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kelcemenow · 6 months

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Missing.

Pairing Travis Kelce x Reader

Words 4640

Warnings Strong language, angst, smut, fluff. It's also really long and my proof-reading wasn't the best for this one!

I'm back to requests! This Anon has been waiting a long time which I'm so sorry for but I wanted to get As The Snow Falls finished first...I'm not good with having multiple stories going at once! "I have a new request angst to fluff - Travis x reader - Reader feels far from Travis due to practice and games she has been doing her best being there for him but something is falling after a game Travis accidentally takes out his anger on the reader that ends on a big relationship argument leading the reader to go out and stay with a friend for two nights having no contact with Travis making him realize he had to do something to prevent leaving the love of his life, and the have a happy ending I’ll let you continue with what you want"

The door slammed with force as you carefully poured the deep, ruby red coloured liquid from the bottle into the glass positioned in front of you. You turned your chin over your shoulder to look towards the living room to see Travis dropping his practice bag by the front door and charging towards the staircase.

You clenched your jaw and stared down at the perfectly cooked steak you had prepared along with roasted vegetables and a velvety blue cheese sauce. Travis had been distant for a few weeks, spending much of his time at practices and games. Even when he arrived home from his time at Arrowhead, he was quiet and irritable.

You were a few months into your whirlwind relationship and you weren't prepared for the stress of the football season. After all, this was a new environment for you. The late nights, the time away from each other, the media.

Pushing your chair away from you, you stood up from the dining table and quietly made your way up to your bedroom. Travis was changing out of his clothes, the steam from the running shower pouring out of the en-suite bathroom.

"Did you not shower after practice?" You said as you leaned against the doorframe.

Travis lifted his personalised Kansas City Chiefs t-shirt over his head, "Yeah. I need another one." His voice was monotonous and stern.

You looked down at your feet, "I made you dinner. I thought it would be nice to have a night in with a movie or something too?"

"I'm not hungry."

You swallowed hard, a lump forming in your throat, "And the movie?"

"I have games to watch." Travis pulled his sweatpants from his legs followed by his briefs.

You couldn't help but to let your eyes linger on his bare ass. His body was in peak condition due to the season starting, his firm muscles tight and strong.

"Is everything okay, Trav?" You asked with a shaky breath.

He rubbed his eyes with one hand, clutching at his discarded clothes with the other, tossing them into the laundry hamper, "I'm tired, okay? I don't need this."

You took a small step backwards and watched as he disappeared into the adjoining bathroom, his head still in his hands. You waited for a few seconds, hoping that he would run out of the room and towards you, profusely apologising for being short with you, holding you in his arms and laying kisses all over your face exactly like he used to. But he didn't.

You made your way back to the dining room, silently reminiscing of the early days in your relationship. You had met by chance through his coach Andy Reid. Your Mom was an old friend of his wife Tammy and when you were picking your Mom up after visiting her, Travis stopped by. Tammy was all too pleased to introduce you both, her and your Mom standing in the doorway and watching the flirting between you. Travis reached out to you a couple of days later.

"Hey Y/N, it's Travis from the other day. Cancel any plans you have for tonight for tonight because I'm taking you out."

You were taken aback by his forward approach, but flattered that the superstar athlete was paying you his attention.

"And what if I say no?"

Your love life had been historically dull. You'd been on dates and had a few short-term relationships but nothing seemed to stick. You either lost interest or the initial spark naturally fizzled out.

"I'll pick you up at 8."

Your first date was different from any other you'd had before. Travis had taken you axe throwing in the city and you had had an incredible time. Your eyes drifted to the fireplace. Positioned on the mantle was a framed photograph of that night. Travis' arm was hooked around the back of your neck and you were looking up at him with glassy eyes as he took a selfie of the two of you, his wide smile stretching from ear to ear.

You picked up the plates and with a long exhale of breath, deposited the food into the trash. Tears formed in your eyes as you clung to the countertop, your chest heaving with heavy sobs.

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"And he hasn't even apologised yet?"

"No, he's gone to practice. He left before I even woke up." Your hands were fidgeting with the sleeve of your sweatshirt as you sat on the couch.

Your best friend Amber had called you to double check your lunch plans and the conversation had drifted to your relationship woes.

"Maybe I went into this too quickly?"

You heard Amber sigh down the phone, "But that's not a reason as to why he's acting like a huge dick."

"I know, I know." You laughed under your breath, "He has a game at Arrowhead tomorrow."

"Are you gonna go?"

You paused for a moment. You had been to every single one of Travis' home games so far and a couple of the away ones. By not going, you were worried you would cause more tension.

"I think so." You said.

"I could come with you if you want?"

You smiled, "That would be awesome. Really, thank you."

"Don't mention it. I need some girl time, even if it is watching football. I'll get Chase to watch the boys. Just let me know what time to meet you and I'll be there." You heard some quiet commotion in the background, "Hunter, leave that alone. Sorry babe but I gotta go."

"Go, I'll text you later."

"Bye honey!"

Your arm dropped onto the sofa, your cell phone still clutched in your palm. The house felt empty and even though you were the only one there, it still some how felt empty when Travis was home. The rooms used to be full of laughter and noise, music playing or effervescent conversation. Lately, it was cold and tense. Something was missing.

You spent the rest of the day trying to let time pass quickly. You worked out for an hour, cleaned the kitchen and took a shower. It wasn't until later when you were loading the machine with laundry that you thought about Travis again. As you picked up his t-shirt from the night before, his warm scent drifted past your nose. You instantly felt melancholic, almost drained. Your daze was interrupted by the sound of the front door opening and closing. You dropped Travis' t-shirt in with the rest of the laundry and stood up from the floor before setting the machine away. You could hear Travis' footsteps around the house, moving from room to room, presumably looking for you.

"I'm here, baby." You called out.

As you stepped into the kitchen, Travis appeared suddenly in front you.

You jumped back slightly, a slight scream escaping your mouth, "Oh! Travis! You scared the shit out of me!"

He looked red faced and sweaty, "I came back from practice early."

Your eyebrows furrowed, "You left early? Why?"

"I felt bad about last night. I..." He looked down as his voice trailed off, "I got you these."

He sheepishly produced a beautiful bouquet of red roses from behind his back.

"Travis! These are gorgeous!"

He took a hold of your hand, "Baby, I'm so sorry. I know I've been in my head a bit these past couple of weeks."

You stared up into his pale, glossed eyes, "Well, next time you get stuck in my head. Talk to me, okay?"

"I love you." He whispered.

You smiled, "More and and more, everyday babe."

His eyes creased into a grin, relief filling his face. He enveloped you into a tight hug, burying his face into the crook of your neck. Your fingers grazed the back of his neck as his lips began laying gentle kisses onto your skin. You relaxed into his hold, feeling safe and content that you had him back again. His kisses trailed towards your mouth that you gladly accepted, allowing his tongue to explore yours. You pulled away quickly so that you were able to take a gasp of air and Travis' hands grabbed onto your ass, your legs wrapping around his waist. He carefully carried you over to the countertop and gently placed you onto it. His eyes darted to your core, your shorts riding up dangerously high. There was almost a darkness that flashed across his face which only caused you to ache and yearn more for him.

He lunged towards you, taking your face in his hands and pressing his mouth onto yours. Your heads dipped and weaved in a perfect rhythm with each other as the kiss deepened further. You held onto the neckline of his shirt, your knuckles turning white. Small moans filled your mouth as the vibrations from Travis' lips forced your hips to grind gently.

"I want you." He whispered.

You removed your t-shirt quickly, throwing it across the room, "You have me."

His eyes widened at the sight of your bare breasts, his mouth dropping open a little. He dropped to his knees and dragged his tongue from your ankle and along the inside of your thigh, reaching your covered pussy. His fingers played with the fabric as you leaned back slightly, opening your legs further.

"Oh, baby." Travis' voice was low, almost a growl.

Your pussy pulsated as your aching intensified. Travis watched intently as a small wet patch formed on your pale blue shorts, his bottom lip quivering.

"You're so wet already, baby girl."

You reached forward and grabbed at the back of his head, "Just fuck me, Travis."

He jumped up quickly and pulled his sweatpants away from his body, letting them fall around his ankles. He pulled your shorts to the side, not even wasting time in taking them off and wrapped his large hand around his engorged cock. He pumped it a few times before lining himself up with your glistening entrance. Travis' eyes quickly connected with yours before you looked down, watching as he pushed his cock inside of you. Your mouth opened, letting a loud gasp escape into the room.

He filled you perfectly, stretching your walls ever so slightly. His fingers kneaded into your ass as he thrusted roughly, the sounds of wet skin slapping getting louder with each motion. You held him closely to you, feeling his hot breath against your collarbone and listened intently to each grunt and moan from his mouth.

You noticed that Travis' thrusts were starting to slow, every action taking more time than the last.

"Everything okay?" You breathed.

He avoided your gaze, "Yeah. I'm just so close...but I want to last a bit longer for you."

Something tightened in your core, "It's okay baby, just enjoy it. Don't stress."

Travis hissed through his struggle as he gritted his teeth and squeezed his eyes shut, "I want you to come first."

You could feel yourself unravelling, "I'm almost there, keep going."

He looked up at you and nodded, resuming his previous pace, his hips snapping forwards harshly. You screamed loudly through the intense pleasure, your vision blurring. Your skin was sticking to his, caused by the slick layer of sweat that was coating the both of you. Travis' face twisted, his eyebrows pulled in together and his jaw clenched tightly. He huffed through his teeth a few times before your pussy fiercely throbbed, signalling your orgasm. You watched as Travis lowered his head, watching your wetness coat his dick as his thrusts became sloppy and unpredictable.

Your pussy was becoming overstimulated, every movement causing your walls to contract tighter. Your head fell forward slightly and your mouth made contact with Travis' shoulder, your teeth sinking into his flesh.

Travis cried out, a mixture of pain and pleasure. His hips gave a couple more hard jolts before his whole body became tense, his eyes widened and a breathy moan rang in your ear.

You both caught your breath for a few seconds before Travis lay gentle kisses on your collarbone, his mouth humming in contentment. He leaned away slightly to reach for some kitchen towel, handing some to you before he carefully pulled his dick out, cum seeping from your folds.

"I can run you a bath?" He asked.

You purred in agreement, letting him help you to hop down from the countertop and hand you your shirt. Your heart fluttered as you looked at your hand in his, which looked tiny in comparison. It was as if the last couple of weeks hadn't even happened. You had your Travis back.

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Your fingers tapped at your phone screen.

"Want me to wait for you outside the locker room? X"

Amber was standing next to you, her eyes scanning the emptying field, "It was still a good game, right?"

You turned to her, your eyebrows lowered, "That won't matter. He missed 3 touchdowns, got 2 personal fowls and he gave away an interception. They may have won by a couple of points, but something is off with Travis."

"But you said everything was okay now?"

You shoved your hands into your coat pockets, "Yeah, I mean last night he apologised and we talked and spent time together...and we had the most amazing sex."

Amber beamed at you, "Well then, that's a good sign?"

"I suppose so. I just hope he isn't beating himself up too much." You felt your cell phone vibrate against your fingers. Pulling it out of your pocket, you read the reply from Travis.

"No, it's fine. I gotta deal with some stuff here. You go home."

"On the other hand, he might just go back to miserable Travis." You said, disappointed.

Amber craned her neck to see the phone screen. She took a couple of seconds to see the messages before she shook her head, "Girl, just go and see him. He clearly needs his woman to console him."

"You saw what he said. He has some stuff to figure out. I don't wanna push his boundaries." You pulled your Chiefs knit hat down a little further, "I'll just meet him at home."

Amber sucked the air through her teeth, "Okay, if you think that's the right thing to do?"

You began to shuffle out of the viewing box, crowds of people filing out into the parking lot. The air outside was cold, bitter against your cheeks and as you walked around the side of the stadium, you noticed someone rushing out of a side door. You squinted your eyes, trying hard to focus on the figure when you heart dropped to your stomach.

"Is that Travis?" Amber said, her finger pointing forwards.

You squinted harder, watching as your boyfriend pulled his hood up and jumped into his car, speeding away down the road.

Amber continued, "Where is he going?"

"I...I don't know."

"Maybe he's changed his mind and he's going to meet you at home?"

You swallowed hard, "Then why didn't he call me to tell me that?"

There was a moment of silence before Amber grabbed onto your arm, "Maybe he wanted to surprise you? Maybe he's gone to get you some more roses...or dinner...or something?"

"Maybe." You said quietly.

You couldn't shake the worrying feeling that was lying in the pit of your stomach. You felt as though the hotdog and soda that you had consumed during the game was going to make another appearance.

"I'd better shoot off. Chase is probably tearing his hair out with the boys." She squeezed your hand, "Not that he's a terrible Father. He's great! But when you've got two, it's hard, you know? One starts climbing on the furniture and the other is pulling the trash from the bin."

"Amber." You placed your other hand over hers, "I know you're trying to ease the awkward atmosphere...and I really appreciate it. But I think I just want to go home."

She gave you a sincere smile, pulling you closer for a hug before heading to her own car and leaving you stood in the parking lot. Swarms of people were filtering past you as you tried to figure out what Travis was doing. You closed your eyes after a few moments and shook your head, desperate not to let your brain spiral to exaggerated thoughts that you wanted to avoid.

The drive home was difficult to say the least. It was almost as if every radio station knew of your struggle, continuously playing songs detailing heartbreak, cheating, lies and broken relationship. After the fourth or fifth try, you gave up, turning the radio off with loud sigh.

Confusion set in when you pulled into the driveway and Travis' car was nowhere in sight. You turned your engine off, wondering where he could be. He had left before you and before most of the traffic, meaning he would've made it home earlier. Unless he had come home and gone back out.

The house was quiet, just as you'd left it, only furthering your confusion. You pulled your phone out of your bag, tapping the screen.

"Where are you? I'm home and you're not here?"

Sitting down on the sofa, you turned on the television, hoping for a distraction but you barely had time to focus on the screen when your eyes began to droop. Your skin tingled as your muscles completely relaxed before you drifted off to sleep.

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Your eyes fluttered open as the lights of a car shone into the darkened room. Your hand felt around for the television remote, turning it off and reaching for the lamp. Rubbing your eyes, you grabbed your phone to check the time.

01.30.

Your chest tightened quickly. You heard the sound of keys jiggling in the front door before it opened and Travis walked in, his game bag in his hand.

"Where have you been?" You said, coldly.

Travis looked at you with no hint of an expression, "I just needed to sort some things out."

"At Arrowhead?" You pressed.

"Yeah."

"So, why did I see you get into your car immediately after the game?"

He avoided your gaze, choosing to walk towards the kitchen and placing his bag onto the floor.

"Travis?" You asked, your voice getting louder.

"What?" He snapped as he returned into the room.

Standing up from the sofa, you could feel the anger building inside of you, "Is this why you've been weird lately? Barely speaking to me, barely spending any time with me?"

Travis' eyes burned into you from across the room, "What are you getting at?"

"Are you fucking someone else?"

He said nothing. Instead, he looked down at the floor and started laughing under his breath.

A red mist descended over you, "Travis. Answer me!"

"This is ridiculous."

"Okay. So, now I'm being ridiculous."

Travis slammed his keys onto the cabinet next to him, "Don't you dare put words in my mouth. I didn't say you were being ridiculous, but right now, you fucking are. I fucked up tonight."

Your eyebrows knitted together, "What do you mean?"

"I fucked up the game! I don't know if you were paying attention out there but I sucked. Big time. Pat is mad at me, Coach is made at me, I let the whole team down."

"But, you won?"

"That's not the fucking point!" He yelled, his face flashing red, "I don't know where my head is right now. And you're not helping!"

You stepped back slightly, "I'm not helping? All I've been trying to do is help! But you won't let me. You don't want me to."

The room was silent. It was eerie and tense.

You cleared your throat, shifting the large lump that had formed, "So, you know what? I'll just go."

Travis watched as you disappeared up the staircase, "Babe. No, I didn't mean that."

You slammed the bedroom door, grabbing a few essentials that you needed, trying desperately to hold back the flood of tears that you knew were imminent. You typed furiously on your phone, sending a message to someone who you knew could help you. You heard Travis move into his office downstairs and took the opportunity to leave while you could. You didn't want to see him and you certainly didn't want another argument, so you disappeared out of the front door, grabbing your car keys on the way.

Rain was pouring from the dark clouds above you, soaking your body almost immediately. With a press of a button, your car headlights lit up the front of the house. Taking shelter in the car, the sound of the raindrops hitting against the windscreen rang loudly in your ears. As soon as you pulled out of the driveway, you internal dam burst. You blinked the tears away as fast as you could but it was no use, the mixture of the rain covered windscreen and your bleary eyes made it hard for you to see the road ahead. Luckily, you knew exactly where you were going and it wasn't far away. You ignored your cell phone that had been ringing non-stop since you had left the house and continued down the road that you knew all too well.

Once you had arrived, you quietly knocked on the door, wiping your wet eyes with your sweatshirt sleeve. It opened almost immediately and Amber emerged from the house with open arms and a sympathetic smile.

"Honey, come in."

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You felt numb. You felt empty. You felt like something was definitely missing now.

For the last couple of days or so, Amber had been an incredible friend, giving you space and bringing you cups of hot tea almost every hour. But the one thing she kept doing, was talking about Travis.

"Maybe you should call him?" She said to a pile of blankets that were strewn on the bed.

"I don't want to call him." You said from underneath.

She started to peel the layers back, "He's called you about 60 times...which you would know if you looked at your cell."

"I just said, I don't want to call him."

"I know, I know. But he's called me a few times and he just sounds do upset."

You pushed the blankets away from your face, "You spoke to him?"

Amber tipped her head to one side, "Yeah. I didn't plan on it, I swear. But he wasn't giving up and I just thought someone should at least hear what he has to say."

You brought your hand up to your face, your teeth clamping down on your nails.

"Maybe we should go for a walk? Get you some fresh air?"

You stared up at her for a few seconds.

"You know, it'll be good for you? It'll be amazing how much better you'll feel once you're up and about. We could go and grab a coffee and head over to the-"

"Alright, alright." You rolled your eyes, "If I say yes, will you shut up?"

Amber beamed back at you, "Yes, I will!"

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It was a crisp morning, the cool air whipping around your face. The small park nearby to Amber's house was calm, with brown leaves dusted all over the grass. The pathways were lined with swaying trees and even though you hated to admit it, you did feel better.

Your takeaway coffee cup was warming your hands and the hot liquid tingled on your tongue. Amber held up to her promise and said very little, allowing you to clear your head and enjoy the walk.

Pouring the last of your coffee into your mouth, you scanned the area for a nearby trash can. You spotted one next to a small bench and as you approached it, you noticed a letter resting on the wooden panels. Furrowing your brows, you leaned in closer to see what was written on the front of the envelope.

‘Y/N’

You spun around to see Amber holding her hands to her face. She quickly shuffled towards you and took the empty cup from you, throwing it into the trashcan. She held you by your shoulders and looked at you with anticipation and a slight hint of guilt.

"Don't hate me, okay?"

Leaning down, she picked up the letter and handed it to you, taking a couple of steps back.

Your fingers gently caressed the cream envelope for a moment. You took a deep breath and opened it, immediately seeing Travis' handwriting covering the white paper.

"Read it out loud." Amber said, excitement in her voice.

You shot her a look before staring down at the letter in your hands. "My Y/N. My whole life I have had to be part of a team. Countless times I have taken on the responsibility of making sure my team are rock solid, focused and have each others backs. But I realise now that I have neglected the most important team of all. Our team. Me and you."

A small lump formed in your throat as you read the words.

"I know I have been distant these past couple of weeks, I have closed myself off from you when I should have been honest and told you the truth."

You could feel your heart thumping harder and harder.

"I guess I was scared, worried. But I've realised that our team, me and you, mean more to me than I first thought. When I met you, you changed me. You make me a better person and I cannot thank you enough for that. I feel so grateful that I have you in my life and I want to spend every second that I can with you."

Your hands began to tremble.

"I am so sorry that I ever made you feel the way you did. I should be the one protecting you from hurt and disappointment, and I have let you down. I have been a mess without you. Without your singing when you're in the shower. Without your delicious baking. Without the smell of your perfume around the house. Something has been missing these past couple of days and I want it back. If you can ever forgive me, please believe me when I say that I am sorry and I love you."

"More and more, everyday babe."

You whipped your head around to see Travis standing with his hands burrowed into his pockets. He looked pale and tired.

"Travis?" You breathed.

He shook his head, staring into your eyes intently, "That night, when I came home late, I was visiting your parents."

"My parents?"

"Yeah. Man, your Dad is chatty. That's why I was so late."

Your face twisted with confusion, "Then why didn't you just tell me?"

"Because I wanted it to be a surprise."

You watched as Travis lowered himself down onto one knee, pulling his hands from his pockets and presenting a small velvet box. Amber squealed with excitement and your jaw dropped open in shock.

"I've never loved anyone the way I love you. And that scared me, but it shouldn't have. You are so perfect for me and I want to spend my life with you, if you'll have me?"

Moisture built up in your eyes and when you squeezed them shut, tears began falling down your cheeks. You quickly wiped them dry so that you could see when Travis opened the box, a beautiful white gold ring inside, encrusted with diamonds.

"Y/N, will you marry me?"

"Oh my God, yes! Yes!" You cried, bending down to take his face in your hands.

Travis stood up, carefully placing the ring onto your finger. He looked deeply into your eyes as his arms snaked around your waist, holding you closely to him. "I've got my missing piece back."

"And it's all because of me!" Amber sang as she ran towards you both, throwing her arms around you as you laughed, clutching the letter that brought you back.

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I love to imagine that Travis is this romantic. However, I do struggle writing him to be a moody asshole! My requests are still closed until I make a bigger dent into my current list. Which I will get through as quickly as I can. My main problem is, my fics always end up way longer that I intend them to be!

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samandcolbyownme · 12 days

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Summary: You’re an actress and you get nominated for a big award show so you take Tara and your boyfriend, Zach.

Warnings: SMUT18+, sexual innuendos, strong language, mentions of alcohol, reader drinks, flirting, banter/joking with Zach, Zach being Zach, after party, unprotected sex, quickie, hair pulling, pet names (cute), funny and fluff with a little bit of filth

Reader has a laid back, jokester personality, kinda like Jennifer Lawrence, or even Emma stone maybe?

Word count: 4.6k | not edited

I wasn’t going to add smut into this but then I did, so enjoy!

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Zach has been your boyfriend for almost a year now. Everyone knows you’re together, hell. It was hard to hide it even the first few months.

You are a huge success is the acting industry, you’ve been in every genre of movie and tv show, and everyone absolutely loved you.

“Tara is running a little late.” Zach yells out, his voice growing closer, “Where-“ he groans, “are you?” The bathroom door pushes open and he tilts his head, “I’m going to need to put a bell on you or something.

You’re nervous. In shock. Absolutely terrified out of your mind - The Oscars was a huge deal for you.

You laugh lightly at his joke as you pick up the brush to brush your hair again, Cindie - you’re makeup artists, loves when you have your hair tangle free for her.

“Whoa, pump the breaks.” He walks in, closing the door behind him. He turns you to face him, fingers gently tilting your head up, “You’re nervous.”

You purse your lips and bite down on the inside of your cheek, as you can feel tears welling.

All you do is nod and that was enough for Zach. He wraps his arms around you, sighing out, “How many time so I gotta tell you, baby. You’re dating Zach justice and we never lose.”

You look up at him, laughing as you shake your head, “I’m so glad I have you.”

And you really were. Zach was your calm in the storm of the bad days with being so popular. All the flying, the not really having time to eat. Hell, you can barely get a minute alone to yourself most days.

Zach understands that, so he tries to give you your space when you’re home, but you never wanted to be alone when he was around.

“I get that a lot, but thank you. It’s an honor to called yours, m’lady.” He pretends to lift an invisible hat toward you and you smirk.

Zach knew just how to make you laugh. He loved hearing your laugh, he also loved to see how bad he could embarrass you. Once you guys got comfortable and cozy around each other - which was super fast.

You and Zach clicked instantly, like, you both knew you and him were endgame.

You both loved to roast each other, that’s mainly how you flirt, but, Zach does have his sweet and sensitive side when it comes to you. He knows when it’s okay to push and when it’s not.

One time when you were out shopping, there were people around and you weren’t really paying attention.

You were more or less focusing on whether or not this top was in your size. You feel a hand on your back and Zach leans in, “I’m going to go look at the shoes.”

You look up at him with a smile, “Okay. I’m almost done over here so I’ll find you.” He nods once, “Gimme a kiss.”

You stand on your tip toes and press your lips to his. In quick second, Zach steps back, his voice loud enough to draw attention of the people close by, “don’t kiss me, you’re my sister.”

Your smile drops and you freeze, quickly coming to terms with what just happened as you look over to a small group of people staring, “Zach!”

You run after him, clinging to his arm as you laugh, “You’re such a fucking asshole.” He laughs, “You love me.”

“I do.”

You hear the front door open and Zach closes his eyes, “Who gave her a key?”

“The Glam Wagon isn’t here yet?” Tara yells as she walks up the steps, “Hello?” There’s a knock on the door, “Y/n?”

“Go away we’re having the thing you do when you know, you take your pants off and smash genitals together.” Zach explain and you laugh, “Oh my g- Tara you can come in.”

The door opens and Zach is standing infront of it so Tara hits him again, “Move you jerk.” She comes in and looks at you, “What’s wrong?”

Zach looks at you and you sigh, “I’m nervous.”

Tara nods, “I would be, too. I mean, I’m nervous just going as your guest.” She lays a hand on her chest then motions to you as she shakes her head, “I honestly cannot imagine what you’re feeling.”

You nod and laugh slightly, “Oh fuck, this is actually happening.” You rest your forehead on Zach’s chest and he pats your back, “What did I tell you?” He pokes you, “Hey.”

You stand up, looking up at him as you monotone-ly repeat his catchphrase back to him while you fight a smirk, “I’m saying Zach justice, and we don’t lose.”

You mainly said it to get Tara’s reaction. She stares at Zach for a few seconds before letting oit a laugh, “no, there’s no way you say that to her.”

“Um, yeah?” Zach scoffs, “Why wouldn’t I tell her that?”

“Glam Wagon is here!” Cindie yells out from downstairs and you look at Tara, “Time to get pretty.”

You all file out of the bathroom and go downstairs, greeting Cindie and her crew, “Hey, Cindie. How are you?”

She smiles and nods, “I’m great, now..” she stops, pursing her lips as her eyes move to Zach, “Zach, sweetie..”

Zach looks up at her, “What’s up, Cin?” She laughs slightly, “Please tell me that you’re not wearing that.”

“Hey.” Zach holds his hand up, “Don’t hate me because you ain’t me, alright.” He tries not to laugh and you bite down on your lip so you don’t laugh, “Um.” You clear your throat, “I have a stylist coming for him, Cindie. Don’t worry.”

She nods and smiles as she looks away, “Alright, what are we doing for you ladies this afternoon.”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

You see Zach’s eyes brighten at the sight of the final look on your face and hair. He swallows and nods, “You.. look like.. I need to.. excuse myself to the bathroom for a quick second.”

You roll your eyes, smiling at his hidden compliment, “Thank you, baby.” He winks at you and you spin over to look at Tara, “That lip color is your shade.”

She looks over at you and raises her brows, “Really?” Her voice goes higher as she bounces her legs on the metal bar of the hair chair, “Eeeee. I’m so excited to see it.”

“It looks incredible.” You turn to Zach, “can you grab that dress bag please?”

He stands up, “This one?” He points and you nod. He grabs it off the rack and goes do lay it over his arm but everyone in the room freaks out in unison, “Don’t lay it on your arm?”

Zach rips it up straight and jumps, “Oh my god that was scary!”

You all laugh and Zach makes sure to dramatically hold the dress out from him as he follows you to your bedroom to change.

“You can hang it up on here and then unzip it.” You point to a hook and start to undress. You didn’t need a bra for this so you slipped off the one you had on.

Zach turns around he’s like a teenager finding out what books are, gawking at them like this is the first time he’s ever seen yours, his eyes flick up to yours and he smirks.

“Don’t look at me like that.” You warn as you walk over to pull your dress out, “We don’t have time for you to look at me like that.” You laugh as you gently lay the dress down and step into it.

You pull the fabric up over your thighs and Zach is just in awe of this whole situation, “I, um. I was just admiring how good you happen to look without clothes on.”

He loved your body in every single way and there was nothing that could change his mind. He was proud to be yours, but he was even prouder that you were his.

“Can you zip me up, please?” You look at him over your shoulder and give him a small smile. He nods, “I can do a lot more than that if you want.”

He chuckles as you roll your eyes laughing, reaching forward and grabbing the small oval shaped zipper.

He places a hand on your hip as he drags it upward. You walk over to the mirror once you have it on and give yourself a look over, “This dress is-“ you scoff, “I’m in love.”

“Whoa, whoa, settle down now, let’s remember who’s actually able to love you in ways that you really like.”

Zach smirks at you and you nod, pointing to him, “You’re right.”

He walks over to you, arms sliding around your waist, “You look beautiful.” His eyes lock on to yours in the mirror, “Everyone loves you. I love you.”

He presses a gentle kiss to your neck, “You’re coming home with an award.” He presses another kiss, “We’re going to celebrate with everybody.” He kisses your neck once more, then looks up at you, “Then I’m going to bring you back here and I’m going to do whatever you want me to do.”

An excited shiver goes down your spine, Zach really can sweep you off of your feet.

Tara pushes the door open, “Zach get out. I need to change.”

Zach laughs slightly, “No, y/n. That’s why I wont lay on the sunroof of your car and allow you to act like a hamster.”

Your eyes go wide and you laugh, snapping your head to Tara. She’s giving you both a funny look, “Excuse the fuck out of me, but what are you trying to fucking do?”

Zach laughs and walks out, closing the door behind him. You sit down on the bed, “He was just fucking with me. Trying to embarrass me.”

Tara laughs as ahe changes into her dress with feathers at the top hem, “I figured. You guys are always roasting each other.”

She turns and backs up so you can zip up her dress, “And I think that’s so funny because, like now.” She turns around to face you and she laughs, “You know things we don’t, and it’s just, so funny.”

You laugh and nod, “Right, before you came in, he was giving me this speech about how he’s proud of me, how he loves me and everyone loves me.” You smile, “He’s such a sweetheart.”

Tara walks over to grab your guys heels, “When Zach told me that you messages him. I’m not gonna lie.” She sits down on the bed next to you and hands you your heels, “I was kind of shocked.”

You laugh and lean down to put your shoes on, “Really?”

She nods, “I mean, it wasn’t until after I seen your movies that I understood why Zach was so crazy about you. You guys literally have that click. And it’s so nice to see someone treat Zach the way he deserves.”

You purse your lips, “Girl, I’m gonna cry. You can’t give me this speech now. I’m already a nervous wreck.”

Tara pouts and laughs, “Noooo. Don’t cry.” She moves over to hug you, “I’m sorry, I meant it as a good thing.”

You laugh, “I know, but it doesn’t matter.”

She laughs and stands up, “Come on. We are going to go take a shot or two before we go. I’m sure Zach is already ready, his stylist was here when I came up.”

“Alright.” You take a deep breath, grabbing your bag before you nod, “Let’s go win an award.” You look at Tara and she nods, “That’s the spirit.”

You walk down the steps and you hear a sharp ‘Eeeooww’. You look directly at Zach and he smirks, “Lookin’ good, ladies. Lookin’ good.”

You smirk and look around at the Glam Wagon - you have them that nickname after hiring Cindie. She absolutely loved the nickname, so it stuck.

“Oh. My girls.” Cindie presses her hands together and sighs, “You both look absolutely stunning!” You walk down and you both spin for her, “Y/n. That taupe color looks so good with Zach’s suit.”

You look at Zach who moves to stand next to you, his arm falling around your waist. Tara nods, “You guys look so good. I’m so glad you picked me to third wheel.”

You laugh and shrug, “Couldn’t have picked anyone better.” You hear a beep and you point, “Car is here. Let’s go.”

“Oh wait!” Tara says pulling you into the kitchen. She quickly grabs two shot glasses and puts a shot of tequila in both, “We don’t have time for vodka. Here do you bitch.”

You both laugh as you grab the shot glasses and tap them off the counter before taking them. You both cringe, groaning as you set them down.

In a harsh whisper while pointing to the door, “Let’s go.” You run to the car, giggling as you hold on to Tara’s hand.

“Oh what did you make her do, Tara?” Zach asks as he watches you get in, smiling wide. Tara gets in next to you and you laugh, “We may or may not have-“

“Took a shot of tequila?” Zach cuts you off with a laugh and you nod, “Oh god, is if that bad?”

“I think I did, too by the way the smell violated my sinuses.” Zach laughs and points to your bag, “I put a pack of gum in there for you.”

Tara leans forward and Zach looks at her, “Don’t even.”

Tara sits back, laughing as she takes a piece of gum from you. You hand one of Zach and he takes it, “Why thank you, I’d love a piece.”

“You’re ridiculous.” You laugh as you bite down on the small stick of gum, “But I love you.” You look over at him and he smirks, “I know you do. I love you.”

He pecks your lips and Tara yells, “Selfie!”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The ride to the venue was full of all of you yapping, talking about your speech, laughter. Your nerves were definitely calmed.

That was until the car stops and you see someone walking towards Tara’s door, “Oh fuck.” Zach squeezes your hand, “You got this baby, Tara and I are right here with you.”

You take a deep breath, “Okay.” Tara opens the door and starts to get out while Zach gets out his did and walks around to meet you. He holds his hand out, allowing you to take it as you get out of the car.

He makes sure you don’t flash anyone with your low hanging neck line and the high splitting v in your dress, “You ready?” He whispers and you look up at him with a smile, “I’m ready.”

You take his hand into yours and you start to walk down the carpet, stopping for pictures of just you, lots with Zach of course, you and Tara, and then finally some got shots with all three of you.

You looked up at Zach, smiling wide as his hand nestled securely on the small of your back.

“Stay right there, y/n.” “Don’t move!” “That’s absolutely perfect, yes!”

You laugh slightly as you hold your stare on Zach, “Kiss me.” You mouth and he licks his lips before he leans in, dipping you down as he closes the space.

Tara is cheering loudly which makes you smile within the kiss and Zach stands you up, “They are eating this up like thanksgiving dinner.” He kisses your head, “What did I tell you?”

You laugh slightly as you walk with him into the venue, “They love me.”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

The next hour went by so slow, but you were still having a good time. Talking to other celebrities, introducing them to Zach and Tara.

You and Zach subtle taking jabs at each other, “I mean, I guess I had nothing to do.” Zach rolls his eyes with a laugh.

“Don’t mind him, he doesn’t have fun in his vocabulary.” You laugh and Emma laughs, “That’s okay. Neither does my husband. It was so good to see you again.” Emma leans in and hugs you, “Good luck tonight.”

“Hey, you too!” You smile and sit back down. Tara wraps her hand around your wrist, “That.. was Emma Stone.”

You nod, “I’m nominated in the same category as her,” you tilt your head, “Along with Jessica Chastain, Sandra Bullock, Shailene Woodley, and Natalie Portman.”

Her eyes widen and the lights go down, “Oh, oh. Here we go.” Your hand slides down find Zach’s. The nerves were setting in again.

He gives your hand a tight squeeze, nodding at you when you look over at him. You smile and lean back into your seat, hand still in his as you listen to the host start the show.

About an hour later - it’s your category.

The crowd applauses as Julia Roberts walks out onto stage. You take your hands from Zach and Tara and brush them over your thighs, trying to keep your heart from racing any faster.

“You’re okay.” Tara says quietly, “We got this, okay.”

You nod and look up, getting ready to smile because you know the cameras will be on you when she says your name.

“Y/n y/l/n for her role in The Strangers: Chapter One.”

You smile waving shyly to the camera and the two other nominees are announced. You return your hands to Zach and Tara’s and you’d think they were just as nervous as you were.

“The Oscar for the Actress In A Leading Role goes to..” the envelope opens, “Y/n Y/l/n.”

Everyone erupts in cheering and clapping. Zach pulls you to your feet and you look at him, “You won, baby. You frickin’ won!”

“Go, go, go!” Tara pushes you forward and you make your way to the stage, still in absolute shock. You get up and hug Julia, “Oh my gosh, hi. Thank you.”

You turn, taking the award from the gentleman on the stage, “Oh my g- thank you.” You walk over do the mic and let out a sigh, “Oh my gosh, wow. Thank you, all so much. Especially to the ones who voted for me, you’re why I do it. I love you so so so much.”

You laugh slightly, “I also wanted to give a quick little shoutout to the dress.” You pause and the audience erupts with yells and clapping, “Shout out Marchesa, and also, shout out to my boyfriend, Zach Justice who’s gonna be taking it off of me later. Thank you.”

You laugh as you wave, leave the stage with Julia. She wraps her arm around you, congratulating you once more before you make your way backstage to where a shit ton of people were waiting, ready to snap as many pictures as they can while you hold your eight and a half pound trophy.

You felt like you were on top of the world, after all. You are one of be youngest actresses to win an Oscar, you’re just good at what you do.

After a while of answering all the questions in the world, you’re ushered to where the crew brought Zach and Tara.

You walk through the door and as soon as Tara locks eyes with you, her mouth drops. You walk over and sit down between them on the couch, looking at them innocently, “What?”

“You did not just say that.” Tara leans in laughing, “y/n.” Zach looks over at you, “Oh, yeah. She did. On worldwide television.”

You lean in towards Zach, “Remember how I told you I was going to get you back for calling me your sister in front of all those people and then twitter blew up about it?”

Zach sighs before letting a laugh slip out, “You really one upped me this time.”

You laugh, “Do you still like me?”

Zach gives you a funny look, “Once my embarrassment subsides, this will be the funniest thing ever.”

“It already is the funniest thing ever. Zach.” Tara laughs, taking the trophy from your hand, “You have definitely met your match with this one.”

You laugh and he leans in to press a kiss to your lips, “I gotta start studying more. I can’t have a girlfriend who’s funnier than me.”

“Zach, this girl just won an Oscar. I don’t think you get to decide who the funnier one is.” Tara leans forward, laughing at Zach and he rolls his eyes, smiling at you, “You did win, and I am so proud of you for that, babe.”

He gives your thigh a squeeze and you were sure if it was the alcohol you drank with Tara, Zach just looking hot as fuck in his designed suit, or the post winning adrenaline - but you did know, you weren’t going to be able to handle not having your hands on him for much longer.

The door opens and a guy with a headset on comes in, “Y/n. If you’d like, since there isn’t a whole lot of time yet for the show, would you want to just head straight over to the Official After Party?”

You look between Zach and Tara, “We will need to stop back at the house so we can change, if that’s okay.”

The guy nods, “That’s more than okay. I’ll send a car for you.”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Once back the house, you’ve barely made it into the beddoor before Zach has your zipper going down your back.

You let out a laugh, “Can we at least get into the room first?” You hear a huff as you walk in, and Zach pulls you back into him as he kicks the door shut, “I just wanna show my girl how proud I am of her, okay?”

He spins you around, arms on your biceps, “Now, please, get that cockblock of a dress off your body.”

Your eyebrows raise and you nod, slipping the straps from your shoulders letting them fall down your arms, your dress pooling at your feet.

“Now that’s what I’m talking about.” His hands move to your waist as he backs you up to the bed. You move up to lay towards the top, watching him undress.

Zach looks at you and he smirks as he unbuttons his shirt. You bite your lip and nod, “Oh yeah, nice and slow, baby.”

Zach lets out a laugh as he shrugs his shirt off, but he secretly loves when you talk dirty to him.

Your eyes follow his hands, undoing his belt, then his pants. He quickly gets them off and is crawling up the bed towards you.

He plants little kisses along your body as he travels up, making his way to your neck. You tilt your head back, hands running up his bare chest, “Zach, baby please.”

You let out a whimper as he sucks a small mark into your skin, kissing up your neck and down your jaw to your lips.

You slide a hand down to the waistband of his boxers, slipping your fingers in to run them over the head of his leaky cock, “Need you.” You whimper out quietly, “Please.”

Zach sits up on his knees, pushing his boxers down as his eyes trail down your body. He watches you take your panties off, tossing them aside before you spread your legs.

His body moves to hover over yours and you feel the head of his cock pressing against your clit. You whimper, rolling your hips as you slide a hand up his arm.

Zach’s hand slides down to your hip as he pushes to slide in, a gasp leaving his lips as your chest squishes against his as you breathe out a quiet, “Fuuuck.”

Your legs immediately move to wrap tightly around his hips, arms doing the same to his neck as his thrusts grow to a quicker pace.

As much as you wanted to have him do whatever you wanted, there wasn’t much time. So, that’s being saved for a little later.

“Fuck, baby.” Zach groans into your neck, “Feels so good.”

You turn your head, lips meeting his in a sloppy embrace. He brings a hand up to cup your cheek as he pauses his thrusts, “Look at me.”

You look up at him and he rests his forehead against yours, “I am so beyond proud of you.”

You bite down on your lip, “Yeah, telling the world that you were ta-“ Zach cuts you off with a scoff, “Not that, that not.” He laughs slightly, “I’m being serious here, sweetheart.”

You smirk, “sorry.”

He pecks your lips as he starts to slowly thrust into you again, his voice in a low tone, “I’m so proud of you.” He presses a kiss to your forehead, “No one else deserved that award like you do.”

You bite down on your lip, muffling your moans as his words edge you closer.

You didn’t care about the time at this point.

“I love you and I am so proud to call you mine.”

You crash your lips onto hips, squeezing his cock as you whimper out, “M’so close, Zach.” You let out a moan, breathing out, “I love you.”

Your hand moves to his hair, tugging slightly as you arch your back off the bed, “Fuckfuckfuck.” Your nails dig into his skin, moaning louder as you cum around him.

“There ya go.” Zach whispers gently, “Fuck.” He groans into your neck and you feel his thrusts turn rather sloppy, rather quickly.

He pulls out, spilling his cum onto your pelvis with a groan. You cup his cheeks and pulls him into you, kissing him as you swallow his moans with ease.

He leans back, looking down at you with a smirk, “That award winning pussy will do it for me every time.” He winks at you and you feel the heat in your cheeks rising as you let out a laugh, “Get me a towel, please.”

You laugh again as Zach grabs you a towel, “Here ya be. Which dress are you wearing? I’ll get it out.”

You smile at Zach, admiring just how much you loved him, “It is the pink one right there.” You point and he pulled out the dress, holding it up for you to see.

You nod, standing up to go take it from him, “You know we’re leaving early tonight, right?”

Zach nods, watching as you pull the dress up over your ass, “Oh, yeah.” He looks at you when you turn towards him, “Please leave me taking this dress off out of everything, tonight.”

You smirk, walking up to him, “What? You don’t want me to out Zach-“ You raise your brows, “The Zach again?”

He cocks his jaw do the side and sighs, “When you put it that way..” he chuckles as he leans in to kiss you.

Tara bangs on the door while yelling from the other side, “Are you two ready yet? If not wrap it up because we have to go!”

“To be continued?” Zach smirks giving your ass a squeeze, and you nod, looking up at with a smirk, “Of course.”

.·:*¨ ✘ ¨*:·.

Sorry it took an extra day or two, but here it is. I feel like it sucks, but let me know what you think. As always, I love yas! Thank you for being here. 🖤

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short-black-diamond · 8 months

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HI!!

please could you do a how you met each other for the blue lock characters!! more specifically for Sae, Rin barou and kaiser!! thank you <333

Hellyu!

Sure! Let's do this! Also I'll write them in a scenario because I just can't with headcannons. Also I'll do it with a female reader if that's alright with you. If not, tell me and I'll change it <333

Warnings: Sae is a perv, Rin is a blushing mess, Barou thinks you're his soulmate, Kaiser gets caught talking about you

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Meeting them for the first time

Sae:

Who would've thought that it'd pay out to be a tourist guide in spain? You were glad that you took spain as a second language to learn in Europe, and now, here you were, leading extraordinary people around.

To be more specific, Sae's team. As you were talking to them in english and spanish, Sae felt intrigued by your presence. You weren't one of those girls who only took the job to flirt with his teammates, esecially Sendo and Oliver, who tried to get your number, but it always ended up with you roasting them.

You were talking about the sights, as you gushed about what you found out about the historical incidents and blooming eras of spain, and Sae felt his mouth turning upwards, his heart race speeding up.

He actually couldn't believe when a hot piece like you introduced yourself as the tour guide for the team, and it helped even less when it was one of the hottest days in spain, and you wore, well, reveling clothes.

He practically couldn't take his eyes off you, even less when you turned around and walked ahead of the team, or when he asked you about one of the sights, and he had to look down on you, staring (in)voluntarily at your boobs.

But enough of that, let's go to the moment you two introduced yourselves to each other:

"Hello, my name is ____ ______! I will be your tourguide for today, and if you have any questions, please raise your hands or ask away!", you exclaimed happily.

Sae looked at you for a moment before raising his hand. "Yes?"

"Are you single?", Oliver asked, instead of Sae. Sae wanted to ask just that, to be honest, but he could spare the teases from his teammates that way. Now he just had to find a way to kill Oliver who was shamelessly flirting with you, even though you made fun of him, making him shut up right away.

Sae fell for you at first glance.

...

Rin:

It was more like...an accident? You had to look after your little brother, where your mother ordered you to go shopping with him. Your little brother wanted to play tag with you at the supermarket, which obviously wasn't a good idea, and he stumbled against a pair of long legs.

"___! I told you to stay by my side!", you scolded as you helped him up, and then you looke dup to the stranger with an apologetic smile.

"Sorry love, are you hurt?", you asked Rin, and he blushed at the nickname. "N-no. I'm alright...", he stuttered, and you sighed in relief.

"That's good to hear, I'm sorry for my brother, he's just hyper-active all the time...", you grumbled as your little brother hid behind you, looking at Rin with big doe eyes.

Rin looked back at your brother, before he looked again at your pretty face. "M-my name is Rin. Rin Itoshi...!", he said, and his cheeks took on a red hue.

you had rosy cheeks as well as you wondered if he'd like to have your number. Maybe it'd be best if you asked him, because he looked like he could faint. "That's a pretty name. Rin...", you spoke, and Rin gulped.

A pretty girl like you saying his name with a smile?! And you were the first girl he approached, not the other way round! He'd boast that to his family later, expecially Sae.

"Can I have your number?", you asked suddenly as you ignored your brother putting dozens of yogurt into your shopping cart. Rin stared at him for a moment before quickly fishing out his phone and giving it to you.

'That works too...', you thought as you put in your phone number with a bashful smile and a sweet blush. "See you, love.", you said softly before you went to the colder section to put the products your brother had put in away. Your brother threw a small tantrum.

Rin looked at you and then at his phone, where your name was.

'____ . <3....that's a pretty name.'

...

Barou:

You two met in the grocery shop as well, and you were groaning at the cleaning products. Barou stood beside you, examining some dish-washing utensils.

"What...?! Where that one cif product???", you raged quietly as you looked through the visible products, sighing in frustration at the thought of said product not being on sale anymore.

"Need help?", Barou asked with a small blush. You were actually a really pretty young woman, and the footballer was delighted to see your passion for having a clean home, because he could figure as much when he sometimes saw you having a light argument with one of the workers.

"Ah, sorry for bothering you, but there's been this bottle, cif, and it was really great for helping me scrape away the food which would sometimes stick to the pan when I'm frying something."

Barou looked around, before he raised his head. "Ah.", he made, and he took it out. Your mouth stood agape. You were outraged.

"Is this the one you were looking for?", he asked as he handed you the bottle. You stared at it angrily, and Barou frowned.

"These fuckers...I've been wasting my time here when I could've just looked up!", you exclaimed angrily before looking at him with a grateful smile.

"Thanks...uh..?" "Barou Shoei. And you?"

"____ ______. I hope you'll help me picking up stuff from the higher shelves in the future as well..?"

"You can always count on me."

You two smiled at each other.

...

Kaiser:

You met Kaiser in germany, as you were goingg through München to look at some of the sights. You were mostly looking forward to eating some kebap/Döner, and you already smelled the delicious meat.

As you were standing in line, you heard Kaiser talking to Ness, which were both standing behind you.

"Dises Mädchen vor uns ist eigentlich echt süß.", Kaiser remarked. (The girl in front of us is actually pretty cute.)

"Echt? Dann frag sie doch nach ihrer Nummer, Michael!", Ness cheered. (Really? Then just ask her for her number, Michael!)

"Hm...Ich will zuerst sehen, was sie sich bestellen wird.", Kaiser mumbled. (Hm...I wanna see what she'll order first.)

These dumbasses didn't know that you were Austrian.

"Hallo! Ich hätte gerne einen Döner mit allem und auch scharf!", you ordered, and Kaiser raised his eyebrows in surprise and Ness sweated. (hello! I'd like to have a Döner with everything, spice as well!)

You turned around as the man worked on your order. "Ich bin ____." (I'm ____.)

Kaiser and Ness introduced themselves before Kaiser and you exchanged numbers.

Kaiser blushed in embarrassment when he thought back on how he and Ness were openly talking about you behind your back, literally, but it all subsided when you texted him first.

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ahhhh your request was so much fun to write my love! I hope that what I wrote was okay with you, if not then I'll change it, okay?

Requests are still open!

Read you in the next post!

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scekrex · 2 months

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An idea? Did somebody just say they have an idea? Oh wait, that would be me! Hi, hello, love, me again, the little pretty devil on your shoulder that encourages you to sin, or rather, create ✨

Just Adam, reader and Lute playing UNO. You probably knew this was coming. It's basically them just playing it like that one video on Smii7y's channel where everybody basically just yells at each other. Honestly it would be so funny to read about them playing, the reader placing a card for Lute, a nice +4 (Fucking hate that bitch, the sole reason for my misery during that game), what he didn't think of was the possibility of Lute having another +4. She put it down on top of the reader's (They play by the rule where the +4 or +2 stack) and Adam just goes "I can't believe you've done this!" (Like the meme with the British dude in sunglasses getting punched in the face), reader laughing and mocking him with "Oh, I cAn'T bElIeVe YoU'vE dOnE tHiS!" with a British accent, but then Adam finds another +4 in his cards, places it down and looks at reader with a satisfactory smirk. When readers sees it he just goes "Fuck, I actually can't believe you've done this. You fuck" with an accusatory tone, realising he has to pick up 12 cards and just flips his cards like Steve Harvey sometimes does at stupid answer during Family Feud saying "Man, fuck this, I ain't playing with you no more! You best believe I'll get my revenge. No damn sex for you" while walking away, obviously directing it for Adam, but Lute just going "DISGUSTANG" and Adam just going "He was not speaking to you, bitch. Mind ya business. This one is mine, there's my life on the line😭". I just see the possibility of them playing UNO while bored in Heaven would be the funniest shit ever 😂 UNO destroys relationships, kids... AND emotionally damages you 😭

Nah bc they'd roast the living shit outta each other. Just imagine how they'd react when playing Mario Kart, they'd tear open each other's throats.

Tired Games

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language, crack fic comin' through whoop whoop

note: not beta read bc fuck you I don't have beta readers

All you had wanted was a chill evening with your husband and Lute, to relax and enjoy the day off. So you three sat on the floor of your and Adam's apartment, in front of you there was a stack of UNO cards. You had been playing for a couple hours by now and slowly all of you were losing your patience. UNO was one of the games that always ended in fights, either because Lute was convinced the ‘you can stack a +4 on a +4’ rule was entirely made up - she had once shown you a tweet from the company that said doing so was against the rules - or it was like today.

“Hurry up babes,” Adam poked you in the side which caused you to flinch away from his touch and bat his hand away, “Stop that you touch starved bitch.” You slapped a +4 onto the stack, offering Lute the most wicked grin you had in store, “Sucks to be you, bitch.” Lute however was having none of it, she returned the grin, equally wicked and pulled another +4 out of her deck.

The look the first man gave you was priceless, he looked truly betrayed while a bit of annoyance gleamed in his golden eyes, “I can't believe you've fucking done this.” You chuckled to yourself as you poked him back, a small giggle escaped you as he flinched away just like you had. “Oh, I can't believe you've fucking done this, go cry about it bitch,” you mocked him as you laid down. You were starting to get tired but you also wanted to finish the game. The problem was when you grew tired you also grew short tempered and so you knew it was only a matter of time until things would escalate. Still you continued as you put your head in Adam's lap. The brunette looked down on you and offered you a small smile, then his hand was in your hair and for a tiny moment your eyes fell shut as you embraced the warm touch your husband gave you.

The first man stayed silent for a long time as he went through his cards, clearly thinking hard about whether to play the card he had or not. “Hurry up, old man,” Lute grumbled and kicked his shin, that made Adam yelp in pain and scoot backwards a little - he made sure to move drag your body with him so that you could continue to use him as a pillow - to get away from the executor, “Geez, the fuck is wrong with you?” he complained as he played yet another +4 card. The smirk on his face was sweet, so sweet that you genuinely wanted to tear it off and throw it in the trash. You looked at the stack of cards, then up at Adam and back down at the cards. That meant you had to draw 12 godforsaken cards. Fucking 12.

“Fuck that,” you flipped your cards over in anger and pushed yourself up - away from Adam - so that you sat on the floor before you fully got up, “Fuck you,” you flipped Adam off before turning to Lute, “And fuck you too.” With crossed arms and in a shitty mood you walked over to the couch and wrapped your wings around your body in order to hide from the people sitting on the floor. “I ain't playing with you with you no more,” you grumbled quietly, then raised your voice a little so that Adam could hear your threat, “No fucking sex for you.”

Lute's face twisted in disgust and she wrinkled her nose at your words, “Disgusting.” Adam raised an eyebrow and side eyed her, not sure if she truly thought you had addressed to words to her or if she was playing, “Bitch, he was talking to me, this is my punishment, my fucking life's on the line here,” the first human soul in heaven whined and got up from the floor as well. “Don’t forget so is your dick,” Lute reminded the brunette who just groaned at that as he walked over to you. He carefully nudged the tips of your wings apart and really couldn't help the smile when he saw your pointing face. “Aw, c’mon babes, it's just a stupid fucking game,” he hummed as he kneeled down to be on eye level with you, his hands were resting on your knees which were pressed against your chest. “Fuck off, I said what I said,” you mumbled as you were avoiding eye contact. You knew too well that he could plead so prettily with them golden eyes of his, looking straight into them meant risking taking your words back and letting him win. He put a finger underneath your chin and tilted your head slightly, he basically forced you to look at him. All it took was one glance and you were done for, you simply knew you lost.

Your eyes must've given that away because Adam leaned in to give you a short yet soft kiss, “That’s a good boy.” You turned your face away, grumbling something about how he should watch his mouth. “You two done with your shit? Can we continue?” Lute interrupted and while you loved her like a sister, you would've loved to grab her by the wings and throw her out the window. You might save that for later though. You pushed yourself away from the soft fabric of the couch and right into Adam's arms, “Actually,” you mumbled as you wrapped your arms around his neck so that he could carry you, “I think I’m going to bed.” Tiredness had won you over once again but Lute understood, of course she did. “Feel free to crash on the couch, danger tits,” Adam offered the exorcist but she shook her head, “I’d rather not want to wake up to the sound of you two fucking again, thanks. One time was more than enough.” Adam shrugged, he thought that was fair. And while the two of them had that little conversation, you had already fallen asleep in Adam's arms.

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel adam #adam x male reader #male reader #adam x y/n #adam x reader #adam x you

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lowkeyrobin · 2 months

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Wholesome sibling antics with cricket crew? Like them getting reader on video/streams alot to play games (actual siblings) or maybe reader is a streamer and is very close with them, making people think you're siblings!

— 🦈 anon

oooo okay okay! I see the vision mwhahahahah ; and welcome to the family 🦈 anon! thanks for joining us :)

HANDSOME BROS ; sibling antics

includes ; tommyinnit, tubbo, ranboo & badlinu

warnings ; language, talk/jokes of killing, use of sibling!reader but can easily be skipped over/offered alternatives

masterlist

TOMMYINNIT

siblinginnit goes crazy (if you're adopted or not/you're just that tight with him that you're basically siblings. I'm being inclusive I swear 😭🙏 maybe you just have different dads who knows)

you're also a streamer 💀💀

lots of fans came from your brothers' rise in fame, but most of them actually see you for your own person and not just Tommy's sibling

(or tommy's very close friend if you don't wanna imagine you're related that's totally cool)

you stream pretty frequently together

lots of your streams feature Molly because you gossip and make crafts together and shit

when you're streaming with Tommy, the yelling at playful fighting never ends

jack, freddie, tubbo & molly act as your peacemakers LMAO

board game streams once a month so you can gossip and shit

people making fanart of you two >>>

"siblinginnits 🔛🔝"

("I wish they were real siblings so they could share horror stories of each other growing up 💀💀")

vlogs go crazy when you're there istg

at least 3 mins of each video is you two just bickering and barking over dumb shit

TUBBO

"are tubbo and y/u/n siblings?"

"no but they act like it"

if he's not streaming for tubbathon or on the qsmp bc he's a suffering addict, he's probably making videos or streaming with you

you just have that clear dynamic that even tho you're not related, you're found family in every universe

late night board game streams >>>

or chill mc smp streams where you two just argue over what to use and complain about each others builds LMAO

you arguing with him that he needs to eat real food

him arguing back saying you should help him then

you made your qsmp selves be twins so...

somehow you're worse than cellbit & bagi

usually tubbo doesn't have sunny around to see but you guys are so violent to one another 💀

"wdym siblings don't threaten to kill one another?"

"my brother in christ"

but then comes the amazing fanart and fanworks 🙏🙏

sibling duo for the win

RANBOO

you're just that cool and tight with him yk

the fact that you're credited in the end of genloss s1 as creative writer 372828 or something, people started speculating maybe you were siblings??

you really don't look alike at all but alright chat

but yeah, you're very close and tend to talk/stream/record a lot together

you make a whole vlog channel and it's mostly you two going on adventures and stuff

helping them out with the rebrand too

you'll often play games together all night and half the stream is just you guys fighting over the best yogurt flavor

"Ran, I will come to your house and beat you up"

"I'm just saying I think I'm in the right here"

charlie and sneeg are like your uncles

the peacemaker uncles because there's no way you can be out in public without causing a scene 💀

you guys take .5s of each other EVERYWHERE

your insta stories are just spam .5s 💀🙏🙏

and dumbass roasts of each other

the fanart is cool tho, often they dress you guys in "I love my sibling" shirts LMFAO

FREDDIE BADLINU

you're actually adopted (much like Tommy /j)

but obviously, with Freddie comes the pain of him not getting your charger downstairs for you

LMAO but fr, uno and monopoly streams are very normal

lots of trying each others wardrobes out as well

hackett siblings fanart (as little as there is) goes hard

you guys do a little soldier march whenever Tommy mentions America, and he notices but doesn't connect it for a solid 3 months 💀

average sibling pranks as well, considering you're so close in age

your main victims are usually ranboo, tommy, and jack

djing with tubbo>>>> making bangers up in here

the amount of .5s you have of each other is worrying

you're both too lazy to delete them so you have the ugliest pictures of each other 💀💀

"my brothers leaving to go on a tour. what do I do to prank him when he gets back?"

"y/n this isn't the private account"

"damnit"

#lowkeyrobin #mcyt x reader #mcyt preferences #mcyt oneshot #tommyinnit x reader #ranboo x reader #badlinu x reader #tubbo x reader #freddie badlinu x reader #cricket crew #cricket crew x reader #gn reader #gender neutral reader #they/them reader

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whole-circus · 10 months

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Fun summer activities with creepypasta boys! x gn.reader!

➥ with Homicidal Liu, Jeff The Killer, Masky, Ben Drowned, "Ticci" Toby, Laughing Jack English is not my first language so i can make silly mistakes! >:)

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☆ Homicidal Liu - gardening

Okay okay.. but he totally gives off this "plant mom" vibes!!

Just imagine you two planting flowers (eg. Hibiscuses, Marigolds, Daises, Asters, Salvias) or berries (oh god, and later making jam of them..!). Taking care of plants alternately! Because they are your babies and you need to take care of them, right? Almost like parents simulator. Going together to this big markets with plants and spending there literally hours..! Choosing these fancy pots.. OR! Making competition and planting the same plant, see which one grows prettier and faster! And what winners get? Silly question..kissess of course! Also sitting on chairs, having the view on your pretty work and just chatting or drinking tea/coffee and snuggling! Nights would be also cozy..just saying! You two sitting on a blanket, holdings hands or cuddling..dunno man, there is some warm and proud feeling when looking at your plants. Its almost like you watch your kids grown..

„Oh look at them grow! Im so proud of us Y/N” he says with the brightest smile, as his eyes almost shine!

☆ Jeff the Killer - forest hiking

Wild men in wilds? What can be better than that?

Listen, I am sure that Jeff knows forest like the back of his hand. Just you holding hands and walking around forest. You could also do a little competition on picking berries or looking for pretty rocks for eachother (what is more romantic than that??). Also! Maybe animal tracking? That sounds like a fun activity..! On really warms days the bathing in the stream (or just soaking legs if you are constantly cold) - he would definitely push you into water tho, so good luck. If you are behaving well enough, maybe you could even try carvings in wood? And after long, tiring day of having fun? Just laying on the blanket and stargazing, holding hands..

,,I actually had fun today, you know? I love being around you...” he looks into your eyes and gently kisses your hand.

Just remember to be careful and look for ticks after that!..maybe on eachothers body..? (just kidding..or am i?)

☆ Masky - campfire

Im sorry..but I would totally make him a nice marshmallow!

A bit of a dad on barbecue vibe?? Sorry, kidding. Just imagine a nice, warm night and you both sitting on tree trunk, snuggling under a blanket! What will you roast? Anything you want, veggies, meat or marshmallow..just not each other please! I bet he could play something on guitar, and what is more hot than a man that can do that? You singing along to campfire songs or..or whatever he could play. We slowly turning your silly little date to some slasher movie..so why not tell some scary stories or urban legends? You could jump together at the tiniest sounds (it sounds like a good reason to hold hands..just for security ofc). After all, everything is terrifyng in the dark. Oh, just you spending a warm night eating and cuddling..just you two together!..and maybe his bad dad-jokes..and mosquitos..anyways, good luck!

,,Only two of us..I could get used to living like that, you know sweetheart?” he says as he caress your cheek ad look into your eyes, smiling.

☆Ben Drowned - trampoline sleepover

I know its not 2020 anymore..but come on!

First of all..making the trampoline all nice and cozy..many, many blankets, lights and pillows (definitely a pillow fight in the meantime)! When the trampoline-fort is ready? Get snacks and come in! All kinds of junk food are welcome - popcorn, chips, jelly, candies..! Just not the healthy things..okay, maybe strawberries are invited but thats it! What will you guys do? No worries, Ben is definitely a funny fellow (so are you!) so you won't be bored. Playing games on Nintendo? Watching some movies? Playing board games? Just cuddling and laughing at the silly things? Its all up to you! ..Just be careful with scary stories..I dont want you guys to have a heart-attack! And after a night full of cuddling and laughing? The best part of your sleepover - putting cream to help relieve itching on mosquito bites!!

,,Oh man..you are my favorite person in the whole world..you know that?” - Ben gently whispers, giggling, as you hold each other.

☆ "Ticci" Toby - Monopoly night

Good luck..i hope you will survive this devilish game!

You and Toby treating it completely serious.. you know, getting all dressed up into elegant clothes and having the night of your life..or maybe even longer..Hey, you are serious investors! Monopoly deserves to be approach with respect! The other funny idea is just creating the background of character you will play as and trying not to come out of it! Anyways..you sitting opposite and playing against each other. If he is in a good mood, he will let you win just to see your pretty smile! ..well and maybe to finally end your endless game..

,,Ah you got me..you are the best Y/N, arent you? Now..what do you want as a reward?~” - he chuckles softly (if his pupils could turn into the hearts, they totally would!) as you enjoy your victory.

☆ Laughing Jack - making homemade ice creams

Yeah right..what is better than spending time with someone you love and make sweets at the same time??

I think that the whole making process would be way funnier than eating..but hey, how can you ever be bored with Jack? On the nice warm day, you go into kitchen and come up with this brillant idea - its ice cream time. You would definitely wear this silly aprons (you guys look so cute in them!). And even if you put nice music in the background, your laughs are way louder than it..the whole house fills with your happiness! Do I even have to say how much mess you made? The cooking turned into small food fight, the ingredients are anywhere but where they should be. No worries tho..after a long long process the ice creams turnet out great (you will not get poisoned, i promise)! Now you can enjoy your sweet meal AND your company!

,,You are so sweet doll..maybe instead of the ice-cream I should eat you?~” he chuckles and picks you up, giving you a gentle twirl in the air.

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gowns · 5 months

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you know, they tell you all about childhood wonder, but i made spaghetti squash last night, and i told my 6 year old, "look! this looks like an ordinary squash, but look what happens when you cook it! it's going to turn into spaghetti!" and i roasted it and took it out of the oven and showed her, "look! look! check this out! it's like magic! spaghetti!!!!" digging my fork into the squash, the little strings coming out looking so goddamn much like spaghetti, in a way that still amazes me, as an adult, even though i've seen it happen before, it's still incredible to me, holy shit, here's this thing that grows out of the ground and we figured out that if you roast it the insides look identical to this other thing that exists, that is also edible, and they taste pretty good with the same seasonings and sauces.

"look! the squash turned into spaghetti! holy cow!" i even wrapped the strings around my fork, like a spaghetti commercial.

my 6 year old looked at my fork, looked at me, with a world weary glare, then rolled her eyes. "i'm not going to eat that." "ok, ok, you don't have to eat it, but isn't it cool?! how does it do that?!" "whatever." whatever! how can you whatever seeing a spaghetti squash for the first time?!

i tell you, we were sold a bill of goods about childhood wonder. there are so many things that amaze me that don't amaze my kids.

when i think about it, i remember that i was the same way, when i was that age, when i learned to read bigger books; i read a few science books, then i felt like i knew everything, and nothing amazed me anymore, everything that could be imagined had already happened. everything had a rational explanation. christmas lights were just electricity. mickey mouse is just a guy in a costume. vegetables are just vegetables and not that exciting; food doesn't need to be exciting, after all, it just needs to be safe and familiar.

just a few hours after the spaghetti squash, after i had put them to bed -- i heard the gentle click of my kid's bedroom door. her head popped into the bathroom, where i was taking a bath.

"i can't go to sleep, because i'm afraid."

"afraid of what?"

"i was watching a show about rattlesnakes, and a gila monster was about to eat them, and i turned it off, but now i'm still thinking -- what if i was a snake, and a gila monster was about to eat me?"

"...well, you are very lucky, because you are not a snake. and there are no gila monsters here."

"yes, but what if i was a snake? and what if there was a gila monster?"

"but you are a kid, and you are safe in your bedroom."

"but what if i wasn't?"

what i love about kids is that they are full of surprises. you can't predict how they'll react to things. adults follow scripts, but kids write their own. especially in these brief, precious years -- between 4 and 10 -- when they have enough language to communicate and process the world, but they're not following any scripts yet. and they have big emotions because they bristle against all the scripts being presented to them.

so you get all these funny contrasts -- the big christmas decorations are "whatever," but what's really fun is twisting these fuzzy pipe cleaners together. this toy doll is kind of fun, but what's really fun is pouring water in her mouth until she's sopping wet, cracking up because it's like she peed all over herself, then deciding to take a bath at noon. (taking a bath at noon is fun, taking a bath at bathtime is not.) the "make your own cookie" pre-made set is not fun, but mixing a big bowl of flour until everything is covered in white definitely is.

i love them because they're right. because we're both right. because they fill my life with contrasts. the spaghetti squash IS amazing, and it's ALSO pretty boring. coloring on paper IS limited fun, coloring on walls DOES feel liberating. it's true that we are not snakes, but what if we WERE?

we are always showing each other alternative ways of being!

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resowrites · 11 months

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Always You - oneshot (request).

Summary: When Henry bumps into his childhood best friend on the way home for the holidays, it appears they’ve both been keeping secrets from each other…

Pairings: AU!Henry Cavill x reader

Warnings: fluff, slight angst, language, banter/british humour, mention of relationship difficulties, nondescript OC body type/appearance, hastily written/lightly proofread.

WC: 2281

A/N: My work must not be copied, reposted, or translated elsewhere. Likes, follows, reblogs and comments are thoroughly welcome and appreciated! Gifs/pics not my own. I hope you all enjoy and thanks for visiting!

Always You - oneshot (request).

She pulled into the parking lot with a mixture of relief and apprehension. It had been a long drive, and although she was glad to finally be home, she knew this Christmas would be an awkward one, to say the least. The one guest everyone was expecting to be joining her had gone to be with their own family and so she dreaded the questions she knew everyone would have. Then there was Henry. She hadn't seen him in over six months, not since that uncomfortable garden party her brother threw for her last birthday. She said she was fine with people bringing guests but she never expected Henry to bring her. All long legs and billowing hair, to say his fiancee was beautiful would be like calling the sun hot. She was stunning. And incredibly successful too. She went the whole day with a lump in her throat as she watched the two of them swooning at each other. Yet six months on they still hadn't tied the knot. But she didn't dare hope anything had happened between them.

Besides, she'd accepted that nothing was ever going to come of her feelings for Henry. If he liked her back she would have known by now. He wasn't exactly the shy and retiring type and so she'd concluded he just didn't love her the way she loved him. She sighed and slammed the car door shut, sending a flurry of snowflakes into her eyes. And yet her mind was still on him. They hadn't spoken since the garden party but she knew he was coming home for Christmas. Probably with his fiancee in tow. She swallowed and stepped over the threshold of the shop. The smell of roasted coffee beans and the gentle hum of Christmas music instantly calmed her nerves. She kept reminding herself that it was still good to be home, a relief to have a break from work and the usual hustle and bustle of everyday life. But why didn't it actually feel that way? She was so deep in thought that she didn't hear the cashier repeat their request for her order. "She'll have a half-fat cap with an extra shot, make it extra hot too." She quickly turned around, knowing instantly who the voice belonged to.

"Henry… I had no idea you were back already." The tall handsome man behind her smiled warmly though his eyes were somewhat hollow. She also noticed he appeared thinner and his hair looked a shaggy mess.

"I literally just arrived. Thought I'd stop in for a coffee before I headed over to my folks. Do you want to join me?" She nodded in a haze, wondering where his fiancée was. Henry gently pushed past her, placed his own order, then took both their drinks over to a quiet corner of the cafe. She primly sat down, feeling rather thrown by their unexpected meeting. But she supposed she had to see him at some point over the holidays. And at least she wasn't with him. Deep in thought once again, she took a sip of coffee and ended up scolding her lip. Henry grinned and handed her a napkin. "Trust you to burn yourself, you never were patient enough to let your food cool down."

"Me?! You're the one who finishes Christmas dinner before everyone else! I'm surprised there's ever any turkey left for anyone else. I remember the year you took both legs, your mother looked fit to kill you!"

"Well at least I don't eat all the brussel sprouts, you keep everyone awake after a plate full of those!" They both laughed and she felt relieved they'd already fallen back into the easy patter they'd shared since they were children growing up on the same street. Their families often spent Christmas together but that tradition faded once they both grew up and left home. She smiled fondly at the memories. "… What are you thinking about?"

"Oh… nothing. Just remembering the time you got a BMX one Christmas but I was the one who rode it all morning--"

"Yeah, you wouldn't give it back even though it had no training wheels so you kept falling off and scuffing it!"

"No, I didn't! The roads were extra slippery that year, that's why I kept falling down. And I never used training wheels!"

"Rubbish! You were ten years old and still couldn't ride a bike!"

"Well, I'm not surprised with you chasing after me all the time! I needed the bike just to get away from you for five minutes!" But he didn't laugh that time, instead, his eyes seemed to cloud over.

"… Can you believe that was over thirty years ago? Where on earth has the time gone?"

"I know. It seems to go faster and faster every year. Anyway, are you… okay? You seem a little tired?" Henry quickly looked down and she instantly regretted mentioning it. "I mean, it's just that I haven't heard from you in a while. How did filming ago, didn't you just get back from a shoot?" This seemed to relax him slightly and he leaned back in his chair.

"Yeah, six months in the Czech Rebulic…"

"God, no wonder you're exhausted. Did… did Georgina go with you?" She didn't know why she'd blurted out such a question and felt her cheeks grow hot. Henry seemed equally embarrassed.

"Uh… no. She had to work." They both then fell into a long silence, each seemingly unwilling to take that line of inquiry any further.

"Well, it's good to see you back anyhow. It's not like I've heard from you lately." He seemed to shrink further into himself.

"Yeah… I… I'm sorry. A lot's been going on. What with filming, I mean." She nodded sympathetically though she wasn't entirely convinced.

"How long will you be back?" At this, Henry seemed to brighten.

"Six months. I don't start shooting again until next summer." Dread suddenly coursed through her stomach.

"… So you'll be getting married in that time, then?" He blinked at her several times.

"Uh, no. I had no plans too." Her brow furrowed.

"But… you're engaged. Haven't you set a date yet?" Henry shifted in his seat.

"Uh… is it okay if we don't talk about this right now? I had a long drive and I'd rather hear about what you've been getting up to." Once again, a pit opened in her stomach.

"Oh, this and that. Nothing exciting, really." She didn't know why she couldn't share the news. Somehow, it just felt wrong.

"Well, how long are you back? I'm surprised the hospital is happy for you to be away even for a single day." She smiled and rolled her eyes.

"You're accusing me of being a workaholic?! And I just happened to have some holidays stored up so I decided to use them in one go." She confidently took a sip of her drink, hoping that she'd managed to sway him. But Henry just shook his head and smiled.

"Whatever you say. Anyway, what are you doing after this? If you want we can both grab a cab to your parent's house. I'm looking forward to your mum's annual gingerbread cake."

"Oh no, that's fine. I drove here. Actually, I have to get a tree first, you're welcome to come with me though if you want?" Why had she asked him? Surely he had other places to be?

"That'd be great." They beamed at each other and spent the next hour and a half finishing catching up. It was like they'd never spent any time apart and it reminded her of why they'd continued to be such good friends in the first place. She silently prayed it would always be that way.

***

"Wow, I didn't realise it had got so late. It'll be dark in the next hour or so."

"Well don't worry, I'll gladly drive." She playfully shoved Henry away from the driver's side door. "Now, remember to check your mirrors…"

"Oh shut up, I'm a far better driver than you!"

"In your dreams, how many times did it take you to pass your test?"

"How is that relevant?!"

"How many times?!"

"… Four." He roared with laughter. "Look, my instructor was a hard arse alright? I'd have passed on the second go if it wasn't for him."

"Not the first?" She pursed her lips. "I'm surprised he didn't pass you the moment you got in beside him…"

"What does that mean?" The smirk disappeared from Henry's face and their earlier awkwardness returned. Eventually, she couldn't stand it any longer and cleared her throat.

"So… who else is gunna be at your parents this year?"

"Only two of my brothers. But honestly, I prefer it that way, it'll only be weird when--" he clammed up, his eyes darting to the floor in the process. She sighed.

"Henry… has something happened between you and Georgina?" She could see the muscles in his jaw grinding away. "Henry?"

"Oh for God's sake, what do you care anyhow?"

"Hey, don't snap at me! You're my best friend, I care about you…"

"Oh yeah, you care so much you haven't spoken to me in months!"

"Well, I don't like to bother you when you're away, I know you're busy--"

"Don't use that as an excuse, you've been slowly backing off ever since Georgina and I got together. Are you threatened by her or something?" Her eyebrows shot up.

"Are you kidding me?! No! But I mean come on, no girlfriend wants the female best friend of her fiancée always hanging around!"

"So you have been avoiding me?"

"… Henry, it's not like that."

"Oh no? Then how come you didn't even tell me about you and Scott?" She slammed on the brakes, causing them to come to a screeching stop. "Good, you can let me out here and I'll walk the rest of the way to my house."

"Henry, don't be ridiculous! We're still miles out--"

"So what? You've made it clear you don't give a fuck about me or our friendship." And with that, Henry pushed open the car door and climbed out. She hurried after him.

"Henry, wait! For God's sake, don't run off, it'll be dark soon!" Henry spun around to face her.

"Then you better get back. After all, you wouldn't want to worry your fiance!"

"Oh, will you please stop being such a child? I told you the reason I didn't tell you, you were busy--"

"I'm always busy, as are you, so it's no excuse. What's the real reason you didn't tell me?" She stood there temporarily dumbfounded. Slowly, she could feel anger rise in her chest.

"Well, why didn't you tell me whatever's happened between you and Georgina? You're the one keeping secrets!"

"Bullshit, and if you'd stayed in touch with me you would have known…" He trailed off, rubbing his forehead with his hand.

"Did you break up?" Henry chewed his lip but said nothing. "I'm so sorry…"

"Save it. All you care about is yourself--"

"That's not true, if you'd told me I would have been there for you. I'd have dropped everything--"

"Well, it's too late for that now!" They stood staring at each other silently as the wind whipped around them.

"… I'm sorry, okay? You're right, I haven't been a good friend. The reason I didn't tell you about my engagement is… is because…" She faded off, unsure exactly how to explain feelings that were both so natural and yet infernally complex. But to her surprise, he'd taken a few steps forwards and was now looking down at her with an expression she couldn't quite read.

"… What were you going to say?" She looked down either side of the road behind them, noting how eerily quiet it seemed to be.

"It's nothing. I, I dunno… I just didn't want things to get any more awkward between us…" A strange look seemed to cloud Henry's face. Almost like he was disappointed.

"You don't have to hide anything from me…" She scoffed and spun around, pacing backwards and forwards as the words came spewing forth.

"Do you even hear yourself? We are not the same, okay? We don't even live the same life anymore!" Henry stood firm.

"Well, what difference does that make?!"

"Why are you pretending it's that simple? For God's sake you're known over the whole world, you can do anything you want, at any time - with anyone!"

"… I'm still me." She stopped and felt a weight crushing her chest.

"I know. It's just… I don't think things can ever go back to the way they were." He looked up at her forlornly.

"But why?! You're my best friend - you mean everything to me!" She could feel tears prickle her eyes.

"Henry, soon you'll have a wife and family of your own--"

"We split up."

"What?!"

"… She accused me of being in love with someone else."

"Why?! Are you?" Henry glanced sideways and swallowed hard. "Oh my God…"

"I wanted to tell you!" She collapsed against the car in disbelief.

"How long have you felt this way?!"

"… Since we were kids."

"WHAT?! And you never thought to tell me?!"

"Well, I thought I'd grow out of it! And besides, when it became clear you didn't feel the same way I--" but he never got a chance to finish. She'd run into his chest and kissed him hard. "I… I don't believe this! Why didn't you tell me?!"

"Because you never made a move! I thought you didn't like me in that way!" They looked at each other and burst out laughing.

"… It's always been you. Always."

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#henry cavill #henry cavill fandom #henry cavill fanfiction #henry cavill x reader #henry cavill imagine

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linkemon · 8 months

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Showing affection headcanons 1

Friendly reminder that English is not my first language. You can check my Masterlists both in English and Polish here.

Diluc Rangvindr

✧ A man of peace and moderation. He's unaccustomed to romantic relationships and doesn't quite allow himself to think that he could be with you.

✧ Even though he doesn't answer before Jean, he's kind of your knight. He saves you from the various situations you get into. If any of the tavern patrons argue with you, he will always take your side without questioning it. If anyone should raise a finger on you, beware, for there are unpleasant consequences.

✧ Silently exchanges the glasses you broke. He won't comment on it.

✧ If you break down at work on your clumsiness, he'll pat you on the head. It's more work for him but he'll get over it for you.

✧ Diluc tells you to go home faster when he sees you're tired behind the bar. If you fall asleep behind the counter, he will carry you upstairs so you can rest.

✧ You timidly grabbed his hand a few times. He looked away but lightly squeezed your hand in response. Usually someone interrupted you.

✧ He's worried that Kaeya might mislead you with his flirts. He laconically says that you should stay away from him. He doesn't do it out of jealousy, he just doesn't want you to fall in love with his brother because he says that to a lot of women. He thinks you deserve better.

Childe

✧ A shameless flirt. Sometimes you wonder if he really doesn't tell all of this to other girls. If you tell him about it, he'll ask if you're jealous and say you flatter him.

✧ One way he shows affection is by introducing you to his family. It is extremely important to him. First on the list was Teucer in Liyue before you visited the rest in Snezhnaya. The young child absolutely loves you. He often asks about you in letters, as do his parents. They're glad to have someone like you by Childe's side.

✧ He shows his money left and right. It's not like he's buying your love but he claims that spoiling you brings him joy. New outfit? Something that reminds him of you? Tickets for Yun Jin's concert? Whatever you like. You stopped admiring things, otherwise in a few days they would probably be bought and right in front of you.

✧ Childe likes to cuddle, also from behind and kiss you on the head. He often holds your hands or puts his arm around you. He doesn't mind doing it in public either.

✧ He likes to have a duel with you. You are strong and he appreciates it. Of course, he'll hold back before unleashing his form, which he rarely does against worthy opponents but he doesn't want to hurt you. The very fact that he does this is his way of appreciating you.

Razor

✧ Gestures and actions, by this you will know his feelings.

✧ He started learning human language thanks to you and Lisa but he's still not fluent in it. He also does not fully understand many nuances that are passed on to each other in conversations.

✧ Therefore, it is difficult to expect him to convey love to you verbally. He calles you lupical and that will have to do as for verbal aspects for now.

✧ Instead, he does his best to show that he cares in his own way. If he notices that you often go to pick flowers, you can be sure that one day he will greet you with a bouquet. Of course they will all be wild flowers, all that Mondstadt has to offer.

✧ He will bring you ingredients for dinner. Including freshly hunted meat. He wouldn't mind eating it raw but when you roast ir or add it to a stew, he thinks it's even more delicious.

✧ Razor has a very strong concerns about your safety. It's important among wolves to be around and protect each other. Since in your case he can't always be with you, he takes advantage of those moments when you are. If he sees monsters, he'll get rid of them right away.

✧ He just likes being with you and learning new things.

Yae Miko

✧ Guji Yae is cunning. You can count on her to talk about her feelings both very directly and in the most roundabout way possible. It all depends on the situation.

✧ She will try to embarrass you at all costs. He thinks your red face is cute. The more her flirting causes it, the more she will use it.

✧ She can be jealous but she will never, ever tell you outright. That's when the fox nature comes out of her. Anyone interested in you the way she is? She'll get rid of them. Of course not literally. She'll play matchmaker to find other half of this person. Or she will deftly redirect theirs attention to another place or fill their schedule at work thanks to connections.

✧ Yae Miko will publish a novel starring you and herself. Romantic, of course. She won't even hide the fact that you are you and she is her.

✧ She doesn't like cuddling. Instead, she likes to put your head in her lap and stroke it while combing your hair.

✧ Expect her to whisper in your ear when you least expect it. It can even be insignificant things. Your reaction is what matters most.

✧ She likes to call you darling. Sometimes it even goes as far as sweetie.

#genshin x reader #diluc x reader #razor x reader #yae miko x reader #childe x reader #selfship #tartaglia x reader #x reader #diluc ragnvindr #razor #yae miko #childe #tartaglia #ajax #over teyvat #genshin impact #ajax x reader

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davidsdussy · 1 year

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Can you do headcanons NSFW and SFW for dating Dwayne and Paul?

Oooo my first ask! I'll love to give you such satisfaction, I hope you like it!

❈•≫──≪•◦Paul+Dwayne+Reader◦•≫──≪•❈

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SMUT! minors dni- Sexual themes, language.

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•°•❥Oh you're feeling frisky huh? Idk how you got these two beautiful himbos to gracefully kiss your inner thighs but this is a good ass dynamic!

•°•❥ Surprisingly Dwayne was the one who got to meet you first. You just so happened to be minding your business when a man was trying to flirt with you, but you kept telling the guy to fuck off. Dwayne was attracted to your boldness of kicking the man in the nuts after her tried go grab for you

•°•❥paul was there too, but he only showed up during the nut kicking and was confused but laughing his ass off. Paul thought you were a bit spicy

•°•❥ But Paul was definitely the first one to give Dwayne the idea. He even bothered him for weeks until he finally agreed. Don't get Dwayne wrong, he thinks you're attractive... But they're vampires! What if you scream and run? He's gonna have to kill you and he don't want that.

•°•❥once they found you on the boardwalk again they told David they were gonna walk around a while, which David doesn't care go ahead have fun.

•°•❥Paul was the first to speak to you, giving you compliments about your style. Well that's the first! Most guys just ask to fuck but that wasn't his case at all. You could tell, soon he eased you into meeting Dwayne too! You liked him, he was quiet and even gave you small compliments too.

•°•❥After weeks of hanging out, causing trouble, bullying surf Nazis and beating up jar heads that try to flirt with you, they finally asked you out. They took you to the beach where you three can have privacy, and talk.

•°•❥Who are you to deny such handsome men! You only live once might as well see how it goes. Buuuuut they did eventually tell you what they were and even introduced you to the crew

•°•❥David thought you were fun to hang out so he didn't mind you sticking around the cave as long as he knows you aren't trying to betray them but they all know you wouldn't do something that stupid!

•°•❥Cuddles with these two is the best! Paul always has his hands on your hips, kissing at your neck, he's so damn needy! All while Dwayne watches you two or just hugs your waist from behind, trapping you between their bodies.

•°•❥They always share you, Unlike DAVID! Dwayne isn't that kind of possessive. He enjoys watching you and Paul cuddle each other while he monitors the surrounding area. He knows you'll come to him when you want to

•°•❥Paul also doesn't mind sharing, especially since he's always invading you and Dwayne alone time, he can't help it! But you both don't mind Paul. After all how can you say no to his puppy eyes?(me)

━━━━━━━━『 ♡✓NSFW✓』━━━━━━━━

•°•❥ooooo what you tryna doooo? Being stuck between these two in bed is wild and so sensual at the same time. Dwayne kissing at you neck and having you between his legs as he opens you up for Paul. And oh booooy Paul is munching in between your thighs like some starving man

•°•❥Dwayne enjoys watching you and Paul get each other off before ruining you both. You and Paul should hold hands as he's taking back shots (pfft why am I like this just foul )

•°•❥I like to think Dwayne is sensual and rough with you in bed, a gentle kind of rough. Slowly pushing his cock in and out of you, pinning your hands above your head as his free hand caresses your beautiful body

•°•❥Paul is in between. He'll give you what you want, just ask! Paul likes watching you sit pretty in his lap as he pounds upwards into you, spreading your ass and smacking it with a hard squeeze.

•°•❥Or....if you want.....they can split roast you to glory! Its okay to die this way, its worth it! Especially when Paul is eating you out from the back and you're sucking on Dwayne's cock.

•°•❥100/10 will cum again

#dwayne the lost boys #dwayne tlb #paul the lost boys #poly!lost boys x reader #the lost boys paul #tlb 1987 #the lost boys x reader #tlb smut #tlb x reader

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mademoiselle-cookie · 5 months

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On BBH calling people « uncultured »

(Here the link to the clip, it's the only one I found)

In summary, during a friendly gathering, BBH called other streamers, including 2 non-Americans whose native language is not English, "uncultured" for not knowing an American expression. And the last person he spoke to before saying that, is someone who rightfully said he didn't know bc it's not his culture.

I saw a lot of people getting angry about it on Twitter X while I usually miraculously escape this kind of drama, and I'm still lucky to have only seen people talking in their corner without (really) directly attacking BBH or worse, harassing him. So obviously, it's Twitter X so it blown out of proportion, but I still wanted to come back to it.

It is important to specify

IT’S A JOKE.

BBH didn't intend to hurt anyone and it's apparently a common joke in the US. Insulting and teasing each other is very common among friends, which is what QSMP streamers are. They were all roasting BBH just before that. The people targeted didn't seem upset (Étoiles loves to be dramatic) and they're adults wjho talk to each other outside of QSMP. If they have a problem with a joke, they discuss it.

And after that BBH tried to find the equivalent in different of the expression. I don't know about Portuguese, but it didn't really work in French. There is no equivalent to "jumping the shark", since it's a reference to a old american serie which then became a (apparently niche) expression. The frence equivalent BBH found was "passer du coq à l'âne" which means abruptly changing the subject, while "jumping the shark" refers to when a series becomes bad/absurd.

The intention is still cool tho.

All this to say that this is not an attack on non-Americans, BBH also "insulted" Tina and Foolish, not just Bagi and Etoiles.

BUT

I understand why people get worked up about it (doesn't mean I tolerate harrassment. BBH doesn't deserve any of that).

First, the lack of reaction from streamers is not necessarily indicative of what they think. When Cellbit joked that Etoiles' team didn't listen to him (suggesting he was a bad leader) in Purgatory, Etoiles just laughed the first time and didn't say anything when Cellbit doubled down. Except that the fact that no one listens to it on day 1 is one of the reasons why the stream was an absolute nightmare to watch, so I don't imagine for Étoiles himself. Even Fit seemed to be dying of frustration even though he wasn't the target of this disrespect. And that’s not to mention that Étoiles was being harassed on social media at the time, and one of those accusations was that he was a bad leader. The joke really made me so uncomfortable.

It's very likely that it was discussed with Cellbit later since no one ever brought it up afterward, but no one said anything about the joke itself on stream.

Also, one thing I thought was stupid about people being personally hurt by Aypierre and Antoine's joke about Mike looking like Hitler was that they were joking about Mike's Minecraft skin. The target was very specific and Antoine had already called Mike a dictator in his face earlier, and Mike didn't have any problem with that (he literally had the political program of a dictator).

Whereas here, BBH calls a group of people "uneducated" because they don't know an expression. Which concerns a lot of people in the chats. Personnally, I've already heard about it but bc my passions gave me the opportunity to know it. And even like that I only see it TWICE in my life, and only one of them explained what it meant.

Unlike Aypierre and Antoine, who spoke in French – which means that only people who know the kind of dark humor that we are so fond of should have understood – BBH said it in a language that everyone understood, since it wasn't an aside but something everyone needed to hear.

These people in the chat are not friends with BBH so being insulted by him is significantly less likely to be taken as a joke. They don't necessarily know that it's a type of American humor and that there is no attack in his words. Being insulted by a friend and a stranger is a completely different experience, especially if you don't know the context behind it.

Because it's also another problem

The context

We have an american telling 2 people who are not american and which native's language is not English that they're uncultured for not knowing an american expression. The US has a bit of history being condescent with other culture for not being the same as them. The cliché that Americans are arrogant, nationalistic and insensitive to other cultures is still present and persistent. And we can't say it's not true, we just have to see the QSMP fandom.

(I know it's not only americans but Baghera's harrassment because she dared to use the word "retard" once, which means late in french, is a good example of people who refuse to aknowledge that non English speakers have a life and culture outside of the English language)

It is therefore not really surprising that the viewers didn't take well the remark.

Especially since this isn't the first time BBH has pissed off someone over something like this. The time he was debating with Forever and he got fed up because he couldn't defend himself properly since it wasn't his language - which let BBH have the upper hand and let him wrongly think he was totally in the right – and decided to speak in Portuguese and let BBH deal with the translator. I remember seeing comments under the clip on Youtube expressing how happy they were that Forever was putting down BBH's cackle by fighting on his turf.

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Even if he is very nice, BBH is a very stubborn person who does not give up and with whom arguing is quite difficult. Whether he likes it or not, want it or not, he takes advantage of the lack of vocabulary and fluency that non-English speakers have when they speak English.

This isn't helped by the fact that BBH seems to be one of the few on the server to put very little effort into learning/speaking other languages. Foolish practices Spanish with Leo, Philza asked Tallulah to speak to him in Spanish (I don't know if he continues), Tina learns French with Etoiles, etc... (ofc I'm not listing the Non English speakers, it's obvious)

BBH has a French child and was adopted by the French as a whole, but I don't remember seeing anything remotely close to him learning/speaking French (apart from the "t'as les cramptés?" but it's on the same level as Aypierre and his "caralho mano") I don't watch Foolish but I know he's progressed enough to be able to translate into Spanish for Leo something BBH said they didn't understand. And I don't forget the gathering of 3 french (Baghera, Aypierre, Étoiles) with Ironmouse and they decided to speak spanish for her.

Apparently, BBH is learning spanish but is too shy/insecure to speak it on stream

And honestly, I have no problem to believe that. But that's also mean that the vast majority of people didn't know that. We're not likely to guess it on our own, and we French know a streamer who had major insecurity problems in the past, and yet who is now trying to speak in public what is probably his fourth language* (meaning that he has not mastered it at all and is currently busy improving himself in another language). So there is very little chance that we will make the connection alone. QSMP is the perfect place to improve and learn another language, if someone want to lean, we'll assume they will do that here.

(*I have no confirmation that Étoiles speaks Arabic but it is extremely likely, hence the "probably")

Like, yes, Etoiles speaks several languages so it's easier to be confident and daring. But that's the thing, isn't it ?

We have a someone who knows one (1) language telling someone who speaks rather fluently at least 2, who has a daily general knowledge show, who often plays general knowledge games, who organizes visits to museums/castles/operas for his streams, that he's "uncultured".

The irony

#Youtube #I'm not forgetting the Aypierre-Etoiles-Roier moment #where they were all speaking their languages and teach each other some words and expressions (while Roier mistreated Pepito)#qsmp #qsmp badboyhalo #qsmp etoiles #fandom discourse #fandom drama #qsmp forever #No I won't say anything about the fact that the non-English speakers that BBH called uncultured are a woman and an Arab #Yes the fandom has a big problem with misogyny and racism #but BBH was not just targeting them

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elizabethsaige · 11 months

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been reading a lot of Stobin headcanons and wanted to share my own because I cannot stop thinking about SteveandRobin

these are just some, I do have many more

enjoy !

- their entire relationship is essentially Robin calling Steve things like “dingus” and “idiot” and just being such a menace to him, but the second anyone else says anything slightly mean to him, she is ripping them a new one so fast, ready to lay them out the second they open their mouths

- she frequently disciplines Dustin, Mike, and Max any time they are rude to Steve, even if it’s a joke (and by discipline, I mean telling them “hey shut the fuck up, i’m the only one thats allowed to be mean to him”)

- Robin “he asked for no pickles” and Steve “Robin, it’s fine”

- the first time Robin goes on a date with a girl, Steve is sitting by the phone waiting for Robin to call and give him every single detail

- Steve gets so warm and fuzzy inside any time he looks at Robin when she doesn’t know he’s looking because he just loves her so much it hurts

- when Robin finally notices, she gives him a weird look and says, “what the fuck are you looking at dingus?”

- (Robin looks at him the same way, he just doesn’t know it)

- Robin and Steve’s children together are Max and Will, but Steve’s children-from-another-marriage are Dustin, Erica, and El and Robin’s are Lucas and Mike

- speaking of Mike, he is like obsessed with Robin. he thinks she’s the coolest person ever. any time they hang out in the group, Mike always wants to be in her conversations or wants her to join in on any games the kids are playing, and he LOVES when she roasts people in other languages, he asks her to teach him the words every time

- every time Robin sleeps at Steve’s house, he judges him for the ugly wallpaper and ugly matching drapes in his bedroom and begs him to change it

- sometimes Steve really doubts his place in the group, worrying that he isn’t important to anyone and is just used as a babysitter or a ride, and on days like this, Robin will hold him and run her hands through his hair and tell him every reason why everyone in The Party loves him and just how important he is, especially to her

- Steve is Stevie and Robin is Robbie, but also Steve is Steven and Robin is Rob, and sometimes Steve is Evie and Robin is Robert, but most of the time Steve is Dingus and Robin is Birdie

- Joyce and Hopper were the last to find out that they are both queer and not dating each other. but before they found out, Joyce gave Steve the ‘you better not hurt her’ talk because, well, she knew his old reputation and she figured it was necessary. and Hopper gave Robin the ‘i know he had a reputation but he’s my son and he’s actually a good guy now’ talk (not realizing that Robin already knew all of this because duh they’re best friends) and then Robin and Steve told each other what was said to them and laughed their heads off

- they throw the absolute best birthday parties together for the kids. they want them to feel so special and so loved on their birthdays because both Steve and Robin dislike their birthdays and never really felt special during any of them as kids

- when Robin is reading and she’s with Steve, she reads out loud so Steve can join in on the story even if he doesn’t always understand what’s going on if she’s halfway through a book (asks many questions and Robin pretends to be annoyed about having to answer them but does anyway

- when Steve doesn’t understand something, Robin is so kind and gentle in explaining it to him and making sure he doesn’t feel dumb (unless she’s overwhelmed, then she kind of gets an attitude about it)

- Robin can actually sing and Steve isn’t the first person to find out (Nancy is - on accident) and they get into a really big fight about it because Steve feels betrayed and it ends with Robin confessing how self conscious about it she is so she doesn’t let other people hear her

#steve and robin #Steve harrington #robin buckley #stobin #steveandrobin #ur honor i love them #headcanons #stranger things #platonic with a capital p #stranger things headcanons #st headcanons

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olivefeuillu · 1 year

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Aemond X Male Knight / Kingsguard reader

Summary : Aemond and a male kingsguard reader having a passionate make out session.

Modification of the supper scene

Might write a part two

Already established relationships

Warning : cussing (?)

English is not my first language and It’s the first time I post more than a tiny imagine. Sorry if there’s any mistakes !

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The man in armor wore his white cloak with pride, being a royal bodyguard was always something he dreamt of being. A few months ago, he was promoted to the Kingsguards as he received the crown’s favor and recognition. He was given the honor to serve and protect the second born son, Aemond of house Targaryen.

During his months of service, he got close to the prince’s heart, very close. The knight didn’t only protect him, he also loved him. He gave him the love the prince never had in his own family.

Tonight was special, the royal family was celebrating unions between the house Velaryon and the house Targaryen. The kingsguard was far away from the big table full of food that was surrounded by the royal family. He watched the maids running with the plates of food, carefully. The guard listened to the conversations coming from all directions as he stood near Ser Criston Cole, until he saw a roasted pig on a platter being deposited in front of Aemond’s place.

“ Oh, oh,” he thought.

Lycerys sneered as he looked at Aemond. The prince stormed out of the room after he saw the smirk on his nephew’s face. If he could have fed his nephew’s eyes to his dragon, Vhagar, he would have done it. He didn’t want to make a scene in front of his mother. Revenge can wait. He can wait.

His guard followed him out of the room like he would normally do, but tonight his prince is furious.

“ This fucking bastard,” he clenched his jaw and took a deep breath to calm himself down. “ If he dares look at me again, I’ll-…”

“ My prince, I suggest you to not bring unnecessary drama to your family supper,” his knight softly smiled to help him calm down. “Do it for your king, your father. This is probably one of his last family reunions.”

“ I don’t give a shit. My father never did anything for me. He did nothing when this bastard took my-…” his eye hardened to this thought and his brows furrowed.

“ Then do it for your mother, for your sister,” he approached him and his armor made metallic sounds as the meters separating them disappeared, “ do it for me.”

“ For you ? mmh.”

“ Yes, for me,” he hoped this was enough to calm his lover’s nerves.

Aemond approached him, they were now closer, their chests were almost touching and the prince looked down to him. The knight was just a little shorter, but almost the same height.

“ What do I have in return,” he asked and took his hand in his.

“Whatever you want , my prince,” he looked at him for a little while.

The silence took place between the two men. They spoke with their gaze like they normally do around others, teasing each other without words. Aemond thought about everything he could do and decided to kiss him gently.

They began kissin in the empty hallway, a slow and soft kiss. The light coming from the torches were gently exposing their actions to the dark. Their lips were locking, the knight‘s hands placed themselves on the prince’s left cheek and neck to deepen their passionate moment.

“ My prince…” he kissed him back and Aemond pressed him between his body and the wall. He slowly lifted his head up and caressed the knight’s bottom lip with his thumb. The knight’s strong back was against the wall, Aemond’s lower body between his legs, their hands gripping whatever they could find like they never had enough of each other. The guard put his lips on the prince’s jaw and made a trail of kisses until he pecked his lips.

“ Aemond, I love you-”

Then the door suddenly opened. His sister, Rhaenyra Targaryen, still pregnant, was standing in the hallway. The knight’s heart stopped beating as he gasped and pushed away the prince : “ It’s not what you think, your highness !”

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#aemond targaryen #male reader #aemond targaryen x male!reader #aemond x male reader #aemond x you #aemond fanfiction #aemond stannies #hotd x reader #house of the dragon

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depressopax · 3 months

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Relax - Saul Goodman x gn!reader

Also avaliable to read on AO3 Pairing: Saul Goodman x gender neutral reader Genre: Fluff, hate-love relationship, hurt/comfort, “almost smut” Warning(s): Description of exhaustion and stress. Cuss words, gender neutral reader with they/them pronouns. Age gap, reader is somewhere in their mid 20’s. Nothing too explicit but kissing. Smutty ending. Words: 1.1K Summary: You work for Walter, and he sends you to Saul to hand him over some files. Exhausted after some long days with lack of sleep, you find comfort in talking to the annoying lawyer English is not my main language, if I make any spelling mistakes please let me know so I can improve my writing! <3

“Ah, sweetie, what an honor to see you at my office.”Saul chants, not looking up at you whilst doing paperworks by his desk. You just glare at him, not in the mood for his bullshit today.

“Saul.”

You reply dryly, him just nodding in reply without even looking at you when approaching the desk holding the files Walter asked you to deliver to the cocky lawyer. You take a seat in the chair across from him, waiting for him to look up. But today, he seems to be in the mood to annoy you.

“Could you just-”

He holds up a hand to stop you. Offended by his move, you stop talking. After a couple of minutes you’re done with his attitude. You stand up loudly, the chair almost falling in the process. Finally, he looks up. Without thinking twice, you slam the files down his desk, causing the table to shake. He cusses and manages to grab hold of his coffee cup before it falls to the blue carpet floor.

“What’s your problem, kid?”“My problem? What’s your problem?”The two of you continue nagging each other, and when he raises his voice, so do you. You sink down the chair again after a while, still trembling in anger.

“Will you PLEASE look at the files?”

Something about the frustration in your voice makes Saul’s face soften. He sighs and grabs the file, bringing out the pile of papers.

Describing the relationship between you and Saul… Chaotic. You can’t tell if you find him funny or annoying, and the feeling is mutual.

“What the fuck is this?”

He growls.

“Don’t ask me! Walter told me to not look at the files, so of course, I did.”

This earns a laugh from Saul.

“Such a rebel… I like that. And don’t worry, that secret is safe with your good pal Saul.”

“...Jeez, never refer to yourself like that again.”

He chuckles and starts reading the papers, and you know it could take him a while.

He mutters something from time to time, and sighs loudly, clearly annoyed by Walter.

“Should I come back later or wait here?”

He looks you up and down, making you slightly uncomfortable.

“You look tired.”“I am.”

“Well then… Stay. Treat yourself with coffee, play some games on your phone or whatever youngsters do today. Just… Relax.”

“Aight, thank you oldie.”

You taunt him. He replies with something rude, but you don’t really listen.

You sink into the couch in his office, only now realizing how exhausted you really are. Working in the lab, along with Jesse and Walter - whom you don't get along with - is draining. Gus watching over the three of you doesn’t ease the anxiety.

Saul continues reading and moaning in frustration over the work Walter has left him with. Apart from the lawyers complaining, it’s really quiet in the office. It’s afternoon, and outside, dusk falls. Saul’s office is dark, especially the corner you’re sitting in. You fight to keep your eyes open, but somehow fall asleep…

As you blink your eyes open, confusion washes over you.

“Mornin’ sweetie”

Seeing Saul sitting next to you on the couch almost makes you jump up. He chuckles at your reaction.

“Calm down, it’s just me.”

“How do you get any work done when you have a couch in the office?”You ask whilst rubbing sleep from your eyes. Truth is, this is one of the best (and only) naps you’ve taken in a while. Saul laughs. “Don’t roast my couch, kiddo.”

“Nah, I would never… How long have I been asleep?”

“10 hours.”

“10 HOURS?!”

You repeat his words and sit up, kicking off the blanket you have no memory of falling asleep with. When you open your phone, you notice it’s 6:20pm, meaning you’ve slept for about two hours.

“Not funny, Saul!”

You hiss whilst he laughs, clearly entertained by how mad you are. Without realizing it, your eyes burn from holding back tears. Saul’s laughter fades, and an awkward silence fills the room.

“Hey… What’s up, y/n?” His voice is soft and he moves closer to you.

“This is fucking pathetic! I don’t know why I’m crying…”

“When did you last sleep?”

You barely dare to admit that you’ve only slept a couple hours during the last week. Your face says it all.

“Is it Walter?”

“Mhm. I haven’t had a day off in a while. Always something to do at that damn lab.”

“You deserve a rest.”

“I can’t remember when I last got a rest. Apart from passing out on your couch.”

He smiles at you and you realize just how close you are to him. Dangerously close. There’s some sort of tension in the air between the two of you… Before you get the chance to consider it, to think things through or fight the lust, you kiss him. He’s on board directly, pulling you closer to him, almost groaning into your mouth.

It feels so right, yet so wrong. The kiss gets heated, and suddenly you’re lying down on the couch again, holding onto Saul by his tie as he sinks on top of you. You moan softly as he pulls away and starts kissing your neck whilst his hands move to your waist, pulling your t-shirt. Saul’s lips continue brushing against your skin and the way your body reacts to his touch excites him. Still, you can’t help but look at the clock on the wall, painfully aware that you’ve been away from the lab for way too long now. The last thing you want right now is to get into an argument with Walter, or have Gus react to your absence. But still, being with Saul, having him taking care of you, feels so right… “Hey…”

He notices your absence, and grabs your chin, carefully tilting your head so you look into his blue eyes.

“Hmmm?”

“Do you want this?”

You take a deep breath. You do want this. But…

“I’ll talk to Walt, ok? Tell him that those fucking files of his took longer then expected, we’ll come up with an excuse for you being away for so long. A white lie.”

You should resist, but something about his touch makes you melt. For the first time in weeks, you feel at ease, thanks to Saul, the same annoying man you thought you disliked. Instead of resisting, you nod. When he smiles at you, you smile back, allowing him to continue.

Fuck it, you need him to continue.

He continues touching and kissing you, making the anxiety you feel fade away. As he talks to you, he does so in a soft, seductive voice. Leaning close to your ear, he whispers:

“That’s it. Let all that worry go. Let me help you relax. Just… Relax.”

And then his lips move down.

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