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tan1shere · 5 months

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Slumber Party

Ellie williams x fem reader!

A/n: Hello my lovelies, first post on here (more active on wattpad) but thought I'd occasionally post here when I'm bored. If you have any requests at all they're definitely open! Also this is kinda short but I don't plan on making the next part as short. Enjoyyyy ☆°•

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Summary: like the song slumber party. Ellie thinks she can treat you better then your shitty girlfriend

Warnings: smut, (not in this chapter) read at your own risk (mdni) Dom but soft, protective, ellie! Reader is quite innocent, is very soft also. Cunnilingus (duh- also not in this chapter) your girlfriend in this is an asshole. Abuse, somewhat angst, crying. Lmk if there was anything else!

Pt 2 here! ~ pt 3 here!

Ellie hated Isabel, your girlfriend. She treated you horribly, and Ellie really hated when you'd bawl your eyes out over the phone to her whenever Isabel would storm out of your shared apartment. She hated the fact anyone would make you cry. She never liked seeing you unhappy. Isabel shared this hatred. She never liked you hanging around Ellie, even if you have known Ellie almost all your life. She would scold you after everytime you and her would hang out. You'd come back to the apartment smiling. "What're you smiling about?" You just smile more happy to tell. "Ellie she makes the funniest jo-" "I don't like you being round her Y/n." You would always stare blankly at her, struggling to find the words, leaving your mouth open while you ponder.

Today was not off to a great start. Ellie had just been over, you two were having such a great time. "I should probably get going squirt." She would flash her smile at you, ruffling your hair slightly, as she stood to go to the door. Ellie was a bit older then you, and come to think of it so was Isabel. Let's just say you had a thing for older ladies. (Only by like 6 years) You also stand up, seeing her out and saying goodbye. But as you open the door you're met woth those dark brown eyes. Isabel had just arrived back from work. She glares at the auburn haired girl, making her way inside. "Well hi to you too." Ellie scoffs then looks at you. "Text you when im home." You give her a small nod and a smile before she leaves to her car. You turn around to be faced with a stern Isabel. "You know how I feel about her being in our home. Especially when I'm not here." You never really talk back to Isabel you always apologize and go into the kitchen to make food. She was truly a bitch and she started showing her true colors the moment you two moved in together. You never understood what you would do so wrong. You made every dinner. Every lil food she'd want. The laundry. Just to please her. And although it'd work, it'd never last. "I'm sorry Iz.. She just really wanted to show me this art she was working on and in person. Nothing more I swear." She let's out a scoff. "Why should I believe you it's almost every day you spend with her. It's sickening and pathetic." You stare at her as she says that. She would always make you feel stupid. When in fact you were quite smart you knew what most things meant. Maybe not so much bedroom stuff. But you were book smart nonetheless. Speaking of bedroom. You were basically a virgin. You've kissed Isabel many times done a lil something here and there but it was definitely not much. So you were certainly not confident on that subject. Although Ellie would tell you all sorts of stories about the girls she's been with. It fascinated you to learn all these new terms and what everything was. "I promise to talk to you before hand next time-" She instantly cuts you off. "Why are you still standing here. Cook, I've been working all day." She spits going to your guys shared bedroom. You sigh doing so. And that was your life.

It was maybe a couple weeks after, you had felt like you were coming down with something so you decided that bed rest was the best thing. It was now 3 in the afternoon. You were sleeping in your bed when the door busted open. "What the fuck are you still doing in bed it's almost 4!" Isabel was home and not happy. You sit up a bit. "Yes I know I'm sorry bu-" She drops her bags. "This place is a mess, there's dishes out. Foods not even ready. Laundry is still in the hamper. What fucking else." You look at her softening your look. "Iz, I'm sorry- I woke up feeling horrid so I decided to stay in bed." She shakes her head. "Even when I have the worst headache known to man I still get my ass up and work. You know all that sweet money, I work for that. And you work here that is your job." This was one of the moments were you'd feel bad for yourself. Weak. Weaker right now considering you're sick. You look down at the sheets. "Are you even listening to me? You spoiled brat." She doesn't do what she does next often but when she does you know you're in the shit. She hits you. Hard. "Wonder why I have a headache all the time. It's you and your whiney voice. Look at how pathetic you are." She glares down at your drowsy figure. You feel tears finally sting as you had held them in. Refusing to let yourself be so weak, but you give in. Feeling overwhelmed with emotions right now. "What the fuck are you gunna be like when I go away in a few weeks huh? You better keep this place spotless you know about the cameras. I'll be watching you." Yes. The oh so lovely cameras. They're only in the kitchen, living room and laundry. The only places you slave away at. "I will iz I promise." She hums. "I'll believe it when i see it. I needa go out and grab some stuff. Make sure dinners ready when I get back." She says before getting her keys and leaving. You then sob. Letting it all out as you shakily grab your phone going to the only person who knows how to comfort you. Ellie.

When she arrives not long after, giving a honk. You go outside and get in the passenger seat. "Off anywhere?" You shake your head. "No that's alright. I don't want to get yelled at.." Ellie sighs. "Bub, you can't keep letting her treat you like this-" "if I left I'd have nowhere to go Els.." She keeps looking at you. "Yes you do. Mine." You let out a small breath looking down at your hands. "Everythings so messy." She nods, even if you can't see. "I know angel but my offer still and will forever stand. I think you should take it." You just wipe the small tears forming at your eyes. "How was your day?" She hates how you change the subject. She always has. She wants to talk about it with you more. Comfort you more. "Pretty easy going. Do you want a hug love?" You shake your head. "Its best if you don't come near me right now-" "I promise it's not gunna affect me if you cry. You know that." You nod. "I know, but I'm sick- thats why she yelled at me.." She furrows her brows. "She got mad at you because you weren't feeling well? What a fucking bitch." You sigh, in the midst of a slight cough. "Angel you should go back in and rest. Let me help-" You immediately shake your head. "She'd know you were there. I- I couldn't risk that." You always felt awful. Not because you got yelled at but because she would want to pick a fight with Ellie too. Ellie was older then Iz too, more mature. Never bought into her crap. "I'll make sure she doesn't yell at you, you really need rest you work your ass off-" You stop her talking. "I don't want her to try anything with you Els." She shakes her head. "She won't. I promise just let me make you some soup and tuck you in. Please, just that." You contemplate whether or not you should but you nod regardless.

She was making the soup trying to be as speedy in hopes she wouldn't bump into Isabel. "Here you go. Say you made it for yourself. I also cleaned a lil." She sends you a wink. And when she says a lil she means the whole lot. "Els, you seriously didn't have to." She smiles gently. "No but I wanted to. I also made something else. Knowing grump would be hungry when she gets back." You look at her so thankful. "You have no idea how much I appreciate you." She gives you a kiss on the head. "Call if you need anything else. I love you." She says while looking in your eyes. "I love you too Els." You respond sweetly. Oh how stupid you were to realize how INlove she was with you. But she plans to show you sooner or later. As she's the one you should truly, be with.

#elliewilliams #ellie williams the last of us smut #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie x reader #ellie x fem reader #ellie williams smut #ellie williams series

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cieloclercs · 8 months

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what would you say (if i told you i love you)? — charles leclerc

PART: 5/? (read part 4 here)

summary. in which childhood best friends blur the lines between what they’ve always known, and something more

pairing. charles leclerc x artsy!reader

warnings. it’s GROVELLING time !! sad charles, sad reader, swearing, everyone still kind of hates charles (as they should) angst but not quite as angsty as the last part

face claim. tara michelle

author’s note. i hope this is enough suffering for you guys 😭 i’m weak tho so there’s a tinyyy bit of progress at the end 👀 i feel like this one’s a bit messy so i’m sorry about that?? it’s also kind of just setting up the next part but oh well 😭 anyways, LAST PART COMING UP NEXT ☹️ i’m gonna miss this series :’(

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plutonianeris · 4 months

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pick a pile: how does this new love feel like a fairytale? ⛓️💗

this is a general reading so take what resonates and leave what doesn't. Interpret & choose based on your inner guidance and gut feeling. messages can be either from you, them or both🍒

𓆩♱𓆪Pile one

right off the bat this is someone whose been eyeing you for a while. they could be the type that stare in awe at the pictures you post on social media “so pretty” or when they met you that have that immediate attraction.. “who is that?” lol them asking their friends when you walk in. this honestly feels like a fairytale because theyve been wanting you for a while but theyve been super patient i heard “no hard feelings” theyre actually so sweet (im getting water sign suns: cancer, pisces, scorpio energy oop 🙈).

like they have no problem admiring you from afar at alllll. they are mesmerized by you. and honestly they could have been a little toxic before meeting you (not abusive, but someone unable to share their emotions in a healthy way). it seems like they dont want u to see them in the shades and shadows of their trauma, wounds, healing. for them you are the light at the end of that tunnel. i heard “my day was pretty shitty until you showed up” they are willing to work hard for you. they are also very attractive & in an unconventional way (unique hair, being really tall, tattoos, something like that makes them stand out especially in their friend group).

💌letter from their pov;

I know you dont need me. you dont really look like the type to depend on anyone. I can see it in the way you eye people, especially men, with suspicion. you question my motives and thats fair. when youre that beautiful and charming, theres bound to be people that just want to use you. that are dying to be in you energy just to get the chance to say they were in your presence. i dont wanna be like that. i dont wanna be another read message in your phone. i dont wanna be another face that disappears in the crowd for you. and i know you feel that way too. that the worst thing for you isnt to be talked about. its to be ignored. its to be underestimated. trust me when i say since the moment i laid eyes on you, i never once doubted you. i know you are capable of bringing men to their knees with your eyes. i know that your laugh makes my pulse speed up. i know that you make me feel special. and sometimes i get jealous, wondering if you make other people feel that way too. I want to give you the whole world if you just let me.

𓆩♱𓆪Pile two

this new love feels like a fairytale because this happened in the moment when you’re least expecting it and also after you’re recovering from something. Whether it be a relationship break up with a partner or you just changing things in your life, like moving to a different neighborhood or no longer believing in certain things that were very important in your belief systems in the past. this is like a prince or princess, waiting to rescue you. At first, though it seems like you’re suspicious of this energy. You could find that they are way too good with their words. “too good to be true” “I bet you say that to all the girls/guys” energy. but honestly, it seems like you’re the only one that can keep up with them. You don’t give into them like other people do, and they constantly want to impress you by telling you random facts or teaching you about some thing they learned abroad or when traveling.

I am getting a sense that they are very flirty, but with other people it never goes past that it’s just something they do in the moment or theyre just really playful. But even as they’re talking to someone else, their eyes can’t seem to leave you even if you’re across the room. You like your routine and consistency so changing things about your own life is hard, much less accepting other people in. So when they flirt with you, you might not immediately flirt back. you might roll your eyes, but you can’t help but smile when they turn away. you could be someone with earth placements, especially capricorn or virgo. They give off a lot of mischievous energy. This other person could have a gemini placement, third house placements or ninth house placements (if ur into astro).

💌letter from their pov;

Relationships have never really been a priority for me. I mean, cmon I'm young. Isn't it the whole point to experience as much as I can? I know other people have things to say about me.. maybe I lead some people on. Maybe sometimes you feel that way too. But I promise it's not really like that. Well, with you, it isn't. I'm just inexperienced. And I guess that doesn't really stop me from flirting so much and being so cocky…But the truth is I crave your attention badly. You look like you really know what you want in life. And for me, that's all I ever wanted. Because when you know what you want, you get it. and thats when you really start living. After that, even our mistakes are our own and beautiful and intimate in their own way. I see the weariness in your eyes when you look at me. I know you're wondering if I am even worth your time. I promise I am. I promise I can be. And if I'm not, then you can just never speak to me right then and there, I swear. But I know there's more than weariness in your gaze as well. I know you are just as curious about me as I am about you.

𓆩♱𓆪Pile three

This love feels like a dark romance. This pile is not as lighthearted as the previous two at all. It feels like a fairytale in that "magical" sense though because it will feel like love at first sight. You both will feel immediately physically attracted to the other but what makes it even more intense is that at first no one seems to be able to make the first move. It might seem too good to be true to the point where you don't even wanna disturb the "illusion." You dont wanna burst the bubble. Also, the magnetic attraction you feel/ that slow burn makes it even more desirable for both of you. In synastry, you both might have a lot of conjunctions (especially with pluto, moon, and mars). I also pulled north node synastry as well (and this synastry makes it feel like you're meant to be aka its destiny. but its also uncomfortable). "I have never felt like this before" energy.

Honestly, I see this pile as being able to go both ways and it can easily make you feel heartbroken. You might have venus-pluto placements yourself or 8th house placements or they do. When you are together though, you both hate when other people interrupt. You love your alone time. It feels really good. This pile is all about intense eye contact, glancing down at each others lips, meeting in secret, getting jealous when other people try to talk to the other, hands brushing as you walk but never fully touching. But then devouring each other when alone (if you both end up trusting each other when to get there because, again, one of you or both are hesitating). If you open your heart and learn to trust and communicate in a healthy manner, it could be a life changing connection.

💌letter from their pov;

It feels wrong to fantasize about you the way I do. But I can't really help it. I think about the way your back would feel arched under my palm. your lips on mine, tongues meeting, teeth clashing. I look at your hands and imagine them gripping the sheets at the same time I grip your thighs. It feels wrong that these are things that have crossed my mind since I first met you. sometimes I try to lie to myself. Tell myself that maybe im not really that into you. but its such bullshit. even then, theres the what if. what if. what if. it looks like every odds are against us. we are complete opposites. it might never work. but im willing to take that risk. im willing to bet on us. even if it falls apart. but judging from the way you freeze up when we make eye contact I know its far beyond that. I know you felt it too. the day we met, how you paused. i know that we would love hard. and fall harder. and if it doesnt work out, it would be devastating. and yet, i would still decide to do it all over again. and you would too. life is too short. I dont want us to be a what-if.

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aliaology · 6 months

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CALL IT WHAT YOU WANT

summary: reader is dating quinn hughes, the man of her dreams, and reader loves knowing he is hers.

pairings: quinn hughes x fem!reader

warnings: so poorly written im sorry, SHORTT

BASED ON “call it what you want” by taylor swift

nobodys heard from me for months, im doing better than i ever was..

you held his hand tightly, watching as texts continue to roll in, like they had for months. you read them, pretended they didn’t exist, and lived your life. lived your life with quinn hughes. it was a quiet one, one you desired, one you needed.

before you went on your long-term hiatus, you thought the world would’ve ended. constant hate online for just doing solely your passion, brought you down a lot. quinn being there every step of the way was what helped.

he was gentle, patient, perfect. he was a daydream, fit like one too.

in some ways you felt like he would die for you, and you of course would do the same. he would do it all for you. someone catcalled you? he’d be on their ass. a storm ruined your house? he’d build a fire, making sure you keep warm. he was a total sweetheart. you had him wrapped around his finger.

as you slowly came back online, small posts with quinn in it would be what you shared, leading everyone to assume. some people called it a situationship, some called it just friends. you didn’t care what people called it, because you knew what it was.

it wasn’t him hugging you in a friendly way. it was him hugging you because he loved you. when he walked with his head down towards you, it wasn’t in embarrassment or just ‘cause. it was because he was trying to hid the pink hue on his cheeks.

it was scary, being so in love with someone after previously failed relationships. you worried it would effect(..?) your entire relationship, but it didn’t. quinn hughes loved you like you were brand new, like you were a queen high above everyone else.

after all the mistakes you made, you were terrified to make them again, but he showed you that its okay to make mistakes. he made you feel special. he sparked your darkest nights up.

when you came public, the way you did it was so simple and quiet. you posted a picture of you, wearing a necklace. his initial was on it. and when people asked why you wore it, you said,

“not because he owns me, but because he really knows me.” which is more than they can say.

uhm i had literally no idea how to end this so its so shitty 💔 im sorry guys

#jack hughes #hockey #quinn hughes #quinn hughes x reader #quinn hughes x y/n

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brcnze · 21 days

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but even after this, you’re still everything to me.

a/n: im not hugely keen on this but thought i’d post it anyway! i hate this luna fic drought we’re all in so much so here’s my contribution hehe! i’ve also only roughly read it through so please ignore any mistakes.

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but even after this, you’re still everything to me.

Everything was a constant reminder of her; the matching toothbrush that shared a home beside her own, the golden smiley face necklace that she had given her as a present because it reminded her of her smile, the excessive amount of half empty condiments still in the fridge, the little westie she saw every day after training and whom still got excited to see her.

Lucy was gone, but the memory of her was far from that.

It had been a grand total of six months since the defender had transferred to her new club. Six months since Ona had felt truly happy. She felt silly really, their relationship had started off as long distance and it was overly common to have to deal with it at some point being a sportsperson.

However, after living the dream life with Lucy for an entire season and becoming so accustomed to having her by her side day and night it utterly broke her when she left. It broke them.

She didn’t blame Lucy, she couldn’t. The defender had wanted to extend her contract with Barça but unfortunately wasn’t offered a renewal. The pair had cried many tears together when they learnt the news, less than ready to face being apart yet again. They spent evenings upon evenings going through offers that Lucy had received and weighing out the pros and cons.

In the end, Lucy settled on Bayern. She had offers worldwide, everyone unsurprisingly jumping at the chance to sign the talented right-back. However, Germany was the closest she could be to Ona and although swearing she would always put her career first, Ona was now her priority.

The day the older woman had left, the last time she closed the door to what had been their shared apartment, she had taken off with a promise. She promised Ona that they would be okay, that she would visit whenever she could and that she would never give up on them.

She kept that promise. Messaging and facetiming Ona at every opportunity, finding as many gaps in her schedule as she could just to fly over to see her, but Ona wasn’t strong enough. The younger woman couldn’t cope with the distance, she’d had a taste of a life with Lucy and having it ripped from underneath her sent her into self sabotage.

Lucy wasn’t stupid, she knew Ona like the back of her hand and so the change in her demeanour was picked up by her instantly.

“Is everything okay?”

Ona looked at her through the screen, the beautiful eyes she loved more than anything filled with nothing but concern. She went to nod, pretend that everything was fine, but it wasn’t and Lucy knew it too.

“I can’t do this anymore.”

The break up was filled with tears. None of the breakups the spaniard had been through had been pleasant, but this was so different. They were both still so deeply in love with the other, they wanted it to work but had both come to the conclusion that they were putting one another through more harm than good.

Lucy was the woman that Ona wanted to spend the rest of her life with. She knew that from day one, but for some reason the clouded thoughts in her brain persuaded her that it would be easier to give it all up rather than fight for it. It was completely out of character for Ona to just give up this easily, but she had never experienced a love like this and love makes you do crazy things.

She spent the rest of the night crying in bed, using Coco as a source of comfort. She didn’t think she could possibly feel anymore shitty until her phone pinged with a message, her heart physically breaking at its contents.

I promise this is the last time i will contact you, but i just had to say this before i let you go.The two years i got to call you mine were easily the best years of my life. I’ll never find another like you Ona Batlle and i hope more than anything that one day we find our way back to eachother. Thank you for everything. I love you, always.

Your Lucia.

They hadn’t spoken since.

Everyone told her it would get better after that, or somewhat easier. It never did. It had been months since the breakup and although she was able to force a smile onto her face at training, the facade instantly slipped as soon as she got a minute alone.

The team were at dinner together after being away for international break. Ona being forcefully dragged out by Mariona against her will after insisting she wanted to stay home. She loved being around her teammates, but the thought of socialising with anyone now aside from her dog felt utterly challenging.

She was sat beside Keira throughout the meal, not missing the concerned glances the ginger would give her every now and again. The spaniard envied Keira in a way, her being the only one on the team who got to see Lucy somewhat regularly. Tossing around a piece of chicken on her fork, she couldn’t help but allow temptation to get the better of her and ask the question on the front of her mind.

“How is she?”

Keira turned to face Ona, her eyes immediately softening as she took in her broken expression.

“She asked me the same question.”

The ginger smiled sadly, not forgetting the same sad look that was on Lucy’s face when she too asked how Ona was doing.

“Her and Georgia are thick as thieves now they play on the same team, but you should really message her yourself. I know it would make her smile from ear to ear because she’s missing you an awful lot.”

Ona hated the way her heart picked up upon hearing that last part. She thought she should be moving on, but it was impossible.

The midfielder didn’t miss the hopeful glint in her eye upon hearing how much Lucy missed her. Some may say it was odd how much care Keira had for her ex girlfriend and her ex girlfriends ex, but she couldn’t deny they were perfect for one another. Herself and Lucy had ended on the best terms possible and she and Ona had made her feel more than comfortable when they all played on the same team, actually forming a genuine friendship that they all valued.

“Long distance is hard, but it really is worth it if you love them enough. I wish more than anything that i got to see Laura everyday but everytime i do get to see her i’m reminded of why i do it.”

The spaniard let out a sigh, grateful for Keira’s kindness but also filled with the thoughts that she wasn’t strong enough to cope with it. She didn’t want to be the reason that her and Lucy both always felt an emptiness when they were apart.

“Thank you, Keira. She would be worth it, of course she would, but i’m just not as strong as you are.”

Keira wanted to argue it, convince Ona that she was indeed strong enough and that the heart ache would never actually go away if she just gave up. However, she also knew that Ona didn’t need to hear that right now, opting to just squeeze her shoulder and offer her a sad smile.

So, for the remainder of the football season Ona did her best to push her sadness to the back of her mind. There was no way she was going to be getting back into the dating scene, that wouldn’t be fair on her or a potential partner. Instead, she focused on finding things that made her happy again and partook in less moping around. She busied herself with old and new hobbies that she found she enjoyed and worked on her ever awful baking skills all the way up until the final match.

Her teammates noticed the change in her, and although the tinge of sadness never quite left, they were overjoyed to get a slice of their happy friend back. The euros were also fast approaching, and having played her last game of the 24/25 season Ona was feeling as ready as ever to play for her country.

The tournament was being held in Switzerland, and having visited a few times already Ona was excited to return to the beautiful country. Amongst the excitement of it all, the spaniard hadn’t even thought twice about the fact that Spain obviously weren’t going to be the only country in attendance. It wasn’t until she was sat on the plane next to one of her best friends, Salma, that the realisation hit her like a ton of bricks.

“You think you’re going to be okay, Oni?”

Ona had given her a questioning look, taking out an airpod to try and gauge what she was referring to.

“Seeing Lucy again and everything.”

That’s when it hit her.

She’d tried to force herself to stop thinking about Lucy as much. She attempted the classic out of sight, out of mind approach and although it hadn’t worked and she still thought about her every single damn minute, she hadn’t actually taken into consideration the fact they were going to be more than likely less than five minutes down the road from one another for the next few weeks.

They hadn’t ended on bad terms at all, the last message Ona received from the english woman being nothing but adorable. However, that didn’t prevent the nervous feeling growing in her tummy at the idea of seeing the woman she loved so dearly after so many months.

“I hadn’t actually thought about it.”

Salma noticed the way her friend was nervously picking at her nails now, placing her hand atop to offer some comfort.

“It will be fine, you don’t need to worry. It’s not like it’s going to be awkward between you or anything.”

For the remaining duration of the flight, Ona couldn’t help but allow her mind to spiral about what seeing Lucy again would be like. She was excited in a way, she missed the older woman more than she ever knew it was possible to miss a human, but she also was filled with nerves.

Herself and Lucy had always struggled to stay away from one another. They were like magnets from the day they met, drawn to one another instantly when in close enough proximity. It was one of the things that made Ona realise just how deep her love for her was, never before being a very physical person.

The spaniard allowed her mind to wander all the way up until she reached her hotel room. The girls all got their own rooms now, which she appreciated for the privacy but also missed the company.

Ona collapsed straight onto the white sheets and as soon as she unlocked her phone, almost immediately found herself mindlessly scrolling through Lucy’s instagram, something she definitely didn’t do on the regular, and smiling to herself at the pictures. Lucy was the most beautiful woman on the planet in her eyes and she couldn’t help but want to appreciate that.

As she scrolled down a little further, she came across her favourite collections of photos. During their relationship they both had agreed to keep it private, but not a secret. So, something they both had enjoyed doing frequently was complying pictures for a photo dump that gave the teeniest subtle hints of the other.

They resembled school girls whenever they’d hit the post button, giggling away to each other about the hidden meanings behind each photo they had chosen.

As she refreshed the page, scrolling back up to the top, she came across a new photo she hadn’t seen before. It had been posted only twenty seconds ago and showed Lucy, grinning widely at the camera as she stepped off a plane. Ona missed that smile more than anything, not being able to stop herself from zooming in to get a closer look at her favourite eyes. She missed looking into them without the preventative barrier of a screen more than anything. However, what she definitely didn’t intend to do at all was like the photo.

As soon as the red heart splayed across the screen, she froze.

“Mierda!”

She muttered to herself, shutting off her phone instantly. It really wasn’t that big of a deal. All she’d done was press the like button, but knowing it was after only twenty seconds of being posted made her internally cringe.

She wasn’t a huge instagram user at the best of times, only really going on there to promote games or post a few photos herself. She rarely ever liked posts and Lucy knew that. It had become a weird sort of game for them both, Lucy knowing that if she ever received a like from Ona it meant that the spaniard had really, really enjoyed the photo.

After a few minutes of cursing herself, face buried into her hands, she felt her phone buzzing multiple times from underneath the pillow she had shoved on top of it.

Lucy Bronze liked your post.

She knows she shouldn’t but Ona couldn’t help the smug smile that wiped across her face. She’d been in the same country as Lucy for approximately an hour and already she couldn’t keep away.

She stared at the collection of notifications, knowing Lucy knew exactly what she was doing and contemplated messaging her. She was weighing up the pros and cons in her head before she finally came to the conclusion of…fuck it.

Stalker.

She kept it short and a reply came almost instantly.

If i remember correctly it was you who liked my post first, within a minute of it being posted may i also add.

You looked nice.

She was feeling brave, eagerly anticipating Lucy's response and not being disappointed when it came through.

So did you.

The spaniard hovered her fingers over the keys, preparing what she wanted to say next when her phone began to ring with a facetime request. She knew who it was before even reading the ‘Lucia’ followed by a pink heart, that flashed up. Ona knew it was a bad idea to answer the call, but it was a bad idea to send her a message in the first place, so to hell with it.

As the screen filled with Lucy, she opened her mouth to speak but was immediately silenced by the sight. The defender had her hair down and splaying across her shoulders, her glasses resting perfectly on the bridge of her nose, a content smile on her lips. She must’ve noticed Ona’s trance as what was a smile turned into a smirk and she took the words right out of her mouth.

“I’ve missed seeing your face.”

Ona blushed at that, mirroring the smirk that Lucy was giving her.

“You are in Switzerland now, too?”

Lucy nodded, “We arrived a couple hours ago. How have you been?”

The pair spoke for hours, but it felt like minutes. Everything always felt so easy with Lucy, and Ona had missed the lighthearted conversations they would share. It was nice to talk to someone and not feel like she was pretending for once. Lucy could tell just by the younger girls' mannerisms that she wasn’t totally herself and she too wasn’t totally herself either. Neither woman had been since the day they had broken up.

Lucy had craved seeing Onas smile for months, but the fact it didn’t quite reach her eyes anymore didn’t go unnoticed by her. She kept pressing her on whether she was really doing okay, and upon being met with an unconvincing nod for the third time she asked her to see her tomorrow.

Ona was sceptical at first, knowing that she would likely break down at some point if she was to see Lucy. However, the opportunity was unlikely to become available again anytime soon so she had to grab it with both hands. She chose to ignore how impossibly further back that would set her on her attempts at moving on, and she honestly couldn’t bring herself to care.

“You’re really up for meeting tomorrow, yeah?”

Lucy questioned, a little taken aback that Ona had actually agreed.

“Si, i would really like to.”

After saying goodnight to Lucy, Ona couldn’t quite comprehend the fact that she would be seeing her tomorrow. She tossed and turned in the hotel bed, thinking about how long it had been and what she was actually going to say to her.

When realisation had hit her on the plane earlier that day that they’d be in the same place, she didn’t think for even a second that tomorrow she’d be willingly meeting up with her. Just the two of them.

The thought of being next to her and not being able to call her love, rest her head in the crook of her neck, trace the outline of her wrist tattoo the way she loved, kiss her senseless seemed impossible. She and Lucy had been drawn to each other from day one, never ever being just friends and always being one hundred times more than that. However, she would have been a fool to turn down her offer after craving just her presence for so many months.

It’s safe to say she went to sleep with Lucy, and Lucy only on her mind that night.

Ona was convinced she had never gotten up and ready faster in her life the next morning. Herself and Lucy had agreed to grab coffee and just go for a stroll around a local park, close to both of their hotels. It was crazy to think that they actually used to do this most days together, and it was now that Ona realised how much she took the most simple of things for granted.

She didn’t plan on telling anyone that she was going to meet Lucy, not wanting to answer any unwanted questions. However, the ridiculously wide smile for only eight in the morning didn’t go unmissed by Mariona.

“What’s got you so smiley chica?”

Ona turned to give her a small shrug.

“Just excited for tomorrow’s game.”

Mariona narrowed her eyes, not believing a single word.

“I know that smile. That’s your Lucy smile, have you seen her?”

The brunettes eyes widened. She loved how close she was with her teammates, but the fact they could analyse her moods this in depth and with such little information made her wish they didn’t know her quite so well.

“How did you kn-“

Mariona cut her off.

“You’ve been a lot happier these past few weeks Oni, but we can all tell it’s a little false. You haven’t looked as happy as you do this morning since Lucy left Barça. Now you’re in the same country and suddenly you’re like the gato de Cheshire!”

Ona sighed in defeat, there was no way she could argue with that.

“Okay fine, you got me. But i haven’t seen her yet. I’m meeting her after breakfast and it’s just as friends, sadly.”

The forwards grin widened even more, impressed with her ability to guess correctly and also happy that two of her best friends would be reuniting again.

“Do you think it’s a bad idea though? I want to see her so badly but i’m…scared.”

Mariona met her with a sympathetic smile, grasping her hand that was nervously picking at her t-shirt.

“There’s no need to be nervous, guapa. I know, we all know, how much you have been missing her and this is the greatest opportunity. Besides, you and Lucy will get back together one day. I know everything, remember.”

Ona let out a huff of a laugh, shaking her head as she got up to scrape the remnants of her breakfast into the bin.

“Gracias, Mario.”

“Don’t have too much fun, Oni. Oh and when you’re done with her tell her i’d like to see her too!”

Mariona called out after her as the spaniard made her way outside with a fond chuckle and a ‘si lo que sea.’

As Ona made her way outside, she stood by the fir tree tucked around the corner from the Spanish girls hotel. She and Lucy had agreed to meet there and so she busied herself with scrolling through her emails she had neglected whilst she waited. She had so many feelings. She was nervous and excited all at the same time, but thankfully the anticipation was cut short as a deep, familiar voice called out to her.

“Ona?”

Her head snapped up at the English accent, emails immediately forgotten.

As soon as she looked into those beautiful eyes properly for the first time again in too many months she felt as though she could turn into a human puddle.

“Hola, Lucia.”

Lucy smiled at the nickname, all the feelings she had been desperately trying to keep bottled up spilling out. She let out a deep sigh as she took in the woman in front of her.

“Wow, i- i can’t believe you’re here.”

Ona mirrored her smile, nodding her head in the direction of the park to begin their walk together.

They chatted non-stop about anything and everything, never once enduring any type of awkward silence and everything felt just like it had many months ago. Lucy brought them

both a coffee, ordering exactly what she knew Ona liked and ignoring the spaniards insistence on paying.

As they carried on, coffees in hand the pair reached a bench in a secluded area, opting to sit down for a while.

“So, how is it at Bayern?”

“It’s okay. The girls are lovely, it’s nice to have Georgia there as a familiar face, but i miss being in Barcelona a lot.”

“I bet you just miss the sun.”

Lucy let out a chuckle at that, knowing how much Ona used to tease her that she was more English than her as Lucy was always such a baby whenever the temperature dropped below twenty five degrees.

“Well that’s a big part of it, yeah. All it does is bloody rain in Germany, but I also miss the food, the views, Narla, the girls…you.”��

Ona’s breath hitched a little. It felt as though she and Lucy had silently agreed not to divulge into their feelings, but knowing she missed her made her heart beat that little bit extra.

She looked her dead in the eye, her own eyes softening at the small expression on her face. The spaniard couldn’t help but reach her petite hand out and place it on Lucy's knee and as if by reflex, Lucy’s hand came to rest on top of Ona’s.

“I miss you too, Lucia.”

Ona swallowed deeply, looking down at their hands as Lucy began to rub small circles across her knuckles. It took every strength within her body to restrain herself from leaning forward and attaching their lips, so instead of doing that she tried to divert the conversation in a different direction.

“So, you don’t have a new girlfriend then?”

The Englishwoman let out a rumbly laugh at the question, deeming it as absolutely ridiculous.

“Don’t be stupid, course i don’t.”

“Well good, i was just checking.”

“Good? Why, what would you have done if i’d said yes?”

Lucy was smirking at her, the smirk that almost always had Ona on her knees.

“Tell her to, how you say? Back the fuck off.”

She knew she should tone down on the flirting, only setting herself up for more pain in the near future. But when Lucy was looking at her like that with that smirk on her face she simply couldn’t help herself.

“That’s hot” Lucy murmured.

Ona couldn’t wipe the grin off of her face, not missing the way Lucy was now trailing her fingertips up her arm. Until, all of a sudden reality came crashing down on her.

It was almost like for a split second she’d forgotten about the fact they weren’t actually together anymore, they’d fallen back into their usual ways the second they’d reunited and it was only now that Ona had to remind herself the woman beside her wasn’t hers anymore.

“Hey, you okay?”

Lucy asked, evidently concerned as the spaniards smile had faltered and her eyes had filled with sudden sadness.

Ona nodded, trying but failing to keep the thick hot tear that now trickled down her cheek at bay.

“Woah, woah what’s the matter?”

The defenders eyes widened, her hand immediately coming up to rest on the small of her back. The sudden change in Onas mood scared her beyond belief, there was nothing she hated more than seeing her in any sort of discomfort.

“It, it’s just-“

She began, stuttering her way through the answer.

“For a second it was like I completely forgot.”

“Forgot about what?”

Lucy questioned, her voice soft and hand never stopping it’s comforting movements across the small back.

“That we aren’t us anymore. I’ve only been with you for no more than an hour and it already feels like the old times again.”

Ona let out a long, shaky breath, desperately rubbing at her now reddened eyes to stop the tears. As she blinked her way through them, her vision becoming a tiny bit clearer, she focused on Lucy, and the way she was looking at her as if she was the only thing that mattered sent another fresh pang across her heart.

“Oh, sweetheart.”

The lioness pulled her into her chest, Ona not even trying to fight it and allowing her head to rest there. She sniffled into Lucy’s training shirt, relishing in the familiar smell of her perfume as she allowed herself to calm down in the embrace.

“It’s so hard, so fucking hard. You have no idea how much I miss you every single day.”

Lucy whispered as she stroked her hair, scratching at her scalp lightly in the way she knew always brought her comfort.

The two women made no attempt to move for a good few minutes, Ona’s sobs finally subsiding as she chose to fully focus on the way Lucy's fingers felt brushing through her hair. She lifted her head from the comfy spot on her chest, sitting back against the bench as Lucy’s eyes followed her with concern.

“Lo siento. I shouldn’t have said anything.”

“No, it’s good to talk about your feelings. You can’t bottle them up all the time, it’s not good for you.”

Ona looked at the ground, not being able to meet Lucy’s eyes again. Her willpower was declining and she knew that as soon she looked at her face again, she would be pressing her lips against said face.

“I need to go.”

“Already?”

Ona nodded, standing up from her spot and any glimmer of hope that Lucy had felt was immediately gone.

“Please don’t just walk away from this, we’re both hurting Ona and it’s not just going to go away.”

The broken tone in Lucy’s voice made her feel all different types of guilt. Deep down she knew she was being stupid. She could get back with Lucy and feel ten times happier, but there was something inside her convincing her she would just be putting them both through pain.

“I’m sorry but I think this was a mistake.”

She walked away without another look back, tears spilling down her cheeks as the sad look on the Englishwoman's face was etched into her mind. Nothing was ever a mistake with Lucy, the only thing being her own actions.

As soon as she entered her hotel, heading straight for the lift she was spotted by Mariona.

“Ay, Ona! Esperar!”

Her teammate called out, chasing after her with a grin on her face that quickly turned into confusion upon seeing her tear stained face.

“I messed it all up, it was going so well and then I just freaked.”

Ona was a blubbering mess as Mariona followed her into the lift. She pulled her into her embrace, rocking her side to side and tried to provide her with the reassurance she needed.

“Come on Oni, tell me what happened.”

Hours had passed and Ona was still trying to explain the internal battle that was going on in her head. Mariona was being so kind, carefully listening to the explanation and offering the best advice she could muster up.

“Do you really not think making it work long distance is an option? You both love each other chica, and that’s how you started this.”

“I know and I feel so stupid. So many people have to do it, you do it. I think i’m just craving the old life we had.”

Mariona nodded in understanding.

“I understand, but it is important to remember that it’s not forever. I miss Lia all the time, but I know that one day we will have the life together we always talk about.”

Ona smiled a little at that, suddenly feeling terrible for rambling on and not asking about her friend's life more often.

“How is Lia?”

“Buena. I’m glad i finally get to spend some time with her here, it makes it all worth it.”

Ona couldn’t help but remember back to her conversation with Keira a few months ago, the ginger saying the exact same thing. The two friends continued their conversation way into the night, both reminiscing on the time both Lia and Lucy had come to watch them play in the nations league final. The spaniard was so grateful to have friends as understanding as her team mates.

Spains first game was the next day and they absolutely flew through it, just like they did the whole tournament really. The euros went by so fast and before she knew it, Ona was preparing for the final game. The final game that was against none other than England. It was like des ja vu for the whole team, except this time around Ona wasn’t giddily messaging her girlfriend the morning before.

After her conversation with Mariona, she had decided not to message Lucy again during the tournament. She had wanted to, felt the need to apologise for the way she took off with barely an explanation. However, she also didn’t want to mess with her head during such a big competition, and figured it would be easier for both of them to have their full focus on getting a win for their country. She had decided she wanted to make a go of it though, nothing could be worse than the feeling she already felt every day. She just hoped and prayed that she wasn’t too late.

As soon as the Spanish team arrived at the stadium they were ushered out onto the pitch to perform their pitch inspection. The England team were already out there and before Ona could even search for Lucy she was being dragged into a hug by Ella.

“Ona! I’ve missed ya.”

The strong northern accent boomed, still never being able to pronounce her name correctly.

“Ah, Tooney. It has been too long.”

Ona replied as she felt herself being slowly lifted off of the ground by the girls strong hug. They caught up for a few minutes, Ona spending most of it in hysterics over whatever Ella was talking about. Until the inevitable question came up.

“You gonna go speak to Bronzey?”

Ona sighed, looking across the grass where she finally found the woman in question. She was chatting to Alexia and Laia, donning a wide smile that Ona wished she was the cause of.

“Si, i will actually. It was nice seeing you though and good luck tonight.”

Ella ruffled her hair before making her way over to Lucia, deciding it was time to pester her now and once she disappeared Ona looked back over at Lucy to find her now alone, scrolling on her phone.

She took a deep breath and made her way over, stopping right in front of her.

“Hola.”

Lucy looked up from her phone, swallowing deeply as she met her eye.

“Oh, hey.”

It was colder than Ona was used to, colder than it had been when she’d seen her only a few weeks ago.

“How are you?”

Lucy nodded, “Im fine. You?”

The spaniard couldn’t hide the hurt on her face now and just simply nodded. She had never been spoken to by Lucy this bluntly before and she instantly felt tears prick at the corners of her eyes.

“I missed you.”

She desperately tried, hoping Lucy would give her something back. She could see the slight break in her demeanour after that, her eyes somewhat softening if only a tiny bit.

“Good luck tonight.”

Was Lucy’s response and as she tried to make her way past her, Ona grabbed her hand. Lucy looked down at the grip Ona now had on her wrist, almost breaking at the way her thumb cascaded across it gently.

“Please, don’t be like this.”

“Like what, Ona? You’ve made it perfectly clear we can’t be together so I don't know how you want me to act?”

There were tears filling in the spaniards eyes now, unable to look anywhere but Lucy but feeling her heart break even more at the hushed way she was shouting at her.

“Im sorry that i ran off the other week. I was scared, Lucy and i didn’t want to hurt either of us anymore than i already have. I just want-“

She was cut off by the whistle, summoning both teams back inside.

“Please, just let me explain after the game.”

Lucy looked down at the way Ona still had a hold of her wrist and then back up to meet her eyes, nodding slowly before she had to walk away and rejoin her England team mates.

Ona let out a deep breath she hadn’t even realised she’d been holding as she walked her way back into the changing rooms. She didn’t really know what she expected, but it definitely wasn’t that. The younger girl couldn’t blame Lucy for being distant with her, but that didn’t make it hurt any less when the one thing she wanted more than anything in the world was Lucy.

When the teams lined up side by side in the tunnel, Ona couldn’t help but turn around to look at Lucy. Though when she turned and found her eyes already on her, she wished she hadn’t as how was she supposed to concentrate on the game now?

It was even worse when she made her way down the line to give hand shakes and high fives to the England team. When she got to Lucy, last as always, she couldn’t help but hold onto her hand for a second longer than what was probably deemed acceptable.

Lucy gave her hand a small squeeze, and there was evidence of a tiny smile growing at the corners of her mouth as she mouthed ‘im sorry.’ This was all the reassurance that Ona needed to go out and play this match.

Little did Ona know that Jordan had been silently observing their interaction during the pitch inspection. She had questioned Lucy on it as soon as they had taken their seats in the changing room.

“What was all that about?”

“What d’you mean?”

Lucy had responded nonchalantly.

“All that out there with you and Ona. Why are you giving her the cold shoulder?”

The defender shrugged, “I'm not.”

Jordan rolled her eyes, "I'm not as stupid as you think. You’ve been non-stop going on about her since the day you broke up, so why were you acting like that?”

“Because I love her Jord, okay? I love her and every time I think about her it bloody hurts.”

The Aston Villa players' face softened, remaining quiet so that Lucy could carry on.

“It hurt me so bad when I last saw her. I thought for a split second there might’ve been a chance but she made it perfectly clear there wasn’t when she upped and left. So, I thought that maybe this time if I was blunt with her, didn’t give her much conversation then I wouldn’t be opening myself up to feeling even more like shit when she inevitably walks away again.”

Jordan let out a sigh, wrapping her arm supportively around her shoulder.

“She seemed like she genuinely wanted to talk to you, Luce. I couldn’t hear what she was saying obviously but maybe she’s had some time to think and genuinely wants to give the long distance a go.”

“Yeah, maybe, I don’t know. I told her i’d speak to her after the game so I just need to focus on getting this win first.”

The game was a tough one to say the least. The world cup champions against the european champions was never going to be a walk in the park, but Ona found she thrived off the intensity. She was playing well, her whole team was playing well and were fuelled by the excitable crowd. However, a last minute goal by Lauren Hemp meant that England had done it for the second time.

The spaniard laid back on the grass, absolutely exhausted from the ninety six minutes she had just endured. She looked around at all of her team mates, noticing the defeat and sadness in their eyes as they hugged one another. As she looked in the other direction though, she caught sight of the England girls with a much different expression on their faces. They all looked so unbelievably happy, tears shed out of happiness rather than sadness which was a huge contrast to the world cup.

She immediately caught sight of Lucy, never failing to be impressed by her ability to always pick her out instantly no matter how many people she was mixed in with. She looked happy, so happy, as she lifted Alex into the air and Ona couldn’t help but smile at the sight.

She hauled herself up off of the pitch, deciding it was best if she went over to console her team mates who had taken the loss particularly hard. Ona was gutted of course, she was as competitive as they came and wanted to win everything she took part in. However, seeing the joy on Lucy’s face eased the disappointment a pretty large amount, which was a fact she would definitely not be sharing with her girls.

Once she’d done the rounds, giving pats on the back and assuring the team that they did their best she caught sight of a shirtless Lucy standing in front of her. It was safe to say her mouth fell visibly agape as her eyes couldn’t decide whether to fix on the woman’s eyes or her abs.

“Im sorry.”

It sounded like a double meaning apology. For the coldness Lucy presented her with earlier, and also for the fact that her team had just beaten Ona’s. She decided to focus on the last part though, if her mind could possibly focus on anything other than the abs staring her right in the face.

She shrugged, “it’s okay, you all deserved it.”

“So did all of you though, you’re a hard team to beat.”

Ona smiled a little, enjoying the sight of the well-deserved gold medal that hung proudly around Lucy’s neck.

“This is for you.”

Lucy said as she chucked her match worn shirt into Ona’s hands.

The spaniard couldn’t help the smug smile that wiped across her face. Ever since the world cup final, Ona had held a pretend grudge against Lucy at the fact she gave Mariona her shirt and not her. Mariona and Lucy thought it was hilarious and would tease her about it all the time, but Ona could not for the life of her understand how she wasn’t the one trading shirts with her own girlfriend.

“Oh, you don’t want me to get Mario? So you can trade with her instead?”

Lucy smirked at her, letting out a huff of a laugh, “well actually, now you come to mention it-“

“Don’t you even dare.”

Ona interrupted, lightly slapping her on the chest.

She took her own shirt off then, handing it to Lucy as she replaced the Spanish jersey on her body with an England one, adorned with ‘Bronze 2’ on the back.

The wide eyed look on Lucy's face and the way she scanned her body up and down certainly didn’t go unnoticed by Ona. Who took it upon herself to give a small twirl so she could see the name on the back.

“Suits me?”

Lucy had to bite down on her own lip to physically stop herself from drooling. She had just won back to back euros, yet she felt like she’d well and truly hit the jackpot seeing the pretty spaniard with her name on her back.

She nodded and lightly took a hold of Ona’s arm, discreetly pulling her away from the pitch and down the tunnel away from prying eyes and cameras. Ona didn’t know what was happening, so when she was dragged into an empty medical room she looked at with a confused expression.

“Im sorry for how I acted with you earlier.”

Lucy blurted it out fast, as if she was scared if she didn’t say it soon enough Ona would be ripped away from her again.

“It’s okay, I understand. I didn’t give you an explanation last time and I am sorry for that.”

Ona looked up at Lucy, delicately intertwining their hands that were dangling by their sides. When she felt Lucy grip on tighter she stepped forward, further into her embrace and reached her other hand up to tilt her chin down to look her in the eye.

“I want to make this work. I thought I was doing the right thing by letting you go, but it is completely impossible to move on from you.”

Lucy pulled her impossibly closer as Ona carried on.

“I get it if I'm too late and you don’t want this but-“

The older woman decided she couldn’t wait any longer. She pressed her lips against Ona’s before she could even finish her sentence, the younger girl sighing happily into her mouth.

Ona reached both her arms up to wrap them around Lucy’s neck, interlinking them at the back to pull their bodies even closer. She let out a deep moan as the older woman pushed her further back against the wall, her strong hand sneaking up the England jersey Ona wore to scratch dully at her abs.

Ona parted her lips only slightly at the sensation, giving Lucy enough access to slide her tongue into her mouth. The room was filled with heavy breaths and pants, both women’s hands not being able to stop exploring the other's body as they had been deprived for so long.

Lucy finally managed to pull away from Ona’s mouth, but only to attach her lips to the inviting skin on her neck. She trailed hot, open mouthed kisses all the way up to her favourite spot behind her ear.

“I want this.”

She whispered, taking a tiny nip.

“I want you.”

Another kiss.

As the Englishwoman made her way back down to Ona’s jaw they were startled by the door swinging open, forcing them both apart and none other than Mariona walking in.

“Mierda! ¡Lo siento, chicas!”

She hurriedly said, hands covering her eyes.

“You can open your eyes, Mario.”

Lucy said with a chuckle as the Spanish woman slowly blinked one eye open to check it was safe before removing both of her hands entirely.

“You see Oni, I told you I knew everything! Oh and congratulations Lucy, I'll come and see you once you’re done…here!”

Mariona said before winking at Ona and exiting the room.

Ona let out a huff of a laugh, wrapping her arms tightly around Lucy’s waist as she lay her head on her chest.

“What was she on about?”

Lucy questioned, stroking her hands through Ona’s hair as she felt her grin against her chest.

“Oh, nada.”

She pulled her head out of Lucy’s chest, looking up at her with a look that could only be described as utter adoration.

“We are going to alright, aren’t we Lucia?”

“As long as we’ve got each other we’ll be fine, princesa.”

#lucy bronze #ona batlle #lucy bronze x ona batlle #woso fanfics #mariona caldentey #jordan nobbs #angst with a happy ending #fluff

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sohnric · 4 months

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BELOVED — E. SOHN

pairing: eric sohn x fem! reader

genre: hurt/comfort, friends to lovers. angst, fluff. the tiniest bit of swimmer! eric for some reason. wrote this in a moment of weakness handle with care!! :~)

word count: 2.4k

warnings: reader is said to be red in the face from the cold (alludes to specific skin color - im sorry i wrote this for me only and yall just get to read it), swearing, insecurity and jealousy, unspecified mental illness (?)

a/n: once again thank you to @csenke for beta reading and encouraging me to post this :p and also for existing. ily <3 btw swimmer eric is such a concept it gave us both whiplash maybe i need to revisit this in a full fic....

The coldness of the crisp evening makes you sniffle, your bones freezing and fingers going numb even in the comfort of your coat pockets. Your brain is full of thoughts fighting amongst each other, running around and hitting the corners of your head, slowly causing you an annoying migraine. You now regret not taking your headphones with you, because the music could help you drown out the noise of your inner voice, but the you from an hour ago that decided to go on a walk to clear your head had other plans for you, so you now have to suffer the stream of your thoughts instead. The stream is so loud you swear you can hear it resonating through the silent campus, but you know that’s a foolish thought, so you fight it away with a bitter chuckle.

Eyes zeroing on the orange fluorescent lights coming from inside of the building you’re standing in front of, you start feeling a little silly for coming here. It’s not like you think you’d be sent away, but there’s also that little bugging voice inside of your brain that keeps reminding you that you weren’t invited. Your feet have dragged you here without your consent or order. One moment, you were walking down the river, shuddering from the cold, and the other, you found yourself in front of the pool– as if the tugging of your heart was stronger than your own brain, stronger than your own thoughts.

Sometimes you feel bad for taking it all out on him. At least that’s what you suppose you’re doing– with your annoyed remarks whenever he checks in on you, with your sighs whenever he asks what’s wrong. It’s not like he’s incorrect with his suspicions– he always somehow knows you’re in a bad mood, no matter how hard you try to mask it– you just don’t often feel like discussing the matter with him. Or anyone, really. Sometimes, you feel bad for pushing him away or not texting him back. Sometimes you feel truly shitty for the fact that you can’t open up to him, no matter how hard you try.

And sometimes, you just truly think that he wouldn’t care. It’s weird how your mind works– someone could spend so much time with you, making memories together and laughing at your jokes, yet, your mind could convince you that they don’t really like you at all in the first place. That this is some sort of a game they’re playing, trying to see how long you can stay convinced that they enjoy your presence in their life before you notice and they step away. You don’t even know where this conviction is coming from. If you knew, maybe you could fix it. If you could locate it, you’d try to delete the flawed code from your system.

Sometimes, you think he doesn’t care about how you are, what you’re doing, what you think. It has nothing to do with the way he treats you; more so with the anxiety nibbling at the corners of your brain whenever he talks to anyone else– with the constant fear of being replaced, of having him find someone better, someone less difficult to be friends with. In its full essence, the image is terrifying. You think your world would crumble if you lost another person in your life.

More so, you think your world would crumble if you lost him. You recognize that there’s a constant desire in the depths of your heart to be someone’s favorite– his favorite– to be the person someone would choose in a room full of people. To be the one they walk up to first with a smile and their arms wide open.

And it’s silly. You’re his best friend. He tells you so every day. It’s the way you’re introduced to everyone out of his circle that you meet on parties or at campus.

Admittedly, you like hearing him say it. Best friend– the title shows you’re the best at something: at being his companion, at making him laugh, at being there for him, whatever it is that you do to earn that sticker. The title shows that you’re somebody’s favorite– his favorite– and it makes you deeply satisfied with yourself. It makes you proud, even.

Some days, you still have a hard time believing it, though. Some days, you still feel stranded. Lonely. Isolated. It’s weird.

Somehow, your heart, your feet and the unconscious part of your brain took you right where you knew you’d find him. You didn’t choose to go here– if you realized you were nearing the building, you would’ve even tried to stop yourself– and as you contemplate turning on your heel and going back home, hell, you even take the first step away from the pools, the sound of the main door opening and his voice calling for you makes you halt in your movements, gluing you to the pavement.

Sometimes, the heart knows what it needs even before you get a chance to register it.

“Y/N! How long have you been standing there?” he calls after you, making you bite down on your lower lip. There’s no escaping him now– you guess it’s for the better, though.

Turning towards him, a guilty look spreading over your features, you shrug. “Not long.”

“It’s freezing out here! Why didn’t you come inside?” he asks, a wrinkle forming in between his eyebrows as he walks closer to you, his friends from the swim team patting his back and saying their goodbyes to the two of you as they pass the commotion on their way out.

“I didn’t want to intrude your practice,” you peep, sniffling a little from the cold.

“Gosh, you always do this,” he says, rolling his eyes at you. He almost looks mad at you, and by the way he raises his voice and throws his arms in the air in frustration, you think you’re correct with assuming he might be. “I texted you the whole day! Hell, I called, even though I know how much you hate phone calls. And I get that you probably didn’t feel like talking, but a simple ‘I'm okay, don’t worry’ text would’ve been nice!”

Dragging his hand through his hair in defeat, he shakes his head at you. “Besides, you can’t just keep shutting me off every time you are having a hard time, for god’s sake! Not only do I worry, but I hate seeing you suffer all alone.”

Chewing on the inside of your cheek, you listen patiently to his lecture. You know he’s right– he almost always is, because the rational side of your brain ceases to exist every time your insecurities fail you– so there’s really no aim in trying to argue or fight with him.

Eric sighs as he steps even closer to you, adjusting the strap of his duffel bag on his shoulder before he reaches for the hood of your jacket and puts it over your head. “You could’ve texted me you were here, I’d leave practice early for you,” he says, voice now softer as he stands in front of you, not really wanting to scream straight into your face.

You shrug in response, not really knowing what to say. Telling him you contemplated leaving just seconds before he found you here would make him even more mad with you, so you choose to gloss over that fact. Besides, it’s kind of comforting, the way his words work. The way his presence calms you, makes the screaming match of your thoughts drown out with his firm comments and scolding remarks. His words, although full of frustration, make your insides warm up and your muscles relax, like you’re coming undone.

His face shows concern. His actions speak even louder than his words when he tugs the sides of your hood closer together at your neck, the hole for your head previously exposing your bare skin and making you shiver. “Couldn’t you dress more warmly? Do you want to catch a cold?” he mutters, shaking his head in disbelief. “You scutter here all unannounced, wearing close to nothing, and expect me to not be frustrated with you?”

You study his expression for a while. It’s not often you get to see Eric from so up close, but even in the darkness of the evening, you recognise the familiarity of his close-to-flawless features. Anchoring yourself into his gaze for a second, you move to study the sculpture of his cheekbones, the furrowed nature of his brows, the slope of his cupid’s bone. His hair falls into his eyes, making you instinctively drag your hand up and move his bangs out of the way, having the male wince at the contact of your fingers with his skin. “Hell, your hands are cold! You didn’t even take gloves? It’s minus five degrees outside!” he grunts.

It makes you chuckle. You did something nice for him, yet, there he is– complaining about the fact that you have yet again failed to take care of yourself. “I’m not even surprised, y’know, since you didn’t put on a scarf either, but sometimes I wish this little brain of yours,” he point his finger to the side of your temple, “had better self-preservation instincts,” he finishes as he fishes for something in his pocket.

Taking out his own gloves and holding them up to you so you can slip your numb fingers into the fabric, he continues on with his little tangent. “Next time,” he adds when you’re successfully wearing the warm garment, “text me as soon as you get here, okay? And look outside before you go out, so you know what to wear. Maybe open that little weather app on your home screen, even. Might be helpful,” he jokes, although a little dryly, as he brings out a scarf from his duffel bag, tying it around your neck and almost suffocating you with how tight he wraps it, making sure you’re defrosting under his tender care.

When he’s done dressing you up like a doll, you’re left staring at him speechless. Eric reciprocates the gaze, something gentle, yet worried mirroring behind his dark orbs. There’s comfort lingering in the air now that you’re not so cold, and with the added essence of his existence, the act of living doesn’t seem like such a hassle anymore. You feel lighter, in a way.

“Sorry,” he hums after a heartbeat of silence, “how are you feeling?” he asks, an apologetic look sent your way when he realizes he slipped into a heated lecture again, not knowing that this is exactly what you wanted and unknowingly came here for. (For his furrowed eyebrows and the crease in between them, his worried orbs and words tinted with frustration, showing you that he cares and wants you to be safe. For his little tangent, yet also gentle touches as he takes care of you and makes sure you’re staying warm. For the familiar look in his eyes, whispering to you that you’re the only thing in the whole world that matters to him right in this moment and always, forever.)

You smile at the clueless boy. It seems to make something in him settle into a more comfortable place. “All better now,” you reply.

“Good,” he says. “God, you look awful,” he jokes– laughing airly to reference the state of your frozen face– cheeks and the tip of your nose red, eyes watery from the wind, hair messily sticking out from the bottom of your hood– as one of his hands comes up to cradle your face and squish your cheeks together, turning your chapped lips into a big pout. The contact of his skin on yours makes your stomach feel light with the contrast of his warm hand on your cold face, all your senses coming alive when his voice drops a few octaves lower, seriousness tinting his tone. “Promise me to take better care of yourself from now on?”

Nodding, not really having it in you to even make a noise, you watch as the male studies your face for a while. In any other circumstance, his gaze would make you shy away, but not now. Not when everything seems suddenly so simple, not when all your worries seem to slip through your fingers. When his eyes point towards your lips– your puckered, dry mouth– a sense of expecting takes over you, a strange kind of excitement buzzing in the tips of your fingertips. When you breathe in through your half-clogged nose, the mixed scent of his fabric softener coming off the scarf tied tightly around your neck and the smell of the shower gel he uses to wash the chlorine off after his swimming practice hits your nose, making you a little light-headed. No words are spoken as the male suddenly leans in and presses a quick peck to your lips.

His warm lips meet with yours in what seems to be a second-long contact, but it’s enough to have the ghost of his touch lingering, enough to make your stomach churn in joy.

The action was so painfully casual– as if it was second nature to him. As if there was no reason for him to contemplate the decision– as if this was what he wanted to do all the time, and so he did it. Sometimes, actions speak louder than words.

Selfishly, though, you must admit you need both– you need the words just as much as the actions. Good thing Eric knows you so well– sometimes you think it’s even more than you know yourself.

“Now come on, let’s get you home,” he hums, hugging you to him with his right arm as you two walk down the sidewalk, “wouldn’t want my beloved girl to freeze to death right here.”

His beloved.

The words resonate in your brain. This time, it’s a good type of screaming match happening with your thoughts– all worries battled, using his sentence to cut out the bad parts like a sharpened knife. This time, your mind is full of fireworks and excited buzzing, sending the happy signals all across your body, helping you fight winter with the power of gentle loving.

And sure, you know that those feelings might come again. There’s no way of telling when the skeletons will appear, hunting down your happy thoughts. But you know that even if they do, you will always somehow find your way back to Eric, and he’ll make sure to remind you of what you need to hear, and you’ll be okay again.

You guess The Beatles were right after all. Maybe all you need is a little love sometimes.

#deoboyznet #the boyz #tbz #eric sohn #sohn youngjae #the boyz angst #the boyz fluff #tbz angst #tbz fluff #eric sohn angst #eric sohn fluff #eric sohn x reader #tbz x reader #tbz scenario #the boyz x reader #the boyz scenario #sohn youngjae x reader #sohn youngjae fluff #sohn youngjae angst

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itsokjunii · 2 months

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hey hey its ya boy juni

alrighty so uhhh this isnt really meant to alarm people at all, but more to warn others in the near future ig (plus i kinda suck at explaining so bare with me alr?? thisll all be explained from my experience, so please feel free to add on!! dwjjhwjwq)

okok so recently, there was this one miiblogger by the name of "IsaactheMii", who'd mostly post abt stuff like miitomo, miitopia, TL, etc etc.

so like. you may be thinking, "whar?? didn't isaac get deactivated??" thats exactly what im gonna cover dude!! this is to get some confusion out of the way :-D

recently, i made a post abt like, if you give a hc to my mii, i'll hc yours, and isaac decided to participate,, in a way that wasn't so uhhh sfw in a way?? heres one example lmao

i really don't think he was tryna be like, creepy in a way, or at least thats what i think?? idk idk but it kinda made me and the other dudes of miiblr uncomfortable, and just really, he'd always portray my mii as a bully and say sum transphobic stuff about him,, and this snapshot is just A PEBBLE compared to these nexts chats,, so come suffer with me!! :*]

cringe up ahead watch out

alright so uhh lets move to the discord chats shall we!!! im gonna say like, about 2 months ago?? damn not even a month actually,, isaac joined the miicord server, and like. he did small stuff like, bashing others opinions and spamming stuff, to starting fights with other members,, (sadly i dont have proof cuz hes banned but majority of miiiblr should know know what i mean yeah??)

eventually, the drama got so bad, to where isaac deactivated his acc as a whole, about a day ago. making a shitty apology post saying that he "messed up" with me and another user, just kind of guilt tripping all of us, only to piss off the majority of miiblr more lmao

eventually later, isaac got banned from miicord for whatever reason me thinks?? but i was told that he told everyone in there to oof themselves, which just led him to ban evading and making another account

eventually he didnt even last a day,, not even an hour,, and he just said some pretty nasty uhhh

stuff to miicord,,

unfortunately, this is all the snapshots i could get from my brilliant pal in crime, @wii-no-ma on discord. but i think yall get my point,, isaac has done some pretty nasty stuff in the past, from saying the most toe curling, eye widening, jaw dropping shit, (ohhh man cut that out,, that aints funny) to just straight up sending death threats to people bruh

anyway, thats all i really needed to post lol. obviously its nothing alarming to the point where miiblr is in danger and whatnot, but i decided to make this for future purposes in case isaac does decided to come back yk?? anyway this next bit is for isaac

ay isaac, if youre uhh reading this,, youre like. always allowed to rejoin miiblr, just please dont expect us to like, welcome you back in open arms or anything yk?? what you did and said was like. really arrogant and immature, but we cant stop you from rejoining miiblr. may things go the way you want in the future and that you'll get the help that you need soon. cheers.

big thanks to @wii-no-ma and @evanorasworld for the snapshots :]

#non serious post #miiblr #sorry if this sounds like a massive shitpost lmao #i swear i tried to explain this the best that i can

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pixleslutz · 2 months

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Hello my sunflowers welcome to my Galintines Day Cafe

Happy Valentine’s Day my Sunflowers 💖

I originally wrote like 5 of these cause l've had a shitty week because of my "friend" of 2 years decided to break our friendship off because she accused me of something I didn't say but turned it around to make it look like I did ."friend" am I right? And a bunch of other things But enough of my life events how are you guys hope yall are doing well 💜.i locked in at like 5pm yesterday and I decided to write a few more but not all 20 something i apologize for that..the others will be written separately on another day when i feel better 💜🫡

Also you can check my pinned post on my blog for requests 💜

Words:4,929

Characters: Zoro,brook,Kidd,corazon,crocodile,sanji,robin,nami,Cesar,gojo,toji,choso,megumi

Also you might can tell that I gave up on the Valentine’s Day plot in some 😭I’m srry for that I was just so over it and it might be shitty but I tried I’m still playing around with my writing

And beware my writing will probably be ooc

But Without further ado enjoy my sunflowers

Zoro,

Ah Valentine's Day was coming to an end y/n figured Zoro forgot today was special little did she know he didn't ..you were setting on the rails of the thousand sunny overlooking the sea while everyone else went drinking you decided to stay back not wanting to bother with a hangover.. Zoro stayed back with you to keep you company "hey y/n how about you and I take a stroll around town ?"

.."sure that doesn't sound to bad " so you both walked off the sunny after about 30 minutes of walking Zoro brought you to a nice little mountain side that overlooked the sea "oh Zoro how beautiful how did you come upon this ?" ..well earlier when we were in town I kinda got lost and found this place " he said rubbing the back of his neck looking away from you .."oh and here happy Valentine's Day pumpkin " he then handed you the f/c bag of homemade chocolate .."awe Zoro did you make this just for me ?" " yeah sanji helped me a little " ..thank you babe i really appreciate this "you said and walked up to him and engulfed him into a hug after a moment you pulled back and pulled him down into a loving kiss "I love you Zoro " .."I love you too y/n

brook,

"Happy Valentine's Day y/n my lovely..I've got something very special to share with you! " .."happy Valentine's Day to you to brook my love what might you have to share?" You said as you put your book down that you were reading.."well let's just say I'm taking you on a little date " ..oo sounds fun when are we leaving?" "Whenever you want my lovely !" So you got up from your seat and told brook you were going to change really quick and then you both could head out .."alright brook im ready !" He then turned around to see you .. you were adorned in a blouse with hearts all over with black jeans and some tall combat boots "you look so beautiful y/n !" .."now let's get going " he held out his hand and you took it he quickly told the crew you two were heading out for the day ..after walking through town you both went to a restaurant and ate then stopped at a ice cream parlor and got some yummy ice cream and to conclude the evening you both went into a shop to browse around brook spotted a beautiful hair tie and ring he knew you'd like you had already looked around the whole store so you told brook to take his time that you'd wait for him outside so he quickly went back to grab both items and paid for them and got the nice lady at the counter to put it in a small box ..brook somehow hid it from you the whole time back to the thousand sunny you both stood to watch the sun set

"What a wonderful Valentine's Day don't you agree brook ?".."yes but " he then got down on one knee and pulled out the ring "but what ?"and you turned to look at him you seen that he was proposing you started crying as the crew cheered in the background "y/n will you make me the happiest skeleton in all of the world and please be my wife ?" .."yes brook yes !" He slipped the ring on your finger "now I can safely say today was a wonderful Valentine's Day Yohoho!"

Kidd,

You had been sick for a few days now and you'd hoped you'd be better by today which was Valentine's Day you wanted nothing more but to spend today with Kidd but your plans got soiled by your own immune system "curse you immune system!" A few tears fell from your eyes that soon turned to full on sobs the whole crew distanced themselves from you even your own boyfriend didn't even bat an eye in your direction .."Kidd where are you headed ?" Killer asked as he seen his friend stauntering off the ship he didn't answer he just kept walking..Kidd knew today was a special day because you had it marked on the little calendar in the kitchen so he went in a bunch of shops to pick up different things he thought you'd like so he fixed the little basket he had up looking as cute as possible not his type of thing but it was for you so it was a exception so he started his trek back to the Victoria punk but he stopped at a restaurant and ordered some food for the both of you ..when he got back he went straight to your room and barged in "y/n you up ?"...... no answer so he flicked the blanket off of you seeing you with tears falling down your face "y/n what's wrong ?" His rough demeanor crumbled when he seen you crying "well to start off everyone has been avoiding me like the plague second of all you have been avoiding me aswell and I just feel like shit because I'm sick third it's Valentine's Day and I really wanted to spend it with you but I can't " .."yes you can here happy Valentine's Day baby " he gave you the basket he prepared for you .."awe Kidd thanks for this I love you !" It was nothing baby and I love you too now let's eat so he went and retrieved a small table and a stool for him to set on and a candle after he got everything set up you both started eating after you both got done you started dozing off after you completely fell asleep Kidd cleaned up and came back and picked you up and brought you to his room and you both went to sleep

Corazon,

“hey Cora-San"law asked pulling on Cora's coat "what is it law ?" "Since today is Valentine's Day can we make y/n something?".."how sweet of you sure we can !go get the craft supplies from the closet "so law brought all the supplies they needed to make some things for you he made a few paper flowers,and a card "how does it look Cora-San ?" ..he then handed him the card ."she'll love it law good job" he handed it back and law smiled at the card "now how about we run to town real fast and get some flowers and some chocolate?" "Sounds good " so they walked into town and found a flower shop and Cora let law pick some roses for you to put with the ones he picked for you and they made a beautiful bouquet and they grabbed a box of chocolate and payed and went back home to wait for you to get home from work .. "Rosi,law I'm home !" Cora ran over to give you a hug and tripped on a book law had laying on the floor "oomph" ..law had been in his room reading when he heard you were home so he grabbed the things he made running to show you but you were busy helping Cora up "welcome home angel how was work ?" .."same old same old .how were you guys day ? "Well let's just say it was pretty fun huh law ?" Law then ran up to you both "happy Valentine's Day y/n " he gave you the homemade flowers and card and you read it "awe law you are so sweet "you then picked him up and hugged him "now for what I got you” he brought you over to the counter where the chocolate and vase of flowers were "happy Valentine's Day my angel " "Rosi this is beautiful thank you both so much "you pecked them both on the cheek and sat down and shared the chocolate between the 3 of you

Crocodile

After a long exhausting day at work my shift is finally over and I can finally go home to see my amazing husband crocodile .

I grab my bag and phone and head out as I'm leaving I wave at the secretary and tell her I'm taking my leave.

As I'm headed home I quickly send him my location because he likes to make sure I make it home safely

. He texted back and said he was home waiting on you. You texted back and said you should be there in 5-6 minutes if you weren't home in that time period something probably happened.... (Due to you being his wife ) .(yall live 5 minutes from your job)

I pocket my phone and keep walking after walking for about 3 minutes

I get a rag put over my face and drug into and ally before I passed out I noticed that this person was one of makiyokos men that I seen on the news and are one of the cross guilds rivals.

I try my best to fight but the drug on the rag worked faster .

Timeskip to makiyokos hideout

"Boss we got her like you asked" isamu said

"Awesome now we can draw the cross guild in with her missing" his boss Akari said

As I open my eyes I see 2 men infront of me I recognize them and Aoki Akari and his #1 sato isamu

Akari speaks up and says with a laugh ... "you were the perfect target to draw the cross guild in to us.

You wondered when crocodile would notice you weren't home on time ..

A few hours go by and I started hearing gunshots.. already knowing who it was you waited patiently while still being tied to the chair...

Akari and isamu waited patiently next to you with their guns drawn waiting for whoever walked through the door

You hear mihawks voice from outside the door saying "this is the last room boss "

You sat watching in fear tears falling from your eyes .. fearing that mihawk would get shot

He breaks down the door you shut your eyes and no gun went off oh look up and see that both of their guns jammed.. what luck you thought..

Then crocodile and buggy along with mihawk walked in and buggy shot Akari and Isamus leg making them fall down ...

"You son of a bitches I thought you'd never get through my guards "said Akari

"Well they were pretty weak in my opinion said "mihawk

Crocodile then announced to buggy and mihawk to take them to the hideout

Crocodile then untied you from the chair and you immediately locked your arms around his neck and put your legs around his waist and he held you for a few seconds while you cried

Then he started walking out of makiyokos hideout headed back home

Timeskip to y'all getting home

You slept a little on the way home waiting till you were in the privacy of your own home to talk to croc

As he picked you bridal style out of the passenger's seat he took you inside and took you to the bathroom he then set you on the granite countertop and drew you a bath

You undressed yourself and got in the water he then told you to scoot up where he could get in behind you

He then asked how all this happened and you began to explain

As you were explaining he started to massage your shoulders a lil

After you finished explaining you both sat in silence for a moment then washed yourself off then got out of the tub and headed to y'all's shared bedroom

After you got dressed you walked back into your shared room croc was already dressed waiting on you in bed he throws the sheets back and pats his body and says "come here sunshine" and you layed on him and buried your face in his chest

He wraps his arms around you and holds you for a few moments before letting go and making you look at him

He then pulls you in for the most soft kiss that was full of love

You both pulled away and he spoke up saying that you wouldn't be going out for a while without having him or a guard by your side

He then said since it's the weekend tomorrow he was going to take you on a date

You smiled and said thank you for everything he did today and kissed him again

He smiled and said "your welcome I'd do anything for my dearest sunshine "

You asked him to sing the song my only sunshine to you and he did

You slowly drifted to sleep happy and listening to crocodile sing as he played with your hair

and after he knew you were asleep he then drifted off to sleep himself

Gojo,

Y/n had been friends with Gojo and geto for 3 years now and 2 years ago she and geto started dating y/n loved geto and enjoyed when they hung out ..but geto just dated her because of a bet he had going with some of his friends...they told him if he dated her for 1-2 years they would pay him a lump sum of money and he agreed..Gojo never found it entertaining to watch his best friend date y/n and then talk shit behind her back ..Gojo always hung out with her when geto wasn't around but she never noticed how much geto was using her ...until now you and Gojo were walking around the park because Gojo thought it would be fun to spend Valentine's Day together until you both seen geto making out with some random girl .. Gojo panicked and stood infront of you and embraced you he then went on saying..."y/n I can't keep this a secret anymore.. hell I'm sorry I even kept it a secret from you but geto is only dating you for a bet insane am I right?"... it finally hit you as to what geto was doing while he was gone is he was hanging out with this random girl he never loved you .. you hugged Gojo tighter and a few tears escaped your eyes you then let go of him and he gave you a sorrowful smile you then grabbed his hand and turned back around and asked Gojo to take you on a drive...after about 20 minutes of driving around in silence you told him you wanted to go home .. when you arrived at your house you told gojo to come in ... you both sat down on the couch waiting for geto to come in

15 minutes later

"Y/n I'm home happy Valentine's Day !... oh Gojo what are you doing here at this time ? "

"Geto tell her the truth even though I've already told her "

"Tell her what? "he said with a panicked tone

"About how you're dating her just for a bet and that you're dating another girl for real "

Geto just sighed and said "I got bored 2 weeks into our relationship and just decided to go to her she's way better anyway" and after that he left

Gojo turned to y/n and just looked at her

Y/n spoke up "I can't believe I was oblivious to the fact that he didn't love me and that he was cheating on me wow im so stupid aren't I Gojo ?"

"No y/n you aren't stupid Geto is"

"He was an absolute idiot to cheat on an amazing angel like yourself "

He then took this moment to confess

"Y/n I know you and geto just broke up or whatever but I've held this in ever since I met you "

"Y/n I love you so much please take my confession seriously and think about it ok ?"

You nodded

He got up and walked to the door and you quickly stopped him and asked if he wanted to stay for the night

He then said " ok sure anything for you my angel "

He then asked "hey don't you have a spare set of my clothes? "

"Yeah go in my room and they are on the top shelf of my closet"

He went in and got them stopping before he left your room because he spotted a picture you had on your dresser by your door .. it was a picture of you and him at the Christmas festival last year he picked it up "geto was such an idiot to cheat on you y/n don't worry I'll take care of you "he thought as he put the picture back down

He then went and took a shower

After he got out he walked to the living room to find no one

He then walked to your room where he found you laying in your bed he then climbed in and held you from behind

"My Angel whatcha thinking about hmmm??"

"everything "

He then sat you both against the headboard and set you on his lap and put your head on his chest and held you there

For once you actually felt the love you seeked

Gojo then started singing a song

You slowly dozed off before you fully fell asleep you said "Gojo thank you for today I love you "

He then looked down at you in his arms and kissed your forehead and whispered "I love you to my angel I promise to treat you with all the love and care you deserve and if your up for it I'll take you on a proper Valentine's Day date tomorrow "

And he slowly fell asleep aswell

Toji,

You and megumi were strolling the streets of shibuya for Valentine's Day megumi mentioned you and he should go on a mother son date so you both bought some ice cream and sat outside and ate it enjoying each others company until you heard a familiar voice your ex husband toji fushiguro "y/n,megumi ?" You froze and megumis eyes widened "what are you two doing in shibuya ?" "Shit" you cursed under your breath "we're just having a mother son date why do you ask? " ."well I was on the way to your apartment to talk to you " .."oh well I guess we can go I'll drop gumi off at Gojos place " so you two headed to gojos to drop megumi off .so when you both got to your apartment Toji was the first to speak "y/n I know I shouldn't have left you for 5 years because of my shitty job but I just recently found out that I had a son so I decided to give up that life to try and reconcile with you and be here for both you and megumi " .."it'll take some time for me to accept you again but you can rent an apartment next door and come visit but I'm not gonna let you in my heart again that easy got it ?" .."100%clear got it " then there was a ding at the door you got up seeing that it was Gojo "hey y/n I have to go on a mission for a week can you please babysit yuji for me ?" .."sure Gojo no problem.im sure megumi will enjoy that aswell huh megs?" He knoded holding onto gojos pant leg obviously nurvous of the strange man setting in the living room ..so after Gojo handed both kids over to you ..you introduced Toji to him and megumi didn't like his vibe at all so he just walked off with yuji in tow .."well looks like megumi won't crack that easily huh ?" ..."looks like it ..welp i better get going where i can pack my stuff and move in soon ..I'll see you in a week ..adios " and then he left and you went to start cooking dinner for you and the 2 kids

Choso

As y/n sat down to do a makeup look for Valentine's Day just for fun but her boyfriend choso walked in and sat behind her on her bed

As y/n finished the last touches on her makeup she turned around and asked choso how it looked

"It looks amazing sweetheart but i want you to do mine now" he said as he looked you in the eye and crossed his arms thinking you wouldn't

"Of course babe I'll do your makeup "

He then smiled

You told him he needed to relax his face and he did as he was told

You picked up some Foundation and applied it to his face

After you blended it out you then grabbed some concealer and applied It

After you got the base makeup put on

You moved on to eyeshadow and eyeliner

After you got that put on and perfected you smiled and said all done

But then you thought......

"Hey choso can I do your hair ?"

"Of course sweetheart make me look cute"

You then grabbed 2 ponytail holders and put his hair up in 2 braids

You giggled at how cute he looked

He then asked if he could see you said of course

He giggled and hugged you and gave you a kiss and said he loved it

Then all of a sudden choso got a call from his friends saying they wanted to go out drinking

Choso really didn't care if the guys seen him with makeup on and pigtails

He asked if you wanted to come with him and you obliged because this wouldn't be the first time you went drinking with choso and his friends so you both hopped in the car and headed out

After a good majority left you and choso stayed to chat with his 2 other friends and some locals

the guys gave choso a few looks but never said anything

Until your best friend showed up with her boyfriend and seen you and choso had your makeup done

Oh look how cute your makeup is choso I wish my man would let me do his like that one day she said with a smile and a short giggle

Her boyfriend then scoffed and said I would but I don't want to be judged by the guys ..maybe in private one day

You then thought of an awesome plan you smirked and looked at her .."hey how about we have a day soon and do their makeup ? "

"Sure y/n that would be great but we really have to go I have to go check on my puppy " then you all bid your goodbyes

After you and choso got home you took his makeup off for him and you both got showered and got ready for bed "I love you y/n " "love you too choso"

Robin

It was 1am when you felt Robin moving around a lot so you set up and turned the bedside lamp on ..seeing Robin having another panic attack you woke her up "Robin honey wake up " she opened her eyes jolting up "come here honey let me hold you " so she relaxed into your arms "do you want to talk about it ?" You asked as you kissed her head "no not really it's just my past that's all " .."I promise Robin nothing like that will ever happen again ".."can you sing me a song please y/n ?" .."sure anything for you " you then started singing her favorite song and she slowly started to drift off to sleep

Nami

You and Nami had broken up a week ago and things weren't quite well for either of you ..you both wanted to make up again but couldn't find the courage to ask the other person ..until you talked to robin about it she told you you should give it a try that it should most definitely work so you took her advice and shoot your shot "hey Nami can I talk to you for a minute." .."sure what's up ?" .."well you know how we broke up a week ago .. could we maybe get back together?" .."sure y/n we can it's been the worst without you ".."omg i know right its like I couldn't function without you " .."I've missed you Nami " .."I've missed you too y/n "

Cesar

"Hey Cesar want to make some cupcakes with me ?" You asked as you poked your head through the lab door "sure y/n just give me a second " .."ok I'll be in the kitchen waiting " so you went and got all the ingredients for tonight's dinner and the cupcake mix and ingredients and after you had grabbed the eggs from the fridge Cesar came up to the kitchen island watching you put the ingredients on the table "I'm here y/n what are we doing first?" .." let me preheat the oven real quick and we can start with the cupcakes .grab me a bowl from the cabinet please" he sat the bowl down on the table as you heated the oven "alright now cupcake time “you said with jazz hands you poured the batter into the bowl and Cesar cracked the eggs and poured the oil and he mixed it so you prepped the pan with liners and let Cesar spoon the mix in the pan you then got some batter on your finger and smeared it on his nose you couldn’t help but giggle “hey why did you do that “ you then stopped giggling and kissed it off his nose “that wasn’t to bad was it ?” .”hmph” ..”awe don’t pout “ you put the cupcakes in the oven as he went over to the island and sat down watching you as you prepared some pasta you then pulled the cupcakes out of the oven and set them on the counter to cool after you got done cooking it was time to ice them and you made them as cute as possible and you plated you and Cesar’s food and set them down at the dinner table and got some drinks and you both ate enjoying each others company and sharing a short conversation and you went back to the kitchen and grabbed the cupcakes and sat them infront of Cesar “try one “ he picked one up and took a bite “these are delicious y/n “ ..”of course they are you made them yourself “ .”thank you for the dinner y/n I appreciate it I know we don’t get to spend much time together but I greatly appreciate when we do I love you “ ..”awe Cesar I enjoy every second we get aswell and I love you too “ and you walked over and kissed him

Yuji.

Today yuji invited you over for a date but he forgot to tell Gojo so when you arrived yuji answered the door as Gojo was cooking and that’s when it hit him he forgot to tell Gojo “shit y/n I forgot to tell Gojo you were coming over “ ..”he should be fine with me right ?” “I’m not sure we’ll just have to see “ so you walked with yuji to the kitchen where Gojo was in a pink apron humming a tune “uh Gojo I forgot to tell you I was inviting y/n over for dinner “ Gojo then turned around to see you “now yuji you cold have told me and I would have. Made myself more presentable “ “besides that hello y/n how are you ?” “I’m doing great thanks for asking sorry to come in unannounced “”it’s no biggie I hope you’ll enjoy todays dinner “ “I sure will because I know you can make some of the best food “ “now you tow love birds go chill while I finish cooking “ …so you and yuji went upstairs and chilled until Gojo called you both for food and you 3 sat and ate and made conversation and all in all had a awesome time

Megumi

“Hey megumi ?” “Yes y/n what’s up ?” “Have you ever wondered what it’s like to dance in the rain ?” “Yes why?” Well can we dance in the rain please ?” “Sure let’s go “ he grabbed his speaker and his phone and brought you outside and put his speaker and phone down and played a love song and you both went in the street and began dancing enjoying the small thing in life

I hope you enjoyed 💜