#spending all this fucking time looking at her did a number on me <3 i'm unwell

[devereaux]

SIMONE KESSELL as FAITH COOPER (part 4 of 4, finally) My Life Is Murder | 3.10 - Killer Fashion

#simone kessell #simonekesselledit #my life is murder #mlim #mylifeismurderedit #mlimedit #simoaners this is the last mlim gifset :( #thanks for the patience #this episode truly was a gift #she's so SO fucking stunning my god #i NEED her #spending all this fucking time looking at her did a number on me <3 i'm unwell #but idgaf!!! i can't wait to start on my other little gay gifs #god i just want her to [redacted] me #so #SO MUCH #having a situation here #unspeakable thoughts #also the way she just... offers so easily to try the dress on for alexa???? girl. #'WOULD YOU LIKE TO SEE IT ON?' #and then she just smirks and goes for it lmaooo #'I'M NOT MEANT TO GIVE ANY PREVIEWS BUT WHAT THE HELL'. WOMAN #PLEASE. I'M BEGGING. #*gdvrx #*alldvrx

[cordeliawhohung]

You created a monster in me with underboss!Simon and now you must take responsibility.

Please feed my new addiction with relationship headcanons 😩😩😩. I love him and Shy!reader.

i've created so many monsters y'all gotta stop biting at my ankles or at least start paying rent or smth <3 also i'm still trying to work out a lot of the dynamics of the relationship between them so this is still a little bare boned but i hope you enjoy!

mafia!141 masterlist <3

warnings: mostly fluff :3 simon is a bit of a prick lol, fem!reader,

just in case anyone missed it, this is how underboss!Simon and shy!Reader meet <3

it takes a brutally long time for the two of you to start dating. a brutally long time.

and it isn't for lack of trying on Simon's end. he manages to get your number somehow (i hear Soap is very tech savvy...) and asks you out the week after the dinner at John's house, only for you to decline.

which is fine. he can take rejection. but this is... different. you're too kind when you say no. you're not saying it because you think you're too good for him, you're saying it because of something else, and Simon can tell the difference but can't exactly tell what it is.

it drives him nuts for a long time. you were supposed to be just another number in his phone for a booty call. he's used to getting pretty much anything he wants, after all, but even then it shouldn't have bugged him as much as it did. maybe it was because he liked the way you looked at him. not with disgust. not with some lustful intention. you were... soft. kind, even.

as for you? you think it's crazy how this 6'4", ripped, and kind guy showed interest in you. you, someone too anxious for her own good, someone who said no because it was less scary than committing to something. and you hate yourself for rejecting him.

so in an effort to stay close to him, you text him pretty often. you send him pictures of things you see or run into during your day. something funny at work, a cool rock you found in someone's garden, the spider that decided to make its home in your shower. and sweetheart, you have no idea what you're doing to the poor man ):

this goes on for a long while. just simon being a stupid man, not wanting to push your boundaries after you already rejected him, and you being too anxious to fix things and ask him yourself.

eventually, by some miracle (that i might write more about later because like i said BARE BONES) the two of you get together. and it's... interesting. simon isn't really used to dating. like properly. he's used to buttering a girl up, going back to her place for a quick fuck, and then only seeing her whenever either of them are too bored and horny to function. but with you it's nothing like that at all. there's no sex on the first date, not even a damn kiss, and he finds himself craving you more than ever because of it. wanting to be around you all the time, wanting to hear about your day.

man is fucking obsessed.

he treats you like a princess. he only ever really spent his money on stupid shit but now he can spend it on you! you never ask for anything, but god forbid if you express that anything, be it clothes or otherwise, looks cute because he will buy it for you, no matter how awkward you are at receiving gifts.

also! because he's so big and somewhat brutish, no one fucks with you when you're in public together. annoying kiosk clerks trying to aggressively sell you something? one look from him and they're gone. someone messed up your order but you're too anxious to ask them to fix it? he's advocating for you.

because of him, you find yourself growing less afraid and anxious of things. he teaches you how to be brave, and you teach him how to be soft. there's nothing in the world that he wouldn't do for you <3

oh also btw he's in the mafia. he might have forgotten to mention that... hope that doesn't freak you out or anything. don't worry about the blood on his shirt or the bruises on his face or the cuts on his arms or... oh god you look like you're going to cry. it's nothing, sweetheart! promise! stop trying to take him to the hospital!

also, some sorta unrelated comments: i think shy!reader is def a hostess at a restaurant. i feel like simon would hang out at the restaurant too just to be around you. he'd also slip you a tip, even though you tell him you make hourly and don't depend on tips.

"consider it my way of saying thanks for sitting us at the table with the best view."

the view is you, btw.

AHHH i'm sorry this was such a mess? i have so many jumbled thoughts but i'm glad i was able to get some of them out and i hope they were somewhat enjoyable al;kdjf i'll be working on a short drabble/oneshot for him over the weekend, so i'm hoping that'll make up for this <3

#mafia!simon #mafia!141 #simon riley x reader #simon ghost x reader #ghost x reader

[oneforthemunny]

knight in shining leather |bouncer!eddie munson x bartender!reader|

prompt: based off this ask- heyy!! i was reading you bouncer eddie series and i love it so much :((((. if you take requests could you maybe do a little blurb of reader being bothered by a creep and eddie being the knight in shining leather that he is helps her. this is such a lame plot i'm sry. pls just write anything for bouncer eddie when you have the time it would be so cool!! sending hugs

reposting from my deleted blog <3

contains: possessive!eddie, jealous!eddie, a little dark!eddie not towards reader, creepy men, cat calling, language, oral fem & male rec, throat fucking, squirting, rough p in v sex, hickeys, creampie. minors dni.

It was a slow night at The Hideout, especially for a Friday. All the college kids had gone back to school for the spring, and it was too cold for others to venture out, snow and ice covering the ground. But in any weather, you could always count on your regulars showing up on Friday nights. The regulars, who would ski if they had to, to make it down to the bar nestled in downtown Hawkins.

It was you, Eddie, and Ellen for the night. Tony and Valerie had shown up, but cut earlier with the lack of customers. You were bartending, taking care of the familiar patrons, while Ellen was the manager on duty for now, helping clean and keep the jukebox rolling. Eddie was at the door, in all black of course, tight beanie around his head to fight the cold, wild curls flying out around his face.

"Can I get another sweetheart?" Roy slurred from the other end of the bar, shaking his empty glass your way. You smiled, grabbing another glass, tilting it to stop the foam as you filled the beer.

You added beer number five to his tab before sliding it to him, switching the full glass out for his empty. "Your friends not joining you tonight?" You asked him, wiping the counter down with the spare rag.

Roy blew air out his mouth. "No, pieces of shits bailed on me. Can ya believe that?"

You giggled, getting his a fresh bowl of peanuts. "That's tough. Sounds like you need some new friends." You chided in cheery, playful conversation, filling another glass for the man on the other end who indicated he wanted one.

"You wanna be my friend, baby?" Roy blubbered, eyes glazed with a sloppy smile.

You snorted, lifting a brow at Roy. "Depends how much you tip tonight." You shot back with a tight lipped smile, walking to serve your other customer.

Roy howled, slapping the wooden top of the bar, nearly falling out of his stool. Eddie looked over, face stoic, hard, like it always was when he was working. He needed to be tough, or at least appear to be, especially with this crowd.

They were harmless, usually, drunks that liked to spend their hard-earned dollars tossing booze down their throats. Sometimes, they'd get a little out of hand. Eddie would have to intervene or call them a cab.

Eddie turned when the door opened, the frigid, biting wind of the night slipping in with the person who opened it. Eddie looked at the ID the man presented, but he really didn't need to; the guy looked Wayne's age.

"There a cover tonight?" The man asked, eyes already blood shot, swaying in his snow covered work boots.

Eddie shook his head. "Nah, not tonight."

The man nodded, stumbling over to Roy, clapping the man loudly on the back. The two had a rather loud, slurring reunion, stumbling in and out of stools. Ellen cut her eyes from you then back to Eddie, rolling her eyes.

Eddie's lips pressed in a tight line, looking over at you, the way you smiled, laying down a coaster, leaning forward on the bar to get his order.

"What's good here, huh, angel?" The man slurred back at you.

You fought the urge to roll your eyes. "Well, your friend here likes our draft." You motioned to Roy. "But that'll depend what you're in the mood for."

"I'm in the mood for something tasty." The man licked his lips, eyeing you. "You on the menu?"

You did scoff at the comment. "No, but I make a mean old fashioned. You want one of those? Or are you more of a light liquor kinda guy?" You asked, trying to shift the conversation and get away from him. He wasn't a regular, you weren't sure about him.

"I'm whatever kinda guy you want me to be, baby." He grinned all sloppy, swaying towards you. "Make me whatever you want."

You nodded, rolling your eyes when you walked away. You closed out a tab for another before starting his. You smiled at the customer, Johnny, when you handed him his tab, thanking him when he left you his usual 20% tip.

Eddie watched you carefully, nodding at the two leaving with a tiny smile. You reached for your bourbon, bending over to grab a glass out of the bottom shelf.

The man beside Roy let out a loud, ear piercing wolf whistle, cackling into the other man after. You felt a cold prick run down your spine, face flushing.

"Goddam, baby, I'll have you make as many drinks as you want if you stay bent over like that!" The man whooped. "Get to see that ass all night. No wonder you love this place so much, Roy!" He laughed, slamming his hand on the bar, so the glass jumped.

"Hey, easy there," Ellen warned, raising a brow at the two. "Roy get your friend under control."

Roy nodded, lifting a hand in apology, as the other guy bristled, eyes narrowing to focus, teeth gritting and snarling. "'M not doin' anything wrong, you fuckin' bitch. Stay outta it." He snarled.

You felt your heart hammer, looking at Ellen then at Eddie. Eddie stood, fists clenched as he walked, slow and purposeful behind the two, heavy boots clanking on the wooden, creaky floors.

"Hey, watch it, man," Eddie growled. "Settle down or get the fuck out."

The man turned, swaying slightly, looking at Eddie before scoffing, turning back to you. "Hey sugar tits, you got my drink, honey?" He slurred.

"I'm finishing it up." You said slowly, warily looking at Ellen to see if she'd give you the cut off sign. "Tryna make sure it's perfect."

"If it's coming' from you, I'm sure it is." He smirked.

He looked at Roy, nudging the man drunkly before pushing his coaster purposefully off the counter. "Whoops." He laughed, snorting slightly. "Hey, sexy baby, could you pick that up for me? Ole klutz over here knocked it over." He clapped Roy on the back.

Eddie's jaw grit tight, looking at you then the man. He could feel his blood boiling already, hands tingling from the way he had them clenched. You looked at Eddie, rolling your eyes and walking to where the coaster fell, bending over and picking it up.

The man whistled again, clapping his hands as you flushed, furious and embarrassed. "Goddam, baby, you gonna keep teasing me like that?" He asked, laughing and leaning towards you. "Stick that pretty little ass out for me one more time, huh? Better yet, come over here and let me see it. Or do I need to drop something again?"

"Alright," Ellen snapped, walking towards the two men. "They're gone. Eddie, get them outta here."

Eddie was already stepping towards them. Roy's face dropped slightly as the other snarled. "The fuck you kickin' us out for?" He snapped. "I haven't even got my goddam drink!"

"Yeah, and you're not gettin' one." Eddie growled. "Out. Now. Before I have to make you." He threatened, boasting his chest to intimidate the older man. Sure, he could take him, drunk and old he wouldn't be an issue.

Roy apologized to you, drunk but sincere, holding his hands up as he tried to coax his friend. The man snarled. "The fuck you gonna do, huh?" He snapped at Eddie. "You gonna... you gonna make me leave, huh, pussy boy?" He laughed mockingly in Eddie's face.

He turned back to you, snarling and mean. "Dumb bitch, 's your fuckin' fault. Walking' around like a goddam whore, just asking' for it, then when you get it you don't want it, huh?" He spat, angry.

Eddie's hands were on his shoulders, yanking him out of the stool. The man fell to his knees, groaning in pain before Eddie had him back up, shoving him out the door.

Eddie pushed the drunken man out the door and into the snowbank on the sidewalk, and he would've smirked when the man groaned in pain if he wasn't so furious. Roy was still inside, covering the tab and apologizing to Ellen and you.

Eddie looked down at the drunk man, trying to twist and move out of the freezing snow. "The fuck you-you-"

Eddie bent down, pushing him back on the ground, teeth bared and a grip on his collar, dangerously close to his neck. His rings were cold, biting against the man's jugular. "I better never see you here or near her again, you understand?" He growled.

The man stammered, lifting his hands gently. Eddie slammed him harder into the ground, the snow sinking around his head. "Understand?"

"Yes, fuck, yes!" The man stuttered. "Jesus, fuck, I-I don't wanna come back here anyways!"

Eddie snarled, shoving him slightly before standing up. "Good." He bit. "Now get the fuck outta here." He turned around, leaving the man to get out of the icy ground.

He nodded curtly to Roy as he left, not listening to his apologies. He was fuming, buzzing, adrenaline shaking and rattling his bones. His jaw still ground together, eyes not meeting yours though he could feel them on him. He needed to calm down before he did.

Ellen came over, checking on him, and checking to make sure they were gone, before patting him on the back. "Go have a drink." She nodded towards the bar. "As soon as these two leave, we'll call it a night, huh? Think that's enough excitement for us all."

Eddie stomped over to the bar where you watched him from the other side, eyes rounded to meet him. "Thank you," You whispered.

Eddie nodded. "Anytime, baby," He grinned, but it didn't meet his eyes.

He was still angry, not at you, but at that disgusting fucker. Who the fuck did he think he was, talking to Eddie's girl like that, talking to you?

You poured him a beer, cutting an orange and placing it on his glass. Eddie sipped it slowly, the tingle in the back of his throat mixed with the alcohol calmed him slightly. You smiled at him, squeezing his hand gently when Ellen wasn't looking, before checking on the other two that still remained at the other end of the bar.

The night moved slow. No one else came in. The final people left, letting you cash out for the night. Eddie helped you stack chairs, while Ellen unplugged the jukebox, the three of you walking to the back where you parked.

Eddie had just climbed in the van, barely putting the key in the ignition to roll over the engine when you pounced on him. Hands on either side of his face, pressed against his side, lips attaching to his, hard and needy like he was your life line.

Eddie faltered for a moment, movements stuttering before he kissed you back, his own hands finding your waist, the back of your neck, pulling you as close to him as you could.

Eddie's brows furrowed when you pulled back, eyes canning your face, your rounded eyes, blown pupils, bottom lip ticked between your teeth. "What was that for?" Eddie asked, shocked, amused.

You shrugged, placing your hand over the zipper of his jeans. "I dunno, just a thank you, I guess." You grinned, eyes batting at him. "For saving me tonight. My hero." You purred, squeezing him through the rough fabric of his jeans, grinning when he groaned low and throaty.

Eddie flew over the icy roads, squirming under your touch the entire way. You palmed him gently, slowly, pressing kisses up and down his neck, shoulder, collarbone, cheek. Nuzzling your nose against him before trailing the tip of your tongue down his exposed skin.

You were throbbing between your legs, had been since Eddie had grabbed the man so aggressively- so protectively. The adrenaline and sheer primeness of it all made you soak, your head reeling and fuzzy as you fumbled through the rest of your shift. He had done that for you, was protective over you.

You and Eddie stumbled through his trailer, his boot shutting the door behind him, teeth gnashing, lips mushing, hands roaming and groping. You pushed Eddie back onto the couch by his sternum, dropping to your knees, hands fumbling to undo his belt and zipper.

Eddie grinned, brows lifted in amusement. Gone was the anger, the disrespect he felt from that man. He worried that you would be hurt, upset by what he said, maybe even angry at him for being so rough. Instead, here you were, ready to jump his bones, needy and aching all for him.

"Easy, baby," Eddie muttered, ringed hands finding your hair as you freed him frantically from his boxers.

Your soft hands held his cock, thick and long, oozing already from your teasing touches in the car. You wasted no time licking a long stripe up the base to his tip, swirling the salty pre-cum around your tongue over the head. Eddie groaned, head tilting back against the couch cushions.

You pumped his length, sucking what you could of the thick head down your throat. "Atta girl, that's my girl, fuck," Eddie groaned, gripping your hair a little tighter so you whimpered, vibrations tickling down his shaft to his sac making him tense, bucking gently in your mouth.

You gagged gently at the intrusion and Eddie let out a near pornographic moan. "Fuck, baby, can I- shit- can I fuck your throat? Please?" He begged, half lidded and lust filled.

You clenched your legs, nodding with his cock still in your mouth as he grinned down at you. That's how you ended up, head lolling off the arm of the couch, mouth open and gripping Eddie's thighs as he thrusted into your throat, relishing in how you gagged and swallowed.

"Fuck, baby, you're doing so good for me. You're such a good girl, aren't you? Good little girl." Eddie praised, eyes pinched close in pleasure.

Tears pricked your eyes, breathing slow to try and match his pace, nails digging into his hairy thighs. Eddie's abs clenched, pulling out of you slowly, before fisting himself.

He moved so his balls were in your face, heavy and hitting your nose, but you knew what he wanted, instinctively sucking them gently, tongue rolling over the skin.

Eddie's breath stuttered, grunting as he jacked himself quicker, leaning over you. "'M gonna cum, baby. Just like that, oh fuck, just like that. 'M-" Eddie groaned before you felt the hot spurts on your chest, your tummy.

Eddie's chest heaved, hunched over you, bracing himself with the back of the couch. You looked up at him, eyes meeting his through his curly bangs.

Eddie grinned at you, reaching down to kiss you, hard. He didn't waste time walking around to the other end of the couch, pulling you by your legs so your hips were on the arm of the couch, kneeling down to kiss your inner thighs with sloppy, wet kisses.

You moaned, arms above your head as you grabbed at the couch, back arching when Eddie licked a long, fat stripe through your folds, circling around your clit.

"Oh!" You whined, clenching when he kitten licked your clit, one hand on your lower tummy, pressing gently, the other adding a finger and pumping slowly in and out of you.

Normally, he'd tease you. get you whiny, teary-eyed, the way it drove him crazy, but not tonight. He was urgent, needy, devouring you from the inside out like a madman.

You felt it building quickly, the sweet release that threatened to take over you any minute. The way Eddie was sucking, nibbling at your achy clit, his long fingers curling and pumping at a much faster pace, mixed with his other hand pressing on your tummy; you knew you were going to soak him, flood him.

You writhed, hips wiggling to get away, the pleasure overwhelming. Eddie knew just how to work you, toy with your body to get it to do exactly what he wanted. Your eyes rolled back, hands pressing against his hand, but it wouldn't budge.

Eddie rolled your clit between his lips, licking gently while his fingers curled, pressing hard down on your lower belly. You cried out, back arching, legs pushing against his back as you gushed around his fingers, spewing all over him, all over the couch.

Eddie grinned, the squelch of wet liquid around his fingers as he pumped into you still was a melody, your cries and moans music to him. Eddie watched as you bucked, then slowed, legs falling and giving out, melting into the couch with heavy breaths.

Eddie licked you once more, the sweetness of your release making his eyes roll back. He stood over you, wiping his wet, shiny mouth with the back of his hand and you whimpered, legs snapping shut, throbbing again.

He was on top of you in an instant, hands on wither side of your head holding him up. Lips on yours, tongue swirling around your mouth so you could taste your release on him. He kissed down your jaw, neck, collarbones, chest, sucking large bruises as he went. He wanted everyone to see them, to know that you were his.

You moaned, legs wrapping around his waist, hands in his hair as he sucked deep bruises into your tits, biting and sucking at them, then rolling your nipples in his mouth, teeth grazing them slightly so you yelped.

He pushed himself into you without warning, rutting into you fast, hard, deep strokes that had you gasping, clawing down his back, feet dug into the meat of his ass.

Eddie pressed his face into your neck, sucking and nipping the already sensitive skin, marking it up even more. Your eyes rolled back, bodies rubbing together, chaffing skin to skin.

"Fuck, gonna cum inside you, that ok?" Eddie grunted, his nose nuzzling your cheek, lips pressing sloppy kisses to your flushed skin.

You nodded, gripping his arms, biceps bulging in your hands. You drooled at the definition, the inked skin firm and prominent next to you. Eddie snapped his hips flush against yours, smirking when you cried out, burying your face into his neck to try and muffle the pathetic cries falling from your lips.

Eddie snapped his hips a few more time, clenching with a grunt when he spilled inside you. He kept himself inside you as he rode out his high, long, deep breaths, his mouth hovering over your shoulder. You were barely holding onto him, legs still wrapped loosely around him, head swimming with feeling and fullness of him.

Eddie pulled back, brushing his bangs back so he could look at you. Marked up and bruised, mouth shaped red marks all over your neck and chest. He trailed his finger down your neck, over the well of your breasts where he really bit down.

"'M sorry, baby." He muttered to you, cupping your cheek with his hand. He hadn't asked to do that, cleared it with you, and the guilt was setting in. Girlfriends in the past were furious with him when he'd mark them like that, angry that they'd have to cover them up, and he didn't blame them.

You smiled softly, tucking your chin down to look at the damage. "It's alright." You whispered, tired. "I can cover them it's alright."

Eddie shook his head, pressing a kiss to your lips. "I should've asked. I can put a coupla spoons in the freezer. That trick worked in high school-"

He moved out of you, not caring that you were oozing him on the worn fabric of the couch, his cock softer and covered in both your spend. You catch his hand gently, thumb running over his rough knuckles. "Eddie, it's ok. I promise." Your eyes shone up at him, warm and gooey in your own afterglow.

Eddie hesitated. "It's ok." You reassured, bringing his hand to your lips brushing them feathery light over his knuckles. "I-I liked it." You blushed at the admission, nuzzling your nose into his hand to hide your giddy smile.

Eddie's eyes lit up, cupping your jaw with his hand, lifting your gaze to his. He cocked his head to the side, dopey grin on his face. "Yeah? You liked it?" He asked. You nodded. "You like it when I mark you up, huh? Want everyone to know who you belong to?"

You bit your lips, legs shifting uncomfortably. The dull ache between your legs was still there. Eddie knelt down so his nose was touching yours, an intense look in his eyes. "Who do you belong to?" He whispered, sending shockwaves down your spine, shivering against the couch.

Eddie pressed his lips towards yours so they were barely touching, hairs of his bangs tickling your forehead and eyelashes, sweaty against your skin. "Who do you belong to, baby?"

You squirmed against his gaze, feeling a little vulnerable, a little electric with the way he was looking right through you. "You." You whispered, your bottom lip brushing his, leaning in to kiss him.

Eddie pulled back slightly, his hand on your jaw. "Say it again." His eyes were dark again, lust blown, intense.

You shivered, legs clamping together and you could feel him still running out of you, creating a puddle under you. "You, Eddie," You whispered, eyes rounding into his gaze. "I'm yours, Eddie."

Eddie grinned, teeth bared and grip on your jaw tightening just slightly. "That's fuckin' right." He muttered, lips crashing into yours. He moved so you were halfway off the couch, holding onto him for leverage, his grip secure on you. "All mine." He nipped at your bottom lip, dragging it between his teeth.

Eddie moved so he was on the couch, long legs crowding on either side of your hips. He pulled you up gently by your arms, so you were in between his legs, curls ticking your cheeks when he kissed you again. He laid back slowly so you were on top of him, hands gripping your waist, your hips, anywhere he could grab and squeeze.

"My turn now." Eddie grinned, wiggling playfully underneath you. "Mark me up, baby. Show the world I'm yours."

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[bonny-kookoo]

Jungkook

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 [Part 3]

Sometimes you just miss your chance. Sometimes you have to take it.

Tags/Warnings: Non-Idol Jungkook, Dog Hybrid!Reader, former criminal!Jungkook, mentions of past neglect/abuse, reader has some pretty bad psychological problems (OCD, Anxiety, Selective mutism, hints at an eating disorder), hypersomnia, road to recovery, hurt and lots of comfort, angst, Jungkook has some problems with aggression and swears a lot, more TBA in future chapters

Length: I did not count sue me I guess

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It's not uncommon for him not to see you much during his work. But today, especially considering how close you've gotten to him and how comfortable, it's weird to him that he doesnt see you at all.

"Jungkook.." Hana says, catching his attention as he mops the floor of the lunch area where all hybrids had just eaten a few minutes prior. "Do you have a moment?" she asks, voice soft and kind, though he's guarded, because he knows that soft-tune she puts on.

She's talking to him like she does to the other hybrids.

Something's up.

"Sure." he shrugs, putting the mop to the side before followong her to the side. "What's up? Did I do something?" he wonders, hands in his pockets while he leans against the wall behind him.

"I think you've already noticed that 268- the hybrid you've been spending time with.. She's not here." Hana says, and she doesn't need to say your name to make his eyes harden. Technically you don't have one after all, only your ID number he's able to recite back by pure instinct. He knows that she's talking about you. There's no one else she could mean.

"what about her?" he asks suspiciously, already irritated because deep down, he's got his fears. Maybe you've been adopted. Then he should be happy, right?

Except he isn't.

"She's been transferred..." Hana says, sighing before she crosses her arms in front of her, a clear sign she's going to try and justify that action while also blocking his for sure incoming anger. "...to a correctional facility in Daegu."

"What the fuck?!" he loudly barks out as soon as he hears that, visibly distressed. "Do you know what they fucking do to hybrids in these shitholes?" he demands to know, fists curled tightly as hed pushed himself off the wall vehind him, walking a step towards her. "She's gonna be even more traumatized in there, good fucking job!" he scoffs.

"please, a bit more quiet-" she tries as she notices some hybrids looking. "-she's gonna be fine. They're trained in cases like hers-"

"and if she doesnt comply she will just be sent to another, and another, and a-fucking-nother! Great solution, really!" he barks out, pulling the nametag from around his neck aggressively. "I'm done participating in this bullshit."

"Jungkook-" she tries, but he's already walking.

"I've got a week left of this work and I've not taken any days off." he says grimly, turning around with angry eyes. "I'm taking them now." He growls angrily, leaving the area to go grab his things- when a young man looks at him, then at his nametag Jungkook is taking off in frustration.

"Jeon Jungkook?" The man says, standing next to him dressed in all black, a facemask covering half of his face. He looks sketchy- and has caught Jungkook during the worst time possible.

"What!?" he snarls more or less, before a letter is pushed into his hand, catching him off guard.

"You're being summoned to court." the man says. Jungkook's blood runs cold at that.

"I've done the community service shit, what the hell?" he argues, but almost weakly so- because he knows he's powerless against the legal system. If they believe he needs further, worse punishment, then he'll have to take it.

"Oh they know, it's not about that." the guy says. "Or at least, not entirely. Read it at home. I think you'll be interested in showing up." the guy almost chuckles, cat-like eyes showing his amusement over the situation.

"..huh." Jungkook doesn't say anything else, turning around to go grab his bag.

"Ah, and Jungkook-ssi." the guy calls out, making the younger man roll his eyes as he turns around. "could you borrow me some of your clothes?"

"..the fuck?" he squints his eyes, unsure what this stranger wants with his clothes of all things. "Why would you want my stuff?" He asks, cringing a bit.

"I think anything that's got your scent on it would do. Just bring something when you visit." the man says, handing him a card, and a plastic.. ID, similar to the one he uses to wear at the center right here. "I'm sure she'll appreciate it."

The card is from the Hybrid Behavioral Therapy Center in Daegu, contact info and location address clearly written down beneath the logo. But it'sthe plastic ID card that makes hus eyes widen, because it clearly spells out;

'Special Clearance Pass: Potential owner for hybrid 268.'

#bts imagine #bts fanfic #bts fic #jungkook imagine #hybrid imagine #jeon jungkook x reader #jeon jungkook imagine #bts jungkook imagine

[elliespassagerprincess]

i love emily im sorry soo much,, do you think u could please write an ellie x reader based on the song night shift by lucy dacus?? i think is a good song to make a fic <3

night shift - (ellie williams x reader)

hi anon! thank you sm for the compliment! And yes it's literally is an amazing song for a angst fic! I hope you enjoy:)

This story is based off the song Night shift by Lucy Dacus, if you can please listen to the song as you're reading:)

Pairing: ellie x fem!reader

Requests are always open feel free to leave one or just send me a song and I'll take it from there:)

Warnings: sadness and cheating

Summary: In which you were the other women

wc: 1.8k + the lyrics

The first time I tasted somebody else's spit, I had a coughing fit

I mistakenly called them by your name

I was let down, it wasn't the same

I'm doing fine, trying to derail my one-track mind

Regaining my self-worth in record time

But I can't help but think of your other in the bed that was mine

The day Ellie Williams asked you out was truly the best day of your life.

It all started with small smiles, gentle touches and loving gazes. You knew from the first day you laid eyes on Ellie, that you wanted to be with her. And never in a million dreams did you think that you stood a chance with someone as beautiful such as Ellie.

You didn't regret asking her for her number. You didn't regret saying yes when she asked you on a date that day. But the more you think about it, the more realized maybe you should’ve said no.

"Hi I'm Ellie’s girlfriend, is she here today?" The girl asked with a smile on her face.

 oh.

Girlfriend?

Ellie was never mentioned anything about a girlfriend to you.

Fuck.

"Oh hey Cat" you heard Ellie’s voice from behind you. You turned around and you and the autumn brown haired girl made eye contact.

Ellie’s eyes widened when she saw you were talking to Cat, but her shock was soon replaced by her signature smirk.

"Hi babe" Cat greeted Ellie cheerfully "can we talk?" She asked. Ellie gave her a quick nod as she walked out from behind the counter. As Ellie and cat walked away she reached down to grab the girls hand and if felt like you've been stabbed.

You quickly excused yourself and you ran down the hall in the storage room where you and Ellie would always meet each other.

Holy shit.

She had a girlfriend? What? You thought she liked you?

You and Ellie were never official, but you went on dates. You held hands. You kissed her for fucks sake. You were the other women. Ellie didn't care for you as much as you thought. She was using you.

You heard the door handle of the storage room rattle. You looked up and you quickly wiped away your tears: "Ellie?" You questioned, with a hopeful voice.

"No it's me!" You heard Dina’s voice yelled back. "Ellie went home with her girlfriend so you'll have to take her shift"

You let out a sigh as you felt the tears flow freely once again.

 You were supposed to be mad at her. You were supposed to hate her. But you called out for her? You would never admit it out loud but you were actually waiting for her. You were waiting for Ellie to come and apologize and to say that this was all a misunderstanding.  You silently sat there crying.

 You were the other women.

Am I a masochist, resisting urges to punch you in the teeth?

Call you a bitch and leave?

Why did I come here? To sit and watch you stare at your feet?

What was the plan? Absolve your guilt and shake hands?

If you truly hated Ellie like you claimed you did, you wouldn't have opened your apartment door that night.

That one faithful evening in September, when you heard a knock on your door.

“Who the fuck could that be?” you muttered to yourself as you got up from bed rubbing your eyes.

You look over to your phone if see it's 1:00am. You yawned as you walked to the front door. You opened it and your eyes were met with the girl who broke your heart all those months ago.

 The girl you thought you would be spending the rest of your life with.

She looked at you, her normally neat hair was a messy, dark circles under her eyes.

god you thought you looked bad.

"What are you doing here Ellie?" You asked.

She could've come to you a long time ago and suddenly she shows up? What does she want? Does she want to get back together? Is she here to beg for forgiveness?

 "Jesse told me that you were serious when you said you wanted to work the night shift" she spoke, as she brought her right hand up to awkwardly scratch the back of her neck.

 You didn’t know if you wanted to punch her or kiss her.

 Ellie’s gaze fell down to her feet and the two of you were surrounded by silence.

Since when is it so quite at 1 in the morning?

"Why are you here?" You finally asked again.

Ellie looked up at you once again. She hesitated. She opened and closed her mouth a couple of times. The words weren't coming out.

‘she's so fucking pathetic’ you thought to yourself.

 "Are you here to apologize? To make yourself feel better?", you spoke again.

Ellie looked taken aback, her facial expression morphed into a face of confusion? Hurt? You couldn't tell.

"I love you-" Ellie started, you let out a laugh even before she could finish.

"If you loved me, why was I the other women?" You questioned.

Ellie fell silent. She stared at you. She was at a loss for words. How could you say such a thing? You knew nothing about her situation. You didn't know that she can Cat had been in a loveless relationship for years. You didn't know how much she loved you. You didn't know how alive you made her feel.

Ellie was brought back to reality when you spoke: "You can't even fucking speak to me".

You let out a sigh as you took a step back to close the door. Ellie’s large hand reached out to try and stop it, but you were too quick. You closed the door in her face. Ellie put her forehead against your front door as tears streamed down her cheeks. She heard your voice from behind the door:

"You are such a fucking bitch Williams"

Ellie turned away from your door, her hand gripping her shirt as she started sobbing.

Loud sounds of crying filled the quite streets of Jackson as Ellie stood at your door realizing that she lost you.

I feel no need to forgive, but I might as well

But let me kiss your lips, so I know how it felt

Pay for my coffee and leave before the sun goes down

Walk for hours in the dark, feeling all hell

"I think I should start working the night shift" you told Jesse one morning.

"dude I thought you hated it"

You went quite for a moment. You did hate it. But you couldn't stand working another shift looking at Ellie. Even being in her presence made your heart yearn for her. If feels like you've been starved for years without Ellie’s touch. And you fear that even if your finger just lightly touched her you'd lose your mind.

 You already felt guilty enough when you found out Ellie had a girlfriend, you didn't want to make a fool out of yourself by confessing your undying love to her.

You walked out of Jesse's office and into the locker room. Ellie was in there. You walked right past her, going to your locker you quickly pulled out your bag.

"Wait our shifts are starting right now, where are you going?" She questioned.

"I'm working the night shift from now on" you replied as you made your way to the door. You felt so cold hand grab your wrist and when you turned around and you were met with Ellie’s pleading eyes.

"If you work night shift I won't be able to see you" she spoke softly.

You forcefully removed your arm from Ellie’s grip.

"go see your fucking girlfriend"

You turned away from Ellie, walking to the door and you stopped. It was as if your feet were glued to the floor. You slowly turned around to face Ellie once again.

"I'll never be able to forgive you" you muttered softly and you looked at the girl you had so much love for.

"Please try" Ellie begged.

"I'll leave her" Ellie quickly reasoned with you, to make you stay.

You shook your head as you dropped your bag onto the floor. You made your way towards Ellie as you once again muttered “I can't fucking forgive you" as you wrapped your arms her neck, her lips soon crashed into yours.

The kiss was intense. You've been starved from Ellie, and this was your first taste in months.

Teeth crashing into each other, heavy breathes filled the room, and hands were roaming.

You pulled away and you looked at Ellie for the last time.

Her eyes blown wide, her lips swollen her chest rapidly rising.

 You once again moved from her grip as you picked up your bag.

You stood the door once more. Before you walked out the door you turned to Ellie one last time, giving her a small "I love you" was the last words she ever spoke to you.

Don't hold your breath, forget you ever saw me at my best

You don't deserve what you don't respect

Don't deserve what you say you love and then neglect

Now bite your tongue, it's too dangerous to fall so young

Take back what you said

Can't lose what you never had

You don't even know why you're upset. Why were you so fucking depressed over a relationship that never even happened?

All you do is fantasize over a relationship that wasn't even real.

What you could've been. And you know you were being delusional when you thought you had a chance with her, and yet you still fell for her.

But we all learn the hard way don't we?

You can't be sad over something that wasn't even yours to being with.

All you had to do was suck it up and get to work. You'd eventually get over Ellie. And you'd be happy again, right?

As much as you try to convince yourself, you aren't so sure you can see a happy life without Ellie.

The girl you thought was your soulmate.

You got a 9-to-5, so I'll take the night shift

And I'll never see you again, if I can help it

In five years, I hope the songs feel like covers

Dedicated to new lovers

"Are you sure you want to take the night shift?" Jesse asked you one last time.

"I'm sure" you replied

Even though you hated the night shift it got you away from Ellie. You didn't have to see her at your workplace. You don't have to constantly be reminded about what the two of you could've been.

"Remember Ellie will come in at 9 tomorrow" Jesse yelled as he walked out the front door of the Café. He gave you a small wave, as the bell chimed when the door finally closed.

"yeah I know" you yelled back.

You hoped that one day you'd stop working the night shift.

 And maybe, just maybe you'd be able to move on from Ellie.

But till then you'd rather torture yourself than to be in the same room as Ellie fucking Williams.

Authors note: guess who disappeared and whos suddenly back again? obviously me.... remember you are loved and to always be kind, my requests are always open

yours truly,

Zia<3

#ellie tlou #ellie williams #ellie the last of us #ellie tlou x reader #ellie tlou2 x reader #ellie williams blurb #ellie williams drabble #ellie williams fanfic #ellie williams fanfiction #ellie williams imagine #ellie x reader #dark elli william #dark! ellie williams #ellie miller #ellie smut #ellie tlou2 #ellie williams angst #ellie williams fan fic #ellie williams fic #ellie williams fluff #ellie williams headcanons #ellie williams hcs #ellie williams one shot #ellie williams oneshot #ellie williams the last of us #ellie williams tlou2 #ellie williams tlou #ellie williams x fem reader #ellie williams promlt #ellie williams x female reader

[xreader-writing]

Your versions | Ben Hargreeves

Sumarry – Ben Can't Understand What 'Old Ben' Had That He Doesn't.

Pairing – Sparrow!Ben Hargreeves x Umbrella!Reader | Word Count – 919

A/N – This has season 3 spoilers!♡ English is not my first language, so I'm sorry for any mistakes.

"Why this sad face?" Kluas Says sitting at the table where Ben is.

"Why does Y/n hate me so much?" Ben says half drunk and Klaus scoffs.

"Why do you think?" Klaus laughs and Ben looks at the table where Y/n and five are.

"Did she hate the 'Other Ben' too?"

"Oh no, she loved him more than anything," Klaus says and takes a sip of champagne.

"But we're talking the 'Old Ben' isn't it." Ben says mockingly.

"Can you imagine how hard it is to lose someone twice?" Klaus says and Ben frowns.

"He died so young and they were so in love." Klaus smiles as he remembers the young couple.

"I could see him after he died and he would always say how much he wanted to touch her and how much he wanted to confess to her, but that was impossible." He smiles sadly.

"And now here we are, she's facing the love of her life but it's not him, can you imagine that?" Ben looks at Y/n's table again, who is downing a glass along with Five.

"Y/n is the best of us, so I wish you wouldn't hurt her." Klaus says patting Ben on the shoulder and leaving.

After those words from Klaus, Ben has to admit he got thoughtful after all, what the fuck did this "outher Ben" have that he doesn't?

So when Ben saw Y/n get up and go to the elevator, he saw the perfect chance to ask her directly.

"Wait!" Ben says putting his hand on the door so it doesn't close.

He looked at Y/n and she looked at him with a serious expression "I wonder if she looked at the 'other Ben' like that too."

"But of course not, he was perfect." He thinks aloud as he enters the elevator.

"What did you say?" Y/n serious question.

"Nothing, I didn't say anything." Ben says standing next to her.

He was a little drunk, but maybe not drunk enough to ask the questions he wanted to ask her.

Ben was so thoughtful that he didn't even notice when the elevator stopped and the doors opened, so he decided to follow Y/n as she exited the elevator.

"Why are you following me?" Y/n asks turning around sharply.

"I don't want to fight ok, I just want to talk" Ben says raising his hands in acknowledgment.

"I do not want to talk to you." Y/n says starting to walk again.

"I bet you wouldn't say that to your Ben." When Ben says that, Y/n stops walking, and turns to face him.

"Stop talking about him." She says seriously to him.

"Turns out he's me!" Ben says in a louder tone.

"No, you're not my Ben, my Ben always thought of everyone, my Ben didn't mind being fucking number one!" Ben looks puzzled at Y/n who is watering in his eyes.

Y/n sighs, running a hand over her face and sits on the floor and leans her head against the hallway wall.

"I'm sorry, I just…don't want to talk." She says closing her eyes.

Ben looks at her, and sighs too "Fuck it wasn't supposed to be like this." He thinks

Ben sits next to her with their shoulders almost touching.

"How... what was he like?" He'd asked this so many times, but he wanted to know her answer so badly.

"I think everyone has told you about him." Y/n says opening her eyes and looking at him.

"But I want to see your vision of him." Y/n looks down at her feet and smiles slightly.

"He was the best person I've ever met, I could say anything to him, and he would never judge me, and he always listened to me and...was always there." Y/n says with a choked voice.

Ben listens intently with a sad expression.

"He always asked how my day was, even though we were spending the day together." Y/n says and lets out a giggle wiping the tears with her hands.

Ben looks down at his feet, and all he can hear is Y/n's sniffles, and it hurts so bad.

"How…how was your day?" Ben says quietly and Y/n looks at him in surprise.

"You do not have to do this." She says looking at him.

"I want to do this, please just... let me do this." Y/n closes her eyes again smiling slightly.

"I think I had a bad day." Y/n says still with her eyes closed.

"I bet that Ben didn't help much." Ben says analyzing her face, and smiles to see her smile more.

"God, she's so beautiful."

"Oh he's not as bad as he looks." She says and the two laugh.

After a while of silence, Ben feels Y/n lean her head on his shoulder.

"I know I'm not your Ben but-" Ben starts but is interrupted by Y/n.

"Stop saying that, you are who you should be." Y/n says, and Ben feels his eyes water.

"I'm sure he loved you as much as you loved him." He says softly and Y/n smiles.

"I think I will always love all of your versions." Y/n says closing his eyes and Ben smiles more.

"Even the worst?"

"Mostly him"

#ben hargreeves #ben hargreeves x reader #the umbrella academy #the umbrella academy x reader

[starlight-bread-blog]

I Watched The First Two Episodes of Hazbin Hotel

Overall I wasn't bored. It's a fun show from the little I've seen. I have thoughts and notes I'd like to give so here's how this is gonna go:

🔵 Is for things I liked/would like to be expanded upon in the show's future.

🔴 Is for things I disliked ranging from nitpicks and just general critisisms.

Whenever something about Angel Dust's trauma I will come up, I'll mark "————" at the beginning & ending so you can avoid the topic if you'd like.

So let's dive right in!<3

🔴 I am so confused. This is narrarated by Charlie. And her goal is to redeem sinners so they can enter Heaven to save their lives. But she also knows that Heaven doesn't kill sinners to stop over-population, it's just plain evil. So, what are we doing here again?

🔴 This is the first time her relationship with her father is mentioned in the show. And it's done though a joke made by Alastor in a commercial he made. (Also, how would he know about Charlie's "daddy issues"? This isn't common knowledge as far as I know).

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🔴 WHAT THE FUCK? I'M SORRY. WHAT THE FUCK? I hate being this negative in the beginning but WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK. I don't want to discuss this line any more than the shock I felt while hearing it. Next.

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🔴 Everyone already talked about how the camera work is crap and I agree. But here's an idea: If they wanted to make something grandiose, why not make a classic musical number that's completely unrealistic, and then make the reality of Hell clash with it?

🔴 This scene could be cut off mostly entirely. The point here is to show how awful Adam is, and the second the talking's over, we get a better song that does just that.

🔵 At first I was gonna make this a critisism, but all it did was making me ask questions, which is good in a first episode. This has me wondering about the characterization of Heaven and how it came to be. I can accept them being a shitty bureaucracy who only appear good, but this is some Saturday Morning Cartoon villian stuff. I'm very curious about this.

🔵 Niffty couldn't say her lines and just stared at the camera and was completely unaware of the fact that she did a shitty job. How come? I wonder what they'll do with it.

🔴 This is edited. The scene didn't go like this. We cut from the hotel to the Vees before we see Alastor's counter-attack. They cut to a really long section of the episode, in the middle of something that could be dealt with in a second. I wasn't as invested as I could have been in the introduction of the Vees, because I kept waiting to come back to Alastor.

🔵 I'd like to know why Charlie is so naive. Optimistic? Yeah, makes sense. But naive? Now that's interesting to know. She clearly goes outside and sees how sinners aren't the safest people (ie Happy Day in Hell), so you think that spending eternity with them would get her acquainted with the culture and make her adjust her behaviors. But she's still looking at the guy who just tried to kill her and goes "Oh, hello again". I'm dying to know why she's like that.

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🔵 I see where this is going<3 Despite it all, Angel Dust clearly still loves acting. So when he'll escape Val, he'll show his theatrical side by improvising and acting for Charlie<3

🔵 Despite Angel Dust not adoring the hotel, it's very much a safe place for him. A safe the Vees, from Valentino. Now, someone who worked for them just a second before getting discovered, is in. Can't wait to see more of this.

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🔵 I liked the rivalry of Alastor and Vox. I liked how Vox is this perfect big shot, yet crumbles about Alastor when he's barely trying. Definitely a highlight.

To Summarize...

🔴 6 negatives 🔵 6 positives

I enjoyed myself a fair bit. Most of the negatives are either nitpicks or won't matter in five eps. It had some flaws but it's a start.

#AAAAA #hazbin is out!! #hazbin hotel critical #anti hazbin hotel #really just tagging because the stans scare me lmao #not an anti #hazbin hotel critique #hazbin hotel criticism #anti vivziepop #vivziepop critical #vivziepop criticism #vivziepop critique #spindlehorse critical #spindlehorse criticism #spindlehorse toons critical #anti spindlehorse #spindlehorse critique

[jjkhz]

[CANCELLED] Flawless (1)

pairing: Yandere JJK x f dancer reader

words: 1.8k [This chapter is pretty short]

reading time: 10 minutes

warnings: stalking, blood, alcohol, yandere, obsession, manipulation, death, smut, drugs, rape, blades, domestic violence, psychological issues, emotional abuse and more can occur.

summary: In an alternate world, where everyone has a soulmate mark when they turn 18, it can be magical or not so much. Y/n has always wanted a soulmate, the thought of it makes her so happy! But when the day comes, everything in her life starts to change.

[it's my first time writing a fanfiction so I'm very sorry for mistakes, please enjoy and send feedback<3]

You never thought that your life will get such a turn. It feels like yesterday when you were crying about not making it and studying last minute for the finals. You have never been a big 'study' person, you prefer to spend time with your friends or on your hobbies. Even though your exam results weren't the best, you still somehow got in your dream university.

Maybe it's fate? or the universe heard your pretty last minute begging. It could be the both options but for now, it doesn't matter. Because right now, at this very moment, your two bestfriends- Rina and Yerin, were whining as they were helping you with your bags and luggages.

"Y/N which dorm is yours?? I really can't do this anymore" Yerin groaned while dragging your white big luggage on her left hand while your big backpack on her back aswell a small bag of snacks that your mom made you take.

"It should be this one" you said while scanning the door number before quickly glancing on your device for confirmation.

Rina smiled and quickly came closer to the dorm door, resting her back on the wall while letting go of a bit smaller luggage. You took the dorm key from your pocket before sliding in and turning it, smiling with relief as you opened the door.

Finally you are here, in your dream university dorms. Smiling big as your eyes scanned your new 'home'. Small open- kitchen on the right, the living room straight away from the kitchen and a small hallway with 3 doors.

Your thoughts were ruined as Yerin sighed heavily before moving you out the way so she can finally take the stuff in and collapse on the floor. You scoff at her before following her in, placing your bags and stuff on the floor. Rina came in before closing the door as she looks around, small smile on her lips.

"Wow it's pretty great for a dorm" she chuckles as she takes her shoes off, running towards the sofa to lay on it.

Yerin and you copy her movements as you three rest on the soft seat. You closed your eyes as you rested for a bit before you heard a door opening, quickly opening your eyes to focus on the door.

A boy with brown hair walking in with his bags. He was wearing a blue shirt with black pants while running his fingers through his bangs as his eyes landed on you, a soft smile appearing on his lips. You quickly stand up with the girls to softly bow towards the boy, as he does the same.

"Hello, uhm… I think you got the wrong dorm" Yerin says as politely she can while looking at the boy. "Wrong dorm? But isn't this dorm number 34?" He says with a soft chuckle while looking at Yerin.

Your eyes widened a bit before quickly looking at the girls 'a male roommate???' you whispered to the girls as they had the same expression as you. Is this right? a boy as a roommate? All this time you thought that you will get a new friend, a girl as your roommate since usually the same genders share a dorm, but oh boy was you wrong.

You felt a pair of eyes on you as you turned towards the boy, biting your bottom lip slightly.

"There must be a-" "My name is Suho, nice to meet you" He said with a smile before stepping closer to you as he patted your shoulder. The fuck? Did he just interrupt me? You just stare at him before a deep sigh leaves your mouth as you speak.

"My name is Y/N, nice to meet you too" You said rather quietly as his smile grew bigger and his grip on your shoulder went tighter. Rina and Yerin noticed how uncomfortable you are so they grabbed your arm and went towards the bags and luggages. "Y/N let's unpack your stuff now, shall we?" Rina said awkwardly as she quickly grabbed your bags and quickly went towards the hallway into a random room on the right. You took a luggage and followed her as Yerin quickly came with you, not wanting to stay with the rather weird male alone. 

He chuckles as a smirk appears on his lips, staring at the hallway as he slowly approaches his stuff, taking it as he goes to the leftover empty room.

"No but… There should be a mistake..!" You said while panicking a little. There is no way you will go a whole year with that creepy boy as your roommate. 

"I already checked and nothing is wrong, Please don't bother me again since I'm very busy" The old lady says annoyingly while keeping her eyes on the computer, playing Scrabble on it. You groan as you turn over to walk back to the campus. I guess there's nothing left to do but to just give it a try and get to know him. You thought to yourself, as you stepped closer to the campus.

As you enter the campus, your eyes land on two people moving in, eyes spotting two green marks on their wrists. Soulmates. Oh how you want to meet yours, so you can feel the spark that your grandma won't stop talking about. The feeling of power going through your veins when you touch them, the sweet smell that only you can take in when your soulmate is near, the happiness you will feel just when you touch your soulmate and the most important, the love you will feel. Everyone says it's the most powerful thing in this world, on this planet. The soulmate love is to die for, to risk for. You smile to yourself before you find yourself already in your dorm, taking your boots off. 

You put the jacket away before going to your room, closing the door as you find the last cardboard box on the floor, full of books. You take the books out and place them all on the shelf, as you sit on the bed, grabbing your laptop so you can see your schedule this week. Only one class tomorrow, at 9am? Who the fuck made this timetable. You groan as you check the time, 10pm. Time goes by so fast, just a moment ago you were begging the old lady to change your roommate which was no use at all. I should just go to bed to clear my mind…

You think as you move the laptop away and switch to comfy clothes as you start to walk towards the bathroom but stop when you see a light in the bathroom. Hell no, I won't brush my teeth with him. You quickly run back to your room, making sure the door is closed as you turn the light off and make yourself comfortable under the covers, feeling the weight of tiredness in your eyes as you enter the dream land.

Oh Y/N you look so pretty sleeping like that, i just can't wait to touch you again.

You enter the big dance studio as you place your bag on the floor, grabbing your water bottle from the bag as you place it beside the bag. You then stand up as you eye the people who are already waiting for the class to start and the people who walk in. You smile at them as a hello before you grab the hairband from your wrist and make a ponytail, using the big mirror to check if it's alright before you see an older man in his 30s walk in the centre of the studio. You quickly sat down beside your classmates, beside two girls who eye you. 

"Hello and welcome everyone! My name is Mr.Kim and i will be the 'professor' for the dance classes" he laughs while eyeing the youngsters."Today, for the start, I will make random pairs who have to make a choreography to a song I chose. I will send the song link to everyone as you guys please check if you get the message while I announce the pairs."

You swear under your breath as you eye your bag by the wall which is so far away so you just decide to listen to the pairs that the dance coach is reading out loud.

"Seungmin and Lei…. Hoseok and Y/N…."

You quickly look around to find a boy who could be named Hoseok as you find a boy, standing up and looking around as your eyes meet his. A big heart shaped smile appears on his face as he walks towards you as you stand up. 

"Are you Y/N?" he asks you with a soft smile as you smile back and nod, catching the happiness in his eyes. "Wow that was fast" he giggles with you as you both switch phone numbers to do the dance project together. As you were dialling your phone number to his phone, he was eyeing your body. "Hey i know it can be personal but, where is your soulmate mark?" he asks while keeping his eyes on you. 

You bring your head up to look at him as you smile "I'm still 17, I will turn 18 in two weeks" He opens his mouth slightly as he nods. You glance at his body as you ask "Where is yours?" you move your eyes back to his as he softly smiles. "it's on my thigh, i met her about 5 months ago" his smile grows bigger at the thought of his soulmate as you smile with him. 

About an hour later, you were walking back to the dorms. Listening to some music with your headphones as you looked around the city, catching a bakery. Getting some fresh bread wouldn't hurt, you thought as you walked towards the bakery. You opened the door and made your way to the counter, eyeing the different kinds of delicious looking cakes and breads. You kept looking at them as a blonde boy landed his eyes on you, smiling "Hello! What can I get for you today?" you looked up to the blonde boy, his soft cheeks coming out as he smiled at you. You smile back at him as you order two white breads. You paid and left with them.

While you were walking out, a black haired boy couldn't take his eyes off of you. Staring through you and your soul as he lost you from the sight when you went back towards the campus.

"Jungkook, what are you looking at? the girl?" Jimin asks with a small laugh as he leans towards the counter, looking at the younger.

 "She was so pretty" The younger one says to himself quietly while still staring outside of the window.  The blonde boy heard him and chuckled "She is, yeah". When the older boy said it, the younger moved his eyes to Jimin, emotionless. Jimin noticed and got quiet, biting his bottom lip "Jungkook, I'm sorry" Jungkook just nodded and slowly moved his gaze back to the window.

i will find you again.

CHAPTER 2

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[erenxfrieda]

Hi <3 are you taking requests? If so, could i request some headcanon/senarios of yandere!five x yandere!reader? I love the manipulative reader series you did and imagine this version to be alittle similar with a dynamic sorta similar to joe and love from the netflix show 'you'.

When five first meets reader she comes across nieve but sweet and he falls for her innocence and kindness towards him. Shes always looking out for him and supporting him and he cant help but wanna protect her. Hes so preoccupied with spending time with her, scaring off any looks from other men and taking advantage of her kindness that he doesnt relise that the waitress at the cafe they went to together last weekend who had written her number on the inside of the napkin she gave to five when giving him and you your coffee has mysteriously gone missing..

He wonders if your just too innocent to really understand what hes saying when he vaguely admits hes done terrible things and you respond with a flippant 'me too' with a smile, little does he know you understand completely.

so i had some researchers about those two from 'you' series and now I'm interested in it!! anon, thank you ~

Five couldn't take his eyes off you.

For someone who is so good at controlling his emotions, he seems to have forgotten how he should behave in such situations.

Something about your pretty figure made him truly have an interest in you, forget about his job, about the obligation to be the hero in this story and spend another sleepless nights trying to save everyone.

And he definitely doesn't need to keep staring at you like that. Come on Number Five, you've got a lot to do and you're a very busy man, just turn away and start doing your work— Oh, fuck, now you noticed.

Five's heart beats faster when he sees your gaze directed right at him and his first reaction was to quickly look away and pretend that he was looking at the clock or just zoning out, while you, by a lucky chance, were just in front of him.

'Just a coincidence' , he justifies himself.

He grumbles, muttering something under his breath, until he finally turns away, trying to fully concentrate on his business and try to ignore that cute picture of your face in his head, your pleasant voice when you ask him to help you with something so simple, light touches on his shoulder when...

The sound of clicking pen is so loud that it's probably already getting on the nerves of his colleagues nearby, but he didn't care what they thought, when all he could think now was you.

You stand so close next to your work colleague that your hands can barely touch their body. You look happy, and Five genuinely enjoys the fact that you can stay in a good mood in any situation. That's why he works so hard for you. One of his main points is to keep watching the people he love are safe.

But could you step back for a couple of meters, please? The second, more jealous side of him is louder in his head and telling him not just to watch, but these are just simple work conversations during a break, right?

Five believes you, he is ready to trust you completely, but the people around you are not reliable and after all those years of his long, eventful life, he knows that every potential person that you meet can actually harm you.

Therefore, as your hero, he is obliged to intervene and protect you, the love of his heart, like a beautiful and not quite young prince, from a big and terrible villain.

You hear a noise behind you and a bright short flash of blue appears for a moment, which makes you smile slightly, already knowing what will happen.

You're holding a cup of coffee and you make an confused, surprised face as you turn around to look at Five, then give him your usual bright smile.

The person with who you just had conversation seems to be just as confused, but now for real, when they see Number Five in front of them, still as gloomy as usual.

Five comes closer to you, his hand resting on your interlocutor's shoulder and squeezing suspiciously tight, with a forced smile on his face that made the other person swallow nervously.

“Sorry friend, I hope you don’t mind if I steal them for a while?” 5 says, smugly grinning.

“Actually, we are—” the person starts, before Five interrupts them.

“Great,” he answers casually, focusing his attention at you instead, smile drops immediately as soon as he turns away from them.

Five is not even trying to listen to what they wanted to say, he quickly grabs your hand and blinks away, not bothered by what others will thought about this scene. Old man had enough of sharing you with everyone else today, now it's his time to be with you.

You almost stumble after this unexpected act of jealousy from Number Five, and his hand holds yours tighter, preventing you from falling.

A soft sighs comes from you when you notice that man's arms were held protectively around your waist.

“Please, warn me when you try something like that next time,” you lean closer to Five, trying to calm him down.

“I will,” he rolls his eyes. “If only you will promise me not to be all day around those idiots.”

You laugh at his words, appreciating his overprotective behavior towards you and only nod at him, which causes a soft satisfied purr from Five.

“Okay, okay,” you try to reassure him and give him a soft kiss on the corner of his lips. “ The same goes for you.”

Five just closes his eyes, resting his forehead against yours, enjoying the time he can spend with you and only you alone. He didn't think twice before giving his answer, just quietly mutters : “Deal”.

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You love this old man so much, but sometimes you wonder if he does it on purpose?

Does he have to smile like that at every waitress in the cafe?

Should he call every woman he meets as 'dear?'

Does he have to stare at every woman named Delores? I thought you two go through this line a long time ago.

This might be just his politeness or the ghosts of his past, but it makes you clench your teeth in anger, every time you sit on your goddamn place trying to pick an order in this stupid shit hole.

You bite the inside of your cheek as you try to ignore the conversation around you, concentrating, or at least trying to focus your attention on the clock, counting seconds before your order arrives.

“How much longer do we have to wait?” you ask impatiently.

“Are you in a hurry, hun?” Five turns his gaze to you and smiles slightly.

You smile back at him and shake your head, resting your cheek on your hand as you look at him.

“I'm just so tired...” you say sweetly, sighing, to make your words more sounds like truth. “Can't we just take our order and go home instead?”

Five is silent for a moment, as if trying to see whether your words are true. But after a few seconds, he leans closer to you and tucks a strand of your hair behind your ear.

“If you really tired then let's go home.” he gets up from his seat to come and pick up your order.

You just nod and silently follow his every action with your eyes, watching from afar. You wanted to find any reason to leave as soon as possible, trying to exclude any attempts by that annoying waitress who is trying to get close to your lover.

And it was so fucking difficult to control yourself from grabbing that terribly hot coffee from her hands and just splashing it all over her face when you notice those obvious attempts to flirt with your Number Five.

You blink once, then again, interrupting your disturbing thoughts. No, you shouldn't have to think like that, you convince yourself. What will Five think if he saw you like this?

Your slight smile slowly fades from your face and you look rather bored, tilting your head slightly, deciding not to disturb this sweet conversation between the two.

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You were glad to be able to spend a good night next to your lover. Every moment of peace and quiet with Five was very dear to you, especially if it meant that somehow you were able to put this poor guy to sleep.

His hands always holding tightly onto your body, as if afraid to let go and at one moment wake up without seeing you next to him. You were dozing, head pressed against Five's chest, listening to his rapid heartbeat. You was so close to fall asleep again until you felt his hand slowly rubbing circles on your back as if trying to calm his nerves.

Slowly lifting your head up, you look at him with half-open eyes, silently asking what made him so worried in the middle of the night. This was not new to you, it's easy to predict that he might have possible problems with his sleep, knowing how lonely and abandoned most of Five's life was.

“I didn't mean to wake you up,” he mumbles softly, trying to avoid talking to you. “Just go back to sleep, don't worry about me”.

You pout playfully at his words, wrapping your arms around his waist and closing your eyes, “Five,” you whisper. “You don’t have to hide everything from me. Please, tell me what's on your mind and it will get better, I promise”.

Five sighs tiredly and it makes you sure that he will try to open up to you tonight. You never forced it on him, expecting that eventually, someday, he would feel comfortable enough to share with you the things that catches his mind. Your attention was focused on what he might said while your eyes were still resting from a hard, long day.

“Sometimes I feel like I don't deserve you after all the shit I've done,” he curses, frowning slightly. “I'm not sure you even understand me.”

“Many people have done bad things in their entire lives, besides, you had no other chance, Five,” you suddenly say, looking perfectly calm. “And me too, actually. We should just move on from that”.

Five pauses for a moment, his eyes concentrated on your relaxed figure next to him, enjoying the warmth between your bodies. It seems like you didn't really think about what you were saying because of how sleepy you were, Five thinks, so he don't have any idea about the significance of your words, deciding that you, as always, were just trying to support him.

Did you feel bad for what you did? Maybe, after all, you were the same living person, you tend to feel at least a drop of compassion. But right now, you don't care. The only thing that matters right now is to be with the person you care about. It seems that tomorrow morning you should remind Number Five not to go to your favorite cafe tomorrow.

“Yeah, of course,” he says, totally not taking your words seriously as he pulls you closer towards himself, finally closing his eyes and trying to rest, ending this conversation. “ Now let's get some sleep, love”.

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[writingpei]

wicked games (l.m.) - chapter thirteen

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pairing: lee minho x reader genre: academic rivals to lovers wc: 3.5k words

feels like we only go backwards

“can i have one more americano?”

"no"

“pleaaase” he sulks in his seat.

“only when you do number 7”

the tutoring sessions took place in the cafe, where hyunjin lazily hunched over the counter in the less busy hours of the establishment, and she gave lessons and tips in a light whisper while heating the milk for the cappuccinos. he didn't mind the shift from the library to the cafe, from the silence to the rumble and cutlery clattering on plates, from the smell of old books to the smell of muffins and coffee that hung in the air. hyunjin also liked to get a discount on his drinks and watch her work, the dynamicity of her movements that contrasted violently with the static and empty view of her across the table where they always sat in the library

the physics test is approaching and a rumble forms in y/n's stomach. with work every day after school, your time to study has been reduced considerably. even if he helped hyunjin study, it was never as effective as her hours locked in her room doing exercises until her hand hurt. she believed in her capabilities, however, and the threat of minho overtaking her, feared as it was, still wasn't exactly expected to happen.

"girl?" even so, nothing could stop her mind from traveling unprecedentedly so you can imagine the idiotic smile that would form on his expression if he won, and the fluttering in her heart fueled by the urge to slap it out of his face. "did you listen to me?"

the lady with her hair tied perfectly with the designer bag falling off her shoulders was looking at her with an apparent frown, and the hostility in the air around her made y/n wake up from the trance she was shamefully in.

“yes, i heard” she flashed a painfully forced smile and showed the notepad with the macchiato order smeared on the blank page. “a macchiato with cinnamon”

the woman crosses her arms and looks her up and down, as if she couldn't catch her redhanded.

“make it lactose intolerant free” is all she says before heading to the waiting area, and it's only when she takes her eyes off her figure that y/n realizes how dull her hard, snobbish look was.

instinctively, her eyes searched for hyunjin who was already looking at her from the corner of his eye.

“rich middle aged women” is all he says to her as she walks over to get the oat milk.

“do your exercises, you get too distracted” sometimes she considers demanding a hyunjin raise for not only being his tutor but also his babysitter. the time she started to spend with the boy was much longer than she originally expected and the banality of his presence in her everyday life scared her.

“oh my god, y/n! i'm taking a break, okay? can i have that americano now?”

“you've been taking a break for the past 30 minutes and, once again, no” she rolls her eyes already feeling her patience being cut short as she added the cinnamon to the order of the woman who tapped her foot on the floor as if she wasn't waiting for just 3 minutes.

“it wasn't 30 minutes, you are so dramati-” he fell silent as he took his cell phone out of his backpack to check the time and his eyes widened. "need to go! my training starts soon”

he starts to gather his things as she just rolls her eyes one more time and hands the coffee cup to the frowning woman, who finally walks away.

“you know” she starts saying as soon as she goes back to where he was sitting. “the weight of always being right is starting to make my back hurt” she says just to annoy the boy, which she's been doing a lot lately, as she's been avoiding her old punching bag like he had the plague.

“what the fuck is wrong with you this past week?” he asked visibly offended, looking uncannily like the woman who'd answered.

“pent up frustration and lots of entitlement” she shrugs in his direction and proceeds to wipe down the counter.

“i know something you can do to apologize to me!” he exclaims out of nowhere, as if he just remembered something.

“i don't remember the part where i apologized to you in the first place” a frown appears on the girl's face.

“do you want to come to my next game this saturday?” the smile is soon back on his face as if it never left in the first place, and she almost takes a step back from his overwhelming animation. when hyunjin starts talking about basketball, he never stops talking. she found this out the hard way.

“um…” she starts to think about how to refuse, but he got her the job. and pays her every week for classes where she doesn't have to do much. and a friendship, strange and unwanted, but a friendship. "i will see what i can do. i'm going to have to start attending student council meetings so i don't know if i'll have a lot of time in the week yet, but i'll try to make it”

an even bigger smile spread across his face and a wave of relief traveled through her body.

“with minho?” she is instantly alerted by the name rolling of hyunjin’s tongue so easily, reminding her of the boy she has been trying so hard to sink into the depths of her brain. “the meetings, i mean” he clarifies.

“uhmm, yeah, with him” she grimaces as she mentions something about him, even though she has purposely avoided saying his name aloud as if he is impure.

“try not to kill each other then. want to see you in the audience, huh” he bends down to pick up his sports bag from the floor and slings it over his shoulder. “and for the love of god, take some time to lighten up your mood because you're a mess”

“oh, now i really feel like going to the game” she never misses the chance to stike back sarcastically, but he's already walking away.

she starts to get nervous thinking about being alone in a room with minho since the last time this happened. things have been strange lately, mainly because of their meeting in the library.

she'd rather die than admit that minho's actions had any effect on her mood, but if she said otherwise, she'd know she was lying to herself and that was even worse. so a limbo of thoughts dominated her mind as she ran to the bathroom after he'd left her alone in the library and vigorously rubbed the place where he'd touched her wrist with soap and water to make sure he didn't stay in her skin. she could only be dirty, it didn't make sense for the spot to be marked on her senses like that or her heart was about to come out of her mouth.

when she realized that nothing she did could lessen the feeling, she just floated to her plan b and started avoiding him. she came to that conclusion because the unfamiliar tickling feeling in her stomach blossomed once more when she saw him the day after the incident, and she felt on the verge of a meltdown.

was she becoming the kind of person she herself despised most of all? she couldn't say, mostly because even she couldn't explain what she was feeling and why she felt like she was losing touch with herself, being so disturbed just by the ghost of his fingers on her skin.

she couldn't even allow herself to think about how delicate they felt, the exact opposite of what she expected from someone as ungracious and crude as the boy.

which is why she's been avoiding him these past few days, however much she can't get away from the burning memory of his insolent face in her head.

and now he was in front of her.

his perfect hair and white sleeved blouse that reached his elbows made her face feel hot. hot with rage. the reality of having to work with him until the end of the year dawned on her shoulders. she just resorts to sitting opposite him in the great room, crossing her arms and refusing to look his way. confusion over feelings she couldn't understand was quickly turning to anger.

he, on the other hand, could only look at her. minho didn't feel shy at all, and he definitely wasn't shy about facing her even from afar.

the time she avoided him, he did the exact opposite, or at least, he wanted to. he knew that something had changed since that moment when they were alone in the library, and he spent every silent day wishing that she would appear in front of him and treat him as if nothing had happened in the first place, as if it had just been all in his head, some perverse wish that had become confused with reality inside his mind.

but minho wasn't one to chicken out and reality was, quite literally, in front of him. she had her face on and it was that attitude of hers that was never fun.

“so” sooyoung, the high school secretary says as she enters the room which was covered in an air of silence. “i see you two are already interacting…” she says with a tone of humor but neither of them reacts, her eyes on the floor and his eyes on her like a hawk, silently hoping she will look up at him, even if he know that she wouldn't. “ok… the first task they want you to work on is organizing study groups before exams. the school wants to promote an environment of companionship”

she waits for one of the two to speak up, but once again only silence answers her. she takes a deep breath and sits down on a chair in the middle of the room, between the two of them.

“listen, you guys need to help each other. you are in a very important position in the structure of the college that demands efficiency, and you will not succeed if you refuse to acknowledge each other's existence” but not even those words managed to elicit any kind of response. sooyoung takes another deep breath and stands up, clutching the files she needed to hand them against her chest. “come with me, both of you”

the sound of her heels hitting the ground dominated the room and y/n was the first to get up and follow her, tossing her hair to the side and not bothering to give minho any kind of glance. once she starts walking he wastes no time walking after her, frustration building in his chest with the inexplicable desperation of the desire to make her look at him.

sooyoung opens a door in the middle of the hallway revealing a small room with shelves filled with documents and school files.

“i want you to go in there and find something for me,” she says simply, holding the door open.

y/n looks at her for a few seconds with narrowed eyes before taking the first step into the room, and minho trusts her judgment blindly and follows in her footsteps.

“what do you need us to find-” she starts to say as soon as she turns to face sooyoung in the door, but it is quickly closed and the sound of a key being turned in the doorknob is almost like a symphony of death.

y/n felt her heart drop out of her chest and she runs to the door and tries to open it vigorously, but it doesn't budge. of course, it is obvious that it does not open. she leans her forehead against the door and closes her eyes tightly, hoping that this isn't happening.

with the door closing, the light has gone too, and they are consumed by a spreading darkness. she can't feel minho at her back, can't hear him. would he touch her one more time? the thought made her skin crawl and heat rise to her cheeks. lightly, the sound of his breathing comes in her ear with a strange gentleness coming from him, and a wave of light spreads out.

“i found the light” he says softly, right behind her.

she turns and leans her back against the door, putting her hands over her eyes and taking a deep breath. "this isn't happening, this isn't happening, this isn't-"

“it's happening” minho interrupts her abruptly, choosing to lean back against one of the shelves. “what a shame…” he crosses his arms and looks up.

“you don't seem all that affected by it” is the first time she's spoken to him, and it seems that venom escapes along with her words.

“it's because i'm not” he gives her a matter-of-factly look.

“oh, shut your mouth, minho” she rolls her eyes and walks out of his field of vision. as small as the room was, the shelves separated it considerably, and she walks to the last one.

"actually, i won't" he replies, feeling the nerves getting to his skin too. her steps are light even where she is. “how were your last few days, huh?”

a frown appears on her face, as much from his having followed her as from the confusion of the question.

“what the hell do you even mean, minho?” she crosses her arms and looks at him with a judgmental look hoping he would stop approaching, but he wouldn't and wouldn't and wouldn't until he was close, close enough for her to notice the undone button on his white shirt that it's not supposed to be giving a more extensive view of his skin down to his neck, but her gaze quickly rises to his face with a bit of reluctance, afraid she's been caught in a forbidden act.

“these past days you've been avoiding me” he clarifies, running a hand through his hair and leaning over the shelf next to her so she can't get out of there. “you think i don’t know when you avoid me?”

“do you pay that much attention to me like that, minho? how pathetic. i doubt you don't have anything better to worry about than just being obsessed.” her arms drop from their crossed position and she turns to face him. she wouldn't run away, least of all from lee minho.

minho needs a few seconds to detach himself from the trance of looking into her eyes that seemed to be on fire, a hatred so pure that it made his heart hammer against his chest.

“how about you?” he responds like a spoiled child. “i can only imagine you running through the halls for days out of fear of seeing me. don't you think that's pathetic enough?"

her face heats up and her hands curl into fists, shame rising inside her chest because he was right. if she didn't care about him as she so wants to believe, she would have no reason to try to slip through his fingers, quite literally. or was it because…

“i did it because you are a lunatic!” she exclaims in an attempt to defend herself. “because i knew that if you saw me you… you…”

"me what?" he asks, exasperated. an inexplicable heat took over his body like an unknown disease. the sick search for some answer from her was almost as if whatever she said was going to answer something about himself.

“you were going to touch me again like you did in the library! you would get really close to me and say strange things! you should go to therapy urgently, minho, this is not normal behavior to have with a person you hate! with anyone even!” at some point in her speech, the passion and frustration rising in her head made her unconsciously move closer to him as if her words would get into his hollow head more easily, but when she came to herself their faces were just a few feet apart. inches away.

minho's breathing was now faster and he swallowed hard as his eyes reached her lips that were very close, too close. suddenly the uniform shirt was uncomfortable and was heating him up too much.

his breath is subtly shaky as he whispers to her “i don't hate you”.

she backs away, taking small steps until her back is against the wall creating distance between the two. the dim light from the single light bulb in the center of the room flickers slightly but then returns to normal, illuminating minho with a honey-yellow hue that makes his brown hair shine.

“how can this be, minho?” she whispers back in an exhausted tone. “so why have we been doing this for so long?”

he takes a deep breath, leaning his back against the shelf full of file boxes and runs his hand through his hair once more.

“don’t get me wrong” he starts after a long pause as if trying to get his thoughts together. “there are a lot of things about you that i don't like. your stubbornness, your inability to see beyond your own perspective, how you're so quick to judge and dismiss things without even trying to understand. and you are so mean as well-”

“do you want to make a list and give it to me or what, minho?” she explodes once more at him.

“your temperament too…” he sighs and stares at her deeply, making her become strangely self conscious as if she's being dissected by his eyes. “but i don't hate you, i just think you're easy to tease, and turns out i really like receiving reactions from people, it's not my fault you are so reactive”

“minho, you are pissing me off, shut up” she takes a deep breath and lets it out, but he doesn't back down.

“so why do you hate me?” he asks, ungluing himself from the shelf and stopping in front of it with a puzzled look.

“where do i start?” she says sarcastically but just looks up hoping that time is flying by and that soon sooyoung will come and get her out of that hell.

“i’m waiting” he says but she just rolls her eyes.

“because i hate you, minho. because i can't stand you, that's why” she replies exasperated.

“you hate me just for hating me? you're smart, y/n, i thought you could lie better than that,” he says, stepping closer little by little.

“why don’t you go fuck yourself, minho? you are so annoying, i can't stand to be around you!” when she exclaims the dim light takes hold completely and the dark consumes the room once more. she jumps slightly in fright at the sudden darkness, but soon remembers that lee minho is with her, and very close by the way. “if you come any closer you die, minho, i am not kidding”

she says that but she feels a warmth approach her face lightly, delicately, and when she hears him whisper a soft “boo” in her ear she takes a real fright and sinks even further against the wall she leans against until she feels him moving away once again.

the sound of the door opening startle her despite the light coming in is a relief.

“you were there for 20 minutes. already hate each other a little less?” sooyoung asks from the entrance and y/n wastes no time in pushing him out of the way with his shoulder in order to get out of that place as quickly as possible, but her arm is held and she is pulled in the opposite direction, facing him once again.

“what the hell do-” she starts to say but he cuts her off.

“give me your number” he says simply.

“what?” is all she can answer, but he is already taking a pen from his pants pocket and extending his forearm that is visible due to the sleeves.

“for us to organize things about the student council” he hands her the pen, but she makes no move to take it. “come on, take it here. what are you afraid of?”

the mocking smirk that appears on his face puts her nerves on edge again and she picks up her pen and wastes no time writing her number quickly on his skin, trying to ignore the fact that it's the only surface he had for her to write.

“do not bother me. ever.” is all she says before storming out of the small room like an escaped prisoner. she takes her cellphone out of her blazer pocket and quickly types to the only contact she usually texts.

y/n:

i'm going to your game, can you save me a spot in the stands?

any chance of being away from lee minho is a win for park y/n.

stay tuned for chapter 14! new chapters (almost) every sunday ☆

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[zuffer-weird-girl]

Hello!may i request an overhaul x shy reader, were overhaul and the shy reader meet a karen and the reader gets mad for the first time???

Here's an example- Kai and y/n go to a store to get food and cleaning supplies, everthing was all right until a woman bumped into kai. the woman looked at Kai and scoffed and said something that made him angry(kinda). when Kai said something rude back to the woman, the woman went insane and started to make Kai uncomfortable, y/n saw this and got angry(and maybe protective).

sorry if its confusing-

(A/n): no no, is not confusing at all! I actually loved your request :3 you guys probably got that my favorite trope is when (y/n) is comforting there character/defending them so-

You looked for the price tag of one bleach bottle Kai told you to look for and almost felt your soul leaving your body when you found the dammed numbers.

"Kai..." You called as he approached from behind and looked over your shoulder.

"You found it. That's impressive." He said nonchantly while taking it from your hands as you stared at him like he had grown a second head.

"You can't be serious. You're gonna spend all that on ONE bleach?"

"Why you sound so troubled with this? This product is the best to clean. Actually kill almost 90% of the bacteria. Trust me, I tested it."

"That's why you're almost bankrupt...." You mumbled in disappointment as he only glared at you before noticing you were just joking.

"Forgive me of I want a clean place to live then." He mumbled as you snorted.

"Is only this we have to grab or you need something else?"

"I need you to actually talk with the cashier." He smirked at your pout and at you slamming softly your forehead on his bicep "Oh please, I'm just joking. Is not the end for the world after all.."

"You're a meanie sometimes..." You mumbled as he chuffed.

You both were about to leave until a rather... irritated woman bumped into your boyfriend. The sudden intrusion of someone else already making you look down as Chisaki could only scoff and mutter something under his breath.

"What did you say?!" The woman suddenly sneered which made both of you widen your eyes and look back at her.

"Pardon?" Your boyfriend spoke, the coldness of his voice was enough to give you shivers but aparentemente to that lady jt only made her angrier.

"Don't go saying bullshit to me." She scoffed looking him up and down in disgust "filthy is your fucking parents to give birth to you. Frankly how can the police allow this kind of person to just walk in a public area?" She asked out loud and you frowned at her rudeness.

"Oh. Clearly I'm not the only one who was a disappointed. Look at your age and you are acting out like a spoiled child in the middle of a market. So mature." He spoke back, a finger sneaking his way inside of one of his gloves.

That was enough to make the woman to go berserk. She started to shout profanities at him like there was no tomorrow. Sucefully dragging the attention of other customer as you saw your boyfriend mentally heave a sigh that now with all the attention on him he couldn't do kuch as he only stared down at her in complex boredom.

The thing is... you knew Kai Chisaki. You knew him that by only looking at his eyes you saw how actually uncomfortable he was. He hated being the center of attention, he hated not being able to control a bad situation but the most important is how much he despised people shouting at him.

But when you saw her manicured finger just poking at his chest while chatting eh was a waste of society... you just apparently lost control. Because one minute you were behind him almost dying of shame of all the people watching....

And the other you were just in her front with a hand raised to give a harsh slap to that bitch's face.

She had just got out of guard when you blinked back to reality with a blink... you could feel all eyes on you as she stared at you in pure hatred and went to slap you back but you blocked it with your forearm and kicked her on her stomach to make her fall on her back.

"YOU BITCH! DO YOU EVEN KNOW WHO I AM?!"

"Aparently a waste of human garbage." You growled as you got closer to her while she shakily got up with a growl.

"Oh I see! You are one of these type of woman who rule on the relationship. How freacking pathetic-" she gasped when you grabbed her shirt.

"You listen here." You growled "we had and have to go through a lot of fucking shit while daddy's girls like you got all you wanted with a snap of your fucking fingers. I don't fucking care what you will say of me or just be a picky whore but if you EVER insult my boyfriend again... you will be found in seven different countries by tomorrow. Deep. Buried. In the fucking ground." You whispered the last sentence as she trembled while you slowly let go of her.

"I think you did enough." You gasped when you felt a gloved hand on your shoulder and immediately went red at finally noticing that your boyfriend had watched everything. "Shall we go now that this woman ended her performance of the year?"

You nodded shyly as you got to his side... only after leaving the market your actions came back to you as you muffled your screams on your hands while you both walked.

"I can't believe I did that!" You whined "I-I mean, I don't regret it but... ARGH! That was so embarrassing dear God!" You whined before you noticed he stopped only to look at him to saw the kost softest look your boyfriend carried.

"... I can't say it was appropriate what you have doen since you surely got more attention then necessary." You face palmed.

"Don't need to rub it please..." You sighed before you widen your eyes at how quick Kai had gotten close to you, lower his mask and place a kiss on your forehead, mumbling something on it. "W-What was that?"

"I said-" He sighed, not quite looking at you as a pink grew on his ears "Be more careful next time.... but thanks for... defending my honor.. darling."

You could feel your face heating up at the rare pet name as you let out a squeal and buried your face face in your hands while walking away from him.

"You do know I have the car's keys right?" He spoke nonchantly only to arch a eyebrow at you stomping over to him and snatching his car's keys away. "(Y/n) stop that give back my keys."

"No! You just made me feel weird!"

"It was a compliment."

"THAT EMBARRASSED ME-"

"We've been in a relationship almost for a year and a half already..." he deadpanned while he watched you red face get on his car only to let out a rare chuckle at noticing how far away you were...

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Wrong Name 3|3 - Cody RHODES

Cody Rhodes X Reader

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PART 1 (×) - Reader's backstage watching her boyfriend, (Colby Lopez) Seth Rollins' HIAC match against his

PART 2 (×) - Reader goes to check up on Cody Rhodes while her relationship with Colby Lopez hangs in the balance after a little mix-up

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Y|N comes home to a surprise vist from an ex - TIME SKIP

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I smiled, as I walked back up to my house, with Derrick close behind. "I had a good time, tonight."

It had been months since I had ended my relationship with Colby.

And since I had seen or heard anything from Cody.

Except for the occasional calls and texts I would get from Cody, and by occasional I mean frequent.

So frequent that I had to change my number to stop his calls.

I mean, I did try blocking him for a while but he'd eventually start to use his brother's phone to get in contact with me.

The point is, it was getting to be too much so lile I said I just changed my number all together, and I made sure to not give it to Dustin.

As for my socials, I been blocked Cody from those.

It wasn't easy, and it most definitely wasn't something I wanted to do but I had to do it.

I couldn't stand to hear his voice.

He had ruined everything for me.

My relationship with Colby was over because he just had to confess his love to me, which in return brought up these feelings I had tried so hard to suppress, back to the surface.

And since those feelings for him was back, there was zero chance of me staying with Colby.

One, I'm not that type of girl.

And two, I'm too weak for that game.

Then, when I tried to take a chance, and went to see Cody at the hospital before his surgery, his wife was there.

His fucking wife.

Who confesses their love to their ex girlfriend who they haven't seen in almost four years, when they're still married?

Cody Garrett Runnels, that's who.

Fucking jerk.

The only bright side of this whole mess, is Cody has no idea where I now live, I thought to myself.

"Did you hear me?" Derrick asked, a confused look on his face.

I shook my head, truthfully letting Derrick know that I in fact did not hear a word he had just said. "No."

Derrick chuckled. "I was just saying how I've been enjoying going out with you." He smiled, repeating himself.

"Oh." I nodded, not sure of how I wanted to respond.

I didn't even know how hearing Derrick say that made me feel.

When Cody said things like that to me, my heart would just melt.

But Derrick? I felt nothing.

Probably because you keep comparing him to your ex, idiot.

Derrick has taken me out on three dates and everytime I've done the same thing.

Get in my head about how Cody used to do this or how Cody used to do that.

How Derrick is nothing like Cody.

And you wonder why you can't fully move on.

"Y|N." Derrick said, a frustrated tone in his voice now, probably from me zoning out so much. "Is there something wrong?"

"No," I immediately, replied, reaching out and grabbing his hand. "I was just um..." I paused for a second, trying to get a lie together. "I was just trying to find the right way to ask if you wanted to come inside but everytime I would try to ask the words wouldn't come out." I lied, applauding myself on my quick thinking.

Again, Derrick chuckled, stroking my hand with his thumb. "I didn't know I made you that nervous."

Because you don't.

"Me either." I replied, with a forced giggle. "So, is that a yes or no?" I questioned, praying to myself that it would be no.

Like, don't get me wrong, I enjoy spending time with Derrick, but I'm not trying to do anything that will complicate my feelings even more than they already are.

"You seriously think I'm gonna turn down spending even more time with my girl?"

I was hoping.

Instead of answering my date, I simply grabbed my keys from my purse, then turned around and unlocked my front door.

Almost immediately after both Derrick and I had crossed the threshold a familiar scent had entered my nose.

Where did I remember that scent from?

But before I could think, I felt Derrick's arms snake around my waist, pulling me into him.

Okay, what the fuck?

With another forced giggle, placing my hand between me and him, to give myself a bit of space and before I could ask anything Derrick's lips crashed into mines.

Seriously, what the actual fuck?

My eyes widened as I surprised myself by kissing back.

I mean, the kiss was actually kind of pleasant.

It just lacked passion.

And was more sloppy unlike when Co-

I mentally slapped that thought away, slowly finding myself getting into the kiss even more.

I just could shake that smell.

Was it getting stronger?

What did it remind me of though?

Think Y|N, think.

"Ahem..." I heard someone clear their throat, causing me to immediately pull back from Derrick.

Cody's favorite cologne.

"Um..." Derrick began saying, confusion in his eyes. "What's going on?"

I breathed deeply, balling my hands into a fist as I turned around.

There he was.

Holding my dog.

With a smirk on his face.

"Cody..." I mumbled through clenched teeth.

"Missed me?" Cody asked, his smirk getting bigger.

I narrowed my eyes at him, but before I could shoot a question back at him, like why was he in my house, or how did he even find out where I lived, Derrick spoke up, coming to stand in front of me as if he was ready to protect me if a threat happened.

Was he really going to try to square up with a wrestler?

"What's Cody Rhodes doing in your house?" Derrick asked again, his eyes locked on my ex boyfriend. "Did you break in?" He spoke up again, this time questioning Cody.

I pushed my way in front of Derrick so that I was in between the two guys. "He's a friend that stops by when he's in town." I lied for the second time today.

Or was it the third time?

Damn, I've lied one too many times today, I've lost count.

"Oh." Derrick nodded, finally taking his eyes off Cody, giving me his full attention. "Well can you ask him to leave?" He asked me, a pleading look in his eyes. "We were kinda in the middle of something."

I sighed. "Cod-"

"But I came all this way to spend some time with my ba-" Cody swallowed, catching his almost slip up. "With Y|N." He corrected, before adding. "I took a four hour flight, then had to drive an hour and a half just to se-"

"Shut up." I groaned interrupting Cody before looking at Derrick. "I'm sorry but I don't get to see him often." I apologized, biting my lip.

Derrick nodded, frustration on him face and in his voice. "I get it." He said, turning his back to me, to make his way out the door.

"I'll make it up to you, Derrick." I called out to him, as I followed, stopping in the doorway. "I promise."

I slowly closed the door, resting my head against it, my eyes shut tight.

Cody.

Cody.

Cody.

"Do you get excitement from ruining everything I have going for me?" I asked Cody, while I was still turned towards the door.

Cody stayed silent, promoting me to turn and face him.

"Do you, Cody?" I asked, feeling tears beginning to sting at my eyes a they rolled down my cheek.

Cody sighed, ignoring what I ha asked him. "You know I can't stand to see you cry, Y|N."

"Then get the fuck out of my house." I said, going over to him, taking my dog away from. "Go." I added, pointing to the door.

"I can't." Cody replied, shaking his head. "Not again."

I narrowed my eyes at him, as I bent down to place my dog down on the floor, getting a bit jealous as she ran right back to Cody. "Luna still remembers you."

Cody smiled, as she cuddled close to his chest. "I am her dad."

"Just because you went with me to adopt her doesn't mean she's yours too." I said, crossing my arms, almost immediately realizing I was getting off topic. "But that's not what we need to be talking about right now," I sighed, my tone serious. "Why can't you leave?"

"Because, Y|N..." Cody began, taking a seat on my couch.

I didn't tell you, you can sit, but whatever.

"That's what we've always done in the past. You get mad at me, tell me to go and like the idiot I sometimes am, I do." He continued. "Then months or years go by with me missing you, wondering if I'd ever have a chance to right whatever wrong I did."

I crossed my arms across my chest, giving him a glare. "That's bullshit." I spat, after hearing what he had to say. "You have never spent years missing me," I added. "You probably never even spent months missing me considering how fast you move on."

"Moving on doesn't mean I don't miss you, Y|N." Cody sighed. "I just didn't realize until you kissed me that night after Hell In A Cell, that I missed you as more than a friend." He stopped talking for a second, looking at me. "I missed you being my girl."

I missed being your girl too

Cody continued to look at me, and in this moment it felt like he was staring directly into my soul.

I smiled, drying the last of my tears with the back of my hand. "It mad me realize I missed you too Cody, as more than a friend." I admitted, sitting on the couch, making sure to leave a good amout of space between me and him. "I wanted to tell you months ago when I came to see you before your surgery but then I saw your wife there and I figured I was wasting my time."

"That ended over a year ago."

"That's what I thought too." I replied to what Cody had just said about his marriage. "But the way you and her seemed at the hospital. It just..." I bit at the inside of my cheek, feeling myself getting chocked up again. "It made me feel like she was stealing the love of my life away from me again."

Cody smirked, scooting closer. "I'm still the love of your life..?"

"Yes." I answered, covering my face. "As much as I hate to admit it, yes, you lve always been the love of my life."

Instead of replying right away, Cody just pulled me I'm for a quick, yet sweet kiss.

His kisses were always the best but maybe I've just always been biased considering my feelings towards him.

"You've always been mines too, Y|N." He finally said, leaning in to kiss me again.

I still didn't know how Cody found me but one thing I do know is, I definitely won't be making it up to Derrick.

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NOT MY BEST BUT I TRIED at least it's a happy ending tho 😅😪

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“I loved you then…back when I knew you”

Synopsis: 💎 When your old high school best friend, and admittedly, first love randomly shows up at your door one morning after a bit over ten years apart, your memories of him that you once locked away comes flooding back. Are you open to hearing him out after all this time? (In other words…will you take your man back or nah?)

♕Pairings: Kazutora X Black Fem Reader 🤎 (ANYONE CAN READ)🛑Content: 18+ Eventual smut, Some grief, Some angst ~Crossposted On: Wattpad ONLY ~Updating WEEKLY

w.c. 3.3k💠 Released Jan 10, 2024

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CHAPTER 5; VALHALLAS NUMBER 3

Your mom had a world shattering conniption when she saw your black left eye Saturday morning, the day after all that with Osanai and his buddies went down.

You spent the entire weekend getting 'fixed up' as your mom called it, icing it and just laying down. She treated you like you were elderly and couldn't take care of yourself, bringing you food, tea, and water whenever you needed it. You didn't mind it at all, seeing as she was just expressing her immense amount of care.

Now it was Monday, time for school, and around that time where Kazutora would wait outside for you. Peeking through the curtains by your window, you checked to see if he was there.

He was in fact there.

Your heart both sank and fluttered at the same time. You wanted to see him but you didn't want him to see you, not like this. You had scrambled around through your hair products like a crazy person just minutes before, trying to style your hair in a way that would shield your black eye from view. With a deep sigh, you made your way down to the entrance of the building, mentally preparing to take on the day.

It'd be a lie to say Kazutora wasn't dying to know how your little 'date' went with the ballsy kid who asked you out last Friday. It'd also be a lie to say he wasn't hoping and praying it was terrible, wishing all the worst on the kid so you'd never choose to spend time with him over Kazutora again.

Even though he wished the worst, he wasn't expecting at all to find out what he did when you both got to the campus.

"That's why you have your hair in your face like that?! Let me see it." He demanded sharply, prying your hands away from your face. "No, no!" It's fine, let go!" You shot back, using all your strength to keep your hands in place. As other students walked by, they glanced over curiously at the two of you, trying to see what was going on. "Let.me.see it." His tone was so low and intimidating you dropped your hands immediately, looking up at him for just a second before looking towards the ground shamefully.

"You gotta be fucking kidding me." He gritted out angrily, gently lifting your head up by your chin and brushing your bangs back. His eyes practically scanned you, searching all over for any other wounds. He was beyond livid. If you were with him nothing like this would ever happen. It felt like the time you both first met all over again. If that night he was seeing red, today he was black out enraged. Kazutora was pissed at whoever you were with for not protecting you, and even more pissed that someone had the audacity to hit his girl.

Uuhhh, his girl as in girl that's a friend, his friend...that's what he meant.

"Tell me who did this to you." He commanded, his voice the tiniest bit softer than before. Your heart sank nonetheless, already knowing where this was going. "What're you gonna do?" You asked anxiously, subconsciously grabbing onto his jacket sleeve as if to keep him from going anywhere.

"Don't worry about what I'm gonna do, tell me who did this."

The look on his face was starting to scare you a little, and his tone was so demanding you felt like you had to tell him. You pursed your lips, hoping you won't regret telling him the truth. "Y-Yamagishi said it was someone named Osanai. He's a leader of some gang-I forget the name."

Kazutora's jaw was clenched so tight his teeth could probably break at any second. He knew exactly who that was. Arrogant idiot always thinks he can do shit and just get away with it. Now he's got himself a real problem. He also made a mental note to deal with whoever the hell this Yamagishi kid is, since he's the one who let this happen to you. "Wait for me after school. I'm taking you home-

"Wait! Where are you going?!" Frantically you pulled on his jacket sleeve, looking up at him with wide eyes. He didn't even respond or look at you, in his mind he was already set on finding Osanai, imagining giving him two black eyes in return for the one he gave you. "Please just stay here; it's over now!" You pleaded, hoping it would change his mind. Osanai was a really tall, really skilled fighter. You didn't want Kazutora to get hurt even though he can fight too. It's just not necessary to do all that in your opinion. Gently, he took your hand off of him, looking down at you with a much softer expression. "You don't have to do this." You murmured before he could say anything, shaking your head as tears started forming in your eyes.

"Yeah I do. Just wait for me." He replied in a firm yet gentle way, softly brushing the back of his fingers over your bruised left eye. A chill shot down your spine from the back of your neck, while your cheeks heated up rapidly. You nodded your head, watching him give you a small smile before walking away off the schools campus.

Honestly...the whole situation set off a massive case of the butterflies in your stomach. It was like the whole cage flew open, letting them all loose to flutter around wildly. Even though you worried for Kazutora's safety, it'd be a lie to say you weren't extremely flattered. He didn't say it but it's obvious he cares about you, maybe it's safe to say he cares a lot.

You practically floated your way into the school building with a goofy little grin, radiating roses, glitter, and sunshine as you headed to your locker.

"What is this five foot five beam of ethereal light over here?" Asuka chuckled, walking over to you from the right.

"Oh, hey girl!" You sang, closing your locker and giving her a bright smile.

"You slide down a rainbow or somethin'?" She raised an amused brow.

"No, I just-...it's a nice day." You sigh, finally attempting to snap yourself out of the daze you were basking in. "What, Hanemiya-san finally ask you out?" She nudged your arm, grinning devilishly.

"No, he didn't ask me out. We're just friends", You giggle, "Where's Yumi and everybody?" You furrowed your brows.

"You didn't see in the chat? Yumi got a stomach virus so she can't come today. I think the other girls are here but I haven't seen 'em." She shrugged.

"Wait what?! Yumi got a stomach virus?! Oh my god! She texted the group chat?!" You rambled, eyebrows lifted in shock as you processed this new info. "Yeah, she texted this morning. Apparently it's pretty bad." Asuka frowned, whipping out her phone and showing the conversation between her and Yumi.

"Awww, Yumi." You murmured, brows furrowed in concern. You had a thought to maybe slip away at lunch with Asuka and have her take a video of you playing Yumi a get well song in the music room.

"What's up with the hairstyle today by the way? It's not bad but...can you even see?" She scrunched her face up in confusion, reaching for your bangs. You spent a lot of time picking your afro out to make it big enough to cover your eyes in the front. Kazutora already went and stuck his hand in it, you don't want Asuka to mess it up more.

"No! Wait wait!" You blurted out frantically, jumping back.

"What?! I'm not gonna mess it up." She assured. The way you jumped back had scared her a little.

"Just...come on." You huffed, grabbing her wrist and leading her over to the bathroom.

Luckily, Asuka and you were the only people in the girls room. "Don't freak out when I show you, ok? I'm gonna explain." You warned slowly, your tone low. She nodded, trying to hide the bewildered expression on her face. You swiped your hands over your forehead, brushing your bangs back and exposing your dark purple left eye.

Asuka gasped hard, both hands hovering over her mouth as her eyes widened two times it's size. "Please...do not tell me Hanemiya-san did this." She demanded lowly, her eyes already starting to light up with an angry fire.

"No, no he didn't do it. It was some gang leader guy, Osanai or whoever. It happened last Friday while I was walking around with the boy in my math class, Yamagishi." You explained simply.

"He didn't step in and help you?! How could he let this happen to you?!" She scoffed angrily, grabbing your cheeks gently and shifting your head side to side, analyzing the damage. It reminded you of earlier this morning when Kazutora was looking at your face.

"No he tried! He-...he tried." You sighed in defeat.

"Yamagishi's that nerd kid, right? The one who's obsessed with you." She asked, hesitantly letting go of your cheeks, her eyes stayed glued to your black eye though. How did she know already about his crush on you? You must not be paying enough attention to what goes on around here.

"Yeah. He'd asked me to hang out with him on like Tuesday last week. He was trying to ask me out, but while we were walkin' around we kinda got mixed up in some chaos." You explain in a low tone.

"Ugh, ridiculous. I can't believe how bold these delinquent boys are getting! You can't even walk around anymore without one of them starting a fight! If you need anything you let me know, ok? Shoot, I'll go beat him up myself."

"Nah nah, you don't have to do that. Kazutora's already handling it." You chuckled. Asuka gasped again, her face lighting up like a Christmas tree.

"Whaaaaaat?! So he's gonna go fight on your behalf?! He's gonna defend your honor?!" She beamed, cheeks turning dusty pink from the amount of excitement she felt.

"Not defend my honor." You laughed even harder.

"That's literally what he's doing! Girl...what if he really does like you? I mean, who goes and fights on behalf of a girl they don't even like?" She raised her brows suggestively, nudging my arm. "Well I'd hope any guy would defend a girl that got beat up by another dude, wether they like her or not."

The bathroom fell silent as a few other girls came in, chatting about something. "Come on, let's go before we're late for our first class." You stated, fixing up your hair before making your way out of the bathroom.

"He likes you. You know I'm right..." Asuka mumbled, grinning like the Cheshire Cat.

You spent the rest of the school day feeling a mixture between anxious and flattered when it came to Kazutora going to find Osanai. It's been hours now since this morning, and you kinda figured maybe he'd come back to school for the rest of the day afterwards. You really hoped he wasn't hurt, or in the hospital on life support..or something.

What if Osanai won? That'd be so embarrassing. Like how do you recover from that? You guessed maybe like how Yamagishi recovered...crying until he felt better. But, would Kazutora cry about something like that? He's probably gotten his ass beat plenty of times before and people respect him all the same.

The more questions your mind generated, the more worried you got about the possible state of Kazutora. Is he good?!

You barely payed attention in the last class of the day, practically glaring at the clock for it to move faster. You couldn't wait to get out of here. If only you were the type that was built for ditching school, you'd have been left!

But thankfully, it was the end of the day, and you were finally free to go. You told Asuka that you had to run, wanting to head out as soon as possible to see if Kazutora actually came back.

"Oo! I wanna see too!" She exclaimed, following after you quickly. The two of you scrambled ungracefully down the two flights of stairs, almost tripping each other as you went down. You two laughed, panting hard at the near dominos-type collision that almost happened.

"You think he won the fight?!" Asuka glanced at you curiously, adjusting her book bag on her shoulder.

"I hope so!" You replied back, slightly out of breath.

"He won...I'm sure he did." She assured, just as you two reached the first floor. You spotted Kazutora first, standing there by the front doors with his hands in his pockets leisurely. You let out a breath of relief, speeding over to him and surprising him with a hug. "Oh my gosh, I was so worried you wouldn't come back!" You cried out dramatically, nuzzling your face in his chest. His heart fluttered at your reaction, not really expecting you to act like this at all. He chuckled lightly, wrapping his arms around you.

On the outside, Asuka was silent, just simply watching you two with a goofy smile on her face. However, on the inside she was running around the entrance of the campus, smacking your arm repeatedly, and squealing like a newborn squirrel or something.

You two looked and sounded like a couple, holding each other all close like that! He was so happy too, it was obvious, he was loving the way you were all over him. She was ten thousand percent sure he'd probably go home tonight and relive this moment over and over again (she was right).

"Oh wow...you think they got back together?"

"Maybe he left early this morning to like..think their relationship over?"

"They look so cute together! Are you sure they're not dating?"

Asuka was sooo hype at the way people were whispering about you guys as they walked passed her. She tuned back into what you two were talking about.

"What?! You broke his arms?! Kazutora!" You exclaimed, shock and bewilderment all over your face. Asuka's jaw also dropped. He broke that guy's arms, and he's talking about it like that's the most normal thing to do. He simply shrugged in response, wrapping his arm around your shoulders as he led the two of you away from campus.

"Oh wait; I'll see you, Asuka! Unless you wanna walk with-

"No no no, it's ok, bye guys!" She cut you off, giving an energetic wave before making her way down her usual path home.

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Earlier That Day

Kazutora had already finished dealing with Osanai, sending him straight to the hospital with two broken arms, a broken nose, and a black eye. Now it was time to handle the weak ass idiot that let his princess get hurt in the first place.

Walking nonchalantly to the school, he made his way inside discreetly, searching like a lion on the prowl for his next victim.

Kazutora is a strategist though, so instead of suffering through wandering the halls of the school until he found Yamagishi, he went and located one of his friends.

"Hey! Can I talk to you for a sec?" He asks with a pleasant smile.

A kid he vaguely knew named Akkun turned around, his expression a mix of shock and fear. "M-me?!" He stutters, pointing at himself with a thumb.

You're the only other person in the hallway genius...

"Yeah! I'm lookin' for a kid named Yamagishi. You know 'em?" He tilts his head to the side, still maintaining that sweet smile on his face. Of course Akkun knew exactly who he was asking for, he also knew he was in no type of position to lie to Kazutora. He's Valhalla's number three for a reason.

"U-uhhh, he's..probably in science right now? In-in classroom 2-A." Akkun mutters, feeling his palms begin to sweat. He felt terrible, he had no idea what he potentially just involved one of his best friends in. He'd surely find out at some point though.

"Alright, thanks!" He smiles politely.

Without giving Akkun a chance to respond, Kazutora's already on his way to the classroom.  But would you look at this pleasant surprise. Just as he made his way up the winding steps to the upper floor, Yamagishi was walking unsuspectedly a few feet in front of him, just having come from the guys bathroom.

Kazutora's eyes darken as he notices the kids scrawny figure. He catches up to him with ease, yanking harshly on the back of his shirt, Yamagishi let's out a strangled noise of shock before falling backwards onto the ground. He takes a moment to hurriedly adjust his glasses back on his face, eyes widening in shock as he realizes just who'd caused his fall.

"Ka-kazuto-

Before he could finish Kazutora lands a hard, swift kick straight into Yamagishi's side, sending him slamming into the lockers against the wall roughly. He coughs, glasses long gone. He didn't even have time to really gather himself before Kazutora is down on top of him, landing punch after punch straight to his face. He grabs a fistful of Yamagishi's shirt, lifting him to meet his fiery gaze.

"You know that pretty girl you brought to the park the other day? The one you let go home with a black eye?" He questions, obviously already knowing the answer.

Yamagishi blinks a few times before realizing exactly who he was talking about. He confusedly stutters out your name, looking up at a blurry Kazutora.

"That's the one. I better not ever see you around her again, you hear me? Ever." Kazutora threatens menacingly.

Yamagishi is bewildered at his words but nods frantically nonetheless. He didn't realize you were already with Kazutora. Had he known you were his he'd never have asked you out. It all made sense now why you rejected him after he attempted his confession. Of course you wouldn't wanna be with him. Kazutora's everything he's not.

Kazutora releases his grip abruptly, letting Yamagishi fall to the floor like he weighed nothing, gets up, then casually makes his way out of the school building.

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You invite Kazutora to stay over at your house after walking you home, it just felt right seeing as he spent the day literally fighting for you.

You lead him inside and up to your room, placing your keys on the little key hanger by your door and lazily take off your shoes.

"Today was so boring! I don't wanna do anything else!" You blurt out loudly, running over and plopping down onto your bed. You outstretch your arms towards Kazutora, smiling sweetly.

His heart does another little tug in his chest at the way you look so cute like that. Without wasting another second he takes off his shoes and sits next to you on the edge of the bed. He watches you silently as you grab your laptop, turning it on and opening up Netflix.

"Couldn't we have watched Netflix from the TV in the living room?" He furrows his brows.

"Well we could but my mom will be home soon and I don't want her to kick you out." You explain plainly, eyes locked to the screen as you scroll through shows and movies to watch. Kazutora's face heats up. This is his first time in a girl's room, in your room. The craziest part is that you're completely unfazed, just chilling out on the bed like it's any other girl friend with you.

"O-oh..that makes sense." He chuckles nervously, fiddling with his uniform jacket.

"You can sit further on the bed, you know? You won't even be able to see the screen like that." You laugh lightly, patting the side of the bed.

He was sitting on the edge while you were fully on the bed, leaning against your pillows with the laptop resting on both of your legs. Kazutora swallows, hesitantly adjusting himself to sit directly next to you. His heart skips a beat as your arms and legs touch. What's he suppposed to do now?

"Ohhh, I love this movie! I didn't know they added it to Netflix, oh my gosh!" You beam. It was an old Dreamworks film, El Dorado. You knew the music in this movie like it was the national anthem. "Alright, I'm gonna change and then I'll start the movie." You explain, getting up from the bed and making your way to your clothing drawer.

"W-wait, you're gonna change right here?!" He stutters, looking at you as if you just grew two more arms as his cheeks turn bright pink. You giggle at his reaction, shaking your head.

"No fool, I'm gonna change in my bathroom right there. It's connected." You point at the medium sized bathroom directly in front of the bed. Kazutora let's out a mumbled "Oh" in response.

"You want something to change in? I have some of my older brother's clothes you could wear." You offer, holding up a large sized hoodie and sweatpants.

💎 3 Hours Later

The main lights in your room had been turned off about two hours ago, leaving only the cute warm fairy lights in your room on. Kazutora finally settled down after getting used to being in a girl's room, and was teetering between the dream world and reality while resting his head on your lap.

You had unintentionally learned an instant knock out trick on Kazutora, it was simply telling him to rest his head on your lap, then proceeding to gently massage his scalp with your fingertips. It was honestly adorable watching him struggle and fight so hard to stay awake, trying to watch these movies with you. The sleep was inevitable though, and soon he was completely out cold. This ends up being the most peaceful, deepest sleep he's ever experienced in his life.

Then soon you find yourself falling asleep too, making this the first time you've ever had a sleepover with a boy.

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[lemmilemura]

Okay this isn't perfect but it's good enough for me

All kept gender-neutral

Based on the show

When a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend of a friend throws a party and invites your friend of a friend of a- ya know what, you get it, you end up being invited too. You knew absolutely nobody there, but you found that a good thing. New people to meet, no way of destroying existing friendships, the chance of finally landing a decent guy. And, very luckily, you find one fast. You find a guy kn the kitchen who looks mighty fine, and when you enter he isn't immediately trying to get you in bed. He's witty and smart, plus not bad looking. You hit it off like a bomb, and you're really glad you came to this party.

Long story short you end up going to one of the many many rooms of the house, probably Guest Bedroom Nr. 27 if you had to guess, and 'spending some quality time together' that you will definitely not soon forget. You honestly don't know how long you were in there, but it was oh so worth it. While you didn't know much about him, you knew his name was Simon and that he was amazing in bed.

You do end up exchanging numbers and social media, after all neither of you wanted this to be a one time thing, but also weren't quite exclusive yet. You keep talking for the next couple days, learning more about eachother besides just your prefrences in bed. And if you were honest, he wasn't that bad a guy, more ways than one.

Your parents randomly decide that your current school isn't good enough, too mich drama or something, so they send you to another one, closer to where you live.

So, the coming schoolyear, you go to Bayview, knowing nobody. Just like the party, it was really only good. You went your first couple hours mostly in solitude, yes you did meet a few people, but none were in more than 1 of your classes. Lunch was when it got interesting.

You sit down at an empty table with your lunch, really just looking around at the other students, seeing a shit ton that were also at the party, atleast the ones you could recognize from the shitty lighting there was. 'Dude must be popular' you think to yourself. "Excuse me, is there space for 3 more?" You hear beside you, and see a girl you don't know yet. "Sure. Be my guest" you reply. "Thanks. They're still gettikg their food. I'm Maeve by the way. Maeve Rojas" she introduces herself.

You shake her hand and say your name. Her eyes get bigger when you say it. "Wait, you're (Y/N) (Y/L/N)? Really?" She seems giddy with excitement. "Yeeeees? Why, do we know eachother?" Surely you would remember her. Maeve takes out her phone and types a message to someone, then turns to face the queue of people waiting for food.

In line, a girl takes out her phone, so you assume she's who Maeve texted. She seems to get excited too, but not quite as much as Maeve. She starts shaking a guy next to her who you can't quite see because he's facung away, then when he looks at her she points over at you.

The guy who turns around is none other than the guy you slept with like a week ago, Simon. You're both surprised, him more than you by only a little. You wave at him, and he waves back. "Sooooooo" Maeve starts, leaning her elbows on the table and getting closer. "You're new here, right?" She has a grin on her face. "I am. Moved here about a month ago." You reply. "Cooool. Do you know anyone here?" She asks.

"Well, considering you're making that face and you immediately pointed me out to your friends, you know that I know Simon." You respond. The look on her face is one of 'shit I got caught'. "What do you know about me?" You ask. "Where to start... Ooh! Simon said you were probably the best se-" she gets whacked in the head by Simon, which shuts her up. "Don't you fucking dare." He threatens.

"Ow you dick!" You and the second girl laugh. She sits down next to Maeve and Simon sits next to you. "What did she tell you?" He asks, staring daggers at Maeve. "Nothing. Was just about to though, before you gave her a concussion." You joked. "He's like that. Don't mind him." The new girl says. "I'm Janae" "(Y/N), though I suspect you already know that." She just nods.

"What are you doing here?" Simon asks. "Oh I don't know, I think I'm about to explode." You say nonchalantly. "You fit right in." Janae says. "So, why Simon?" She asks. You raise a brow. "Why Simon what?" "Why'd you fuck him?" Simon, who was just taking a gulp of his drink, almost spits it back out. "Janae I swear to god." He coughs. "What? I'm genuinely curious!"

"Well for one he wasn't being a total creep or asshole, he's not stupid and also not bad on the eyes, luckily with and without clothes." You're once again very nonchalant, which is throwing Maeve and Janae off, how can you say something like that with a straught face? "Okay that's enough" Simon stands up and grabs you by the arm, pulling you up out of your seat, through the cafeteria and outside, to the back side of the building.

"They seem nice." You come to a quite forceful stop when he shoves you against the wall, hands on both sides of your head, effectively trapping you there. "You just waltz in here as if it's nothing, immediately talk to my friends and then say something like that? Just how bood are you?" He looks and sounds like he's about to break.

"Bold? You're the bold one, pulling me away like this. Just think about what they're probably imagining is happening right now." You wrap your arms around his neck fro added effect, and it works. "Just shut up." He says, then leans in and kisses you. God how you missed that. After that party there were countless nights where you longed for him, for his lips, his touch, his taste.

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[alltoolewis]

The Bet- Max Verstappen ✨

Another piece from my 1k prompt list, which isn't the best so apologies!! This one is yet another angst one (can anyone tell that I'm going through a breakup right now lol!)! So like always grab your tissues... (Sorry it isn't that long but I may do a 2nd part depending on how I feel about it or just let it stay the angsty mess it is forever!)

Prompt- “tell me that there was some truth to it...” “...come on. I don’t want to do this.” “Tell me it wasn’t all in my fucking head, [name].”

Summary- As the new season arrives, you are excited to be by your boyfriend's side for yet another year... However, that all fades after you hear an interesting conversation between him and the other drivers...

"Oh it's good to be back...!" Max cheered, the familiar scent of burnt-out tires and fuel gracing your noises "I missed this place too much!" Pouting your lips, you stopped in your tracks causing Max to stop with you as your hands remained attached "Was spending the last month with me that bad...?" Rolling his eyes at your playfully dig, he pulled you closer, fixing your lanyard before placing his head against yours "Of course, not Schat..." Your smiles mirrored each other, as you placed your lips on his "but that doesn't mean I didn't miss seeing you wearing that jersey...!" Swirling you around with one arm, he let out a low wolf whistle "New numbers looking good on your baby...!"

Lifting his hat off of him, you placed it on your own head "Thanks handsome... could say the same thing about you!" You and Max had only started dating a couple of weeks into last season. You were surprised that he would ever even notice you, never mind randomly ask you out on a date! It wasn't every day that a multi-millionaire driver would acknowledge the team's assistant... but somehow he did.... Since it started, your relationship had grew from strength to strength! The fans loved seeing Max so happy with someone they considered 'relatable' instead of the usual F1 wag type!

Once you and Max entered the red bull suit, he was immediately whisked away, leaving you to entertain yourself for the next hour or so! You hated when he would have to leave you for hours at end while he got ready for the exciting weekend to come... obviously, it was his job, and you loved nothing more than to see him succeed in the most dangerous sport there was week after week... but that didn't mean you didn't miss his presence when he couldn't be there beside you.

After not being able to take his absence much longer, you decided to go search for the world champion yourself, hoping that he would have a little bit of time for a break... "I'm just going to go check on Max..." You smiled excusing yourself from Carola as you headed towards his private room. Just as you were about to knock on his door, however, a familiar voice saying your name stopped you in your tracks...

"So how are things going with (y/n)…" Pierre asked a smug tone in his voice as you looked curiously through the gap of the door, hoping that they wouldn't catch you "Alright I guess..." Max chuckled, oblivious to your presence as he spoke his mind carelessly "Still in for that bet..."

'Bet?' you thought... 'what bet?' but you didn't have to think for that much longer as Lando answered for you. "I'm surprised you've lasted this long... I would have quit the second she opens her mouth..." Tears spring to your eyes as you continued to listen to your supposedly 'friends & boyfriend' list of the things they couldn't stand of you!

"Shit might come out of it sometimes but her mouth is good for other things!" The line was crossed as anger flooded through your body and before your mind could think it through you pulled open the door, revealing a shock Max and an equally embarrassed Pierre and Lando!

"Hi (y/n)… you oka-" Interrupting Pierre you snapped, glancing over at Max who could already tell that you'd heard it all! "No Pierre! I'm not okay!" Tears brimmed in your eyes once more as you glanced across to the 3 guys in front of you "How could you guys...." Looking Max dead in the eyes "How could you!"

Not wanting them to see you cry you spun on your heel, exiting the room and ignoring Max's pleads for you to stop! "(Y/n)! Please let's talk!"

"Fine we can talk..." You turned around, not even bothering to hide your tears anymore "Answer this one question... was there any truth into this..." His eyes spoke a thousand words as he shook his head shamelessly "Come on... I don't want to do this here..."

"Tell me there was some fucking truth to this, Max..." You yelled, watching him in disgust as he hung his head down low "I get it.." You laughed brokenheartedly "Bye Max... Hope you find someone with a mouth worth more than just sucking you off!"

Walking away, tears rolled down your cheeks as he didn't stop you! Ignoring the questions from the crew!

"What the fuck have you done!" Christian yelled towards Max as he couldn't stop you walking away.... but the truth was nothing could stop you... he's lost you for good!

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[aleksa-sims]

RL Story

Why does everything go wrong at the same time for me? I guess that negativity is contagious? 🫤

I just came home after spending most of the day at Sandra’s, to help her decorating her apartment. Shortly after I arrived, I saw Nico’s cell lying on the table in the living room. He forgot his phone this morning! Since I knew his PIN (The Number of his soccer-jersey shirt, plus once back/reserve.🤨 So sutpid! 🤦‍♀️) I thought I’d take a closer look at it. I checked his phone. Yeah, I know! I was spying on him. 🫤🤷‍♀️And omg, I got totally mad at Nico! I saw that a girl Patricia and another girl Bianca, constantly texted him. Especially on his social media. He never really texted or answered back, after he & I got back together, but the more I.... "researched", I noticed that Nico met that girl Patricia in Italy. THIS fucking summer!!!!!!!! And that Bianca was her sister. So... Nico was messing around with 2 sisters??!!😠Such an ass!! That's why he didn't want to talk about Daniel & me or ask me quuestions, when he came back home 3 weeks ago! Bcs he was hiding who he met in Italy. Jerk! I hated Nico that moment. He kept this shit from me. Somehow I didn’t trust Nico anymore. I mean, sure, we weren’t together this summer and I also slept with Daniel, but he knew about it!!!! Nico wanted me to go back to Daniel, to sort things out with him.

And that’s exactly why I wanted to stay with Daniel 10 weeks ago. I felt like Nico didn’t give a shit about me, like he used to (Philip). Of course, I confronted N. that day! I wanted to know, who that Patricia is and what went on between them? Why is she still texting him?

Nico: I’m sorry I didn’t tell you, but we weren’t together. I also knew this thing was gonna make you feel insecure. That’s why I didn’t want to mention it. And honestly? Why do you even care what I did when we were apart? You were with Daniel! You married him and still are, damn it! Besides, I didn’t plan on seeing someone else or anything. I knew her sister. There was something between her and Philip once. And in Italy, I met that girl Patricia, her sister. She worked there during the summer in the hotel. That's all.

Me: What? Philip dated her sister???😲 Aghh... thats-... thats so gross what you and Philip do- or have done. You know damn well what I mean.... I thought with you all this shit was finally over. And I just don’t understand why you kept it from me? How am I supposed to trust you now, when you have to go abroad again?... Agh, you and your fucking soccer! 😩🤦‍♀️

Nico: Are you done?🤨 .... You're not fair!! But anyway. I don't wanna fight! We're so happy babe. ILY, so.... let's just forget this shit. You’re not well rn. You haven’t slept for 3 nights. Something seems to be bothering you. Maybe it would make more sense to talk about that.

Me: You wanna talk about me? Well!! Yk? I keep thinking about Daniel, N.! I just can’t forget him, I want him! 😈... I’ve seen him with someone else and since then, I feel like I'm crazy over him. And you’re no better than Daniel! You hurt me too! Just... fuck off, N.!

Nico: You say I hurt you because you’re mad at Daniel?... That doesn’t really feel good to me either, to hear how much you still want him!! 😠

Me: Then you know how I felt, when I found all those messages you got. Why is she still texting you?

Nico: She wanted to know if I was back in Italy. I told her I’d stay home, with my pregnant girlfriend. I asked her to stop texting me.

Me: I don’t want to talk anymore. I just get sick of imagining what you and Philip are doing and what you two did to me.😠

Nico: I'm getting tired of this!! Don’t overdo it! You force me to get mad.

Me: Shut up, Nico! 😩🤷‍♀️

Nico: Finally divorce Daniel! Either you calm down, or I’ll sort this out my way. If I do, you will do as I tell you! So tell me, babe? Should I take care of your probs again? To make you feel better?

Me: What are you going to do? Are you going to threaten Daniel? Just like you threatened Dominick back then?

Nico: I'm off! 🤦‍♂️😠

Yep. 🤷‍♀️😞

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