#seems weird and ignorant and i'm sorry you had to deal with that

[sourbinnie]

☆ hit me where it hurts.mp3 ☆

♡ genre ¿? ♡ -> angst ¡! ♡ pair ¿? ♡ -> maknae line!skz x gn!reader ♡ plot ¿? ♡ -> sometimes things shouldn't be said (or thought) but the words slip right out of his mouth at the worst time. ♡ warnings ¿? ♡ -> arguments ; the boys being a little mean but instantly regretting it ; cursing ♡ request ¿? ♡ -> yes!

hyung line

a/n: here's the maknae line version! we'll see if i can write a second part but i'm debating where i should double down on the sadness or make them have a happy ending

jisung ✉

you didn't know what shocked you more, his calm nature in argument isn't something odd but he never let it get out of hand. today he did unfortunately and it started a screaming match in your shared apartment about god knows what. like a competition to see who could hurt the other worse and guess who won? yeah not you, you won the tears that couldn't stop streaming as you remembered.

"fuck (y/n) were you always this bad? they didn't make my life this difficult." and if you were making his life so difficult then you were gonna walk out of the scene of the crime. "no, i didn't mean that. i don't know what came over me, it was just the heat of the moment. please don't fucking leave-."

"so you can keep on screaming at me? yeah no thanks, i'm going." it wasn't even the screaming that got to you, jisung could be loud and you never cared. but it felt like poison the fact that he compared you to someone he himself broke up with. "just stay away from me jisung, i can't even look at you right now."

"don't say that. i know i fucked up but i can fix it, i promise i can fix it!" he insisted but you couldn't believe a single word coming out of his mouth as you grabbed your things to leave. "baby please, i know it wasn't okay but i can't bear seeing you like this, at least promise me you'll come back?"

"i'm gonna be honest. i don't know if i will." you said and the last thing you remembered was the sadness on his face turning into pure horror and fear that you were gonna leave him forever. you couldn't even make a decision right now as you had so much in your own mind that it was getting worse & worse. as much as you loved jisung, people say things because they truly mean them right? and maybe you two were not meant for each other as you thought you were.

felix ✉

getting ignored by felix meant something was wrong and that you were in deep trouble. it got you thinking about your previous fights with him and how you handled them. you usually talked things out and told each other what you felt when he got like this but right now it seemed impossible as he dodged you every time you got close to him even though he was the one who invited you a few days ago to the dorms tonight. the tension could be caught with a knife and all the boys felt it so most of them decided to leave before it got bad except chan who looked at you two carefully and tried to figure out what was going on.

"lix can you talk to me? i don't know what's going on or why you're so distant but i would like to work things out." you said as you got close to him and sat down but he just pretended like you weren't there. it felt so weird to be so distant with the person you love the most and it deeply hurt but nothing scarred like what he said.

"can't you get a hint? i don't wanna be near you right now. god i don't know why i broke up with them, they're not awfully clingy like you are." he muttered as he tried to walk away but i guess it hit him what he said and turned around to look at me. i couldn't even cry, i was just going through my mind trying to handle everything he said at once and figuring out that i should probably leave. "baby no i'm sorry, please at least stay here so you don't have to walk in the middle of the night."

"there's no way i'm staying close to you today." even if it hurt him, nothing was gonna be as bad as what he said to me and he would have to deal with that. "please let me go felix."

"felix, i'll walk them home and we'll talk when i get back." chan said and i could see the hesitation on felix's eyes but he eventually did let go of my wrist and i could finally leave. i couldn't help the tears that were flowing as i got out of the building and tried not to make a fool of myself in front of chan but he was like an older brother to me so as soon as he offered me a hug, i gave in and let go.

seungmin ✉

you weren't sure how to handle things with seungmin when he got in a bad mood. it's like you two didn't even know where to begin discussing the things that made you both upset and talking it out like normal people. it always led to a fight about who’s right and who's wrong and not about how you two exactly felt. it also led to him using some insecurities against you this time which you were not having it. 

"listen (y/n) i don't know what you want from me but i'm done arguing." he said and you sighed, you were glad that everything was finally over between the two of you. "if i knew it was gonna lead to this, i would've stayed with them and never asked you out."

felt like a cold bucket of water dropped on you and it made you want to leave immediately but you froze. trying to process if it was real that your seungmin felt that way about you and your relationship, meaningless like it was nothing at all. it took all the strength left in you to get up and head to your shared bedroom to lock the door and not say anything else. as soon as realization hit him and what he said, he was on the other side knocking.

"i'm sorry i don't know what came over me. i promise i'll be better, please let me see you? i can't stand the fact that you're alone and suffering right now." he said but the sobs were uncontrollable and choking up on tears was so disheartening. "baby please, i won't leave this side until we talk it out. (y/n) i love you..."

"i love you too but please leave me alone for now will you?" you said even if all you wanted was a hug right now, you weren't sure you wanted one from someone who felt that way towards you. you could hear the footsteps getting further and further as you held onto your knees tight and buried your head, trying to make the tears stop.

jeongin ✉

it felt so weird to argue with jeongin. it was one of his first relationships and he still didn't know how to express himself without hurting you and sometimes he didn't know how to handle the tears that came after the hurtful words. he felt like crying himself most of the time he saw you cry and it wasn't easy to calm each other down if both of you were in a bad state emotionally. this time he did let the anger get the best of him and he dived right into the meaningless words that you would hear in a fight, well they were meaningless to him but to you? not so much.

"jesus fucking christ (y/n). i don't know what you want from me anymore, you're making such a fuss and i know they would never do this shit. i don't know why i'm with you." it was too late to regret anything as he looked at you, with shock in his eyes that he even muttered that. 

"if you feel that way then i should get going." you said as you bit your lip and tried to hold back from the break down that you were about to have. "i don't know what i expected but for you to talk to me that way? i didn't see it coming."

"(y/n) love, i'm so fucking sorry. please don't leave me." he said and yes the tears were flowing from his eyes and yes you did feel horrible about it seeing him like this. but it was his fault and to grow from it he would have to deal with hurting you as you walked in the direction of the front door and he chased after you. "please, i'll do anything but please don't go."

"if you wanna do something then understand i need some time away from you right now. goodbye jeongin, we'll talk later." you said and closed the door before he could follow you. a sigh and a tear came out of your body as you looked up and hoped that you two could mend things but it was all up to you at this point. and it hurt to know that he felt in a way you would've never even dream of feeling.

#sourbinnie #skz imagines #skz scenarios #skz reactions #skz reaction #stray kids x reader #skz drabbles #skz x reader #skz angst #stray kids imagines #stray kids scenarios #stray kids reactions #stray kids angst #jisung x reader #felix x reader #seungmin x reader #jeongin x reader

[ghost-with-a-teacup]

𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐈𝐧 𝐁𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 (𝐈𝐈𝐈)

Pairing: Miguel O'Hara x F!Reader

Summary: Let's go back to the beginning, when you meet Miguel for the very first time.

Warnings: Swearing, mentions of loss.

A/N: Hello!! I'm sorry for the unexpected hiatus, but I'm back with the much requested first meeting for the couple in 'What's In Between' (read it here! and read part 2 here!) Enjoy :3

Alright people, let’s do this one last time.

You were bitten by a radioactive spider, and for the last 2 years, you were your world’s one and only Spider-Woman.

Your job took you around the entire world, not limited only to your hometown (even if that one time you went to Paris was by hanging on for dear life on a hijacked plane), and while it was difficult, saving people was the reason why you did what you did.

It’s what led you to this predicament now.

“Oh c’mon Vulture! You gotta stop doing this, we’re practically best buds by now, aren’t we? So why don’t you just relax, let me take you to prison and we can call it a day, yeah?” you say as you swing from wall to wall.

“Get out of my WAY!” he shouts, flying around as he evades your attacks.

“Don’t be like that,” you snicker, leaping out of the path of a bomb he threw at you. “Alright, hear me out. If you stop destroying the place, quit the whole villain gig, and I’ll get out of your hair. Deal?”

He completely ignores you, continuing to fly higher and higher until he hovers around the highest point of the ceiling.

“Not much of an exit you can take there, bud!” you shout up at him before glancing around at something you could use to take him down. But before you know it, he’s nosediving straight down.

Straight into you.

Desperately you try to shoot out your webs to escape, but he extends his wings, expanding the area of impact and leaving you with nowhere to run.

He smacks you out of the air, and you’re hurling toward the ground as the wind is knocked from your lungs at the collision.

Right before you can hit the concrete floor, fluorescent red webbing emerges from a bizarre sort of glitching portal effectively saving you from the fall.

But then you’re flung back into the air with a yelp as the man uses your form to propel himself out and toward Vulture.

“WHAT THE FUCK DUDE!” you shout as you fly before slinging yourself to the nearby wall.

“I just saved you,” he says bluntly before promptly ignoring you again. You shoot him an incredulous look before rolling your eyes. Yes, you were grateful but this guy already seemed like a major asshole.

Shooting out your webs, you swing up to meet your ‘saviour’.

“So who are you, mystery man?” you ask.

“Do we really need to do this right now?” he glances at you before slinging further away, trying to grab ahold of Vulture.

“It’s just common courtesy!” you shout up at him.

“That’s classified.”

“YOU’RE classified!” you say back, and he only blinks at you for a moment. You knew it was childish, but this guy was very quickly getting on your nerves. Let’s be honest here, its not every day that some random man comes flying out of some portal straight into a fight.

Especially someone who was just like you.

You didn’t think it was possible that there even could be anyone else like you. While heroes were common in your world, no one had powers like yours. Telekinesis? Check. Super-speed? Double check. The list goes on, but someone with web-slinging, spider-like powers? As far as you knew, you were the only one.

Until now.

“That’s the stupidest thing I’ve ever heard anyone say,” he says, his webs wrapping around Vulture’s wings. Quickly you wrap your own webs around him, effectively hindering his movement and any means of escape.

“Surprised you hear anyone say anything, your social skills are atrocious,” you retort.

“My social skills are just fine, thank you,” he shoots back before sirens can be heard rounding up around the building.

“Alright, that’s my cue to escape. Bye, weird stranger!” you say, and with a single swing you disappear into the city.

“WAIT!” he calls out, but you were already gone.

~

You sat up on a rooftop, the lights of your city at night creating your favourite view. While you had to admit it had its issues, it was still beautiful. It was home. Your mask sat on the ground by your side, a tiny glimpse of your true self behind the hero persona.

“You’re impossible to find, you know,” a voice interrupts, footsteps barely audible behind you. But you had heard him coming from a mile away, or felt him was a better term to use, with you Spidey-sense and all.

“Usually the whole point of disappearing is because you don’t want to be found,” you say with a shrug, turning around to look at him. “What do you want, stranger? I have a city to take care of.”

While he would have never admitted it then, you truly looked beautiful with the glow of the city lighting up your form. Stranger or not, he thought you were beautiful from the start.

“My name is Miguel O’Hara, and as I assume you’ve figured already, I’m not from this world.” He introduces.

“I had a feeling you weren’t from around here. Considering the fact that you were trying to find me, it’d be safe to assume you already know who I am?” you ask.

“I do. I’m aware of all those with unique spider abilities in each universe,” he responds.

“So what are you doing here, Miguel O'Hara? Or better yet, what do you want from me,” you ask, standing up to meet him at his level (though he stood much taller than you, but it was worth an effort).

“I wanted to recruit you to Spider Society,” he says. “To become a protector of the multiverse, and the canon events that follow everyone destined to live the lives that we do.”

You can’t help the snort that escapes, and you look him up and down.

“If you knew about me, you would know that I don’t work with others,” you say, your eyes darkening for a moment. “It’s too much of a liability.”

You used to have a partner in crime, in the early days of your life as Spider-Woman. He was your best friend and…well, you know the rest. You never worked with anyone again, at least not extensively. You told yourself it was so that no one else could get hurt because of you. But selfishly, it was because you couldn’t bear the hurt of losing someone dear to you again.

Miguel’s mask disappears from his face, and you’re met with an expression of understanding.

“I probably know better than anyone the pain of loss that comes with this job. But what if I told you it was for a reason? That the loss we go through? That it wasn’t for nothing, it wasn’t just a ‘fuck you’ from the universe to make us suffer. It’s so that we could become who we are,” he says, and you can’t help but hesitate for a moment.

“I would tell you that it’s bullshit. I’m not one for the whole ‘fate’ sort of thing. Life is what you make of it, you have the power to change the course of your life, it’s not just some sort of higher power dictating every event of your life. I am who I am because I chose this life, and not because I was fated to be here.”

He sighs as he looks at you for a moment.

“I knew this would be harder than I thought,” he says, and you only shrug.

“Let me show you something. Lyla?” he says, and a hologram pops up.

“Yes?” she asks.

“Do the thing,” he says, and she sends him a confused look. “What thing?”

“The multiverse explainy thing, what? How many times have we done this?” he says, pinching the bridge of his nose, and you can’t help the small laugh that sneaks out. Lyla sends you a wink in turn.

“Look dude, I’m just an AI, you gotta tell me what I need to be doing, I don’t have mind-reading capabilities yet,” she says, but quickly the city disappears from view, replaced with a complex interconnected web.

“This is the multiverse, are you aware of it?” Miguel asks.

“The theory that beyond the scope of our view are unobservable parallel universes that exist simultaneously, right?”

“Correct. Well, that theory is proven to be true as I’m from an alternate universe. Specifically, the one that holds Earth-928 where I exist as Spiderman 2099. You are from Earth-1550 where you exist as your world’s Spider-Woman,” he explains.

“How do I know I can trust you and your word?” you ask, and he deadpans. “You and I both know that you sensed I was not from this universe the moment I walked through that portal,” he says, and you only grin.

“Never hurts to ask, right?” you say, and he scoffs.

“Anyway, to continue. Each one of these nodes is a separate universe,” he points them out as he walks through the web. “And these,” he says, gesturing to the larger portions that each node connects to at some point, “are canon events. The parallel events that happen to every single Spider individual in every single universe.”

You look around at these so-called ‘canon events’, and every one takes you back to the moment you lived through them yourself.

The bite. The exploration of your newfound abilities.

…the loss of your best friend.

“They’re sometimes good, they’re sometimes bad, and sometimes they’re terrible. But each event is part of every spider’s life, and it makes us who we are whether we like it or not. I’ve observed and studied this for years, and the theory remains true in every new world I look at.”

“Okay…so my point is disproven, duly noted. But this whole ‘protector of the multiverse’ gig, what’s up with that?” you ask, still not understanding why he wanted you.

“The thing with canon events is that they must proceed, for the sake of a universe. The whole idea of ‘changing your fate’ through a series of actions was always going to happen whether you realize it or not. But with the emergence of more complex technology comes the capacity to multiverse jump, like in my case here,” he explains, and you take a moment to process his words.

“Alright, continue,” you say.

“These individuals are not part of that universe, and are in turn a new variable in the universe’s series of events that are supposed to occur. Disruption of these events can and will cause that universe to fall apart because they were never supposed to be there in the first place. My job is to ensure that no canon events are disrupted, in turn protecting that world, and the multiverse.”

“Okay wait, wait. I don’t get it, you’re saying that interference can cause a universe to just up and disappear? Just like that? I find it hard to believe,” you say, your suspicion growing.

“What do you not understand? Each minute decision made has a rippling effect. Disregard enough of what’s supposed to happen in one world and it destroys itself from the inside out,” he says, his frustration quickly growing evident (man, this guy has a temper!)

“I just don’t understand how one decision someone makes could destroy an entire universe, and you’re not really giving me much to go off of besides your word. I’m not one to blindly follow someone because they tell me to.”

“You want proof? Alright, I’ll show you proof,” he says, and all at once, the web disappears and is replaced by rippling holograms, transforming it into a whole new world.

A world that was falling apart at the seams.

All around you people are screaming as the buildings vanish without a trace, leaving not even dust behind. And one by one they too disappear.

Then, you see a familiar face. Miguel is running, and in his arms is a little girl no older than 9 clinging to him like he was her lifeline.

All she can utter is ‘Daddy’ before she too disappears, leaving Miguel behind with a devastated look on his face.

You can’t help but take a step back, a hand covering your mouth at something that looked like it only happened in movies.

Before you know it, there’s nothing left of the world. From behind his hologrammed form Miguel emerges, looking around at what was left behind of his former world.

Nothing.

“The reason I know it will happen…is because I was the cause of the destruction of a world myself. I found a universe where I had the life I always wanted. The canon event that happened was that the Miguel in that world was supposed to die, leaving Gabriella alone. But instead, I made the decision to replace him, living the life that I was never supposed to have.”

“For a while…I was happy. But little by little the world was collapsing at the seams because I was never supposed to be there. I disrupted the course of events, and it caused everything to fall apart while I could do nothing but watch,” he says, his eyes distant.

“Do you understand now, why what I do is so important?” he asks, his hardened voice now soft as he tries to conceal the hurt.

“I’m…I’m sorry,” you whisper, and that’s all you can say because you don’t know what else you could say.

He glances back up at you, his red eyes glassy for a moment but he blinks it away before you notice.

“So, will you join?” he asks, holding out a single watch expectantly.

“Okay,” you say, finally relenting.

Maybe this was the start of something new.

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A/N: Real talk, I wasn't sure I was even going to post this today because I went dirtbiking for the first time yesterday and fell about a million times, and my legs are bruised to the hells because I don't know how to jump out of the way hgfjkghfdgjhkd. But here we are! Thank you for reading (and I'm sorry its not my usual fluff for this story, but this is how I imagined they met lolol)

#miguel o’hara x reader #miguel ohara x reader #miguel o'hara #miguel o hara #miguel x reader #spiderman #spiderman 2099 #spiderman across the spiderverse #across the spider verse spoilers #across the spiderverse #spiderverse spoilers #spiderman 2099 x reader #atsv #spiderman atsv #atsv miguel #miguel spiderman

[steddiealltheway]

@steddie-week day 1: hunger / pining / Somebody to Love by Queen

"I'm going to murder Steve if he tries to flirt hopelessly with another girl when he likes Eddie," Robin says with a groan.

"Keep your hands still," Nancy gently reminds Robin as she paints another black layer on her nails. "Does Steve know that he likes Eddie?" Nancy asks with a laugh.

Robin resists the urge to use her hands to speak. "No! But even you have seen the pining. I thought he was going to have a meltdown when he saw Gareth jokingly flirt with Eddie."

Nancy blows on Robin's nails before frowning and scraping off some polish that got on her fingers. "Maybe Gareth is in love with Eddie," Nancy jokes.

Robin laughs. "He's been asking me if you're single for months now."

"If only he knew..." Nancy says with a wide smile before laying a kiss on her girlfriend's hand. "But hey, I'm dealing with Eddie who is hopelessly trying to get over his crush on Steve. He would be willing to be set up with anyone, I swear."

Robin throws her hands up. "That's it!"

"Robin your nails-"

"We set them up on a blind date. Steve has been trying to get me to find someone for him forever now, and Eddie wants the same thing from you! It can be operation... Find Them Somebody to Love."

"You just got that from my Queen tape."

"But it's a great plan!" Robin says with a victorious smile. She holds out her hand to shake on it.

Nancy rolls her eyes and shakes Robin's hand. "If this works, I'll repaint your nails."

Robin's brow furrows. "What do you mean..." she trails off as she looks at them.

"There's some in your hair," Nancy says with a wince.

Robin starts to scrape the paint off. "You call Eddie while I get this off."

Nancy watches her struggle for a moment before handing her some nail polish remover. "I hope this works for our sake."

-:-:-:-:-:-

To say Steve is surprised when Robin excitedly calls him to set him up with someone is an understatement. He may be a bit clueless and naive, but he knows when she's up to something. But maybe she's excited and thinks it's just a really good match, but he thinks that's just the hopeless romantic in him talking.

He also thinks it's strange that the date is at a burger joint that Eddie really likes, but maybe Eddie helped Robin with the date? He really hopes not but doesn't know why. He also knows that maybe the burger joint is a coincidence and the Eddie thought is just because Steve can't stop thinking about him.

It's weird. He's never really had a friend like him before, but he thinks it's part of the trauma bonding that makes Steve feel so intensely about him. But it's different from Robin it's... he doesn't know.

But he doesn't have much time to think about it as he parks outside the food joint. Time to lay on the Harrington charm.

As he walks in he notices only one table that has one person at it. The girl is facing away from Steve in a booth, her long dark curly hair being the only thing visible. She's definitely Steve's type.

As Steve approaches the table he runs a hand through his hair and tries not to think about how she has hair like Eddie's. As he turns to the girl with his most charming smile, it quickly turns into a real smile. "Eddie?" Steve asks.

Eddie's head snaps up and multiple emotions cross over his face as he takes in Steve. "Steve? What are you doing here?"

"Blind date, and you?"

Eddie replies, "Same here, man. Nancy set me up."

Steve tries to ignore the way his heart seems to break. He gives Eddie a smile but it's too tight and entirely fake. "Robin set me up, but hey, that's great, Munson." Steve goes as far as patting Eddie on the back which makes him internally cringe. What's happening?

Eddie slowly glances at Steve's arm and gives it a confused look as his hand still stays on his back. "Right, sorry," Steve apologizes and feels entirely not like himself. Why is he so damn nervous? "But hey, what if I waited here with you until our dates come and we can keep each other company?"

It looks like Eddie wants to say no, but Steve is already sliding into the booth. Eddies just continues to stare at Steve as if he's the last person he wants to see at the moment. Steve ignores those signs and continues talking, "So a blind date? I didn't know you were looking for someone."

Eddie huffs and looks down at the table. "I'm not really looking for someone, I'm just trying to get over someone."

Steve feels that familiar pang in his chest. "Someone I know?"

"Like you wouldn't believe," Eddie mutters. Steve just nods because he has no idea what that means. Eddie continues, "I didn't want to like this guy, but it just kind of happened. And they're incredible and way out of my league, so here I am. But they're somehow just always around..." Eddie trails off staring at Steve.

He almost feels like Eddie is trying to hint at something, but he isn't sure what. "I've been there. It took me a while to get over Nance, but eventually with time it happened. But hey, I don't know how someone could be out of your league, man. I mean you're really uh... well," Steve takes a moment to really look at Eddie and he weirdly feels his cheeks heat up, "You've got really nice eyes, and hair of course, and nice... lips."

Eddie squirms a bit in his seat and glances away. "You don't have to take pity on me, Harrington."

"I'm not!" Steve insists a little louder than he intends to. He lowers his voice and repeats, "I'm not. I'm just stating the facts. You're a really attractive guy. Plus, you're really smart and creative, and you can play the guitar well which I'm sure other guys dig, and you're also uhh really funny and kind-"

"Please stop, there's only so many words of affirmation I can receive in a day before I combust," Eddie jokes but there's a light flush on his face.

Steve holds his hands up and says, "I'm just saying you're a catch. Anyone who doesn't see that isn't good enough for you anyways."

Eddie narrows his eyes at Steve for a moment then glances over his shoulder. "So, uh, doesn't look like our dates are here yet."

Steve glances around and notices no one is sitting alone and no one else has walked in. Weird.

A waiter walks their way and takes their drink orders and gives them a few more minutes to look over the menu. As soon as he's out of earshot, Steve asks Eddie, "Do you think it's rude to put in an order when they're not here?"

Eddie glances around and his eyes settle on the wall. Steve looks over and notices the clock. "If they're not here in the next ten minutes which is fifteen minutes after the date start time, then we can order," Eddie states.

Steve smiles but suddenly his stomach makes an obnoxious growling noise. Eddie's eyes widen. "We can make that five minutes if you'll last that long."

"I can last ten minutes it's alright," Steve replies.

Two minutes later, Steve is already giving in, "Okay, what if we just ordered when the waiter comes back?"

Eddie smiles at him for the first time that evening. "You're weak, Harrington," he jokes.

"Hey, I was strong enough to lug your body around."

"If only I was conscious for that."

Before Steve can think of a response their lovely waiter interrupts them and asks for their order. Steve ends up ordering the same thing as Eddie which has Eddie scoffing, "I thought you thought my taste in food was bad."

"If putting strawberry jelly on a turkey sandwich is your idea of food, then I stand by what I said."

"I'm going to make you try it one day," Eddie says with a wide smile.

Steve leans forwards. "Is that a threat?"

"If you want it to be," Eddie says with a wink.

Steve laughs and has the sudden thought that he really doesn't want his or Eddie's dates to show up. He just wants Eddie to himself.

What?

"What, are you traumatized by the thought of it or something?" Eddie asks after Steve has gone silent.

Steve looks up and really takes in Eddie again. You're a catch. Anyone who doesn't see that isn't good enough for you anyways.

Oh shit.

Steve glances towards the door and outside and doesn't see any cars approaching. He looks back to Eddie and says, "If our dates don't show up in the next five minutes, what if we agreed to be each other's date."

Eddie looks at him for a moment with narrowed eyes. "As in... we're just like... hanging out or...?"

Steve takes a deep breath and says, "A real date."

Eddie's eyes widen and he looks around. "The kids didn't put you up to this, did they?"

"No, Eddie, I- I would really like to go on a real date with you."

Eddie stares at him again then asks, "You swear that this isn't a joke?"

"On Dustin's mother," Steve jokes then holds out his pinky.

"You know how much a pinky promise means to me."

"I know, it's a promise that can never be broken," Steve says.

Eddie hesitates then wraps his pinky around Steve's. "I hope our dates don't show up then," Eddie says with a big smile.

"Me neither," Steve agrees.

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"I can't believe it's working!" Robin excitedly shouts from the passenger seat of Nancy's car.

"Me either," Nancy agrees as she watches Eddie rant while flailing his hands and Steve laughs. After a moment, Steve rests his hand over one of Eddie's and gives it a squeeze. Eddie flushes enough that Robin and Nancy can notice from the slight distance.

"Do you think they're going to kill us when they see us?" Robin asks.

Nancy scoffs, "No, they'll probably be over the moon thanking us. I'm just surprised that they agreed to go along with the date without thinking we were pranking them or something."

"Maybe the dinguses just finally sucked it up and admitted they liked each other when they figured out the plan," Robin says with a shrug as she watches the two get up. "And it looks like it's our time to leave."

Nancy shakes her head and looks at Robin. "Wouldn't that draw more attention to us though? We should just let them go first while they're so absorbed in each other's company."

"That's a good ide-" Robin stops as she looks back at the pair. "They've spotted us. Shit."

"Like I said, they're probably going to thank us," Nancy says, praying she's right. She rolls down the window as they approach.

Steve waves with a big smile. "Hey! We thought it was you, but we just wanted to let you know that your dates for us stood us up, but that's okay. Great really because Eddie and I decided you know..."

"I finally confessed that I've been pining after him," Eddie says nearly bouncing up and down.

Steve turns to look at him. "Wait, the person you said was out of your league, that was me you were talking about me earlier?"

"Steve, I thought you realized that after I told you I've had a crush on you for years now."

"Oh. Hey, I'm not out of your league at all, if anything you're out of my..." Steve trails off and seems to realize Robin and Nancy are still there, "Well, we're going to make up for lost time, but it was good seeing you. Thank you for attempting to set us up!"

Eddie and Steve wave as they leave, laughing about something moments later.

"Oh my god, did they just...."

"Holy shit, do they really think..."

Robin and Nancy look at each other and nod. "Dingues," they agree.

They look back as Steve and Eddie seem to argue about what car to take back and Robin sighs, "They'll eventually realize, right?"

"I doubt it," Nancy says.

Steve and Eddie walk towards their own cars seeming to realize that they don't have to drive together. "Gosh, they were made for each other."

It's years down the line when Steve and Eddie are telling the story of their first date when Nancy and Robin finally get fed up and tell the truth, but Steve and Eddie still don't believe them. Once a dingus, always a dingus.

#steddie #steddieweek2023 #steve harrington #eddie munson #steddie ficlet #stranger things #robin buckley #nancy wheeler #ronance background #dinguses to lovers

[henrioo]

°•*⁀➷ TWO AGAINST ONE: PORTGAS D. ACE

꒰ SYNOPSIS ꒱ : "Ace makes the mistake of eating one of your pregnant husband's sweets, you, now he needs to somehow earn her forgiveness. However, it seems that in this dispute, your son has already chosen who his favorite father will be."

꒰ WARNINGS ꒱ : TRANS MALE READER, FTM READER, TRANS MASC READER, PREGNANT MALE READER, MEN PREGNANT, BIOLOGICAL PREGNANCY, GAY RELATIONSHIP, Reader is a little dramatic, pregnancy dramas, unnamed baby but is a boy, Ace and you are married, Ace is a golden retriever and you're mean to him (just a little), Ace is a perfect dad and husband

꒰ WC ꒱ : 917

꒰ NOTES ꒱ : Wow, more babies! Hahah who would have thought... Okay I wanted to say that it's the last baby story but it's not, At least next time I'll try to post another topic or you'd start to think I'm weird. The post was supposed to be yesterday and it was also supposed to be a late ask, but the ask is 7k words long and I'm having a serious problem translating it, so I'm going to post this other story today so I can have more time, enjoy!

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"Love, honey, my husband, my man, my sweet, forgive me." Your husband, Ace, whimpered beside you as you lay on the reclining sofa, covered in pillows and with a soft blanket over your huge belly. You had an irritated expression and crossed arms, purposely ignoring him and pretending to pay attention to the television.

"I'm not talking to you," you snorted irritably, and if your feet weren't swollen and your legs weren't aching, you would have kicked his ass out of the house.

"I swear, I didn't know it was your chocolate! I thought it was mine... I'm sorry, my love," he was kneeling on the sofa next to you, his hands clasped together begging for forgiveness, and his puppy eyes were so sad that anyone would have accepted his apologies.

Anyone, except you. No, no, you were a pregnant man dealing with a very active baby and hormones so out of whack that you seemed like a ticking time bomb. You definitely wouldn't forgive your husband for eating the last of your chocolate stash. Especially because it was Sunday! The store that sold your favorite, expensive, artisanal chocolate only opened on Tuesdays. You would have to go two days without your chocolate because of your husband's stupidity in not checking who the chocolate belonged to before swallowing it!

Okay, you weren't exactly craving chocolate in the past few days, and that one had been stored for a long time... But that doesn't change the fact that he shouldn't have eaten it!

"I swear I'll buy the whole store for you to forgive me! Please, don't pout at me like that," he whined again as he lovingly rubbed your arm. Ace hated hurting you, no matter how small the reason. Now that you were pregnant, he tried his best to make you live in paradise, as he was extremely worried when he found out that stress could cause serious complications in pregnancy. Although Marco and Law tried to explain that it had to be an absurd amount of stress, he practically didn't listen and accepted as an absolute truth that even the smallest amount of stress was a deadly risk for you and the baby!

"I hate you," you murmured irritably, and your frustrated pout grew. You didn't like arguing with Ace and usually didn't care so much about something like this, but those damn hormones made you go crazy. One moment you were crying, and the next you were trying to set the house on fire with Ace inside. Then, you would go back to normal as if everything were fine. You could only think that this was Ace's punishment for taking so long to propose to you.

"What can I do to make you forgive me, my king?" he sighed and sat closer to you, kissing your arm and then trying to kiss your cheek, which resulted in you moving away. "You're breaking your poor husband's heart."

"I'll ask for a divorce if you keep annoying me," you said, trying to stay strong, although you were almost giving up on arguing and just getting lost in Ace's warm embrace.

"Ouch... So cruel," he whimpered and carefully laid on your belly, then gently stroked it, giving kisses on the shirt you were wearing. "Come on, little guy, help your old man make peace with your daddy. He'll put me to sleep on the couch if he stays like this," he whimpered, trying to get help from his unborn child.

Before you could reprimand Ace again, a kick was felt by both of you... Your baby had just kicked exactly where Ace's head was, making him startle and jump from the slight blow he received, causing both of you to widen your eyes in shock.

"Our son just kicked me?" he asked, confused and incredulous about the situation.

"Humph, looks like it's two against one now," you smiled triumphantly as you caressed your belly. "Our son is smart, he knows that this daddy here is the only one whose right," you continued teasing Ace, already feeling your mood improve and the anger dissipating.

"This is unfair! The two men in my life are ganging up against me!" he crossed his arms with a pouting expression.

"Think twice before eating my sweets next time," you shrugged. "You heard the baby, today Daddy Ace sleeps on the couch," you laughed, feeling some gentle kicks from your baby, as if he really agreed with you.

"This little rascal will have to deal with me when he's born... Stealing my husband, I was here before you," he muttered childishly as he glared at your belly. "And you, mister grumpy husband, I'm going to squeeze and kiss you until you're forced to forgive me! And if you try to kick me out of our room, I'll cry at the door like a stray dog," Ace made his threat, and before you could disagree, he threw himself on top of you, covering your face with kisses as he hugged you tightly. All you could do was laugh, feeling ticklish from his kisses. You didn't usually get mad at your husband so often, but if it meant having him as a repentant little puppy trying to win your forgiveness through affection and love... Maybe you would start getting mad more often, especially if your son would help you.

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#one piece x reader #one piece #one piece x you #one piece imagine #anime imagines #imagines #one piece x masc reader #one piece x male reader #one piece x trans male reader #one piece x transmasc reader #one piece x trans reader #one piece x pregnant reader #x pregnant ftm reader #x male reader #x transmasc reader #x trans male reader #portgas ace x you #ace x reader #portgas ace x reader #portgas d ace x reader

[yunverse]

REALITY CHECK❕️ ── lee heeseung

banner credits to the talented @maiverie

✸ ── "holy shit? I must be dreaming because when did such fine men exist in real life"

PAIRING › non-idol! heeseung x fem! reader

SYNOPSIS › Shocked by the sudden revelations, yn realizes that she has been pulled into another world belonging to her favourite reverse-harem novel as the female lead’s best friend. Content with her new life, she excitedly watches from the sidelines knowing every single encounter in the novel would be unravelling right in front of her. However, as time goes on, she slowly comes to the horrifying realization that the characters she seemingly idolized are not who they seem to be.

GENRE › social media au, isekai-type au, high school au, fluff, angst, stranger to lovers (ish), crack

WARNINGS › profanity, mentions of school violence, ignore timestamps, I'm not that funny I'm sorry (more to be added in specific chapters)

AUTHOR'S NOTE › hello hi! this is my first smau on this account! Please note that this is a work of fiction and is in no way affiliated with heeseung or the other enhypen members.

STATUS › ongoing (TAGLIST OPEN)

── PROLOGUE

✰ PROFILES

[ 1 ] — LOVE OPERATION CREW!

[ 2 ] — PLOT ARMOUR FAVS

✰ CHAPTERS

ONE — DEATH COUNTDOWN

TWO — CHILLAX BITCH BOY

THREE — DETECTIVE ERA

FOUR — YOU'LL BE THE DEATH OF ME

FIVE — ROYALLY FUCKED UP

SIX — HMM HOW ODD

SEVEN — NO BIG DEAL

EIGHT — MATCHMAKING ANGEL

NINE — TRIGGERING VIOLENCE

TEN — ON MY MIND

ELEVEN — WE HAD A DEAL

TWELVE — GOODNIGHT YN

THIRTEEN — WAIT, THIS IS KINDA WEIRD

FOURTEEN — DO ME A FAVOUR

FIFTEEN — HAG HUMOR

SIXTEEN — IT'S PLATONIC!

SEVENTEEN — VALENTINE’S DAY

EIGHTEEN — LOL YUI FLOP

NINETEEN — A LOT TO UNPACK

TWENTY — GENIUS SUNOO

TWENTY ONE — HEESEUNG = FUN GUY!

TWENTY TWO — YN WAKE UP

TWENTY THREE — TAKE THIS DOWN

TWENTY FOUR — SO SELFISH

TWENTY FIVE — CHOCOLATE CRAYONS

TWENTY SIX — WHO EVEN ARE YOU?

TWENTY SEVEN — MANIPULATION = KEY TO SUCCESS

TWENTY EIGHT — YOU'RE A MONSTER

TWENTY NINE — DELULU MAN

THIRTY — REVEAL

THIRTY ONE — THE NOTEBOOK

THIRTY TWO —

+ more to come

TAGLIST

@msxflower @dearhee @95fxcks @ahnneyong @enhasolace @navsnct @hyukabean @chocolate-peachcandy @seungkwan-s @cyuuupid @jeno-smilez @exatse @articxari @sbnchaos @jangwonie @paragonofroyalty @dreamenvi @flower-lise @jaylaxies @igotkpoops @user103843 @kyeongvbs @mavlogist @tsukilluminatednights @i-yeseo @gloomysunny @m00nylup1n @harperwasstaken1 @ckline35 @uwudaizy @faiirybread @luvdokja @bigtoewinwin @2bbang-hoon @chimajeyn @junnniiieee07 @stopeatread @lublycho @skyvwonie @captivq @nyfwyeonjun @ctrlemis @mybabywearschanel @tsubasshi @haerinism @iamminnie @iichaeyj @solxrssun @maybee-may @kimmchijjajang

© yunverse 2022

#enhypen #enhypen imagines #enhypen social media au #enhypen smau #enhypen x reader #heeseung #lee heeseung #enhypen heeseung #heeseung x reader #heeseung imagines #heeseung angst #heeseung fluff #heeseung smau #enhypen ff #enhypen fanfiction #enhypen fanfic #enhypen headcanons #enhypen oneshots #enhypen jay #enhypen sunghoon #enhypen jake #enhypen jungwon #enhypen niki #enhypen sunoo #enha #enhypen x female reader #smau #enhypen fake texts #enhypen fluff

[rintoons]

Heeello, idk if u take requests but i hope u do!!

i want a tsukishima kei × fem!reader, i want his reaction on the reader hugging him suddenly without saying anything and the reader doesn't pull away from the hug (aka gives him a long hug)[It’s like the reader wants a “healing hug” bc she’s going through something so she needs a hug]

How will tsukki react and how will he comfort her?

Please NO TIMESKIP

Genre: hurt/comfort, fluff

✩★✩ a/n: yes!! i've never done a request before so please bear with me, but I had a lot of fun writing this and hope this lived up to your expectations!

p.s. it was not supposed to be this long, but i'm a fiend for context and backstory—and i may have gotten a little carried away, so... sorry lol

ੈ✩‧₊˚ 𝗛𝗘𝗔𝗟𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗛𝗨𝗚 ★

wc: 1.7k

you and tsukishima were undeniably academic rivals. it was nothing too serious, but there was definitely some gloating and teasing in your relationship.

you guys spent the first year of high school competing against each other, trying to see who could get the higher test score or answer the most in-class questions correctly. even though you two didn’t talk much outside of school, you had personally grown fond of whatever relationship it was that you and he developed over the year.

of course, you knew that feeling was one-sided because tsukishima was exactly the kind of person to take the whole “rivalry” thing very seriously. to him, his pride was on the line. plus, the tsukishima kei would never deign to see you as anything more than a step on his climb to the top. to him, you were just competition.

for you, on the other hand, his opposition was just motivation to excel in school and be petty towards him. to boot, it was an acceptable distraction from all the shit you had to deal with at home—when the school day was over, and you had to go back to your parents who could never seem to stop arguing long enough to realize you existed.

after starting your second year and being upgraded to class 2-5, only to find tsukishima there again, you could feel yourself getting more serious about it. the more your home situation got worse, the more incentive you had to take it out on schoolwork—and tsukishima.

some days you'd be so cold to him that he could do nothing more than just stare at your retreating figure as he desperately tried to shove away the voice inside his head telling him to go after you. telling him that you didn't mean the harsh words you just spit out and that you actually want him around. his mind was in a constant tug of war, his resolve on one side and that stupid little voice on the other. nine times out of ten, his resolve won. until it didn't.

you had been unusually quiet all day; super distant and spaced out. on a usual bad day, you'd take out all your frustrations on your schoolwork, finishing the work in half the amount of time you were supposed to take before tackling the homework for that day and several other things. but when you walked into class that day, tsukishima knew it wasn't just a 'usual bad day.'

you had your head down on your desk the entire class, your closed eyes painting the entire world black. you didn't even bother looking at the work for that day, let alone doing it. you even ignored all the weird stares and the few people that tried asking if you were okay.

and when the lunch bell rang, you immediately walked out of class, leaving everything behind.

that was the day that the little voice in tsukishima's voice won the tug of war.

he glanced over at your desk and sighed, mentally slapping himself for what he was about to do next.

he walked over and picked up your bookbag and lunchbox before going on a manhunt for you all around school. he searched like a madman, asking everybody he knew if they'd seen you. it wasn't until the last few minutes of lunch that he finally found you on the roof of the auditorium.

tsukishima let the heavy iron doors close shut behind him while he approached you slowly. he could only see your back, your uniform skirt swaying in the chilly fall breeze as you perked up at the sound and tucked your head between your shoulders. he watched you raptly. you were shivering.

"yn?" his voice carried through the howling wind and the darkening clouds up ahead.

your breath left you sharply at the sound of the familiar voice. against your better judgment, you turned around to find tsukishima standing before you. he made sure to stay several feet away, just to give you space.

you swallowed down the tears even after seeing him with all your stuff, an uncharacteristically concerned look on his face. even after seeing the way his hair stuck to his forehead and his chest rose and fell with the effort of breathing after running up at least six flights of stairs—you kept it all together.

until the forbidden words came out: “are you okay?”

you stared at him with trembling lips, realizing only then that tsukishima was the only person who ever actually saw you. you always thought you were going crazy when you noticed him easing up his teasing the tiniest bit on the days he could tell that you were holding on by a single thread. or when you could feel his stare from across the classroom, trying to fight off the goosebumps that his calculating gaze brought to your skin.

but even after realizing that, you still tried to push him away, scrunching up your face and biting out a brusque "what do you care?"

tsukishima sighed, giving in to the urge to roll his eyes. "i wouldn't be here if i didn't, yn."

you clenched your jaw at his words, your resolve crumbling down on you like an avalanche.

before you knew it, your legs were moving on their own, closing the distance between you and the boy in front of you in a matter of seconds. it all happened so fast, he didn't even see it coming. when you crashed into his broad chest and your arms wrapped themselves around his waist, tsukishima stopped breathing.

he froze in place, his body tensing and his limbs seizing with the shock of your warm body suddenly colliding with his. he stood there uncomfortably, still with your lunchbox in one hand and your bag in the other. tsukishima didn’t know what to do—didn’t know what to say. he didn’t know the first thing about comforting a person, but when the sound of your soft sniffles reached his ears, his entire wall came crashing down.

he acted on instinct.

dropping both bags, he hesitantly brought a single arm around your shoulders. at first, it was just an awkward pat on your back; but upon noticing the way you cried even harder at his reciprocation, he slid his hand lower, letting it settle onto the small of your back.

the best he could do was pull you closer to him and wrap his other arm around you, his hand moving to caress the back of your head gently. tsukishima didn’t move a single step until you pulled away first, rather abruptly as if you came to your senses and realized what you were doing.

you let out a shaky breath, cringing, “i—im sorry, i didn’t mean—“

"don’t say you didn’t mean to do it," he cut you off, donning a slightly pained expression.

before you could even say anything else, tsukishima took off his jacket and wrapped it around your shoulders. it was cold, and like the dumbass you are, (his words) you didn’t have one on. of course, he made sure to let you know that, scolding you for being careless and putting yourself at risk of catching a cold. and for not eating properly and not confiding in anybody about your problems. it was as if you didn't just have your face buried in his neck, staining his porcelain skin with your tears.

you let yourself crack a smile, feeling the tension in your shoulders, neck, and back slowly ease its way out of your body at his nagging. you tugged his warm jacket closer, leaving him there to go and take a seat with your back against the railing.

you only had to look up at him for him to get the message; without a word, tsukishima came and sat beside you. he didn't ask any questions, didn't badger you for answers, or tease you for being vulnerable like you thought he would. maybe he would use this against you later, but the most you could do was savor the moment.

so you closed your eyes and leaned your head against his shoulder. as expected, he tensed up from the action, so much so that you had to shuffle a little closer to whisper in his ear. “relax, i don’t bite.”

not only did he loosen up, but he even dared to let out a small chuckle at your words.

after sitting on the roof for a while and watching the newly transformed orange and red cherry blossom petals flake from the trees, tsukishima offered—though he didn’t give you much of a choice—to walk you home.

after a humble round of "you don't have to"—"but i want to," you finally accepted his offer. the two of you ended up skipping the rest of the school day together, which was the last thing you ever expected to be doing considering the way you feel both about your grades and tsukishima.

as if things couldn't get any weirder, tsukishima took you to a convenience store on the way to your house, insisting that you get whatever you need. he ended up buying you a drink and new, “more tasty than whatever shit you had in your lunchbox” food to eat. he even sat you down at one of the tables outside the store and forced you to eat right then and there because he didn't trust that you would do it when you got home like you kept promising you would.

he was a surprisingly funny guy, making jokes the entire way home. while his dry humor wasn't for everyone, it made you laugh and forget about your crappy day. as you were walking up to your house, you kept trying to give him his jacket back but to no avail because the bastard kept telling you to keep it and not rush it back to him.

“wow. the great tsukki kei is actually a great big softy.”

“shut up, no i’m not,” he scowled. “and don’t call me that!”

when he finally got you home and bid you goodnight, you did something else that shocked you.

you leaned up on your tippy toes and kissed tsukishima (on the cheek). you thanked him for everything before running into your house and locking the door behind you, not even waiting to see his reaction.

your rival stood in front of the gate to your house, dumbfounded, and confused, yet blushing furiously and grinning like an idiot because he simply couldn't help it. on the other side of the door, your were grinning too despite your racing heart.

#rintoons #tsukishima kei #haikyuu!! #tsukishima x reader #hq #haikyuu #i love him sm #tsukishima #tsukki #tsukishima fluff #haikyuu fluff #hurt/comfort #thank u for this request! #muah <3 #academic rivals #academic rivals to lovers #rivals to lovers

[singmyaubade]

totally just friends

warning : mentions of smut and cursing

sypnosis : what's weird? we are just friends

james potter x female!reader

part 1 / part 2/ part 3

two weeks.

two weeks since james kissing you, two weeks since your entire friend group resented you, and two weeks since you made one of the hugest mistakes you could've made.

time felt so slow and agonizing.

you could deal with claire not liking you but your entire friend group? that was hell.

you knew that what you had did was awful but not being able to explain yourself or to help people realize how guilty you felt was the hardest and most frustrating part of it all.

james was trying to talk to you, you were trying to talk to anyone in your friend group, and they were ignoring you to comfort claire.

you did try talking to claire as well but she would either get really pissed or walk away from you.

this situation was more dramatic than you could've imagined.

now you were currently trying to talk to lily,

"lily please, let me at least explain myself." you begged, trying to talk to her during potions.

she scoffed, "what is there to explain?" she continued to examine her potion, "you betrayed our closest friend and couldn't be honest with her, that's fucked up."

you frowned, "i never meant to hurt her, i didn't even know it would be a dare, i love claire and i never wanted to make her upset." you explained.

she looked at you, "did you love her while you were kissing james?" she sarcastically asked.

"this is fucking ridiculous." you laughed crazily, "you know i would've never done anything to intentionally hurt claire and yes, i made a mistake but-"

lily cut you off, "there is no but, you made a mistake and as much as i want to sympathize with you in the best way i can, you know claire is in the right and didn't deserve that so stop trying to act innocent." she spat.

you had never seen lily so furious, well at you.

proving to claire that you wouldn't do that her again seemed damn near impossible and the resentment and hate towards you was something you couldn't fight.

you wished you could disappear.

but unfortunately, that was not going to be an option.

the class dismissed as you rushed out the door, not wanting to even wait for the dirty looks or snark remarks from claire.

having most of your classes with your friends was actually not the best thing considering the situation.

you spent most of your time on the bench outside during the ten minute break, thinking. thinking about what you could do or what to even say to claire. even if she did slap you and not be the kindest, she still was your best friend at the end of the day.

you were a little pissed at claire for how she was handling the situation but you couldn't blame how she was acting, she was clearly hurt by your actions.

the bell chimed, noting you to start walking to class, holding your books in your hands.

you were lost in thought when someone bumped into your shoulder aggressively, making you drop the books in your hand.

you looked behind you to see who did it and to no surprise it was claire.

"claire, what the fuck?" you angrily said.

she turned around with a smirk, "oh i'm sorry, did you drop your books?" she sarcastically said, pouting.

"this mean girl look is not cute and you know it, you are just being a bitch." you spat.

she inched closer to you, "maybe i wouldn't have to be a bitch if it wasn't for the fact that you couldn't keep your legs closed for the a hundreth time this year." she berated, earning a couple of 'oooh's' from different students.

you scoffed, "do yourself a bloody favor and just walk away, you are only doing this because you are angry which i will excuse this one time." you snapped.

more students from different houses started to gather around.

"oh thank you for permission y/n!" she sarcastically cheered, "that is so mature of you considering all you do is act like a slut for any boy who gives you an inch of attention," she was now face to face with you, "and just for clarification, james didn't kiss you because you had any personality, he only kissed you because you were easy and was hoping to score some." she scowled.

"fuck you." you spat.

"i'm sure you would love to do that considering you have fucked at least everyone in the school." she smirked.

that comment really got you, causing you to punch claire square in her face which made her fall on the floor.

you angrily looked down on her as she had a surprised look on her face from you hitting her.

you realized quickly what you had just done, "claire, i'm so sorry." you extended your hand to help her which she accepted, "my anger got the best of m-" you started.

you were cut off but the impact of her punching you as you feel to the ground and she rose on top of your waist, "you fucking cunt!" she yelled.

she started clawing your face which caused you to scream to which you punched her in the stomach, trying to get her off of you.

you punched her square in the nose, maybe even breaking it.

she yelped in agony, hitting you harder as you pushed her to which she fell opposite of you and you got on top of her. you began hitting her hardly as she reached and pulled at your hair roughly.

you yelled, punching her harder to which she covered her face as you felt someone grab you.

"you fucking whore!" claire yelled from the ground as you looked to see remus trying to pick her up.

you tried to break out of the persons hold but they weren't budging, "fuck you claire." you spat, blood coming out of your mouth.

"calm down." james whispered in your ear, your body relaxing.

as you became unfocused, claire broke out of remus's hold and began lunging towards you.

she punched you in the jaw so hard that you heard a crack. you yelled louder in pain as multiple students began grabbing claire to hold her back.

you grabbed onto your jaw in pain as james began blocking you with his body.

you felt unable to focus, the pain was indescribable. you felt as if your entire jaw was misplaced, you couldn’t believe claire actually had it in her.

james urgently rushed you to the infirmary where pomfrey took a look at you, “merlin!” she said, “excuse my language but your jaw is entirely misplaced.” she touched your jaw as you groaned in pain.

james was holding your hand as you squeezed his hand when you felt pain.

pomfrey went away for a second, grabbing her wand, “this will only hurt for a second.” she said.

before you realized what she was doing, a simple charm placed your jaw back into place which hurt like a bitch.

you yelled loudly, squeezing james’s hand as tightly as you could.

you calmed down after a minute, not feeling as much pain due to a numbing charm.

pomfrey healed most of your bruises and cuts although the claw marks were going to take time to heal.

after a few healing potions and some fixing of your jaw, you had to talk to headmaster dumbledore.

“can you convince him i’m still sick?” you pleaded with promfrey.

she shook her head in dismissal as you sighed. you looked at james next to you who gave you a comforting smile.

“don’t worry, you know dumbledore won’t be so harsh.” he comforted.

you smiled, calming down, “thanks james.” you said, “and thank you for staying with me the entire time.”

he shrugged, “it’s whatever i guess.” he joked as you pushed him a little bit.

“if i’m not expelled, I’ll see you after?” you said, sounding a bit more like a question.

“of course, would die without ya.” he said, embracing you in a hug then holding your cheeks with both of his hands on either side, “i’m sorry you broke your jaw because of something i did.” he sounded genuine which made your heart flutter and due to his hands heating up your cheeks.

you laughed, “it’s okay, i think the kiss was worth it.” you winked, leaving him grinning from ear to ear.

“between you and me,” he whispered, “me too.”

you smiled, “i should get going.”

“yeah, ill see you soon eh?” he said.

“yep.” you replied before heading off.

you went up to dumbledore's office with nerves radiating your entire body. you couldn't believe this is where you were and you couldn't believe that you and claire actually fought.

none of it seemed real.

you took a deep breath as you entered his office, claire sitting on the left side with a scowl on her face.

"come in miss l/n." dumbledore greeted you with a friendly face.

you stepped inside, sitting down on the right side, about five inches away from claire.

"i have heard from many other students and they have claimed to have witnessed that you started the fight." he said, looking at you, "is that true?"

you swallowed, "it is, i was hurt by something claire had said which is no excuse and i got violent." you admitted, looking into your lap, "i apologize."

he nodded, "is there anything you would like to say miss brown?" he asked.

"i apologize too, i reacted out of anger and should've never called y/n such horrible names." she said, "she's my best friend and didn't deserve that."

this caused you to look at her, you were still her best friend.

"hogwarts forbids any sort of violence and you are both mature enough to talk about your issues instead of resorting to that. usually, this would result in expulsion," he said, causing you to widen your eyes, "but i was a teenager once and know that mistakes are not in the list of characteristics nor do they define you and due to that understanding, your punishment will be detention for two months."

a wave of relief hit you so harshly, you wondered if dumbledore could've seen it.

"i appreciate that, nothing like that will ever happen again." you stated.

"agreed." claire nodded.

"i hope so." he said, "and i hope you both realize that friendship is more important than a teenage boy." you both looked at each other in surprise, "with that being said, you may go off to dinner." he dismissed.

you both thanked him, walking out of the room.

you chose to speak first once you both were otuside, "i'm really sorry claire, i should've never done that to you and i was being selfish, i love you so much and you matter more than any boy ever could." you heartfully spoke.

claire was glossy-eyed, "same with me, i'm sorry for ignoring you and well being a bitch," you both laughed, "and for hitting you, i never should've gotten physical."

you smiled, "i completely agree, i should've never hit you, i just want to be best friends again." you said.

"and that we are." she held your hand, "honestly, i think you know how to throw a punch." she joked.

"me? did you see the punch you gave me, knocked my bloody jaw out of place." you both started laughing loudly.

"i didn't think it was hard!" she giggled.

"i swear my jaw will never be the same." you frowned jokingly.

she kissed your cheek, "there, it's fixed, trust me."

"actually, it is feeling a little better now." you agreed.

"and about james, if you want him, you can-"

she cut you off, "trust me, i do not want james anymore, i have realized i like the idea of him and not truly him. plus, pettigrew is actually very kind and hilarious." she said.

relief washed over you, "i always thought you two would be cute." you admitted.

"really? good to know." she winked, "and we both know you and james are meant to be." she added.

you scoffed, "yeah right."

"you should admit it before it's too late." she sent you a smug look, "the way he looks at you is as if you he could look at you for an eternity." she said, looking ahead.

a grin plastered on your face, "really?" you asked.

"yep." she simply said.

it was silent after that, you were too lost in your thoughts. in that moment, you knew that you wanted to be with james potter.

not because it made sense but because he was always there, he always cared.

james felt like an adrenaline rush that never faded or when you are floating on water with your eyes closed.

he made you feel golden.

and i guess you could say that james potter himself was golden.

you both made it to the dining hall, sitting down with the group as they looked at you both totally confused.

"are you guys going to kill eachother again?" dorcas asked.

"yeah because i can totally record." marlene added.

you and claire both started laughing, "i'm afraid there will be no more killing eachother." claire said.

you agreed, "yeah, i think we will stick to being best friends."

"thank the lord, i was really starting to miss you." mary said, looking at you.

"agreed." dorcas said.

"missed you a lot." lily said.

"missed you too lils." you smiled.

"i'm sorry for what i said." lily said.

you squeezed her hand, "i understand why you said it and i love you for sticking with claire." you said, kissing her on the cheek, "i'll be back guys, i have to go do something." you excused yourself as they all nodded, continuing their conversations.

you went up to james and tapped his shoulder, "may i talk to you?" you asked as he looked behind to see you.

"y-yeah of course." he said, getting up.

you both went outside of the hall, "claire and i cleared everything up."

he nodded, hands inside his pockets, "good good, i'm glad."

"yeah and i obviously didn't even get expelled." you laughed.

he chuckled, "amazing news." he said, looking at the ground.

"and i also realized that i kinda like you." you said as he looked at you in shock, "just a little bit." you joked.

"i think i kinda like you too." he cheesily said.

"so potter, will you give the most extraordinary time of my life by letting me take you on a date?" you asked.

he hummed, tapping his chin with his pointer finger, "i meann,"

he suddenly picked you up as you yelped and carried you in the air, "of course i will!" he yelled.

"okay okay! bloody put me down!" you giggled.

"wait does that mean i can finally fuck you?" he asked, jokingly.

"maybe after thirty dates." you said.

he pouted, "thirty?"

you rolled your eyes, "i'm kidding with you, if you take me to a nice place, you can fuck me." you said.

he cheered loudly as you shushed him, "can i kiss you?" he asked.

you mimicked his pretend thinking earlier, "no shit sherlock."

he smiled, placing his hand on you cheeks and kissing you.

and now, you guys weren't totally just friends.

thank you guys for following in on this little series ! i am sorry it took so long, so many holidays. if this wasn't the best ending/ last little part, i apologize. anyways, i hope you enjoyed, love u all sm.

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[manicformunson]

Holding my breath until you write red handed part two 👀🥺

red handed pt. 2

master list

pairing eddie munson x fem!reader

summary part one here! i really wrote the first one based of a dream i had lol. reader goes back to eddie's trailer under the impression of tutoring, but things take a turn for the best

Y/N literally thought her heart was going to beat out of her chest as she fumbled with the hem of her gym shorts. Was Eddie serious about meeting her and taking her to his house? She was excited to see his trailer, she'd heard that he lives in the trailer park with his uncle, although she'd hoped they'd be alone.

Y\N mentally rolled her eyes at herself, why would she even wish that? It's not like she expected something to happen between them, but then again,

"I like my women sweaty."

That's what he had said right? She wasn't imagining it? The way he had looked at her after saying it sent shivers straight down her stomach and she had to calm herself down in the bathroom before class. It was a little embarrassing, he probably just was a flirty person and didn't mean anything by it, and here she was getting hung up on it.

On the other hand he had asked around about her, so he had to know her name right? Y/N wonders did he only ask about her brains or was he fishing for something else? She'll most likely never know.

So she chewed her lip to calm her nerves, looking around until she sees his poofy brown hair merged with the sea of students walking towards her, Y/N breathed a sigh in relief knowing that he hadn't stood her up.

"Sorry I'm late, I had a deal and didn't think you'd wanna be there." He said, waving his hand like it was the most mundane thing ever to be doing a drug deal but also to him it probably was. "That's okay! I'm just happy you, you know your here."

Y/N sounded way to excited and she wanted to slap herself, but Eddie smiled down at her, "Well yeah, where else would I want to be."

Want to be? Okay she's definitely reading into things. She just shrugged and followed him to his van, blushing like a school girl when he raced in front of her to open the door.

"Thanks."

"No problem princess."

If he doesn't fucking stop acting so fucking flirty she's going to read too much into things and ruin everything. Y/N had her bag in her lap, playing with the straps the whole ride and admiring Eddie's hands banging on the steering wheel in rhythm to whatever was playing.

She wanted to hold his hand, is that weird? She wanted to see how big his hands were compared to her dainty ones, wanted to feel the rings again her fingers and she wanted know if his hands were cold or warm.

After a good 15 minutes, they pulled into the trailer park stopping in front of Eddie's. Y/N saw there was no other cars there so maybe they'll be alone?

Eddie got out first and once again opened the door for her. "Here we are, my castle." Y/N giggled and stepped inside, looking around. "Looks nice." She complimented, and she wasn't lying she liked it, it had a very welcoming and homey feeling.

"My room is back here."

He seemed to ignore her compliment and disappeared down the short hallway. She was taking her time looking around until meeting him in his room. Looking at all the posters and stacks of cassette tapes, not even noticing that Eddie was sitting on his bed watching her. "Sorry for the mess-" She cut him off, "It doesn't bug me, it's comfortable."

"Yeah?" Eddie seemed shocked and she just smiled and nodded, "Yeah."

Y/N finally joined him on the bed, sitting a good few inches away from him and pulled out her English notebooks. "Okay so, what did you need help with?"

Short answer was basically everything.

Y/N and Eddie spent a better part of 3 hours going over To Kill a Mockingbird for tomorrow's quiz and she could tell he was getting a little frustrated.

"I'm never going to fucking get this."

He huffed slamming his book closed and burying his head in his hands. Y/N hesitated but rubbed a few circles in his back, "Yes you will, it's a little complicated for everyone! I remember the first time I read it there was a lot that I had to reread to really understand."

With her hand still on his back, she smiled at him in hopes of reassuring him but it didn't seem to work as Eddie jumped up, "Maybe we should take a break, this book is giving me a headache."

She watched him open a metal lunch box and pull out a bag of what she could only assume was pot. "Oh, I've never," Y/N felt a little stupid, like Eddie wouldn't think she was cool enough to hang out with if she's never smoked anything besides cigarettes.

He just glanced at her before fishing in his pockets for his lighter. "You've never smoked a joint before?" At least he didn't sound as judgy as Y/N thought he would've.

She just shook her head.

"I can teach you, it's just like a cigarette , you do smoke those right? I've seen you around town smoking." Y/N giggled, feeling so much more comfortable around him than when she had first arrived, mainly his carefree attitude which seemed to be having an effect on her too.

"Stalker." Y/N found herself laugh at him, blushing at the way he smiled back and took a puff before passing it too her. It couldn't be that different from a cigarette right? Just breath in and blow out.

So Y/N inhaled a shit ton of smoke which led to her coughing up her lungs and nearly falling over on the floor. Okay so definitely not like a regular cigarette.

Eddie took the joint from her and breathed out a laugh before patting her on the back, "Here, this'll be easier for a beginner like you." He inhaled what seemed like a hell of a lot more then she did, then held her chin between his fingers before blowing the smoke into her slightly agape mouth.

Wow. Um. Okay.

Eddie watched her with slanted eyes, keeping her chin in his grip and enjoying her face go red.

"How was that?" He asked with a smug ass smirk. How was she even supposed to answer that? Hot as fuck? Made her tingle inside? "Um, it was...good?" Suddenly, with the blunt now between his lips, he let his other hand fall on her thigh and rub it ever so slightly.

"Just good?"

Y/N couldn't even focus on anything other than his hand inching closer and closer to her now nearly soaking cunt, his strong ring fingers gripping the inside of her thighs. The best she could do was squeak out a, "'was great "

Eddie hummed in response and pulled his hands away from her, making a small whimper escape her. "Don't worry sweetheart, just need you to lay in my chest okay?"

He readjusted himself so he was leaning against the bedframe and Y/N in his chest. Jesus fucking Christ was this actually happening?

One of his hands gripped her waist while the other wasted no time to spread her legs apart. Her mind was a little foggy now with him still breathing the smoke right next to her face, muttering in her ear about how seeing her like his turned him on.

"You gonna let my hand in those panties princess?" Eddie mumbled, moving the thin line of her gym shorts out of the way to reveal her wet underwear. If she wasn't so horny and high she would've been embarrassed but it was hard when his fingers were playing with her clothed clit.

"Come on baby, you gonna let me?"

Y/N nodded and couldn't help but moan when she felt his other hand move to play with her breast. She needed something to cling to at this point, feeling around behind her before choosing his jean clad legs to sink her nails into as he teased her clothed entrance with his middle finger.

"Please, please Eddie."

Jesus Christ Y/N felt hot all over. She didn't even know what she was begging for but Eddie seemed like he did. He tapped the blunt out in the ashtray on the nightstand and slid his hand under her shirt, grasping the plain white bra she'd worn.

Y/N felt Eddie smile against her cheek and oh god hearing him moan in her ear seemed to send another wave of arousal straight to her pussy. Y/N arched her hips towards his fingers just as he pushed the annoying material out of the way and very slowly circled her clit.

Her nails dug deeper against his jeans, "Say, shit say my name again, just like that." Eddie breathed in her ear before sliding his middle finger inside her desperate hole. Y/N was more than happy to oblige, scrunching her face up in pleasure and softly chanting his name along with a dozen pleas for something more.

Y/N had never done anything like this before, nothing as risque as this, especially with someone like Eddie. God her mind felt heavy. Eddie the literal man of her wet dreams with two seemingly expert fingers deep inside of her, it felt like heaven.

Eddie could tell that she was close with her euphoric pants and the way she had started to grind her hips down to meet his fingers, all of it was making his erection less than bearable especially the way her hips moved against it.

So he runted up against her back and picked up the paste with his fingers, moaning in her ear as he did so before taking his hand out of her shirt to grip her jaw to kiss her.

The kiss was what Y/N had needed to completely lose it along with feeling Eddie's hard on behind her, nearly screaming as her vision turned white and clawing his arm and neck as she came.

Their forehead rested against each other, both gasping for air as Eddie slowly pulled his fingers out and rested his hands on her hips.

"Jesus sweetheart, that was fucking hot."

Y/N could only hum in response and silently plead for another kiss, which was granted. This one felt different, with a tad bit more emotion rather than heat of the moment sex kiss.

She pulled away first sitting up and admiring once again how beautiful and blessed out Eddie looked before noticing a wet stain on his pants. "Jesus, did you?"

"Cream my pants? Yes, but you should've seen yourself you were so fucking hot." Eddie grabbed her face again, kissing her desperately.

With his hands still holding her, she whispered, "I've, uh I've never done anything like that before." Y/N felt her face go red, but Eddie just smiled, "So my girls' just a natural?"

Y/N literally felt the air leave her lungs, "'My girl'?" Did she hear that right?

Eddie nodded and couldn't help but giggle at her shocked expression, both hands going to hold hers.

"I mean yeah, I'm not letting you go now sweetheart."

"Good."

#eddie munson #stranger things #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson fic #eddie munson x reader smut #eddie munson smut #joseph quinn #eddie stranger things #eddie munson x you #eddie munson x y/n #eddie munson x female reader #eddie munson x you smut #joesph quinn #joe quinn #hellfire club #stranger things fic

[yourheart-inmyhands]

me ÙwÚ again

Any your fav -> 👇 male character with a affection reader

JK pls take your time and uncomfortable is ok but I sure be sad

From your weird requester tanakochan

ah i'm not sure i understood the way you phrased that 100%, i took that "your fav 'deal with it' characters" which i hope is right and i'm so sorry if it's not ;v; also you're not weird at all! weird means to be perceived differently from normal and 'normal' is a fake societal standard, nothing wrong with being yourself here :D

Warning: this post contains yandere-themes, including delusional behaviors, obsessive behaviors, this is honestly the most tame i've posted so far, and other potential topics. Please read at your own risk!

Yandere!Alhaitham with an affectionate reader would be challenging. On one hand, he doesn’t want to discourage you because he loves that you’re so willing to seek him out without him having to persuade you to be around him. On the other hand, he struggles with physical touch, even having trouble still when his roommate of a little over a year now brushes by him in the halls on occasion. He is open to all other forms of love, words of affirmation, acts of service, receiving gifts, quality time, or even if you want to just hang around his office while he works and do your own thing. He is thrilled when you come to him for love in any of those ways, but physical touch is something he needs to warm up to. Everything he touches is because he wants to touch it and he knows what to expect, but when someone else touches him, he internally freaks out. 

Alhaitham watched somberly as you made yourself comfortable on the couch in his office. You had come here with the intention of hanging out with him, but with him being so busy he wasn’t able to leave his desk. He could see the look that flashed in your eyes briefly, the way you wanted to ask to sit next to him or even on his lap but refrained, knowing he would deny you. So instead, once you’ve made yourself comfy on the couch, he collects his things and sits on the opposite side of the table, making himself comfortable on the floor. When asked, he says he simply wanted a change of scenery, hoping you ignore the way his legs brush against yours under the table. Baby steps.

Yandere!Diluc is another who is very open to affection except for acts of service and words of affirmation. He simply cannot accept gifts without feeling as though he needs to give something back immediately, lest he be in debt to you or have you hold it against him. Not that he thinks you’d do something like that, but from past experience, he can’t deny the way his heart drops and his breath catches in his throat everytime you surprise him with something. And words of affirmation are simply not his forte. After his father passed, he never really had anyone to express those feelings to him verbally, so now, as an adult, he just can’t seem to believe they’re truthful. The words have lost their weight to him. He excels at physical affection though, even if he seems a bit hesitant at times. That is something he’ll never turn down.

Diluc sighed in content as the two of you laid on the bed, your head on his chest as his fingers gently traced down your back and across your shoulders. It was times like these, where it was nothing but the two of you in the dark room, candles long since blown out, stars hanging high in the sky and the sun peacefully at rest for the night, that he found the most joy. The way your breathing slowly evened out to match pace with his, or the way your hearts slowly synced beats. He found himself wishing he could’ve pursued you sooner, wishing that he had more time with you before this so that he could love the times to come even more. Love is lovely.

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[am-i-the-asshole-official]

Idk if the emoji thing works but 🐺

AITA for ignoring my friend's relationship and waiting for it to end?

Background: I (20F) have known my best friend (19X) since we were 14. We've gone through a few different friend groups (nothing dramatic, just fading relationships) but have always stuck with each other, partially because we are both autistic. I know them very well and they have said that I am their main support system. They have BPD which causes them to get obsessed with someone, which normally I would not think is my business, but they have a history of getting obsessed with people who hurt them, and I've always tried to warn them if I felt someone had bad intentions.

They've recently escaped their abusive household which is really exciting but I worry might make them feel lonelier because they've been getting into more of these situations recently. There were a couple minor relationships where someone broke a boundary causing them to have a breakdown, but neither affected their safety. And a few months ago they were talking to an older man online who I got weird vibes from but only mildly hinted to them he was creepy, which made me feel guilty when it ended up being way worse than I thought and became a disaster.

About three weeks ago, they started roleplaying with some guy on twitter, which I didn't think much of since they mainly just talked about what a good writer he is and he seemed fine. But then they asked what I would think if they started dating him even though he's in his 30s and I kinda thought they were just looking for a reason not to do it, so I said no he's too old for you. But then they started trying to convince me it was a good idea which only made me more hesitant. Their evidence in favor included that he used to be in the military (they know i hate the military so I do not know why they admitted this) and pictures of him (I am gay so this would not convince me regardless). They seemed surprised by my negative reaction, I said sorry but you asked for my honest opinion, they understood and I thought this was the end of it.

But now they're legitimately online dating and they talk about him all the time, they don't seem to understand that I am not a fan of this relationship and expect me to react positively to everything he does. I don't react negatively or completely ignore them I just go "ok" or "cool." They might not notice this because I often have times where I can't speak much so it's unfortunately normal for me.

I haven't noticed any other red flags from this guy other than the age gap and the military thing, but those seem a lot worse to me because of my friend's history and penchant for ignoring red flags, so I feel like if something worse was going on I wouldn't even know. Apparently he's going to come visit them in August (it's January as I send this) and I feel like that's enough time that the relationship will either die out or end horribly before he actually has the chance to physically be around them.

I feel torn in two different ways. On the one hand, I know that I'm paranoid and overprotective, not to mention scared of men, so I could just be overreacting to the situation. I don't think he's going to murder them or anything, but they're sensitive and I don't want them to add someone to the long list of people who traumatized them. They ARE a legal adult so it technically shouldn't be a big deal but they're the first person to be creeped out by legal age gaps, they just don't seem to apply this logic to themselves. I'm also not super experienced in relationships, I've only had a few short casual ones so I am not at all an expert.

On the other hand, I felt like shit when the situation with the other guy blew up even though they never blamed me for it. I feel like I should be doing more to dissuade them but they didn't seem to care when I warned them before so I feel like it's a lost cause and I don't wanna be pushy, I want them to genuinely understand why it's not a good idea.

I feel like I'm damned if I do damned if I don't, so I've kinda just settled on passively not really giving them feedback on the relationship in the hopes they'll figure it out themselves? As always I check in on them, try to give them positive attention so they're not desperate for it, and if the relationship actually lasts til August I'll make sure I know their location so they can tell me if they feel unsafe.

I feel like an asshole no matter what I do, so what I'm asking specifically is AITA for basically just ignoring the situation hoping it solves itself? Either because I should be supporting it or because I should bring up my concerns with them again.

What are these acronyms?

#aita #am i the asshole

[insomnisira]

changed forehead kisses means feelings

Steve Harrington x she/her!reader

word count: 1410

Steve paused for a moment as he looked down at her. He tried to not take it personally. He wanted it not to hurt so fucking much. But the way she would ease herself away from him. Out of his reach. Or turn away so quickly when he kissed her forehead in goodbye. Now wasn't the time to be upset about it. She had her attention on the conversation at hand. He was only getting up to go inside for a few to make a phone call. But it stung. It stung bad.

She had been acting weird for a while. He tried asking her about it. He tried asking Robin just to make sure everything was okay. But Robin didn't seem to think anything serious was going on. In fact she had laughed off his concern last time he tried to check in. Wasn't he allowed to be concerned about his friend? If she was suddenly acting different, there had to be a reason.

The phone call lasted longer than anyone thought. He was barely focused on it. And she was feeling his absence more and more as the time went on. It hurt her to ignore his actions. To play them off as if they meant almost nothing. And maybe it was the wrong thing to do, but she didn't want to hurt herself. She didn't want to play into the lingering feelings. If she feed them, she worried they would grow. But now she missed him. She was removing a friendship she didn't want to lose.

She excused herself with a small smile and a shake of her empty can. A reason to go inside. A reason to go back outside. But enough of a reason to check on Steve. She walked quietly through the house. She could hear Steve's distant voice as he wrapped up the phone call. The need for another drink was the only thing that kept her in that house. She would rather slink back outside without him knowing she had ever entered in the first place.

But soon enough she passed him in the kitchen. He finally hung up the phone. She threw away the can and grabbed herself another. She turned and found him standing in front of her. Steve looked down at her. His features pulled into a small frown. His hair fell into his face. She felt herself shrink into herself. She wanted to leave. But she couldn't move around him without him letting her go.

"What the fuck did I do?" Steve asked weakly. His voice had wavered. And she couldn't ignore how sad his eyes looked. Even if he was capable of giving sad eyes whenever he wished. It had been always something she had given in to.

"You didn't do anything?" She replied. But she had a feeling she knew what he meant. What he was truly asking her. Was she ready for that conversation?

"No. I- You've been avoiding me. Distant when we're alone. You barely let me near you. If I did something, just tell me. I'll fix it. If I made you uncomfortable, I'm sorry. I don't know what happened.”

"Steve- you didn't do anything. Nothing happened."

"Bullshit.”

"I'm not arguing with you about this." She said sighing. She moved to go around him. But he stepped in front of her. She barely had room to get by him as it was. And now she had no chance.

"Just- Fuck!”

He ran his hand through his hair as he looked down at her. She knew him too well. She could practically feel his heartache. He was such a good person and this was how she was treating him? What answer did she have? What answer could explain all of this? All of her complicated feelings?

"I'm sorry." Her voice was small. It was all she had. "I'm not trying to hurt you. I'm dealing with things and-”

"You've been saying that. You've been saying that for weeks. That you have a lot on your mind. And I've tried giving you time and space. I've check in with Robin to make sure you're alright. But I can't get an answer from you. I can't know what changed?" Steve asked.

He felt so close. And she felt so small. She didn't want to hurt him. She didn't want to hurt anyone. And she had no other words than the truth. "You asked Robin?"

"Yeah. She fucking laughed it off.”

Her smile slipped through ever so slightly at the absurdity of Robin's response. Robin was too smart for her own good. She could see through the both of them. And she meddled just enough. Though she knew they had to figure it all out for themselves. That they would need to speak to each other.

Steve scoffed at her small smile. An insult to injury.

"I'm sorry, Steve. It's- fuck." She laughed. "God, this is all so fucking stupid. I'm sorry. You didn't do anything. I just- I just changed. Things changed. I don't have a better answer."

"What changed? Can you at least tell me that? Not just laugh at me for being worried about you? About us? Our friendship.”

Us. The words rang in her head. No, he didn't mean anything by it. But oh, it made her flutter at the idea. It made her want to grin and cry all the same. She wanted it. And maybe she would be fine without it. Maybe starving it out of her wasn't the answer. She could be fine. Yet she didn't want to be. She wanted him. She wanted to run her hands through his hair. She wanted to be able to cup his face and kiss him on the lips instead of the cheek. She wanted to steal his sweaters. She wanted more reasons to be his passenger princess and sing songs with him.

She bit her lip and took a breath. "It stopped being friendly for me."

"What?" He stared at her. She knew he didn't follow. She knew that it was too vague. But she didn't know how else to force the words out.

"It feels like I woke up one day and you- you did what you always did. You kissed my forehead before you left and I wanted to follow you. It wasn't a big deal. And I didn't want to make it into one. But then I did and I'm sorry."

"Are you trying to say you like me? More than friends?"

"Yes, Steve. That is exactly what I'm trying to say."

She watched him carefully. She was afraid to, but she had to watch him. She needed to see how he reacted. And she watched as his shoulders relaxed. The small smile that graced his lips when he leaned his head back with a chuckle. The anxiety was eating at her. And yet she was with one of the safest friends she had ever had.

"God, here I was thinking I pushed it too far." He said after what felt like far too long.

"What?"

"I've liked you for a while. I thought with my luck lately it would be best to not say anything. I guess I fucked that up too."

"You liked me? Wait, did Robin know?"

"She guessed it." Steve replied. Then it hit her. That explained everything. Everything for the both of them. They were both too oblivious to notice. Both all too ready to assume the other didn't feel the same.

"I think we both fucked that up,"

They both grinned. It felt good. She was no longer running from him. And they both were being honest. No longer having anything to hide. They both got a real good look at each other for the first time in a long time. No longer clouded by thoughts or anxieties. They were just them again.

"I guess this means I can kiss you now?" Steve asked.

"I sure hope so. Not sure how else we can explain why we both took so long," She teased, stepping closer to him. He wasted no time in leaning down to her gently placing a kiss to her lips for the first time.

#steve harrington x reader

[kitorin]

OUR SPRING

003. perfect

5:01 pm

"Fucking hell."

Normally, you'd have more shame, but given your current circumstances it was understandable for you to curse loudly in the middle of the hallway on your way home from the school library. All of this was so irritating, the rumours and all the attempted manipulation, both which, were from the exact same source; Kira Ryosuke.

It should be fine. That's what you've told yourself for a long time. But you've been corrected. Because rumour after rumour, it kept accumulating now it's consumed and become your school life, until your identity is once again established as one that only revolves around some guy who likes you.

"You better drop dead next time I see you."

"May I help you?" You pull yourself out of your livid trance, looking up from staring at your feet as you walk and realizing with horror that you say that right in front of someone else. What's even worse, is that you recognise who it was, possibly one of the worst people to unintentionally curse at. It's Chigiri Hyoma. Rising star of the jpop and jdrama industry, who also happens to be a member of one of your best friend's favourite band.

"I am so sorry. I swear it wasn't directed to you- A lot had been going on recently." You prayed, begging that he wasn't one of those celebrities who enjoyed tormenting regular people with their obsessive and toxic fanbases, or liked exploiting their fame to ruin others.

Despite being apprehensive of the social power he holds, Meguru was right every time he called Chigiri attractive. It was evident through photos, but they don't capture his beauty fully. There wasn't a blemish on his pale skin, his tied up hair seemed perfect, it was obvious people would die for his skin and hair care routine. Long eyelashes compliment soft features and his rose coloured eyes clouded with what seemed like concern.

Even though his features weren't inhumanely perfect or complied to the beauty standard to a T, everything just synergises together, curating his natural charm.

Visually, he embodies perfection.

"Ah I see. I understand." Just when you thought he couldn't look any better he smiles, teeth perfectly white and shiny, which were adorned with dimples. It made sense why he was an actor and idol, he pulls off school uniform and even makes it look fashionable, heck his school photo probably came out gorgeous too. "So, what happened?"

You were too busy admiring his visuals to realize you were going to reveal your current struggles to a total stranger. "Well it's just- wait, I don't even know you?"

"Neither do I. All the more better to open up to, no?"

He's kind of weird. No wonder why Meguru loves him so much.

Instead of addressing and responding to his statement, you take advantage of this opportunity, since he's always surrounded by fans. "Then, how do you deal with rumours? You're apart of that band egoism, right? You'd know a lot about this"

"Well. I'm not apart of the PR team, so I don't know the full details. But rumours don't have some sort of secret formula or trick to getting rid of them. Hence why most celebrities have a PR team."

If only you had one too.

"Are you the one everyone assumes is dating Kira? I'm guessing you're referring to all the gossip related to you too." Chigiri continues, seeming genuinely curious regarding your situation.

You nod, and barely process being dragged into a janitor's closet by him, the complete shock taking too long to register.

"Oi Chigiri, what're you doing?" Ending up in a janitor's closet with one of the most popular artists of your age was not expected.

"Dating rumours, you say?" He breaths out, dismissing your question, a chuckle soon rises in his throat. "We're not too different, no? I have the perfect solution for you."

"Which is?" Once again, he ignores your questions, slowly coming closer towards you, face close in proximity to yours.

"Date me."

TWO | FOUR | MASTERLIST

PAIRING. chigiri hyoma x reader

SYNOPSIS. school gets overwhelming with constant rumours and accusations, thankfully someone is willing to help. but what happens when this mutually beneficial agreement escalates into something more?

GENRE. social media au, fake dating, idol / actor au

TAGLIST. @izzylovestnbhd, @angelchigiri, @punkhazardlaw, @silly-ez, @y-sabell-a

© kitorin : do not repost, plagiarize, change, or translate

#our spring - kitorin #blue lock #blue lock x reader #bllk #bllk x reader #fluff #chigiri hyoma #chigiri x reader #chigiri fluff #chigiri x y/n #chigiri x you #blue lock x male reader #blue lock x you #bllk headcanons #bllk scenarios #smau #social media au #bllk smau #blue lock smau #chigiri hyoma fluff #chigiri hyoma x you #chigiri hyoma x reader #chigiri hyoma imagines

[mermaidfanficlibrary]

Hello I'm not sure if the request is open but may I please request for Silverwolf and Herta x ! GN reader jealousy headcanons?

Thank you!

Hello! My requests are open! And of course!! SOrry if Silverwolf Is OOC I have yet to meet her fully (other than the intro scene) in game.

Characters: Herta and Silverwolf

CW: Semi Yandere behavior (mainly because the i see the two characters don't understand how to deal with these emotions), but nothing to intense, breaches of privacy (not the readers)

Theme: Jealousy Headcannons

Reader: Gender Neutral

Premise: How Herta and Silverwolf deal with their jealousy of their crush talking to someone else who seems interested in their crush.

~🌺~HERTA~🌺~

Herta doesn't understand how she feels about you in the first place.

Emotional connects are foreign to her so having a crush and feeling the intense jealousy when someone else flirts with you is weird

She tries to do experiments and see what may be the causality of her feelings but it takes both Himiko and Asta to tell her how she's feeling

It's denial at first even with what Himiko and Asta had said, and it takes a while for her to accept she even has a crush on you

Jealousy is a whole other beast in itself that Herta has to deal with

She'll often demand you to her office to help her when she sees someone flirting or making advances toward you

If she can't and you're busy with something else, then she'll join you which is odd for anyone to see

Her excuse is that where your going is where she needs materials

When a person seems to persist you and trying to capture your heart, she'll just make them do menial and long tasks if they work at the space station

If its someone that she doesn't really have authority over, she'll just push you away, interrupting rudely saying you two have important work to do

If you do happen to come to her about her behavior, she just denies everything saying that you should focus on your work and commissions rather than talking to people

If you happen to catch her behavior, you'll tease her but to no avail of getting a visible reaction

On the inside though its a full blown panic of flustered feelings and a bit of guilt since she didn't intend to do most of her behaviors

If you don't catch on, Herta praises you're oblivious and that you are to ignorant for your own good

It's not like she's going to admit her feelings to you any time soon so it'll be a lot of avoiding people with her and helping Herta with her job

~🐇~SILVER WOLF~🐇~

Silver wolf is another person who isn't the kind of person to really understand emotional connections with people but seems to ask Kafka about it

When she realizes its a feeling of romance and jealousy she is one to ignore it

Silver wolf won't deny that she has these feelings directed at you, but she'll just not acknowledge them

However is someone seems to be getting to close to you, she'll make a note of it and try and occupy your time

She doesn't understand why she acts like this around you when she obviously is 'ignoring' her feelings for you

You often join Kafka and her on missions but you're on Silver Wolf's team and helping her hack things

Since you are always on the move with her, no one really gets a chance to flirt with you or make any advances

But when they do, Silver Wolf just glares at the person and makes them feel uncomfortable

Silver Wolf also hacks their phone and sort of see's what kind of person they are

She knows its wrong but its something she can't really help when it comes to you

Its really hard to tell she is actively jealous because she doesn't show visible emotion but if you come to her about her behavior she'll just say something about them being evil or her gut feelings having a bad vibe from them

If you somehow happen to connect the dots and tease her about it, she'll ignore you and continue with her work

She's just panicked you'll see her differently

If you don't catch on though then she is in utter relief

Silver wolf does try and hint about her jealousy but if you don't catch on then she doesn't really continue

She finds your ignorance to her feelings a bit annoying but she'll come around soon

#Herta #Silver wolf #herta x gn reader #silver wolf x reader #honkai star rail #honkai impact star rail #honkai star rail x reader #star rail x reader #herta x reader #silver wolf x gn reader #herta headcannons #silver wolf headcannons #star rail headcannons #honkai sta rail herta #honkai star rail silver wolf

[kamiversee]

OKAY. HERE WE GO. I DID IT, I WENT OVER THE CHAPTERS AND PULLED OUT DIFFERENT THINGS. IM SO SO SORRY THIS IS SO LONG. PLS KNOW HOW MUCH I LOVE UR STORY AND IM SORRY FOR HOW LONG THIS IS!!!

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Chapters that include Sukuna: 23, 24, 25, 32, 33, 34

Chapter 23: The Party Era "Well… around a time like now, that asshole is probably somewhere in the middle of the party," Gojo explains.

The way he refers to Sukuna as an asshole has you worried. Are you going to have to deal with another Naoya?

Swallowing down a large gulp of nerves, you bat your eyelashes at Gojo, "Asshole…?"

He tenses up beside you for some unknown reason, "Uh… I mean, yeah." He shrugs, "Sukuna isn't the nicest guy in the world, everyone knows that."

Satoru describing Sukuna as an asshole, tensing up but only saying that he isn't the "nicest guy in the world".

"Sukuna…" Gojo pauses, thinking hard about something before shaking the thought away, "He uh… How do I say this… He'll," The man looks down at you again, "He'll be nice to you."

He wasn't worried that Sukuna would hurt her. It makes me believe there could be a closer hint towards Sukuna knowing who the reader was prior to this. If he knew about her then it would give Satoru a reason to be able to leave her alone with him without worrying that he would harm her (if Choso was being honest about the abuse-- which he would have no reason to lie about?).

Your body language made it so painfully obvious that you didn't want this guy touching on you and you eventually turned your head back to him, noticing that it was the same person Gojo snapped at earlier.

That realization caused goosebumps to form all over your skin and you tried telling the man to back off you. He definitely heard you but clearly ignored you, going as far as groping your ass and creepily smiling at you.

The exact same man from before? It seems suspicious that the guy would go after the reader more than once in the night, especially after being practically threatened with Satoru's eyes… maybe this was set up? (I'm stretching it).

In the blink of your eye, one second he was trying to come to touch you again and the next you saw a fist make contact with his jaw, a crack heard even through the music as his body stumbled to the side and then made contact with the floor.

Sukuna doesn't even bat an eye before he whacks this man to the floor for harassing a woman. It makes me feel like there's something there. Does he know her? Or does he genuinely just hate people making women uncomfortable, but that also defeats the purpose of what Choso said-- why would Sukuna beat a guy up for making a woman uncomfortabe if he beats them.

The smile that was once spread across his face drops completely when he looks at you.

???

Chapter 24: The Heavy Tension

FIFTEEN MINUTES. That was the exact amount of time it took you to seduce Sukuna.

The act was way too easy. Actually, it was suspiciously easy.

It's one thing for him to have made his introduction by knocking a creep out for the sake of you but it's an entirely different thing for the man to then order you to dance with him.

Still feels weird to me, but I'm not too suspicious given his history with women (provided in future chapters).

His introduction seemed pretty odd as well. I feel like because the man was doing this to multiple women maybe this was still planned??? But he's also a creep SOOOO!

A voice was right in your ear, lips brushing over your skin and giving you literal chills, "You're not uncomfortable with me touching you, right?"

SEE IT JUST MAKES ME SO CONFUSED!!!!

"Bullshit," He utters, "Nobody dresses like this without the intent of gaining my attention," Sukuna claims while his hands slide back down along your body.

This is probably nothing but I thought I might just add it?

"Care to be my next victim?" Sukuna requests, his wording making your face scrunch up a little.

"What a poor choice of words…" You murmur in response, taking him by complete surprise.

IM SORRY I HAD TO ADD IT LMAO

You glance over to a nightstand you pass by and notice a single framed picture. Stopping, you can't help but pick it up. It's Yuji. The resemblance between Sukuna and his younger brother is uncanny, they look identical with the exception of Sukuna appearing older and having face tattoos.

"Is this your brother?" You blurt out.

Sukuna's head turns back to you again, his brows furrowed and a vein popping out in his forehead at the mere mention of his sibling. "Unfortunately, yes." He sighs deeply, rolling his eyes at how curious you are and returning his attention to whatever it was on inside the bathroom.

If this isn't Choso's room, which I don't think it is… Why would Sukuna have a framed photo of Yuji? He obviously doesn't like his brother, but I feel like there's something weird about that fact.

Only to be stopped by another banging against the room door, this time followed by some guy calling Sukuna's name.

…

His phone buzzes on the counter and his head snaps back before he snatches the device up. Sukuna's whole face sinks and he looks like he's about to kill someone.

"These fucking idiots…" He sighs, unlocking his phone and responding to something. You sit idly on the floor, staring up at him until he looks down at you again.

With a sigh Sukuna shakes his head, "Someone threatened to call the cops and shut this party down so, I gotta' go." He explains.

I'm sorry this was definitely Satoru no one is telling me otherwise…

Chapter 32: The Heavy Tension

He nods his chin toward the picture you just had in your hands, "You know my brother, don't you?"

There is no way he could have guessed that??? She picked up a picture of Yuji last time and he didn't think she'd know who he was, but Choso?

"He's talked about you before," Sukuna says suddenly.

I know he said this in a joking way, but is there any way that Choso and Sukuna still keep in touch?

It's slow but he soon meets your eyes, "Bad one. Fucker' snuck a hit on me like the little bitch he is," Sukuna curses.

Oh he's definitely talking about Satoru c'mon.

"No, but, I fight a lot and I'd love to have a pretty face like yours taking care of me after each one," Sukuna comments, his words making your heart race.

I JUST DONT UNDERSTAND ANYMORE…

Sukuna releases one and then brings the other to his mouth, placing a kiss on the palm of your hand.

He's being so gentle here????!?!?!

Chapter 34 - The Degrading Era

On your body was this large t-shirt and… your underwear? Except, it was freshly cleaned? Holy shit, how long were you out for?

He even takes care of her the morning after, which feels weird because of his character.

"How do you feel?" Sukuna cuts off, uninterested in your questions as to why he's so close to you.

…

When you opened the device and went through it, you noticed your notification from your bank, a lovely deposit of six thousand USD having been sent to you within the last hour.

Okay so Satoru already knowing did seem fairly suspicious. But then again you were gone for awhile…?? But he wasn't with you… UGH I DONT KNOW!

That's oddly specific. You didn't think much of when he called you a whore last night, since, y'know, you like being degraded. But, something about that being his assumption for your occupation is a crazy coincidence.

Especially considering how hellbent Gojo was on telling you not to call yourself that. The more you think about it…

Gojo got upset at something from Sukuna's party, he didn't want you to call yourself a whore all of a sudden, Sukuna seems to have believed that was your actual job, and you remember how pissed Gojo seemed as he thought about you sleeping with Sukuna-

Holy fuck. Are the two connected somehow? Is something going on? What does Gojo owe Sukuna? Does Sukuna know you only slept with him as payment to clear Gojo's debt? Is-

I DONT CARE IF SUKUNA SAID HE WAS JOKING. THIS IS TOO SUSPICIOUS!!!! "You've got the kinda' pussy men pay for. Hell, I…"

I know this is because he didn't want to compliment the reader BUT 1. he's seeming a little to sweet to her if this isn't how he normally treats women. 2. I DONT THINK HE WOULD JOKE? DID HE PAY??? HELLO!!! IM CONFUSED

You're quick to wrap your arms around his neck as you're lifted into the air and Sukuna carries you to his bathroom.

"Do not get used to this." He says sternly.

You've got a big smile on your face as he assists you with readying yourself for the day.

The man helps you to brush your teeth, cleanse your face, get dressed in your clothes from the night prior that have been washed, and then he basically carries you everywhere around his house.

After which, Sukuna says he's driving you home and you end up spending a lovely morning receiving princess treatment from the man.

I'm sorry HELLO? I'm telling you this is weird behaviour for someone who supposedly fucks and dips… he seems to caring, especially towards her. I know he doesn't have feelings for her but what is it!!!

(i put this on my acc also if it's easier to read that way i dont know if these messages get cut off lmk!)

if u read this... thank u, and im sorry.

ly girl ur great!

Oh you’re gonna eat the next chapter I upload up ngl

So to start, I can’t confirm or deny anything as typically said :/

But I’ll instead give you more things to consider based on these thoughts of yours! These are in no specific order btw so bear with me pls !

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One, as said before, no one knows the time frame on what Choso said about Sukuna being abusive to women & I’d also like to point out how it’s clearly said that Choso moved out of their shared home the moment he got the chance to years ago.

While this doesn’t make up for anything, it is something to consider since he was quite kind to the reader & for him to act such a way it’s just out of character compared to what Choso says :)

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Two, the creep who harasses the reader twice is simply just an example of men who just dont take the hint. He blatantly ignored Gojo’s threat and still approached the reader anyways — it wasn’t set up at all ^.^

—

People keep asking why Sukuna would assume the reader knew Choso. Well, they do attend the same university & as seen in the most recent chapter, most people are aware of the two being brothers — the reader being the only one out of the loop. Hell, even Shoko knew a bit about them since she said Sukuna doesn’t like being referred to as Itadori.

—

It’s never stated that Sukuna typically fucks & leaves. If anything, notice how he offers to be fwb to the reader. Never is it specified that Sukuna is the type to fuck someone once & then dip, especially as it’s later revealed the reader isn’t the only woman he’s interested in having sex with as he says he called the “wrong whore”.

Plus, despite Choso’s claim of Sukuna hitting women & us not knowing the time frame on that, note that his aftercare could just be who he is. I had to make him the king of something in this fic & I chose aftercare💀

That being said, sure, later down the line you could assume Sukuna would lose his temper and lay his hand on someone but never would you know if his aftercare to the reader is exclusive only to her or just how he is.

—

Gojo sending the money the next morning isn’t unusual in any way.

When the reader slept with Toji, Gojo knew (assumed) she’d done it without even receiving a text from her so it’s safe to assume he did the same with Sukuna and figured after not hearing a word from the reader, she’d completed her goal.

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I believe that’s about all I wanted to explain, the theory girlies are gonna eat this tf up so ty for the break down🫶

Oh, you still missed the detail I said no one found btw ;)

#kamiversee!answers #tfl!theories

[kiss-inthekitchen]

by your hand

summary: you've got a thing for the older Salvatore brother. there's a party tonight, and while you'd intended to see if Damon felt the same, your anxiety has other plans.

1.8k, she/her pronouns, descriptions of anxiety

a/n: i'm rewatching the vampire diaries except this time my frontal cortex is fully developed and i am a stefan girl no longer <3 sorry to that man he's great. but i'm full on feral for damon now

You had a plan. 

Had being the operative word. 

If there was a god out there, he was laughing at you. Tyler was throwing a party, a bonfire at the lake, his latest in a long line of ‘we survived the unsurvivable thing that tore through town’ celebrations. And you’d been hyped. Life in Mystic Falls was almost never normal– the little pockets of time when you were free to behave like any other young adult, well, they weren’t moments you enjoyed wasting. 

But that’s what you were doing. Absolutely wasting it. 

You’d put on your favorite outfit, a baby blue set that highlighted your hair color, the soft fabric hugging your figure tightly. You were going to get drunk, have fun with your friends for once, and, possibly most importantly, flirt with Damon. You’ve caught him looking at you more often lately, and you were determined to test his reaction to seeing you in something other than sweatpants and sleep deprivation.  

Except that instead of doing all that, you were having an anxiety attack. In the middle of a party. The last thing you wanted was Damon looking at you now. 

You weren’t new to anxiety. You’d had it all your life. But usually, and especially in the last few years, you actually had something to be anxious about. Tonight there was nothing wrong. You had just started feeling uneasy that evening as you were getting ready. You tried your best to ignore it, starve it of anything to latch onto. You were going to have fun tonight. You deserved to. All of you did. 

Which is why you didn’t tell any of your friends when you realized the uneasy feeling was moving into full on freak out mode. Instead you’d acted like everything was fine, grabbed a drink and managed to stand with the rest of the crowd for about three minutes before all the noises started sounding too loud, the closeness of your friends and acquaintances becoming suffocating. 

And now here you were, sat on a log at the farthest edge of where the firelight could reach, in your useless sexy outfit with your useless discarded plan. Ugh. You were supposed to get stupid tonight. You dropped your head into your hands, forehead pressing into your intertwined fingers. 

The other girls couldn’t understand why you were into Damon– ‘like sure, he’s hot, but do you really want to deal with all that?’ Caroline had asked you once– and she had a point. You knew that Damon was far from innocent. He was impulsive. He was often murderous. But there was something about the idea of having someone who would do literally anything for you… Well, you kept that part to yourself. It was just an idle attraction, you’d told Caroline. It wasn’t like you were going to do anything about it. You’d even believed it yourself, at first. 

Damon had always been nice to you– well, his own version of nice– something which was, in the words of Bonnie and Caroline, super weird. You’d just shrugged them off. The two of you had a good thing going; you bantered, he didn’t threaten to kill you as often as he did the others (and even when he did, it was such a thinly veiled attempt at seeming emotionless that you’d had to stop yourself from laughing). It wasn’t a big deal. 

But lately, things have felt a little… different. He was different. You’d guess it was that he was finally getting over Katherine’s betrayal, thank god. The man had been pining after her for over a hundred years, you didn’t mean to rush him into healing, but christ. 

You remembered the last time you’d caught him looking– you’d finally lifted your head from one of the ancient books Bonnie was having you all search through, leaning back in your chair and groaning. You tilted your chin up, craning your neck back against the headrest to stare at the ceiling. You’d felt his eyes on you then, turning your head in his direction on instinct, your frustration with the task written all over your features. He’d given you a little half smile in return. Not even his usual smirk. It was something… well, you didn’t know how else to think of it. Vulnerable. 

The anxiety buzzing in your stomach broke formation, clawing its way up your chest the more you thought of him. Your chest constricted, the sounds of people chatting and laughing seeming to get louder still. 

Fuck, this party had turned out to be a total bust. Why couldn’t you just have fun? What was wrong with you? 

A twig snapped right next to you, snapping your focus along with it. You sat up straight again, instinctively looking toward the source of the sound. 

Speak of the fucking devil. Or, you know. Think of him. 

Damon sat down next to you then, deliberately slowly, like you might spook and take off into the woods. Part of you appreciated it, and the other part wanted to elbow him in the ribs. 

“What’s going on with you?” he asked, one eyebrow raised. 

“Nothing. I’m fine,” you lied, your voice sounding separate from your body. 

“Yeah, and I was born yesterday.” 

God, he wasn’t going to leave well enough alone, was he? You sighed, wrestling with the sudden self-destructive urge to make him leave you alone, to blow up the whole night for good. At least then you’d be in control of it. 

You felt like you couldn’t breathe, and Damon’s presence wasn’t helping.You didn’t truly want him to leave either, you knew that much. You just wanted it to stop.  

Suddenly you felt Damon’s hand covering yours, stilling you where your fingernails had been scratching against the uneven surface of the log. You hadn’t even realized you’d been wearing away at it, peeling away layers of wood and dropping them at your feet. 

“I can help you,” he said lowly. 

You really looked at him then, for the first time since he sat down. He turned to you slightly, his eyes wide and genuine, any hint of his usual facade gone from his features. 

He could help you, you realized. You just had to trust him. Like, really, completely trust him. It surprised you how quickly you realized that you did.

You held your wrist out between you, the charm from your vervain bracelet dangling in the space between. “Take it.” 

“You sure?” 

“I trust you, Damon. Take it off.” 

He handled you like something delicate, his touches featherlight. His fingers grazed the skin of your wrist as he undid the clasp, and then it was gone, the piece of jewelry gingerly slipped into his jacket pocket. 

He nodded at you, once, a signal for you to start talking.

“I feel like I can’t breathe,” you began, “I don't know…” you set your jaw, overcome with frustration. What could you even tell him? How could you explain this? “Nothing’s even wrong, and I’m supposed to be having fun, but I just–.” 

“Are you scared?” 

You rolled your eyes almost on instinct. “Damon–” 

“Answer the question,” he implored, his eyes unguarded, such clear green in the firelight you almost lost your breath for a different reason. He wasn’t compelling you yet, just asking.

“Yes,” you whispered. “Please, Damon. Make it all go away.” 

He lifted his hand to tuck a lock of hair behind your ear, grazing the back of his forefinger across your cheekbone. “I will,” he whispered back, index trailing a line down your jaw until he’d hooked it beneath your chin. You wanted to laugh at that. As if he’d need to hold you there with him, as if you could look away now. “You’re safe now,” he spoke, pupils dilating. “There’s nothing to be scared of here. You don’t need to worry about anything.” Damon lifted his compulsion from you then, adding in his normal tone, “Now, breathe deep for me, can you do that?” 

You felt the tension in your chest dissolve, your breath coming freely now and you sighed, long and deep, in relief. 

“There you go,” he said, voice barely above a whisper. His hand moved to stroke your hair, his thumb resting against your cheek. He looked genuinely relieved. 

“Thank you,” you breathed, tearing your gaze from his so he wouldn’t see you blush. He drew his hand back from you, and the loss was very nearly painful. 

“Anytime.” 

“You don’t think it’s stupid?” you rushed out. You weren’t entirely sure why you said it. He didn’t seem to think it was stupid at all. Maybe you were just terrified that the moment would end. 

“I don’t,” he assured you. You looked back at him to discover his usual smirk had taken over his features. “You’re only human, after all.” 

You scoffed, feeling nervous for an entirely different reason now. 

“I could… I could take it away forever, you know. If you wanted me to. I could– take away your suffering.” 

He looked almost scared to say it, the only time you’d ever heard something like trepidation in his voice. You felt your eyes go wide, your mouth dropping open just the slightest bit. His gaze followed the movement, settling on your parted lips. Oh. 

He couldn’t mean it, though, could he? And if he did… Yeah, Damon’s always been nice to you. But you wouldn’t really consider this nice. This felt like… something else. 

But if he did mean it. Would you let him?

“That’s not a decision for tonight, though,” he said, standing suddenly. For a single second your heart dropped, thinking your moment was over. And then he was holding a hand out to you. “The night is still young, and you’ve got some catching up to do.”

You smiled, taking his hand. “Get me a drink?” 

“She makes requests now,” he scoffed, keeping hold of your hand even as the two of you headed towards the keg.  

“Well, someone keeps giving me what I want.” 

He just hummed in response, pushing a cup into your hand, waiting until you’d lifted it to your lips before he spoke. “You know, your heart’s still beating pretty fast.” 

“Is it?” you asked, feigning innocence as you looked up at him over the rim of your cup. 

You took a sip, setting it down on a nearby stump before adding, “Guess you must be losing your touch.” 

He took a step closer to you, his eyes searching. “Mm. Must be, since there’s clearly no other explanation.” He took that moment to really take you in for the first time, his gaze traveling down the length of your body. Completely unhurriedly, the shameless bastard. “Have I mentioned,” he murmured, eyes snapping back up to yours, “how fucking incredible you look tonight?” 

You couldn’t help it. Your skin flushed under his gaze, your whole body going hot. 

His smirk deepened insufferably. “Losing my touch, huh?”

#the first draft of this was 600 words and then i went back in to add ONE bit of exposition and it ended up 3 times longer lmaooooo #the vampire diaries #damon salvatore #damon salvatore x reader #damon salvatore x y/n #damon salvatore fanfiction #ik this is the worst time to be writing for tvd but i figured i'd share it anyway. something for the girlies <3

[beautifulchris]

fate brought us together again — 20. embrace

⤷ pairing: bang chan x gn!reader

⤷ synopsis: after spending two years abroad, you come back to the only college that accepted you; the same chris goes to

⤷ genre: smau, college!au, exes to lovers!au, fluff, angst, humor, romance, drama

⤷ tw: swearing, yowon's antics (manipulation and general presence)

⤷ wc: 0,8k under the cut

“I’m telling you they’re gonna love it!” jisung exclaimed, nudging his friend in the arms.

“we’ll see. don’t be weird though when we get there,” warned changbin.

“I'm never weird,” jisung pouted.

the duo walked out of their major’s building and headed to the general building.

yowon, who was waiting by the entrance, slipped inside after the guys left and went to the studio where chris was. she opened the door without bothering to knock.

the noise, however faint, made chris turn around from his computer. he wasn't expecting his friends to be back so soon. when he saw the intruder, his suprised expression turned sour and he immediately got up. it was the first time she came all the way here.

she was wearing a shirt with a v collar and a short skirt. she was pretty, it was undeniable, but her personality spoiled everything.

“what are you doing here?”

ignoring his question, she walked closer. “chan, hey, what are you working on?” her voice was suave.

she was working hard on flirting with him, but all he felt was anger and disgust. it deeply increased after knowing why she was "friends" with you in the past.

“none of your business, yowon. please leave.”

he wondered why after all this time, she'd still try. he had rejected her more times than he could count and yet, she was here, invading his work element.

“come on chan, you won’t even let me hear a snippet of a song? they’re all so good!”

in all honesty, she listened to what, three songs tops? and she couldn't even name them if he asked.

“you can listen to them once they’re out, like everyone else does. now, i’d like for you to leave.” his voice was stern and he was slowly losing patience.

there was a slight change in yowon’s demeanor. “i’m sure you let y/n hear your songs before they were out,” she muttured. she straightened and spoke louder. “are you really still hung up on y/n? they selfishly left you for years and you’ve never got over them? now they’re back and you think they’d get back with you? I don’t understand you, the bitch didn’t—”

“never,” he cut her off, “disrespect y/n like that again.” he wasn't playing.

yowon scoffed. “they don’t deserve you. remember they're the one that left you.”

she turned around, opened the door and made eye contact with you on her way out. she stopped in her tracks.

“of course you’re here. I hate you.” she sent you a death glare and hurriedly left after realizing you weren't alone.

changbin was muttering insults her way until she was out of the building.

“y/n?” chris asked. you put your head in the doorway so you could see him. when his eyes fell on you, they softened.

“hi, chris,” you smiled timidly.

“have you been here for long?”

“enough to know she’s sick,” answered jisung as he walked in. “what did she want this time?”

“same as always. it baffles me that she didn't quit yet. haven't I been clear enough?”

“of course you were, her obsession is terribly toxic and it seems that she has issues dealing with it,” changbin explained, gently pushing you inside the studio before closing the door behind him.

chris turned to you. “I'm sorry you had to witness that.”

“I’m sorry you have to put up with her antics.”

“I can't shake the feeling she has something to do with our break up. am I wrong? she insisted on the fact you left me, like it was her doing. without forgetting our last conversation…”

you sighed, looking down. he was too smart, how could you ever hide things from him?

“we’re gonna give you guys space,” jisung suggested.

“yeah, we’ll wait in the hallway,” added changbin.

“you can stay,” you murmured. “it’s time I tell you guys the truth.” you sat on the leather couch and took a deep breath. “so, as I told chris, yowon was using me to get to him during the few months before I left…”

after you told them what happened before you broke up with chris, the latter sat next to you and put his hand over yours.

“y/n…”

“I can’t believe she would do all this—go this far—just to lose in the end,” jisung said.

“I can,” changbin spat, “some women are scary, man.”

“I would've tried long distance,” chris confessed. you looked up to him, losing yourself in his eyes full of love for you. “if it meant staying with you.”

the boys in the background had enough. they slowly but surely walked back towards the door until they were out of the room. this time, the faint sound of the door went unnoticed by chris.

“they were made for each other,” changbin stated.

the younger nodded and they left the building to join their friends minho and hyunjin in the dance studio, bright smiles adorning their faces. a loud high five could be heard in the distance.

back in the music studio, chris and you shared a long awaited embrace, taking in the warmth of each other and the fact you were finally reunited.

chapter 19 | masterlist | chapter 21

notes: what are we feeling? anyway, FIN. (just kidding)

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