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thekissofaphrodite · 4 months

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SOMEONE REQUESTED THIS I CANT HELP TO MAKE IT!! IT'S SO SWEET!!

(I accidentally added the OG post on Queue and can't get it out, but thankfully, I took a picture of it)

Voiceless

Luke Castellan X Daughter of Apollo!Reader

Summary: The only thing that Luke Castellan loves in this world is his girlfriend and her angelic voice.

Warnings: Kissing, Cursing, Kinda toxic relationship??!

Author's Note: Hello guys! Another request for the day, I'm typing this on my phone since I forgot my laptop, Oh well, please forgive me for any grammatical mistakes and typos! My keyboard hates me 😍

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The Camp Fire singalong ended an hour ago, but that didn't stop You and Luke, He had his head on your lap, breathing in and out as you ran your hands through his soft curls. The bonfire had little to no embers, but it still kept you two warm.

"Can you sing for me?" Luke whispered, His Hazel eyes met your brown ones. Apollo's children were always the lead singers from singalongs, Especially you, You had an angelic voice and campers liked it, so did Luke.

Not caring that your throat was a little sore, You nodded and started singing.

Boys, workin' on empty

Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?

I just think about my baby

I'm so full of love I could barely eat

There's nothing sweeter than my baby

I'd never want once from the cherry tree

'Cause my baby's sweet as can be

She give me toothaches just from kissin' me

Flashback

Luke sat in the mess hall, His palm gingerly nursing the side of his cheeks, He had a rough day, Apparently, a new armour that like commissioned from one of the children in the hephaestus cabin still wasn't ready, and he wasn't able to use it. But it was Capture the Flag day, so he used his old and cranky armour, which displeased him.

You noticed from afar, Your halfsiblings chatting loudly, So you had enough, Grabbing your tray, you walked towards Luke, sitting on an empty Hermes table (Since his halfsiblings left, It's better to leave than to mess with an angry luke), The Hermes boy barely touched his food, he was rather poking it.

"Hey" He was greeted with your soft, melodic voice from behind, His mood changed from annoyed to cheerful. His eyes softening as he watched you sit beside him.

"Hm, how's your day?" He hummed whilst brushing a strand of hair away from your face, tucking it behind your ear.

"I should be the one asking you that—" Then, He felt something touch his lips, It was your fork, with a slice of blueberry pie, He tasted some of the cream, He tried to fight the urge to open his mouth since he didn't feel like eating.

"C'mon, it's bad if you don't eat, You don't wanna end up in the infirmary with one of my halfsiblings ranting about your presence." He looked at your eyes, there was a glint of hope that he'll actually take a bite.

He can't resist your eyes, Those eyes with much hope looking at him.

So he did, He opened his mouth and let the flavours sink In.

He did eat that night, with you feeding him like a baby.

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When my time comes around

Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

Flashback

Luke was injured, You don't know how or why. He just appeared infront of the Apollo cabin, There was a deep gash in his forearm, One of the archers from your cabin accidentally shot him an arrow, You assumed that He and Chris were probably not paying attention while they walked pass by the archery area.

"I got you something." He breathed, waiting for your reaction.

But still, He managed to appear in front of you, despite your protests that he must be brought to the infirmary, He kept a brave face, holding a messily made bouquet of flowers.

"Oh Luke..." You threw yourself onto his arms, making him stumble a little, He chuckled.

"Now let's get you into the infirmary!"

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Boys, when my baby found me

I was three days on a drunken sin

I woke with her walls around me

Nothin' in her room but an empty crib

And I was burnin' up a fever

I didn't care much how long I lived

But I swear I thought I dreamed her

She never asked me once about the wrong I did

Flashback

"Luke? Luke!" The dark-haired boy jolted awake, His eyes meeting the stormy skies whilst the raindrops hit his face.

"Hey baby," He groaned, His orange CHB shirt stained with mud, He slept on it after all. Then you remembered... The party in the Dionysus might have gotten a little wild...

"Luke, you smell like— Booze." You tried not to gagged at his scent, But he just brushed it off, Tumbling as he tried to got up.

"Let's get you inside, Some of my halfsiblings are away, so it's fine taking a fellow camper" You muttered while giving all your strength to carry him. You felt kinda embarrassed, Luke, Your boyfriend had carried you multiple times effortlessly, but now, you can't even take steps.

After what felt like an internity, you reached your bunk and flopped luke on it, His eyes sleepily drifting off again, but this time, your face was the one he's dreaming about.

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When my time comes around

Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

Flashback

Luke was now in the infirmary, sitting lazily on a stool while your half siblings rushed to get medical supplies to heal him.

"Y'know, this is just a small scratch baby, you're making this a big deal." You turned your head to his direction so fast, you could've sworn you almost gave yourself a whiplash.

"Luke, Your forearm is literally dripping with blood, caused by an arrow. AN ARROW!" You bellowed, Everyone in the infirmary looked at you like a lunatic, some patients even muttering curses at you for interrupting their sleep.

"Still, I got you flowers, didn't I?" His grin made you melt, but the sight of his injury made you frown.

But you can't be mad at his handsome face.

"Yes yes, You did I love you for that, now Where's Ella? We need to give you an injection"

"INJECTION?"

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My babe would never fret none

About what my hands and my body done

If the Lord don't forgive me

I'd still have my baby and my babe would have me

When I was kissing on my baby

And she put her love down soft and sweet

In the low lamplight I was free

Heaven and hell were words to me

Flashback

" I can't believe you'll do that!" You screamed, tears streaming down your face. Your red dress, once nicely ironed, was now crumpled. It wasn't even midnight, and you two were fighting again. Over a boy.

"Because that pathetic excuse of a bastard deserved it!" He Yelled, His voice booming inside your cabin.

"He's just having a normal conversation with me! you're the one who's deranged!" You cried, Luke couldn't stand the sight of you crying, so he kissed you, it wasn't a passionate one, it was a possessive one, with his strong arms gripping your wrists, pinning you into the wall.

you pulled away for a second, His lips still near yours.

"I hate you" You whispered, His lips touched yours again, smudging your lipstick.

"Show me how much you hate me"

You could've sworn you saw him smirk before kissing you roughly again.

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When my time comes around

Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

Flashback

"I'm sorry baby, please let me in" Luke whispered as he peaked through the small crack on your door.

"You can't come and go as you please," you said, your voice cracking, You tried not to cry, You love him , but you can't just keep supporting him after all the things he'd done.

Now, he was carrying a duffle bag, full of stolen artefacts from the Gods. You were God fearing. That's when you realize it when your father, Apollo, had punished your mother, blinding her using his powerful Ray of sunlight.

"You'd do this for me, honey.." He whispered desperately, but you just shook your head.

"I'm sorry..."

"No no no! Y/n! Y/N!" He screamed as he watched you walk away.

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When my time comes around

Lay me gently in the cold, dark earth

No grave can hold my body down

I'll crawl home to her

Flashback

You sat in the edge of your bed, still sobbing silently, Your halfsiblings gave you pathetic and sorry looks, but none of their pity could make you the same.

The God you admired the most, Your own father had taken your voice as a punishment, or that's what oracle said. Apparently, you had offended him by your blasphemous acts using his sacred song. Now you were voiceless.

"Baby?" Luke's voice greeted you.

You looked up at him, Your eyes glistening with tear as you ran into his arms sobbing violently.

"Shh...I know sweetheart.." He rubbed his hands behind your back, Kissing your temple at the same time.

As the dark haired boy comforted you, He smirked secretly, You were so easy to manipulate, with your doe eyes and your sweet smile, As you slowly fell asleep in Luke's arms, A rose necklace sat inside his pocket, Ever so beautiful, with your own voice trapped inside it.

A/N: HEY, GUYS! So this is a request! I used the 'Work Song' by Hozier, Every lyrics has an indication of the reader and Luke's past, I kinda wanna give them a toxic relationship, so....🫢🫢 I do hope you liked this!!

I apologise once again for any grammatical errors since my keyboard hates me ❤️

#luke castellan x reader #percy jackon and the olympians #xy/n #charlie bushnell #percy jackson #luke castellan #lovers

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stuffeddeer · 5 months

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ddeeeEEER 😭 you have me clutching my chest dying from ur fluff good LORD

i'll be the first to ask for the rest of what you wrote post that shit NOW this is a threat/j

ouggggh ur dazai makes me want to squash him and blend him up and smash him into bits

butt anywho happy thanksgiving!!

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uefiuhseufh THANK YOU 🩵ANON!!!! i wrote these literally seconds after "pt1" but didn't wanna clog ppls feeds w thousands of kissing hcs um oops

PT1

(not necessary to read, just more silly ideas)

15!Dazai who, whether it's you who leans in first or him, gets so overwhelmed. The rush of emotions and warmth he's never been shown causes him to panic, which makes him push you away! (Quite harshly at that..) He doesn't mean to but omg Dazai is just SO not used to affection and comfort that the warm fluttery feeling in his chest makes him sick to his stomach. Processing these feelings makes him feel flustered and sheepish and AHH!!!!! It's too much!!! He'd avoid you so horribly after he's so stupid, ducking into other hallways or using his hands to physically cover his face (very obvious to poor you!!) all so he didn't have to acknowledge the fact that you made him feel different. It'd probably take Chuuya yelling at him for his stupidity for him to realize he really really likes you! And that feeling is actually good!!!

PM!Dazai who's cocky and knows exactly what he wants; He's the demon prodigy for a reason. This Dazai is an asshole who kisses you without warning - no "I'm interested in you" or slow lean in or anything - just cuts you off with a long kiss that takes your breath away before he moves back. He'll tease you for being "so in love with him, as many are," before waving his hand dismissively and leaving. Dazai is a total jerk so when you ask if this means he likes you, he denies it: just saying that he knew you liked him and thought he'd be generous and give you your first and last kiss with him. Dazai flaunts a pretty smile and leans suspiciously close as he says this before immediately leaving under the guise of some meeting he's definitely lying about. He'd start doing things to draw your attention to his lips after this just to mess with you - putting on chapstick and the like. PM!Dazai would love to see you get frustrated and annoyed with his antics but not do anything, knowing it'd only make it worse. grrr biting scratching clawing i need him gone

ADA!Dazai who's anxious. He's so totally in love with you and is overwhelmed by it all! His eyes sting and his throat turns dry, a sign that he feels like crying, but he just stands there at the sight of you. You 'd be the one to initiate it first, an anxious look on your face as you pull back to a ghostly white Dazai standing frigid. The thought of oh fuck, did I overstep? leads to you apologize profusely. Once he finally gets his breath back (you feeling downright horrible with every moment he's silent), Dazai practically hangs off of you, pathetically gripping onto your arm with both of his and holding you close. You ask if this means he likes you back but he still can't speak, just burying his head into the crook of your neck. Give him time, he's still working through everything!!!! It's been a long time since he has actually liked someone, especially so deeply, so it's hard for him to come to terms with it :( He just wants to be near you but he can't find the words to express that just yet. Being vulnerable is so scary!

Beast!Dazai who gets horrifically drunk. How else could he manage all of the things he has to go through? Just knowing he could never confide in Oda like he once has leads him to throwing back drink after drink... Until he ends up on your doorstep. He'd wanted to keep you at arms length, to stop you from following him down the dark road he was paving, but with a few too many drinks in him he found he didn't care. You let him in right away, more than happy to pour him a glass of water and let him crash on your couch for the night. Before you could even turn towards your kitchen, he pulled you in for a passionate kiss, full of love and need and every feeling he has felt for you across lifetimes. The kiss would last a minute or so before Dazai would pull away, hugging you tightly and making you promise him that you'd never leave him, even if he makes horrible decisions and drives everyone else away — you are his, remember? In every life.

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jester089 · 5 months

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(Romantic) Tadc cast x reader who's tail wag hard when near them pls

Puppy of a person

Autism brain strikes againnnn! I wasn't sure if you wanted just the tail or not soooo. I did just tail. Can be read with other animal features though.

Caine

He initially wouldn't get it. I mean I seriously doubt he has ever seen an animal in his life. It confuses him. Every time you realize he's in the room your pupils grow and your tail starts wagging. He patted you once and it was a blur. After enough time he brings it up with someone (hopefully not Jax. For your sake.) That's when he realizes what that means. And nothing changes. He might intentionally fluster you now but past that nothing is different. He still has a circus to run and a very loose grasp on emotions. But he at least knows it's a positive reaction so it brightens up his days a bit. And if he's had an extra bad day he'll do something nice for you just to see your tail turn into a blur behind you.

Gangle

She'll know what it means but outright ignore it. She's got some self worth problems and seeing your body start doing, that when she doesn't even do anything. It makes her all blush-y. So she tries to avoid thinking about it. Now if your talking to her that's another story. She can't just act like you don't exist. And all her ignored/bottled up thoughts pop up then. If you're able to get through a convo without her going pink, then start worrying cause that means she's had an abnormally awful day. If anyone can cheer her up thought it's you. Honestly just you giving her some attention and affection will brighten her right up. Do watch your tail though cause if it baps it it'll probably knock her over.

Zooble

Their are two ways this could go. 1. It annoys her because of the sounds it makes or how distracting it is so she'll ask if you can stop. All you need to do to make her take it back is pull some puppy dog eyes and she'll feel bad. 2. She finds it cute and uses it to tease you a bit. Only a bit though, she still cares about you. For this I'm going to focus on the second one cause it's cuter. You and her would be sitting in one of your rooms doing something chill when she hears the telltale sound of you staring at her. The little whap whap whap she hears behind her. She turns around and isn't surprised by your giant eyes staring at her. She's let out a little sigh then join you on the bed knowing she's going to be covered in fur and not let go for at least the next hour.

Kinger

Kinger would find it really cute. I doubt you're taller then him though so prepare to be at least a little condescended. He never means to. Your just too cute for your own good. He's also never startled by you. It's hard to be when you have a constant noise maker attached to you. He out of everyone would be the one to find all your little spots. You know when you scratch a cat at the base of it's tail and it gets incredibly overstimulated. Those. He'll find every single one. He also keeps a lint roller on hand now cause his impenetrable fortress and his robe always need them whenever you visit.

Ragatha

She strikes me as the kind of person who will try and hold your tail still. Then the physical touch and attention makes it wag even more. And you end up with her hair messy proudly holding your tail. She's still be gentle though, she doesn't want to mess up your fur. If she does mess it up without a doubt she'll brush it to help. She knows it wont stay brushed for long while you're with her but she's going to try. Overall she would love it. It's a little strange sure but she's a walking talking rag doll, this place isn't exactly normal. Every time she walks into a room, is relaxing in a room, or hanging out with you and she hears your tail beating against your legs or a wall it makes her smile giving her a little dopamine burst.

Jax

Oh poor you. Having a tail is basically just an easy target for Jax. But for this I'll chill him out a bit. He'll never admit it but it does make him happy. He's always thinking about how you deserve someone better or how you're going to leave him. But when he lightly yanks your tail as a joke and to get your attention. You spin around to yell at whoever it was but stop when you realize it was him. Then he gets to watch in real time your pupils expand and your tail start. It reassures him that you love him. He wont in public, but I unironically see him tying little bows around you tail then commenting on how pretty you look before switching back to usual. If you pay attention you'll notice he's kind of always staring at your tail. This can be for many reasons, wanting to mess with you, thinks it's cute, thinking about what it's like to have one. Up to you to decide which it is at any given time.

Pomni

Their isn't a universe where she doesn't find it at least a little annoying. I mean their's a good chance she's face level with it and gets whapped in the face every time you're together. Moving past that though because of her smaller height she can and will lay on it whenever she can. It's always all warm and soft, and she knows that it's connected to you. Makes her feel nice. I can 100% see her having a rough day and breaking into your room and without a single word flopping onto your bed and either you or your tail. I feel like she's one of those people who will half sneak up behind a cat or dog and start petting them freaking the animal out. She of course will do that with you too. She feels a little bad when you jump but gets over it when you turn around and realize it's her. Then she gets smacked in the face by your tail again and gets annoyed. She doesn't blame you though.

(Writing this used up my burst of energy so this is it for today. Hope you enjoyed it.)

xoxo, Jester

#tadc x reader #the amazing digital circus x reader #caine x reader #gangle x reader #zooble x reader #kinger x reader #ragatha x reader #jax x reader #pomni x reader #noob author #not beta'd

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the-offside-rule · 1 year

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Charles Leclerc (Scuderia Ferrari) - Teammate in Law

Requested: on wattpad

Prompt: Y/n and Charles are secretly keeping their relationship from her older brother, Carlos. But, it is all for not whilst Charles drunkenly tells Carlos the truth

Warnings: Drunk Charles, angry Carlos

You never really had any trouble with complying with Carlos' rules. Don't distract any team members, don't cause any trouble, no dating other drivers. In McLaren, you didn't have a problem because Carlos' team-mate was Lando at the time and Lando wasn't exactly your type, so you just ended up being his friend. The trouble however, started when Carlos moved to Ferrari at the beginning of the 2021 season. "Don't go anywhere, Im just going in to check on Mattia." Carlos said, leaving you in the middle of a hallway in the ferrari factory. "I won't go anywhere, I'll get lost if I do." After some reassurance, Carlos walked into Mattia's office. Although Carlos insisted the meeting would be a few minutes, it had already passed twenty minutes. You let out a groan in boredom.

You focused on keeping yourself composed as Charles Leclerc was literally sitting right next to you. "Excuse me?" You turned as the monegasque began to speak. "Do you work here?" Charles asked. "Oh, erm, no. Just a visitor." You replied. He nodded and turned back facing the wall. "Are you a fan? I think there's some fans allowed in here from time to time." Charles said. You shook your head no. "Nope, I'm Carlos' sister." Charles looked over and smiled softly. "Ah, so is that why you're here? He's in with Mattia?" Charles asked, pointing towards the door. "Yeah, he's been taking forever though." Charles looked you up and down, smiling as he took in your features. "So, you're Y/n? Lando told me about you." Your eyes went wide. "Probably not good things." Charles laughed and looked down to the floor. "No, not at all. A lot of stories about you drunk." You groaned and leaned your head against the wall. Lando had ruined your chances of scoring the monegasque before you even met him. "No, no, I want to see this all in person." You looked over confused. "What?" you asked. "Let's go and see if you're actually like this. How about we go out for a drink sometime?" You nibbled on your lower lip, trying to hide the grin on your face but it was no use. Charles knew he'd just about won you over.

The door to Mattia's office opened before Carlos stepped out and saw you and Charles smiling at each other, before you both tried to hide the fact that you were. "So what is all this?" Carlos asked, vividly unimpressed. "Just introducing myself Carlos." Charles replied. Carlos laughed. "She won't be seeing you enough for you to introduce yourself." You squinted your eyes at your brother in disbelief. "I know what you're really trying to do, you can't fool me. I was your age once." It was getting tense between the two ferrari dircers and they hadn't even gotten on track together as team-mates yet. "You aren't that old mate." Charles joked but clearly at the wrong time. "Are you mocking me?" Carlos almost shouted. "Carlos, can you stop shouting at the man? You're making a scene!" You pulled at Carlos' sleeve but he wasn't listening. "I'll call Mama and she won't be happy at all!" You threatened. Carlos looked back as if he was being challenged. He scoffed at his little sister. "You wouldn't dare." You grabbed your phone from your pocket and clicked onto your mother's phone number, holding it up to your ear and waiting for her to answer and staring at Carlos all at once. "Mama? Carlos es estúpido!" You said walking away, undoubtedly going to town on how annoying he was being. The usual. "Ah, ah, ah, Mamá, no porque, tu hija también está siendo estúpida!" Carlos called following after his sister. Charles however, looked on amused at the Spanish bickering and couldn't help but have this magnetic like attraction to the young Sainz sister.

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After the hectic race that was Silverstone, you went back to your hotel room to change before you went to cleebbrate with the team. Thankfully, your room was in between Charles' and Carlos'. You had a connecting room with Charles which was helpful for whne Charles was sneaking in at night and for moments like this. Charles stared at you, taking in your beauty through the mirror on the dresser, but you could tell something else was wrong. "You okay?" you asked as you took off the ferrari jacket. "That stuff doesn't suit you." You squinted your eyes in disbelief of his words. "What? Last time I checked you still drove for ferrari." Y/n said. Charles let out a sigh. "Yes but I mean why can't you wear the number 16?" Y/n grinned and wrapped her arms around Charles' neck. "We both know why Charles, I have to wear the number 55 for the meantime." After a few more visits, the exchanging of phone numbers and of course social medias, Charles had managed to captivate the Spaniard enough to love him back. The relationship had still been pretty new, only a few months but you didn't really care. "I don't have a problem telling Carlos I'm dating you-"

"Yes but he'll kill me, he wouldn't dare hurt you mon cœur." You giggled and pulled him in for a kiss. "I wouldn't let him do that, my love. Now go back to your room before Carlos comes around." Charles smiled and walked over to the connecting door before locking it behind him.

After Carlos came around, you went down to meet up with the team. They all decided to go out and celebrate and of course, you decided to tag along as you had gone to the Grand Prix. Everything was going fine until Charles had a little too much to drink and completely forgot that you were keeping you relationship secret. He started to dance with you, tell you how much he loved you and in all honesty, you weren't used to it so you got yourself out of the situation by going over to the bar. Carlos was watching the whole thing unfold, he wasn't the slightest bit impressed. You spotted Carlos and decided to go and tell him you'd be going up to your room to go fecth something. "I'll be back in a minute! I forgot my phone!" you said loud enough for Carlos to hear. Charles, on the verge of being blackout drunk, followed you to the bar but got confused whem he couldn't find you. He turned and saw his team-mate, sipping on a beer by himself and he let out a huge, exaggerated gasp. "Carlos!" Carlos turned and saw Charles, stumbling towards him, making him let out a little laugh. "You cannot hold alcohol, mate." Carlos laughed before Charles said something Carlos couldn't even understand. "By the way mate, you need to back up. That's my sister you're dancing with." Carlos laughed as he downed another bottle of beer. Charles, his mind clouded with alcohol, scoffed and grabbed another bottle of Estrella Galicia. "I'm already seeing her, Carlos. You need to relax." He laughed. Carlos froze and set his drink down before turning to face Charles. "What did you say?" Carlos asked. "I'm already seeing your sister, about two months or something now." Carlos clenched his jaw and finished his beer before paying and leaving.

He stormed upstairs to where you were staying and just as Carlos was about to knock the door, you opened it, putting your card key into your purse. "Oh, Carlos. I was on my way down now-" Carlos backed you up and closed the door behind him once he got into your room. "What the hell is this I hear about you and Charles, eh?" Your heart stopped. What did Charles say? "What have you two been up to?!" He shouted. "Carlos, calm down-" Carlos cut you off. "Calm down? Are you seriously telling me to calm down?" he asked angrily. "Yes, are you deaf?" He threw his arms up in a fit of rage. "Y/n, you are seeing my team mate. Did I not have a rule for this?" Carlos asked. You folded your arms over your chest and looked away. "Maybe you did." you muttered. "Now Lando, I wouldn't mind Lando because I know for a fact he wouldn't dare do anything wrong but Charles? Do you know about his ex girlfriends? How quickly he moves on? He's a play boy in a ferrari car. Nothing special." He snarled. This hurt you. You didn't want to believe it but putting things into perspective, that's how it seemed. "Can we just not do this right now please? I just want to finally find someone."

Carlos continued on ranting for a good four or five minutes. You felt like a child being scolded with all these lectures. "Do you have anything to say for yourself?" Carlos asked. "I don't see a problem with it." You muttered. "Are you being serious?! I just told you what he is and you still don't have a problem?!" Carlos boomed, his loud voice echoing around the hotel room and undoubtedly around the entire floor too. "Carlos, again with the shouting, can you tone it down a bit?" You asked quietly. "Tell me why, why should I not shout when you aren't listening?" You stood up straight, and off the wall. "You think I'm gonna listen if you shout? If you're wrong, you're wrong! No matter how loud you say it!"

À knock cane from the door, making you groan. "See? Now I have to deal with the noise complaint!" You walked towards the door and turned the knob before you opened it, surprised to see who was there. "Charles?" You arched an eyebrow as Charles showed up to your doorway, Carlos still angry in the background. "Y/n! Mon cœur! I love you!" He slurred, almost tripping on the way in. "I want to marry you." He sang. Your expression softened at his drunken words. You looked over to Carlos who looked at Charles disapprovingly. "Charles, I don't think this is the right time." You told him sweetly. "It's always the right time with you my love." he said, kissing your cheek. Carlos tensed up and looked away, his hands moving to his hips. "I know, but Carlos is here right now." Charles sat up and looked over to the pissed off Spanish driver. He lifted his finger and pointed at him, causing confusion between both Spaniards in the room. "Ah, my team mate in law." Charles began walking towards Carlos, you tried to hold him back a bit but it wasn't going to happen. "Listen, mate, I don't like lying to you so I should be the one to tell you this-" Charles paused and Carlos stood in anticipation. "I'm in love with your sister."

You closed your eyes in annoyance and sucked your lips in. "Charles, let's get you to bed, huh?" Charles nodded and went to open his connecting door. You closed your eyes again as Carlos looked on. Everything made sense now. How you two were secretly hanging out, how you managed to end up dating, everything was falling into place. "This is the secret door, Y/n." Charles whispered to you as if Carlos wasn't right there. "Charles, please go to bed." He smiled, before going through and closing it behind him, leaving you alone with Carlos to explain everything. "Okay, I think I need to explain a lot, right?" Carlos nodded before grabbing his jacket and putting it on. "You do, but that can be done another time." You arched an eyebrow. "What? So you don't want to ask anything? You don't have a problem?" Carlos shrugged his shoulders. "I don't have as big a problem with him now." Carlos said. "He's my team-mate in law after all." He added, earning a smile of relief from you. "I'll be going but if I hear anything-" He paused. "Unusual, I'll be coming straight over." You felt embarrassed as Carlos made his joke. "Nothing will happen, he's drunk and I'm pretty much sober."

"Well make sure my team-mate in law doesn't die or something. He's kind of important to the team." you laughed a bit and nodded. "I wouldn't let anything happen to him Carlos, you don't have to worry about that."

#charles leclerc imagime #charles leclerc oneshot #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc x you #charles leclerc #carlos sainz one shot #carlos sainz imagine #carlos sainz junior #carlos sainz

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zmb1eslut · 2 months

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Luke Castellan singing a birthday song for Dionysus!reader.

gn!reader but the song talks in fem.

warnings: swearing.

Agreed, birthday parties were the second worst kind of parties, just after baby showers, and just as long as they're yours. But even the worst party was still a party and dam you loved those.

Maybe a bit of the attention too.

So it kinda sucked that after putting on your special person suit you got to face a normal routine where no one cared more than the occasional "happy birthday". It was just going to be normal thursday.

Except for Luke, apparently. He entered the dining pavilion at exactly 8:12 AM while you were just sitting down with your breakfast. He had a microphone, connected to a sort of boombox that he just left somewhere in the floor when Charlie came with a guitar and handed it to him.

Saturday mornin' jumped outta bed.

You instantly cringed. Luke didn't even knew how to play guitar (He learnt those chords just for you).

And put my best suit

He even looked so smug about it, looking down at his literally every day clothes.

Got in my car and raced like a jet.

Fuck, he made eye contact with you. You instantly turned around to the side, finding your father on the process, who seemed rather annoyed with the live show. But slowly you couldn't help but look again at his dorky act.

All the way to you.

No. Stop. Stay the fuck there. He was literally walking straight to you. Charlie following him now with the boombox and everyone looking, not quite making fun of him, not quite impressed about it all.

He put his hand on the Dionysus table, and then it dawned on you.

Knocked on your door with heart on my hand.

He wasn't walking towards you.

To ask you a question.

Your godly parent wished, for a moment, he had perished more than centuries ago, afar from the torturous instances that immortality day to day proved to offer.

He groaned and drowned his face on both his palms.

'Cause I know you are an old fashioned man.

There was something about a shameless idiot being able to have such a characteristically attractive smirk on him while performing the most humiliating act of his life, and taking you on his ride with no agreement of sny sort.

Oh, shit. Please don't.

He got on the fucking table.

Can I have your daughter for the rest of my life?

You could no longer fight it, you started to smile. You could no longer pretend you weren't listening to this song when you were 12, envy of the fact someone loved that way, maybe even hoping to be understood some day. You couldn't pretend you never felt as special as being completely socially annihilated by the cutest swordsman on camp.

Say yes. Say yes, 'cause I need to know.

He was actually really playing into the teenage pop-rockstar choreography and expression, as if it wasn't a terribly sung acoustic cover.

You say I'll never get your blessing 'til the day I die.

Maybe you also loved knowing his reputation was way to good for your father to actually be able to took it out on him and give him a lesson for ruining his morning.

Tough luck my friend but the answer is no!

Some people started to laugh, some people started to cheer him.

Until he stopped, and crouched to give the guitar to Charlie, who handed him the microphone.

"I couldn't learn the chorus for the life of me"

And he played the karaoke version.

Why you gotta be so rude?

Don't you know I'm human too?

Why you gotta be so rude?

I'm gonna marry her anyway.

It was funny in a way because Luke was... not even your boyfriend, or friend for that matter, just a sort of a pleasant stranger. He just greeted you sometimes, helped you a bit on your archery class. He'll sometimes tie your shoes when you didn't wanna bend down, or gave you notes when you were rehearsing for a play. Probably the closer you ever got were those times he would just purposefully mess up your hair when you were chatting with your friends and maybe that one time he... Oh.

I hate to do this, you leave no choice, can’t live without you.

And that's when he finally stopped bothering Mister D, right before looking at you and freezing you on a childish emotion.

Love me or hate me, we will be both standin’ at that altar.

It didn't felt much like a threat. Not even when he pulled you a little closer.

Or we will run away to another galaxy, you know.

Can we? fucking brown eyes taking the best of you.

You know that I am so in love with you, I'll go anywhere you go.

And you realized that's not even how the song goes, before he twirled you around.

Can I just be honest? Have a speck of your time?

Say yes. Say yes. Promise I'll be good.

'Cause really I feel you takin every bit of my mind.

And I must say, I think that it's love.

And he stopped singing, the music kept running for a couple counts more before Charlie turned it off. You were just looking at each other, him being considerably more nervous than you, though he did tried to hide it and you not quite so.

Your silence went for too long and he had to break it first.

"Happy birthday?"

And that made you laugh before you caught him on a giddy hug of excitement. He looked at Charlie from over your shoulder, he couldn't believe that shit actually worked.

#pjo tv show #luke castellan #luke castellan x reader #percy jackson series #pjo #I wrote this faster than anything else on my life.

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deyisacherry · 11 months

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3 steps for a love confession — DCA x Y/N

First step, analyze their feelings for you. Done.

Second step, accept them. Done. Hardly.

Third step…

Confess.

There you were, sitting behind the desk. The kids had recently left, the Pizzaplex hadn't closed yet.

Good, great, wonderful. They have time.

Sun had excused himself to you, saying that he had to tidy up some things in his room. Of course… walking around the site, accustomed to nimbly dodging the pile of things lying on the floor, was the complete opposite of that.

Thank the stars that he and Moon can communicate internally, or his incessant nervous chatter would have been noticed by you a long time ago.

"How is someone supposed to confess their feelings? What are we supposed to do? You know how bad I am at telling the truth, I'll just say something stupid to avoid it and ruin it, I'm sure. Very sure!" Sun paced back and forth, his beams spinning as he tried to think. Poor thing, anyone who saw him from the outside could tell that he had gone crazy. He even moved his hands in expressive gestures as he communicated with Moon.

"Staying up here, not talking to them, probably not much will happen if we keep doing this."

"Moon! I'm serious! I'm not good at this, and you- neither are you!"

"Rude."

"You know what I mean."

"So cruel."

"Moon."

"I know, I'm just playing."

Sun sighs, stopping his pacing. "Maybe a letter? They're nice, and personal, and… oh, no, no, I'm going to get carried away and probably make them feel uncomfortable, plus I don't have self-control with details, and drawings, and glitter glue-" Sun he lets out an exasperated groan in his mind space, causing Moon to growl. "Why is this so difficult?!"

"Noisy."

"Please be of more help, you also want them to know how we feel." Sun says, with a tired expression.

"Flirt until they find out?"

"Oh, please…" Sun says annoyed, placing a hand on his forehead in disappointment.

"Hey, it's not even that terrible." Moon defends himself against his reaction. "You don't have to be too obvious… just play around."

"It's easy for you to say, you always do…"

"Not like this…"

Sun is silent for a few seconds, and then groans softly knowing that he is accepting his proposal.

"I guess we can try." He crosses his arms, looking down at the Daycare through his balcony.

"I have an idea."

"You do?"

"Yes."

"… Should I trust you?"

"Maybe you should, maybe you shouldn't." Moon responds, with a very soft laugh.

Sun has a feeling that he's going to regret it.

———

When the crepe paper rose is ready, Sun holds it in one hand, while the other one holds a piece of sticky tape.

"… This is goofy… even for me."

"If you don't try, you'll never know."

"Don't apply my sayings to me!"

"Just do it."

Sun complains silently, and begins with the last step of Moon's idea. Best scenario, it really works. Worst scenario… he'll resign himself to letting you see him and will stay in his room forever.

"… I'll blame you if anything happens."

———

There's at least an hour left before the Pizzaplex closes its doors. You are reviewing some messages that you forgot to reply to. Yep… it was definitely a good idea to have disabled the option to show when you read a message. It saves you from the idea that they will hate you for losing social energy mid-conversation and leaving them on seen.

You're in the middle of drinking some coffee you ordered, when you feel Sun approaching. You usually let him talk or do something, so you don't turn to look at him. But he doesn't do anything, so oddly enough, you look away from the screen to where you know he is.

And you're immediately greeted by the sight of Sun, with a paper rose taped to his smile. His eyes narrow with excitement as he leans across the desk. "Hello, Sunshine~"

A wink from him, and- Oop.

You just choked on your coffee from how badly that caught you off guard, coughing and covering your mouth as you look away in panic.

"Oh no, no, no! Sunshine! Sorry! Sorry! Bad timing for that! I'm really sorry!" Sun tries to get his hands closer to you but he doesn't know how to help, and seeing him with the rose still stuck to his mouth doesn't help your coughing stop.

———

"I knew it was a bad idea! I knew it! I knew it! And you knew it! You wanted to make fun of me!" Sun yells into his headspace, pressing a Freddy stuffed plushie against his face.

"But the flirting worked, they were blushing and embarrassed."

"They weren't blushing nor embarrassed! They were choking!"

"… Isn't that how embarrassed people react to something like that?"

"Moon!"

… The third step will have to be postponed.

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edit: god dang it i just realized i made some mistakes with the font color AAA

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kenlvry · 1 year

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you're the only sp writer i request from you're literally my fav 😢😢 but can i request stan kyle and kenny with a reader who gets jealous really easily??

reader who is easily jealous

an, HI OMG THIS IS SO SWEET ILY ANON ☹️☹️🫶🫶 18-19

kyle

okay kyle didn't know you were the type to get easily jealous, i mean he js thought you didn't really care and kinda let him roll with whoever he wants but thats probably because he hangs out with girls who are in the same cliques as you so,,

it was until you literally glared at the waitress who stared at him for one too many seconds he knew, you ended up having a bad mood throughout the whole meal and eyeing the waitress "baby r you okay?" "why? if im not are you going to leave me for that stupid waitress?" "WHAT NO???"

theres always two reasons why you're so quiet on a date, kyle was too friendly with a girl or a girl was too friendly with him. you ignore him roll your eyes at him and he's just begging you to give him an ounce of attention.

if a girl likes his story you literally stalk her, her mom, her brother, her father, her boss, her colleagues everything.

you continue to ignore that girl for weeks and roll your eyes at her whenever you see her around cz why u liking my mans story? keep your likes baby

he finds it so hot tbh like omg ur this obsessive with me?? 🤭 he gets turned on by this for sure.

even though he finds it attractive and it gets him all sweaty he needs to he careful because you weren't easy to persuade once your jealous fr. once he had to get down on his knees, crying out to you to please look at him. he loves you though and he'd do it again

a thud was heard from your window, then another, and another. it was annoying you so you open your curtains to see what was causing the noise, it was your boyfriend. you opened up your window sticking out half of your body out of the window, "kyle?" you yell, "please unblock me, i dont know why she follows and likes all my post i swear" he yells back. you smile to yourself at how desperate this man is "what if i dont want to?" you put your hands in the frame of the window smiling "um,, I haven't really thought about it" "oh bye then" "wait wait!" he called out and you turn back from walking away. "I'll uh.. I'll freeze myself!" your eyes upon widen at his dumb idea "what no you idiot" he takes off his jacket, gloves and hands then put it on the ground, he then kneels clasp his hands together "please?" "omg." you rub your temples together and rush down. kyle sighs thinking you left him, looking at the ground of shame because now the neighbors think he got another girl pregnant or something. the front door open and he flung his head to its direction, you walked out with your own coat wrapping it around him "you can beg all you want but there's a way to do it without hurting yourself" "anything to make you happy" "I'm not" he chuckles as you drag him inside "don't do that again" "hmm we'll see" "kyle brofloski!" he chuckles again at you while you bring him up to your room, he really loves you.

kenny

LOVES IT SO FUCKING MYCH 😝😝😝

its like he knows you love him because you'll isolate yourself just because a girl winked at him and won't see him until he begs for forgiveness even though it aint his fault

okay that kinda sounds like a redflag,, WTV WALK HIM LIKE A DOG IG 🤭

anyways, he doesn't hate it dont care if it interferes his life. even if he has to give up everything to make you talk to him he'll do it IM NOT JOKING

he does not care, he has to block all the girls he knows? okay! never talk to any of his girl friends? yea sure! breath only your air and not lay his eyes on a single woman except you only? anything you want babe ☺️

ALSO GETS HARD FOR THIS PLEASE. i js know he's turned on after you get visually jealous.

"please baby look at me" he pulls your arm for you to stop your tracks from going into your room "shut up, maybe you should go to that hoe who waved at you, why did she wink?? did you two used to have something??" you pull back your arm and go up the stairs with kenny following in suit. arriving infront of your bedroom kenny pulled your arm again and when you turned he immediately fall to his knees "please, i dont know her" he hold your palm with both hands, glossy eyed "i,, kenny" "please?" tilting his head to the side, he'll sit there for hours if he has to. "get up mccormick, im sorry i overreacted" he got up so quickly then hugged you, his head falling on your shoulder "loveyou" his breath on your shoulder, you smile "love you too"

stan

i think he has a love hate relationship with your jealousy, like on one hand he knows you love him and would literally kill anyone for him but on the other... its kinda tiring to beg to you

i mean he doesn't care going on his knees, and crawling all fours for you but at times he just can't deal with it yk??

but he mostly loves it obvi, the way your eyes stay focus on the girl that was 'hitting' on him or the way you sulk and won't tell him why even though its obvious it's bc your jealous, its all so cute to him. and he loves this side of your jealousy, just couples being couple

other times though.. you'd block gim everywhere and won't unblock him until the next day when you reflect on your stupid decisions. or when you ignore him at school or not even make eyecontact with him, he hates and loves it.

you had another quarrel with stan again, this fight was because he still comments '☺️' under Wendy's post of herself, it was valid true but you still thought you overreacted. sitting on your bed with your arms cross and tears almost falling down at the thought of Stan going back to wendy broke your heart. ding a notification popped up and you pick up your phone hoping it was stan despite you blocking him everywhere, it was your friend "um, whats up with stan?" she texted you "wdym" your eyebrows furrow together, you immediately unblock him on Instagram and to your surprise his profile picture was you, his stories had 8 pictures of you with cute songs behind it. he had posted 2 picture of you two on his feed one captioning "traveling the moon and back to find good internet to see if her blocking me was a mistake or im a mistake". his bio was now "tell her to unblock me ☹️". you smile at this and your cheeks turned a pink tint. you unblocked him on every platform and it seems he had changed his profile picture to you on every single one. "." "BABE YOU UNBLOCKED ME" "i mean yeah i have to especially since i have 5 people texting me about your profile" "just wanted to show my girlfriend love" "whatever" a knock was heard on your door, then a chat from stan "open up i brought food and wine" you smile and blush to yourself as your rush down to open the door. he was the sweetest

#south park #south park x y/n #south park x you #kenny mccormick #kenny mccormick x reader #south park x reader #kyle broflovski x reader #kyle broflovski #stan marsh x reader #stan marsh

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shes-so-insane · 1 year

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Meeting with the President (Fukuzawa x AFAB)

warnings : smut! Age gap

thought this was a funny enough gif

Finishing up your paperwork from the recent incident at the ADA, you feel something brush up against your leg.

"y/nnnnnnn"

An annoying, familiar voice perks you up. Dazai floats up from where he crawled, a dumb little smirk on his face.

"what could you possibly want dazai? I'm trying to fill out an incident report YOU caused!"

The scrawny guy put on the sarcastic pity showm

"oh come on y/n, you broke some stuff too! but that's not why I'm here!"

You stared into his eyes, he was just beaming with mischief.

"what."

"the president requested your presence" he shot his mouth into a dumb grin.

This wasn't much of a surprise, Fukuzawa had been working with you on your ability for nearly a year now. Controlling the ability to mimic others' abilities was a struggle. But, he had stopped meeting with you for a few weeks now. He was probably just busy.

"okay, let him know I'll be in soon"

Dazai looked defeated. "what? Aren't you nervous that you might be in trouble?"

Since you ignored him, he huffed and walked away. Mumbling something you couldn't hear.

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"president?" you perk your head into his office, the smell of tea and ink lingers in the air.

The silver haired man looks up from his papers. A brightened look on his face as he puts it down.

"ah, y/n. Please come in." he stands to greet you.

You go in for the usual professional handshake, but he greets you with the embrace of a hug. Which catches you off guard, but you've known him for several years now.

His smell was intoxicating. Fresh, clean laundry and the smell of his cologne made you feel just a little weak.

He pulls back and looks at your face, studying it in a way you never saw him look before.

"how are you, darling?"

He's only ever called you this once, and the last time he did he quickly moved on as if he didn't mean to say it.

"I've been collecting myself, as best as I can." You say with a smile.

He just stares with the faintest smile, his arms still on your shoulders. You could feel your stomach get a little queasy.

"was there um, something you needed?"

"yes, please, come sit." he put his hand on your back as he guided you to the couch in his office. He was so much taller than you, and had such slender, beautiful hands.

"the reason I haven't seen you in a while..."

his smile had faltered as he sat next to you, facing forward while you look at him.

"I have been having... some thoughts... ones that are a little more taboo" he chuckled.

He hesitated, turning his head looking at you.

"about.. you"

The sentences coming out of his mouth did not make any sense, so you let him continue.

"I.. I had to take some time to see if they were just out of desperation or if I..."

You felt the blood rush to your face as he said the last few words.

"or if I loved you"

There was nothing you could say, so you took his cheek. And kissed him.

At first he was shocked, but started to kiss back.

After a few moments, he peeled back.

"but, y/n, I'm too old for you and this... im your boss"

"I'm an adult. I make adult decisions. Fukuzawa, I love you."

His eyes widened, and his face became red. The wrinkles around his eyes turned up from his smile, as he leaned in to continue the kiss.

This time his hand made it's way to your thigh, and the kiss became more intense. As you pulled back, his eyes glowed a different shade. Lust.

He leans into your ear and whispers in his raspy voice, "I need you."

Those words alone could have made you orgasm. Before you could react his mouth was on your neck, leaving love bites. His silver hair falling around his face, tickling your collar bone.

"Fu..Fukuzawa.." you let out a soft moan and he stopped.

"I want to hear you say my name like that. Over and over" he whispers in your ear.

You've never heard him like this before. Something clicked inside of him.

You felt the hands you were admiring so much travel to your waist and pull you in closer, one of them snaking it's way between your legs and into your pants. He pushes you back, on top of you now.

"I see you're already aroused, y/n" he brushes his middle finger up and down, pressing through your panties.

"I- what if someone comes in and finds us?"

"then we'll have to be sure not to cause a scene, shouldn't we, dear?"

His sultry words only made you lust for him more.

Before you knew it, he was on the ground in front of the couch between your legs. He pulled your pants off in one swift move, almost trying to show off.

"are you okay to continue, dear?" He stared at you with such sinful but loving eyes.

"yes, please, yes fukuzawa"

"good." He immediately starts to lap up your arousal that had dripped on the leather couch, causing you to squirm. He takes his hands and holds you still for him, wide open.

You grab his hair as he starts fingering you, already putting two of his digits in.

"Does this feel good, y/n? Having an older male fuck you like this? Such a naughty girl."

He was hitting you in all the right places, and you couldn't even speak.

"come on darling, use your words."

you could feel yourself getting closer.

"ye.. yes! You feel so good in me"

He lightly hums proudly to himself as he stares in your eyes, and pulls his fingers out, leaving you empty and cold.

"Mm no! Why did you stop? Please?"

He stands up, towering over you while you are oh so helpless.

He chuckled, undoing his kimono.

"I can't let you have all the fun"

He picks you up easily, holding you like some sort of baby. He puts you down by his desk.

"put your hands on there for me, like a good girl. Please?"

You would do anything if he said it like that.

Before you could respond, you felt him bottom out inside you, which let out a yelp from you, both in pleasure and pain.

"shhhh, angel. You must be quiet." he puts a hand around your mouth.

"Ah, you must like when I tell you to be quiet, are you turned on by the thought of someone catching us?"

He begins to thrust, slowly at first. He knew what he was doing to you, knew what would make you feel the best.

Shortly, he starts to speed up the pace. The sound of your arousal and his together only made you tighter. You've wanted this for such a long time.

"you're doing so, so well for me. I'm going to let go of your mouth now, but you must be quiet for me."

As soon as his hand left your mouth, you moaned out his name softly. This only encouraged him to go harder.

He presses you against his desk, lifting your leg up to go even deeper into you.

"Mm, that's my good girl. All for me, you're mine." The more he mumbled and moaned the closer you got.

He comes up close to your ear, and whispers, "come for me. I need you to come for me, will you?"

You felt the waves crashing over you, your legs shaking as you let out a moan surely someone would have heard. Shortly after you felt him release as well, filling you up. He grabs you from falling, putting you back on the couch as he lays with you, stroking your face.

"You're so beautiful. I think I'll keep you."

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screaming

#fukuzawa smut #president fukuzawa #bsd x y/n #bsd smut #bungo stray dogs x reader #bungou stray dogs #bsd x reader

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yanderecandystore · 10 months

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Hey!!!! Hope you doin ok.

I was wondering if you could write headcanons for the yandere senpai where he gets jealous of all the time you are spending with you’re friend and not him

Thanks for the attention and have a great weak!!!

Is this referring to my old post? [🌧️😤♥️] This one? Because if so then HELL YES!! (but also, if it isn't I'm sorry, I would totally be down to write about a more sweet senpai, cause this guy is mean-)

My favorite flavor is "the senpai actually does like the mc", thank you for requesting this. Have a great week too, boo! I hope you'll enjoy the newest menu addition, Opera Cake! I'll make a profile for him later on X'D

TW/Tags: He can be a bit of a jerk, be patient with him // delusional/in denial // anger issues // light cursing because the author has an dirty vocabulary // bad communication (from you and him lmao) // dangerous jealousy // mentions of stalking // very controlling // sorry for the long ass wait

🍭꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍰꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖♡🍮꒰⑅ᵕ༚ᵕ꒱˖🍭

Bitter Coffee [Yandere-Tsundere!Male!Senpai! x GN!Reader - Headcanon]:

🎇 Let me set the stage for a quick sec! 🎇

(This is not a continuation nor a prequel, but it does involve the same idea of the post I've mentioned before, which by the way, is old and has some cringey text!)

Christopher was many things, including socially unaware, or at least socially awkward. Yes, the guy was smart, handsome and that edgy grumpy aesthetic could be pretty charming- He looked like a half-dead, lanky librarian with a bad eyesight and that was probably why a lot of people flocked to him.

The man wasn't goth, but he was gothic, ya know? The man was built like a tree and somehow, people just seemed really interested in him! He never really understood why, he just wants to be left alone!! Please!!

He hates having people surround him constantly and talking way too loud, way too close to his face all the time- Seriously, they won't get a kiss doing that? (Which by the way, ew?! Ew. Is what he would think).

He is a very distant person, and he seems to purposefully push people away from him, but he tends to not do that with you- Most of the time.

You were a stalker, it was quite simple, even if he DID make an effort you would still follow him, wouldn't you?!

You were annoying, frankly he knew all about your… "Admiration". Seriously, you're not being sneaky, sugar cube. You were more persistent than the other ones, which was probably how you managed to weasel your way into his life.

… No, that's not true, although he is as friendly as a cactus to everyone including you, he really appreciates your company. You weren't really all that bad at all, but you had a way to make him frustrated that he didn't know how to describe.

So when he sees you avoiding him recently he feels like you're just trying way too hard to make him worried for you- Frankly, he thinks your game of cold-shoulder is dumb and should stop right now!-

Chris didn't think you were doing it on purpose at first, well, to be honest at first he was glad to have his own space for a few days! Especially since he was already busy studying, he could be a smart person but he studying was a focusing nightmare to him-

Then later, after the test week, you still seemed very distant… He thought you were finally focusing on your education like you always complained about, hell, he even came to you one day and told you how proud he was! Even inviting you to study in his house!! He never does that!

Oh… But you didn't understand why he was so happy, and he didn't understand why you rejected his offer… He was wrong on his assumption, then? Or did you really not want to spend time with him?

"As expected, I don't even know why I assumed you would be studying, let me guess- You were too focused on another random piece of media this week? Do I know it? We could talk about it on the way out, like always right?" He wasn't the best with words, and neither with his tone. Yet he was genuinely expecting you to talk to him about it, like you always do!... You didn't. You answered in a hurry and scurried away.

Maybe you were just in a hurry, maybe if he was lucky he'll be able to catch you to walk with him home.

You didn't, but worse than not finding you was seeing you walking around with one of your so-called friends. Mylo, was it? Well, it could be worse… Annie was a LOT more annoying to deal with.

Always so possessive of you, it didn't seem like a healthy friendship at all yet you never took his words seriously… Always so protective of you, as if a leaf couldn't fall on your head that you just break under pressure! [Y/n] is their own individual, ANNIE!!

Says the mf following you two-

Mylo was a lot less direct about his discomfort regarding your crush, well… Your friend had his own motives, and of course he would NEVER do anything to hurt his best friend! But he couldn't bring himself to be mean towards Christopher, maybe he just simply couldn't be mean to anyone perhaps…

So interactions between these two were often civil, polite, yet very not pleasant. Chris never understood how you could be friends with those two, they were clearly obsessed with you.

Wait… was.. Was that why you haven't been able to spend time with him at all?! Because of GODDAMN MYLO?!

"HEY!!" He yelled out as he made his previously hidden presence known, acting as if he just came close to you know and that he hasn't been following you two for a long time now-

Despite your clear confusion since technically the route is fairly different from the one you usually take to go home- He brushed it off by simply placing his right arm above your shoulders and around your neck, being in the middle between you and Mylo.

Who, by the way, noticed it but didn't even try to change the situation.

"Ah, I missed walking around like this! [Y/n], why didn't you tell me you were going this way before? I was planning on going to that ice cream shop you always told me about- Where have you been lately, by the way?"

He is very not subtle about this, he is trying but he can't lie about how his true intentions here is trying to deviate you from walking with your friend. Oh, you were going to his home to play games? So he'll come too, obviously, and if Mylo doesn't want that then too bad! Guess Game Friday will have to be another day!!

Oh… Mylo doesn't… think it's a bad idea to have you two over… That wasn't really the plan, especially since Chris doesn't like to be in someone's house that he doesn't know well enough.

".....ffffffFINE!! Great even!!" He was fuming, it was very obvious how displeased he was with the situation, but he would be damned if he backed down now!

→ Christopher Hill:

He is a dumb-dumb, he'll take a long time to realize he is jealous and then proceed to do everything in his power to make it everyone else's problem.

He doesn't even know he likes you so much, or that all the bad things he says about your friends could be attributed to him.

He finds them possessive and obsessed with you, but he goes out of his way to insert himself on your little "friend hangout" even if it pains him to no end. In this scenario, I mentioned Mylo who isn't very confrontational, and actually is very interested in hanging out with your crush (he is very curious about why you like this twig of a human being so much… maybe he understands it a little bit…).

Annie is almost the complete opposite, she finds Chris's game of cat and mouse with you really unhealthy and wishes you could fall out of love for this guy already- I-It isn't love!! It's just a stupid crush on a stupid guy that never treats you how you deserve to be treated! Annie is very likely to start arguing with Chris over the smallest of things (but never addressing the actual issue in your presence, you don't need to see them at their worst like that…).

Christopher is very awkward with his words, and part of him knows he'll end up losing you for his own condescending tone and overly grumpy attitude- So he doubles down on his bad traits to try to protect himself from the inevitable. But the other part of him thinks you're just playing around, trying to provoke these reactions out of him on purpose, trying to make him jealous because you're so obsessed with him you want to see him be in your shoes for once, is that it?!

Sugar cube, you have NO idea how aggravating it is to suddenly not be in your spotlight, to be ignored without a warning. And for what- Your weird friends?! Oh it just brings out the worst in him.

In the case he gets to spend time with you even in your friend's presence (I'll use the previous scenario for example) he'll be attached to you like a bug, all those previous annoyances with your sudden touch seem to jump out of his mind- He becomes very clingy especially since your friends are very touchy.

Game Friday Night won't be the same with him there, and that goes to every other special friend time you guys may have- He isn't subtle, he doesn't know how to, but he does know how to make you feel guilty. You haven't talked with him in so long! What were you thinking?!

But of course, he won't be AS obvious about it as he doesn't mean to put the blame entirely at you, because it's not your fault, right? It's Mylo's fault, and Chris just needs to get back to the previous schedule-

Where it should be just you and him, the two dummies in their "will they won't they" FRIENDSHIP!! He just needs to take their place, you want game nights? Why not play with him in his house? His bedroom is a lot bigger than yours and Mylo's combined- But if luxury isn't the problem then maybe you'll appreciate the variety of things you two can play.

If he finds your friendships to be really taking a toll on your life (if you continue to ignore him) he might have to turn his offers from demands to orders, sugar cube! Of course he would never do anything to hurt you, but he is literally doing this for your own good, and if you continue to be so childish he might think you've been completely influenced by your friends.

Christopher is a lot more demanding and controlling than the other characters, not above being brutish with you if it means you'll actually listen to him for once! The initially petty, stubborn jealous man can turn into a controlling, raging angst if you don't be careful enough.

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#yandere #yandere oc #choco stuff #yandere x reader #special delivery headcanons #special delivery request #yandere senpai #yandere crush #yandere crush/senpai #yandere tsundere #yandere male #gender neutral reader #yandere senpai x reader #yandere oc x reader

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yandere-fics · 1 month

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Bibi The Jester

(The artwork was done by Girlfailure anon!)

♡ "Pookie where's my hug, please? I made you laugh and now I should get a hug!" ♡

She's a clingy yandere who will just pop up wherever you happen to be/ She's also a bit delusional, you could be actively hiding and she'll talk about how it's not a very funny joke to act like you're hiding from your girlfriend and you should cut it out before the joke starts to get very annoying. She starts to get a bit mean when you start to repeat your same unfunny "jokes" like how love her or you're mad she killed your fiance. The jokes getting old, stop making it.

♡ "Sorry to disappoint pookie but Bibi is my full name, I don't have a name other than it!" ♡

She might be lying but it's not worth the anger to investigate any further than that.

♡ "42, next question! This is a fun game! More questions! Hurry pookie!" ♡

Probably lying.

♡ "I'm a bit of a ladies man if I do say so myself! Haha just kidding pookie, don't worry if any girl approaches me, I'll kill them and give you their eyes!" ♡

She's a lesbian and she's being completely serious.

♡ "Oh I love this question! I'm the executioner, if you couldn't tell by the bells on my head! Also court jester but the executions are my funniest jokes!" ♡

She's primarily court jester but they also let her do executions, Theanna likes how having her jester do executions makes everyone unnerved and scared that if they do something bad their execution will be made into a subpar jester's comedy routine.

♡ "I like my pookie! Your laugh is the cutest! I also like shouting!" ♡

It goes without saying she also likes killing, it's funny.

♡ "I hate when people tell unfunny jokes or laugh at the jokes for the wrong reasons! Oh! Oh! I also hate hate hate when necks are too thick to cut through in one go, it ruins the bit!" ♡

She doesn't like when you keep going with an unfunny joke like telling her the two of you are breaking up or you don't love her cause you laughed at a joke, it's not funny you bitch.

♡ "I'm obviously very good at running! Haha, of course I'm not good at that, look at my leg, it's falling apart, I got you good though! Laugh. Anyways I'm great at telling jokes, not good at stealing but that's what got me my current job!" ♡

She was about to be killed for thievery but made a joke Theanna laughed at so she was allowed to be a court jester instead. She's also decent at juggling even though she's missing two fingers. She has a prosthetic leg so very not good at running cause it's broken down and never gets repaired. She's really not good at a lot of things.

♡ "Pookie! Get back here! I have more jokes to tell! Look at this eyeball, isn't it funny looking!" ♡

#girlfailure anon #yandere oc #yandere lesbian #yandere x reader #yandere x y/n #my oc Bibi

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soldier-poet-king · 4 months

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Ok one last thought abt neglect & emotional abuse from emotionally immature adults and laying the blame when one party is a child

Actually been thinking a lot abt this lately and like when I first started to recover I blamed my parents and mother esp for everything. The blame was entirely on them. Then I grew some more and realized that they're people, awful broken people, and all the harm they caused was born out of their own suffering and the majority of it probably wasn't intentional or malicious (though I'll never really know the truth) and so I can't blame them, and I was a bit of a shithead as a teen so I should've been better and more accommodating and less moody.

But y'know? I was a fuckin teen. That's still a child. And more than that, I was a teen with severe and undiagnosed mental health issues. Like obviously there are times I could've been kinder, or more patient, or less moody. That's just life, what being A Human Person is like. But ultimately I was still a child, I didn't realize it until after 25 when that inexplicable brain thing clicked. Objectively I'm not really any different, but something settled. And it's so much easier to see that I was a child. Maybe I was a people pleasing 'mature for my age' bright child.

But I was a child. And so no matter how shitty and irritating I might have been like. I deserved better? No matter how much my parents were suffering in their mutual antipathy and self centered woes, they were still the adults, they still had the responsibility to not only sort out their shit and themselves and go to fuckin therapy, but also to not take it out on me or make it my problem. The boundaries blurred and I was hurt in ways that cant be fixed and whether or not it was intentionally wished harm on their part doesnt negate the fact that it's still their fault because I was a CHILD

Idk why I'm only realizing this now. Or it I'll truly be able to /believe/ it in a way that lets me stop being so anxious and constantly blaming myself and compulsively trying to fix everything because if I don't and they're mad its my fault and everything is going to go wrong and oh god etc etc etc. idk if I'll ever believe it, truly. But it took me this long to realize and maybe it's just seeing bro3 be 14 and be a huge shithead because, y'know, he's 14, his brain is doing all sorts of weird shit. He'd a KID. And sure he's annoying and I may snap at him sometimes. But I apologize. I make sure he knows he's cared for. Im honest with him when I fuck up. When I do fuck up I don't just let it linger and make it his fault. No he's not my kid so the dynamic isnt fully the same. But he sorta is my kid? And I cannot ever imagine treating him the way I was treated, no matter how terribly I am feeling, how awful my brain is.

#the duality of fran #idk man. just #bored at work and been doing a lot of introspection over the holidays #bc ive been moody and my family has been extra trying #and also bc ive been out of the house aka free. while catsitting #and i dont want this little reprieve to come to an end #its been. such a relief. to be alone #its lonely but my family is not the antidote to loneliness. theyre not. i keep forgetting that #they dont make me less lonely they just make me lonely AND hurt

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frenziedslashers · 1 year

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Lead The Way

Pairing: Rhys Strongfork x Reader

Warning: Porn without Plot, Blowjobs, That's really it tbh. Mentions of it leading to more, but I didn't write the rest. I might make a part two, idk.

"Oh fuck, holy shit, this is happening," He stammered into the air, a hand hovering over your head while you licked up his shaft between his legs. His back pressed firmly against the wall. He couldn't believe this was happening. "Just relax, Rhys, I'll take good care of you." Your voice was in a tone that sent sparks shooting through his body.

If you had asked him earlier that day what the CEO of Atlas would be doing later that night. It definitely wouldn't be getting a blow job from his super, super hot partner. The two of you had only been in a relationship for what? About four, or five months now? And this was probably the second time he was receiving head from you. Let alone about the fourth time either of you had done anything inherently sexual together. He was just too busy. Or at least he told you and himself that he was too busy. It was mostly him being nervous. Too scared he wouldn't be all of your dreams and expectations in bed.

When your tongue flicked out to lick over his tip his head collided with the wall behind him. A groan left his throat. Your pause while looking up to see if he was alright made him peek down at you. Pink splattered across his face. "The walls closer than I thought," he muttered in explanation, and you chuckled. Continuing your activities.

Your mouth enveloped his length like no other, and he swore he was about to combust. His eyes fell half-lidded, then fought to stay open. All while staring down at you. You were too perfect to take his eyes off of. Plus, he had heard that eye contact was intimate and would prevent you from feeling like he was disinterested in you. It was just so hard for Rhys to keep doing, though.

He wasn't used to the attention, nor the pleasure that was coursing his body. His hand slightly tightening in your hair while his legs shook and his shoulder blades dug further against the wall. "Fuck, I don't understand how you do this so well." He rambled, trying his best to stay focused and not cum as quick as last time. You never said anything about it, but that didn't stop him from worrying that it had annoyed you. He couldn't help it with how good you made him feel. He swore you could bring him to orgasm just by praising him enough and looking at him just right.

"Fuck, holy shit, I'm so close." You knew he was by the heavy breathing from your lover above. Along with his head slowly lolling back and his eyes fluttering shut. One final bob of your head and his hips were stuttering. His release hit the back of your throat while he let out a cry that had your thighs clenching. His reactions were always your favorite.

When Rhys finally came down from his high, you had made the mistake of moving away from him. The lack of you helping hold him up against the wall caused him to slide down onto the floor. His pants still around his thighs. "Fuck, how are you so good at that?" He asked, and you snickered. Crawling on your hands and knees over to the man. Rhys keeping his eyes on you the whole time. Especially when you decided to climb onto his lap. Thighs straddling his own. His hands coming to rest on top of them.

"Well, it's pretty easy when you're so sensitive." A gasp left the man's throat along with a pout. "I am not! You're just using some sort of spell on me. I know it. You've got to be a siren or something. It would only make sense. I'm not sensitive." He told you, squeezing at your thighs which had you giggling. Your hands resting on his chest and trailing down further and further... Until they stopped to rest right above his cock which was slowly but surely twitching back to life. "Oh, you aren't?" "No," he stated a bit sternly with a small smirk. The tone of his voice and the look in his eyes made you shudder. Your action only made Rhys' smirk grow.

"How about I return the favor, now?" This was new. Yeah, he's sort of initiated sex before. He's offered to make you feel good, but he was so much more confident in himself than he normally was. You liked the change. Smiling while nodding your head. "I'm all yours, Rhysie bear," you teased with the nickname to which he rolled his eyes with a sigh. Moving you off his lap so he could pull his pants up so they rested around his waist. Pulling himself and then you up off of the floor.

"Well, we better get started then. I have a couple things I'd like to try with you. If you're up for it, honey." This was all new, and you definitely wouldn't be denying any of it. Nodding in confirmation with a smile. Rhys smiling back while taking your hand to lead you to the safety of your shared bedroom.

#rhys strongfork #rhys strongfork smut #notsfw #minors dni #borderlands 3 #tales from the borderlands #new tales from the borderlands #rhys strongfork x reader

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manestjerne · 1 month

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Let me save you pt. VI

Juice Ortiz x female

Word count: 6.7k

Warnings: blood, bad language, violence, mentions of sex(?), angst

A/N: Hi guys! Sorry for such a long break, I had this in my drafts for some time, but couldn't get myself to post it, but I'm back now and I'll try to be more consistent 🫶🏻

Walking to the kitchen alone in the morning was a really bad decision. The place was a complete mess and so many things I never wanted to see flashed before my eyes. Passing a few people I really wanted to stop and make sure they’re still alive, but gladly I just walked pass by the disgusting scene, making sure I won’t put my foot in anything on the floor, either people or weird, unrecognized substances. Too early to eat anything as always I just poured myself a cup of coffee and sat down by the kitchen table, praying no one walks in. I haven’t talked with anybody besides Juice about yesterdays situation and I wasn’t sure if they approved what I did. Gemma is probably proud. Looking at the shelves filled with instant food packages I realized I used to do much worse things. Yeah, but you were home. Your place. It’s not my place anymore, but it was back then. I don’t think I have my place now, but it’s definitely not here. Showing up at night looking like I was hit by a truck and then showing some attitude to a girl who’s from here was probably not the best option. Was it? I locked my eyes on a canned chicken soup and my stomach turned upside down. That’s disgusting.

- Hey - I flinched when Bobby pulled me out of my thoughts

- You’re up early.

It’s not early, but looking at how many people were still passed out it was surprising to see someone alive.

- Decided to give my liver a rest yesterday - he replied calmly pouring himself a cup of fresh coffee and sitting next to me - What about you?

- My liver deserved a rest years ago, I’m too old for that kind of parties - I said jokingly to keep the conversation as far from the shattered glasses as I could

- I don’t know how he did that, but Chibs told us you’re not letting things like that slide easily.

Shit, my brilliant plan didn’t work.

- Look, I don’t want to sound like a toddler, but she started. I’m not here to cause any drama.

- Actually - he looked down trying to hide his smile - I’m sure some people there were glad somebody finally did that.

- What do you mean? - he tried to lock his eyes with mine but I kept looking at the chicken soup in the corner

- See, Ima is the CaraCara girl. Not many are fond of her, but she’s making good money with Layla, and there’s actually no reason to get rid of her, a pornstar being annoying and slutty is not that much of a deal when you think about it. I work at the studio as an accountant so I spend quite a lot of time with the girls, maybe I don’t know them that well, but you know…

- Deep inside she’s just a lost, lovely girl? - I asked with a little sarcasm when I saw him struggling to finish the sentence, but he bursted out laughing

- No, she’s really just an annoying slut, I don’t know where I was going there.

I finally left the soup and looked at him laughing, felt a smile forming on my face.

- Just don’t blame yourself, you sat here looking like you had a moral hangover.

- I don’t actually blame myself, but feels like I needed someone else to say that, thanks Bobby.

He replied with a warm smile.

- I should go and finish the party for good now, see you later.

I sat there for a minute after he left. It’s kinda sad people approach me when I’m just sitting alone, my resting face must be extremely depressed. I slowly got up from the chair and dragged my feet back to the bedroom. When I walked into the room Juice just got out of the bathroom. I looked at the single cup of coffee in my hand. Lovely.

- And that’s… for you - I smiled and handed him the cup which he accepted with his hand still wet from the shower

- Oh wow, so lovely, you went there just to get me a coffee and didn’t even think about yourself? - he took a sip and handed me the cup back with a smile

- I’m sorry, I don’t know why I did that.

He would bring me a coffee.

- Who were you talking to? - he asked calmly but I felt shivers anyway

- No one.

Why would I lie? What’s the point? He turned back to me and laughed politely to ensure me he’s not mad, but curious.

- You were sitting there for so long alone? Come on, I just want to know if you’re getting along with anybody - he still smiled softly putting on his shirt

- Oh, excuse me? - I laughed forgetting about how uncomfortable I just was - I was talking with Bobby, but just so you know, I get along with a lot of people here. Like Lyla, she’s great. And Chibs. And Tig. Oh, and Opie, yeah, Opie’s cool. And… And Chucky!

- Okay, alright - he wrapped his arms around me to stop me from thinking of more names - I’m glad you’re feeling good here.

- Yeah, about feeling good, it’s great here, but can we go home?

- Sure - he said not letting me go

- I believe you have to let me go so I can grab my stuff and get in the car.

- Oh Christ, sorry I was even touching you princess. Want me to carry you so your shoes don’t get too dirty? - he responded handing me my bag

How is he smiling all the time? That’s probably the thing I love about him the most, but that’s also something to think about. On our way to the car we stopped at the bar. Bobby sitting on the stool with his face hidden in his hands was looking pretty pathetic. But not so pathetic as all the people still lying in different, sometimes weird places.

- How was your finishing the party? - I asked putting my hand on his shoulder, he patted it lightly

- Just as you can see. You know what? - he looked at our bags - I’m going home too, Clay should handle this, I’m not responsible for other charters, am I?

- You should go - Juice said firmly, exactly as he needed, Bobby immediately got up and walked us to the car

- I believe todays vote will be postponed for tomorrow - he said before Juice sat behind the wheel - use your day off well.

Looking at me he smiled once again and next seconds Juice was starting the engine.

- Gross - I said jokingly

- What do you mean?

- That thing about your “day off”. Use it well. On me? Come on.

- That’s not what he meant - he sounded serious, but a smile was still fully visible on his face

- Then what did he mean?

- He definitely meant my bike, I should work on it - he now laughed out loud - by the way, you saw it?

I moved my head and looked out through the window.

- Saw what?

- My bike.

- Yeah, I see it pretty much everyday, it’s hard to not see it when you live with a biker. It’s nice, even lovely I’d say.

- I don’t mean that one.

I kept looking through the window acting like I don’t know about the other one hidden in the garage. He shouldn’t be mad, I definitely didn’t break anything, but maybe he doesn’t know I’ve touched it, why should I tell him myself?

- You have more than one bike? That’s so cool - I smiled to myself and felt him staring at the back of my head

- Y/n, you know I won’t be mad.

- Mad? About what? - I realized he can see my face in the reflection on the glass so I immediately stopped smiling and looked at him.

- Just wanted to tell that you did well - he smiled at my reaction - must’ve taken you a few hours, huh?

- I’m sorry, but it’s pretty boring to be alone and not at home, I was looking for anything to do. And when did you even have time to see that I’ve touched it? I left all the tools exactly where they were before, you have like a dairy or what? - I laughed and realized we were pulling into the driveway

- Sometimes when I can’t sleep and think too much I go there trying to relax, so you don’t know I did that probably because you were sleeping.

- You know - I stopped because he rushed to open the door for me right after he parked - you know you can talk to me? I’m probably better at that stuff than your secret bike.

- I’m not schizophrenic or anything, I do all the talking in my head so it won’t be weird.

I just gave him a meaningful look and followed him inside.

- I’m worried about tomorrow - I said after settling on the couch

- What’s tomorrow? Your first day at work? - my blank stare must’ve said everything because he continued without my answer - Why? You did all that nursing stuff before, didn’t you?

- No, I’ve actually never done that, that’s why they hired me. What’s wrong with you today? - I took a sip of my tea waiting for his response wondering if I’m not too harsh, but he laughed as softly as always

- I think I’m just tired.

- Tired of bitches hitting up on you all night?

- Alright, from what I can remember there was only one bitch hitting up on me yesterday.

- And I really hope you mean Ima - I laughed

I was pretty shocked I got over it so fast and didn’t overthink what happened last night.

- Well, you definitely don’t need to beg me for attention so I definitely didn’t mean you.

Is this about the “I love you” thing? I really don’t want to talk about this now.

- Good to hear that - I smiled and run to another topic immediately - so do we have a free evening today or you want to go check in at the club?

- Remember what Bobby said? - he asked playfully

- Oh come on, I’m serious now.

- Yeah, me too. How about a movie night?

- How about a walk?

Looking at his face I could see my question put him off guard.

- What? - I laughed at the silence

- Where do you want to go? - his tone became more firm and calm

- I don’t know, aren’t there any parks here? - I laughed and grabbed his thigh gently - Juice, if you don’t want to we don’t have to do that, I just asked. But I’d still like to know what’s so terrible about walks.

I tried to stop smiling but the fact that he looked terrified by the idea of taking a walk was pretty hilarious.

- No, I’m sorry, of course we can go for a walk, it’s just that I prefer spending my free time at home - he smoothed out the pillow not even looking at me

- Are you really afraid something might happen? - I asked moving other pillows out of his reach when he tried to grab another one

- l just, you know - I don’t, keep talking - well, many people know me here - he finally got the courage to look at me and his sad puppy eyes literally made me want to cry

- I’m sorry, but what’s wrong with people knowing who you are? - I truly didn’t understand what he meant and asking was the best option since I wasn’t scared of being embarrassed anymore

- I’m sorry, I just want you to be safe and I know that there are only two places I can be sure about you not getting hurt, here and at the clubhouse. I know it sounds out of line, but some people want to hurt us and they know their best ways to do that.

-So the best way to hurt you would be hurting me, huh? - I tried to comfort him and did the literal opposite, but still got a little smile from him

-I know how it sounds, really. Especially when I told you I’m just a member of a club, but-

-Yeah, I know it’s not just a club, I’m not that stupid - this time comforting him went a little better and he finally took his hand off the perfectly flattened pillow to grab my hand

-You’re really important to me, and however unrealistic this sounds, I need to protect you at all costs right now. It’s not always going to be like that, but we got ourselves into some trouble lately.

-Is it about the drugs? The club trying to leave is just not going as Jax planned?

Maybe I shouldn’t say that, but on the other hand it might help him to open and talk to me. I already knew more than he thought, why wouldn’t he just talk to me about it now? The silence between us was pretty loud and his concerned face made me want to laugh, but I tried to keep a straight face to show him I’m serious.

-What do you mean „the drugs”?

-Oh come on, you really want to play that game? - his question annoyed me a little, even tho I did the same thing all the time

-How do you even know about that? - he wasn’t angry, more stressed and worried, his hands landing on the pillow again

-Okay, are you going to answer my question or we don’t have anything to talk about?

-Yes, it’s about drugs. Leaving the business isn’t as easy as we thought, and Clay is not cooperating with Jax. Except this whole shit with drugs we have a lot going on inside our charter. It looks like nothing is going to be better unless these two work their shit out, and I don’t think it’s going to happen anytime soon - he opened even a little more than I expected, but I was so glad he finally did that - that’s why I’m worried about you and about what might happen.

-Thank you for being honest with me, I really appreciate that - I gently took the pillow from him and replaced it with my hands - I know you can’t talk a lot about the club stuff, but you can still talk about your feelings, that’s not pathetic, I cried in front of you so many times, come on.

I tried to lighten him up and believed it worked, since he gave me a bright smile.

-Okay, I’ll try, but for now is it enough? - he chuckled

-Well, I accept that, but I’ll demand more honesty in the future if you want to spend it with me.

I looked down, his hands, always steady, now shaking a little, not matching his cheerful smile. His eyes dark, I could even say full of joy. Hiding his emotions started getting harder, or maybe I was better at reading it.

-You have no idea how much I want that - he smiled so adorably I almost fell for it, but another look at his hands worried me again

Using how close we were to each other I sat on his laps and let him hide his face in my neck. His hands immediately started wandering around my back and when they found the spot he pulled me closer. I tried to sink in the moment, when he suddenly threw me off his knees, my back landing on the soft couch I was trapped by his body. It was so gentle, yet so fast that I froze under him.

-The fuck was that? - I asked completely confused

-I just wanted to see your reaction, but that little scream was so cute - wide smile wasn’t leaving his face, he looked amused by my consternation - are you ticklish?

-Juan, don’t try that, get off me - I said firmly trying not to laugh

-I promise I’ll start talking about my feelings, I just need some time - he said not moving

-Okay, okay, I trust you but let me go - I was now laughing with him

He slowly got up letting me do the same thing. I got closer to his face, putting my hands around his neck and just looked him in the eyes. Juice immediately shortened the distance by kissing me, licking my lip I opened my mouth to let him in when the doorbell interrupted us. He slowly pulled back and rested his forehead on mine and I just started laughing. Like a damn movie.

-Stay here - he got up and dragged his feet towards the door unlocking it slowly

-Hey Juicy - I heard Chibs so I made my way to the door, not wanting him to take my boyfriend away from me again

My who?

-Hi Chibs, perfect timing, what’s up?

-The vote’s tomorrow at 6 - he smiled softly to greet me

-And that’s why you came all the way here? - I asked amused by Juice’s reaction

-Well, maybe if he’d pick up his damn phone I wouldn’t have to do that - he stepped through the door and closed it - that vote might take a little longer, I talked to the guys from north and they are not giving up so easily, just so you know - he gave Juice a serious look - am I interrupting you?

-No, we were just going to my old place to get some stuff, since you have so much free time you can come with us to help - I smiled at him and then saw Juice’s face - we talked about it yesterday…

-Oh yeah, we did, I’m sorry - he brightened up immediately

-Actually I don’t have anything better to do, you want me to call Tig?

-That would be nice - I said before Juice even opened his mouth - Juice, you have any empty boxes in your garage?

-Yeah, there are some.

-So I’ll call Tiggy and you kids go find some boxes so we can go - Chibs smiled at us once again and went through the door

-Juice - I said with a straight face - did you mute your phone to „use your time well” with me? - I tried not to smile

-Of course not - he laughed and started walking towards the garage - I must’ve did that by accident.

-You’re a bad liar, really.

-I think that’s good - he pinned me to the wall and kissed me softly - will we finish that later?

-Oh god, stop - I laughed and walked under his hand to free myself - let’s get the boxes, how many do you have?

-And how many do you want? You have much stuff there? - he started going through the empty boxes and throwing the bigger ones in my direction

-Well, should I get all of it? Will you get me a place when I can store them? - I asked while folding the boxes and putting them aside

-Can’t you just unpack here? Why would you keep your things in the boxes?

I kept my eyes on the flatted pile I just made.

-You want me to stay here for good? I know you for like a month, I can’t just move in.

-So you’re just living here temporarily, huh? - he also wasn’t looking at me but I saw him smiling

-Well, if that’s what you mean then I can tell you I was looking for some houses for sale here.

He threw a last one at me and came closer.

-I mean that I want you to feel like at home here. You don’t have to move out, I have plenty of free space, there’s even a free bedroom upstairs if you don’t want to share the bed anymore.

-Don’t you think it’s a little bit early to live together? We’re not even a couple or anything - I tried not to look at him but he made it impossible

-Aren’t we? - he took the boxes I just folded and went outside - I want you to stay here - he yelled while putting them in the trunk

-Tig will wait at the clubhouse for us, I believe you want to switch the car for a bigger one if we’re taking all of your shit here - Chibs said when I met them at the driveway

-Yeah, sure - I sat on the passenger sit and waited for Juice to join me

We drove to Lodi in silence, but I saw him looking at me from time to time, smile not leaving his face. I was really happy about what he said, but didn’t want to show him that i really care about that. Acting casual wasn’t my best skill, but I both didn’t want to scare him or just ruin what we already had, so I chose to ignore my feelings for now. When we pulled up Juice parked the truck right in front of the door and guys left their bikes a little closer to the street. When we entered the building my hands were empty, nobody let me carry anything so I just led them upstairs and unlocked the door.

-So there’s no elevator here, huh? - Tig asked when i was fighting with my shaky hands to put the key in

-Yeah, you’ll have to carry all the boxes alone, or you can let me help you - I said opening the door and letting them in

-You’re not carrying anything, just focus on the packing - Chibs said letting me go in front of him - stop whining Tiggy.

But I wasn’t listening to him, what I saw made me freeze where I was standing. Should’ve cleaned that up before leaving. Blood drops on the floor, marking the paths where I was walking before I cleaned myself up. Bloody tissues on the table and now also on the floor, bathroom sink still covered in blood, perfectly visible since I left the door open.

-That’s quite a lot of blood for such a small person - Tig said and put the boxes down - but we’ve seen worse, don’t worry, where should we start?

We’ve seen worse? That’s it? Wow.

-You can get all the stuff from here and the kitchen, I’ll go get the bathroom and bedroom - I said and quietly left with a few boxes in my hands

I never liked packing, but today it was different. I never wanted to see that apartment again, it was so nice and I loved it with all my heart, but now it was hard to feel safe here. Glad that nobody interrupted me I just focused on packing when I heard someone knocking on the door. I went to check what’s going on, but seeing the three of them froze, just staring at the door made me laugh.

-Are we expecting any guests? - Chibs asked when I entered the room

-Why don’t you just check who that is? - I said a little bit more annoyed than I meant to

I walked toward the door and saw all of them reaching their belts, pretty sure what they had there.

-That’s fucking pathetic - I said looking at their reaction and slowly opened the door

-I thought you’re not going to open, like you’re mad that I just left you, oh wait, you can’t be mad, because you’re the one who left me - Nat laughed and walked pass me not waiting for an invitation to come inside - oh hello gentleman - she put her bag on the table

-Guys, that’s Nat, Nat this is Tig and Chibs, I think you remember Juice - I smiled looking at their reaction

-Of course I remember, hi everyone - she started going through her bag looking for something

-Tig, don’t even try - I said when I saw him walking her way - you’re all being rude right now - I laughed when they just kept looking at her not saying anything and got a quiet “hi Nat” from all three as a response

-But she’s not going to kill us, right? - Chibs joked looking around at the bloody mess - she’s not the one I guess?

-Sadly I left all my white weapons at home, so you have advantage over me - she moved her head up and looked at his belt - oh I found it, you’re going for a smoke? - she put her lighter in the pocket and looked at me

-Sure - I responded quickly and followed her to the balcony - how did you even know I’m here? You’re stalking me or what? - I laughed as soon as the door closed behind us

-I was just walking by and saw two bikes in front of the building, who else could it be? - she sat on the bench and kept looking at me with her weird, cute smile

-Why are you looking at me like that? - I laughed - it’s been a week, not like I’ve abandoned you or anything

-Are you okay? I’m sorry, but your explanations over texts weren’t really convincing - she patted the spot besides her

-I had some mess to clean up lately - I said sitting down

-Yeah, pretty cute mess - she looked through the window at guys packing my stuff - you live with them?

-They don’t live together - I laughed loudly at her question - I’m staying at Juice’s for now, I’m not sure what to do next.

-He rescued you and let you move in after knowing you for a month? What a hero - I knew it was not fully sarcastic, even tho she tried to sound like it - he loves you or what?

-He actually told me he does - I responded not looking at her

-Are you shitting me right now? You love him too? Girl what happened to your independent, 'I don’t need any man', lifestyle. I thought you’re just going to fuck him - she shook her head in fake disbelief trying not to laugh

-I actually don’t know, I didn’t say anything.

-Okay, you really have to be kidding me - she laughed now

-Oh shut up, do you want to help me pack since you’re here?

About an hour later a stack of heavy boxes filled with all my stuff was standing near the door. Tig and Chibs went to the bus to pack the first ones and I sat on the couch to clear things out with Nat.

-You’re not mad at me, are you? - I asked watching as Juice went to the kitchen and leaned back on the counter

-Why would I be? - she laughed - because you left me in this shitty town with my shitty job? Come on y/n, I always cheered you up, I’m really glad you got the job you wanted so bad.

-The job is one thing, it I still moved away not even telling you straight away, I feel kinda bad about it - and what I said was honest, I knew it was my life and I was the only person who should decide about it, but the demons from my past or whatever we’re still chasing me and I felt like I needed permission for everything

-Sweetheart - she looked at me with her lovely eyes, and leaned in to make sure I can hear every word she says - are you fucking kidding me? It’s your life and you have to be god damn happy, don’t worry about other people so much, we’ve already been there and I thought you understood it’s a bad idea.

We both laughed and I picked my bag from the floor when the guys came back upstairs.

-Okay, let’s go - I grabbed a box and headed to the door

-I don’t think so - Chibs took it from me and placed it back down on the floor - ten minutes and everything should be handled, you should spare your wrists.

Nat joined me and watched all the of them carrying the boxes downstairs.

-What’s your schedule next weekend? - I asked when they disappeared behind the last wall

-Not sure yet, why? Want me to come visit your big town? - she laughed and threw her bag over her shoulder

-Yeah, you should come by, I’ll probably be alone for a while - she smiled at me and slowly walked through the door

-We’ll keep in touch - she blowed me a kiss - bye, love ya.

-When are you planning to start unpacking? - Juice was leaning on the kitchen counter and looking at the boxes besides the door

I walked up to the fridge and got myself a beer.

-Are they bothering you so much? - I stood next to him looking in the same direction

-I mean, not really, just wondering - he took a sip from his bottle

-Oh, you’re such a pedant - I smiled at him - I wanted to at least start today, but I don’t think I have enough energy for that, I’m sorry. This work thing is kind of stressing me out, like it’s my first day ever. I just want it to be over, then I’ll take care of other stuff, is that okay?

-Of course it’s okay - he looked at me as softly as always, I wondered what would I have to do to make him mad - I’ll help you whenever you’re ready.

I didn’t have a chance to answer, because his phone drown my quiet „thanks” out. After his short answers I could immediately recognize it was a call from the club. What else could it be? I was expecting that.

-I need you to come with me - he said firmly while putting his cell back in the pocket

-I can stay alone Juice, we’ve talked about it. I’ll be fine.

-No - he looked serious and worried at the same time - They need you at the clubhouse.

I wasn’t expecting that.

-Why? What happened? - I asked when he nervously started looking for the car keys

-Couldn’t tell me on the phone - he answered calmly, still not looking at me - so probably there’s someone to patch up.

-Okay - I said without hesitation and he finally looked at me

-You don’t have to get involved in the club shit, that’s my shit and I can get you out of it if you want. Just this one time if there really isn’t anyone else to help, we’ll figure this out, okay?

-Juice - now I was smiling softly - I’m fine with that, really. Our shit now.

We hurried through the door and it was surprisingly quiet inside, but everyone got up from their seats when we walked through the door.

-Kozik got hit, Tara’s out of town and we need someone to take care of him. Her bag is already there, just come with me - Jax grabbed my arm and pulled me slightly so | would follow him

I entered the chapel and heard multiple footsteps following me, but I couldn’t focus on that. A blonde man was laying on the massive wooden table. His bare chest was covered in blood, a hole in his upper arm made it pretty clear that he was shot. I froze, not at the fact that a man with probably a bullet in his body was casually laying on the table, a prospect next to him trying to stop the bleeding, but because I was the one to help him. I haven’t done anything like that in some time, had no idea where to start I started panicking quietly.

-Tell us how to help - Chips nudged me softly but firmly

-Did it went through? - I asked filled with fake hope

-Did it what? - the prospect holding a soaked cloth looked at me like I was a ghost

-How many holes are there? - I smiled sarcastically - Is the bullet still inside or did it went through? Let me see.

Chibs helped raising Kozik’s arm up and of course the bullet was still inside

-I’m not a damn neuro or ortho to deal with such stuff smoothly - I said looking through Tara’s bag and trying to focus.

-You don’t have to get him perfectly fine, we can cut that arm off if you’ll say that’s the best option.

-Shut up Tig, that’s not funny anymore - said Jax

I looked up and saw him sitting on a chair in the corner of the room, sipping on his beer like nothing was happening.

I came back to the table and took a closer look at the wound.

-It’s not deep, you have to hold him still and I’ll take the bullet out - I wasn’t sure how to do that, I had to deal with worse things in the past, but every memory of it just vanished at instant - I’ll count to three.

The faster the better. I saw a bloody mess before digging my fingers into the hole. It was gross even through the gloves, I thought I can feel my legs shaking. Trying not to make more damage I wanted to focus but the screams made it impossible and I couldn’t find the right angle to take a grip on the bullet.

-Shut him the fuck up - I said calmly concentrating on where my fingers were going and suddenly I looked at my hand, hovered in blood, holding a shiny piece of metal

Glad that the worst part was already over I started to put stitches on, kinda surprised the bleeding almost stopped.

-I don’t think any arteries were damaged, he should be fine soon - I said to Jax who was sitting on a stool next to mine

-I really appreciate you came to help us, thank you - he said sadly, eyes locked on the countertop in front of him

-You’ve helped me enough, that’s the least I can do. If you ever need me again, don’t hesitate, I’ll gladly do it again - I said knowing it was bullshit, but he smiled slightly - I really have to go now, but I can check in tomorrow after work if you want me to.

-That would be great, thank you - he said and I left to find Juice - Are you coming with me? - I said when our eyes met

-Of course, let’s go - his eyes not as bright as always, smile almost fully fainted and I instantly knew he was just disappointed with me

Tara would’ve done it better, of course, but she’s not here. I’m not even a doctor, and he’s alive so overall I didn’t do such a bad job. I rested my head on the cold window as I sat down in the passengers seat. The sky was beautifully clear, you could count all the stars, a perfect night for a walk, but surely I should forget about that. I closed my eyes and waited for the car to stop so I could just go to bed and burry myself under the covers. When we pulled up I took my purse from the back seat and grabbed the door handle, but Juice was faster as always. He opened the door for me and gave me his gentle hand along with a polite smile. I rushed ahead of him and quickly changed into my pajamas before crawling into bed, but it wasn’t long before he joined me, putting his hand on m hip and kissing my shoulder. We laid in silence for what felt like hours and I couldnt get myself to sleep, move or even talk. I was completely frozen wandering what he was thinking about.

-I’m sorry - was all I mumbled after getting enough courage to open my mouth

-You’re not asleep? - he stopped rubbing my arm and sounded pretty shocked

-I really am, I know I should’ve done better, but I was just scared. I don’t know why, it’s not the circumstances, I just felt like I never did that before and it is fucking scary looking at the fact that im supposed to do such stuff everyday starting tomorrow. I think I’ve lost my damn spark, or whatever it was, I should just stayed behind the bar and do what I was good at. I don’t want that job anymore, I don’t want to do that and I’m scarred I’ll fuck someone's life soon, that’s clearly not for me.

He didn’t interrupt my monologue, just grabbed my shoulder and rolled me over so that I was facing him. Is he really fucking smiling right now?

-I know it sounds pathetic and I don’t just feel sorry for myself, I think I-

He interrupted me this time with a soft chuckle followed by a clearly sad face.

-I should apologize to you, I promised to keep my life away from you, but I didn’t really have a choice there. But you did great y/n, I don’t know what you’re talking about.

-My hands were shaking - I said seriously

-Have you ever taken a bullet out of a stranger’s arm? In a motorcycle clubhouse? Surrounded by a dozen of other bikers? - he smiled, but I knew it wasn’t honest

-No, but that’s not the point Juice - I heard my voice trembling, not aware of being at the edge of crying

-Oh don’t do that to me, I hate when you cry, especially when it's because of me, I promised not to do that anymore, remember? - his smile seemed more confident now and I almost fell for it

-It’s not because of you, I don’t want to do that anymore.

-Then don’t - he said calmly looking me in the eyes

-What do you mean, „don’t”?

-Well, just don’t work, be a house wife and let me support you - he got a quiet laugh from me

-I’m sorry I’m such a whiner sometimes.

-I’m sorry I got you into that - he looked at the clock - you should go to sleep now, it’s late.

I didn’t want to know what time it is and I was glad he stayed quiet, knowing how little sleep I’ll get before my first day wasn’t a good idea. I snuggled into his chest feeling relaxed and safe, as I should’ve from the beginning. Next time just talk to him, burying your emotions won’t help.

-Thank you, goodnight.

-Goodnight, I love you.

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matchmaker

transferred/modified from my wattpad

prompt: your ex girlfriend alexia putellas attempts to set you up with leila ouahabi

word count: 3.5k

a/n: this is a part two to 'call your girlfriend' so it is recommended you read that first

"So Leila huh?" Alexia asks you during your warm ups for the morning field session.

"What are you talking about Lex?" you scoff, slightly blushing as the two of you jog around the pitch.

"You like Leila, duh. I can be your wingwoman” Alexia explains, excited about the prospect of helping you find love again.

"I'm pretty sure Leila still isn't your biggest fan so I'm not sure if being a wingwoman would be the best course of action. Also I don't like her, you are just trying to hook me up with someone"

"Come on (Y/N/N), there has always been something there, you two are like Jenni and I, everyone can see that you are meant to be together. Also she likes you back, I know it, she was always jealous that I was with you" Alexia smirks, waiting to see your reaction to her statement.

You push Alexia lightly before responding, “she could do so much better than me"

"So you do like her!" Alexia yells, this causes teammates to turn their heads in the direction of you two.

"Nothing to see here!" you call back. "Shut up loud mouth, maybe I like her but nothing is going to happen so drop it!" you groan, taking your opportunity at the end of the warm up to put distance between you and Alexia so she will stop talking about you and Leila.

"So I think I have a plan," Alexia states as she sits next to you at team breakfast.

"Whatever it is, I'm not interested," you reply simply, looking around for someone else to join you at the table so you aren’t left alone with Alexia and her scheming.

"No, I actually think it's really good you'll want to hear it" Alexia continues, not caring that you clearly aren't listening.

"Is she annoying you?" Leila asks as she sits on the other side of you, wrapping her arm around your shoulder.

"Please, I am not annoying!" Alexia whines.

"I've just learnt to tune her out, I'm not even sure what she was talking about," you laugh slightly.

"No one ever is, not much of importance is ever said from her" Leila explains, making the two of you giggle.

"I'll have you know I was speaking about something very important, something that could improve both of-" Alexia is cut off by you covering her mouth quickly.

"Too much talking, too early in the morning, quiet or move tables" you glare, making it clear that you expect Alexia to shut up.

"Fine but we will talk about this later," Alexia glares back before grabbing her plate and moving tables, leaving you and Leila sitting alone.

"So what are you and Alexa talking about later?" Leila asks curiously.

"Like I said, I'm not sure, I wasn't listening to her," you lie.

"Oh well it genuinely did seem important, maybe you should listen next time she speaks to you" Leila laughs loudly at the end of her sentence, you join in, joking at your teammates expense.

"Hmm, like you just said, nothing she has to say can be that important" the two of you continue to laugh.

"Partner up with someone who plays the same position as you! We're doing 1v1's" coach Jorge yells as a few girls groan.

"We never do 1v1's with players of the same position" someone in the group groans.

"We do today! Quick partner up Jorge yells back, not leaving room for anymore arguments from the group.

You move closer to Ona, the two of you probably have the closest friendship within the defending group so it makes sense that you would choose each other as partners for the drill.

Alexia eyes you then quickly informs Mapi that she needs to partner with Ona. Mapi tries to argue but it falls on deaf ears as Alexia just glares at her, silently telling her she has no choice.

"Ona you're with me today!" Mapi yells across the group.

"But she's my best friend" you whine, wrapping your arms around Ona to stop her moving.

"You two younglings will go too weak on each other, we need you both to be challenged so that we are a good team" Alexia joins the conversation, proud of her fairly sound logic.

"Fine" you drag out, you look around for someone else to pair up with, "Leila! It's your lucky day" you smile. You also don't miss the smirk spread across Alexia's face, you know this was her plan and you are surprisingly okay with it.

"Yay! My favourite León sister" Leila remarks sarcastically as she makes her way over to the smallest defender wrapping you jokingly in a headlock.

"Wait, I actually am your favourite though, right?" you look up, asking the question insecurely, not so sure you even want to know the answer.

"Forget favourite León sister, you are my favourite defender, nope actually, favourite football player, wait no let's try again, favourite person" Leila informs you sincerely, the two of you making your way over to grab a ball and begin the drill.

"Come on (Y/N) you've got it" Mapi yells as the entire team stands around watching Leila and yourself fight over the ball.

The rest of the squad have already finished the drill but yourself and Leila are extremely competitive, so you have decided to continue for another minute, agreeing that the last person with the ball wins the drill.

You attempt to kick the ball through Leila's legs so you can gain possession from behind her, but this plan doesn't work out as you envisioned. Instead Leila kicks the ball to the side before you can touch it, this causes you to clip Leila's ankle slightly making the older woman fall on top of you, your faces are inches apart and you feel like you can't breathe.

"Looks like I won León" Leila winks as she swiftly gets herself off the ground, holding her hand out in order to help you up.

"Water break, then scrimmage! Putellas and León senior are captains, no complaining or the last 45 minutes will be laps!” Jorge calls, alleviating the tension that was building.

"What was that!?" Alexia asks you in a hushed whisper yell as the two of you stand a few metres away from the rest of the group.

"I don't know! We were just looking at each other and I couldn't breathe like what I was supposed to do, lean up and kiss her?" you ask dramatically, annoyed mainly at yourself.

"That's exactly what you were supposed to do! Do I have to do everything for you (Y/N)?” Alexia groans.

"I think you know better than anyone here that I am not the least bit dominant so I really don't know what you expected" you reply, causing Alexia to spit out her water due to the implication being made, "and anyway, if Leila was into me she could have kissed me in that moment... So I'm taking this as a sign to not pursue her any further" you add.

"No no no, don't give up, we are going to make this work out" Alexia gives you her signature stare.

"You are just doing this because you feel guilty for fucking Jenni for four months while we were still together" you call as you walk away. The few teammates who hear this look wide eyed, probably thinking a fight is going to break out.

You catch JennI looking guilty, "We're fine Jenni, your stupid girlfriend is just stupid and I like reminding her of it" you smile, this causes Jenni to smile too and everyone else to stop eavesdropping and move on.

"We need to talk," Alexia informs Leila as the team make their way into the hotel lobby.

"And what exactly do we need to talk about Putellas?" Leila asks kind of harshly. While she acts rather civil around the rest of the team, mainly around you, she is still extremely mad at Alexia for treating you the way she did.

"(Y/N)"

"What business do you have talking to me about (Y/N)?" Leila practically growls.

Alexia understands why Leila is mad, she won you over knowing about Leila's liking for you, then completely ruined you, treating you horribly. If Alexia was in Leila's place she is sure that she would be reacting the same way.

"Well I know that you are completely head over heels for her and I want to help” Alexia smiles.

"I don't want your help with anything Putellas" Leila rolls her eyes, making her way towards the stairwell so she doesn't have to wait for the elevator and be stuck with Alexia for longer.

"Come on Leila, if you let me help I'll tell you something about (Y/N) that will be very helpful" Alexia calls up the staircase, not particularly wanting to run up a bunch of stairs after just training.

"So you would betray (Y/N) by telling me something about her just so you can mastermind some stupid matchmaker thing you having going on?" Leila scoffs, she seriously wants to take up the offer but she also wants to be the bigger person and not get tangled up with Alexia and her scheming.

"Yeah I guess... I'm sure (Y/N) wouldn't mind me telling you and it would be super helpful" Alexia attempts to convince Leila.

Alexia hears a sigh further up the stairwell. "Okay hurry up, let's go to my room so you can tell me" Alexia starts sprinting up the stairs, excited that someone will finally listen to one of her plans and that she finally has the chance to help Leila and you get together.

"Okay so this is what is going to happen-" Alexia begins as herself and Leila make their way into Leila's hotel room.

"Don't get too ahead of yourself, Putellas. This is what is going to happen, you are going to tell me the useful information, I am going to consider how useful it really is, then I might listen to your plan and if I think it's worth it I will go with it, but all this is happening on my terms, understand?" Leila asks with a pointed glare.

"Sure thing Ouahabi, no need to be so uptight though" Alexia laughs gently as Leila continues to glare. "So the useful information is that (Y/N) is hopelessly in love with you" Alexia smiles brightly, hoping that the information will also make Leila smile.

"Wait, she is?" Leila smiles to herself, not thinking that the young defender actually liked her romantically.

"Yeah she's like obsessed, it's kinda cute"

"Okay well your information was indeed useful, I will now listen to your plan" Leila informs Alexia, sitting on her bed and motioning for Alexia to sit on the other bed in the room.

"Ooo okay, so the plan is, we are going to have a movie night, I'm going to tell (Y/N) to come like 30 minutes later than everyone else so that there will only be room left next to you, then you will make a move and you two will live happily ever after with a little boy and twin girls who will grow up to be football legends" Alexia smiles.

"Okay crazy, calm down. The plan sounds decent enough so I will go along with it" this makes Alexia smile even wider, happy that she has convinced Leila to go along with the plan.

"Yay! Also one of your twin girls will be named Alexia... After me, the best matchmaker in Spain"

"We are not naming one of our children after (Y/N)’s cheating ex girlfriend" Leila informs Alexia, a joking tone only slightly evident.

"Well when you phrase it like that it doesn't sound great" Alexia rubs the back of her neck awkwardly.

"Chill out Putellas, we are all mature adults who have moved on, but genuinely we will not be naming any of our children after you"

"You admitted you two are going to have children together so it doesn't matter what their names are because that statement has made me the happiest woman on the planet" Alexia states proudly.

"You actually need to get a life," Leila laughs.

Sofía makes her way to Alexia's hotel room where the team is going to be watching a movie.

"Putellas!" you yell in a silly voice as you enter the room, you are expecting to be one of the first people to arrive so you don’t mind embarrassing yourself a little bit.

Although this is not the case, as you make your way further into the hotel room you are met with giggles from the entire Spanish National Team who are clearly waiting for you to arrive.

"Oh hello... Everyone... Sorry I didn't realise I was late" you admit awkwardly as you look down at your watch noticing that you are in-fact not late but 5 minutes early.

"You're not late, I'd say you are perfectly on time" Alexia smirks, "just find a seat anywhere and we will start the movie"

You look around the room, seeing that there is really only one possible place you can sit unless you plan on sitting in someone's lap. You sigh gently, concluding that this is part of Alexia's plan and make your way over to one of the beds, squeezing into the corner spot that is conveniently right next to Leila.

"Do you know what movie we are watching?" you ask Leila as quietly as possible, already embarrassed about your display just seconds earlier.

"Um, I think Alexia said something about a nun?" Leila replies, making it clear that she was not very focused on the actual movie portion of the movie night.

"Wait like the nun? Alexia, did you seriously choose a scary movie?!” you yell across the room, suddenly not caring that you just embarrassed yourself again.

"Yes (Y/N) the group picked the nun, so suck it up!" Alexia yells back.

"Jenni, she's a horrible girlfriend, you should dump her!" you respond, causing a few gasps and even more laughs to be heard throughout the room.

There was no response to your comment as the movie begins. You are immediately terrified, not really being a huge fan of scary movies.

"Are you okay?" Leila asks you as she can feel you shaking slightly.

"Um, don't say anything because I'm definitely super tough but I may possibly be a little bit scared. You know with the not liking scary movies and the religious trauma" you joke at the end to make you seem like less of a wuss.

"Ahh the religious trauma, gets ya every time" Leila jokes back, attempting to make you feel better about being scared.

"It really does, just pops out of nowhere ya know"

"Well here let me hold you, I'll make sure no priests try to bless you while you aren't looking," Leila jokes, pulling you into her arms.

"Thank god, well maybe not god, but thank you, my saviour" you continue the religious jokes, no longer worried about being scared.

"Can you two heathens keep it down or leave!" Alexia groans. Leila knows that she would definitely prefer the second option but she doesn't want to give the midfielder all the satisfaction so instead she just leans back against the headboard, cuddling you into her chest while she continues to watch the movie.

Sometime between the point where the two started cuddling and the end of the movie you have fallen asleep on Leila's chest, so while everyone began to get up to leave Leila lays quietly continuing to hold you in her embrace

"Well it definitely seems like my plan is taking effect" Alexia smiles as herself, Leila and you are the final ones in the room that Alexia has to herself for this camp.

"Not quite, I didn't actually make any moves" Leila sighs, knowing that the hardest part is still yet to come.

"Well I will be a hero and room with Jenni tonight and when the little one wakes up you can confess your love to her and then you two can get married and have Alexia junior" Alexia smiles.

"Firstly, you are not being a hero by going to sleep with your girlfriend, secondly we are not going to start dating, get married and have children all in one night and finally, we are not naming our child after you" Leila groans.

"La la la, all I heard is marriage and kids, sounds good to me, I'll see you at breakfast tomorrow!" Alexia happily makes her way out of the room leaving you two alone.

"Sorry about cuddling into you and falling asleep on you" you speak sheepishly as you realise that yourself and Leila are the only two in the room. "Where did everyone go?"

"The movie ended so everyone left and I didn't want to wake you so I just stayed here with you"

"You didn't have to do that, Leis you could have just woken me up" you on one hand feel guilty that Leila had to stay because of you but on the other you are so giddy that it is just you and your crush alone in this hotel room.

"I wouldn't do that, and actually I had an ulterior motive, I wanted to talk to you, alone" Leila admits.

"Oh well here we are alone, so let's talk" you finally move off Leila's chest, sitting up and crossing your legs ready to speak to Leila.

"So Alexia told me something today," Leila begins.

"Oh god what did that idiota say?"

"So she may have informed me that you are and I quote 'hopelessly in love' with me, is that true?" Leila asks, as a blush immediately spreads across Sofía's cheeks.

"Uhh well um you see... Yeah that's true, I don't know about the hopeless part and I definitely think it's too soon to say in love but I absolutely like you a lot" you smile, your confidence picking up towards the end of the sentence when you notice that Leila doesn't immediately leave and that she doesn’t seem weirded out or anything.

"Oh so you wouldn't mind me doing this?" Leila asks, moving forwards and cupping your cheeks, pulling you into a passionate kiss.

"Not at all" you respond, moving so that you are now sitting on top of Leila while the two of you continue to make out, both of you incredibly happy that this is finally happening.

"Yay it finally happened!" Alexia shouts as you and Leila make their way into team breakfast, the two of you completely glowing and looking comfortable in each other's arms.

"Shut up Putellas" you groan.

"That's no way to treat the person who made this all happen," Alexia explains while you and Leila sit down at the table.

"No but it's exactly the way I'm treating a traitor, I can't believe you told Leila I am 'hopelessly in love' with her" you explain, the annoyance on your face disappearing while using Leila's name and the phrase 'hopelessly in love' in the same sentence.

"Well, was I wrong?"

"No Alexia you were not wrong but that's not that poi-" you are cut off as Alexia continues.

"And did it help you two finally get together?" Alexia asks suggestively.

"Technically but in reality you and I only actually broke up like a month ago so if anything it is moving too fast and I should still be mad at you for being a cheater," you explain.

"yeah well instead of all that you can just be happy that you are dating your crush" alexia smirks.

"Okay you genuinely need to shut up Alexia, you can't go from being the worst girlfriend in the world to now being the worst friend in the world" you complain, annoyed that Alexia keeps embarrassing you in-front of the girl you literally just admitted your feelings towards.

"I'll only shut up if you name one of your kids Alexia" the midfielder argues.

"Leila already told me about that part of the conversation too, it's not happening Putellas"

"So you two finally get together and you spend the entire night talking about me, your horrible cheating ex-girlfriend, seriously?" Alexia replies.

"yeah obviously, you are just so irresistible that we had to talk about you all night" you state, then glaring at Alexia before continuing, "we wouldn't have to talk about you so much if you didn't have such a loud mouth... I'm surprised you kept yours and Jenni's relationship a secret for four months''

"It's easy when you never picked up the phone" Alexia quipped back.

"I’m blocking your number Putellas"

"Noooo then how will I get updates on Alexia junior" Alexia whines.

"We are not naming our child after you" both you and Leila reply in sync, this causes Alexia to fangirl slightly and both Alexia and yourself drop your ridiculous back and forth argument.

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