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orchid3a · 3 months

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𝙄𝙉 𝘼 𝙒𝙊𝙍𝙇𝘿 𝙊𝙁 𝘽𝙊𝙔𝙎, 𝙃𝙀 𝙄𝙎 𝘼 𝙂𝙀𝙉𝙏𝙇𝙀𝙈𝘼𝙉

―୨୧⋆ ˚ or itadori yuuji proving to be the best boyfriend ever

―୨୧⋆ ˚ content: fem!reader, yuuji and sukuna are twins, yn and sukuna have a beef, mentions of vengeance (yn is going to kill sukuna lol), mentions of flu, yuuji being the greenest green flag ever, nobamaki as hachinana, sukuna's foul language, choso being the older brother, beta-reading (?) ―୨୧⋆ ˚ word count: 1.6k words ―୨୧⋆ ˚ author’s note: woah… it has been a year since i posted a fic of mine lol. well, i just want to start this year popping out my love for itadori yuuji <3, hope you all like this fic, please reblog and comment <3 i have to thank t*kt*k for this idea ―୨୧⋆ ˚ tagging: @blueparadis

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The only sounds in your room were your sneezes and soft imprecations towards whoever cursed you to stay bedridden on the most important weekend of your nerd life.

The anime convention of the month. You spent so many energies to craft your cosplay, and even managed to make one for your boyfriend, Yuji, so you two could make a couple cosplay. However, here you were, bedridden with a fever of 39°C, while your friends were having fun at the convention.

And you knew who he was, and you would make him pay for his ruining it. You could gamble your allowance that someone was a certain cute pink-haired boy’s twin, a certain mean and annoying twin who hated seeing you and his kind twin happy together.

Your thoughts of vengeance were interrupted, once again, by your nth sneeze, as you sighed loudly, before falling in the soft warmth of the bed. Grumbling, you turn on your side, your hand tasting the night table near your bed. Your fingers met something cold, your phone, as you took it. The screen brightness almost blinded you, you closed your eyes for a few seconds, to make them adjust to the brightness. Once again, you opened it and noticed a few texts from your friends, it seemed that they were having fun at the convention.

Nobara sent you a photo of her and Maki, dressed up as Hachi and Nana from NANA. You almost fawned on how pretty and cool they were, you typed a long message declaring how much you adored and loved their cosplays. You coughed a little, as you saw other messages from your other friends who were there. Honestly, you wanted to cry, it wasn’t fair that they managed to enjoy the convention, while you were in your room coughing and sneezing. You spent days, no weeks, to prepare the perfect cosplay, managing to not spend too much money and sew almost the entirety of the costume, create some of the accessories, and the only thing you had to buy was the wig. You were proud of yourself and your work. Frustrated, you put the phone on the night table once again, before rolling on your side, trying to gain sleep, at least you could do that without coughing or sneezing.

“(-me).”

You grunted as you rolled in your fuzzy sheets, trying to ignore the voice, however your attempt was a failure as someone stripped them off. Before you could curse him, your eyes met with the brown ones of your boyfriend, Yuji. You blinked a few times, surprised, you didn’t expect to see him, especially after going to the convention for who knew how long. Coughing, you tried to stand up, however, Yuji immediately helped you sit straight and even put a pillow behind your back, so you could stay comfortable. He was such a househusband material, you thought as you coughed one last time.

“Thank you, Yuji.” You thanked him as he gave you the water bottle that was on the nightstand. “Why are you here? Aren’t you tired from the convention?”

The pink-haired boy just grinned at your words, as he proudly showed you three bags, as he put them delicately on your lap. They were quite heavy, and you wondered what it was inside, as you opened one of them and you gasped loudly.

“I was right about you liking my surprise, and now Kusigaki has to give me ten bucks.” He chuckled as he grinned, thinking about the bet he just won, then he pointed to one bag before he added. “I bought you some presents, go on, babe, open them.” He reassured you with the biggest smile ever.

You couldn’t help but giggle at his smile, he sure was able to make you feel better even with just his precious smile. How you wanted to kiss him, but you didn’t want to pass him your flu. You cursed your flu once again for taking away from you the possibility to smooch your pretty boyfriend.

Trusting Yuuji’s words, you opened the first bag and a loud gasp, followed by a cough, left your lips, as your eyes widened. You couldn’t believe what you were seeing, your head automatically shifted to your boyfriend, as he was grinning at your reaction.

“Then? I bought the right merch~ Yay! And the others didn’t believe me! Ah, serves them right!” The pink-haired boy just smiled as he waited patiently for you to open all your presents.

Your eyes scanned the content of the bag, noticing all the pins, badges, figures, and acrylics of your favourite characters of various animes and video games you mentioned to him. He didn’t forget one character, never in your previous relationship your exes remembered all this information, you were dumbfounded. Your eyes met Yuuji’s brownish ones, and you swore you could read all the excitement he had because of your surprised expression.

“Yuu… How could you remember all my favourite characters? I mean, it’s inhumanly impossible. Are you an alien?” You asked, blinking twice, as you saw his grin becoming ever bigger.

He scratched his neck as he just mumbled. “Well, you showed me so many times their faces that I just remembered them more than my favourite ones. I was sure that you would like them, knowing that you’re stuck to bed because of your flu and not at the convention.”

Your vision started to blur, as tears threatened to run over your cheeks, you couldn’t believe how could you date someone so amazing and loving as Yuuji. He was truly the best boyfriend ever.

The pink-haired man panicked when he saw your tears as he tried to cheer you up the best as he could, while he dried your tears with the sleeve of his hoodie.

It took you a few minutes to calm down, and now you were still in the bed, Yuuji with you, as his arms were wrapped around your waist, cheek pressed on top of your head. You tried to stop him, fearing he would get sick, but Yuuji didn’t listen, saying that he couldn’t get sick. After a few more protests, you gave in. How could you say no to him?

While cuddling, you opened the other bags, gasping and thanking profusely Yuuji for the plushes, gadgets and mangas he bought. And of course, you scolded him for spending so much money just for you! You didn’t like that he focused only on you, he should have enjoyed the convention for himself too!

“But I knew that you wanted to go there more than me, of course I had to buy you those things, I didn’t want to see your sad face because you missed out this opportunity.”

You swore your heart was shot by Cupid’s arrow once again, how could Yuuji be so romantic and caring towards you? He was truly a treasure.

A box peeked up from the last bag, your curiosity was picked, as you grabbed the box to discover that it was a Nendoroid. You didn’t recognize the character, nor did you remember ever talking about such anime. Maybe Yuuji watched it, and he just bought it, maybe you could suggest watching it together, so you could understand why he bought that specific character.

Yuuji’s eyes landed on the box in your hands, a sheepish smile blossomed as his cheeks went warm. An embarrassed chuckle left his lips before he took from your hands, before looking fondly at you, then at the character in the box.

“Yuu, why did you buy this character? Do you like her design? I mean, it’s adorable, she looks like a magical girl. “You asked as you looked closely at the character. Only now, you noticed that she had your same hair colour and the same was for her eyes. It was a curious coincidence; however, it wasn’t strange that you shared physical traits with a character, it could happen sometimes.

Yuuji’s smile softened when he saw you looking at the figure, before ruffling sweetly your hair.

“I don’t know her or the anime she is from… I just bought it because she reminds me of you. I thought that if I bought her, I could always have my lovely (Name) always with me, even if you aren’t with me physically.” He concluded, as his cheeks were reddish.

Your heart was once again hit by a Cupid’s arrow as you stared at Yuuji and his red cheeks, and you swore to yourself that sooner or later you would put a damned ring on his finger and marry him.

Suddenly you pulled him in your arms, now your flu the last of your problems, as he was laying on your chest, while you peppered his face with kisses and sweet praises. Yuuji melt in your embrace as he just let you smoother him with affection and physical touches.

And today too, Yuuji proved how much he loved you.

Bonus

A sneeze followed by a cough were enough to anger the fragile temper of a certain pink-haired twin, especially if the disturbance of his pace was his idiotic twin. Sukuna glared at his sick twin, who was laying on the couch, being babied by their older brother, Choso.

Sukuna wondered how stupid Yuuji could be sometimes, as he asked himself how he could be the twin of such an idiot, he was clearly the better one. (Choso may say otherwise, but Sukuna didn’t care)

Another loud sneeze irked Sukuna, as he turned his head towards his twin.“You fucking brat! If you fuck-”

“Sukuna! Language!” Choso screamed.

And another lovely day at the Itadori household began like that.

#✒️ - aria writes #🧸- virtus #jjk x reader #yuuji itadori x reader #yuuji x reader #jjk fluff #yuuji fluff #jjk x reader fluff #jjk x you #jjk x y/n #itadori x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader

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thatfeelinwhenyou · 8 months

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KINDRED — profile 1

It’s your final year of highschool, and your only goal is to graduate top of your cohort, as usual. Except as student council president, your advisor can’t seem to leave you alone. What happens when you take Decelis Academy’s top student, their star athlete and put them in front of a camera?

❥･• yn homework club

note: they are all 19 years of age except for ni-ki (17)

Park Y/N, Decelis Academy’s top student and President of the Student Council. You have never once lost the number 1 spot throughout your time at the academy and the faculty absolutely adores you. Nothing is more important to you than excelling in your academics, as your dear mother have told you multiple times that people only remember you when you’re at the top of the pyramid. Despite your name being well known and talked about among the student body, you often keep to yourself and the exception of your inner circle. Thinking with your head rather than your heart, you have a hard time empathising with people, which explains your relatively small friendship circle. Have the most insignificant beef with Yang Jungwon, which you instigated by the way, but you’d never admit that.

Huh Yunjin, president of Decelis Academy’s theatre club and most probably the closest person to a BFF to you. Imagine Regina George but minus the unhingeness, that’s Yunjin. Despite her popularity, she’s actually a really sweet angel and would 100% drop whatever she’s doing for you. You first met in freshman year and is inseparable ever since. Her personality type enables her to empathise with you more so than others and you appreciate her for that.

Chanelle Moon, executive commitee member of the Decelis Student Council. For her, you’d imagine Janis but minus the black gothy aesthetics. Probably the most unbothered and coolest person you know (provided you don’t know much people anyways). Similar to Yunjin, she’s your ride or die and you can always count on her to literally hiss at the girls who would pick on you in the library.

Shin Ryujin, president of Y/N’s fanclub. Would literally sell her soul to hold your hand. Came to know her through Yunjin. You used to find it weird that she would openly simp for you but now you’re just used to the unhinged shit that comes out of her mouth. Despite her undying devotion, she respects your boundaries. You call Ryujin, Yunjin, and Chanelle the powerpuff girls because of how protective they are of you.

Choi Beomgyu, member of Decelis Academy’s media club and your unofficial hype boy. You got to know him after he came to the council room looking for Taehyun. The two of you clicked immediately. You were aware of your ‘poor’ interpersonal skills and he was like your personal trainer, he’d call you out for being too straightforward or that you should smile more when addressing the student body. Without even noticing, you’d go to him for advice and he’s always more than happy to help (well in exchange for your chemistry notes and answers of course).

Nishimura Riki, member of Decelis Academy’s dance club. The only member in your small clique that’s currently in their Sophomore year. Despite the age difference between him and the rest of your group, he somehow managed to wiggle his way into your inner circle even though most people would just outright ignore you. The aura and pressure of being friends with the top student wasn’t the most appealing. At dance practice is where he first met Heeseung, Jay, and Jake before subsequently meeting Sunoo, Sunghoon, and Yang Jungwon.

Kim Gyuvin, member of Decelis Academy’s media club. He used to find you scarily intimidating but that was before he actually got to know and work with you during school events. Gyuvin is like the brother you never knew you had. You also find him pretty funny, though most of the time you end up laughing at him laughing rather than the joke he tells. Oh, he also has a super ugly dog, and you never fail to tell him that.

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authors note: ik it’s a little long 😅 but i figured it’ll make more sense if i explain their characters a little instead of just jumping straight into the smau like i did with hands on you

taglist open! send ask, comment or submit form to be added!

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kkurades · 1 year

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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ HEART ATTACK: PROFILE 03 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

━━ among the idols you were anonymously known as cupid because you always managed to get helpless, in love idols together so what are you supposed to think when hwang hyunjin asks cupid to couple him with you

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# jang wonyoung | 04 liner, IVE member, met yn on a playground at midnight, has beef with suki for some reason, loves to flirt with yn to make her blush, hyunjin’s biggest enemy, her biggest flex is that she can put a rubik’s cube together, knows yn is ‘cupid’, has a yn shrine

# lee chaeryeong | 01 liner, ITZY member, always knows a way to annoy wonyoung but really cares about her, she had a whole investigation to find out who ‘cupid’ is, has a whole closet full of sorted socks, she buys all of yn’s albums and collects her pc’s, knows yn is ‘cupid’

# hirai momo | 96 liner, TWICE member, ‘cupid’ coupled her with her crush and they have been dating ever since, she gives yn flowers at least once a week, yn babysits her dog whenever she’s busy, she’s yn’s best friend, knows yn is ‘cupid’

# kim jongseob | 05 liner, P1HARMONY member, he wanted to be coupled with jisoo from blackpink but ‘cupid’ refused, yn takes any chance to make fun of him for asking her to couple him with jisoo, everyone treats him like a child but they’re all very protective of him, yn always tries to come to his concerts to support him, knows yn is ‘cupid’

# park sunghoon | 02 liner, ENHYPEN member, he met yn when she crashed into him while skating, he often acts annoyed around yn but he cares about her a lot, after every comeback he gives yn all his photocards, makes yn have his pc in her phone case, he often helps yn to get couples together, used to have a crush on nana, knows yn is ‘cupid’

©cupidsheqrt , 2023.

tag list: @mchslut, @rainbowsaz, @wonyoungsvirus, @mkiia, @g4m3girl, @alexialuvsya, @redm4ri, @i-dont-know-me-either, @hyunxo, @curly-fr13s, @asters-abditory, @hyunverse, @selcayuri, @whippedforbeomgyu

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hseungi · 1 year

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Polaroid Love — chapter 06 — won

Yn went to her CEO's office together with her manager.

"Hello, I'll be quick since I also have things to attend to. You might've already heard but Yn you will temporarily be MUBANK's MC since Wonyoung isn't available. You will be with you sunbae, Jungwon. You will be the MC for three weeks."

"Noted, thank you. If that's all, we will get going" My manager replied while I was just standing there in shock.

We both went out the office and I was still in disbelief. My name and Jungwon's name in a sentence? Never knew that could be possible.

"Yn, you can go back to your dorm now." My manager stated which made me jump back to reality.

"Oh, yes. Thank you."

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As a rookie idol, taking pictures is a must for fan service! When Y/n plans to take polaroid pictures in the HYBE hallways, she didn't expect Yang Jungwon (aka the person she had beef with in middle school) to photobomb her picture. Again.

PAIRING: jungwon x f!reader

GENRE: idol au, enemies to lovers, romance, fluff, crack, smau

WARNING/S: swearing, (friendly) teasing (lmk if i missed any!)

NOTE: just won *simping* for yn 🤭

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btsficfinds · 9 months

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hiii! I’m looking for a Ot7 x reader fanfic where all of the boys are some kind of mercenaries/spies/assassins and so is yn in her own right. She hasn’t gotten caught yet because she’s super good at disguises and switches it up all the time. She manages to breach bts by disguising herself as a pickpocketing boy for a while (one that has blue eyes). Bts asks “him” (yn) for help with a heist and she ends up living with them, having to put on her disguise of a wig, blue contacts, and taping her chest up every single morning . Jungkook has serious beef with him for some reason while tae develops a bit of a crush. It’s been so long I need to see if it’s been updated 😭

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ctrlaltsoob · 2 years

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Istg tumblr algorithm is being such a criminal HOW DID IT HIDE SUCH AN INCREDIBLY WELL WRITTEN SOOBIN SMAU FROM ME?????? The plot is sooooooo good istg IM DYING TO KNOW WHAT BEEF YN AND SOOBIN HAD and based on ch 16, yeonjun said sb refused to admit his wrongs im gonna throw hands if he didnSOMETHING TERRIBLE AND manage to be such a prick even after the incident 😭 tbh i feel bad yn has to endured constant tease from her friends if what happened in the past really hurt her :((( imagine having to suffer being in the same group who non stop shipping you with the guy who hurts you my hearts hurt for yn fr i wish a new guy is introduced so she doesnt have to face soob and stop the constant tease from her friends :( IM ON YNS SIDE even when idk what soob did 😂 i just know homegirl is hurt af seeing how she acts :((( its sad tho how all friends only cares on teasing her instead of actually caring for her feelings i would be so uncomfy if i was in her position 😭 anyway hehehe can i be tagged to that soobin smau 🥹💞

AHSHAHDH yooo i’m glad u like it😭💞💞 and i KNOW right pls sometimes her friends just need to Lay Off… but who knows where this goes next, and what happened between soobyn all those years ago🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️🤷🏽‍♀️ but again thank u sm for reading i’ll add u to the taglist !!

#yn girl she needs to catch a break #soobin: take a hint #soobin x reader #inbox !

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erodasfishtacos · 3 years

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could u please do like a harry x youtuber/influencer!reader and like lots of fluff🥺

Hi bubbie! Here you go :)))

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Language

Harry was panicking. His mum and sister were going to be here in less than two hours and he’s burnt the eggplant parmigiana he had worked tediously on.

He grabbed what he had left in his fridge - ground beef, shredded cheddar cheese, and a little bit of bacon.

It was the type of foods he usually strayed away from so sometimes when his shopper would bring this stuff home - he’d avoid it and admittedly sometimes it would go bad sitting in the fridge.

The singer pulls up YouTube onto his phone - hoping something would come up when he typed in the ingredients on the search bar.

He clicks on the first video by cookingwithnofucks. A chuckle at the name as an advertisement plays.

A cute, bubbly girl appears on screen in a beautiful modern kitchen. She has a shirt on that says ‘fuck the patriarchy and eat pizza’. A high ponytail and minimal makeup.

“Okay - today we’re making a cheeseburger casserole,” the girl chirps, “It’s a heart attack in a dish but it’s so fucking good.”

Harry finds himself smiling as he crinkles his nose - it sounds absolutely disgusting but he’s intrigued more by the girl on the screen.

“Shit, I forgot to introduce myself. Hiii, if you’re new - I’m Y/N and I do cooking shit. Subscribe to my channel and all that jazz,” she titters while cutting open her beef package.

Harry follows along step-by-step, shaking his head as she doesn’t describe the instructions nearly well enough and is generally all over the place.

It’s a fucking cooking channel and at one point the meat starts burning. She just laughs and says, “s’just a little crispy!”

The casserole turns out looking even better than Y/N’s to be honest. It’s done in just the right amount of time for him to shower before his family arrives.

He makes sure to subscribe to her channel - eyebrows raising when he sees that she has 16 million subscribers.

Harry wanted to spend longer, looking at her social media but there was a fixed time so he locked his phone and went to get ready.

Anne - always the sweetheart just tells Harry that the casserole is delicious even as a bit of grease runs down her fork from the fatty meats.

Gemma wasn’t as kind, grimacing at the casserole and remarking, “You truly are turning into an American, huh?”

Laying in bed that night, Harry swipes back onto YouTube. Going back to the page he just subscribed to - under a pseudonym. He clicks on another video.

“Uh, okay. So I’m cooking...fuck, it’s called unicorn bark. It looks like a magical animal puke but it looks delicious so we’re going to try it.”

Harry realizes he’s been watching this girl cook for nearly an hour. Different videos from desserts to dinners.

She curses like a sailor, fucks up almost every recipe, and makes a mess everywhere. But she’s smiling and talkative which makes him quite memorized by her.

“I hate editing,” Y/N groans, letting her head fall dramatically against the desktop. Her best friend and dog looked at her oddly.

“I keep saying you need to hire someone, you stubborn bitch,” Laney retorts, clicking through her Instagram feed.

“Fuck off,” she tells her friend with no real heat. The video was almost fully edited - how to make spicy as fuck jalapeño poppers.

There is a calm silence for a while until Laney gasps, “Holy shit.”

“What is it?” Y/N asks, not really caring as she clicks her mouse to trim a segment.

“Harry fucking Styles just followed you on Instagram and Twitter!” Laney shouts, her dog - Rufus popping his head up in confusion.

Y/N looks at her friend to see if she’s really serious and sees no signs of deception. “Oh my god,” Y/N replies. She loved Harry Styles in One Direction and as a solo artist - a fangirl if you will.

Y/N was a well-known influencer and has run in the circles of many celebrities. She’s even met Liam Payne but she’s never been able to bump into Harry.

Her alerts tell her it to be true, she swallows as she looks back up at Laney, “He dm’ed me.”

“Open it! What did he say?” She squeals, squeezing herself on the chair next to her, peering over her shoulder at the phone.

Y/N is a bit nervous, trying not to have a mini aneurysm as she opens the message thread.

HarryStyles: Hello. Just wanted to let you know that your cheeseburger casserole recipe saved my ass last night. Cheers x

“He’s totally coming onto you,” Her friend states instantly, bouncing excitedly - she also had a bit of a crush on the singer.

It takes the two of them a minute to cool their shit before Y/N manages a reply.

Y/N/LN: Well I guess it’s only fair. Your songs have made a few of my nights much better. I’m a bit of a slut for Fine Line.

Harry laughs behind his screen at the cheeky reply he gets back. He’s usually never this forward - especially on social media where he likes to fly under the radar.

HarryStyles: Well if you fancy my music that much, I totally love for you to come to a show. I’m performing in New York City in two weeks.

“This has to be a joke, right?” Y/N sputters to her friend, eyes wide at the invite to a concert she already had tickets to.

Y/N/LN: I’m not going to lie, I already have tickets to the show. However, I don’t have any backstage passes to meet the man of the hour. Do you know someone who can hook me up?

It does wonders for Harry’s narcissism to know that she already had tickets for his concert. Was he really going to do this? He hasn’t met up with some like this since his One Direction days.

He had to remind himself - she may just be friendly and take this as a totally casual interaction. Which would be normal, Harry really shouldn’t be so infatuated with someone he’s watched cook on social media.

HarryStyles: I think I can arrange that. Shoot me your number? I’ll have them sent digitally to you with instructions on how to get backstage.

Y/N is a bit dumbfounded at how fast they agreed to meet up. A harmless backstage tour - he could just be a fan of hers and totally not interested, right?

Over the next few weeks, they never really stop texting. Harry sends her pictures of the recipes he copies off her channel - that usually always look better than the original. He sends her clips of him goofing around during tour rehearsal. FaceTimes her when he’s finally home for the night.

She sends him videos of her watching Harry Styles Best Moment Part Five. A few photos she snaps throughout the city of him on billboards and buildings, in Times Square. YN facetimes him when she’s frustrated with filming or watched a sad movie.

It didn’t make sense to either of them how seamlessly they’d clicked - especially without meeting. They were a perfect balance for each other. Harry - laidback, organized, level-headed. Y/N - eccentric, all over the place, adventurous.

Jeff had told him that he’s been gaining media attention from his social media interactions with Y/N. They like each other’s photos, begin following each other’s friends, and comment goofy things on their posts.

“Listen, I have a great idea,” Y/N begins - which Harry learned is never good. “You should film a video with me sometime.”

Y/N knew she was going out on a limb and instantly regretted the questions she’d been building the courage to ask for days when it’s quiet on his end. There’s static for a moment and Y/N needs to fill the silence.

“It was - I was just, uh, I know you’re probably too busy. I was -“ She stutters, embarrassment flooding her.

Harry cuts her off, “I’d love to.”

“Yo-you would?” She asks timidly. Was she really going to have Harry Styles in her apartment? If so, should she take down her poster?

He laughs sweetly, “Why do you sound so surprised? I can’t wait to come to New York, love.”

Y/N giggles, “Not the fact that you’re performing in front of a sold out crowd at MSG? I don’t think seeing me will top that.”

“I’ve been looking forward to meetin’ you in person since I came across your channel. You so lovely,” Harry replies, his voice a little softer but more serious.

“I’m nervous,” Y/N admits, picking at a thread in her jeans.

“Me too,” Harry murmurs, despite not wanting to admit it - he wanted her to know this was new territory for both of them. He didn’t want her to think that this was something that he did often. But a little too prideful to admit it’s the first time he’s ever done something quite like this.

“What if you don’t like me?” Y/N whispers, she...well she didn’t compare to the models he’s been seen with before. She’s regretfully fell into the rabbit hole of looking up his past flings and relationships.

Harry barks out a disbelieving laugh, “You can’t be serious, darling. I’ve been gone for you since I saw you burn that ground beef.”

Harry was having a bad day - scratch that. An awful one. He tried to go get coffee at eight in the morning and got bombarded by fans, he left the shop without even ordering. They followed him back to his car and it took him fifteen minutes to pull out.

His favorite Mickey Mouse Gucci suitcase he was bringing along on tour had busted. The zipper unraveling and the trim falling off as a result. It was a one-of-a-kind.

Then he’d been stuck on a Skype meeting about tour merchandise with a group of business partners for the last three hours - all he wanted was a fucking nap.

When Y/N’s contact vibrated across his screen, he’s itching to answer but declines as he needs to give these people his attention.

When she calls again, Harry feels a prickle of annoyance. It’s not even at her - to be quite honest. It’s just the shitty day and everything’s piling up.

He always got like this before he kicked off a tour - stress level maxed out and his ability to handle minor incidents nearly shot.

I’m busy

Okay! Sorry, just have a super exciting surprise for you, bub!

I really do not feeling like talking. I’d rather be left alone.

Oh, alright. Hope everything’s okay! Do you still want to facetime later?

Harry leaves her on read because he doesn’t want to slip up and take out his frustration on her. He’d been known to do that and he didn’t want her to think he was anything but besotted with her.

Y/N feels a little hesitant as she begins the uploading process to her channel. The red loading bar told her it’d be twenty-minutes before it’s going to be posted to her 16 million subscribers - one of them being Harry himself.

Twenty-minutes for her to back out and cancel the upload. She starts having doubts about it when Harry never replies to her text which is unlike him.

She takes Rufus out to avoid staring at the loading screen with unnecessary anxiety and uneasiness.

Harry is just getting home from a business dinner with the touring company’s management team. The tension and anxiety from today piling up on his shoulders and he just wants to call Y/N and crash in bed.

He tosses his keys in the little bowl in the entry and kicks off his dingy white vans to the side. His phone dings with an alert from Gemma.

You two are the literal cutest ever. It’s quite gross.

Harry slides onto a stool in his kitchen, confused by the text message before she’s sending the link to him.

Fine Line Inspired Cupcakes!

Harry isn’t quite sure why his heart starts pounding furiously in his chest. A sinking feeling in his stomach when he realizes that this was probably the surprise she was excited about.

He clicks on the thumbnail.

“Hiiii, it’s Y/N. Okay, well today we are going to bake some Fine Line inspired cupcakes. And if you haven’t listened to the album - get your ass out from rock you’re living under and stream it on Spotify!”

She has her hair down in long, waves and a loose cropped shirt that says TPWK in rainbow embroidery.

Harrys mouth is dry and he can’t take his fucking eyes away from the screen.

“Soo, I was thinking the first batch would be cherry flavored? ‘Cause he has a song titled ‘Cherry’. Let’s start there. First - I need to find my measuring cups.”

In true Y/N fashion, she scours her kitchen - cussing and yanking stuff out of her neatly organized cabinets before huffing and storming off to the side.

She comes back into view, a little frazzled but smiling when she holds up the ring of plastic measuring spoons, visible bite marks notched into the material.

“My asshole of a dog had a little snack,” Y/N shows the camera before shrugging, “Let’s get this shit started. Okay, you’re going to need one cup of sugar - no wait, two? I can’t read my fucking handwriting.”

Harry’s absolutely enamored by this scatter-brained, giggly girl who manages to produce cute blue and pink cupcakes that very vaguely resembled his album cover. His heart felt a million times too big for his chest.

He was enraptured for the entirety of the thirty minute video without taking his eyes away once.

To be honest, he hadn’t felt this way since his last relationship which was over a year ago at this point.

It’s not even a thought as he’s requesting a FaceTime with Y/N.

She answers after a few rings. She has a green face mask painted on her nose, chin, and forehead with gold eye masks under each eye. She is so fucking ridiculous it’s not even funny.

What is even more ridiculous is how gone Harry is realizing he is for her. She was quirky, unfiltered, carefree. If he was honest - he hadn’t met a girl like that in a very long time - especially a well-known influencer.

“Hi! How was your day, grumpy?” Y/N asks brightly, making a goofy face as the mask begins to tighten and crack on her skin. Not holding the earlier conversation against him and deciding to just move forward. She understood how stressful it can be.

“M’sorry. I was a bit grumpy,” He admits, “I loved your new video, darling. Did you make those just f’me?”

He can tell she’d be blushing if her face wasn’t covered, a bit bashful as she mutters, “You already know I did it for you.”

“You’re too sweet to me, only six days until we meet,” Harry replies, voice taking on a slow, lazy drawl.

“Six days,” Y/N repeats, eyes crinkling as she smiles with excitement.

“Is this outfit too much?” Y/N panics. Even though there’s literally nothing she can do about it - they’re already walking towards the backstage entrance of the massive arena. It’s still about two hours until the show starts but Harry requested her to come earlier.

Laney sighs, “For the millionth time, you look fucking sexy and Harry’s going to want to rail you right when he sees you.”

Y/N shoves her lightly with a faux annoyance as they meet up with a burly man who’s blocking the entrance to the backstage hallway and rooms.

She gives him their names and pulls up the passes on her phone before he’s nodding with any expression and letting them pass.

They’re not quite sure where to go from here so they begin to wander down the long hallway toward what looks to be the main area that people are milling about.

Y/N is nearly on the ground when someone rounds the corner without looking and walks right into her. Both of them let out huffs of air as they collide and attempt to stabilize themselves.

But there are large hands grasping her arms and holding her steady. In typical Y/N fashion she’s already cursing, “fuckin like a brick wall, look out next time.”

Then she’s looking up to Harry staring back down at her with an amused expression. He doesn’t let go of her and instead tugs her against his bare chest. He’s warm and a bit sweaty - like he’d just worked out. He was only in a pair of thin, running shorts, nike tennis shoes, and a little clip holding his hair off of his face.

Y/N can’t help but wrap her arms around his waist, returning the embrace and amazed by how right it feels to be in his arms. Her face tucks right against his collarbone and it’s like they’d known each other for years.

Pictures and videos don’t do this man justice. He’s gorgeous - sharp edges and dark inked skin. Tall and muscular but dimples that are carved in his cheeks.

“Nice to meet you, m’Harry,” Harry rumbles, removing one hand from Y/N’s shoulder to reach out his hand to her friend.

Laney shakes his hand before asking, “Laney. I’ll leave you two lovebirds be. Where’s the food?”

Harry chuckles against Y/N’s wavy hair, “Down the hall to the left.”

Laney’s trailing off without another glance, she was very food motivated despite her skinny frame. Also not wanting to intrude of the very personal first moments of their meeting.

The popstar pulls back to look down at the girl he’s fallen for in mere weeks. She’s as beautiful as he thought she'd be - if not more. He can’t help himself, “Would it be too forward to kiss you?”

Y/N smiles widely, running a hand along his jawline, “I’ve wanted you to kiss me since you stayed up on FaceTime with me until two in the morning as I cried after watching The Notebook - despite me seeing it a million times.”

Harry ducks forward to press his lips softly to her, large hands come to cup the side of her face as they connect. He’s so gentle as he moves his mouth against hers. In true Y/N fashion, she’s bold and has no hesitation slipping her tongue into his mouth.

He’s so fucking in love with her. It doesn’t make much sense - it’s definitely not logical but he’s realizing that’s okay.

“Oii, get a room!” Someone shouts from down the hallway teasingly.

Harry flips them the middle finger and pulls back, pink lips swollen and puffy, dimples on full display, “Let me take you out to dinner after the show, darling.”

“You going to wine and dine me, Styles?” Y/N giggles, unable to contain the pleasant warmness he’s spreading through her body.

“Mmm, have t’make sure you’ll want to keep me,” Harry murmurs happily against her lips once again, pressing kiss after kiss to her to make sure she’s real, “Definitely want to keep you.”

Y/N bites teasingly at his bottom lip, hand planted on the soft but firm skin of his stomach, “You’re never getting rid of me, hope you know that.”

“Was hoping you’d say that, now let me introduce you to my band.”

-- ---- ---- -- 1 year later - -- --- --- --

“Hi bitches! Today is a super special day. We have the one, the only Harry Styles filming with us. I know that’s not really that special since he’s on here all the time with me. But we’re celebrating our one year anniversary!” Y/N smiles, bumping hips with Harry who stands dutifully next to her.

Anyone viewing can see the absolute heart-eyes and adoration he has for the girl standing next to him. He’s still as lovestruck and gone for her as he was the first time they met. Harry’s fans were thrilled - for the first time in years, he’d opened up again.

They weren’t very public on social media beside’s tagging each other in memes and posting the occasional picture. Y/N was constantly uploading cooking videos from wherever in the world she was with Harry on his tour, she’d also begin making vlogs about different foods she’s been experiencing.

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“Okay, so here in Peru - they’re known to have this really fucking spicy beef with noddles. So obviously, I’m going to make Harry try it first,” Y/N laughs as she props the camera up on the side of the table on a napkin holder.

Harry - who has a concert in a few hours - frowns at the steaming dish in front of him, “Darling, I don’t want to try it first. It’s going to burn my mouth. Not gonna be able to sing.”

“You’re sucha baby sometimes,” Y/N rolls her eyes, slurping up the noodles with her fork while making a silly face at her boyfriend. She pulls back, straight-faced, “It’s not hot at all. Tastes amazing, though.”

Harry takes that as an initiative to shovel a spoonful into his mouth. It only takes half a moment until his taste buds erupt in fiery flames from the spices, “You bloody little brat, y’tricked me! It’s so fuckin’ hot!”

Y/N smiles widely, laughing much too loudly in the restaurant when Harry chugs the glass of water next to the plate while glaring at his love. “I’m sorry, s’just to easy with you, lovie,” She replies, leaning over the table to press a kiss to his lips.

He’s a sucker for her and kisses her right back despite his mouth being an inferno. His heart was on fire for her and that burned much more intensely.

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“No, love. The instructions say baking soda, not baking powder. They’re not the same thing,” Harry sighs, attempting to read her scribbled, sloppy handwriting. She’d already spilled milk on half of the paper.

“S’interchangeable, right?” Y/N hums, cracking an egg into the bowl and Harry automatically knows to look to fish out the eggshells that’d she’d let slip in because she sucks at cracking eggs but always wants to do it.

Harry reaches over her, grabbing the vanilla extract and a teaspoon, “It’s not, baby. Lemme do this real quick.”

“Will you make me a grilled cheese after this?” She asks, nuzzling into his side and wrapping her arms around his waist as he finishes adding the wet ingredients to their bowl. Harry stopped questioning her thought process a long time ago.

Harry swipes his finger into the mixture of icing off to the side and rubs it right onto her nose, cackling at her pout and squeaking when she pinches at the fleshy skin of his hips. She in turn dips her finger into the sugary cream and pops it right into her mouth.

Harry eyes darken, watching her lips purse as she sucks off the icing. It was a dirty move on Y/N’s part and she knows it. It has her boyfriend dragging an icing-covered thumb along her collarbone before leaning down to slowly lick up the sugary trail with his tongue.

When Y/N slides her fingers into his hair and lets out a pretty moan, Harry’s standing back up, trailing over to the tripod and saying into the camera, “We’ll be back after a little commercial break,” and is then turning off the record button.

It takes little to no time for Harry to have Y/N’s bum on the countertop, mouth on her neck, and hand in-between her thighs.

And when they finally posted a very edited final cut of the video - well there may be a couple of fans who notice the how flushed Y/N is halfway through and a lovely purple mark on Harry’s neck that wasn’t there in the beginning of the video.

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hansolmates · 3 years

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bts masterlist✨

all m.list sets are made by the wonderful vivi @eerieedits

fluff - ✨ angst - ☁️ smut - 🍑 completed - ✅ personal favorites - 💕

one shots / drabbles

-the proposal (m) ✨ ☁️ 🍑💕 20.1k drabbles; #1 Jeon’s the editor-in-chief for Big Hit Publishings, a closet romantic with a penchant for antagonizing his assistant on the reg. When his work visa is in the process of being renewed and he takes a trip to Norway, his eligibility to stay in America is on the line. However Jeon Jungkook doesn’t go without a fight, and in order to save his job he offers you a proposal you can't refuse.

-give me five more minutes (loving you) (m) ✨ 🍑 953 jungkook’s the banker, and he’s investing in your time.

-off-league ✨ ☁️ 🍑 6.2k you decide to do a little boudoir photoshoot for yourself—a little sexy lingerie, some bunny ears, maybe even a little nudity to make you feel more body positive about yourself. that little photoshoot doesn’t end up being for yourself anymore when you accidentally send those sexy pictures to your stupidly hot, stupidly talented childhood friend who you haven’t spoken to since middle school graduation.

-black magic ✨ ☁️ 8.2k a witch with an ambition for learning, you stumble across a crushing spell in the middle of the forbidden section. of course you have to try it out! what happens when the crushing spell not only has jeon jungkook crushing on you, but you

-a hero’s journey (m)✨ ☁️ 🍑💕 22.2k drabbles: #1 jungkook and jisoo are the mightiest power couple. however, one drunken confession and that whole facade fades in an instant. you realize that maybe you need to break from your unvaried life for a bit and be the hero of your own love story

-here comes the bride, all dressed in pride ✨ 17.3k You and your cousin Doyeon have had beef with each other since the sandbox. When she plucks the last straw, you decide to end your long-simmering fight by claiming that you and her ex—Jeon Jungkook, are now boyfriend and girlfriend

-17 going on 27 ✨ ☁️ 22.6k one second, you’re sobbing at prom because the most popular guy in school dumps you due to your relationship being a little prank to break your heart. the next? you’re a creative editor at Ego, the hottest young adult fashion magazine. as you try to figure out what’s the deal with this sudden time skip into adulthood, you come across relationships and friendships that are made to be cherished and made to be broken.

-tingle (m) ✨ 🍑 1.3k your super hot, super sexy tattoo artist manages to catch you off-guard mid-session. at least his touch keeps the pain off your mind

-busted in busan ✨ ☁️ 10k you’re snowbound at the airport, when the only thing you want is to be homebound. your anxieties heighten as the snow rises, worried that you won’t make it in time for christmas where your fiancé and his parents expect you—picture perfect. when all flights are cancelled due to a massive storm, you have to turn to the hands of an unlikely, hard-headed hero who knows the fastest way out of busan (and into your heart)

-me time (m)✨ ☁️ 🍑 1.3k the first time virgin!mc meets her mans (but she doesn’t know it yet)

-uncrushed ☁️2.4k you’ve liked jungkook for the longest time, but you believe it’s time to cut the cord—literally

-twitch (m) ☁️🍑2.1k android!jk is jealous of your new vibrator

series

-a royal exchange; 01, 02 ✨ ☁️ ✅ 9.8k she’s the man!au where princess yn impersonates her brother yoongi in order to finish his degree on time while yoongi is thrusted into princely duties. jeongguk is in the mess purely through room arrangement

-angel’s trumpet (m) ✨ ☁️ 🍑 ✅ 45k one second, your life is flashing before your eyes and the next, you’re transported into a world exactly like your own. but the jungkook you meet in this world isn’t a renowned singer or your former almost-lover, in fact he has no clue who you are and why you know him so well. as you work to find your way home lost and confused, you conclude that you’re either dead or in the middle of the most wicked drug trip of your life

-popular-ish (m) ✨ ☁️ 🍑✅ 💕 17k drabble series feat. popular!jk x normie!reader -one more time (m) 7.1k finale of popular-ish feat. (former) popular!jk x (former) normie!reader

-remote learning (m) ✨ ☁️ 🍑 ✅ 5.7k -distance learning (m) 6.1k drabbles: #1 working remote sucks, and you would love a little relief. after buying a new toy to blow off some steam, you’re baffled when you can’t cum. however, jungkook thinks you’re doing it wrong, and shows you a thing or two.

-(not) best friends 2 lovers ✨ ☁️ 🍑 ✅ *main plot is 8k feat. jock!kook x (not) best friend reader

-shiver (m) ✨☁️ 🍑 ✅ 23.9k -bloom (m) feat. bad boy!jk x church girl!reader

-day by day ☁️✅19k snapshot series of single dilf!jungkook and his best friend raising his baby daughter

-ever ever after ✨ ☁️ (inc.) feat. divorce lawyer!jk x princess!reader, enchanted!au

coming soon!

one shots / drabbles

-g.p.s - god, parents suck (m) ✨ ☁️ 🍑 5.1k feat. dilf!jin x hotelier!reader

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kkeropui · 2 years

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profiles ! whores 4 woodz

## yn : a sophomore at hybe highschool, likes to think she's the biggest moodz in the world, does everything but studies but still manages to stay afloat (somehow), knows everyone but is only close to a a handful, reads as a hobby, really clumsy, loves the rain- rain weather best weather !!!! leader of the yonghee hate club yuh. doesn't really like talking to people but doesn't mind when they talk to her first !

## jiung : the coolest best friend in the whole wide world, first met yn in kindergarten only to find out they were actually neighbours until he moved when they started high school :0 like 2 peas in a pod. kinda has anger issues, which is why most people are scared to approach him but is actually a cinnamon roll. he's probably the chillest one in the group lawl #jiungsupremacy

## isa : no 1 yn protecter. the sweetest human being on earth :( really, a sunshine. a smile that could simply brighten up your day if you were having a bad one. usually one to sit and watch everything happen than participating unless someone is hating on yn then that's a whole different story !!! but if its yn hating on someone, she's suddenly blind !!!

## yonghee : likes to start fights he can't finish .. prolly because he starts crying halfway through .. poor hee .. maybe not because it's the consequences of his own actions :P bring up his dark past and you're immediately on his hate list FOREVER. deep down he is super duper nice .. literally the sweetest but oh well we live in a cruel world !!!

## yeonjun : you know that senior that everyone has a crush on ? that is him .. seriously the amount of people that would do anything for him .. i mean seriously ... i would do anything for him too but damn the competition .. had beef with some guy named beomgyu at some point but let's not talk about that <3 found out he lived near yn and decided he was gna walk her home so she felt safe ! WHAT A GENTLEMAN !!!

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macybeckham7 · 3 years

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Can you please do either a Jordan Pickford or a TAA one please where you have to break up a heated argument with him! Will you make it long and angry? ps can I just say I love your writing

‘YN!’ one of your friends call you over, she pulls you over and says in your ear above the loud music about your boyfriend being in little altercation. You rush into the smoking area as you see him going head to head with the dickhead who was trying in on with you earlier in the night. ‘Mate she loves the attention, she was all over me’ the guy smirks. You look at him laugh, you rush over to them and pull him apart. ‘Hey he isn’t worth it’ you say softly as you push him away and standing infront of him. ‘As soon as someone gives her attention, she’ll go weak at the knees for them’ he smirks. You see him tense as you instantly grab his wrist, you sandwich his face as you make him look at you. He sees the softens in your eyes as your thumb gently caress his cheek. ‘It’s not worth it’ you say before you try manage to get him away while his teammate was trying to settle the guy to stop the beef.

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frogtanii · 3 years

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Hey hey hey J!!! How are you today? Hope you’re well :) 💜💜

This chapter was wow oh wow. Look at Osamu Miya becoming self aware! And yes he gets the full name since he’s been a royal douche and he even took out his frustrations/ blamed his problems on Queen YN and made her cry. I’m also not actually impressed since he caused her even more trauma, like sir please learn some self control it’s embarrassing that this is what we’ve become. I find it funny how he blames YN for making Tsumu hate him yet he chooses to constantly berate and belittle Tsumu’s best friend. All her beef with Meiko aside, he should be cordial to her bc Tsumu loves her and he loves Tsumu, point blank period. Being rude to someone your sibling really cares about it just stupid because it hurts them which in turn will make them resent you. Like idc how much I don’t like my brother’s girlfriend, I’m never gonna be rude to her (she’s actually vv nice and I adore her) because that comes between me and my brother. I’m not losing my best friend over some random girl, and I’m most certainly not going to have to stop seeing my grandmother so that I don’t have to explain that fact. Over the last few chapters, I’ve really started noticing that Meiko and YN are foils of one another, and so are Tsumu and Osamu to an extent, so their relationships with the twins are also parallels. YN seems like such an angel (literally divine) compared to Meiko who’s the literal devil and then Tsumu seems more resigned when thinking about where his relationship with Samu has gone. Like when Suga?? said that he hoped he could get Osamu away from Meiko with the info that he has, Tsumu just said probably not (or something to that effect), whereas Osamu literally made YN feel physically unsafe in her own home. Tsumu could’ve gone on a rant about how brainwashed he (Osamu) is and how horrible Meiko is but all he said was nah. Also, looking at the two scenes between Yn and Osamu and Tsumu and Osamu, Tsumu only showed that amount of aggression after seeing YN in literal tears, whereas Osamu got into his head and did that. AND THEN, Osamu hates anyone even somewhat insulting Meiko, as seen when someone (might’ve been Tsumu??) called her actions stupid a few chapters ago and he said not to call *her* stupid, yet he’s always ALWAYS saying something to YN (it’s giving very much fan behavior, ig the couple that obsesses together, stays together huh?). Like mans could’ve left her alone, should’ve left her alone, had multiple opportunities to leave her alone, but just had to bother her. Can you tell that I have no sympathy for him??? Like as someone who loves her brother more than anything in this world, I would NEVER EVER let anything come between us because idk how I would manage without him. Like sir, get your priorities in order, either be a better human being or stfu ong mans is getting on my nerves. I was hoping for a twin brawl lowkey teehee. Like I wanted to witness Tsumu informing Osamu why exactly they aren’t close anymore, bc newsflash the answer isn’t YN :). And Suna???? Come on babes, I expected more of you. Meiko?? Really, that’s the best we can do???? This isn’t who we are. Disappointed, so disappointed.

Great chapter as always!! I hope you have a fantastic evening!!

-🦉

WOWIE i <3 this analysis of osamu n tsumu’s relationship??? lichrally gorgeous bestie omfg <333

#j’s asks #anons babey #℗ poker face #owl anon

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abcreid · 4 years

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The Other Woman (3)

Spencer Reid x Reader

sorry for inactive in months. i honestly busy with my life and now i have time to continue my story. Disclaimer: im not fluent in english so my grammar is bad. and im sorry if this story turned to be something awful and far for your imagination.

Part 1, Part 2 ••• Who Requested, Who Requested

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You and Spencer walked together without knowing where you two headed. Silent has been the company since you and him out from his apartment building.

“How are you, YN?.” He Finally break the silenced. His voice were soft. Soft enough to notice that he was nervous.

You smiled. “Never been better.” Obviously, you lied to him. You were on your worst. “So... you and Jennifer?” You dare yourself to asked him this kind of question. Because why not?

He didn’t respond for a while. Honestly you understand how he felt. His ex fiancé showed up after weeks they didn’t speak and now she asked a very random question.

“You don’t have to answer that. It’s none of my bus-“

“There’s nothing between me and JJ.” He cut off your words fast before you could ever finished it. “YN please, there’s nothing between me and Jennifer.” He held your right hand and you froze. His eyes were staring at yours. You couldn’t resist but staring at his as well. “YN YLN, please believe me.”

You nodded. “Yeah i believe you, Spence. You said it two times already.” He chuckled and you two walked again.

“So you and my mom,” he said it while we walked in silenced for 10 minutes. You could see from corner of your eye that he smiled. “What were you guys talked about?”

“About...,” you paused. “About her life, her disease, you.” When you said ‘you’, the memories about you and Diana talked popped out in your head. She remembered everything that happened weeks ago. She remembered snapped you, she never approved your relationship with his son, she hurted your feeling. She kept comparing you with JJ and she said she didn’t know you were his fiancée until last week Spencer told her that you returned back the ring and he lost it in the ditch. She even apologized to you. That moment few hours ago was the craziest thing ever happened in your life.

You still keep watching him over your eyes’s corner. He smiled. Like he was the happiest person on earth. “She apologized to me for what happened, Spence. She realized she was wrong and there’s no beef between us anymore.” “But i don’t think it will last forever.”

“Please don’t say that. That’s a progress for us.”

A month after Diana and you make up a new relationship, You and Spencer were in a good term. As a friends of course. You still love him, but the situation were different now. He looked healtier, better than before you and him still in fight. You could see from his eyes that he was disappointed he couldn’t get back with you. But... there’s nothing you could do.

And a month after that event, JJ and Spencer were getting closer than before. You don’t know if that was a real thing or they just faking it so you would be jealous.

“Hey kid you okay?” Morgan approached you. You were sitting at your desk watched JJ and Spencer stood together at pantry. “So you good with them together?”

You shrugged. “You tell me. You’re a profiler.”

“YLN, I’m so sorry for what happened to you. But if you fight harder maybe his mom will welcome you.” Morgan gave you a useless suggestion. You did nothing but sighed.

“I’m done with fighting, Morgan. The last time i did that, i lost Spencer. And If i did that, again, i might lose my life.” You crumbled the paper you held. Then you tossed it to trash can. “He looked happy when he was with her.”

“I’m guarantee you that Reid is happier with you.”

“I know. But what matters now that he’s happy with JJ. And i hope someday i will find my own.” Morgan couldn’t argued more with you so he left you alone.

You leaned on to your chair and closed your eyes. You and Spencer would never be a thing. You touched your ring finger. You still forgot you had no ring in it anymore. You remembered last week you met his mother and she completely kind to you. She liked you more when you were friends with his son. And she incredibly praised JJ whenever she around her. The chance to get Spencer back is zero.

“Hey YN?” Someone’s calling your name. You opened your eyes and Spencer stood before you.

“Yeah? What happened?” You stood up and faced him.

“Can we talk? In private? I need to tell you something.” His face looked so worried and nervous. You nodded and followed him to briefing room. When you and him arrived, he closed the door and shut the window so nobody could not look.

You sat on table while he still standing behind close door. “So what’s the matter?” He didn’t look at you. He kept looking on something but not you. Somethings not right. He didn’t act like this unless something bad is happening. You walked towards him slowly. “Would you tell me what happened?” You asked him softly so he didn’t freak out.

He pulled something out of his pocket. A ring. Your engagement ring from him. You shocked. Like what the hell he showed you that ring? Wasn’t that ring supposed to lost in a ditch? You looked around and nobody showed up. Are you being pranked?

“You mom said you lost it.” You couldn’t talk much to him because you didn’t know how to react.

“Yeah i manage to get it back.” He put back the ring to his pocket. He gave you a sad expression face exactly like the day you gave the ring back to him. What the hell is going on right now? He could read your mind and answer your question without hesitation. “You knew that my mother is sick and she wanted me to propose JJ with that ring.”

Your body is trembling after he said those words. Like you just kept asking yourself is it real? Your neck is choked and you couldn’t breathe.

“I want to tell you first because...,” he paused. “Because...,” he couldn’t finished his words. “Because... i don’t want to hurt you.”

You didn’t responding him and run out from the room.

The End

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fandom-puff · 4 years

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Headcanon requests really would be a shame, wouldn’t they? I guess I shouldn’t ask if you have any thoughts about Alfie Solomons proposing? (this is beautifultypewriter by the way)

@beautifultypewriter it would be a BLOODY TRAGEDY if I was to fulfil this request... ah well... I’m sure you’ll manage to forgive me :)

This is my first time writing for Alfie so be nice to me plz and thank :)

Alfie Solomons Proposing Headcanons

He wants to do it properly, in a fancy restaurant or a sentimental place or by the pier or ‘some romantic shit like that’

What he doesn’t want is some spur of the moment thing that he blurts out because he doesn’t want the baby in your belly to be a bastard

I’m sure you can imagine which one he gets...

You had popped into the bakery, high heels clicking against the floorboards as Alfie’s men kept their eyes down and Ollie chattered away.

you knocked on the door to his office, grinning to yourself when you heard an annoyed grumble of ‘how many fuckin’ times do I have to say if the blinds are shut-’

“Hello to you too Alfie,”

he grins and lets you in, shutting the door and pressing a soft kiss to your head. “And to what do I owe the pleasure of the loveliest girl in Camden town?”

“Just Camden town, eh?” he grins and you set your small basket on the desk.

“I brought you some lunch... figured you might need something to keep you going. Had a go at making bread, like you taught me as well,” you smile, and it’s honestly the most adorable thing he’s ever heard.

He just sits there as you talk.

“- and I brought some of that leftover beef from last night, and I picked up some margarine from the market, because, you know... Kosher,”

His eyes are all soft. You put so much effort into this relationship, taking care of him so well. He knew for a fact you’d asked Ollie what Alfie could and could not eat due to his religion a few months ago- Alfie had noticed more and more recipes from his childhood showing up on his table at night.

He helps you spread out the little picnic, before looking in the basket again, noticing your speciality egg-and-cress isn’t there. “No eggs, today, love?”

You shake your head and look down. “No... The smell... couldn’t bring myself to make them... makes me feel a bit queasy,” you said, slicing and spreading marge on the bread.

“Been feeling queasy a lot lately, yeah?” he says, eyebrows all furrowed together.

You look up at him, chewing your lip nervously. “I know... Alf, what if... I think I might be-”

There’s a loud bang and a load of shouting, and Ollie bursts into the office. “Sir, there’s- there’s been some trouble with-” he jabbers on about men fighting in the distillery before Alfie gives you an apologetic look before limping out of the office

you make a mental note to give him a massage tonight

It’s quiet until-

“Right you bastards! I am trying, right, to have a nice lunch with my girl, yeah, and all I can hear is you fuckers pissin’ about like kids on the fuckin’ playground! Any more fightin’ amongst yourselves you do down the pub, right, and not in my bakery, do I make myself fuckin’ clear! This is not what my fiancee and the babe in her belly fuckin’ need to hear, yeah? pack it in!”

It doesn’t really dawn on him what he’s just said until Ollie speaks up.

“So you’ve finally proposed, then boss?”

Another man pipes up- “And she’s up the duff? Fuckin’ ‘ell, Alf! I’ll get the missus to knit you something nice,”

When Alfie makes it back to the office after shaking a lot of hands and quietening down the cheers, you stare at him, eyes brimming with tears. “Alf?” you whisper, standing.

He puts his hands on your shoulders and looks you dead in the eye. “That wasn’t meant to go like that, love, I promise,” he says, kissing your forehead. “I was meant to do it all proper up in that restaurant you like in Soho, and-”

You cut him off with a kiss, murmuring that it’s alright and that you love him anyway

after A LOT of heated kissing, he gets down on one knee, right in his office. “At least I’m doing this bit properly, eh love? YN, Will you marry me?”

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imaginesmydearfandom · 6 years

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Fries Can Lead to Guys

A/N: Sorry this took so long (also sorry that this isn’t the best but I really tried!). Hope you like it and thank you for requesting! Requested by anon: So, I’m the one who’s really excited and loves Twelve, Hi! I’d like to request from the prompt list “I’m so in love with her/him, I don’t know what do do.” with Twelve, if that’s possible? Please and thank you. X Words: 1978 Warnings: fluff, slight angst maybe?

Another day, another tray. Working in the lunch line at the college had its pros (being able to eat all the leftovers) and its cons (having to deal with annoying students, staff, and having an excruciating boring day). The only way I could deal with the cons was because I had my best friend Bill Potts working with me. She was the one to actually convince me to apply for the job in the first place and to say it changed my life would be an understatement. I got my first job, was finally able to pay off some of my college debts, I bonded with my best friend more than I ever thought I could, and I got to travel all of time and space with said best friend and her professor. That was the last thing I expected when I signed up to be serving sandwiches, but that was my life at this point and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. After watching Bill and Heather exchange love-filled glances and Heather walked away with a tray that had way too many chips, I groaned. Bill looked at me. “What?” “Don’t what me. You do that every single day. Just ask her out already!” I said, putting a roast beef sandwich on a boy’s tray after he pointed to which one he wanted. “It’s not that easy.” “So, walking up to her and saying, ’Hey, Heather, want to go out for coffee this week?’ is so difficult?” Another sandwich, another student. “You don’t know what it’s like! You’ve never had a crush before!” she exclaimed. I didn’t give her a response, instead, I gave more people part of their lunch. “You don’t have a crush, do you?” “What? No, why?” “You totally do! Who is it?” Bill quietly exclaimed as to not draw attention to our conversation. “I’m not telling!” “Oh, so you do have a crush! I knew it,” she said with a grin. “Do I know them?” Should I tell her? Oh, hell, I tell her everything. Plus she knows a lot of people. “Yes.” “Okay, what people do I know that you know, too? Hmm… Is it Dave in the kitchens?” “What? No, ew. Why would you even say that he’s not even my type,” I answered with a disgusted expression. “Okay.” She didn’t say anything for a while and didn’t the rest of the lunch shift. After cleaning up, we went walked around the campus, her randomly saying names of people we both knew to which everyone I said no to. We ended up sitting down on a bench under a tree, watching the people pass by and sipping on coffees we had bought earlier. “There’s no one else we both know. Literally no one else. Unless… No way. Oh, my God. You like the Doctor!” “What? No, I don’t!” I insisted, trying to keep my voice and face normal. “You totally do! I can see why you two are always sending witty and flirty comments towards each other. It’s so adorable! Oh, my gosh, you have to ask him out! Maybe he’ll take you to an intergalactic McDonald’s or something,” she teased with a smirk. I groaned and put my face in my hands. “You’re never gonna let this down are you?” “Nope.” A pause. “Why him, though?” “Huh?” I looked up at her in confusion. “Why do you have a crush on him? I mean, I might if I wasn’t into girls but I don't see him that way. He’s like a grandpa to me or something, you know? Why do you like him like that?” I thought about it. Why did I like him? I stared off into nothing, trying to collect my thoughts. “I don’t know… He’s just so him. He’s so fascinating and clever and smart and creative and amazing. His accent catches my attention every time he talks about some space or history event that I had no idea even existed before the words left his mouth. His hair always looks so nice, as well. He cares about us and strangers, too, without even himself knowing it. He’s always so willing to help people and doesn't take a second glance at their past no matter what they did. He thinks so little of himself, but he’s the most incredible man I’ve ever met. I’m so in love with him. I don’t know what to do,” I finally admitted. Bill had her brows raised to her hairline. “I think so, too.” “Ugh, what am I gonna do? It’s not like I can just ask him out, even if he does like me like that, which I doubt he does. He’s a Time Lord from space and I’m me. I’m nothing compared to him.” “Hmm… I might be able to arrange something,” she slyly said. I furrowed my brows a this. “What do you mean? You’re not planning anything, are you?” “What? No, of course not,” she insisted, looking down at her coffee and fiddling with her straw in the ice. “Okay,” I replied suspiciously.

Bill didn’t mention our conversation the rest of the week, much to my relief. I was still wary though. What if she told him? My friendship with him would be ruined and awkward. I couldn’t bear that. She and I were serving lunch again, her and Heather giving each other lingering glances like they did every day. I rolled my eyes and held in a groan. If I said anything she’d just pester me about the Doctor in return. “You got any plans tomorrow?” she asked out of the blue. “I got a class at nine and I gotta meet up with Nancy to talk about our project for English at noon, but I’m free after that. Why what’s up?” “Well, I was thinking you should go to the Doctor’s lecture tomorrow at two,” she suggested. I eyed her. “This doesn’t have to do with our conversation we had last week, does it?” “What? No. You’ve never been to one of his lectures, which I don’t see why ‘cause they’re so interesting. I heard he’s gonna talk about paradoxes tomorrow and thought you’d be interested.” I hummed. “Paradoxes do sound fun… Sure. Why not?”

Turns out, Bill was right: it was interesting. The Doctor kept my attention the entire time, even if I had a hard time processing what he was saying, making eye contact with me at least every five minutes. Probably just wondering why I’m here since I never go to these, I mentally brushed off. The lecture lasted three hours. Who knew a person could talk that long about paradoxes? Well, he did steer off for about forty-five minutes ranting about how people’s concept of time is completely wrong and that the world needs to teach children the proper way that time is constructed of: a “big ball of wibbly-wobbly timey-wimey stuff.” The room erupted with laughter at that line, myself included. The Doctor walked all over the stage during the three hours, using his chalkboard to draw demonstrations every once in a while (which kind of helped sometimes). After he dismissed us, the class gathered their things and left, a one or two walking up to the Doctor, who was sitting on the edge of the stage so he was eye level with them and asking a few questions. “Uh, YN, could you stay for a moment, please?” he called as I put my purse on my shoulder. I nodded and he went back to talking to the student in front of him. Before making my way down, I bid goodbye to Bill, promising her I would catch her tomorrow for breakfast since she was heading home. Once I reached the bottom, the students were gone and the Doctor was up erasing the chalkboard. “So, what did you need?” I questioned, looking up at him. “Come up here,” he said, making a motion with his hand towards himself. I did, climbing the stairs on the side of the stage. “Yes?” He turned to face me, chalkboard now clean, and asked, “Did you enjoy the lecture?” “Yes! It was very interesting even if it was difficult to wrap my head around it sometimes,” I responded with a chuckle, one he returned. “Good, I’m glad you liked it. Bill said you would.” I furrowed my brows. “Bill?” “Yes, you know, your best friend? Travels with us through time and space?” “Yeah, I know who she is I’m just confused on why you consulted her about our lecture. Surely, you don’t need your students’ approval.” “Well, when it comes to you, I do,” he replied. “What’s that supposed to mean?” He took a few steps closer to me, practically at arm's length. I looked up at him, the light shining through his hair that, creating a light shadow over his face. His eyes held an emotion I couldn’t place. “It means that you have this control over me, YN. I had planned on talking about Mozart today, but I changed my plans when Bill came into my office last night telling me she had something to show me, well more like listen. It made me ask Bill to take you here today. Do you know what that thing was?” I shook my head, extremely confused. “It was a recording of you confessing your feeling for me.” I closed my eyes and sighed. She said she wouldn’t tell him! What’s worse is she went behind my back and recorded me and had him listen to the recording. How could she? “Look, Doctor, I’m sorry about Bill. I don’t know why she did that and it was a very dumb move on her part because now our friendship is ruined because-” “YN, relax. I understand. Really, I do. I’m glad she told me. She’s known about my… feelings toward you since the beginning,” he hesitantly told me. My eyes widened. “Your… feelings? For me?” “Yes, that’s what I just said. I don’t know what it is about you, but you've managed to find your way into this old man’s hearts. Every day you continue to amaze me with your witty comments and clever ideas. I began to notice the way you laugh, the color of your eyes, the way you have your coffee. I didn’t know what I was feeling at first until Bill confronted me about it. It was then I knew it was you. It was always you, I suppose,” he confessed, looking down as he shakily chuckled, his hands in the pockets of his pants. It took me a moment to process what he said. The Doctor has feelings… for me? Me. of all the people in the entire time of the universe and he chose me? “Is that how you really feel or are you just trying to be nice and let me down easy?” His eyes found mine. “I meant every word.” I smiled and felt tears prickle my water line. I looked up and blinked multiple times to avoid crying in front of him. “Are you crying? What did I say wrong? Was it the coffee thing? Is that not what humans do?” “No, no. These are happy tears. Gah, I can’t believe this is happening. Come here,” I said, standing on my toes, throwing my arms around his neck and pulling him in for a hug. I didn’t feel his arms wrap around my back for a few moments and when I did, I heard him ask, “This isn’t going to become a regular thing now, is it?” “It totally is,” I replied, my grin getting wider. He sighed. “I suppose I could get used to it.” And we stood there on the stage of the lecture hall hugging each other. The Doctor and YN. Together. Just as it should be. All because of one Bill Potts.

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