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peachypinkygloss · 9 months

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call me later — jjk

Summer break is always your favourite period of the year, enjoying the fresh water of the pool and the sun kissing your skin. Everything's going great until a sudden boy appears in your life and becomes the centre of your world.

☼ pairing: jungkook x fem!reader

☼ genre: strangers to fwb to lovers, summer break au, university au, smut

☼ word count: 2.5k

☼ warnings: kinda inspired by outer banks, rich kid!oc, jk's a munch, oc pushes jk away 😔, they're a bit awkward together lol, outdoor sex, unprotected oral sex, cunnilingus, fingering, brief overstimulation, cum eating.

a.n.: don't get fooled... this isn't cherry!jk ik this one's a munch too but they're very different. you'll see 😉

The sunlight gently graces the skin of your face, enveloping you in a warm embrace, relaxing both your limbs and mind. It's around one p.m., the perfect hour to sunbathe by the pool and to reread the PLL series.

That's what you had planned for today, but you ended up doing something vastly different. Something a bit unpredictable and perverted... To your defence, this would have never happened if he hadn't decided to show up.

Technically, he didn't decide, he's just following the schedule your dad gave him, but still. This isn't entirely your fault; it takes two people to do something like this.

Your chest heaves rapidly as you're looking down between your legs, a hand pulling on his black locks while the other is thrown over your forehead. The lounge chair doesn't allow you to have much space, but you're handling it pretty well you think.

He's handling it well too because you can't imagine how his knees must hurt right now. They're probably all red, but he doesn't seem to mind. He's such a good boy. He knows you'd do the same for him, so he doesn't complain.

Your book is long forgotten on the ground beside your chair and the bookmark has been quickly secured between the pages the moment things have begun to be more intense.

You softly moan, your sounds accompanying the chirps of the birds and the far away noises of the neighbours mowing their lawns. This is public, yet very private. The fences prevent anyone from looking — and there are small chances of people hearing you, considering how big your backyard is and how far your neighbours are — but that doesn't mean nobody can't walk in on you two.

This was really impulsive of you.

Though it's risky and kind of stupid, you regret nothing. How could you when he's so skilled with his tongue...

"Are you usually that vocal?" Jungkook wonders, a stupid grin drawn on his pretty face. He rubs slow circles on your clit to compensate for the loss of his mouth, waiting patiently for your answer.

You let out a pleasant sigh, watching the pads of his fingers playing with your pussy, tattoos inked on his skin and chunky rings adorning his fingers.

You sink your teeth in your bottom lip, collecting your thoughts as Jungkook traces your entrance, dipping his fingers in just a little bit. He really likes to tease.

"When I like the guy," you say breathily, lazy eyes blinking up to stare at him. This only brightens Jungkook's smile and you're confused as to why it makes your stomach flutter.

"You like me?" He smirks, satisfied you've just confessed to liking him.

But you didn't. Or did you? Damn it.

You roll your eyes and grip his hair again. "Get back to business," you groan. You don't miss the laugh he lets out while you push down on his head, shoving his face back between your thighs.

He slides his fingers in completely and you gasp softly, loving how they stretch you out really well. You roll your hips slightly, getting used to the feeling of being full.

Jungkook parts his fingers, scissoring your insides to see how much he can stretch your pussy. He hums as if he was listening to it, and you don't know what it told him, but that was surely good advice because the next thing he does sends you over the moon.

He pumps his fingers in you and wraps his lips around your clit, stimulating two areas at the same time. "Oh, my god, Jungkook," you moan in pleasure, twisting his hair in your fist.

You have a hard time focusing on anything else than him, feeling the cool silver of his piercings brushing against your skin and your wetness dripping down your ass every time he thrusts into you.

You pass your fingers through his hair, your eyes not once looking away from his pink lips sucking on your poor little clit. His digits enter and exit your wet cunt at a rapid pace, eliciting moans and whines out of you, taking your breath away.

You clench your thighs around his head, feeling so overwhelmed right now, but it doesn't seem to bother him at all, on the contrary. Your legs hang over his large shoulders, shaking a little bit as he darts his tongue out to lap at your swollen bud.

He's changed the rhythm of his fingers, going in less faster — but still fast enough to make you roll your eyes back — to go deeper instead. Your juices drip down to his knuckles and he can't believe how wet you are, especially during a hot temperature like this.

"Mmmh," you hear him mumble against your pussy, completely obsessed with it. "Your pussy's so wet, baby," he observes, circling your clit with his thumb to look at you for a second. "Taste so fucking sweet."

You know it's just dirty talk, but you have to admit it has your heart beating excitedly in your chest. He smiles at you as you're a little bit dizzy, drunk on your sexual pleasure.

"Thanks," you reply and he chuckles, finding adorable how you become a bit stupid from getting fucked by his fingers. He curls them into you and you moan out when he brushes against your magic spot, knitting your eyebrows together. "There!" You exclaim, feeling Jungkook's hot breath hitting your pussy as he tilts his head down to look at his hand.

"Right there, baby?" He repeats to make sure he has found the correct spot. You nod repeatedly when you feel the pads of his fingers patting the spongy spot inside you, the knot in your stomach tightening. "Yeah? Okay, I got you, princess," he coos and continues sensually moving his fingers in you.

He focuses on his digits, calculating every single one of his movements. Your pussy quivers around him and he understands you won't last long if he keeps going at this rhythm, but that's exactly his goal, so he continues.

Then he comes to lick at your puffy clit, left alone for too long now. You whimper when he does so, flattening his pink muscle over your bud and moving it from side to side, still pumping his big fingers in and out of your sloppy pussy.

"Fuck, Jungkook!" You whine, being so close to your orgasm. He has such a good technique that works for you, it's so hard to not fall apart as soon as he puts his mouth on you. "I'm gonna cum," you warn him, voice breathy and kind of desperate at this point.

He hums against you, sending vibrations through your body. You curl your toes as you feel it burning at the pit of your stomach, ready to rip off and send you over the edge.

"Don't stop, please," you beg him, but you don't have to worry, he has no intention of stopping, especially not when your moans sound so sweet to his ears.

You're not sure if you should cry, moan or scream. Your little brain is so confused, never been that close to an orgasm all because of a man's fingers and tongue.

Where was Jungkook all those times you couldn't make yourself cum or you were left frustrated by useless men who had absolutely no idea how a pussy worked? He really should have come sooner.

This is it, it grows rapidly in your stomach, a sensation so intense and euphoric, exploding and passing through your entire body like an avalanche. Your moans are stuck in your throat and your fingers pull harshly on Jungkook's hair, trying to not fall too far.

Your legs shake beside his head and he groans when you clench around him, sucking his fingers in, his tongue gently stroking your clit as you slowly drive off your high.

He slips out of your pussy, quickly licking his fingers clean before pulling your legs apart wider. He lowers his mouth to your quivering hole, literally making out with it and drinking your arousal out of you to satisfy his thirst.

He opens and closes his mouth on your pussy while your legs are still shaking, coming down from your previous orgasm. "Jungkook, this is too much," you say in a whiny voice, gasping softly when you feel his tongue teasing your entrance.

It's only when he hears the sound of a car parking at the front of the house that he pulls himself away from your leaking sex. You look at him, as confused as he is. He hurriedly wipes his chin with the back of his hand and he picks up your bikini bottom from the ground, handing it to you.

He stands up as you put back on your bikini. "I thought you said my dad wouldn't come back until five p.m.!" You whisper-shout at Jungkook, passing your fingers in your hair, trying to detangle it and make yourself presentable — and not like you've just received head from the hot guy your father hired to mow the lawn and maintain the pool this summer.

"Yeah, I thought so too," he answers, guilty he may have misheard what your dad said to him.

You sigh, taking your towel and your book in hand, ready to go back in the house, but before you can Jungkook grabs your arm. "Call me later, yeah?"

You look up at him, surprised he just asked you that. Does it mean he wants... more? See you in another context than at your house?

You swallow, wondering if that's what you want. You guess you never considered boys could be interested in knowing you or hanging out with you after having sex. You didn't think Jungkook would want that either.

Your attention is brought to your dad when he enters the backyard, waving at Jungkook and you. "Hey, kids!" He yells from across the yard and you can't help but roll your eyes. He walks up to you two and you wish you could escape, but you don't want to get reprimanded by your dad after.

"Hi, sir," Jungkook greets him, smiling politely. "I did the front of the house like you asked," he explains, shoving his hands in his pockets. "I've cut around the patio, too."

"That's awesome, you did a great job, Jungkook," your father nods his head, clearly a sign that he's really proud of him. "How long did it take you?"

"One hour and a half, I'd say," he answers, not really sure when he got the job done since, well, he's been a little distracted by something else.

"Good. I'll go take my wallet, I left it in the truck," he points behind him and then glances at you, giving you a tap on the back. "You enjoyed the pool, honey? You applied sunscreen, right?"

"Yes, dad," you groan. You want one thing and it's to get out of this awkward situation as soon as possible. Your father then disappears, going to take his wallet to pay Jungkook.

This one looks back at you, sweet eyes laying on you. "So?"

"I'll call you later," you confirm, not giving him time to answer and going back inside.

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You look around the convenience store, searching for energy drinks. When you find them, you open the fridge's door, hesitating between a Rockstar or a Monster. There aren't many flavours, but you know you definitely won't take one without sugar. You decide to settle for a Monster, Pacific Punch flavour.

Now for the food. You eye the tteokbokki, but also the spicy ramen. You should combine both. And take some for your father, too. He always has night cravings like you.

As you check the different brands of ramen, wondering which one you feel like eating the most, someone says your name.

"You didn't call me."

You turn around and your eyes widen when you see Jungkook standing in front of you. Your heartbeat accelerates and you don't know what to say.

Your plan was to hide in the house the next time he'd come, avoiding him seemingly the best idea you've thought about, but of course, he had to find you here.

You feel bad as he looks at you with disappointed eyes as if he actually thought you'd call, that you were different and not like the others. Turns out that you're not. You're exactly like them, exactly like the people who you grew up with and who you live with.

"Um, well, I..." You stammer, caught red-handed. You glance down, biting down on your lip, too much of a coward to hold Jungkook's gaze. "No, I didn't," you sigh, admitting your mistake. "I... forgot."

He only lets out a 'mh' and you're really embarrassed. Yes, it was childish of you, but you don't understand what he expected. He works for your dad, you don't go to the same university, you don't have the same circle of friends, you have nothing in common.

Yet, when you look at him, it's like he knows everything about you — every single one of your secrets and fears.

"You don't have your eyebrow piercing anymore," you comment suddenly, desperately searching for a way to make things less awkward, to redeem yourself or whatever that would make him stop looking at you like you're a bad person.

He touches his eyebrow as if to confirm his piercing's really gone. "Yeah, it was a bitch to disinfect," he shrugs and hides his hands in the pockets of his hoodie.

"I really liked it," you say honestly.

The corner of his mouth tugs upward and you can't help but do the same, butterflies erupting in your stomach. "I've noticed." His eyes glint and your face heats up immediately when you understand what he's referring to.

Last time, you couldn't stop running your fingers over his face, touching his eyebrow piercing when he was kissing you. You don't know why you were doing that, but there was something that really fascinated you about it.

Fortunately, Jungkook didn't mind you touching him. He quite really enjoyed it, in fact.

When he doesn't say anything else, you quickly take two packs of ramen with the tteokbokki and your energy juice. You turn around and Jungkook's still there.

"Are you eating with someone?" He questions and he knows how it sounds, but he's only curious. If it's the reason why you didn't call, he wants you to tell him.

"Um, it's for my dad and me," you reply. "We're the kind to eat at like... one a.m.," you chuckle and he smiles at the sound of your laugh. "And you?" You ask back even though he's not holding anything other than his cellphone.

"Oh, just filling up the gas tank," he points outside where his car is parked. "But I might take a snack. Yours make me hungry."

"You should," you nod your head.

He sends you a faint smile before passing by you, walking to the other aisle. You watch him for a second, analyzing his outfit. Black baggy jeans, a graphic white hoodie and beige beanie.

You go pay for your items and it's only when you push the door that you get a glimpse of Jungkook walking up to the cashier. He doesn't see you so you exit the store, refraining yourself from looking back.

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a.n.: hellooo you guys... 🤭

i had jungkook working for oc's dad in mind for likeee a long time and since it's summer, i finally found the time to write it... i have more planned for this fic (obvi because I wouldn't make it end like this 🫣), so this isn't just a drabble, it's more like a test to see if you're interested in this story. so tell me if you want it to become a lil series. ngl, i'm very insecure about this one idk why 😭 but let me know if you'd like to read a next part!

part 1: call me later ☼ part 2: call me soon ☾ part 3: call me tomorrow ☼

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flowerxbunnie · 5 months

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Hiiii🤭 okay so I have a request for Matt. He’s usually the dominant one, but lately he’s been thinking about switching it up, so he wants you to be dominant and he’s all like a whimpering mess, and he got doe eyes cause he’s pleading….and uhh yeah WORK YOUR MAGIC CAUSE IK ITS BOUT TO EATTT. Get as crazy as you want 😏

In Charge

Matt x Fem reader

Warnings: SMUT. SMUTTTTTY SMUT. Sub!Matt, use of word mommy, etc

DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE NOT OKAY WITH SMUT OR ARE A MINOR!

Matt’s POV

I keep my eyes glued to Y/n as she clicks away at the camera, positioning it horizontally and vertically to catch as many angles as possible. Today we’re at the warehouse- she’s helping Chris with a photoshoot for the next collection for Fresh Love that’s dropping in a few weeks.

I sit on the couch at the back of the room and watch her work, moving ring lights to find the best lighting, switching lenses for different amounts of blur and focus, and a bunch of other things I’m not even going to pretend to understand.

Her tennis skirt is showing off her perfect legs as she maneuvers around the set, standing on her tiptoes to get upward angles every now and again. There is a sheen of sweat glistening on her face under the heat of the lights, her baby hairs a mess all over her forehead.

She bends down to unplug a camera charger and I can feel the blood immediately rush towards my dick as I catch a glimpse of her white lace panties. I have to adjust myself in my seat, my pants suddenly feeling tighter and constrictive. I can just imagine the way she tastes. I can see myself with my head buried between her legs. I can almost hear her whimpering my name and clawing at the sheets. I need to divert my thoughts towards something else.

“Alright Cooper, if you could grab the collar and pull it out… yeah like that! Keep the logo visible..” she trails off in a mumble as she stares into the viewfinder, biting her lip before clicking the capture button and bringing the camera back down.

“Chris, go sit beside him and let’s get a couple of you together,” she says as she brushes the hair off her face. “I’m gonna get some water right quick while you get settled.”

She sets the camera down carefully on a stool off to the side and turns towards me, a smile plastered on her face. She makes her way over and plops down beside me, reaching over me to grab the half full bottle of water I’ve been sipping on. I really hope she doesn’t feel the massive boner I’m trying to hide right now. Even just her elbow grazing against it is enough to make me sigh involuntarily.

“You tired baby? We’re almost done and then we can go home and take a nap,” she says while smiling innocently. She brings the bottle to her lips and takes a sip of water, and I watch as a singular drop spills over and glides down her chin. The aroused state of mind I’m in is planting so many filthy thoughts in my brain.

“Yeah, I am. But it’s nice getting to watch you work,” I say with a grin, putting my arm around her and pulling her in to plant a kiss on her temple.

“I’m glad you’re having fun. I swear Chris doesn’t know how to sit still or listen,” she giggles, “it’s pissing me off but I know how much this photoshoot means to him.”

We both look over as Chris goofs off and acts like he’s dribbling a ball before throwing a wadded up shirt through the hole of the ring light. It gets caught and doesn’t make it all the way through, sending the ring light crashing to the ground with a loud bang.

“Christopher! What the fuck?” Y/n tosses the water bottle onto my lap and quickly makes her way over to the mess on the ground, hands on her hips and staring Chris down. “I literally had just gotten the perfect angle for the lighting.”

“I’m sorryyy, at least it didn’t break..?” Chris laughs and gives a half ass apology, clearly thinking she wasn’t as mad as she actually was.

“What’s so funny? Get your ass over here and put the light back together.” Her tone becomes harsh and serious.

Chris just looks between the model sitting beside him and Y/n, obviously confused.

“Now.” She says, her annoyance growing by the second.

Damn, this bossy side of her is honestly really fucking hot. She’s usually super laid back and a go with the flow kind of girl. I’ve never been in a position where I had to watch her barking orders, but me and my little man downstairs are really enjoying this.

Chris huffs and walks over to the wreckage he had caused, getting down and screwing the ring light back onto the stand. Y/n stays standing, just glaring down at him and crossing her arms across her chest. Chris stands up and puts the ring light back on its feet, turning it toward the backdrop.

“Now go sit.” Y/n demands as she picks her camera back up and throws the strap around her neck.

Chris listens and goes to take his seat next to Cooper, his face red with embarrassment, but he quickly regains his composure and starts giggling and chatting loudly again as Y/n adjusts the lighting.

“Let’s get these last few shots and call it a day, alright? Chris, sit back kinda slumped and throw your arm over the arm of the couch… yeah tilt your head a little to the left,” Y/n says as she looks through the viewfinder, trying to recreate the vision she sees in her head. “And Cooper you cross your legs and act like you’re kinda mid-throwing your hood up…” she trails off, looking up from the camera at Chris who has already moved from his position.

She huffs and takes the camera back off, setting it down before stomping over to Chris. She doesn’t say anything, she just leans over and grabs his arm, placing it where she wants it. I can see up her skirt as she bends over and places her right arm on the back of the couch, her left hand grabbing his face and roughly tilting it to the angle she asked for.

Why am I wishing that was me? What the fuck is going on? I stand up and walk to the bathroom, not being able to watch anymore of this without my cock jumping out of my pants.

Y/n’s POV

“Alright good job everyone! That should be a wrap!” I say as I take the lens off my camera and put it in its case before turning around to stick it in Matt’s backpack. The black bag sits on the couch, but he’s gone. I make my way over and shove the camera case into the biggest pocket before zipping it shut.

“Hey, where’s Matt?” I call over to Chris.

“No clue. Think I saw him walk towards the bathroom. I’m gonna go play arcade gamessss!” Chris’s voice grows quiet as he strides in the opposite direction.

I walk towards the bathroom door and see it shut and locked, confirming Chris paid attention for once. I give it a soft knock and step back, watching the knob turn and Matt step out timidly.

“You ready to grab a bite to eat? I’m starving! We can come pick Chris up when we get back. He’s in the arcade so I doubt he’ll notice,” I giggle and grab his hand.

Next thing I know, Matt pushes past me and I’m getting pulled into the office across the hall, the door clicking shut quietly. He reaches around me and turns the lock before stepping back and raking his eyes over my body.

“I need you now, Y/n.” His tone is low and serious as his hand slides down his lower stomach before grabbing his hard on through his sweatpants.

I take a moment to process what’s going on before I flick my eyes back up to grin at him, stepping towards him and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Did you get all worked up today, daddy?”

I watch his eyes shut as he steps towards me, his hands coming down to grip my waist. He opens them once again, but instead of his normal dark, lust filled eyes, I am met with the brightest doe eyed look on his face.

“As much as I love when you call me that, I need something else today..” he slowly blinks at me, hoping I catch the hint.

And I do, but why not play a little game and work him up a little bit more?

“What do you need, baby?” I ask in a loving voice, grabbing the hair at the nape of his neck and giving it the smallest tug.

His breath hitches and I feel his dick throb against my leg.

“I need you to b-boss me around.” he looks down at the ground, I’m guessing embarrassed because this is completely unlike him.

“Oh do you? You think you’d like that, pretty boy?” I grab his chin and tilt his face up to look me in the eyes, earning an eager nod from him.

“Tell me how much you’d like it.” I encourage him to be vocal, stroking the coarse stubble on his cheek with my thumb.

“I.. I would love to be on my knees for you, mommy. I want to make you feel good.” He removes a hand from my waist and puts it over my own on his cheek, leaning into my touch.

I’ve only ever been the submissive one in our relationship, so this is brand new to the both of us. But I can feel the heat between my legs growing stronger as he stares into my eyes, his lashes brushing his cheeks as he blinks slowly.

“I’ve always known you were a little slut,” I say with a chuckle, but the reaction it gets from him shows me he likes being called that degrading name. He lets out a small whimper and presses his erection into my stomach and it’s the hardest I’ve ever felt it, almost begging for release already.

I pull apart from him, stepping back and leaning my thighs against the desk in the center of the room. He’s standing there like a lost puppy, just frozen with wide eyes, waiting to be told what to do.

“Be a good boy and get on your knees then, Matty.” I say as I take off my crop top, watching his eyes lock onto my chest before he moves to stand in front of me.

He puts his hands on my waist and drops to his knees, his touch running down my thighs and stopping to grip the back of my calves. He looks up at me waiting for his next move.

“Take mommy’s skirt off baby,” I say as I reach down to run a hand over his hair.

His fingers slide back up my legs and hook into the band of my skirt, slowly pulling it down. I lift up off the desk and step out of the fabric, kicking it off to the side of the room.

He licks his lips as I spread my legs open revealing a wet patch on my panties, my arousal for him extremely obvious. I run my hand down my chest slowly, watching his eyes follow it like a laser as I bring it over my lower stomach and finally down to the white lace covering my pussy.

“P-please mommy, can I taste you?” He questions barely above a whisper, his hands coming back up to my thighs.

“Hands off.” I smack his knuckles with a loud pop.

He draws his hands away quickly, a blush spreading across his cheeks. He doesn’t remove his eyes from mine, just gulps and nods.

“You’re gonna be a good boy and watch mommy touch herself. Keep your hands in your lap.” I demand.

I sit up to pull my panties down and throw them on the ground beside him. His eyes flicker to them, almost as if he wants to reach out and grab them, but he doesn’t move a muscle.

“Look at you Matty, listening so well. Being such a good boy for me, hm?” I tease as I bring my fingers down to his mouth. “Suck on them baby.”

He opens his mouth and I slide my index and middle finger in, watching as he coats them in his saliva and swirls his tongue around them. I pull them out with a pop as he lets out a whimper, wishing for any sort of contact, even if just to have my fingers back in his mouth.

I bring my now soaked fingers to my clit, rubbing small circles and letting out a sigh. His eyes dart back and forth from my face to my dripping pussy, his mouth slightly parted in awe at the sight.

“Look at my little slut, you like it don’t you? You like watching mommy touch herself?” I moan out, bucking my hips against my own hand as I speed up my movements.

“Yes mommy, you look so pretty. I wanna taste you.. so bad, please..” he lets his head fall down in frustration, picking it back up to flash his doe eyes at me once again.

“Not now, baby. Keep being good and I’ll think about it.”

He whines and I see his hands press down into his lap, rubbing himself to relieve the ache, desperately needing any kind of friction.

I slip two fingers into my entrance, feeling myself throb as I take in the sight below me. Begging and desperate and ready to have his mouth put to use. I pump my fingers in and out, curling them and feeling my breathing pick up.

I remove my fingers and see them almost dripping with my arousal. Leaning forward, I swipe them across his bottom lip. He goes crazy over this, licking his lip and trying to taste every drop that he can get.

“Mommy you taste so good, please let me make you feel good, I promise I can make you feel good, please..” he almost has tears in his eyes as he lets out this string of whines.

I push myself up to sit on the desk. I part my legs and nod, signaling him to make his way to me, but he stays still.

“Get over here and make yourself useful, then.” I say harshly, and he immediately crawls towards me, sitting back up on his knees with his face inches away from my core.

“Crawling on your knees to taste some pussy, what a desperate whore.” I say before grabbing his hair and pulling him towards me, closing the distance between his tongue and my throbbing clit.

He immediately starts lapping and licking at my pussy, eyes wide open and looking up at me with need. He pulls back to see his spit mixed with my arousal dripping down my folds before coming right back to collect it with his tongue.

“Am I making you feel good, mommy?” He asks between licks, a completely pussy drunk look written across his face.

“So good, baby. Such a good boy, doing exactly as you’re told.” I praise as I begin circling my hips.

Whimpers and whines slip past his lips, his eyes shutting as he relishes in the moment. He flattens his tongue and drags it from the bottom of my entrance to the top of my clit, repeating this motion a few times before resuming his attention back to my sensitive bundle of nerves. He kisses it a few times before taking it between his lips and sucking.

I feel my stomach tightening and my skin feels fuzzy, my high quickly approaching as he continues sucking and licking at my pussy like a starved man. I pull his head back and he looks up with disappointment, his mouth falling open.

“You got mommy so close, Matty, but I need to cum on your cock.” I say as I stand up and help him to his feet.

“P-please, yes, I need to feel you..” he grabs at my breasts, squeezing them and sucking in a sharp breath.

I look around the room and spot a side chair catty cornered across the room, so I grab his hand and lead him that way before grabbing at his shirt. He takes the hint and pulls it over his head, revealing his skin that’s glistening with sweat. He unties the string of his sweatpants and removes them along with his boxers in one go. His dick springs up and splashes precum onto his happy trail.

“You’re so ready aren’t you baby?” I ask as I take a finger and collect the mess from his abdomen, sticking my finger in front of his lips.

I don’t have to say anything, he just takes my finger into his mouth and sucks away the mess he had made while nodding. I push him into the chair and climb onto his lap, my core sitting on top of his rock hard dick. I can feel the warm pulsing against my clit, causing me to grind myself against him in response.

“Fuck mommy, feels so good,” he throws his head back and snakes his hands around to grip my ass.

I smirk and grind down harder, a moan escaping his lips before he buries his head between my tits.

“Mm, such a slut letting me use you like this. And enjoying it too..” I tease, continuing to rub my clit back and forth across him.

His grip on my ass tightens and he bucks up against me, causing me to gasp at the added pressure. I decide I can’t continue teasing him any longer, so I sit up a bit and grab the base of his cock.

“Spit.” I demand, watching as he lets a string of saliva fall from his mouth onto his head.

I lower myself onto him slowly, digging my nails into his shoulders at the feeling of the fullness. I can’t help but moan as I sit fully down, his dick filling me up completely.

I grab his face and make him look into my eyes as I begin pushing myself up and down with my knees, taking him completely in and out of me in a steady rhythm.

He slides his hands to my hips and grips tightly, surely leaving marks. His mouth hangs open in pleasure, gorgeous panting and grunts escaping continuously. My thighs are burning and stiffening but I can’t stop, I love seeing him so needy and breathless underneath my touch.

“S-so close already mommy. Can I cum, please?” He pleads, looking into my eyes with his blown out pupils.

“No, I’m cumming first. You wait until I finish, got it?” I tighten my grip on his face.

“Fuck, I’m trying. I’m trying my best mommy, just feels too good,” he whines as his stomach tightens.

“I don’t care, hold it.” I bounce faster, releasing my grip on his face and gripping the sides of the chair for stability.

He takes my right nipple into his mouth, sucking and moaning as he drools down my chest. I can feel my stomach twisting into knots that are threatening to snap at any moment.

I drop down fully and stay there, grinding back and forth, feeling my clit rubbing against his pelvic bone. His head touches the deepest most sensitive parts of me, and this along with his tongue swirling around my nipple sends me over the edge.

I clench around his cock, rocking my hips as I ride out my high. He whimpers and tenses his body up, trying so hard not to let himself fall over the edge along with me. I take a few seconds to steady my breathing before bouncing gently again.

“Such a good boy for letting me use your cock. Felt so good Matty, so good for me,” I praise and watch him look up at me.

“P-please let me cum, please I can’t hold it anymore,” he begs, sweat dripping down his forehead as he struggles to hold back with everything he has.

“Go ahead baby, let it all out,” I coo, stroking the side of his face.

As soon as the words leave my mouth, he throws his head back and bucks up into me, pumping his load out as a string of curses leave his mouth. His stomach clenches and relaxes over and over, the orgasm taking complete control over his muscles.

He relaxes quickly after and throws his hands behind his head, his body hungry for air.

“Holy fuck, I’m dizzy..” he runs his fingers through his hair and takes a few deep breaths.

“Just breathe baby, it took a lot out of you,” I whisper before placing kisses across his collarbones, his chest rising and falling rapidly.

He stays silent as he slows his breathing, bringing his arms around me and pulling me against him in a sweaty embrace. We stay quiet and still for a few moments like this- naked, sticky bodies pressed against each other but feeling nothing but comfort.

“That’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen, Y/n. Holy shit.” He chuckles, the laughter echoing in his chest and rumbling against my ear.

“I think I liked it a little too,” I joke, looking up at him and giving him a lazy smile.

“I might let you be in charge more often. Maybe.” He emphasizes the last word before adding, “Now let’s get cleaned up before anyone notices we’re missing.”

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bbunivxrse · 4 months

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❥ HATED HIM - SATORU GOJO

pairing: - gojo x f!reader contents: you hate gojo, but even so, youre forced to go on a mission with him, which ends badly. for you, anyway. - no warnings js fluff at the end but a bit ooc?? i think??? word count: 1.9k a/n: hi!! ik im late but happy new years!! i wanted to post earlier but i have no idea what to write :sob: if u have any requests pls send i need ideas

you’ve always hated Satoru Gojo. the day you met him you knew you’d never want to be around him. his persistent grossly inflated ego and cocky attitude always had your gears grinding. the way he seemed to somehow develop a crush on you despite you never saying a single kind or loving word to him is beyond you. he has no shame in trying to flirt with the girl that not only has no interest in him, but also openly hates him. no matter how many people are around he’ll always go out of his way to bother you. everytime you hear him speak you think about how fucking lucky he is to be the strongest, if he wasn’t you would’ve taken care of him and his attitude already.

you weren’t shy to make this opinion known, even straight to his face. all your classmates seemed to understand and even agree, everyone except for gojo of course, who always persisted that he is the ‘best person ever’ and that ‘nobody can hate him’. your friend utahime seemed to really enjoy listening to your long, harsh rants about him, reminding you that your not alone in your detest for gojo.

Today you had what seemed to be a start to a good morning, until you were informed you had a mission to attend to the very next day. that news alone obviously wasn’t enough to ruin your mood, you had missions all the time, it was normal. this mission however was not only a special grade curse, but it was also assigned to just you and gojo.

“man, that sucks..” shoko sighs, patting your shoulder. after explaining and ranting about your situation you felt a bit better, but still didn’t change the fact that you’d be out overnight, possibly for two nights, alone on a mission with gojo. you groan in frustration just at the thought. “don’t you ever think you’re being a bit hard on him, y/n?” his best friend piped up. he just happened to be passing by and eavesdropping on your conversation. “well of course you’d defend him.” you roll your eyes as suguru laughs.

to be completely fair, maybe you were a bit harsh when it came to gojo. but that didn’t matter to you when all he does is put his face in your business 24/7, attempting to flirt while simultaneously pushing your buttons whenever he gets the chance and only laying off when you get annoyed enough to actually scare him away. “i wouldn’t have to hate him so much if he wasn’t so annoying.” you shrug, feeling completely justified in every word you’ve said. suguru nods understandingly as he considers your words. he does know that gojo can most certainly be a handful.

the day of the mission arrives and you’re up early, getting ready and packing your bag to set out on the mission. with your extra time you decide to keep yourself calm by reading a book you’ve had on your to-read list for waaayyy too long. it was nice until you realized gojo was late, then you were back in your grumpy mood waiting on him. “hi y/n!! are you ready for our honeymoon together??” gojo waves enthusiastically, his loud voice was already starting to irritate you, along with him unapologetically showing up an hour after the established meeting time. “you’re late.”

“i had stuff to do.” gojo frowned, but you know all too well he had absolutely nothing to do. the day is gonna be too long to keep arguing with him, so you decide to be the bigger person for once and begin to make your way to your next destination without saying a word to him. “wooow! you’re not even gonna say anything to me?? i’m so hurt!!” gojo whines behind you, already managing to piss you off at the beginning of your mission.

the place you were headed to was a building that was rumored to be haunted. supposedly it had been involved in a lot of accidents in the area. people last being seen near the house before going missing, car accidents in the area, reported “weird activity” inside the house. it was enough to have the curse inside deemed a special grade, which meant the two of you needed to focus on this mission and you know gojo isn’t gonna do that.

after a long ass train ride that felt like it was gonna go on forever because of gojos endless talking, the two of you made it to the house. it was much older than all other houses on the street and was visibly abandoned and overgrown. the immense amount of cursed energy coming from inside was a bit intimidating, even for you, and made you a bit tense, which did not go unnoticed. “you really scared of some little house?” gojo teased, which took you out of your train of thought. “obviously i’m not scared. i’ve dealt with worse.” you lied through your teeth. of course you’re not gonna reveal that you’re actually trembling in your boots.

“that things no match for me! since you’re soooo scared, why don’t you sit this one out and let me take care of it, princess? i'd hate to see your pretty face get hurt,” truth is, gojo can tell just as well as you can that this curse was no joke. he knows you’re powerful and could probably handle something like this on your own but he doesn’t wanna risk it. seeing you get messed up by a curse while he’s there to protect you, he’d never forgive himself! “no thanks.” you reply dryly, walking up to the house and heading inside.

the presence of the curse inhabiting that house was just as, if not even more intense than it was from the outside and honestly unlike anything you’d dealt with at that point, which is probably why it was able to catch you off guard. you hadn’t even been able to get a glimpse of it before it had you on the floor, across the room and unconscious.

waking up, it felt like you had been asleep for decades. at first you were happy to be in your bed, until you realized it wasn’t your bed. your head hurt like hell, it felt like your brain was too big for your skull and wanted to break free. the lights in the room blaring in your eyes didn’t help. you tried to sit up, suddenly feeling waves of pain along your weakened body. when you were able to sit up, the one person you were hoping not to see was looking out the window and had been alerted by the sound of bedsheets shuffling.

“hi y/n!!!” he yells excitedly, getting up and bringing his chair to sit beside you. “i totally saved your ass! that cursed fucked you up bad!” gojo laughs at you. under normal circumstances you wouldn’t be amused by his antics, but especially now it was even more upsetting. for one, you were embarrassed. the man you hate most watched you get absolutely folded by some random ass curse. and on top of that he had to save you and bring you back afterwards. the realization made your blood run cold and you couldn’t even be bothered to look him in the eyes. you hear him lightly sigh in response to your silence.

The switch in his demeanor was sudden when he can visually see on your face how hurt you are, physically and emotionally. “i know your head probably hurts. i got you some advil.” you finally look up at gojo, before looking down at the bedside table to see a little bottle of advil and a glass of water. “the water had ice in it but.. it melted.” as you graciously take the advil and gulp down the water like you hadn’t drank for days, you think about the amount of time that must’ve passed, evident by the pinkish hue of the sky and the bright orange sunlight shining through the window and onto the floor.

after finishing the glass of water and setting it down you sat in silence, your lightly bandaged arms lying in from of you. you decide to appreciate the silence, as normally gojo would be laughing and teasing to no end. and after a catastrophic mission like this? being knocked cold out for hours? you thought you wouldn’t hear the end of it from him, but surprisingly you hadn’t heard a word. “is the advil working?”

“it hasn’t even been 10 minutes.” you hiss at him, instantly missing the peace and quiet. you take a quick look at gojo, noticing the unusual darkness of his bright blue eyes and the way his hair is somehow messier than it usually is. he almost looks like he’s been through war even though you know that isn’t the case. he probably made light work out of that damn curse. “remember what i said..? about not forgiving myself if i couldnt protect you?”

"you did not say that." you actually look up at him but his gaze is focused on the floor in front of him. “i know you hate me and all but.. i really care for you, y’know? you had me kinda worried.” he somewhat laughs to himself but not the same way he usually does.

“sorry.” is all you can whisper out. “thank you for saving me, though.” as much as you want to be nice to him for saving your life, the way his demeanor changes when your gratefulness strokes his ego makes you regret it. “yeah, i know. i’m awesome. don’t i deserve a reward?” gojos eyes light up again, continuously making you regret being kind to him for once. but at the same time, considering his sweeter words to you, you’ll humor him. “what kinda reward?” you roll your eyes playfully. “hmmmm… i think i deserveee….” gojo pretends to think hard, putting his hand to his chin. “a kiss!!” the slight smile on your face instantly melts, which in turn causes gojo to start pouting and whining like a child. “don’t look at me like that! i saved your life and patched you up and all i’m asking for is a kiss!!”

“i don’t want to kiss you.” gojos jaw drops as he genuinely looks shocked by your blatant statement. “what!? how could you not want to kiss me?! you owe me your life!!” all you can do is sigh and cross your arms, which leads gojo to using a different avenue to convince you. “pleeeaseee baby? one kiss won’t hurt…” the look he gave you can only be described as the same one a sad kitten would give you when they want you to give them food. his face almost makes you feel bad for your mean words since he looks like he’ll genuinely cry if you don’t agree to kiss him. “fine. one kiss. hurry up.” gojos face lights up in a way you’ve never seen before, a big smile across his face as he practically lounges onto the bed beside you. he swiftly places a hand around your waist while the other picks up your legs and places them on his lap. “can you slow down! i said one kiss. not whatever this is.”

“it will be one kiss! or maybe two? i don’t care, i’ve been waiting for this!” before you can say a word, he already has his lips on yours. you couldn’t deny that he was a good kisser. suddenly everything and everyone melted away and it was just the two of you, your hands on his chest and his around your waist. you kinda wanted it to stay like this, in a weird twisted way you never thought you’d feel with a man like gojo.

i think this would make the perfect prequel to a cute fic if anyone wants a pt 2!! js lmk!!

#gojo satoru #gojo x reader #gojo x you #gojo x y/n #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen #gojo satoru x reader

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Soft To The Core

König x M!Reader

Last Edited: 03/01/23

TW: death mentioned

AO3 LINK -> HERE

anon: 4 with König and he/him male reader. That is all <- frothing at the mouth but being SO COOL about it (4. accidental touching!!!!)

Word Count: 767

Notes: hey again bestie… i see u. i have our dms about the man n u frothing btw. Also. ik absolutely nothing about guns n stuff so uh. oop ig… also. i made the reader like. kinda techy n speak some russian? i was listening 2 gore by graveyardguy as i wrote this just so u know. Didn’t influence much of the thing but the title is definitely from the song.

You hum as you clean your sniper rifle; the disassembled piece of metal all over your lap. Usually, you would be around a table or even in your own assigned room. However, today they had a mandatory room check. While you didn’t mind it, having all the tables and sitting areas taken out in the cafeteria as well as the shooting range didn’t help. This leads to you sitting underneath a small pine. It’s fairly young, being only large enough to cast enough of a shadow to give you cover from the sun.

While you don’t mind cleaning your gun, making sure your laptop was in better shape or needed to be put back together was more interesting. While you’ve done it a hundred times before, for you, it never got old. You enjoyed taking apart the electronic gadgets and putting them back together. Seeing how they work and even improving them intrigued you more than going out on the field and sending bullets people’s way to splatter their blood everywhere. The missions they assign you in KorTac have been nothing but boring or a pain. You’ve never actually trained for this part or even with the rifle at all. You are more of someone who hacks cameras, reads coding to try and find anything that could give enemies away, and even disarm some bombs via the tech you have on hand during said times.

Now, while it’s not something you prefer doing, you can’t help but enjoy at least one of your members. König, or King as many call him, is your favourite man. Despite his awkward social interactions, he’s never been particularly rude to you. Nor has the giant Austrian ever tried to get on your nerves. He keeps to himself mostly, leading to you having to seek him out if you want company. Sometimes he’s out and about, though he’s either alone or towering over the other soldiers.

Of course, that doesn't mean he’s not deadly. You’ve seen him out on the field. He’s truly a rampaging beast. He picks up enemy soldiers and cracks their backs over his knee. He’ll gun them down or snipe them, giving a laugh or giggle. He’ll yell out in a happy tone “I have some cash!” whenever he gets his hands on even a single coin. He’s wilder and more brutal. And you couldn’t help but notice. However, despite noticing it, you didn’t treat the man any differently.

A large pair of military-issued boots appear in front of your crisscrossed legs. Looking up, you see the man you’ve been thinking of as you cleaned the barrel of your gun. “Ah. König,” You say, giving him a small smile. “Привет! How has my favourite man been?” König’s hands are loosely holding each other, nearly touching his stomach with his chosen position.

“Ah… Ich meine, es lief gut…” He says, looking uncomfortable standing there. You gesture to the ground next to you, letting him know that he can sit beside you. With confirmation now obtained, König lets himself fall into a seated position right next to you. He ends up knocking his knee into your thigh; you wince at the sharp pain but laugh it off.

“I’m so sorry..! I did not mean to hit you. Bitte vergib mir!” The large man starts to apologize immediately, already beating himself up over the accidental touch. You wave him off, trying to make your smile softer to try and reassure the Austrian.

“ нет, нет! Все хорошо, ты в порядке!” Your words seem to calm him down a bit, despite him not exactly understanding your words. “Besides, König, I say you’re sharp as a knife but Soft To The Core.” You’re not sure why, but the words felt right to say.

“Ja? Well… They do say beauty is on the inside, Freund,” He tells you; a nearly inaudible chuckle escapes him. You feel another smile pull at your lips at his words.

“They sure do, мой возлюбленный. They sure do.” You mumble. With some silence between the two of you, it’s easy to hear the shout of one of your captains letting you all know that the mandatory room clearance has been finished. You playfully smack König’s shoulder, clasping it as you stand. “Let’s go back, да?” When he gives you a nod, you shove your gun parts into the duffle bag you brought just for it. “Let’s go then! Maybe we can grab some food once these bozos clear out.” With those last words, you take the lead, König following behind you quietly and with genuine happiness shining in his eyes.

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lady06reaper · 19 days

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Drug Dealer! Kenny x Stoner! reader

This was requested by @mccormickgf ! I hope you enjoy it!

TW! MENTIONS OF WEED AND GETTING HIGH, IF YOU ARE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH THAT SORTA THING PLEASE EVACUATE NOW!

Kenny never thought he’d be in a situation like this, both romantic and work wise. I mean, yea, he does drugs, but he never thought he’d be slinging them for extra cash to be able to take care of Karen. But he really never thought he’d fall in love with one of his regulars either. You knew he wasn’t doing this for fun, he was doing this because he had to have the extra money, and of course you admire him too much to buy from anyone else. Weed was the only drug Kenny would sell, just straight bud and carts, and that was the only drug you would do. Truly a match made in heaven.

You had been buying from Kenny since high school really, you were the only girl who understood and was willing to buy from him instead of using your body as payment. You thought Kenny was attractive, but you would never stoop as low as that, and you had a good paying job so it wasn’t a problem. You and him had planned on meeting at his house when he got off work at the mechanics shop and picked Karen up from the babysitters, (it was really Kyle who said it’d be a good idea to have Ike and Karen play together). You got off work a little bit early so you swung by your house real quick to put comfy clothes on to be able to use the product as soon as you buy it.

You got to Kenny's house just a few minutes after he did, you opened the door and braced for impact expecting a little ball of sunshine to come hurling towards you. But it never happened, you looked around and Karen was nowhere to be found, but Kenny was. He was sitting on the couch sorting out product and counting money. It was like an actual drug den but without the hardcore narcotics. There were beanbags and child friendly tapestries, so it could be Karen's indoor playground but also a safe area to get high.

“Hey there hot stuff! What we looking for today? THC? Delta 9?” Kenny asked, looking up from what he was doing.

FIRST PERSON POV

“Got any indica carts by chance?” I questioned looking down at the table where all the Devils Lettuce products were sprawled out. Kenny nodded and handed me the cart, I pulled out my pen and twisted in the new indica cart. “Thanks Ken.” I turned on the pen and took a small hit to see how it’d affect me.

“It's on the house don’t worry about it,” Kenny shook his hand to emphasize the no money. I didn’t listen so without a word I threw down 60 bucks on the coffee table, it’s actually 40 but he deserves a good tip. He took one look at it and slide it back over to me.

“I said it’s on the house.”

“And I said it’s 40 plus tip,” I slid the money back to him, he slammed his hand on the money to prevent it from going back to him.

“I can’t take your money right now, it’s not that I don’t need it I do, it just feels wrong charging you seeing as how you’re a dear friend of mine.” Kenny looked me in the eyes when he said that. Dear friend of his? What kinda crack is he on? Kenny never spoke like that, and if he did he was high on something. He didn’t look like he was on something, but he’s also an experienced stoner so it takes a lot to even get him close to a high.

“Well then if you need it then take it, if not for you use it for Karen, I’m sure she’d enjoy some new toys or clothes,” I took my hand off the money and leaned back in the La-z-boy I claimed as my spot for when I come over.

“You’re not wrong, I’m sure she would, but I just can’t take it.”

“Kenneth McCormick, if you don’t take this money I’ll just give it to Karen and take her on a candy shopping trip so she’ll be bouncing off the walls as punishment for not taking my money right here right now.”

“Jokes on you, I can just drop her off at Kyles and she’ll be his problem when she's on a sugar buzz,”

“Goddammit Kenny, why don’t you just take my money?”

“Because I love you!” Kenny raised his voice a little, he looked down in between his legs away from me as if he was ashamed. I was taken aback, we’ve known each other since elementary school so it wasn’t a huge shock, but it was to my mind. He wasn’t moving, he was waiting for my response to his confession. I got up, moved his arm away from his face, and sat down gently on his lap. He leaned back on the couch to make more room for us, I took his face in my hands to make him look at me.

“I love you too Kenny, and I truly mean it,” his eyes lit up, they moved down to my lips as if he was asking for permission. Before he could with his voice, I moved in and connected our lips. His lips were kinda cracked, but the chapstick I had on helped to lessen the friction between rough and smooth. We pulled away and smiled at each other, he leaned over on the coffee table to grab his pen and the remote to the TV. Kenny turned on a movie, took a hit of his pen, and leaned his head on my head that was resting on his shoulder. I took a hit of my pen and snuggled more into his shoulder, we both exhaled the smoke we were holding in and watched the movie for the rest of the night as stoner lovers.

#south park x reader #kenny mccormick x reader #kenny mccormick #fanfiction #oneshot

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heyiwrotesomethings · 1 year

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Maddy, i hope you're having a good day, night, and or evening. What about a small angsty Shinobu x reader? I recall an anon talking about a Spy x Family spin on Parenthood. So what if Shinobu and the reader encounter eachother on seperate mission where they need to go against eachother and find out eachothers real jobs? Ofc, in the end they can't actually kill eachother so they're silently patching eachother up with small bits of heated arguing in-between because of how the other lied to them for so long. And ik you like happy endings sooo maybe in the midst of it all they end up falling for eachother for real instead of the fake marriage they have. And maybe at the end their adopted kids are just baffled by how much more flustered they are around eachother come morning.

A Marriage of Convenience

Shinobu Kochou x She/ Her Reader (AU of the Parenthood AU)

A/N: Aaaaah! This took so long! I could have easily started from the mission, but I wanted to establish the family more to make the moment a little more tense and emotional for the readers. Sorry I didn’t completely follow the prompt either, it kinda got away from me. Hope you still like it! Word Count: 5,320

Akiko rubbed her eyes and stumbled out of her bedroom, the smell of breakfast being her guiding light.

“Good morning, sleepy head.” (Y/n) greeted, flipping a fresh pile of mini pancakes onto the plate in front of Akiko.

“Momma, I think I’m sick. I can’t go to school today.”

“Is that so?”

Akiko flinched, angling her sight to the kitchen, she saw Shinobu drying her hands as she made her way over and groaned internally. Usually Shinobu would already be long gone even this early in the morning, but apparently the hospital didn’t need her at the moment.

“Let me see…” Shinobu knelt down beside Akiko’s chair, carefully pressing their foreheads together and after a moment, she hummed thoughtfully.

“Your temperature seems normal. What are your symptoms?”

“Nevermind, Kaasan.” Akiko sighed in defeat, stuffing a pancake into her mouth. When it came to feigning sickness, it was useless to go against such a well disciplined doctor as Shinobu.

“Akiko,” (Y/n) crossed her arms, “you should never be dishonest about your health. If the time comes that you are really sick, no one will believe you until you’ve thrown-up all over the floor.”

“Sorry.” The fourth grader sighed, then took a big gulp of orange juice.

“School is important, Aki-chan,” Shinobu reminded, “and if you don’t go, your school work will only grow. Your friends will start to miss you too. Isn’t that right, dear?” Shinobu titled her head to look to (Y/n) for confirmation.

“Exactly.”

A fussy grunt from down the hall put an end to the light lecture and (Y/n) left to retrieve Shin from his crib. Shinobu tickled Akiko briefly to coax a smile from the girl before taking her seat at the table and began filling her plate.

Finally, Akiko perked up in earnest, listening in to her adoptive mother’s internal dialogue of her plans for the day. That was a billion times more interesting than anything she could learn at school, because Shinobu wasn’t only a doctor, she was also an assassin.

Those paths certainly seemed like a conflict of interests, but Shinobu only killed the really, really bad people, honestly! After her parents and sister were murdered, Shinobu had nearly nothing to her name. She got into assassin work very young and made enough money to get through medical school.

‘The mission I must prepare for tonight will not be an easy one,’ Akiko heard Shinobu think, ‘that hideout was heavily guarded when I did my reconnaissance, so I know the target must be there, but the question persists, where will he reside in such a large building? The longer it takes to locate him, the more likely it is that I am spotted. I really don’t want to kill more people than necessary…’

So exciting! Akiko pouted when Shinobu became distracted by (Y/n) and Shin’s return, ceasing her internal dialogue.

Shinobu took Shin from (Y/n) and sat the near one-year-old on her lap and offered him a bit of pancake which he happily slobbered on.

“Coffee?” (Y/n) offered Shinobu.

“Yes, please.”

Akiko swiveled in her chair, tuning in on the other woman as she walked back into the kitchen nook to start the coffee machine.

‘Infiltration for this upcoming mission will be one of my toughest yet, but the intelligence hidden there will be crucial in preventing this war. Failure is not an option.’

Awesome! (Y/n) had a mission sometime soon as well! Akiko could hardly wait to hear more! The woman who had adopted her five years ago was a psychiatrist by day and an international spy by night, though there were many occasions where that work bled into the daylight hours as well.

Akiko couldn’t ask for a more exciting duo, but how did she know of her adoptive parents’ double lives anyway? It didn’t matter how good at subterfuge (Y/n) and Shinobu were, they couldn’t compete with a girl who could read minds!

Akiko knew from the moment (Y/n) stepped into the orphanage that she was looking for a child to pose as her daughter and Akiko wasted no time in putting her best foot forward to show that she could fill that spot.

Shinobu came a little later. (Y/n) needed to find a partner, a civilian partner, since no other agents were available apparently.

In her excitement to get home one day, Akiko had accidentally ran into Shinobu at the park when they were on their way back from the grocery store. Food packages scattered across the ground when (Y/n) saved Shinobu from toppling over into the pond beside the path.

“Akiko!” (Y/n) had scolded her, helping Shinobu find her equilibrium and then bowing deeply, “I am so sorry, miss.”

Shinobu had chuckled, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear, “No harm done. Here, allow me to help,” she crouched down and began helping (Y/n) refill her toppled grocery bag.

“You really don’t have to.”

“It’s no trouble.” She insisted, “Looks like Someone is excited to have a yummy dinner, is that right?” She beamed at Akiko.

Akiko had openly marveled at the woman. She was nice, she was pretty, a great choice of partner for her momma!

“Mhm!” Akiko nodded vigorously, “Come have dinner with us!“

“Akiko,” (Y/n) began to object, but Akiko was faster.

“My momma says that if you do a wrong, you gotta try to fix it. We can make a dinner as a sorry, right?”

“Hmm,” Shinobu pondered playfully, watching (Y/n) subtly squirm, “That sounds like a very sweet apology, but I think you should have a nice family dinner with your parents instead, alright?”

“It’s only me and momma. Momma’s been looking for a boyfriend or girlfriend but she’s bad at it.” Akiko bluntly replied, making Shinobu stifle a laugh as (Y/n) flustered and sputtered.

Akiko blinked, tuning into the woman’s thoughts as they suddenly grew in volume.

‘Perhaps this could work… it’s much too soon to presume, but she’s as good a candidate as any to keep my cover. The fact that she’s a single mother makes her that much more unassuming. If I don’t want to be discovered as an assassin, I ought to take advantage of this offering to get my foot in the door if I can.’

Nice, pretty, and an assassin?! Akiko could hardly believe her luck! This could be an opportunity to really bring her favorite spy show to life!

“Truthfully, I was going to be lazy and pick up take out for tonight. So I wouldn’t be opposed to a nice home cooked meal,” she turned her eyes onto (Y/n), laying on the charm, “but only if it is alright with your mother of course.”

‘Well, this is what you asked for, Agent. Don’t look a gift horse in the mouth, it wouldn’t be a bad idea to at least try. It’s only dinner after all.’ Akiko heard (Y/n) ponder before she spoke aloud,

“I don’t really mind. We would be happy to have you…”

Shinobu rose to her full height once she placed the last item back in the paper bag, then held out her hand, “Dr. Shinobu Kochou, pediatrics.”

“Oh,” (Y/n) chuckled, taking Shinobu’s offered hand and standing up, “Dr. (Y/n) (L/n), psychiatrics.”

“Really? You must work at the hospital across town. I think I would definitely remember seeing you around.”

“You got me,” (Y/n) chuckled, feeling her face warm. Was this woman earnestly flirting with her already, or was she just being playful?

“Well, rival hospital resident, we should talk more about this over dinner preparations. I’m excited to learn more about you, and you as well Akiko-chan.”

Akiko perked up, eyes shining with excitement. She snatched (Y/n) and Shinobu’s hands and began dragging them to the apartment despite (Y/n)’s insistence on slowing down. This was going to be amazing!

Listening to the spy and assassin’s inner monologues over the next several weeks as they tried to entice the other into courtship for the sake of their covers was both entertaining and headache inducing for the young mind-reader to listen in on.

As self-serving as their reasons may have been at the start, they never had the intention of hurting the other and made a genuine effort to be the best partner they could be despite their dueling deceptions. The more they got to know each other, the less of a job it was and the more honest the attraction became.

But despite actually growing an attachment to each other and developing an enjoyment of each other’s company, and dare it be said, falling in love, they couldn’t be more relieved for their demanding day jobs and their constantly fluctuating schedules because they left plenty of room to take care of their missions without any suspicion. Still, there was a concern that this dangerous secret they both kept would come to light one day, but being as skilled as they were, that would never happen… right?

Anyhow, the domesticity that the found family of three had wrapped themselves in over the next four-and-a-half years had lulled them into comfortable routine, making it Akiko’s abrupt demand all the more astonishing.

“I want a baby brother!”

“Huh?” (Y/n) blinked.

“Come again?” Shinobu cupped her ear, as if Akiko hadn’t been abundantly clear.

“You promised that if all of my grades were above a ‘C’, that you would get me whatever I wanted. I even earned my fourth Stella!” Akiko reminded, pointing an accusing finger at (Y/n), “I want a baby brother!”

“Sweetheart, please, be reasonable. You know that’s not what I meant when I said I’d get you something—“

“You didn’t say ‘something’, you said ‘anything’ and the ‘anything’ I want, is a baby brother!”

“Babies don’t just fall out of the sky, Akiko.”

“Sure picked me up easily enough…” the little girl grumped, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Your momma and I are too busy working to take care of a baby.” Shinobu chimed in, placing a steaming cup of hot cocoa with extra whipped cream on top in front of Akiko in an attempt to distract her.

Akiko took a moment to lap at the whipped cream like a cat, but she was not deterred from her mission in the slightest.

“If I don’t get a baby brother, I’ll stop going to school! Even if you make me go, I won’t do any work and fail all of my tests. The Tonitrus Bolts look cooler anyway!”

“Akiko!” (Y/n) and Shinobu gasped as one.

They couldn’t believe she would stoop to such a low. Worse than that, they knew she wasn’t bluffing either. It was then silent for a long moment before Shinobu asked.

“Will you let us discuss your demands first before you go on strike?”

“Shinobu—“

“Okay Kaasan. You have twenty-four hours.” Akiko said in her best spy show antagonist voice. She scooted off of her chair and carefully took her hot cocoa into the living room to then watch said spy show.

“Shinobu, if we give her all day and night to think this is really a possibility, she is going to follow through on that threat for sure. Unless this a planning session for what an eight-year-old would want more than a sibling?” (Y/n) spoke in a hushed tone.

“I was actually thinking that maybe we could consider the possibility.”

“You said it yourself, we don’t have the time to take care of two children. Why are you taking the time to consider at all?”

Shinobu smiled tenderly at (Y/n). She slid her hands across the table to lay atop her wife’s.

“Having you and Akiko crash into me nearly half a decade ago, was the best thing to have ever happened to me. I’ve never felt more complete, however, the possibility of extending this happiness to another child in need could only add to the happiness I feel. But, if another child is not something you want, then I will stand with you against the tyranny of the one we already have.” Shinobu teased.

(Y/n)’s heart rate had picked up an extra beat or two upon hearing Shinobu’s heartfelt words. It made her feel warm, a little dizzy even. Love was wild. She would protect this family and the peace of this world with her life!

“I think I feel the same. It just feels so sudden.”

“It’ll take months before we have everything set up, and we will have each other every step of the way.”

“Yeah, you’re right,” (Y/n) turned her hands palm up beneath Shinobu’s, “Let’s give it our all.”

“Is it happening?” Akiko asked, suddenly appearing around the corner on hands and knees.

(Y/n) exhaled, shaking her head at her daughter’s antics before smiling, “We’re certainly going to try.”

“Yes!”

Six months later they brought the sweetest infant boy home and that was how the family got where they are today.

“Finish up, the bus will be here soon.” (Y/n) said, checking the time.

“M’kay,” Akiko groaned.

She got up from the table to put in her coat and get her backpack, momentarily distracted by Shin’s gurgling as Shinobu bounced him on her lap.

An image came to mind, a big building filled with boxes and scary looking people. Slinking around a dark corner was Shinobu, a long, poison laced needle in each hand. A quiet click was heard just beyond the corner and Shinobu braced herself. Pivoting quickly on her heel, she spun around the corner, needle clutched tightly in her outstretched fist. A silenced pistol reflexively took aim at Shinobu’s head and just beyond, holding the weapon… was (Y/n).

A flicker of surprise passed between them, then hurt, then impassive stone. They braced themselves further as if preparing to lunge and shoot respectively—

“Akiko, shoes on honey. Come on, let’s go.” (Y/n)’s voice shook Akiko free from the vision.

“Oh dear, where did this sudden bee in your bonnet come from, hm?” Shinobu asked the fussy baby in her lap.

Shin wailed as Shinobu cooed, attempting to soothe him. Akiko’s tummy did a flip when her brother’s watery eyes connected with hers. He wasn’t old enough to talk, nor really understand speech, but what he did have, Akiko discovered, was an ability to peek into the future if the visions he would send her were anything to go by.

But usually the visions were inconsequential. Such as what would be for dinner, getting caught in the rain and the like. Sometimes, Akiko found she could change the outcome of a vision depending on her actions, but the vision she had just seen… how could she stop that from becoming reality?

Her parents were going to unintentionally expose their true identities to each other in a hostile environment! What was going to happen? How could she stop it?

“Earth to Akiko,” (Y/n) sang, “go hug your brother and Kaasan, we gotta go.”

“Bye sweetie, I’m working super late tonight so I probably won’t see you until tomorrow.” Shinobu explained, leaning down to kiss the overwhelmed girl’s forehead before giving her wife the same treatment. “Have a good day.”

“You too. I should be back before four, but if you need me back earlier, call me.” (Y/n) reminded her, giving her and Shin a couple chaste kisses in return.

She then took Akiko’s hand, guiding her out the front door, out of the apartment complex, and into the bus that had just pulled up to the curb.

“Have a good day at school, Akiko.”

“Momma, wait!”

“I’m going to be late, whatever it is, I promise you can tell me all about it after school. Have fun, make good choices!” (Y/n) yelled from the curb, waving and blowing her daughter another kiss as the bus slowly began to pull away.

Akiko did her best to keep herself calm as the bus pulled up to the school. The future could be changed… (Y/n) was going to be home tonight. That meant she and Shinobu probably weren’t going to run into each other right away. She had time. Yeah, that’s right. Akiko took a few calming breaths like Shinobu had taught her and made herself relax. She would try to get another vision out of Shin when she got home and get everything sorted out. Everything was going to be okay.

Except when she got back home after school, instead of (Y/n) waiting for her at the curb, it was Mitsuri, informant turned babysitter standing at the curb with Shin tucked in her arms. Normally, Akiko would be ecstatic to see the bubbly and endlessly fun woman, but if she was here, that meant that (Y/n) had a mission to complete tonight after all!

“Hi Akiko! Did you have a good day at school?” Mitsuri happily chirped.

“Where is momma?”

“She’s having an emergency meeting with a patient. She won’t be back until later tonight. What should I make us for dinner? Do you need help with your homework?” Mitsuri asked.

She numbly followed Mitsuri back into the apartment. She wished that was really what (Y/n) was off doing, but she knew better and Mitsuri’s thoughts were loud. (Y/n) was already on a mission and Akiko had no way to contact her. She could only hope that she wouldn’t run into Shinobu along the way.

Akiko hadn’t realized how the exciting secrets her parents held could jeopardize their family. She should have just revealed everything from the start… then maybe… no. (Y/n) and Shinobu honestly loved each other to bits. They could get through this. Shin’s visions of the future were subject to change and Akiko hadn’t even gotten to see all of the last one. She would hold out hope that everything was going to work out.

Or maybe she could give Mitsuri the slip tonight. If the mission Shinobu had been preparing for was tonight, Akiko had an idea of where she had to go.

***

(Y/n) ripped the mask from her face, throwing the torn material into the storage closet along with the two guards she had deceived. Her infiltration had been successful thus far. Now all she needed was to take pictures of all the documents and maps spread around the room that had been guarded moments before. The group of domestic terrorists were making plans to insight war, but with this information now in (Y/n)’s hands, they would instead find themselves locked up in prison for a very long time.

All information secure, she ducked back out of the room, all she had to do now was go home and hand off the photos to Mitsuri. Maybe Akiko would still be awake. She did seem a little distraught before school and (Y/n) was going to check on her before her mission had been moved up.

She froze against the wall when she heard soft footsteps steadily coming closer. She silently cursed, readying her pistol should worse come to worse. When she couldn’t hear anything after a tense minute, she almost put down her gun, but a sharp moment from around the corner brought her defenses right back up. She found herself pointing her gun in the face of the last person she would have expected to see in a place like this, her wife.

She saw Shinobu’s lips part briefly in surprise, but she kept her deadly stance, a long needle like blade aimed centimeters away from the spy’s throat. (Y/n) kept her gun trained on Shinobu because of that, as much as it pained her to do so.

“Can’t say I expected to find you here, dear.” Shinobu spoke lowly, tightening her grip. The numbness of her tone when uttering that pet name made (Y/n)’s heart sink.

“I could say the same about you. I guess we were both hiding secrets from each other. Though I never would have believed you could be so in the wrong.”

“I’m in the wrong?” Shinobu chuckled humorlessly. “How could you be so blind? How could I have been? Falling in love with someone like you is the biggest mistake of my life.”

“Maybe so.” (Y/n) swallowed, stamping her emotions down the more they tried to bubble over. She was on a mission, she couldn’t afford to be emotional, but all she could think about was how she would have to tear apart her family for the good of humanity.

Shinobu could see the turmoil (Y/n) was going through, she could feel it swirling within her as well. She could have killed (Y/n) six different ways by now, but the fact that she hadn’t was all she needed to know that she couldn’t do it at all.

“Just stay out of my way. I’ve already done away with your boss, it’s over.” Shinobu didn’t know where they would go from here, but she’d rather not stick around and wait for her deed to be discovered by any other followers.

“My boss… wait, my boss?” (Y/n) squinted, “Are you talking about—“

“Yes, the leader of these blood-thirsty, warmongering, disgusting people who want nothing more than to destroy families for money.” Shinobu spat vehemently, pointedly.

(Y/n)’s shoulders relaxed, a rush of relief filled her chest along with the breath of air she inhaled. Shinobu regarded the change finding it both strange and infuriating. Then (Y/n) dropped her gun, adding confusion to Shinobu’s list of dueling emotions.

“Shinobu, my beloved, never in my life would I have believed that I’d be so happy to hear you tell me you killed someone.”

“What are you saying?” Shinobu huffed, still on guard.

“I’m an international spy. My mission here was to document and sabotage the plans of this organization to prevent war.”

If anyone else had told her this, Shinobu would have just chalked it up to the poor soul trying to save their skin, but with (Y/n) she couldn’t help but to believe her full-heartedly. She lowered her weapons, sliding them back into their sheaths.

“Good,” she nodded, “good. If you had actually been a part of this, I would have killed you, found a way to bring you back, and then kill you again.”

“And you’d have been in the right for that.” (Y/n) said softly, and when Shinobu tackled her in a bruising hug, she returned the pressure with matching intensity. There was a lot to discuss, but now was not the time nor the place.

“Let’s get the hell out of here.” (Y/n) exhaled audibly.

“Do you have all the evidence you need?” Shinobu asked.

(Y/n) smiled and nodded, patting the disposable camera in her jacket pocket. She then picked up her gun, as soon as it touched her gloved hand, an alarm began to sound and a voice came over the speakers.

“The boss is dead! There are intruders in the building! I repeat, intruders in the building!”

“Damn it, we have to get out of here now!” (Y/n) hissed.

“There is a passage underneath some floorboards in a room not too far from her that leads to the forest. We can escape—“

“AHHH! Momma, Kaasan! I found youuuu! Save meeee!”

Could there possibly be any more surprises tonight? The women swiveled, finding their daughter dressed in black from head to— to her pink shoes, running as fast as her little legs could carry her away from the men running after her.

“Akiko?!”

“I’ve got her.” Shinobu’s eyes darkened, needles in her hands once more.

Her speed surprised (Y/n), but she wasn’t about to be left behind. She helped Shinobu dispatch the thugs quickly before taking Akiko into her arms.

“Are you okay?! Why?! How?!” (Y/n) couldn’t believe Akiko was really there.

“Did you leave the kids at home alone? How often do you do that?” Shinobu yelled, smacking her wife on the back several times

“Of course not! Mitsuri was supposed to be watching them!” (Y/n) defended.

The sirens renewed their intensity and thick metal began slowly closing off the doors and it became clear that this would also be a discussion best had later. They quickly headed to the passage, taking out a few more guards along the way. They burst through the trapdoor and ran out into the open air, tumbling into the car Shinobu had left hidden near the forest edge. It hadn’t been easy, but they lost them and got home relatively unscathed.

“Oh my god, what happened?” Mitsuri gawked when she opened the door to let them in. “Akiko? When did you get out of bed? I just checked on you.”

“That’s my pillow under the covers, Ms. Mitsu.” The fourth grader yawned, snuggling into her mother’s neck. Mitsuri immediately began to sweat.

“Eh?! (Y/n), Shinobu, I am so so so so sorry!”

“Don’t be mad, please momma? It’s not Ms. Mitsu’s fault.”

“I’m too tired to be mad,” (Y/n) sighed, digging in her pocket, she took out the camera and handed it to Mitsuri, “be sure this gets back to HQ for me please.”

“A-ah, HQ? You mean the hospital? You must be tired! Ha ha…” she laughed nervously.

“Shinobu and Akiko know everything now. There is no need to try to hide anything anymore.” (Y/n) said, sitting down on the couch with a loud groan.

“Oh, well, that’s good then! You know I’m not very good at the whole deception thing. It makes my stomach hurt. Wait, what were you doing there in the first place, Shinobu?”

“Typical assassin work.” Shinobu shrugged.

“Oh.” Mitsuri paled. “And just to be clear, you aren’t mad at me either… right?”

“You have nothing to worry about Mitsuri. You can sleep peacefully tonight.” Shinobu smiled, shaking her head.

“I’m glad to hear that. Anyway, you all look like you’ve got a lot to talk about… I’ll get out of your hair and take this information to HQ. And um, sorry again for losing your kid. I’m going to be beating myself up about that for quite some time.”

“I’m sorry Ms. Mitsu.”

“If I’m ever allowed to watch you again, I’m going to start handcuffing your wrist to mine until your parents come back.” Mitsuri pouted. She couldn’t keep up the expression long however, and still gave Akiko a bone-crushing before taking her leave.

Shinobu took Akiko’s hand and led her to the couch, sitting her between herself and (Y/n). As tired as they all were, they really did have much to discuss.

“Akiko, how did you know where to find us, how did you get there?” She asked.

Akiko looked down at her feet. Well, the biggest secrets her parents had were now out in the open. It was only fair she shared hers. She just hoped it wouldn’t change anything. She took a deep breath,

“I can read minds and Shin can see the future. I snuck out and took the bus as far as I could go and then walked the rest of the way.”

(Y/n) and Shinobu shared a concerned look and then Shinobu placed the back of her hand over Akiko’s forehead.

“Were you really ill this morning, honey?” She cooed. Akiko sharply shook her head.

“I’m telling the truth! I’ve known momma was a spy since I first met her, I knew you were an assassin too! When we all first met, you both wanted to make a good impression so you could use each other as a cover to look more normal like in my spy show.”

The women tensed, looking to each other worriedly.

“You know I really love you, right?” (Y/n) told her, wringing her hands in her lap, “I was looking for someone to help make Akiko and I look more natural and approachable, but it quickly became about more than that with you.”

“It is the same for me,” Shinobu quickly agreed, “and what I had told you before at the hideout has been eating me up. Even if it was born from a misunderstanding, it is important to me that you know that falling in love with you was not a mistake at all. It was the best thing that ever happened to me.”

“Anyway,” Akiko coughed, finding their overly lovesick expressions to be a bit much, but what child wouldn’t think the same, “Shin had a vision about the future, I saw it too because I read his mind. In the vision, I saw you bump into each other while you both were working and it looked really scary like you’d hurt each other and so I decided I needed to find a way to stop that from happening.”

“How long have you been able to do this?” (Y/n) asked.

“Probably since I was born I think. I can’t remember ever not being able to…” Akiko kicked her feet nervously, “Do you still love me even though I’m weird?”

(Y/n) and Shinobu were quick to reassure her, hugging her body tight between them. Of course they still loved her, that fact would never change.

“Nothing could ever make us love you any less, don’t ever doubt that.” (Y/n) kissed the top of her head.

“So I’m not in trouble?”

“Oh, but you are in trouble, my sweet girl.” She tutted, making Akiko gulp.

“You did give Mitsuri the slip and go to a dangerous place you had no right to be.” Shinobu reminded.

“There will be extra chores for the next two weeks.” (Y/n) dictated, making Akiko groan. “Now I think it’s about time we get you back to bed.”

(Y/n) hoisted Akiko into her arms like she was still as small as she was when she was five. Shinobu followed close behind as they walked to her bedroom and together they tucked her in, marveling at how quickly sleep came to Akiko. She must’ve been more exhausted than she had let on.

They checked on Shin next. The baby boy laid flat on his back in peaceful slumber, seemingly unaware of the chaos of the night, though he probably saw plenty. How had they ended up with two super-powered children?

As they exited his room, Shinobu placed her hand on (Y/n)’s arm, getting her to turn to face her.

“Let me get the first aid kit from the bathroom, you’ve got a few scrapes and bruises I’d like to take care of. Wait for me in the bedroom.”

(Y/n) easily agreed, as long as Shinobu promised to allow herself to be given the same treatment.

They say cross-legged in front of each other on the bed and took turns working on each other, scanning the other for anything they might have missed. It felt like it was the most intimate thing they had ever done. If they had ever gotten hurt on a mission before, they had always patched themselves up and hid it or blamed it on some mundane accident, but something about being completely bare and honest about how these injuries, great or small appeared, felt like nothing they had experienced before. There was nothing to hide anymore.

It was almost like they were starting their relationship anew. Both seemed nervous and awkward while tending to the other, but there was no lack of the love that was always there. When the final benign bruise was tenderly soothed over with ointment, the moved up to the head of the bed and got under the covers.

They were quiet for some time, absently playing with each other’s fingers until questions began to timidly surface, steadily growing in confidence and comfort as they shared their lives in full with each other. Stories they never thought they’d be able to share with anyone coming to light. They laughed and cried and held each other. As exhausted as they were, they talked into the early hours of the morning. When they finally did drift off in each other’s embrace, they felt strangely weightless as if they could actually be dreaming among the clouds.

Tomorrow would be a new chapter for the family, but it was certainly going in a direction for the better. Should anyone try to trifle with that family, they would find themselves in a world of hurt.

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https://www.tumblr.com/mlwriting5/712087716240801792/warren-and-camila-speaking-spanish-to-each-other

OMG WAIT-

OKOK concept!

(This kinda goes with your warren with bassist!reader story!!)

The reader learning spanish from cami or warren's mother or grandmother and recites her vows for him IN SPANISH !!!! 💗💗

(That story made me soft ~ and I cant get it out of my head 💗💗)

The Language of Love

pairing: warren rhodes/rojas x fem! reader

a/n: hi anon! i hope i ended up doing ur request justice cause it has potentially been one of my favorite things i have ever written. i may be biased cause i got to practice my spanish lol. also if anyone is a native spanish speaker ik that my grammar is like potentially off cause i haven't written much in spanish since i moved to the uk. hope you enjoy :) oh! and random fact but i actually have the vows written in the way they are described in my planning book cause i wanted to make sure i had an accurate enough translation (fuck google translate) 💗

tw: kissing, swearing, christian weddings (??), potentially butchered spanish grammar, mentions of sex

description: wedding vows are some of the most important parts of the wedding ceremony. they represent love, devotion and companionship.

Y/N (bassist for Daisy Jones & The Six): I always knew I wanted to be a bassist. It became ingrained in my soul when I was 13. That meant that most of the time I should have spent studying was instead used for learning and practicing bass lines. And as you can see it paid off. But that also meant I didn’t listen in Spanish class, so when I desperately needed to know it I didn’t have any idea what I was doing.

Your groaning could probably be heard across the country. You were sitting under one of the many trees that littered Cami and Billy’s backyard. An Oxford English to Spanish dictionary laid open on your lap as you fruitlessly tried to find the correct word for what you were looking for.

Who knew that the Spanish language held so many different versions for every single word? You set down the notepad defeated. On one side laid written in neat handwriting the vows you had been planning for the wedding in English. On the other side was an amalgamation of Spanish words that you weren’t even sure made sense when you linked them together.

Why the hell were there so many conjunctions?

“Hey sweetheart. How is it going?” Cami asked as she set down a jug of iced tea. Julia was playing with soil on one side of the garden and was basically engulfed in her own little world.

Today was one of the ‘writing days’ as the rest of the band had dubbed them because Daisy and Billy basically disappeared to do god knows what and somehow came back with another masterpiece of a song. So that left the rest of the band with nothing to do.

You had come to see Cami because she was the only other person that you knew well enough that spoke Spanish and could trust with something as delicate as this.

“Shitty. What do you expect?”

“Hey! Auntie Y/N said a bad word.” Jules said as she looked up from her playing, making you burst out laughing at her overly serious expression.

“Sorry honey.” You said between slightly frustrated laughter.

“Here let me see what you have so far.” You passed over your mangled notebook to Cami and watched with growing anxiety as her eyebrows were pulled further and further together before she let out a small laugh.

“Hey! Stop laughing, this isn’t funny.”

“It’s a little funny.”

“Oh god. I’m going to fu- screw this up so badly aren’t I?”

“No. I’m not letting that happen. Let’s start fresh okay?”

“Sounds like a plan.”

Over the course of the afternoon, you basically ended up butchering one of the most beautiful languages multiple times. Even Julia, a toddler, was basically cringing away at your horrendous pronunciation.

“Okay let’s try this part again. Pu-”

“Pu-”

“Die-”

“Rrra.”

“All together now. Puudierra.”

“Pudeta.”

“Oh god.”

“I’m hopeless.”

“Ok maybe you’re a little hopeless.”

“CAMI!” You let out an outraged yell and then threw one of the outdoor pillows in her face, which only made her laugh even louder.

Over the next month, you basically had a daily session with Cami. Trying to nail down the perfect rolled r’s and getting the pronunciation perfect. Sometimes you did it on the phone and sometimes you were able to go down to their house. Warren was actively getting suspicious as to why you kept disappearing.

Warren: I honestly thought she was cheating or something. Which basically broke my heart in two but then I decided to be a mature adult about it.

Y/N: He asked me about it, yeah. And I'm incredibly shitty at keeping secrets so I basically just said it was a surprise for the wedding. I to this day think he thought it was probably a sex thing.

Warren: Definitely thought it was a sex thing but… I think what I ended up getting was arguably much better.

You clutched onto your father’s arm like it was a lifeboat. Quickly reciting all the lines in your head as you took a deep, steadying breath. Then you were suddenly standing in front of Warren, the big sap, cause you could definitely see some tears in his eyes. That instantly made you feel better as you listened to the priest recite all of the usual wedding prayers.

Warren’s suit-covered arm under your fingertips was definitely easing the tension that had been building during the last few revision lessons with Cami. You had decided to forgo a huge wedding and so all of your close friends (the band mostly) and relatives were all sitting on chairs on the houseboat.

Then it was time for the vows. Somehow you were saved because Warren decided to go first.

“Y/N L/N. You are the love of my life and my entire world. These years that I have spent with you have been the best of my life and I can’t wait to see what the future holds for us. You hold some much love and talent that I can’t believe I have been lucky enough to call my girlfriend, my fiance and now my wife. I knew I wanted to marry you the second that I saw you. I love you, mi corazón (my heart). Thank you for agreeing to come along for the ride.”

You took a deep breath in and tried to will away the tears of pure happiness in your eyes. Warren sent you a lovesick smile that you returned wholeheartedly.

“Warren Rojas. Tu eres el amor de mi vida. Y ojalá no voy a arruinar tu hermosa lengua, pero quería hacer algo para ti en este día tan importante. Tu eres mi fuego. Tu eres mi alma. No puedo imaginar una vida sin ti. Creo que yo no pudiera vivir si tu hubieras a desaparecer ahorita. Una vez tu me dijiste que todos somos estrellas. Nuestras almas se convierten en esas luces en el cielo después de nuestras muertes. Lo encuentro loco que yo te encuentre en este océano de estrellas. Tu eres mi estrella brillante. Mi amor por ti es tan grande que todas las estrellas en el cielo ni siquiera se pueden comparar. Estoy tan feliz por casarme contigo. No puedo esperar para todas las aventuras del futuro y para que finalmente te pueda llamar mi marido.”

(Warren Rojas. You are the love of my life. And I’m hoping that I don’t mess up your beautiful language, but I wanted to do something for you on this important day. You are my fire. You are my soul. I can’t imagine a life without you. I think that I would not be able to live if you were to disappear right now. One time you told me that we are all stars. That our souls are converted into the lights in the sky after our deaths. I find it crazy that I was able to find you in this ocean of stars. You are my brightest star. My love for you is so large that all of the stars in the sky couldn’t even compare. I am so happy to be able to marry you. I can’t wait for all our future adventures and being able to finally call you my husband.)

Warren looked at you with tears in his eyes and with the greatest smile on his face that you almost didn’t notice when the priest said you were allowed to kiss. You were sure you had messed up a large amount of the words and the pronunciation but it was all worth it to see that look in his eyes when he finally kissed you.

A kiss to seal your future together.

i missed writing for warren so hopefully will be writing much more for him

oh! and if you understood the minor reference to that oscar isaac and pedro pascal interview in the title i officially adore you.

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Autumn leaves 🍂

Woonhak x fem!reader genre: fluff, angst word count: 2.39k admin: 🧃

note: Hii okie ik this is pretty long but bare with me, I haven’t written something in a while and this is my first official ff also feel free to leave any feedback. I do know the angst is a lot, had to make it sad you know. Either way I hope you enjoyed it and thank you for reading. 🤍🧸

Summer was coming to an end, the chilly breeze and colourful leaves falling had already indicated autumn slowly weaving its way. For others it may seem like an ordinary day and nothing special, but autumn was my favourite season. The not so cold and not so hot weather, the colourful leaves falling from trees, this was the time to relish in the colours, wear cozy sweaters and sit by cozy fires, roasting marshmallows while singing your favourite songs, the time for the closeness of others to keep out of the chill of the morning and the dark-eyed darkness of the night.

This time everything would be different, autumn wouldn’t be the same as it had been all the past years for me. The person whom I had shared the beautiful memories of enjoying this season wasn’t going to be with me.

Every autumn my family and I, would go to our cottage on the far side of town for 3 weeks during fall break. I had made many friends and we would have so much fun together. Sometimes I would visit them during spring break too. Till 3 years ago, I had met my best friend woonhak. Me and my friends had visited a new coffee shop opened near us, and that was when I had spotted a cute barista, who later on became my friend and then best friend. Woonhak had always kept in touch with me even when I came back to my hometown. But till last autumn, when he had suddenly started to change and become more colder, and just different. I wasn’t sure what had happened but he wasn’t the same Woonhak who I was bestfriends with. From hours of facetime calls to not a single text message, me and him had completely drifted.

Time sure does fly fast, its fall break of my junior year and me and family are on our way to our cottage. I had texted all my friends, most of them are reaching today and we are excited to finally see each other again. I was wearing my favourite knitted brown sweater that I got gifted on my 14th birthday by woonhak with grey sweatpants and my busted converse. It made me a little upset thinking about how I won’t be able to hangout with him like I used too this break.

Lost in my thoughts, while listening to music and looking outside the window admiring the red and orange leaves scattered across the roads and in the air, the chilly breeze hits my face like ice, sending chills down my spine. We were about to reach the cottage. I could smell the faint scent of firewood and home baked sweets in the air. It felt like I was finally home. When we finally arrived, I ran out the car and straight to the lake down the street. I could hear my parents yelling from behind, telling me to come help with the bags, but I had to go to the lake. Just like I had assumed my friends were already there. Taesan and eunchae were the first to arrive and they came to the lake first. I had missed them so much I ran up to them and hugged them tightly. After a bit we saw jaehyun, sungho, nat and woonhak, coming down the hill. What was he doing here? I forgot for a second that just because he’s not close with me anymore doesn’t mean he’s not close with the others after all he was jaehyuns bestfriend. They all came and we started hugging eachother, it had been a year since we last saw eachother. Woonhak was still distant with me. Besides a mere exchange of hi we said nothing to eachother, I could tell the others had sensed the awkward tension between us.

After chatting for a bit and catching up with eachother we all decided to call it a day and head back home. Everyone lived near the village, besides me and woonhak cause he lived a little further down the street from me. I was walking behind him. I so badly wanted to go up and talk with him but I didn’t know how. I feared he would just ignore me and not say anything back but I couldn’t stand the silence anymore. So I got a little closer and started walking near him, he didn’t even move a bit to look at me, like I’m not there. “Hi”, I said hoping he would notice me and talk, I was surprised when he said “Hi” back but in a cold tone. “It’s been a while since we have talked” I said nervously looking at him. He just nodded back in silence this time moving his head towards me for a mere second of eye contact before he looked back ahead. I wish it could’ve lasted longer, I haven’t seen him in so long or talked to him. I missed him.

It was starting to really irritate me and making me upset, I hate to admit it but I did have feelings for woonhak and before I could confess them last year he had just stopped talking. Getting annoyed I stood in front of him blocking his way, he looked at me with a confused look. "What are you doing?” He said. “The same thing you’re doing, blocking your way like you blocked me out of your life” I said, I wasn’t gonna hold back now I have had enough of it. "Why have you been ignoring me? Did I do something? If I did, why don’t you just tell me instead of leaving me in the dark, was all those years of friendship worth nothing to you, that you just threw it away like it was trash?" I said to him now a bit more louder and colder. He just looked at me with a blank face, "you did nothing wrong, it was me." He said. “So what? That’s it? You have nothing else to tell me? Seriously woonhak what is wrong with you.” I said while starting to tear up, I was too frustrated I just couldn’t hold back my emotions. As I started to cry, I noticed my face being lifted up, it was him. "Please stop crying, i didnt mean to hurt you." He said now looking worried, this was the first time in a while I had seen any sort of emotion on his face. "I just..had to but I didn’t mean to hurt you” he said. “How could you not hurt me, we were bestfriends woonhak” I said. “Oh. yea best friends..I’m sorry" he said now looking down at his shoes. "It’s getting late you should head back home" he said. "Fine” you said, you were upset and frustrated and continued to walk back home alone.

The rest of the evening I spent unpacking my bags and spending time with my family. I didn’t wanna think about what had happened earlier. Everyone was texting in the groupchat making plans on what to do tomorrow together but thinking about how woonhak would be there was already making me upset. Ever since woonhak and me stopped talking, jaehyun and I had became really close friends. I had asked him many times why woonhak had been acting the way he is, but it was only me who felt that way, jaehyun said he seemed fine and maybe he just didn’t wanna be friends with me anymore, but why?.

Its now 11:40pm and I can’t sleep. I decided to go to the park near me, I remember me and woonhak used to hangout a lot during last fall here together. He liked playing basketball and I would watch him or sometimes play with him. As I got to the park I sat down on the swing, listening to the sound of leaves rusting against the ground as the wind blows them. The quite sound of the night, the water of the lake moving and the crickets sound. I was gently swinging when I heard someone sit on the swing beside me, "Can’t sleep?" He asked. I looked up to see woonhak, "I don’t want to talk to you". For a bit we stayed in silence swinging before either of us said a word. "I’m sorry" he said looking at me. I didn’t feel like talking to him, it’s not going to fix anything since he doesn’t want to. "Why are you sorry, it’s not like you care” I said. "I do care, a lot more then you think” he said. What did he mean by that, "If you cared, you wouldn’t have just cut me off like that, do you know how hurt I was" I replied. "I know and I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have left everything like that but I didn’t know what to do at the time” he said. “God why are you so stubborn woonhak, can’t you just tell me what’s wrong if you aren’t I’m just gonna go” I said getting frustrated. I was about to get up and walk away but he grabbed my wrist and pulled me back to hug him. "Can’t we just stay like this for a while, I’ll tell you everything” he said, my heart was beating so fast I hoped he wouldn’t notice it. "I missed you so much, you don’t understand” he said, I missed him a lot too.

We stayed hugging for a few minutes before we both pulled back. We sat down at the bench near us, hopefully he would tell me everything and why he was so distant with me. "So tell me now, don’t leave a detail out okay?” I said, “okay…I didn’t want to distant from you y/n…we were so close….I-I just didn’t know what to do. Jaehyun had liked you since we all had first met and he wanted me to help him pursue you.” I was at lost of words, jaehyun liked me? But he had never told me anything. “I didn’t wanna help him pursue you, but I also didn’t want to tell him that cause he’s been my closest friend since childhood. So the best thing I did was cut you off and tell him we weren’t close anymore and I couldn’t help him. I truly am sorry for hurting you y/n it wasn’t my intention” he said. “Why did you not want jaehyun to pursue me?” I asked, why was he so against it. “It’s cause.. I just you know” he said, “you know what woonhak, say it” I was tired of him going around the bush. “It’s cause I like you, I like you a lot y/n and this wasn’t how I planned on telling you but you keep on insisting. I never knew if you felt the same and after jaehyun liking you I thought you would like him too and I never wanted to ruin our close friendship.” He said dropping the bomb on me, I was silently shocked, I didn’t know what to say to him. He liked me too? Did he not know I liked him too. "Oh” was all I could say. “It’s fine if you don’t feel the same, especially after becoming distant you probably lost any sort of feelings for me anyways” he said looking kinda upset now. “NO no, I’m sorry it’s not that it was alot to take in, but no I do like you woonhak, I always have since I first saw you at the coffee shop. I wanted to tell you last fall but you had already cut me off” I said to him, it felt so good finally telling him the feelings I had bottled inside me for years.

We both stood there looking at each other and smiling, after confessing to each other. I could see a smirk plastered on woonhak as face, “So you liked me for so long and didn’t care to tell me?" He said. "And you liked me and cut me off" I said back. "Heyyy I had my reasons to why” he whined, "okayy finee. oh..yea what do we do about jaehyun now?” I didn’t want him to ruin his friend ship with jaehyun cause of me. "I don’t know I guess I’ll have to talk to him and tell him about us” he replied. “Us?” I said grinning back obviously teasing him, “You know what I mean..like us liking each other” he said shyly, I could see his face becoming red. "It’s getting late, I’ll walk you back home” and I nodded back.

He walked back with me home, on the way we just chatted a bit catching up on old stuff. Here and there our hands would rub against each other and making us both get shy and look away from each other. After a bit we finally reached my house and it was time to say goodbye for the night, but I didn’t want to and I knew he didn’t want to either. "It’s getting late now you should head inside” he finally said. "Yeah you should head home too, goodnight woonhak" I said looking at him, admiring his face glowing under the street light. "Goodnight y/n, sleep well” he said. I wish we could stay like this for longer but it was getting late and he needed to get home. I started heading back inside and I saw he was still standing there smiling and waving at me, waiting for me to get home safely before he left. I waved back at him before I headed inside my house.

The next few days, me and my friends hanged out together and we did our usual activities that we did every fall. Woonhak and me had gotten closer again too. He would always text me in the morning, drop me off home, we always take our night scrolls at the park. As for our relationship, we wanted to take things slow and regain our friendship before anything else. As for jaehyun, him and woonhak had talked and he wasn’t upset, actually he had already known and moved on awhile ago and was now dating nat which definitely surprised us all cause no one knew about their secret relationship. So after all, my autumn break this year wouldn’t be bad as I thought it would be.

#boynextdoor #bnd #woonhak #bnd woonhak #fluff fic #boynextdoor scenarios #boynextdoor imagines #boynextdoor fluff #boynextdoor fic #boynextdoor woonhak #boynextdoor x y/n #woonhak x reader #fluff fanfic #woonhak fluff #kim woon hak

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areislol · 1 year

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two worlds apart

ft— anyone

warning — mentions of character death, angst, pretty much self indulgent lmao

a/n— i just felt angsty today :) also i wrote this like you aren't in teyvat? you're you (obv) in this universe and they're just your comfort character. ik shifting is a thing so this is for my #icannotshiftforthelifeofme girlies. listened to ykwim when writing this as well.

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sometimes you wish you were dead. it sounds blunt and quite, dramatic, yes. but not really when you remember that reincarnation may or may not be a real thing.

we have all heard of the word "soulmates". the idea of soulmates has been present in various traditions for centuries. the "concept" suggests that there is a special connection between two individuals that goes beyond physical attraction and emotional compatibility.

it is believed that these two people are connected by an invisible thread or string that can never be broken, no matter the distance or time. this thread binds them together, and their souls recognize each other even before they meet.

it is said that when soulmates find each other, they experience a sense of completion and fulfillment that they cannot find elsewhere. love itself is a powerful force that can bring people together, even when they are from different worlds. when two individuals are soulmates, their love transcends time and space.

now, death is a natural part of life, and it is something that everyone will experience at some point. while death is often associated with sadness and loss, while some people believe that it can also be a time of reunion with loved ones or, finally being with someone they have loved for so long in another world.

for those who believe in reincarnation, death is not the end, but rather a new beginning. it is an opportunity for the soul to move on to a new life and continue its journey. for some, the idea of being reunited with their soulmate after death brings comfort and solace.

they believe that when they die, they will be able to join their lover/comfort character from another world and be much happier than they ever were in this world. this gives them hope and a reason to keep going, even when times are tough.

for some, some may think it is absurd to even think about death in this way. you really want to die/are waiting for your death just because you want to be happier with your comfort character? how.. weird.

the heart is a mysterious thing, and sometimes it leads us down paths that we never thought possible. loving someone from another world can be a lonely road to travel, but it can also be one filled with wonder and amazement. our hearts may ache for this person that we cannot touch or hold, but the love we feel for them can give us a sense of purpose.

the pain of loving someone who is not real can be overwhelming, it really can. the thought of never being able to hold them or feel their warmth can be unbearable.

but in times of sorrow, the comfort and solace you find in loving them can be the only thing that gets you through. it's easy to dismiss this kind of love as make-believe, but it's not.

the heart doesn't discriminate and doesn't see boundaries at all. even though they are not real, the love you feel for them is. it's a feeling that is deep and real and can bring joy to your life.

just how long have you been yearning to feel their touch, to know what their kisses feel like, to see them face to face? a long, long time. and you know that. how many times have you cried into your pillow, just because you love them so much and that they aren't real?

sometimes the pain in your heart can become unbearable. The emptiness and the loneliness can consume you entirely, leaving you with nothing but despair. it's in those moments that you start to wonder if death would be a better alternative.

you imagine that if you passed away, you could be reunited with your lover from another world, a place where love is eternal and pure. you know that in that world, you would find comfort and solace, and your heart would finally be at peace.

because even though you two are two worlds apart, the love you hold for each other goes beyond measure.

WHAT IS UP W ME AND ANGST NOWADAYS?!??!

#i hate myself #genshin impact x reader #genshin impact angst #genshin angst #xiao x reader #zhongli x reader #venti x reader #cyno x reader #kaveh x reader #baizhu x reader #ah goodnight everybody #crying myself to sleep

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snow-143 · 7 months

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Water Coloured Tears | Jeon Jungkook

three- drunken rambles (0.5k words)

Jungkook’s pov:

7am. Soft light is shining through my curtains, blinding my dry eyes a little. God, what did I do last night? Searching for my phone, I'm a little shocked when I find it still open. On a call with...

with y/n? The fuck?

Well this is far worse than anything else I was thinking. Great job Kook. So much for keeping your distance. Who am I kidding, that plan was catapulted out of the window when Miss fuckface paired us together.

Sighing I unlock my phone, hoping whatever I find on there will enlighten me on my thought process.

And what do you know, it opens right into my notes app, with a lengthy paragraph. This should be good.

It takes me a little longer than I'd like to admit to be able to understand the words I had written down. My drunken rambles and the current state of my vision don't seem to mix well. Who would've thought?

-I asaw her today agsim. MY chets hurt. She didnt seem happy to see me :( I was a meanie. She so prety when she mad tho. Wantd to squish her cheks. But noooo av got to be an IDIOT! Kookie IK your reeding this. YOURE AN IDIOT. shld i text her? i should. im smart unlik you!

shes not replyng. Does she hate me? I'm sorry :( it just hurts to see you love. i wish i cud tell you al of this. but itll hrt you even more. i dont wanna hurt u. i dont wana hurt. i sould call her? shes saw? seen? idk but she red the mesage. im gonna call her.

SHE ANSERED! kook she answerd we were scared for nothing. her voive so prety. I missed her voice. I miss her.

JEOM JUNGKOOK YOU BETTR NOT FORGER TO MEEET HER. CAFE 2PM. DOT BE PUSSY.

so stupid. gonna apolisse. shes so quite.

she said irs okay :( ts not okay. i know its not. was noce to hear tho. its okay :)

m so sleepy. so noce to talk again tho nixkxk njuhi-

Well that was a hard read.

She stayed on the call after I fell asleep? Sighing I roll over and try and get some more sleep. Not hanging up the call.

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12pm. Safe to say my attempt to sleep off my hangover didn't work. Unless you count me lying in bed listening to her soft breaths until my phone died. Best part is I was about to finally pass out right when I realised her little sighs had been cut off.

That was 9am. Three hours ago. Three whole hours of me stressing out about what I'm meant to do.

I could just not show up and say I didn't remember, even I know that's too far. I'll have to face her eventually anyway. She probably won't even show up. Right? Right. It'll be fine. I'll go just in case.

It's okay. The words do laps around my head the whole time I'm waiting for her. Yes waiting. I showed up an hour early. Like some over exited loser.

I wonder how she said it. Was she being genuine? Was it half hearted words fuelled by pity?

That's something I may never know, but right now I know that she's walking directly towards me. Shit. Shit. SHIT.

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a/n: stressed asf lately so bare with me guys 🙏

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Brain go brr on the Q&A

+Xander trying to hide his piercing from his school is so him, I love it.

+Listen, I don't want to overthink the Q&A too much, but my brain won't let me be normal about some things. The birthday thing caught my eye. Supposedly, some of the dates are important, but the rest are meant to be spread out, right? But Veronika and David's birthdays are, like, two days apart, so does that mean they're important? Same with Ace and Arei (ike three days), but at least Ace's birthday is Halloween so it's not hard to figure out. I don't remember most of the other birthdays, so I don't know if there's more examples.

+Why is this the "new David"'s default sprite? Is he so smug it runs all the way to his default pose? What.

+David can cook, malewife status confirmed. Also, "how does he handle his feelings? Badly" That's hilarious.

+New info on the Spurlings! This is getting outta hand, now there's two of them! I'm really intrigued as to what the hell their deal is. And Duke could have been alive during the Tragedy? What are we implying here? So many questions!

+Ace is officially gay! Many people are happy with this development. Though I have to ask, did anyone ship him with any woman? Now that I think about it, I don't think I've ever seen that. Anyways, not like it matters now!

+Pan Veronika, pan Veronika, pan Veronika yes! I love it! New headcanon; she just dates/has sex with anyone she thinks will be entertaining to date/fuck. "Bit-sexual", as internet funnyman Alpharad would put it.

+I swear the David sexuality thing is an actual quote from somewhere. Hold on.

Found it! Not the exact wording, but Andrew Garfield said something like it once. I love it, it's perfect for David!

+So Charles' scar is a dog bite, but he doesn't remember and thinks it's a birthmark? Is it... related to his brother's death? Dev, what. You can't just say things like that and then not elaborate. /j

+Levi with a sweet tooth is fantastic. I think it was already implied in his profile, but it's still great!

+Alright, about favorite colors:

Teruko: red (reasoning: association)

So... Xander or Mai? I'm leaning towards Mai, frankly.

Charles: "Why would I assign emotional value to colors? That's a ridiculous waste of energy." (cerulean)

That quote is hilarious. And now I can't help but imagine Charles unironically writing "cerulean orbs" in a fanfic-

Whit: neon pink (reasoning: "Pink!!")

God, I love these characters.

J: black (reasoning: cool)

I wouldn't expect less.

Nico: none (reasoning: no interest)

I honestly kinda love this, but also what does it mean.

Ace: dark blue/purple (reasoning: refuses to provide reasoning)

Acevi shippers are eating today, holy.

Arei: azure (reasoning: "I'm blue, so clearly it's the best color!")

Why did you have to die?

Min: taupe (reasoning: comforting)

Min information: absorbed. Love it. Also her design has a lot of taupe (I think) so it's comforting to me too.

Veronika: white in conjunction with other colors (reasoning: brings out other colors well)

Huh.

Alright, now least favorite:

Whit: gray (reasoning: boring)

Alright, tone it down, Kamukura.

Rose: none (reasoning: all colors have their value in the right situations)

Fantastic, I adore this.

Eden: blue (reasoning: "Kind of a downer color...")

Areden shippers in shambles. How would you say this about your girlfriend's color, Eden?

J: pink (reasoning: obvious)

If you listen closely, you'll hear Whit's heart breaking in the distance. But this is expected.

Hu: blueish white (reasoning: sterile)

This is Arturo's fave. Are we setting up a foil thing here? I'd honestly love to see it, Arturo and Hu may be the characters I want to see the most of after maybe Veronika.

Nico: white (reasoning: unsettling)

Nico, what- what the hell are you talking about?

Ace: titian (reasoning: doesn't like himself)

Ouch.

Min: white and pink together (reasoning: annoying)

Dude, Whit cannot stop catching L's here, what is going on. Anyways, Min info absorbed.

Veronika: white in the absence of other colors (reasoning: soulless)

So, this is pretty interesting and all that... but she dislikes the same color as Nico? The Vero-Nico dynamic grows stronger! You love to see it. Or I love to see it, I adore them as friends/spiritual siblings.

+Ace has nine siblings?! That's a lot of kids!

+Nico cuts their own hair, and gets the cat ear things to stay up? Ultimate Hairdresser in the bulding!

Veronika's single green earring is a 'good luck charm' given to her by her dearest friend.

Aafgsj- Who?! Okay, first, I didn't even realize she had that, so thanks for pointing it out. Second, you can't just say that! Because you know I'm gonna assume that's Mai, especially with it being a 'good luck' charm when Mai is (kinda) the antithesis of Teruko and thus (kinda) the antithesis of bad luck. Am I to assume Veronika will be plot relevant now? Because I sure hope she is! I wasn't supposed to overthink the Q&A, dev, but look at what you're doing to me!

+Now the ice cream flavors:

Charles - coffee

This is actually stated in his profile. You gotta admire the consistency.

Hu - rose

Honey, wake up, a new random ship based on one (1) detail just dropped. It's a pretty cute one, too.

Nico - "the flavor" (doesn't elaborate further)

What is Nico doing in this Q&A? What am I supposed to gather from this?

Min - lemon

Min info drop spotted. I'm very normal about this character.

Xander - sauerkraut???

Xander, what the fuck are you talking about.

Veronika - funfetti

Honestly love this. White with other colors, right? It's perfect!

+Rose's painting preferences are cool to know, and she does give off a bit of middle child vibes, idk why. And two moms? Pog.

+That concept art! DRDT would have ended a lot earlier if Arei simply had a gun.

+Smells! (which of you people-)

Veronika - Womanly perfume (heavy)

I... was not expecting that! But it's Veronika info, so I absorb it. I kinda like the idea.

Nico - Cat

The more I learn about Nico, the more I love them.

Min - Lavender/eucalyptus/lemons/whatever essential oil she decided to use that day

W-Why does she use essential oils? I guess they must help her relax, because there's no way she actually believes they have any other benefit. Unexpected, but it's neat.

Whit - Fruity fun shampoo (for kids)

Yeah, yeah.

+Interesting that the Spurling Foundation and XF-Ture Tech don't have any connection, I guess that post I made on Min's secret is slightly outdated. Still, XF-Ture Tech "seems to do a lot of other things", huh? Peculiar.

I loved this Q&A, it was so much fun! I hope something like this is done again in the future, it's great.

#drdt #danganronpa despair time #fanganronpa #drdt q&a #this is so much fun!#im not tagging the characters

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neteyamsilly · 1 year

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Hi!! It’s Ramble Anon!!

I must begin with saying that this chapter was amazing, I was holding my breath until the very end!! I woke up earlier than usual for some reason (maybe subconsciously I knew you posted the chapter AHAHA) and I’m so glad I did!! I got all the time to read it slowly and savoring every word 😌

I KNEW you would hit us with the most grueling, beautiful, teary flashback ever, but MAN, even if I knew what was written I couldn’t have been possibly prepared 😭

It was so refreshing seeing Jake being an amazing dad, so cute that all of the kids (and Neytiri) teased him, BUT Y/N, she loves those beads, could be the ugliests in the whole world, she’d think they were the prettiest thing her eyes laid on 🥺 (him finding out she wear them in her hair after she dies ☹️)

I loved the bantering between Jake and Neytiri!! The whole movie was them stressing out for their children, it’s so nice seeing them as a couple, gently teasing each other 🥰

May I say that little Y/N is the most adorable child? So cute!! Her being able to sneak on Jake and her siblings observing if she succeeds or fails!! Why am I so entertained by the fact that during all the flashback Y/N was the mastermind of the attacks to Jake, lmao, always keeping him on his toes

And the innocent cussing!! 😭 and the siblings copying Y/N 🥺 (I’m curious, who do you think between the kids curses the most? I think most people would answer Lo’ak, but I’d put Kiri there too, she just looks like the type to curse her brother out if he aggravates her enough lmao (she is grace’s daughter, too after all), but Y/N, she sounds like the person who curses when she is excited!!)

Jake using mighty hunter as a entertaining nickname for Y/N, then he used it to mock and ridicule her.. why must u hurt me like this. 😞

And then the painting with the mud and the promise of painting her face for Iknimaya 😭 (“it’s what family does” pls-)

Y/N dying was so heartbreaking, everyone was panicking, Neteyam and Lo’ak coming to see what happened must have been terrifying, Jake and Neytiri desperately hugging their daughter..

Y/N died in front of Neteyam, they were the each other’s closest sibling and Y/N died IN FRONT OF HIM -pls I can’t-

Lo’ak just staring and being unable to understand, him bringing his grandma and Kiri, and Tuk!! Poor baby.. Everyone consoling each other was so nice in all of this heartbreak

Lo’ak going back where Y/N died, he just wanted to fly with his sister 😞

And her Ikran trying to gently nudge her awake 😭. He needs a name!! (I’m still so mad they didn’t give us names of the sibling’s ikrans ☹️)

Her Ikran being Toruk’s colors!!! 😭

I know he is beautiful

baby was mutilated and kept going for her, I can’t stop imagining Y/N begging her dad to not put him down like PLEASE, I have tears in my eyes

(I read in one of the comments that Y/N is Hiccup coded, I couldn’t agree more 😭)

I literally am writing this between my classes, I’m so blinded by your absolute talent ✨

I’m so glad Hake got some sense knocked into him, FINALLY

Ik it hurt to hear what Neytiri said, but I enjoyed it 😭 (But all the children listening 😕)

And this Stxel’eveng?? I can’t wait to find out what will happen!! What will happen at the Tree of Souls??? I’m so excited!!

Such a beautiful chapter!! Thank you!!

I hope I’m not bothering you with all of this asks lmao (I sent one after chapter 3, I hope it got sent!! (Not trying to rush you or anything!! I just know my phone sucks and it keeps disappointing me lmao) I just can’t stop commenting on how beautifully you wrote this story 😭)

RAMBLE ANON HI!!!! I think tumblr didnt send a notification to you, I've answered your ask today here!!!! DW I GOT UR BACK

I'm telepathically connected to the readers of this fic through daddy issues frequency channel, we're ascending together 🧘��‍♀️ the fic dropped and it was that audio going "something just happened" LMAOOOO

Half the ask being about the flashback and the cute moments and the details melted me, omg!

Jake and Neytiri having a back-and-forth was so entertaining, i loved her calling him "baby" the most bc she did that a lot in the first movie!!!

Also omg IM HAPPY YOU PICKED UP ON THE "MIGHTY HUNTER" DETAIL AHHHH THAT HURTS MY SOUL! Something they lovingly joked around together used by Jake to hurt her where it's vulnerable:(

ALSO LIKE UR SO RIGHT Sister!reader cussing at moments of excitement and happiness, and Kiri being the wildcard you wouldn't expect to have a potty mouth! AHH I LOVE THIS

Lowkey I referred to the ikran as "Jack" in my head because i had a gag going that sister!reader would name him that so it's funny as he listens when she orders him to do something and it's supposed to get on jake's nerves 💀 also like, funny when all the other family members having poetic na'vi names and you and your father having "bob" and "jack"

BUT I LOVE HIM YOUR HONOR!!! he has so much personality despite being in the background most of the time i dont know how i managed to do this HSHDHSBDHS

I'm so happy (as always) to see you looking forward to the next chapter AAAAAA THANK YOU FOR THE ASK<3333

#irma mirma ask mask #irmanons: ramble anon

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dmercer91 · 2 months

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happy tanner charlotte to the devs day to all who celebrate (ik in the og post i said her first game w them was on a wednesday against colorado, but i don't time travel and they don't have a wednesday game ever)

as a treat, here's a hockey deep dive on our girls (+ their relationships cause i'm nosy and i hope you are too)

tanner charlotte [charlie] NJD #19, RW

very physical player, felt the need to overcompensate when she was young cause she always heard that women never made it pro due to lack of hitting/ability to absorb- she just grew into the reputation and now it’s her thing. makes a point to be clean about it

her and dawson used to always be 18 and 19, him being 19, but when he originally had 18 for the devs she decided to take 19 with the rags. now that they’re together again, they say it’s 91 and 19 inverted for each other

goal scorer with solid playmaking ability, definitely not a pk player but holds her own defensively. pp1 and 2 depending on rags or devs and also who’s hurt, how she’s playing

really really good in the corners/puck battles

not the speediest but it’s very obvious that she wants to get better and when she wheels, she’s pushing

chirps like it’s the whole sport (her mouth gets her in so much trouble) and they’re usually funny ones she’ll throw around mid play. when she’s mad she doesn’t use her words as much as her body

drafted 19th overall in 2020

usually on a line with jhughes and bratt, but dawson begged and begged for them to line up together and it worked really well. as per usual, lindy fucked it up by separating them the next game

as of like three days from today, she’s in a long term relationship with jack. we all know the lore

jamie lochlyn [locho] SBY #12, C

she doesn’t particularly enjoy throwing the body but she’s so overprotective of her teammates that she’s like.. do u want me to kill that guy for you? and sometimes she does. do not, under any circumstances, get in her goalies crease. she’ll deck you. very often found jerking someone away from her goalie by the back neck of his jersey

as a kid her girls teams would give her whatever number was on the jersey that fit her best, and so when she got to her first rep hockey team and they had jerseys made to fit players with like last names and stuff, she was like,, twwwwwelllve (?). and so now she’s twelve, for funsies (listen. i wanted to give her a small number but tml has 2 and 3 taken, and 1,4,5,6,7,9, and 10 are retired. eight, one might say. but then the fuckass sby wolves retired her, too. they both have an 11)

she is one with the art of playmaking. so hockey smart it hurts. she was whipping plays out of her ass one could only hope to think up at like the ripe age of 9. goal scoring is rarely her friend, but when it is the goals are either gorgeous or a disaster, no inbetween. slays the pk and second pp unit

her and the boards are best friends

so fast that she creates a chill throughout the sudbury community arena, and her skating is absolutely beautiful

she has anger issues on the ice so sometimes it’s witty and hilarious and other times shes reading you to filth. only whips out the chirps when she's really heated

drafted in the 2022 draft, 95th overall (sry nicky you still exist i swear)

she works well with goyette, dvorsky and mccallum, so they usually toss her in the top 6 (sometimes on a wing) and hope for the best.

her love life is a complex thing (she refuses to admit she has a thing for a teammate)

due to her name, she can also go by JLO. this, in combination with dvorsky getting coined mr shortside, makes for a lot of content getting made with on the floor by jennifer lopez, ft. pitbull (this was 1000% why i gave her the name i did and why she plays for the wolves, sue me)

rylie scott [scotty] LDN #96, LD

will not hurt a fly, but can, if provoked. really good at absorbing hits cause the opposing boys in her first rep league were essentially told by their coaches to get her off the ice

her big brother was a star forward about twelve years older than her, who never thought he was going to make it professionally. he wore 96 because her birthday was may sixth and his was april ninth. she always said she was a defenceman because she wanted to be able to stop him from scoring. he passed in a car crash a few months before he would’ve been drafted to the nhl, she was hardly six years old. when she made her first rep team and the jersey numbers went high enough, she chose 96.

shut down d all the way, a good handful or sometimes two of assists annually and four total ohl goals so far. pp time is through the roof but she will never see the ice on the man advantage

good at digging the puck out but she rarely needs to exercise the skill cause she protects the puck so well, wonderful work at getting the puck out of the zone and guarding the line but she definitely won't be going on any breakaways.

she’s fast and her skating is very unique but she cannot go a game without banana peel falling at least once. edges are flawless… until they’re deeply flawed.

can’t chirp, doesn’t want to. someone will try to intimidate her and she’ll get nervous and laugh in their face.

127th overall in the 2023 draft

usually paired with bonk or dickinson, so they can help out on offence and she can focus on her role

love life? in her professional opinion, she has none. in my professional opinion, her and mackie samo met in dev camp this past summer and he’s hardcore pining. she argues that nightly facetime calls that can go on for several hours ‘don’t mean anything’ (EXTREMELY LOUD AND SORT OF OBNOXIOUS INCORRECT BUZZER)

:) enjoy! <3

pls send lore questions if you have any cos i love my trio to death

#e talks!#hooked au!#locho and scotty

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officiallyisagibrainrotted · 2 years

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Hi!! Could I please request a fluffy Meguru Bachira x reader where they are just spending a cozy, lazy, rainy day together? Take your time and thanks in advance!

• Noise •

⚠️Warnings ⚠️: possible grammar errors, short.

G:💝(fluff)

*Tap* tap* *tap*.

The sound of rain drops hitting your window fills your ears.

*Clash * boom* crash*.

The sound of the thunder clashing in the far away distance makes you shake your head to avoid the sound.

*Honk* *honk* *honk*

The sound of a near by car going off due to the thunder.

All this noise was giving you a hard time to sleep. You tossed your head left and right to try and avoid the sound.

You slowly managed to tone out the rain, but the thunder and the blaring of the car was to loud.

Out of frustration you violently turned your head to the left .

Then that's when you felt it.

*ba dump* ba dump*ba dump*

No, It was a light faint sound.Despite the sound being faint it was there. You felt it. The heart beat of your lover.

It was a resurging sound, It wasn't loud like the blaring car that's still going off. It wasn't like the rain hitting the window unrhythmically .

Meguru Bachira.

Who's soundly sleeping away, his soft snoring fills your ears, replacing the the sound of the thunder.

You inhale the smell of honey and cinnamon.

It put you at easy.

Oh how you needed this, and you could tell he needed it to , when he ran his finger through your hair and pulled you close.

You sneak your arms around him, pulling him close. You got the message..

The single that you needed to know that he wants you to stay here with him.

No words needed to be exchanged, Not a glance either, they could just sense what the other needed.rest.comfort and to just stay inside and get cozy and listen to the rain hitting the window and the warmth of each other .

The two would smile to themselves as they think about todays plans all being cancelled due to the weather.

The smiles got bigger when they realized that they can spend the whole day like this.

Yeah that's all they needed , a lazy Sunday morning with no interruptions. Only the clouds in the sky getting darker and darker, showing that they'd together for just a little longer.

Reblogs are highly appreciated!!!👍.

Sorry I haven't been posting anything. It just I keep on coming up with new ideas for stories and end up changing the whole thing...

I hope you like this anon. And if you'd like me to add anything just hit me up.

And yes ik rain helps almost everyone sleep. Including me.

Good night 💕.

#blue lock #blue lock x reader #blue lock x female reader #blue lock kunigami #blue lock isagi #blue lock barchia meguru x reader #blue lock bachira x reader #blue lock bachira #blue lock bachira x female reader #blue lock shidou #blue lock rin #blue lock baro #sparkle c

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ultralightpoe · 2 years

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Wretched Freak - Bucky Barnes

Description: PART ONE TO THE 10 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU SERIES!!!!!

Part 2 HERE

Word Count: 1623

Warnings: cuss words

Authors Note: I am not in love with this part, but I love what is coming. So please don’t judge based on the first part.

“KATE BISHOP!” You scream across your house, checking your eyeliner in your nearby reflection as your bag swings from your shoulder. “IF YOU ARE NOT IN MY CAR WITHIN 2 MINUTES I AM LEAVING YOU HERE!”

“Do you really have to yell?” You mother laughs, coming in to inspect your outfit before you leave for the day, an odd look crossing her features as she took in your attire.

She never approved of the darker look you went for, but you never really cared before, and you never would. Black nail polish and eyeliner were staples in your life, combat boots and glares were essentials.

“Whatcha reading today?”

“Flowers in the Attic.”

“Oh? Something light and cheery then.” She teases as Kate bounds down the stairs, ponytail bouncing.

“You stress me out in the mornings. It ruins my whole day.”

“You are going to make me late you craphead.” You snap, moving to the door with your keys swinging from your hand. “GET A MOVE ON LOSER!”

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Avengers Highs parking lot was hectic, Yelena Belova notes as she strolls in the front doors of the school. Moving back in with her sister and her mom while her dad heads to Russia for a photography job was stressful enough, add in a new highschool and she was just about screwed.

“Yelena! Hey!” Natasha smiles, moving to greet her at the door. Her sister had woken up early to get here for debate club, led by Mr. Fury, and it seemed that the early morning did nothing to throw off her groove. A serene smile placed on her features as she hooks elbows with the girl and begins leading her through the halls. “Alright lets see…..where to start-”

Yelena loses concentration as someone in a leather jacket knocks into her shoulder harshly in passing, snatching a prom poster down as they walk off without even looking back. “Yelena? Hey? You listening?”

“Yes.. I’m here.”

“Alright, here is the breakdown. Over here we have the jocks. Don’t speak to them unless they speak to you, better to avoid them all together. Especially their little leader Ikarus-”

“Is his name actually Ik-”

“Moving on. Over here we have the nervous geeks.” Nat smiles, bumping into a kid holding a star wars lego set.

“S-sorry Romanoff.” He apologizes as his friend hits his shoulder. “Ned, don’t drop the set.”

“They are very scared. Don’t make any fast movements around them okay? Over here we have the science team. That is Tony Stark and Bruce Banner. Co Captains but Tony takes most the control. Over there the debate team, the friend I told you about is over there. Hey Clint! But avoid Sharon Carter. We hate her, took my captain spot when I was out with the flu. I’ll get my revenge at some point.”

“Got it.” Yelena mumbles, shaking her head.

“Sweet athletes. Sam Wilsona and Steve Rogers. Um. oh! Okay! Now over her-”

“Oh my…..” Yelena gasps as the prettiest girl in purple passes by her, laughing at something her friend says. “Who is that and how do I get in her group?”

“Don’t even think about it.”

“She is beautiful.”

“Kate Bishop. Forget it though. Everyone knows the Bishop sisters are not allowed to date.”

“Yeah sure. Whatever.”

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Mr. Fury was in a bad mood as always.

Your foot taps on the floor beneath you as you wait for him to finish his speech on the novel he was forcing the class to read. John Walker breathing through his mouth behind her as loudly as he possibly could.

If only you could kick him like you kicked Ultron last semester.

“Any questions on shakespeare oh so lovely words?” Fury mutters, dropping the book onto the desk.

“I have a question-” You smile, raising your hand which has the man rolling his eye and mumbling a sarcastic response. “When are we going to read something actually worth our time?”

“I’ll be so interested in knowing what the freak Y/n considers worth her time.” John snarks.

“Anything with a brain, and you do not qualify.” You snap and Fury smiles.

“Both of you. Shut up. In fact, you’re both pissing me off. Out.”

“What?!” You snap as John groans.

“You heard me! Out!”

You roll your eyes, snatching your book bag and shoving John on your way out.

“Ouch.”

“Bite me.”

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The afterschool bell rings and Yelena finds herself rushing out the doors, looking for a moment to breathe as everyone does the same.

She is just in time to see a black car nearly hit Nat on her motorcycle, the leather clad person from earlier sticking their head out to yell at her for not driving with her brain. “YOU SHOULD REMOVE IT FROM YOUR ASS BEFORE YOU START THE VEHICLE.”

With that it speeds off, followed by a red car carrying a blonde and Kate in the backseat. “Who is that?”

“That was John Walker, resident model boy.” Nat snarks as she looks over to Steve Rogers. “And the person in the first car was Kate’s freak sister Y/n.”

“Wait, the one that yelled at you was Kates sister?”

“Indeed.” Nat laughs, starting her bike again. “Did some digging, found out that Kate is looking for a russian tutor. Had Steve give you her your number. Should be calling you tonight to ask.”

“Really?”

“Yup.” Nat laughs, zooming off.

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The Bishop house smelled like lemongrass when both girls arrived home. Which meant their mother was in a decent mood. “Hello Y/n? Make anyone cry today?”

“Not yet. But it’s only four.” You smile, kissing her cheek as you make your way through to the kitchen. “Anything come for me in the mail?’

“Just a package from Eternal Academ-”

“What?!” You blanch, running for where your mother keeps the mail. Your eyes zero in on the large packet and you rip into it within moments. It took two seconds for your eyes to skim the words before you were a screaming mess. “I GOT IN! I GOT IN!”

“Got in where?” Your mother asks the same time your sister enters the room.

“University of Eternals.” You smile, as your mothers face dropped.

“I thought we agreed you would go to Hydra University ….. Like I did?”

“No. You agreed. I listened.” You smile and just before she was about to argue you snap towards your sister. “Ask you Kate got a ride from today.”

“A ride? Who? Who gave you a ride?”

“No one.” She mumbles, flipping you off as your mother glares.

“The airhead John Walker.” You answer, moving to sit on the counter as she rolls her eyes.

“He’s not an airhead. He is going to be a general in the military one day.”

“Oh, wow. Good for him.” You snark.

“Hey. Katherine. We have rules-”

“That are so unfair! Everyone else at school is dating mom!”

“Not me.”

“Because your a wretched freak.” She snaps which has you laughing.

“Katherine, that is enough.”

“No! You’re so overprotective and you’re ruining my life-”

“Fine. New rule.” Your mother announces which has your sister shutting up in an instant. “You’ll get to date…….. When Y/n does.”

“WHAT?!” Kate yells as you laugh, watching your mother disappear to her office. Your sister whirls around to look at you, a deadly glare in her eyes as she watches you. “Can’t you get a fake boyfriend or something?”

“So you can date that loser John Walker? Unlikely.”

“YOU SUCK!”

“And you swallow.” You answer, walking out of the room.

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“Mr. Barnes. In my office once more. How lovely.” Agatha Harkness mumbles as he shrugs, rolling his eyes a bit.

“You made the appointment.” It was true, Agatha requested to see him before school to talk about the most recent incident in the cafeteria.

“You shoved a kids face in his mashed potatoes.”

“At least they tasted good.” He mumbles, taking a seat.

“Listen. I know you’ve had a rough time. With the accident and the family loss. But if you continue on this path then you’ll get expelled. Okay? Okay. Now leave so I can get back to work.”

“You have fun with the horny witches in westview.” He snarks, storming out of the office.

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Yelena Belova nervously taps her pencil on the library table as she waits for Kate to show up for their tutor session.

The brunette lands on the chair beside her, a whirlwind of excitement as she looks to you. “Alright. I have to be out of here in 10 minutes, Gwen and Flash are having a super argument right now and I cannot miss that.”

“Oh! Um- Okay.” Yelena mumbles, blushing a bit. “I was thinking we start with the basics. Pronouns and starter words.”

“Right now?”

“Well it doesn’t have to be right now. Maybe over like dinner, some mac and cheese?”

“Are…….are you asking me out?” Kate smiles, a surprised look coating her features at Yelena’s boldness.

“Um- Yeah? I know you apparently can’t go out-”

“That rule changed. I can date when my sister dates.”

“Really? Then we definitely can do mac-”

“Problem. My sister doesn’t date. A wretched freak.”

“I noticed. Why is that?”

“No clue. She actually used to be loads of fun and super popular but she switched when she was a freshman. No one knows why.”

“Well I am sure there is someone at this school who would like someone like that…..”

“You think you could find someone who would do that?” Kate asks, a smile coating her features.

“Yeah. Shouldn’t be a problem.”

“And you would do that for me?” Kate asks, a flirty tilt to her voice.

“Without question.” Yelena blushes.

This would be an easy task, wouldn’t it?

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