doubt if Jungkook himself is in love with the older man, the way he talks about his friend’s hyung is rather suspicious.
“I just don’t know him well enough, y’know?”
“Nobody’s telling you to marry him, just talk to the guy. I saw him shirtless once at Tae’s house and all I’m gonna say is whoo boy, I could grate cheese on his abs!”
You snort at his antics, Jungkook dramatically enacting another one of his encounters with the cheerleader in love with him as you try not to let jealousy tint you green. The familiar grey building appearing in your sight as you advance closer towards it.
The shrill of the school bell rings out through the class. There is a flurry of movement as students scramble to leave the stuffy room, you sit back waiting for the commotion to die down as you gather your notes and stationary to put back in your canvas bag.
You catch a glimpse of Jungkook rushing towards the door when you yell out for him. “Hey, JK! Where do you think you’re going?”
Jungkook stutters while looking back at you, hesitantly making his way towards you with an expression you know far too well.
“Jungkook... Why are you making that face?” you say as you squint your eyes at him. He twiddles his thumbs as his gaze flitters nervously about the room, taking in everything but your face.
“Jungkook.”
“Well... You see I have this little thing to do uh,,, it’s kinda, a little bit important...” he says.
“Oh spit it out, you monkey!” You say, your patience running thin.
“I have a date!” Jungkook says with eyes widened. Your carefully maintained expression slips for just a second and then it’s back on. You look around the room to catch the pretty cheerleader waiting outside the door. She’s standing with her other cheerleader friends and you can tell she’s jittery from the nerves.
Oh, damn it.
You sigh as you decide to let your unnerved friend off the hook, once again. “Fine, just go on your stupid date. But this project is the last one I’ll be covering for you, after this you’re on your own, bud.”
“Oh Y/N, thank you!” Jungkook exclaims as he breathes a sigh of relief. “Thank you, thankyouthankyou!!” He repeats as he hugs you clumsily, pressing a kiss to your forehead as you hold your breath, trying to act nonchalant.
The joy of being around your best friend drains from your entire being as your heart weighs heavy again in his absence.
You’re the only one left in the quiet classroom.
You’re still in your uniform sitting on the plush carpet of the Kims’ living room, your notes and study material sprawled in front of you as you take in the bickering pair, Jimin and Tae are smushed together in the bright floral armchair.
You cough once to try and get their attention when Jimin glances at you, looking as if he’s just noticed you. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry were you saying something?”
“Yeah just for the last fucking hour but it’s okay, please continue,” you say with a roll of your eyes. Jimin narrows his eyes at you, making it known that he doesn’t appreciate the sass.
“Remind me again why that beefed up rabbit isn’t here to help with the project?” Taehyung quips as he gets up to get a bottle of strawberry milk from the refrigerator. It’s always a delight to be at his house, his parents are always away for some obscure book meeting leaving their gorgeous home and kitchen free for their kids and their countless friends. You send a silent prayer of gratitude to Mr. and Mrs. Kim for the years you’ve spent at their home to keep from strangling their younger son.
“He’s on a date,” you say lowly.
“A what now?” Jimin asks, eyebrows raised.
“A date,” you mumble.
“A great what, Y/N will you speak up?!”
“JUNGKOOK IS ON A DATE!” you scream, surprising Tae in the kitchen as he yelps with a small crash following.
Jimin’s mouth hangs open, worry written in the droop scrunch of brows. He strides towards you and wraps his arms around your figure, the scent of his classic Chanel perfume wafting up to your nose.
“Oh you poor thing, it’s gonna be okay. Koo’s an idiot, he doesn’t know what he’s missing out on,” Jimin coos into your hair as you melt in his embrace, finally letting the heaviness weigh you down as you slag against his frame. He pulls away and holds you back to properly examine your face.
“Are you sad?”
“Just a little, although I know I have no right to be,” you say with an unintentional pout. “Jungkook only sees me as his friend, and he has no reason to put me above potential relationships.”
“Shut up for a minute and give yourself a break, honey,” Tae voices out as he comes back into the living room. He stands behind you and pulls you back into his lap as he lets you sit on him like a child complaining to their mum. Jimin takes his place beside him and faces you head on.
“Next time I see him I’m gonna flick him on the forehead,” you say with mild conviction, knowing you’re making empty promises.
“You do that,” Jimin says.
Taehyung rubs your back as you slouch against him, gathering your thoughts and energy to go through the day without crying. You can’t say this is a new occurrence, Taehyung and Jimin have been your closest friends after Jungkook. You’ve spent a gross amount of time with them, and the coddling and comforting has been something unique to your trio. Every time one of you was upset or sad or frustrated, the other two have comforted and joked and babied them, whatever they needed at that point of time.
You take a deep breath and get up out of Tae’s reassuring hold, you sit back down on the carpet. Silently letting them know that you’ll be fine, for now. “Jimin can you handle the titles and diagrams? I’m gonna get started on the typing, and Tae you gotta start preparing for the presentation,” you get back into work mode, rambling out the designated areas for each of you to overlook.
You’re looking through your notes when the tall, striking Kim Seokjin walks out of his room, he goes straight into the kitchen but you can’t help but follow his movements. Or rather his rear end’s movements.
As he’s walking out, he looks at you from his freakishly tall height and winks at you. You feel your heart do a weird little ballet flip, something you’ve reserved for Jungkook for the longest time. You fluster at the gesture and tuck your hair behind your ear, a shy smile painting your face. You look back up and Seokjin is gone, Taehyung looking at you as if he’s in on your little secret moment.
Jimin groans as he looks up from his work, pouting slightly with his plump lips as he complains about the absentee.
“Jimin, it’s okay! Calm down, he’s saved our asses multiple times. We can do this one thing for him, can’t we?” You try to reason.
“Yeah whatever, of course you’ll say that. You’re the one who’s in loooove with him,” Jimin mumbles to himself.
“I am not in love with Jungkook! It is outrageous of you to suggest that,” you say with a squeal of mild anger.
“Oh admit it Y/N, it’s not just a safe little crush on your best friend anymore, you totally want to snog his face off!” Taehyung accuses you with a shit-eating grin plastered across his face. You whine in embarrassment as your press your palms to your face, hoping to cool your heated cheeks.
Taehyung comes up behind you as he hugs you from the back, his head resting your shoulder as he teases you. “Y/N and Kook! Sitting in a tree! K-I-S-S-I-N-G!!” You squeal in humiliation as Jimin scuffles over to you as he captures you between him and Taehyung.
He joins in on the embarrassing poem, “First comes looooove! Then comes marriage! Then comes a Taehyung in a baby carriage!!” Tae looks up at the blonde haired boy across from him and yells, “Yah! Park Jimin, I’m not gonna be Jungkook’s baby, how dare you?!”
Jimin is too busy laughing like the gremlin he is to answer Tae’s question, his eyes scrunched up as he releases peals of happy laughter. You’re laughing just as hard, if not harder, alongside him. Your sides are in stitches yet you’re so bubbling with pure joy that you don’t bother with the pain in your stomach.
As the laughter dies down, Tae has a solemn look on his face. One that you don’t particularly like seeing because you know he’s gonna coax you into having the uncomfortable conversations you’re too scared to have yourself.
“Seriously, Y/N. Do you... love Jungkook? You know, like that?”
You sigh, “Yeah, I mean, isn’t it obvious? I really, really love him and it just physically hurts me to know that he may never return the sentiment.”
“Then sweetheart you’re gonna have to talk to him! He might actually even return your feelings but be too scared to tell you himself, and even if he does not you can’t keep hurting like this every time he goes on a date,” Jimin says softly, a gentle hand laying your arm.
“Because right now, Y/N, Jungkook is hurting you. And he doesn’t even know he’s doing it, it’s not fair to you nor is it fair to him.”
You know it makes sense, but you just feel so anxious and confused about how things will go if you actually tell Jungkook about your feelings for him. You take a deep breath as you try hard to let your friends in, “I just— I’m scared of how things will be once I tell him, you know? I don’t want to lose my best friend. If loving him from the sidelines is the only kind of relationship we can have I’m absolutely okay with that. I would never ever want to do something that will chase him out of my life.” You don’t realise the tears running down your cheeks until Jimin is brushing them away.
“If the only dates we can have are ramen and banana milk? Then damn it I will drink that banana milk!” you say with a sniffle. “Loving Koo from the outside is better than not loving him at all,” you manage to say before you choke on a sob. Dropping your head into the crook of Jimin’s neck, Tae rubbing your back from behind you.
And you cry in your friends’ embrace. You cry harder than you ever have before.
It’s the week before the end of the school year, you’re walking across the quad to meet with Jungkook under your favourite tree. It’s a light, breezy afternoon, there’s a bounce in your step as your short school skirt swings on your hips. You feel good and you can tell you look good, the sudden air of confidence is a welcome change from your usual skittish demeanour.
You can make out Jungkook’s big form laying on the grass under the apple tree, his bag under his head and earbuds popped in, you’re sure he’s listening to some My Chemical Romance song once again. You’re about to shout his name when a tall someone blocks your path.
You look up at them to find the startlingly handsome face of Kim Seokjin looking down at you. His hair is slicked back to reveal his forehead and the immaculate eyebrows, his hands are shoved into his bomber jacket as he looks at you intensely.
“Uh,,, h-hi Jin,” you squeak under his gaze.
“Hey Y/N,” he says.
“Um, w-what’s up?”
“Nothing, I just wanted to ask you something kind of important,” he says nonchalantly.
“Really? Okay, go ahead,” you attempt to act indifferent to his attention but the butterflies thrumming in your stomach told you otherwise. Seokjin’s hand flits out of his pocket to run through the hair at the back of his neck, his eyes flicker around nervously, “Would you uhm... would you be interested in like, going to the end of year um... dance? W-with me?”
The sudden change in demeanour from cool to nervous is endearing to you, a light giggle spills out of you as you answer with blood red cheeks, “O-of course, I would love to.” You smile up at him shyly. The thought of Jungkook flickering across your mind for a second before you push it away.
You know you can’t be hung up on him for ever, and he’s sure as hell not gonna take you as his date to the dance. And Seokjin is a good person, you like to think you know him pretty well after the years you’ve spent with him and his brother, it also doesn’t hurt his chances that he’s actually the most perfect looking human in the entire world.
“Oh wow, I didn’t think you’d say yes,” he admits, honestly. “Well, great then! I’ll pick you up at your place on the day of?”
“Mmhmm,” you hum as you try to suppress a smile.
“Cool,” he says with the widest grin you’ve ever seen on him, “I gotta go, I’ll see you soon okay?”
You nod at him as he walks away, taking the opportunity to gaze at his broad shoulders. A blissful sigh leaving your lips as you finally let the suppressed smile break across your face.
Shaking your head you continue on your path towards your best friend, who has by now sat up straight and is staring at you with narrowed eyes, a bitter scowl forming on his charming face by the second. You reach his spot and chirp out a greeting, “Hello, what’s up with you face?”
“What did Jin want?”
“Um, I’m good, thanks for asking, how are you?”
He narrowed his eyes even more to the point where he looked like he had slits for eyes, “Answer the question, smart ass.”
“He asked me if I wanted to go to the dance with him? Why?”
“Oh. I didn’t you were taking a date with you to the dance?” He said as he turned his face away from you.
You plopped down beside him, uncaring. “Yeah well it’s really not the coolest to go to a formal school ball all alone. I’m saving for future formal balls where I can embarrass myself to the fullest.” You chuckle at your poor humour.
“Oh you think you’re sooo funny, don’t you? Hilarious Y/N. Well cut it out cause you’re not, and your hair’s dry and you need a new backpack.” Jungkook quite literally huffs as he crosses his arms in a defensive position and leans his back on the apple tree.
You gasp at the sudden jabs, “What is the matter with you?! That’s just mean and my hair is not dry, it is moisturised to it’s best thank you very much!”
“You’re so obtuse,” Jungkook says with a glare.
“What? What did I do?” you ask, only slightly taking offense.
Jungkook moves his body abruptly towards you so that he is facing you head on, you wither under his strong gaze as he huffs again, “You really don’t know?”
“Um if I knew, we wouldn’t be having this conversation, would we?” you retort, equally annoyed by now.
He continues to stare at you as if you’ve stolen his lunch money, slowly starting to feel uncomfortable under the intense scrutiny when he breathes out loud, “If you don’t get it then you don’t get it, I can’t do anything about it,” and he gets up from his spot.
Gathering his bag he starts walking away from you without a word, although you do hear the words ‘stupid’ and ‘oblivious’ under his breath as he moves farther away from your stumped figure.
It had been four solid days that Jungkook ignored you, he avoided you at every meeting and stopped sitting beside you in all the classes you shared. Although four days doesn’t seem like much it was just grossly too long for the amount of time the two of you spent together otherwise, you were annoyed and frustrated but more than anything you felt shunned. Jungkook had never once behaved like this with you and this was an entirely new side of him you were being exposed to.
Two days before the end of school, Jungkook had once again avoided you and sat way over at the other end of the room with his cheerleader groupies. You were dangerously close to tears as he was your only friend in the majority of your classes, you only shared History and Literature with Tae and Jimin and without your best friend you were left completely alone.
The bell rang announcing the end of the period and the school day, you were fed up of this treatment and decided to make things right no matter what. You got up from your desk and walked over to Jungkook’s with what little courage you could gather. You waved timidly at him, he was speaking to the pretty girls who were twirling their curls around their fingers and making eyes at the handsome boy.
“Hey, Kook we should talk,” you said softly.
“I’m sorry Y/N, I don’t want to speak with you.” You felt like he’d just slapped you with the formal smile he was giving you. Anger like fire rushed through your veins as you grabbed his arm and dragged him behind you and out of the classroom, the girls looking on with wide eyes as the centre of their attention was whisked away by the shy girl they never paid attention to.
You storm into the boy’s bathroom at the corner next to your class, swinging around to face your friend as you cross your arms and raise and eyebrow, “Talk to me.”
“There’s nothing to talk about, Y/N.”
“What the fuck do you mean there’s nothing to talk about?” you say sharply.
He winces at your usage of the cuss word, “Listen Y/N, I don’t want to fight, please just let it go and let’s move on with our lives.”
“Jungkook?! You won’t even tell me what I did wrong? How do you expect me to move on from something I don’t even know? Please, just tell me why you’re upset and I promise I’ll make it right,” you say pleadingly.
Jungkook chuckles softly, “If only you could.”
You reach forward and place your arms on his thick biceps, you look at him earnestly, “Please Kook, don’t do this to us. Tell me what happened? Please?”
He takes a shaky breath as you notice the tension on his brows, “I just— I thought if you’d ever go to a school dance,”
“What about the school dance?” you whisper.
“I thought if you’d ever go to a school dance... it would be with me...” he says softly.
You feel like your breath has been knocked out of you. Your arms feel suddenly too light, panic wraps its hands around your belly and squeezes.
Somehow you find it in yourself to push through the nerves and ask, “Jungkook... D-do you mean to say what I think you do?”
“If you think I mean to say that I like you then yeah, it’s exactly what you think,” he replies with a slight pout.
You laugh out of relief and realisation, all this while the boy you were in love with had liked you back and you had been to stupid to see it. Everything clicks into place and you piece together all the weird reactions over the years, the sudden bursts of jealousy and possessiveness all make sense now that you know he likes you. He really likes you too.
“Jungkook, you idiot! I like you too, I’ve liked you since fucking forever, oh my god.”
His eyes shine brighter at your words, “Really? Then what was that whole thing with Seokjin and going to the dance as his date?”
“That was just because I was too tired of watching you date girl after girl, I thought I should finally try to move on from you,” you say, “It was tiring to see the boy I love hook up with all these gorgeous girls and know that I’ll never be able to tell him how much I like him.”
Jungkook has the manners to look sheepish as his cheeks grow red, “You love me?”
“I— No of course not I just said it—”
“You love me! Y/N is in love with me!!” He all but whoops. You hide your face in your hands as he announces smugly that you, are in fact in love with him.
“Hey Y/N,” he says suddenly, voice dropping several octaves to send a shiver down your entire body.
You peek out from behind your fingers to sneak a look at him, only to find his face right in front of yours and dangerously close. His big brown eyes are staring into yours as you take in the gorgeous, long lashes; his lips are pink and a cheeky bunny smile shows of his teeth. He whispers and you feel his minty breath on your face, “I love you, too.”
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tbh tumblr ‘activists’ and autism support on this website is just already such a fucking Joke like its a Travesty ive never been more disappointed with yall but beyond defending ‘cringe’ traits tbh we need to defend the more inconvenient symptoms too. the ones that are awkward, create conflict, require learning new things so you can stay vigilant and accommodate others, or require unlearning certain social responses as universally understood. like. im so fuckin tired of seeing you clowns make sarcastic shitposts and then when someone comes in with a response that takes it seriously you literally... have such little functioning braincells or sympathetic reasoning you dont take the Half of a second it would take to think abt responding like a normal human person that recognizes other humans around you. you gotta be condescending, you gotta fuck with them and confuse them more, you gotta be funny and entertain the masses and get those notes yes god. you HAVE to be that way in your mind, theres no other way, you cant imagine responding with a genuine solution to clear it up. bc nobody will like that. and bc its a contest. its always a contest. theyre not a person online talking to you, theyre an opportunity to clap back and be funnier for an audience that craves drama. so you exploit them for public mockery and KNOW how awful its going to be for that person, but how awesome it’ll be for you, so then you actually try to defend yourself even when you see the unnecessary harmful consequences.
“well they were rude! they should have asked for clarification!” okay when you bitches see an ‘i dont get it’ you do the same thing. you pull the exact same fuckin shit. if you get an ask about it begging you to answer privately, you post it with a reaction image. you give a “nobody tell them lol”, or an “its simple, [repeats absurd sarcastic statement again to be funny for nt ppl]”, or even a dismissive “keep scrolling then”, like. nah, its not about your huwt feewings by the mean ol abrasive autistics getting confused, theres flat out no way to win. if you get it you get it, if you dont fuck you. thats how it is. bc you arent educated and dont Want to be. you want your inside joke to be exclusive and you dont wanna Have to care abt autistic people ‘ruining’ it. truth is you probably just dont want autistic people talking to you at all because you dont want to have to put in the effort of developing accommodating communication skills. and thats not acceptable. the people you hurt by that get to call you the fuck out for that, to expect them not to is just dehumanizing and mindless. that mindset makes you selfish and immature. it makes your morals underdeveloped, it makes you lazy, it makes you brain rotted by ridding yourself of any visible humanity trying so hard to match that stupid fucking copied funnyman persona that doesnt mean shit in the real world. and it makes you a bad activist, if one at all.
its gross and its sad that these ppl claim activism when you literally. Just wanna be a clown. you wanna honk your lil clown shoes for your circus and pretend you’re a depthful good person underneath so you arent limited to the ‘funny’ people you find uncharming. you dont wanna attract just Any funnyman, you want the Fake Good Funny People, who will let you be gay and listen to weird indie music and support the people you feel comfy associating with, making You feel secure and free to do w/e you want, but only so long as they keep out the people you dont want to understand. thats not selflessly moralistic, its about your comfort, and other peoples comforts that will benefit you, its not ‘activism’, its not helping other unrelatable suffering groups feel that comfort. this shits a party to you. its abt collecting the people you simply Want around you, and dismissing anyone else at all costs, even when it means invalidating their struggles. you just want praise and relaxation. you want laffs and good noodle stars. its a pathetic display and you all need to get your ass beat in a parking lot by 5 autistics flapping against your bones until you become dust bc you dont get to disrespect the ppl your group tortured in abusive hospitals and murdered with eugenics, you just dont get to keep whining abt that. abt how hard it is for you to keep up. like. well. start with an ounce of effort even when its inconvenient for you, actually. start by condemning the r word the way you show you are capable of with other slurs, start by educating yourself on autism the way you show you are capable of with other groups, start by Not reblogging chains with obvious mockery of autism traits, start by not CREATING those chains. it is NOT asking too much of you to forsake a tiny bit of your sense of humor to support oppressed vulnerable groups you have power over. if you have a problem with that, again, you are not an activist, you’re basically a self trained entertainer. activism includes fighting ableism of all kinds.
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Hey yall!! It’s been a log time since I’ve uploaded anything, and while I wish I had ideas for Branded, yall’re just gonna have to have this one shot for now lol. Enjoy~
Chase was shocked awake by the sound of something hitting the ground hard. He stumbled to his feet and put a hand against the wall while he steadied his breathing and blinked the dots away. Everything felt like it was spinning. Where was he? He blinked again, leaning against the cool wall and tried to look around, but all he could make out were the muted, bright colors and lights of a city at night. He could faintly hear the voices around him, they seemed panicked, but the ringing in his ears was too overwhelming to focus on anything.
He tried to make his way to a quieter part of town, not noticing that no one was paying any attention to him. If they were, they would probably think he was drunk with his glazed over eyes, half leaning against the wall as he walked. He had been drinking a little, but not so much to make him feel like this... right? He shook his head, trying to remember how he got into the city.
“I... drove here... and-and went up to the roof... to... d-d-drink.” He mumbled quietly as he walked. Soon he was in a park in the middle of the city, finding a bench and laying down on it.
“I drove past here...” He could see the world going dark as a faint siren sounded in the distance. “I...”
-- -- --
Marvin walked through the city, the first few rays of sunlight bouncing off his hair as it flapped behind him in a loose ponytail. His searching eyes scanned the area, but he wasn’t quite sure what he was looking for. He had seen what happened, but he wanted to know how, and more importantly, why. Why had he done it? Why did he leave so late at night?
A few people gave him a funny look as he quickly walked past, but thankfully none of them stopped him. Just as the shops around him began to open and people started arriving, he came to the park. He sat down on a nearby bench and turned on his phone, scrolling through the texts from his brothers from the night before. He sighed, pressed his fingers to his temples, and took a deep breath. He was still too tense to really think properly.
“-vin?”
Marvin opened his eyes and looked around, but didn’t see anyone.
“Maybe I’m just hearing things...” He muttered. Just then he noticed that one of the crystals on his necklace was glowing faintly. He held it up and gazed at it.
“Huh, that’s weird.” He blew on it and for a moment the light grew brighter.
“Can y- m-“
“Again?” He whispered. “Who’s there?” He commanded.
The crystal glowed bright again, a little more steady this time, and for a moment, Marvin saw a flicker of a form right in front of him.
“Marvin?” And just like that, the form was gone.
“What do you want, spirit?” Marvin tried to keep his voice steady. It had been many years since this crystal had lit up, the one for souls. There was silence, except for the shuffle of leaves in the wind. Did the spirit leave? Marvin looked at the crystal one last time before standing up and looking around quickly to make sure no one was near before making a portal. As he slipped through the portal to his apartment, he felt a sudden weight around his neck and stumbled forward.
The portal closed instantly behind him and the weight was gone. He shuffled in place for a little bit before he got an idea. He headed to his bedroom and pulled out a box from underneath his bed. He found the crystal he was looking for immediately. It was a much larger version of the crystal that had been glowing earlier.
He sat it on the ground and inspected it. There was a small dot of light that flashed for a second, on the side opposite from him.
“So you followed me home. Hey, you want to talk, right? Follow my lead.” Marvin placed a hand on the large crystal and after a second another hand print appeared, glowing, on the other side.
“You may talk.”
There was a moment of silence before he heard a whisper. “... Marvin... am I dead?”
“I’m afraid so. I don’t know who you are, but you seem to know my name. This stone lets me talk with the dead so I can hopefully put you to rest.”
“I don’t...” The whisper paused. “I-I can’t be dead... I- Marvin please, can’t you do something?”
“I’m sorry, my necromancy is pretty weak.” He paused. “Stay here please.” He released the crystal and stood up, making his way over to one of the book shelves. After selecting a dusty book from the top shelf, he made his way back in time to hear “why can’t I remember?”
“Remember what?”
“How I... died.”
Marvin sat down and opened the book to a certain section. “Hmm... you must be recently deceased then. I remember my teacher saying that the recently departed have trouble remembering how it all happened. Let’s see... here! I found a spell that might speed up the process for you to remember. I just need your full name and the last thing you remember from being alive.”
“Can’t you recognize my voice?”
“No? You’re coming through as a whisper.”
“Marvin... it’s me. Chase.”
Marvin froze, wide eyed. He looked at where he thought the spirit’s eye level would be in shock. “No... Y-you’re joking.”
“Marvin, I’m serious.” The crystal glowed a little brighter. Marvin could feel tears coming to his eyes but he quickly wiped them away.
“Y-you jumped...”
“What?”
“They found you on the ground out front of a 5 foot building downtown. You- the only way you could have been that badly injured is if you jumped.”
“No, I wouldn’t have!” The handprint glowed brighter.
“H-hold on...” Marvin flipped a few pages in the book and pressed his hand against the crystal again, closing his eyes and beginning to repeat a spell. He opened one eye and looked up. There, in front of him, was the glowing orange translucent form of his brother.
“You’re really-“ He reached out and was relieved when he could touch Chase’s arm.
Chase jumped at the sudden touch and looked Marvin in the eye. Marvin couldn’t hold his emotions back any longer and reached over the crystal to hug his brother, burying his face in his shoulder.
“It’s actually you!” Marvin gasped. Chase went to hug him back and realized he was shaking.
“Of course it’s me...”
After a moment longer, Marvin released him and sat back down, instead placing Chase’s hands in his, as if he was making sure he wouldn’t vanish again.
“Um... what all happened last night?” Chase asked, relieved at the touch.
Marvin drew in a sharp breath before he began. “1:34 am. I received a text from Jameson saying you were in the hospital with serious injuries. In a few minutes he texted back that you were dead. I teleported over and they said you.. had jumped off of a building downtown. The impact had practically killed you instantly, but even still, Henrik tried to save you.” He paused and drew in another shaky breath. “Why...”
“Why did I jump.” Chase finished his question. “I... don’t know. I don’t remember anything after I drove downtown. There was... whiskey next to me.”
“Chase-“
“I know I know, I promised I would quit. I just... it was our anniversary. The day I left... the day Stacy stopped letting me see our kids.”
“It was... wait you said the last thing you remember was driving downtown? We can still try the memory spell if you want.”
Chase paused before nodding, a determined look on his face. There was a sound of turning pages and muttering from somewhere outside the room, but he didn’t have time to question it before a searing pain hit him. He cried out in pain and keeled over, putting his hands over his ears. There was a soft touch on his hands again and the pain ebbed away. He sat back up, dazed and noticed Marvin was holding his hands again.
“Gah... is it supposed to hurt that ba-“ Chase froze as the memories flooded back into his head. He wobbled in place and shook his head, his mind finally clear. His eyes widened and he looked up at Marvin, who had worry and curiosity in his expression.
“Chase?”
“I didn’t jump. I was pushed.”
Marvin’s eyes widened before they narrowed in fury. “Who.”
“I can’t... see them...” Chase closed his eyes and tried to concentrate. “I’m sitting on the roof, looking at the stars. I’m holding the bottle, it's maybe a fourth empty. My cheeks feel wet. I stand up and walk to the edge before sitting down again. There is a noise behind me. I turn around and I feel hands on my back, pushing me. Red hoodie... black gloves and... the green eye...”
“Green eye?!” Marvin interrupted.
“Green. Marvin, it was Jackie. No, it was his body.”
“Anti?!” Marvin shot up. “Crap, of course he was behind this! I need to-“
Chase stood up, watching as Marvin made a portal. He turned quickly back to Chase and removed a bracelet from his wrist and slipped it onto Chase’s.
“This should let you be able to talk to the others outside my body.”
“Wh-?”
“Oh yeah I had you possess me so I could see you, sorry for not asking. Come on.”
Before Chase could blink they were in Henrik’s office. He and Jamie were sitting on the bench, asleep on each other’s shoulders, eyes red from crying. Marvin snapped loudly, awaking the two of them instantly.
“Sorry to awake your slumber, but do either of you know where Jackie is?”
Henrik grunted and slipped over to his desk. “He’s at... that building. Where Chase ju-“
“He didn’t jump.” “I didn’t jump.” Chase and Marvin said together. Henrik and Jamie looked at Marvin in shock and confusion.
“Sorry, no time to explain.” Marvin began making another portal. “I’ll get him and come back for you three.”
“Three?!” Henrik exclaimed as he slipped through and disappeared with a pop. Henrik and Jameson stared at each other in silence, now wide awake.
“Well... would you like me to explain all this now or after he comes back?” Chase broke the silence, startling the other two.
“Wha- who-?” Henrik stammered.
Chase stifled a giggle. He knew Henrik didn’t really believe in too much of the supernatural stuff that Marvin loved so much.
“Chase!?!” Jamie signed, hands slightly shaking.
“Yeah um... sorry to scare you two but you can’t really see me right now cause uh.. I’m kinda... dead? But it looks like you can hear me so that’s good! Marvin’s spells worked!”
Henrik stared at the direction the voice was coming from, contemplating everything he knew.
Before either of them could answer the portal opened back up and Jackie flew through it backwards.
“GRAB HIM!” Marvin yelled as he came flying in after.
Henrik grabbed the hero before he hit the wall.
“Hold him there, I need to get it out of him.”
Suddenly Jackie jerked in Henrik’s arms and a distorted laugh echoed through the room.
“W̧h͟a̴̛t͠,̵ ̷y͠o҉̧ù ̨c̨̡a̴̶n̶͞’͟͟ţ͟ ͝f̸i͟͝g̀́h͡t̶ ҉͠m̢̛é ̕o̡͜n̡͞ ͘ý̕o̕u͡ŗ̛ ͟o͢w͢n̢͜,͠ ̸͜m̡a͟g̡i̵͝c̢̛i͟͏a̸n͏?̧͟” Jamie and Henrik paled instantly, being all too familiar with that voice. Jackie’s left eye flashed green as the whites of his eyes went black.
Marvin’s eyes glowed an icy blue and a sudden gust of wind whipped around the room. He pressed his hand against Jackie’s face and said a spell in a language that none of them could understand.
Jackie’s body spasmed in Henrik’s grasp, glitching harshly. Marvin pulled his hand back but continued chanting as black smog erupted from Jackie’s eyes and mouth, glitching and fizzing as it shot towards the ceiling. Suddenly everything was quiet and both Jackie and Marvin went limp. Jamie caught Marvin and Henrik held Jackie up still, then Jackie started coughing and breathing in heavily. Henrik released him and Jackie fell to his hands and knees, trying to catch his breath. Marvin blinked and looked up before pushing himself gently out of Jamie’s grasp and moving closer to Jackie. He lifted his head up and looked him in the eyes before smiling.
“You’re back.”
“Y-yeah-“ Jackie attempted to respond but ended up coughing a bit. “How did you know he was in me? He was... doing a pretty good job of pretending to be me for a week or two.”
“Are you alright?” Chase asked before Marcin could answer.
Marvin nodded and Jackie’s head shot up, looking around wildly. “Chase?!”
“Sorry, you can’t see me.”
“Yet.” Marvin grinned, all eyes moving to him. “That exorcism took a lot out of me but I think I have enough energy for one more magic trick. Henrik? Where’s the body?”
Henrik, who was standing against the wall trying to comprehend everything, suddenly stood at attention. “This way.”
He led them all down a few halls, slow enough that Jackie and Marvin could keep up, until they reached the morgue. “But Marvin- his vital organs are long dead. How can you-“
“Shush. Lemme work.” Marvin smiled confidently. He approached Chase’s body bag. “Chase, do I have your permission to try a little experiment? This is my first time trying to bring anyone back from the dead.”
“Of course you dummy.” Chase responded from the other side of the table.
“Follow my lead.” He commanded again, closing his eyes and resting his hands lightly on the bag. He started saying an unfamiliar spell, with a hint of melody to it. The other three brothers watched in wonder as an orange light flooded the room for a moment, surrounding Marvin’s silhouette. The light faded as Marvin finished and his arms fell to his sides.
“Oh dear-“ he managed to say before he collapsed again, falling unconscious. Even though he was still recovering, Jackie’s quick reflexes kicked in and he caught Marvin.
There was a cough from the body bag on the table and a muffled voice came from within. “Yo can someone open the bag? It smells bad in here.”
Henrik rushed over and unzipped the body bag and Chase sat up and stretched. Henrik watched in wonder as the previously blue with death body was suddenly pink with life again. Chase looked down before looking at Henrik.
“Uh... got an extra gown around?”
Jamie let out a silent giggle and Henrik tossed a hospital gown at Chase, who quickly put it on. He flexed his fingers, a smile spreading across his face, happy to be completely solid again.
“Ok someone want to tell me what the F*** happened?!?” Henrik finally released the confusion that was building up in him.
Chase looked up at him then down where Jackie sat with the unconscious Marvin. “Yeah, I’ll explain everything. Although it’d probably be a better idea to talk in your office.”
#jacksepticeye#chase brody#marvin the magnificent#henrik von schneeplestein#antisepticeye#jameson jackson#jackieboy man#writersofjack
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