#but i kept listening to ‘like him’ today while driving and walking to class

[madaqueue]

hm . managed to turn my quick little drabble idea into a character study on the transformation of ajax into childe . hmmmm

[layaispunk]

teacher's pet | professor!joel miller x reader

summary: You fall asleep during Mr. Miller's class.

warnings: age gap (age not specified, but reader is in their 20s and joel is in his 40s), mentions of family conflict & insomnia, pet names, (darlin, sweetheart, honey)

wc: 1k

a/n: obviously ... inspired by the new pedro content we got today

The low hum of Professor Miller’s voice filled the lecture hall, deep and steady, weaving through equations and theories about quantum superposition. He spoke with the kind of ease that only came from years of experience, his southern drawl giving life to concepts most people would struggle to grasp.

But you weren’t listening.

Your head rested against the cool surface of your desk, arms folded beneath it, as sleep tugged at your exhausted body. You hadn’t meant to drift off, but with the hall's dim lighting, the soft buzzing of electricity and Mr. Miller's voice ... it just happened. You hadn't properly slept in a while. Sleep didn’t come easy at home. It barely came at all.

And now, in the steady rhythm of Joel’s lecture, your body gave in.

You didn’t notice when his voice paused mid-sentence. Didn’t see the way his gaze lingered on you from across the room, brow furrowing. Most students in his class wouldn’t dare slack off - he had a reputation for being strict and demanding. But he knew this was different.

With a sigh, he set down the marker in his hand, rolling his shoulders before speaking again, this time a little softer.

"Alright, we're done for today. Don't forget about the test next week."

Students immediately began shuffling around, packing their thick quantum physics books in their backpacks. The shuffling of footsteps and quiet conversations faded together as everyone walked out the door.

Joel watched as students made their way out, but you haven't moved. While everyone else rushed to leave, you were sat there, with slacked posture, eyes shut on the table.

His jaw tightened. Something about it didn’t sit right with him. You were a good student, but you were struggling trying to keep up with everything lately, and he could tell you were burnt out. He leaned back against the blackboard full of scribbled physics drawings, as he quietly watched you. You were quiet- very smart, very hardworking, always paying attention. One of the few students who actually gave a damn about this class. Maybe that's why he'd taken a liking to you.

Not that he has favorites. But if he did ... well.

Joel took a deep breath and stepped closer, his boots tudding on the floorboards. He paused for a moment before crouching down beside you.

You stirred as he got closer, blinking up at him, eyes heavy, your cheeks crimson. He could see it now—the exhaustion in your slumped shoulders, the way you barely kept your head up.

He leaned in a little, his voice low, almost like a soft command. "Sweetheart, you with me?"

You blinked, your gaze unfocused at first. It took a few moments before your eyes finally cleared, slowly waking from the fog of sleep.

"Hey," Joel said quietly, not wanting to startle you. "You okay to drive home?"

You blinked again, looking up at him, and for a moment, you looked like you hadn’t had a full night’s sleep in days.

"Yeah," you said, voice barely above a whisper.

Joel raised an eyebrow. "You sure? I know we live pretty close ... I could take you home"

You hesitated, not wanting to accept his offer but not trusting yourself to drive in the state you were in. "Are you sure?"

"Ofcourse."

You nodded. "Okay. Thankyou, Mr. Miller."

Joel stood up, his eyes still locked on you. ‘Alright then. Let’s go.’

You took a deep breath, starting to gather your things, trying to shake off the fog that still clouded your mind. You moved slowly, packing up your notes and slipping them into your bag. Joel just stood there, arms crossed, watching you with somber eyes. He didn’t rush you - he knew better than that.

Finally, you stood up, your bag slung over your shoulder, as he gave you small nod, leading the way out of the classroom.

As you both stepped into the hallway, the silence between you felt heavy. Finally, Joel spoke, his voice low, barely above a whisper, "things bad at home again?"

You hesitated, feeling the weight of his question sink into you, but you shook your head slightly, eyes focused on the floor. "I don’t wanna talk about it."

Joel nodded, his respect for your boundaries clear in the way he didn’t push. His silence was enough.

When you reached his truck, Joel held the door open for you, waiting for you to slide in before he closed it softly. When he sat on the driver's seat and turned on the car, he cleared his throat. "If you want, you can ride to school with me tomorrow. Your car’s gonna be here, right?"

You nodded, still feeling disoriented. "Okay." You paused for a moment before asking, "Um, is there any chance I could stay in your class during lunch time?"

"To go over the material for next week's test?" he replied with a sarcastic tone. He knew you didn't need any tutoring for his class. You were his top student.

You raised your eyebrow, smirking. There was an unspoken communication between you two. You were completely transparent to him, and he knew why you wanted to sit with him during lunch time. He always knew. You had talked to him before, opened up about many things, mostly about the situation at home.

He offered that you could stay in his class as long as you like, and that he'd talk to the school counselor to excuse your attendance from other classes. You didn't like doing it often, because you hate feeling like a burden - though he had never made you feel like one.

Presently, he gave you a thoughtful look before answering. "'Course. You can hang around as much as you like, darlin'. We already talked about this."

You smiled, appreciating his offer more than he knew. You weren't sure how to thank him for everything.

After a few moments, you told him the exact street you lived at and before long, Joel was pulling into your driveway.

The streetlights casted a soft glow over the road, and when he stopped the truck, he turned to you, slowly, "I’ll wait for you here at 7:30 sharp tomorrow, alright?"

You nodded, smiling softly. "Thanks, Mr. Miller."

"Just Joel will do, honey. I'll see you tomorrow."

He gave you a small wink, watching you get out of the truck and walk toward your door.

He stayed still for a moment, eyes following you as you disappeared inside. Only then did he pull away, already planning on being there first thing tomorrow morning.

thank you so much for reading! reblogs are always appreciated ♡

[luvhyukai]

bartender||han jisung x you||mdni

pairings: bartender!jisung x fempoc!reader

synopsis: you go to the same bar every night, served by the same bartender, you get jelly of another lady but little did you know that bartender man was only for you.

warnings: s m u t, strangers to lovers au, slowish burn, unprotected sex , mentions of drinking, use of petnames, slight orgasm denial(m and f), slight jealousy, slight angst, multiple orgasm (f), oral (m and f), pull out method, mention of masturbation, ji has a small obsession with u, lmk if i missed anything.

a/n: this is heavily influenced by the song “dream of you” by chungha. so i would recommend listening while reading! also thanks for all the likes and follows! enjoy ;) lowercase intended

story under the cut :)

ever since your break up with your ex, you havent failed to hit up the same bar everyday after work. the sweet, fruity and spicy alcoholic taste of whiskey seems to blow the stress of life right off your shoulders, it makes you forget about deadlines, the weight of your heart break, the weight of life. it makes you feel light, it relaxes you.

today was no different. you go to the same bar and order your drink. the bartender hands you the drink and makes the usual small talk. bless him, he can tell that life has been crushing you lately. “rough day?” he asks. “yeah man, life has gone to shit for me.” you replied. “‘m sorry about that honey, but let me know if you need a refill, just dont drink too much.” he said as he winked and walked away.

maybe its the liquor or maybe you didnt notice before, but ‘damn’ you think ‘hes so fucking fine.’ all the times youve come here, he serves you, but you never asked him for his name. you didnt wanna come off as a creep or anything, youre sure many people have asked him for his name. for some reason, he doesnt wear a nametag. fuck it, “excuse me bartender.” you said suddenly. he wasnt too far away from you, just a couple customers away. he motions you to wait while he finishes with a customer.

“hi, did you want a refill?” he asked. “uh…no…um…dont take this the wrong way..but youve been serving me for a while and i never got a name.” you said. he looked at you and smiled. “how rude of me. my name is jisung!” he said and extended his arm for a handshake. “oh no i shouldve asked you. but im [reader], nice to meet you!” you said as you shook his hand profusely. he stood there for a minute, looking at you. you were looking at him. truly taking in his features. the way his glasses sat on his beautifully sculpted face. the way his uniform sorta hugged his slim figure, he was actually breathtaking.

you wouldnt be surprised if he had a girlfriend. you would be surprised if he didnt. “excuse me bartender.” a lady called. you didnt even notice you were holding his hand at that point until he smiled, briefly squeezed your hand and walked away. his hands were soft. you followed him with your eyes, you seen the lady who called for him. she wasnt all that cute. her hair was nice and neat, her outfit was formal and classy, she looked like the business class.

she was looking at him with eyes full of lust, she was flirting with him. you could tell she was really flustering him because you could hear his small giggling. she looked over at you and smirked. the hell is wrong with her? what is she trying to prove? why are you getting upset about it? jisung isnt yours, and he for damn sure isnt hers either. before you could even get to that point, you asked him to close your tab and you left.

you sat in your car for a second to be sure you werent too fucked up to drive, you took a deep breathe and looked out the window. tonight was beautiful. lightly raining, and chilly. your mind started to drift back to the moment you learned his name. his voice kept traveling in your mind. it brought a small smile to your face, it warmed your heart a little. just then, you seen the same woman walk out, jisung following behind her, he gets into her car and they leave.

“the fuck?” you said in utter disbelief. you decided not to think too much of it and went home.

the next evening, youre back at the bar. same bartender, same everything. “[reader] the usual?” said jisung. you nodded and he got your drink ready. “you doing alright?” he asked. you nodded your head once more. he looked at you confused, you normally talk to him. you always talk to him, whats with the cold shoulder? he set your drink down, and you took it. everything that happened last night, the small anger you felt, it all came rushing back. and instead of taking your small sips, you down the whole thing. slamming the cup back down and catching some peoples attention. it caught the attention of jisung.

now he knew something was up. “[reader] you are not okay. whats going on with you?” jisung said with concern lacing his voice. “i am fucking fine. aint shit wrong with me. now another one please.” you said. youre also slightly tipsy. he looks more concerned now but still gives you another one. it felt like life was still crumbling down on you. so to numb it, you downed one shot, two shots, four shots, “thats enough [reader], i legally cannot serve you anymore drinks.” jisung said. “bullshit, this is bullshit. im fucking—outta here.” you said. you start getting hiccups now, you were also totally drunk.

“ill call a cab for you. your car will be here in the morning.” jisung said. “dont fuckin act like you care ab—about me. ji—jisung.” you said drunkenly. he looked at you with slight heartbreak. he does care about you. youre the reason why he works every night. he loves looking at you, admiring you. the day you unknowingly held his hand, he went home and masturbated with the same hand. “[reader], ill take you home instead. does anyone live with you that can make sure okay and also can pick your car up tonight?” he said. hes not supposed to take you home. he could lose his job over it. but he will do anything just to be close to you. “n—no” you hiccuped.

he sat you down in an isolated booth and finished the night. he served a few more people and then closed up shop. while he was doing this, you fell asleep. though he didnt wanna wake you, he had to at least get you standing up so he can help you walk to his car. “[reader]…..[reader]” he said while gently shaking you awake. you looked around to see the bar is empty. you looked at him with confusion. “hey, its time for me to take you home.” he said and smiled. you nodded as you rubbed your eyes and got up to walk. since you were still under the influence, you had some difficulty walking on your own. luckily jisung was next to you and ready to help you walk.

he helped you in his car, strapped you in, and began driving you home. “jisung.” you spoke. “yes [reader]?” he replied. “why are you doing this?” you said softly. “because i care about you. i care about your safety.” he said. sure it was the truth but it wasnt the whole truth. “if you cared, why did you go off with that ugly ass lady?” you asked. he grinned a bit. “she took me to her house, we made out but i told her i wasn’t interested in her. i told her i had my eyes on someone else.” he said. you went from being slumped over looking out the window to now sitting up and looking at him. “you did? what happened after that?” you asked invested. “she brought me back to the bar, i got in my own car and left.” he replied.

you eventually arrived at your home and he helped you in and helped you get settled. “ji?” you called. he looked at you. “can you stay the night with me? i dont want to be alone. i wanna be with you.” you said. he smiled softly and nodded. you both got into your bed and laid there. both of you are awake, both are scared to say something. “[reader], remember when i said that i told the lady i was interested in someone else?” he spoke. “yeah.” you answered. “well, ever since you came into the bar, ive been interested in you. i was too scared to introduce myself. after i learned that you were going through a break up, i tried to suppress my feelings and make sure i was there for you. im trying to say that i want you. i know you want me as well.” he said as he looked at you.

his words made you smile, “i do, want you.” you said as you looked at him and snuggled closer. he leaned a bit closer to your face, his breath fanning your face. you were the one who closed the gap and kissed him. it was one peck, then he came back and started to kiss you passionately. you climbed on top of him, not breaking the kiss. as the room started to get hot, you started to take off your shirt. him taking off his shirt revealing his slim but muscular body. jisung reached up and unclasped your bra straps. your bra fell down your body showing off your beautiful tits. he looked in awe.

he looked you in the eyes before taking one of your nipples and sucking on it. the other nipped was being teased by this free hand. you started to grind yourself on him to relieve some of the pressure. he groaned a bit as youre right on top of his cock. you threw your head back as he swirled his tongue over your sensitive nipple. he also started to rock his hips upwards to meet your pussy halfway. this causing both of you to moan softly. “i cant wait anymore ji.” you said needily. “okay baby, let me take care of you.” he said softly.

you climbed off him and laid on your back, jisung taking off your pants and then getting up to take off his. he laid down between your legs. “wow, so wet. and your pussy is so pretty. just like you baby girl.” he said as he looked up at you. it made you blush and subconsciously close your legs, but he caught them in time. he leaned in and licked it. a small teasing lick. you whined as you grew needier and needier for him. he heard your whines and stopped teasing. he began to really savor you by sucking on your clit. then dipping his tongue in and out of your hole. you moaned loudly as hes doing this to you. “that feel good?” he asked. “mmhm~” you replied not really able to say anything.

you started to rock you hips against his mouth and he started licking faster. you grabbed his hair and pushed his head into you for more. he giggled softly at this, the vibrations of it causing you to feel closer to your climax. “just like that—ah! just like that~” you screamed softly. he cooed into you again sending vibrations to your clit. you felt your high approaching quickly. as if his mouth wasnt enough, he took two fingers and fingered you quickly. this making your high wash over you. with a loud “fuck!~” you came hard.

your legs were shaking slightly from how intense it was. you sat up and kissed him deeply. tasting yourself made you moan. you pulled back. “your turn.” you smirked. he laid down and you sat between his legs. his fully erect dick was leaking some pre. you licked a fat stripe from the bottom of his dick to his pretty tip. he hissed at the sensation. you did that two or three times before you took his tip and started to suck on it. “oh goodness—oh go—that feels nice.” he whimpered. you smiled as you took his length all the way down. it took him by surprise and he subconsciously bucked his hips upwards. whatever didnt fit in your mouth, you took your hand and jerked it.

you bobbed your head and jerked him quickly, then slowly to tease. you kept that same pattern for about 5 minutes before he says “shit—baby..im gonna..’m cumming~”. you stopped before he could, he looked at you in amusement. “youre gonna regret that honey.” he chuckled. he flipped you over so you were on your back. he lined himself with you. “is this okay? we dont have to move on if you dont want to.” he said.

“im sure, i want this, i want you.” you moaned slightly. no more words were said as he slid himself into you. he was a couple inches bigger than your ex but he was definitely wider. the stretch making your toes curl. “oh my god baby, youre tight. its feels so good princess.” he moaned as he bottomed out. he stroked himself slowly in, slowly out. it was making your eyes roll back. you gripped his arm “faster, please ji. i need it…i need—it!” you moaned loudly as he sped up like you asked. he was knocking the wind from your lungs, it felt so good!

“i know you need it, you like how it feels? hm? you like how i fuck you?” he whispered in your ear. he reached his hand down and rubbed your clit. this made you closer quickly. “yes! yesyesyes—fuck im cumming!” you nearly screamed. he pulled out quickly and let you calm down. you frowned and whined. “told you, you’d regret not letting me cum.” he said. he turned you on your knees so you were in doggy position. he stroked himself a couple times before pushing himself back into you. jisung threw his head back and he rocked himself into you. he gripped your hips as he dragged you on and off his cock.

from this angle, you felt your climax about to hit again. maybe even harder than before. by this time, jisung was also close. his hips starting to lose rhythm and became sloppier by the seconds. “fuck [reader], youre gonna make me fuckin—cum!” he whined. you were so close to yours that you barely understood what he was saying. after a couple more hard thrusts of his hips, you were screaming and crying slightly as your orgasm hit you like a bus. he fucked you through your high. shortly after you he pulled out and started to stroke himself. “oh my god—im cumming…im cu—m’ gonna—fuck!” he moaned as he finished on your back.

after you both calmed down and cleaned up, he kissed you on the lips again. “im all yours baby, im all for you.” he said. you smiled as you let yourself drift back to sleep.

fin!

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[blingblong55]

Keep Driving -Simon "Ghost" Riley

Based on a request: When or if your requests are open can you do Ghost taking care of hungover f!reader please? Thank you <3 ---- F!Reader, fluff, established!relationship, hangover, boyfriend!Ghost ----

You were out with your friends tonight at some pub. The night was more than great, and it's been so long since you got to go out and catch up with your friends. Simon stayed back and was just your designated driver for the night and when you called, he excitedly drove to you.

Within ten minutes, he was there, getting out of his car and with a soft and warm hug, he guided you to the car. "Had fun, lovie?" he softly asks and you nod. Before you reach for the handle, he swats your arm away. Always a gentleman, his mum would remind him. He laughs when you pout, something so adorable but so funny to him. Once in the car, he notices how you were falling asleep and he knows a thing or two about falling asleep after drinking, so he won't let you fall asleep so quickly. "So, what did you talk about?" he asks as he keeps his eyes on the road. "…Old drama from school…with updated news," you mention and smile. Always the gossiper, you and he the listener to those stories.

"Any updates on that girl from science class?" He had to admit, he was invested in that story from day one. "Yes, and it gets better," you say and he nods. The whole ride home, the rundown of the drama was given to him.

Once he got you home, gave you something to eat and then made sure you got cleaned and into your comfy clothes. His big shirt on you and that warm and soft blanket that you like. Your head hurts as you begin to sober up. Simon knows this and he sighs, "You can drink the pill so your head doesn't hurt, lovie," he mentions and kisses your forehead, you groan.

"Si, I don't want to drink some pill," you wrap your arms around him and bury your face in his chest. A low chuckle escapes his lips, "Lovie, you need it, or else you'll cry like last time," he brushes your hair with his calloused fingers. "I hit my head while walking in, that doesn't count," you mumble and he smiles. Stubborn little thing you are, he thinks.

Was it scary to think he loved moments like this?

By morning, as he slept, he heard and felt you trying to get up from bed. But his strong arms snake around your body. It was like they were meant to hold you this way.

Your head hurts, your mouth dry and your eyes barely tolerate the light from the early sun. "Fuck, what did I do," you curse under your breath and just on cue you hear his laugh. "Told you so," he mumbles into your neck.

"Shut up," you lean into him. His body getting comfortable in this position.

"Pancakes?" he asks and you nod. "extra syrup please," you ask and he kisses your shoulder, a small yes from him.

It was his cure for hangovers. Maple syrup, coffee, pancakes for two, hash browns because you loved them and his terrible jokes.

The whole day, he kept himself beside you. Not a clingy man when he's home, yeah…sure.

It's a sunny day in Manchester, weird but beautiful that it happened today and what's more nicer is the fact he and you get to eat breakfast in the backyard. The warm sun and those yellow sunglasses of yours complement this great day.

He stays shirtless, his soft muscles letting the sun hit them. You, still in his shirt look at him. It was as if a symphony started playing when your eyes met his body. He is handsome, beautiful even.

Oh…you fell in love, didn't you?… Is that why your heart is beating fast? why now the sight of him has you blushing like a school girl? Why do you feel so many beautiful things for him? It's love, it's him, it's unique and peaceful.

For him, it was three days ago, when you two had gone on some road trip and instead of going home, you turned to him and said, "Keep driving, Si." That was how you ended up in his arms at some petrol station, blushing as you heard him whisper words he meant at that exact moment. "I'm falling in love with you, Y/N- what i…what I mean is…I love you," a nervous chuckle escapes him as you so gently kiss him.

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[sturniololoco]

Can you PLEASEEEE write a fic about Nathan and hockey🙏🏽🙏🏽🙏🏽

Big Game Pt 1

SLS x Nathan Doe

warnings: Not yet hehehe

Nathan's POV

Today was the big hockey game of the season for Somerville High School. We had made it all the way to the State Finals.

Matt and Chris, my best friends and a part of the Sturniolo Quadruplets, were playing in the game as well. Nick was there for photography reasons, and their sister, SLS/N, was tagging along to cheer us on.

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It was lunch time and the boys, SLS/N, and I were at our usual table in the back. We Chris and I were talking about the game while Nick and Matt were getting lunch in line. SLS/N was sitting quietly, writing in her notebook

She had her nose scrunched, biting her lip in concentration. Looking absolutely adorable while doing it. I couldn't help but look at her, getting distracted from Chris talking.

"Hey! Are you even listening?" He laughs snapping in my face.

I laugh, may face turning a little red. Lucky for me, Matt and Nick walk over. Matt gently ruffles her hair, as she looks up at him and smiles, showing her dimples. Adorable.

"So, you guys excided for your game?" I hear her ask.

I look up and she's looking at me. I quickly look down, stabbing at my lunch with my fork.

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The bell rang for lunch, the triplets taking the left to get to PE, while SLS/N and I take a right so I can drop her off at her Spanish class, just like we do every day.

Just before I drop her off, I work up the courage to take my home jersey, the one that I won't use because we're playing away today and toss it at her.

"Wear it at the game. You need a little spirit." I say, giving her a smile while running my fingers through my hair.

She catches it and unfolds it, holding it up and reading Doe on the back. She looks up at me and smiles.

"You know I can wear matt's or Chris's, right?" She asks, but kept the jersey all the same, tucking it into her backpack.

"Yeah, but my last names way cooler than theirs." I say, giving her a wave and walking to my class.

I hear her giggle then walk into her class.

-

As soon as the bell rang, I rushed out of my calculus class, down the main stairs, and out the door to get to the student parking lot. We had an hour and a half long drive to get the the ice rink, so we needed to get going.

Matt, Chris, and I all chucked our hockey gear into the back along with our backpacks, shutting the car door. We then hopped in the car, only to notice that SLS/N was not in the car yet.

"Oh my god, i thought I told her to get out quick." Matt mumbled under his breath, eyeing the long line of cars, cramming together while trying to get out of the parking lot.

We only had to wait about five more minutes until I see SLS/N running towards the car. The hops in between Nick and I in the back, out of breath and her cheeks pink from running all the way here.

"Matt-I'm so-so sorry. Some idiot spilled paint all over me." She says in between breaths.

only then did I notice the blue paint, running all the way down her shirt. Her shirt was wet, like she tried to get some of it off with water, only to make it spread worse.

But I was shocked at what she did next.

"Chris, can i borrow your hoodie for the game?" She asked her older brother.

He nodded, taking off his black sweatshirt and handing it to her. Much to my surprise, she peeled of her wet shirt, leaving her in just a sports bra before throwing Chris's hoodie on.

I felt my cheeks turn red, noticing how close I was to her bare skin. She then dug around in her backpack, and pulled out my other jersey, and put that on over the black hoodie.

I smiled at myself, admiring how good she looks with my name on her back.

New series y'all!!! Part 2 tomorrow if ur interested, let me know in the comments!!!

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[xirayn]

Long distance Stonathan as requested by @fortnightdjo

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"So when are we going to meet this imaginary boyfriend of yours, Country Club?"

Steve finishes mixing the bloody mary Rosanne Thorne always ends her night with, though the sun will be starting to peek over the New York City skyline by the time Steve gets home. It has been over a year since he started working at The Back Door and the performers have been asking that same question since they learned he was taken.

The drink is garnished with a skewer of cornichons, salami, and cheese kept on hand specifically for nights Rosanne is on stage.

"Once he gets his acceptance letter," Steve answers as he slides the drink over. He goes back to cleaning, smiling to himself at the thought of finally adding the last piece to complete the life he's built for him and Jonathan.

Back in Indiana, Jonathan is attending community college a short drive from Hawkins. Steve understands why. His family might not need him to help pay for bills anymore and Hopper is there to be the 'man of the house', but Jonathan has been too responsible for his family for too long to just leave. So, Steve made an offer: he would be the carrot at the end of the stick and move to New York City while Jonathan earned what credits he could transfer to NYU. If Jonathan still couldn't leave after a few years of seeing his family was alright without him, Steve would move back with life experience beyond a small, midwest town and an interdimensional hellscape.

Rosanne takes a long sip of her drink, considering Steve in a way he got use to sometime back in high school. "Well, if you decide you want a real boy, I called dibs."

Steve chuckles. "You'll be the first to know."

On his walk home, Steve wonders if the crowd and noise will be too much for Jonathan or if he will like the anonymity of being just another face. There is definitely an appeal to it. Safety, as well, since Steve is more concerned about the military or KGB tracking him than he is pickpockets.

There is a padded envelope in his mail. Excitement breaks through his growing fatigue and he practically runs up the three flights of stairs leading to his one bedroom apartment. It's small, but as much as he can afford within a reasonably walking distance of NYU. He calls Jonathan. As the phone rings, he opens the envelope. A groggy voice greets him.

"Don't you have class, Byers?" Steve teases. He presses play before getting a bagel to pop into the toaster. David Bowie croons about changes through the stereo.

"Fuck you, it's Sunday," Jonathan yawns.

"Church, then." The scoff on the other end of the line makes Steve chuckle.

He listens to Jonathan's usual morning grumbles. They talk for a few minutes every few days between Steve going to sleep and Jonathan waking up since long distance calls are expensive. It also allows Steve to check in. Jonathan is likely to skip meals or sleep if not reminded.

"I'd rather love you then be saved," Jonathan says and Steve melts a little. Before can respond, however, the song changes. He recognizes it immediately.

'Start spreading the news, I'm leaving today'

"You got in," he murmurs in realization. Frank Sinatra continues to sing as Steve repeats, louder, "You got in!"

"I did." The sleep has left Jonathan's voice. Steve can picture the amused quirk of his lips and affection in his eyes along with the shy way he ducks his head whenever someone is happy for him. "Do you still have room for me?"

"I think I can find some."

[animesmolbean]

Try Defying Gravity

A Twisters fanfiction

Author's Note: I'm back!!!

I'm so, so sorry for the hiatus and long wait for this chapter! I got super busy with school, then right after I got out, I went on vacation, then basically unwinded for all of May. Then, I started summer classes in early June. Luckily, since I'm ahead of things in class, I have a grace period.

Additionally, I have been writing drafts for other stories I want to create. I have two of them in mind. One I've mentioned before, and the other is a new one. The new one is based on a Netflix show I thought I would never watch, but somehow ended up watching and liking how messy and chaotic it is. And that show is XO, Kitty. I honestly thought I would thoroughly hate this show, based on what people say about it. While the arguments about it are very well founded, I can't help but be entertained by this chaotic show. And also because Minho is so damn hot! 😍♥️

So, I'm writing a draft for that. I already have a story I'm going to write up.

Back to this story. This was a very hard chapter to write. Not because I couldn't choose a scenario like for Chapter 4, but because I was too busy to write anything. But, here it is! Luckily, the next two chapters should be pretty easy to write! I can't wait to share them when they're done!

Hope you enjoy the chapter! ♥️

Chapter 5: Twins

The next morning, (Your Name) woke up a little earlier than she expected and got ready. She slipped on a dark gray button-up, soft, black wide legged dress pants, and her fancy combat boots. She brushed her hair and pulled it into a ponytail. After applying a bit of makeup; neutral eyeshadow, and some tinted lip balm, she grabbed a cross bag she used to carry anything for work and left her room.

She saw that everyone, StormPAR and Tyler's crew, were setting up to leave. She approached the StormPAR van, taking glances at Tyler's team as she did and stopped, standing by Javi and Tyler.

“I'm ready to go.” She spoke up.

Scott turned to look at her and he gave her a smile, saying sarcastically. “Good. Glad to see you're listening to your superiors today.”

That smile. That tone of voice. It made (Your Name) want to punch him in the face.

Resisting that urge, she walked closer to Javi. She also got a glimpse of Kate, instantly making her feel better.

“Ready to go?” Javi asked.

(Your Name) replied with a nod, and a smile.

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They arrived at the same designation they were at yesterday.

Everyone was working separately on their own thing. StormPAR doing their thing, and Tyler's team doing their own thing.

Meanwhile, (Your Name) was sitting in the passenger seat. She tried to ask around the team, wanting to help them with anything, but they either politely declined or brushed her off.

She thought about what Tyler told her last night. ‘Are they really that self-centered? Could they be?’ She knew Kate wasn't like that at all. Javi seemed like a nice guy, but considering his deal with StormPAR, not to mention what Kate had told her about what she saw earlier. She remembered that Kate told her that she saw Javi talking with some guy named Riggs about home improvement or something around the area where tornadoes have struck.

(Your Name) thought it sounded odd, considering what StormPAR normally focuses on. But she kept it in the back of her mind for later.

Then, she heard Kate and Javi's voices, and the driver door opened, and Javi sat in the seat. “Ready to go? Kate found a storm!”

With those words, (Your Name) nodded and immediately maneuvered herself into the backseat of the van so Kate could get in. Kate protested that she didn't have to do that, but (Your Name) told her she didn't mind.

Javi stepped on the gas and started to drive down the road, heading in the direction of the storm Kate found. As they drove, Kate and (Your Name) looked up at the clouds; they were starting to darken and form. “It already has a nice structure. Moisture levels are just right, and there is lots of CAPE.” (Your Name) spoke up first, leaning forward from the backseat.

Kate hummed, looking at the darkening clouds. “Flow is clean. Pulling tons of warm, moist air from the south. Here's the mystery, though.” Kate spoke too, not knowing that a certain dirty blonde male was telling his crew the same information at the exact same time as the two girls.

“We actually don't know how a tornado forms. We see the hook on the radar, but-” Kate trailed off, pointing at the screen sitting in front of them. (Your Name) jumped back in, “What are the invisible factors coming together? Every little detail that has to be perfect…. It's pretty incredible actually.”

Kate looked at (Your Name) as she spoke freely. Seeing her friend sharing her thoughts and expressing them openly was nice to see. A big reason why they became friends was because they both thought similarly and seemed to know what the other was thinking. Kate smiled softly and wrapped her arm around (Your Name)’s shoulders. The action made the (Hair Color) haired girl smile back and return the favor.

Javi smiled at the sight, but it went back to a serious expression when the spiraling clouds started going down, forming a tiny funnel. “Come on, come on, come.” He muttered hopefully. Just then, the tiny funnel got longer and touched the ground. “There it is. Yeah, baby!”

The two girls broke away from their embrace and gazed in amazement at the sight of not one but two tornadoes rotating around each other.

“Go faster.” Kate told Javi, patting his arm. Javi whooped as he did.

“You ready?” Javi asked Kate.

“Let's get our data.” The two do their friendship handshake.

Tyler's truck pulled up from the side to the trio’s vehicle. From behind his window, he gave a charming smile to the trio before winking at (Your Name) before speeding off. (Your Name) shook her head in amusement at Tyler.

“Come on Javi.” Kate told him.

“All right, guys, stop playing these games. Let's cut these guys off.” Javi sped up and managed to get around Tyler. As the two vehicles drove beside each other, Kate and (Your Name) both twirled their fingers like how Tyler does on his channel. For (Your Name), she added a cheeky smile to the mix before Javi sped up, making them miss Tyler's playful smirk at the (Hair Color) haired girl.

Kate and (Your Name) whooped.

“Alright, which one is going to stay?”

“Let's go to the right.” Kate replied. (Your Name) hummed in agreement, nodding.

But as they looked out the window to gauge the storms, Kate and (Your Name) suddenly felt a shift. They saw wheat swaying in the opposite direction of the wind that hit the plant gently. At the same time, they exclaimed, “Go left!”

“What?”

“Take a left!” The two exclaimed again.

Quickly following their instructions, Javi quickly turned left. As Javi and Kate watched the road, (Your Name) took a look out the window. She saw Tyler's crew going to the right. She looked at the twister in the direction and saw it was slowly disappearing. Excited, she patted Javi on the back of his shoulder.

“Javi! Look!”

Hearing (Your Name), Javi looked at where she was pointing through his side mirror. Kate decided to look, too. Just then, the twister to the right disappears.

The three laughed and cheered as it did.

“That was amazing, you two! How did you know?” Javi exclaimed with excitement.

“See the wheat? Winds move the right. It's just what this one needed.” Kate replied.

The trio stopped their car right by the tornado. Javi gave (Your Name) some goggles, and the three got out of the car. The wind blew hard as the trio quickly set up the equipment. While Javi finished up, (Your Name) took a short glance at the twister. Seeing it was quickly approaching, she quickly patted Javi's back, “You ready?!” “Yes!” Javi finished, and the three of them backed away as the twister neared them and got into the truck. Javi backed up the truck. Suddenly, the radar was lifted into the twister.

“Javi! It's turning fast!”

Javi tried to get in contact with the rest of the team, but (Your Name) didn't hear him. Her rapid heartbeat drowned out any sound that wasn't the twister.

Javi drove backward, looking behind him so he could see where he was going. (Your Name) watched the tornado rip through the field. She started to breathe heavily and gripped the car seat. She wanted to grab onto the harness on her body but quickly realized that she wasn't in Tyler's truck. She wished she was in this situation.

Suddenly, she heard something smashing into the back of the truck, making her yell in surprise.

“What was that?” Kate asked.

Javi replied, “I think I just killed some chickens.”

The tornado got closer and closer, picking up speed and seemingly getting bigger. (Your Name) felt her anxiety rise up to the surface and she started to panic, breathing shakily and heavily.

Suddenly, Javi purposely drove into a ditch. The twister roared right over them. Kate and Javi covered their ears and ducked their heads. (Your Name) covered her ears too and curled up into a ball, her breathing heavy as her body shook, the howling wind drowned out her whimpers of fear.

This is it. She was going to die. She was going to die this time.

But just as it was there, the tornado was gone. The trio uncovered themselves and looked around. Kate turned to (Your Name) who was now hugging herself.

“You okay, (Your Name)?” She asked, placing a hand on the girl's knee comfortingly.

(Your Name) only nodded before swallowing and sighed shakily.

As Kate turned her attention back to Javi, (Your Name) looked out the windows to survey the area. The field was torn up. Tree branches, big and small everywhere, power lines were knocked over, and she saw a carved out path where the tornado was.

She leaned against the back of the car seat and placed a hand on her chest, feeling her heartbeat. It was thankfully calming down. The pounding in her ears disappeared, allowing her to hear properly again. Just in time to hear Kate and Javi talking about driving somewhere.

“Where are we going?” She asked.

“A town's been hit. We're heading over.” Kate told her.

At those words, (Your Name) wondered how bad it was.

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Turns out, it was very bad.

Worse than she thought.

When they arrived at the site, the truck stopped and and the trio got out. Everything was in ruin. Houses demolished; the pieces of homes, whether wood or metal, were thrown all over the place. The familiar carved path left by the tornado was there, too. People were out and about, looking through the wreckage for anything salvaged by the horrible storm.

The sight of the destruction made (Your Name) freeze and started to breathe heavily, gripping her shirt. The area began to blur and look like that day.

That day five years ago.

Everything in her sight melded into a different scene entirely. She saw it all. The torn up field, branches and other scraps of material scattered all over, and the broken car, lightly splattered in her friends’ blood.

Her breathing became more rapid and she felt her heartbeat in her ears, her anxiety slowly taking over her body.

She shook her head, swallowing hard, and started to take deep breaths to try to ground herself. She closed her eyes, trying to rid the past memory she was remembering.

When she opened her eyes again, the torn up field was gone. It was back to being the sight it was before.

She let out a shaky sigh and sniffled. She heard Kate and Javi talking as she started to walk away from the car and into the destruction site, trying to stay as calm and collected as she could. Looking around to see if anyone needed help, she noticed some of Tyler's crew, specifically Dani, Dexter and Lilly, having a stand set up and were giving out something she couldn't quite make out from where she was standing.

She looked the other way and saw Boone and Tyler looking through the wreckage, searching for something. Deciding to approach them, she walked towards them. The two must've heard her coming because they turned around and saw her approaching them. Boone spoke up first, “(Your Name)! There you are. Been wondering about you.” (Your Name) chuckled. “Nice you didn't forget about me, Boone.”

Tyler approached her, too. He noticed her slightly panicked state. He went to ask, but Boone was faster, “You alright there? You look a little pale.”

(Your Name) shook her head. “Oh! Yeah, I'm fine. Just had a run-in with one of the twin twisters before coming here.” She replied.

Concerned, Tyler spoke up, “Are you okay? Are you hurt?”

“I'm fine. Thank you.” (Your Name) replied to Tyler with a close mouthed smile. ‘Definitely not.’ She thought to herself. She shook her head before asking, “What are you two doing?”

Tyler, still concerned but deciding to answer, “Someone lost their dog in the chaos.”

(Your Name) frowned a bit. “Oh.” She looked around before looking back at Tyler, “May I… help you look?” She asked shyly.

Tyler smiled gently. “Of course you can. The more help, the better.”

(Your Name) nodded and started to look through the wreckage with Tyler and Boone searching for the missing dog. She carefully treaded through the wreckage as she whistled, hoping the dog could hear it.

As she continued to search with Tyler and Boone, she saw Kate approach them. She hears her and Tyler talking and decides to resume searching. However, she heard the dormant tension beginning to rise in the conversation and decided to listen in. She heard Tyler comment on StormPAR again about their ways of helping. She turned behind herself to see Javi and Scott talking to some guy in a suit.

‘Is that the Riggs guy Kate mentioned? Why are Scott and Javi talking to him?’ She thought to herself.

She got up and slowly approached Kate and Tyler. As she did, she heard the conversation more.

“Didn't know StormPAR was in the business of helping.” Tyler said, his tone rising seemingly by the second.

Kate made a face and snapped her head towards him. “Excuse me, from what I can see, they're trying to make a difference.” She argued on behalf of Javi, not to the other two men.

“That's one way of putting it.” Tyler retorted bluntly, making Kate confused. “Do you even know what you're chasing for? How much more do these people got to lose,” his tone was more angry now than before, “Before y’all are done making a difference?”

“Says the guy setting up shop, selling T-shirts and mugs after a storm hits!” Kate exclaimed.

‘So that's what they were selling over there? Why are they doing that?’ (Your Name) wondered. But remembering what Tyler told her last night, maybe it was a good cause.

But sensing the tension getting higher between her friend and the cowboy, she stepped in, “Whoa! Hey, hey, hey. Let's not get at each other's throats.” She said, trying her best to diffuse the situation. “This argument isn't important,” she looked around at their surroundings, “Helping these people is what matters right now.”

Saying that managed to bring the tension down significantly, but there was still some in the air.

Luckily, Ben strolled in with a smile and asked with a pen and notebook in his hands, “Tyler! You have a minute for some questions?”

He was blissfully unaware of the air of tension between Kate and Tyler and (Your Name) trying to make sure the two don't rip each other's heads off.

The cowboy looked at Tyler and responded. “I got a dog to find. Talk to Kate.” His words drifted as he walked away, seemingly still upset, “She seems to have all the answers, apparently.”

(Your Name) watched Tyler leave. She couldn't help but feel bad for Tyler. He seemed genuinely upset by Kate's accusations. Not in the sense of being caught but because of misunderstanding.

She saw Kate walk away and heard Ben speak, “Well… how about you, (Your Name)? Can you answer some questions?”

The (Hair Color) haired girl turned her attention to Ben. She let out a sigh. “Sorry, Ben. Not right now. But, I'll answer any questions you have later.” She gave the reporter a smile before walking away, going after Kate.

She found Kate by the truck, seemingly upset about the fight with Tyler. She spoke up, “Hey. You okay?” She asked gently.

Kate looked up and saw (Your Name) standing right next to her, a concerned look on her face. She sighed. “Yeah. Just pissed off. How could Tyler do this when people are suffering right now?”

“Maybe, this is a misunderstanding.” (Your Name) said.

Kate only sighed. “Highly doubt that.”

With a sigh, (Your Name) got closer to Kate and wrapped her arm around her friend's shoulder in comfort. Kate didn't respond but didn't push her friend off.

“Kate! (Your Name), hey!”

A voice that (Your Name) recognized rang out. She looked up and saw Lilly running up to them, holding something. “Hey, Lilly. What's up?”

Lilly handed the girls some water bottles and a small box of snacks. “Here, take some food.”

(Your Name) was touched by the offer, however, “Aww. I'm sorry, Lilly. I don't have money on me. Nor does Kate.”

“Nah, it's free. That's why we're always selling those T-shirts.” Lilly explained.

The explanation made (Your Name) pause. ‘That's why they sell the merch?’ She thought to herself. ‘That's… very… thoughtful.’

Meanwhile, Kate felt like the biggest jerk. She looked down in silence, feeling a wave of shame wash over her.

(Your Name) spoke up again, after getting over the initial shock, “In that case, save it. In case you run low.” She gave Lilly a small smile.

“I see why Tyler likes you so much, girlie.” Lilly smirked teasingly, before adding, tone no longer teasing, “Well, at least take some water. I'd rather you two have that than nothing.”

(Your Name) grabbed the two water bottles from Lilly, thanking her. Lilly smiled and walked back over the rest of Tyler's crew, who were still by their makeshift stand. The (Hair Color) haired girl turned to Kate and frowned, seeing her friend looking down in shame. She handed Kate one of the water bottles, silently telling her to take one.

Kate looked up and saw her friend offering her a water bottle. She took it tentatively, “Thanks,” She muttered.

(Your Name) hummed and looked out to the disaster site again. She spotted Javi and Scott still talking to that Riggs guy. She tilted her head to the side, a curious and incredulous look on her face.

[bluejaysandblackbats]

Daily Planet Classifieds

Fandom: DC Comics, Superfam, Young Justice 98, Titans

Summary: Laney Hausler is currently attending classes at Metropolis University when he sees a boy with his face in the library. At first, he thinks he's seeing things. Later, he starts to realize something strange is going on.

Conner Kent lives off-campus with his friends, but he sees a boy who eerily resembles him, and he hires a private investigator to look into the life of his doppelganger.

Chapters: 2/?

Characters: Jonathan Lane Kent, Conner Kent, Eddie Bloomberg, Rose Wilson, Bart Allen, Cassie Sandsmark, Cissie King-Jones, Clark Kent, Lois Lane, Meloni Thawne, Vic Sage, Slade Wilson

Relationships: Past KonBart, Clois

Additional Tags: Father-Son Relationship, Father-Daughter Relationship, No Powers AU, Found Family, Stalking, Family Secrets, No Powers AU, No Capes AU, Complicated Relationships, University AU, Roommates, Private Investigator, Twins, Multiple POV, First Person POV, Obsession, Psychological Drama, Complicated Relationships, Unrequited Love, Platonic Relationships

Chapter Two: Move-In Day (Conner's POV)

Pop insisted on carrying the heavy boxes. He was worried about me ever since the incident happened. That’s why I opted to go to college in the city. Pop had panic attacks most of my life because of it. Mom didn’t like to talk about it anymore. She used to be obsessed with putting up posters and telling me to look for someone resembling me… But it’d been fourteen years, and I’d almost forgotten his name. It was a strange memory. It freaked my parents out whenever I asked about it. So I didn’t ask at all. Pop went through his speech about strangers and sticking close to my friends. “Yeah, Pop. I know. I know,” I replied, “Listen, are you gonna be okay?”

“I’m a seven-minute drive from here, Conner… So, if you need me to come get you or you wanna come home and spend the night-.”

“Pop, I pushed this back for over two weeks now. I gotta move in before school starts,” I interrupted. He set the box down in Bart and I’s bedroom on my side of the room.

“Hi, Uncle Clark, want the rest of my lamb pasta?” Bart asked. Pop sat in a chair by Bart’s bed.

“Is it good?” Pop questioned. Bart pulled a fork out of thin air and shrugged. Pop twirled the pasta around his fork and scooped up peas and meat.

Pop made a soft noise, and Bart grinned. While Pop was distracted, I went to the car to get the last of my things. It was a box my parents packed for me as a surprise. I wasn’t supposed to open it until I got settled. It was heavier than I thought it’d be. I lugged it to the elevator, where I bumped into Cissie. “You’re actually moving in,” Cissie grinned. She always poked fun at me like the mean little sister I never had. “How’s Mr. Kent?”

“I thought he was gonna need a sedative on the way here, but Bart’s got him distracted for right now,” I replied. She let me in, and I set my box on the floor in the living room. She went to our room to hang out with Bart. I think they planned on watching a movie or something. “Jeez, Pop, that box weighs a ton!” I shouted.

“Don’t open it yet!” Pop shouted as he entered the room with Bart’s pasta.

“I won’t,” I answered. Pop sat on the couch and messed up my hair. It wasn’t something he did often. I think to him I was half ghost, half kid. So, he kept his distance physically. I never noticed it until that moment. His affection for me was always with words and actions. I couldn’t remember a time when he hugged me for the sake of hugging me. The last time he held me was when I was sick. That was two years ago, though. I savored any physical affection my Pop offered, and today was no different.

“I’ve gotta go soon, but I want you to take good care of yourself… This is your first night away from home, and-. Conner, give me a hug, okay?” Pop whispered. I hesitated. It finally sunk in for me that I’d left home. If I hugged him, he’d go home… And I wouldn’t be going home with him.

“Not yet, okay? Let me walk you to the Planet,” I replied, “I wanna say bye to Mom, too.”

Pop nodded, and we took the stairs. We were stalling for as much time as we could get. Mom sat outside like she’d been expecting us. She had a smile on her face and tears in her eyes. “Mom, don’t-.” She stood up and embraced me.

“Don’t tell me what to do,” Mom laughed as she hugged me. “Don’t open your box until after you’ve settled in… And by settled in, I mean make your bed at least.”

I nodded, and I hugged her once more. “Be good, okay?” Mom requested.

“I will, Mom,” I replied. She patted my arm and left Pop and me alone. He rubbed his arm awkwardly, and I smiled for him. He didn’t want to cry, but I knew it was coming. He pushed his glasses up and glanced over my head to avoid looking me in the eye. I wrapped my arms around him and shoved my face in his chest. “It’s gonna be weird, isn’t it?” I asked. He kissed the top of my head, and I could feel his tears hit my scalp. “If it makes you feel better, I’ll buy a taser.”

I wanted him to laugh more than anything. “I know you’ll still be close to home, but I’m going to miss coming home to you,” Pop mumbled.

“Well, we can do dinner at least twice a month… And when I’m not busy with school, I can drop by and do stuff around the house if you want,” I replied, “Also, thanks for being so cool about all this.”

“You’re a great kid… Your mom and I raised an amazing kid. You’re not perfect, but you’re honest and kind… And this will help you be more responsible,” Pop whispered as he pulled away and looked into my eyes. “You have to be responsible for yourself now. That means eating healthy without being reminded to save money and care for your health.”

“I will, Pop. I promise. Don’t worry about me,” I smiled, “I’m gonna be fine… I have to go because I have a thing at the school for Film majors. Also, they’re giving out free food for lunch,” I replied. Dad smiled.

“Is Bart going with you?” Dad asked.

“They’re giving out free food,” I replied. Dad laughed.

“Right… Right,” Dad replied, “Um… I’ve only said this five hundred times, but be good. Okay?”

“I will. Tell Mom that I love her! And I love you too!” I replied as I turned to run off. I met Bart halfway down the street from our apartment, and he playfully bumped into me.

“How’d Uncle Clark take it?” Bart asked. Bart and I grew up together. He was like me, except his twin didn’t vanish without a trace. They were identical the same way my brother and I were. That’s why he called my dad Uncle Clark. Bart was the only one of my friends other than Tim that knew about my twin.

I always thought it was my fault. I was only four years old when it happened. I remembered the day, but it’d been so long since I heard my brother’s name. We were sick, but I remember the strange fogginess of the hospital at nighttime with its dim fluorescent lights and constantly moving doctors. I thought I was dreaming, but I saw him between dreams. My fever dreams… The doctor. The man unhooked my brother from his IV, helped him out of bed, and I swear my twin waved at me. I had nightmares about it. The little boy with my face, waving as if he knew we’d never see each other again. I should’ve called for him. I should’ve cried… But I did nothing.

“Pop took things better than I thought he would. Mom didn’t stick around for long… I think she took it worse than Pop did,” I answered, “How’d your mom take it?”

“Not as bad as when Thad left after graduation… Funny. I cried more than she did once she left,” Bart laughed. That’s how I knew he missed her. He wouldn’t have admitted that to anybody. “Are you good? You look sick.”

“I’m fine… I-. Bart, don’t you miss Thad?” I asked.

“Thinking about twin stuff again?” Bart questioned. I nodded. “Are you having the nightmares again?”

“I never stopped having them,” I confessed. Bart frowned.

[everyothernamistaken]

so yeha

shitfest is over but like i still have to go to this one girls house to make plates for breakfast idk why but we have to so yeah i get to go to pizza party, also durring last day of shit fest very interesting i driving down road anf drive past ass slapping picknek competition, they offered me soda i said no thrn i go inside, they make us listen to speaches, ex girl friend gives some weird ass speach then grabs another girl and kisses her and then i realised i was dating a lesbian she didnt tell me but then like 2 hours later she was talking to her boyfriend and i was like what the fuck but back to the speaches so like the girl i kicked in the face do basiclg we all had to hold hands but like she gtabbed my hands then in her speach she thanked me idk what for i havent done anything for her but bloody her nose. After show end all the people involved were supised to go on stage but i didnt get the announcment becaude i was in the box so i was in the audience with my father when they were giving away like recognizions but i didnt think they would call me so i was chilling in the crowd with my dad, they fucking called me so i ran to the stage, knocked a woman over infront of like 500 people, and they were chearing my name while this was happenint and then becaude my dad didnt come up i didnt take a phoyo with him instead i got a photo with the shitty director guy ive been bad mouthing for a week and then i got put on stage next to my ex's family but its ok because im chill with all of them minus their daughter i went skiing with her brothers we chill minus her brother throwing his skiis, but i was like shellshocked from being in the box and then being in the bright so i have like the 20000 yard stare in the photo which my mother made fun of so i cried, but after fotos i went to chillis with face kick girl and her friend who is also my friend and her boyfriend who is probably a woman idk its not my buisness, so i asked for no ketchup on my burger but they put ketchup, i did not complain because the chef was my firends brother and i was at chillis with her, i saw some weird shit at chillis i saw my ex and the leperchaun she kissed eat like 10 corn cobs which was kinda wierd but then i left and face kick girl kept honking her horn at me like multiple loops in parking lot but theb i went home af like 2 am abd slept, then it was sunday and i slept some more, ive been chilin now but my school has givien a new rule which has givien a few unimportant teachers power trips and its so goofy because half the teachers dont care and half the teachers are the new gestapo, half my firends get detention for walking to a class to print our papers, other half for eating lunch in the quiet cafeteria, i dont get detention because i just push people out of the way and scream at them so i am not late, i may get beaten up though as ghetto kids dont like to be wrong but they do it so well. But today good day i got to work on my boat for a bit then i go home and make bowl becaude weather is nice outside soon i will fire bowl, then mother say we must go to store to aquire alergie medicien so you do not cri when spring, we go to store i see cute bunny stuffed animal i convince mother to purchase i now have cool bunny for easter i am happy i get one for sister too but i keep the cuter one for me.

Also i got lost twice today while driving it was not fun, also i was in class and my partner on a assignment wanted me to go on a adventure to some fuckoff classroom way faroff to measure a foot as that was rhe assignment but i just ghosted her to go interupt my math teachers class by measuring my friend in his classes fokt with my friends whi aldo wanted to do this, then i saw some guys pants fall down and i thought to my self, damn mfs cant get belts in this economy, didnt say anything tho becayse the guy had crackhead eyes like no thoughts behind them but violence and super dialated pupils it wad kinda creepy

I think i should see if my friends want to go on an adventure soon like apparebyly were gpnna make a mc server but that is kinda borring we dont havr the atention span for that like im the lasg one it was like a week and all i did was kill face kick girls dog and wage indiscriminant terrorism against my friends , this was like a year ago i was supoised to play mc with face kick but like i forgor to get her number so i couldnt like yknow, figure out when we were playing. Im so smart

[kooktrash]

Hello hello, how are you doing? If it's okay, I would like to request for the "between roommates" couple, please. I wanted a fluff and maybe domestic scenario with them being happy and cute together. Thank you in advance. =)

this is one of my newer requests sent in but I missed BR!couple soo I made this. thx for sending in request <3

Between Roommates | Jeon Jungkook

warnings: none, just domestic boyfriend!JK. 1.4K words

“So here’s what I’m thinking, I’ll book the Air BnB tonight since we’re already doing things last minute,” Namjoon said to you after a lecture. The two of you were too focused on your talk to notice when your boyfriend of two months came up behind you. All he heard was when Namjoon told you he’d text you and it had him sweeping in.

“Joon hyung, I’ve got my eyes on you,” Jungkook said only half jokingly as he swung an arm over your shoulders dragging you into his side. Jungkook didn’t actually care if you talked to Namjoon stil, since you were all friends, but he did like to joke about it. Sure, sometimes he does get a little—just a little—nervous but he knows your feelings for him are strong. Namjoon knew it was all in fun too so he just gave a cheeky smile, “Whatever, I’ll see you guys later.”

“Are you done already?” You asked once you and Jungkook were walking to the parking lot already, matching backpacks and strides. He nodded, “Class canceled so I'm gonna hop on a match with Tae.”

“Boring,” you said, waving the thought away as you got in his car. The entire drive he kept his hand on your thigh like usual, music playing in the background as you went over things that happened today. When you got to your shared apartment, you retreated to your room while Jungkook ran to his bedroom to power on his monitors and PC.

Despite dating, you still kept your private spaces apart. It didn’t mean that Jungkook wouldn’t hop in your bed every night but this way you both still had a space for all of your belongings. Jungkook kept his gaming things in his bedroom to not bother you, and you had all your things in your own room. Maybe it was because you had lived together for so long as just roommates, you didn’t feel the need to constantly be around each other at home. You kept up with your usual routines except now he can sit you on the kitchen counter and kiss you whenever he wants to.

You changed into your home clothes before doing some homework that you had procrastinated on.

It was about two hours later when Jungkook had gotten tired of playing. He was still online with Taehyung and Yoongi when he heard your commotion in the kitchen. He stopped mid-sentence to listen in on what you might be doing.

“Jungkook, I’m cornered, pay attention,” Taehyung said through his headset but Jungkook just shushed him, “I’m trying to hear what Y/n’s doing.”

He could hear you laugh, talking out loud, probably on the phone and it made him curious. He tried refocusing on the game again but then he heard the clanking of pans and he was pausing the entire game, “Alright, I’ve gotta go.”

“What?” Yoongi asked, “Why?”

“Y/n’s making dinner.” He gave no room for debate as he exited the game and dropped his headset on his chair. He rushed out of his bedroom, “Wait! I’m coming!”

Jungkook slid across the wooden floor in his socks as he nearly crashed into you in the kitchen. You looked up at him, “Are you done gaming?”

“Yeah, I’ll do dinner,” Jungkook said as you stood by the sink filling a pot with water. Your brows furrowed, “It’s fine, I’m just hungry a little early today.”

He bumped his hips into yours nearly sending you flying and it made him smirk in mischief as he took the pot, “You did chores this morning, I’ve got dinner. You go sit in the living room and look cute for me.”

“Just cute?” You asked with a laugh as you did as told, leaving to the sofa and grabbing the remote control, “And here I thought you found me hot.”

“You are hot, smoking caliente hot, but you’re just so cute,” he cooed as he made a motion as if to pinch your cheeks but you were all the way in the living room now. He could see you through the wall opening above the sink and he loved the view. You flicked through Netflix shows as you said, “I left your laundry on your bed, did you even see it?”

He stopped in thought, watching the flame heat up the pot as he turned back to the counter to dice up some vegetables. He hadn’t seen it yet, he was too busy running to play Overwatch. He smiled at the thought of you folding his laundry. This is what he meant when he said you’re just so cute.

Before when you were just roommates, you obviously did things on your own but now everything was different. You always had the same apartment, same P.O. Box and parking spot, that hasn’t changed. What changed was your shared clothes in the hamper, same grocery trips, same bed to sleep in. You wore his shirts now and he stole your socks—sometimes wearing bright Monster High socks that he stole from you inside his black shoes. You did the cleaning and he cooked the meals, it was all very homey.

“I’ll put it away when I’m done,” he finally said, “Thank you, baby.”

He looked over at you again, catching you engrossed in your phone, “Who you talking to?”

“Huh? Nobody,” you said even as you texted away. Jungkook’s brows scrunched together watching your fingers tap against your screen. He let the topic go as he finished up with dinner while you watched tv. It didn’t take long for the food to be ready and he carried your plates to the dining table calling you over.

You set your phone facing down and he looked over at it. When it buzzed with a new notification, you ignored it now that he was close and it made him a little sad. You’re acting strange today.

“So what were you and Joon talking about earlier?” Jungkook asked as he served your plate for you. You shrugged, “Nothing exciting, just class.”

He visibly pouted, “Have you been texting him all afternoon, while your poor boyfriend works away making dinner?”

You chuckled, “You volunteered.”

He released a loud gasp, “So you don’t deny! You’ve been texting him this whole night? I can’t believe you’re cheating on me.”

“Oh my god, shut up,” you rolled your eyes with a smile as he pretended to cry dramatically. He ignored you, weeping louder and more annoying, “Not until you tell me what you’ve been talking about.”

“Fine, come here,” you leaned toward him as he moved closer to you. You pressed a hand to your mouth as you whispered, “It’s a secret.”

He whined, fake crying even louder, “Tell me!” You groaned, “I can’t, it’s a surprise.”

“A surprise?” He perked up, stuffing his face with noodles, “What kind of surprise? Is it for me?”

You didn’t say anything, choosing instead to eat quietly. He nudged your elbow with his as it sat on the table, “Y/n.”

You didn’t respond.

“Y/n.”

“Y/n.”

“Baby, tell me the surprise. I won’t spoil it.”

“Y/n!” He whined but you just smirked.

“I can’t,” you said but he was relentless the entire meal.

In the end you couldn’t handle it anymore and you ended up blurting out, “We’re planning a trip for your birthday!”

You both gasped, one in excitement and one in disbelief. You groaned loudly, “Ugh now you made me spoil the surprise. Joon’s gonna kill me.”

He rushed to your side, wrapping his arms around you way too tightly, “I’m sorry. I’m sorry. I’ll act surprised. I’ll even cry in joy and say I never would’ve known, don’t be sad.”

You rolled your eyes, “It’s ruined, sorry.”

“No, it’s not,” Jungkook said as you stood up carrying both of your plates to the sink but he followed after you, “I’ll probably forget.”

“No you won’t.”

“I know, but at least now I can dress accordingly, where are we going?”

“Okay, I’m definitely not telling you that,” you chuckled, already going over the mishap. He smacked his lips, “But how am I supposed to plan my outfits with yours? We have to couple match, it’s my birthday.”

“You’re going to be annoying until then, won’t you?” You asked leaving to your bedroom and he was right behind you. He smiled, hugging you from behind, “Yup, because I’m so excited now, and I forgive you for talking to Joon hyung so much today instead of me.”

“You played for two hours ignoring me.”

“And now I’m gonna spend at least eight hours bothering you tonight.”

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Jungkook is so annoying 🤭

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[creamymilkk]

⋆·˚ ༘ * ♡. 🎒 Different Type Of Love 🎒 .♡

“Come on, come on and take me home. Please stay with me and don't you leave me alone. You drive me wild.”

༉‧₊˚ #Vance Hopper x reader

. ˚₊ ꒱ Pairing/Pairings: Vance Hopper and F!Reader.

༉‧₊˚ -Format: Fanfiction.

× &﹕Summary: You and Vance are head over heels for each other without either of you even realizing it. Until Vance fell. Literally.

×﹕♺ AUTHOR’S NOTE(S): First Chapter of my fanfic! This is the playlist for the fanfic, so I do say to listen to the playlist while reading it. There’s some 70’s slang, here are the meanings “Don’t flip your wig! = Don’t be upset.”Casanova = a lady’s man” “foxy mama = a hot looking woman” “Later days = A form of saying ‘Goodbye.’” (proof read by @/alex-whitley-187)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2

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The one girl Vance always found very interesting always caught his attention. The blonde curls on his head and the beautiful blue ocean eyes of his made many girls fall in love with him on sight. Then there's his tendency to pick fights with anyone, no matter where or who they are. The way he truly never cared who he was fighting. Everyone knew him. 

With all that, surely he could talk to a girl, right? Nope. He could never talk to you. Sure, he’ll stare at you. In class, in the hallways, in the lunch area, even when walking home. He just… like, loves you. I mean could anyone really blame him? It’s you. There was nothing he didn't love about you. With your beautiful silky smooth hair that shines in the sun, and your beautiful smile that warms everyone's heart. With how your hips swing when you walk, not to mention how sweet and kind you are. You’re perfect in his eyes. In terms of cheesiness, Vance is not the type who would think about these things. He just couldn’t help it, you’re truly his dream girl… but he always thought a girl like you would NEVER like a guy like him. Though… there’s always a small part of him that thought maybe you two had a future together.

You, on the other hand, always see Vance. I mean, everyone in town knew who he was. You already knew that he always gets into fights. You already knew how he has girls drooling all over him. Oddly enough, you never saw him go out with any of them, something that seemed weird to you. I mean he does look like the type that would just go out with a different girl Every. Single. Day. Just like the other girls, you also had a tiny (huge) crush on Vance. I mean how could you not find him at least somewhat attractive? You loved everything about him. Vance and you do live pretty close so you will always see him outside of school. Which for you is such an amazing opportunity to see how handsome he is. If he ever found out that you always look forward to seeing him he’d probably think you were weird. He probably already thinks that you’re a weirdo. I mean you already knew that there’s no way that Vance is the type of guy that would like a girl like you. But a girl can dream.

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1978

Your normal routine was to wake up, eat, go to school and sleep, then do it all over again. Nothing interesting ever really happened to you. I mean sure, you sometimes hang out with your friends, but those times quickly ended almost as soon as the conversation started.

It’s not that you dislike them. No, no, no, that’s far from it. It’s just, you didn’t know how to hold up a ‘normal’ conversation, though they do try to talk to you. They do try, but you kept pushing them. You just have that horrible habit.

But somehow someone did break that habit of yours. Jennifer. She really tried her best to be around you and be close to you.

 She basically became your only friend, one that you somehow didn’t push away. That was one of your many problems. But as of right now, you were getting ready to head off to school. Your mom wasn’t here today, she was off at work. You quickly went outside and started to head off to school, only one thing, or person, can make your day.

That special person was… Vance Hopper. Yes, the guy with the puffy blonde hair. The one with anger issues. I mean, insult him in some way and you were on the ground with a broken nose, broken arm, and covered in blood. Yes, that Vance Hopper. 

That handsome guy. He always walked in the same way, everyday. Which made you so happy! Walking to school? Yeah, that totally sucks ass. Walking to school, BUT stare at a cute guy? That made it all better. 

Since you were just thinking about him, he appeared at the corner of the street right in front of you. You could only see his back and his curly blonde hair bouncing with every step. With his denim blue sleeveless jean jacket, white shirt, tight bright jeans that got wider at the bottom, and brown boots. You always adore how he dresses. 

You arrived at school before you knew it. Then he was off with his own little friend group. You sighed. When you entered the halls there were so many people talking and crowded together, a few random couples making out in-front of their lockers. 

Until you saw your own friends, like you said before you kinda had a habit of pushing away your friends. Well not just your friends, maybe some other people. You just couldn’t help it. They didn’t say anything since they had just given up on talking to you. Until you saw your Jennifer.

“Hey girlfriend! So how was your little walk to school?” She said while wiggling her eyebrows, clearly knowing what she was saying with that. 

“Oh hush, it was boring like usual.” You say while dryly laughing. 

“If you say so.” Jennifer said while closing her locker. “Are you still up for going to the diner?” 

“Sure! After school, right?” You said. 

“Yup, but you’re paying this time. Right now I have a dollar to my name.” She said while laughing.

“Right, Right. I guess it is my turn.” You answered while smiling. 

“It totally sucks, too. I really wanted these cute shoes I was looking at.” she replied with a hint of sadness. 

“Don’t flip your wig!” You rejoiced, smiling at her. 

“Yeah, I guess you're right. Plus, that shows I need to be more careful with my money, '' Jennifer sang, laughing.

Just then the bell rang. 

“I really should get going. If not, Mr. Smith will kill me for being late. Again.” You say with a sigh. 

“Gosh, his class is so boring! Okay, cya.” Jennifer spoke while walking away.

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“Then he said I was late again?! Like sorry Mr.Smith, I just hate your boring class!” You ranted, chewing your lunch. 

“Right?” Jennifer commented while eating her own lunch. “Anyways, you know Jerry right?” 

“Uhh, yeah. The football guy?” 

“Well, guess what?” The girl marveled grinning ear to ear. She placed her fork down and clapped her hands together. 

 “You know I'm bad at guessing.” You said while giggling at her. 

“Yeah, you're right. Okay, so Jerry asked ME OUT!!” She beamed while shaking her hands and giggling. 

“No way! I’m so happy for you!” You chimed. You stopped eating and looked into her eyes that were full of happiness and excitement. You really did feel so happy for her.

 “So… enough about my love life.” She spoke while giggling, a higher pitched sound than before. You knew what she was going to say. When Jennifer does that you knew she was going to say something that you won’t like. “Did you ever try to talk to Vance?” Jennifer asked with a devilish grin on her face.

“Pfft, no! He probably has a girlfriend or is already talking to some girl…” 

“What? No! Vance is too busy with his dumb game. He literally just got into a fight over that game.” Jennifer grumbled, rolling her eyes. 

You already knew about the fight, since basically everyone has been talking about it for the past week. “I know, but every girl in town has a crush on him!” 

“Maybe you can be the lucky one. Hm?” Jennifer said giggling and giving a goofy smile. “Vance, oh Vance! Your hair looks like a poodle and I love it!” She mimicked your voice and put hand to her forehead when she said the last part.

“Oh, hush! Most people have better ears than my mom!” You stated, trying not to laugh at her antics. “Right, sure.” she said, smirk still on her face. 

“Plus, Vance is a Casanova. I mean just look at him!” You say while daydreaming about him. “That’s true but you're a foxy mama.” Jennifer joked while winking at you.

“Oh shut up you!” You said laughing at her comment. “Hey! It’s true.” Jennifer added while smiling brightly at you she was truly the best at making you smile.

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“Later days!” Jennifer spoked as she threw a peace sign at you. “Yeah see you later.” You replied while you were walking out of school. Playing with your hair you couldn’t wait to go with Jennifer to the diner later, though you still need to go and get your money.

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Vance walked quickly to catch up to her just to at least see her. One day you were walking a few blocks in front of him and he saw you playing with her hair. He was taking every little detail about you, the way your hair flew in the wind. 

The way your hips swayed as you walked he really liked the outfit you were wearing today, it just made you look even more beautiful. He kept looking at you with basically hearts in his eyes. 

Not looking at the ground since he was too busy looking at you. He fell on the hard Concrete floor. He grunted while letting out a small ‘fuck’. He saw you turn around looking right at him.

His checks turned into a light pink color. He saw you walking towards him. ‘Fuck, fuck, fuck!’ He really wished this wasn't how you were really going to talk. All of his thoughts were quickly stopped, when you offered your hand to help him up. You giggled just a bit. He loved the way you giggled, “Hey, are you okay?” “I was better.” He said his cheeks were still light pink. “What’s your name?” 

“It’s Vance… Vance Hopper.”

[dietmountaindewbae]

hi, gorgeous! could you please write a alex x reader car sex smut? maybe with a little of degradation and kinky twist. that'd be cool :)

vii. diet mountain dew 

word count: 3147

summary: like every day, (late AM) Alex picked you up from school until a rush of jealousy took over him warnings: spit k!nk, daddy k!nk, pain k!nk, bruises. 

song recommendation: diet mountain dew demo by lizzy grant 

Parked in the front of your building waited for you a black shiny Cadillac with polarized windows, thru the shadows of his black aviators he watched you carefully, you were talking to your professor Dr. Murphy, and he gave you a small post-it note to write down your phone number, he smiled at you as he put it inside his coat, you shook hands and waved him goodbye when you spotted the car, Alex got out of it taking your bag for you and opening the passenger's door, before you could get in he grabbed your elbow, and pressed a deep possessive kiss, his breath tasted like black coffee and cigarettes. Alex and Murphy crossed eyes for a few moments until the teacher walked away, Alex had followed him with his eyes until he was out of sight, the moment your lips parted from his you smiled at him, kissing his cheek getting inside the car.

"How did college treat you today, baby girl?" He asked once inside the car, the tone of his voice sounding off, what was it now? You didn't do anything to bother him or so you thought.

"Wasn't too bad today" You said taking his hand, "I'm just happy you're here" Your cheek pressed against his knuckles, and he gave you a short smile and returned to his more serious face, you stayed there listening to music on the radio catching up to some reading while sipping on your diet mountain dew you stopped to get at 7/11,  Alex had given you a book he had read before and thought you would like, it was called her name is Lola by Russel Hoban, then suddenly you heard him sigh loudly.

"Who was that bloke you were talking to?" You unglued your eyes from the book and looked at him confused, he tried to ask you in the most neutral unbothered way, but your suspicions had risen.

"It was just Dr. Murphy," You said, "I'm actually going to the cafe with him on Saturday"

"Date?" A muscle in his jaw twitched.

"Huh?"

"I asked if you were going out on a date with him since you must be his little class pet" What was he on about? The only guy you were seeing right now was Alex, and he was all that you could think of, what was he talking about? Alex was everything you could ever ask for.

"You're jokin', right?" He scoffed, and you saw the grip on the wheel tighten, "He's just my tutor, what are you saying?" He hummed, "What? Do you think I like him?" After a long silence, he finally spoke.

"I don't wanna see you around that fucker, got it?" He was getting upset by the second, it was new to see him like that, in such a critical state, he always seemed to hide everything so well, and act calm in stressful situations but this time you had really gotten into him, how much harm could you do? It was like suddenly you had some power over him, and it began to get to you.

"Yes daddy" He exhaled relieved and patted your thigh.

"That's a good girl," He congratulated you, the light went red and he turned to you, "Give daddy a kiss come on" He pinched your cheeks together but you just gave him a kiss on the nose, "What was that?" He forced a kiss on your lips but it was silly and sloppy, he tried to wave it off and kept driving, he changed the station turning the volume up, "So... wanna go shopping and grab dinner on Saturday?" He sounded calmer.

"No" You answered, "I have other plans" You flipped the page of your book unbothered by the way he had turned to look at you, he was baffled by what you said, he took your book away tossing it to the back seats, "Hey!"

"Keep that up little girl, see what happens to you" You decided to win him to it, play by your rules, you were in charge, you had the leash now, and you were going to use it to your advantage, you propped yourself on your knees, unbuckling his belt, "What the fuck are you doin'? I'm driving"

"Has that stopped you before?" You asked a little angered now, he glanced at you up and down, breathed harshly out his nose saying no with his head, you undid the button of his skinny jeans, taking out his cock from them, stroking it up and down slowly before spitting on it, you had noticed how his dick was already stiff, and he felt exposed when you noticed it, you barely did anything, "Do you like my skirt, daddy?" You asked, it was short but not that much it was still appropriate for school, and you pair it with knee socks like usual, you never realized how sexy it made you look in his eyes, "I know you do" You took your panties off, showing them to him, he eyed you from the side, scanning you up and down, "You want them, don't you?" Slowly picking up your pace again, his dick began to grow in size with each light stroke, you sat down properly and put your legs up on the windshield your legs opening slowly.

"Put 'em down" He ordered, but you didn't listen, you just giggled at him and that's when you got him furious, "Put 'em down!" He pushed your knees down, the tires scraped the pavement when he stopped in the middle of the road, "Listen to me you fuckin' cunt" His fingers cupped your face, and your cheeks squished together, "Don't ever test me like this, you hear me?" He said between greeted teeth and sweat.

"Or what?" You said right to his face, you had tested him to such limits, you couldn't even guess what was coming your way when he found an empty and dark parking lot, he took his glasses and leather jacket off, unbuckled your belt, and pushed your seat back, this happened so quickly you couldn't process the mess you got yourself into, and there was no other way but thru.

"Or what?!" He spat pulling you closer by the hair, "I'll tell you fuckin' what little girl, I'm gonna teach you a fuckin' lesson, and you better pay attention" You've never heard him yell at you like this, get so strict and grounded, you were trembling under your seat when his rough hands ripped your skirt apart, the buttons of your shirt being torn one by one, you were naked, exposed, at his mercy, uncovered, while he looked more composed, nothing of him was taken off by you, his white button up had no wrinkles, and his long hair that made him look older. He hovered you over, taking his dick and rubbing it against your clit, your head fell back as you began to moan, and he covered your mouth, "I don't want to hear a single moan comin' out of that mouth, and you're not gonna cum unless I allow you, understood?"

"Yes, daddy" You wept, and he continued rubbing your clit with his cock, you kept moaning against the palm of his hand, digging your nails into the leather seats, and your body begged for more as you bucked your hips forward and back rocking yourself into the chair, "Please..." You mumbled but it wasn't going to change his mind, no matter how many times you begged, you tried to get just a little more friction, something to fill you up, that emptiness inside you was aching to be filled, all your senses wanted to be filled by him.

"Do you think he could ever fuck you like this?" He made your body jolt forward when he pushed his dick inside you, "You would be out of your fuckin' mind, 'cause daddy is the only one that can make you feel like this, you're all mine, that fucker could never compare... say it to me"

"You're the only one, I'm all yours daddy, that fucker c-could never... fuck" You whimpered as he kept fucking you so torturing slow, it had you angsty for more, he fasten your wrists together with his hand, nipples hard, legs wide open, his velvet darkness embraces you, and consumes you completely, "Please" You weep, he took his dick away from you, and your impulses told you to attend to that ache but he was the only who could, you were completely helpless, you were his delicate pray hoping he would have a little mercy on you. He took his hand away but you were too stupid, too stupid to believe that soft feather-like kiss meant that everything was over, and he decided to finish this torture. Still, you were in for the long run, "Please, daddy" His fingers came down to your face, his fingertips tracing the apple of your little cheek, and you were a fool to nudge your head as he caressed it, too dumb not to think he would give you a slap across the face leaving a small bruise on your bottom lip.

You gasped, "Oh, you poor little thing, did you really think with just some please daddy you'll get away with everything, I thought you knew better" You never knew better when it came to his black magic soul, or his corrupted mind, you would never know better, you would never know why did you like the way he slapped you, even if a single tear rolled down your cheek, "You're mine" Your eyes glistened. He pushed himself inside you, not giving you a moment to adjust to his monstrous size, you didn't know what had woken up inside him, it was scary and so divine, he pulled back taking his belt in his left hand while the other gripped your neck, "Say you're sorry"

"I'm s-sorry" He smacked you with his cold leather belt.

"I'm sorry what?" He raised the belt again, he saw that fear in your eyes, the veins on his neck swollen, his bottom lip trapped between his teeth, exhaling harshly.

"I'm sorry daddy" He whipped his belt against your thigh you quietly sobbed, and it sparkled up his eye.

"Again" He demanded.

"I'm sorry daddy," Your voice getting weaker and weaker, he threatened to hit you again when he raised his belt again, and you flinched in that instant, "I'm-" A low and evil chuckle escaped his lips, it made your blood boil to hear him laugh when you felt so weak, you didn't think about it when you did it but you regreded the slap you gave him across the face when he got distracted, he bit the insides of his cheek, his jaw twitched as he swallowed down his anger. Next thing he took you out of the car, turning you to face him.

He turned you around uncovering your ear to whisper between greeted teeth, "You did this to yourself" Back pressed against him, his in grow beard tickling your skin "Apologize" You heard the buckle of his belt swing, his breathing loud and harsh against your ear, you were completely silent until you heard the loud smack that echoed on the pitch black parking lot, little by little the pain started to fade away, and it turned to something more, and it stings when he hits you with his belt again, but his venom stings more.

"I'm so sorry, I'm-" Another hard and cold smack came down to your ass, "I'm-" He couldn't even let you finish the sentence.

"I'm not gonna stop until you mean it" You couldn't stand the pain any longer, runny mascara tears began to color your cheeks, you whispered your sorry as he kept spanking you feeling a small rush of wetness from between your legs, it was palpitating, in great need to be touched again, the pain began to feel sweet and enjoyable as you overcame it, looked thru it, he bent your mind to limits you never thought you would reach, and it felt delicious but what was more delicious was the feeling of the stretch when he fucked you, you became ravenous, it was too late for you.

"I'm very sorry daddy," You gasped when he hit you again, "No one could ever fuck my pussy like you, you know my body is yours to keep, and I know who I belong to, I'm your possession, I love you forever" Your back bent, and your hips swayed hoping the leather would hit you one last time, you did this with your eyes closed more like an instinct.

"That's much better" He arches your body to him, choking you, and whispering, "You masochistic little fuck, you want more now do you?" You breathed out a weak yes, feeling the corners of his mouth curl into a smudge smile when his fingers came down to touch you, "Mmm fuckin' hell, look how wet you get for me, do you think he'll ever get your pussy as wet, do you think he could make you feel like this?"

"Nobody but you" His fingers circled your clit, and he pulled his pulsing cock out of his jeans teasing your entrance just pushing his tip inside you, while his hands kept circling your clit in gentle circles, you needed more from him so much more, "Alex... I-I need it all inside me"

"Patient" He eased you down, but you bucked your hips back, "What did just I say?" You whined at him, "Stay still, can't you do that?"

"I- please, Alex" You couldn't find the right words in your head, it was all him, you just needed him, but you couldn't have that when you were this impatient, your big mouth strikes again as another smack comes down to your ass, you took a moment to compose yourself, you heard the doors of the car open, he grabbed you by the arm and bend you over the seats, cheek pressed against the cold leather seats, he pinned your hands together, "Still, and quiet, be a good girl" You nodded with your head, as he once more slipped inside you so easily, he hummed at how wet did you get over that smack, and you couldn't deny it, his hard and pulsing cock stretching your walls so deliciously at the same time he held your hands back, you made fists with your hands as you tried not to be heard.

He was unleashed, his mind was off in another place while his body was doing the job of fucking your brains off, he couldn't manage how tight you felt, a perfect fit, he admired your red and tender ass that was all doughy and shaky from all of the spankings, how it jolts back and forth as he pushes in and out of you like a beast, "I'm gonna fuck you up real good, pretty baby" He could only picture how your face looked like, scrunched up, he saw your knuckles turn white, and your body filling with goosebumps, you were close but you kept telling yourself to hold for a little bit longer, "Atta girl"  He could feel you all as well, there was no way your body could ever hide something from his he knew it better than you, he had counted every lash on your brown eyes when you sleep, all the beauty spots, knew every sweet spot, every sick way to get to you. The insides of your thigh were dark red, and all of your body would be covered in bruises, or his sickening way to show you his love, his jaw clenched, strings of hair falling down to his forehead, he didn't know how much could he handle anymore, neither did you.

He put one leg up, each thrust going deeper, his hips driving his dick harder and rougher, the friction was too good, and it send you spiraling, it was coming up, it was exciting, you felt it coming.

"Come on, you know what you need" He had granted you his approval, which mean you could finally let yourself go, your walls clenched around him when he buried his dick inside you, you loudly exhaled and he groaned when he felt you coming all over his cock, but he wasn't over, breathe less he turned you around to face him, you were drenched in sweat and tears, your chest red and your hair made a mess, it was sight to see for him, he untied your hands only to cross your arms and tie them together, your tits squished together, blurry vision you could only see his outline, "Daddy hasn't comed yet princess"

"Oh-" You gasped when he pushed himself inside you, your pussy was red from all the pounding of his dick, you couldn't believe the tingles only made you want more from him even though you felt you were about to pass out. Both of his hands were placed on both sides of your head, your legs open for him.

The moment your lips parted he took the advantage to spit in them, "Swallow" He ordered. Alex admired you for a long minute, your chest rising up and down, your swollen red cheeks, your pink nose, the tears, the mess he has made of you, he never had seen you so trashed but willing to take more.

He fucked you until your legs gave out, but your body was still resistant, you didn't know where you were, what was your name, or that your arms were tied, you were far too gone to care about those things, it was only Alex you could think of, only Alex that filled up all of your senses, he was out of control, didn't care how messy he was fucking you, calling you his dirty whore spitting in your mouth, your ears were ringing, you gasped and rolled your eyes when both of you came at the same time.

His body fell forward, embracing yours until you came back down to earth, you couldn't feel your legs or anything from your hips downs, you could only see the bruises his hands had left on your hips but they didn't hurt, maybe it was the adrenaline that ran thru your body but it was pure bliss.

"Babe?" His voice sounds raspy in your ear, "You know I love you, right?"

"I do, daddy" You confirmed.

"Tell me that you love me"

"I never loved anybody but you"

A/N

Hope you enjoyed today’s chapter! Sorry for not updating yesterday, I felt a little sick, if you guys would like to read more you can find me on wattpad as thegirlinkneesocks my story is called sweet things (couldn’t find a cooler name)

https://www.wattpad.com/story/298894616

[ryeriy]

request: hiii! could you do a dad!auston matthews and his daughter coming home from school with a bunch of valentines from classmates and her asking him who's his valentine

Be My Valentine- Auston Matthews

warnings: none just fluff

<3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3

I was sitting in the parent pick up line at Hannah's school. I saw rush out to the car with a plastic bag with hearts on it. One of the teachers helped her get into the backseat of my car. She buckled herself in and they closed the door. I started to drive off from her school exiting the lot.

"How was school honey?" I asked her while turning on the soundtrack from frozen we had on cd. It's her favorite movie. The volume was on low so I could hear her talk.

"I got valentine today!" She exclaimed at me. Hannah was only four. Just learning how to talk right. Today was valentines day and some class mates of hers brought in valentines to share. She brought some in herself. Hannah was so excited to get them. She was in preschool so this was her first time getting this from her classmates.

"Oh you did!" I was sounding amused. It was so cute to listen to her talk about her day or anything in general.

"I got won from evewry won!" She held up her bag with red hearts all over it. I looked through the rear view mirror. It was filled with those cute valentine cards and candy.

"That's a lot Hannah!" I looked forward and kept driving back to the house we had.

"I wanna show daddy alllll of my candy from my frwiends!" She kicked her feet in the air a little bit. It put a smile on my face to see her so happy.

"Ohhh! Well we are almost home so you can show him." I told her as I turned onto our street.

The last five minutes of our drive was singing let it go from frozen. Karoke car rides are the best with her.

As soon as I pulled into the driveway I parked in the spirt right next to Auston's car and turned it off before getting out and opening her door. I undid her seat belt and picked her out of seat placing her on the ground. Grabbing her backpack and her bag.

When I gave it to her she immediately bolted towards the front door but she couldn't reach it. She had to wait for me to open it for her. I closed her door then locked the door. Made my way to the front door to open it for her.

"Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!" She screamed as she ran through the door and the hallway. Running into his arms. Had the big full bag of valentines in her right hand.

"Hi sweetheart! What's the bag for?" He said while resting a side one side of her one his hips. Supporting her up with his hands.

"My frwiends gave me valentine!" She exclaimed while showing him her red heart bag.

"Oh really!" He asks her. She shakes her head up and down. That puts a smile on his face. Puts one on mine when I walked down the ways to see it.

"Who yowr valentine!" She asks him.

"Well who do you think it should be?" He asks her. I walked into the kitchen not too far from where they were standing to make Hannah her afterschool snack. Apples with peanut butter like always.

"Her!" She whispers very loudly and points to me. I could hear her whispering but I was pretending I couldn't.

"Mommy?" He asks her while also whispering very loudly. She shakes her head up and down meaning yes. I was trying so hard not to laugh. I smiled to myself.

He puts Hannah down on the ground and walks up to me. I was cutting apples when he came up to me and I turned around to him.

"Hey?" I put on my best show face for this one.

"Hello. I was wondering. Will you be my valentine?" He asked me. I could see the laughter hiding behind his face.

"Of course I will!" I said while pulling him for a hug but before hugging him I kiss him on the lips real quick then hugging him.

"Ewwwww!" Hannah squealed seeing us kiss. She made a soured face at us. After we pulled away from a hug I laughed at her.

"Oh I didn't forget about you!" I said while walking over to her and giving her a kiss on the forehead.

I pulled away from her and she grabbed her bag of candy and started to eat one and both Auston and I had a smile on our faces.

He sat down next to Hannah and ate some candy with her. So nice of her to share. He proceeded to grab one and then offer it to me.

"For you, my valentine." He had a soft smile on his face.

"Why thank you." I accepted his kind offer and smiled back at him while unwrapping the candy.

[sad-brunnettee]

I’m just like you Part 4

Billy Hargrove x reader

Warning: Self harm, mention of the word “whore”, violence

Word count: 1,704

A/n: I tried to make the mention of sh as short as possible and not go into details. I didn’t want anyone to feel like relapsing or feel uncomfortable by the details.

< Part 3

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Taking small steps towards her sitting form you stood in front of the small table that was separating you from her. Fidgeting with your fingers to ease your anxiety. Staring at her eyes you were sure she could see the fear you had.

“What guy mom?”

She slammed her hands on the table which caused you to jump and take a step back. You hoped that y/s/n wouldn’t wake up because of this. Compared to you, she had to be at school almost an hour before you.

“Don’t try that shit with me, I was on my way home when I decided to check on my two girls. Only to find you flirting with a guy while your sister was on her own.”

Tears were threatening to fall from your eyes but you couldn’t show any weakness in front of her.

“I wasn’t flirting with him mom, and y/s/n wasn’t on her own she was with-.”

In two quick strides she was standing in front of you. Her eyes only held hatred towards you and you could swear her eyes were red. Without giving you time to think she quickly raised her fist and aimed for your left cheek.

Raising your hand to place it over your cheek you stared at her in utter disbelief. She held the same look before it returned back to a glare.

“See what you made me do? This wouldn’t had happened if you hadn’t act like a whore.”

She walked passed you and made sure to bump her shoulders with yours, hard. That’s when the tears started to flow down your face. You had to cover your mouth to stop a sob from escaping. Turning off the light you walked up the stairs again to go back to your room.

This time it was harder to do, the tears stopped you from seeing the steps. You must’ve missed a couple and kept on stumbling.

As you reached your bedroom door it was as if you were trying to open a wall. It wouldn’t budge open and you feared your mom would yell at you if she saw you disrupting the silence.

Finally turning the knob you closed it quietly behind you. Instead of feeling safe you felt more trap then ever before. Your breathing started to pick up and it was getting hard to control it by the second.

You took quick steps to your night stand and opened the first drawer. You’ve tried your hardest to not relapse but after what you just experienced. It was hard to not self harm again.

Ironically, you used the pocket knife your dad gave you when the both of you had gone camping. He said it was for your protection.

The first time you used it was when he and your mom were fighting. The insults they threw at you during the middle of it felt like nothing but slaps to the face.

Now looking at your other scars decorating your upper thigh. It’s as if they’re roads damaged with cracks. The same that stop you from going forward. There are times when you like to pretend they’re simply stretch marks.

This morning you made sure to wake up early, in an attempt to be able to cover the bruises adorning your cheek. You couldn’t have anyone starting rumors or asking you questions about what happened.

Today you were in charge of taking y/s/n to school, that gave you the opportunity to get to class early.

The drive to school was quieter than usual, you only spoke when y/s/n would say something. Your music was playing in the background at a low volume.

She got out of the car as soon as you parked, you did the same and walked over to the schools cafeteria. You didn’t have time to eat anything at home. As you walked inside it was pretty empty with a few students scattered around.

You grabbed a tray with food and sat down. You expected to enjoy your time alone and maybe be able to listen to some music. You were so engrossed in your own thoughts that you didn’t pay attention to anything else. Not until someone slammed their tray down on the table.

It reminded you of what happened yesterday, you involuntary flinched at hearing the noise. When you looked up you could see Tina looking at you with a smirk. Behind her, you could see two other girls who looked like they were about to rip your head off.

“Yes?” You asked while taking a bite of your breakfast.

“How was it?” She asked as she took a seat in front of you. You loved Tina, she could be really sweet but other times she wanted to know everyone’s business and it irked you.

“How was what?” You didn’t care if you were talking with a mouth full of food at this point. You didn’t want to talk to anyone and you tried to make that point as clear as possible.

“Come on y/n, yesterday, a little birdie told me they saw you and Billy leaving together.”

Great you thought, the only reason why you put on make up was to hide what you suffer behind doors. Now you had to confront the rumors that will surely start circulating around school.

“Come on Tina, you couldn’t possibly had been that drunk. I left because when you gave me the phone I was told to go pick up my sister. I’m not sure about Billy but I can guarantee you we didn’t leave together.”

Her smirk fell from her face and was replaced with a sad look. “So nothing happened?” She asked still hopeful. Meanwhile the two other girls from behind her looked happy.

“Nope.”

Billy was speeding down the road as usual. His music was so loud he wouldn’t be surprised if he went deaf. To his right was Max who was shaking, whether it was out of fear or from the bass of the song he couldn’t tell.

After he arrived home late with the stench of alcohol that seemed to leave a trail behind him. He walked inside his room but his father stormed in, it was as if he was waiting for him. Like a predator going after their prey.

A change of nasty words were shared between the two. Soon after, the hits that Billy received like a punching bag didn’t amount to the damage the verbal abuse did to him.

He was ordered by his father to not leave his sister out of his sight before and after school. He wanted to be mad at you, if you hadn’t caught his attention he wouldn’t be in this mess.

Yet at the thought of you and the small encounter the both of you shared the other night. He felt his heart skip a beat and had to fight the urge to not smile. The love you have for your sister made him feel warm inside. It was getting harder and harder to ignore those feelings.

This time, it was him who arrived late to class. As usual everyone’s eyes were on him, some looked at him with worry while others seemed to be surprised. Regardless, he lived for the attention and walked over to his seat while winking his eye at a group of girls who soon after started whispering.

He got closer to his seat but his ego flattened when he noticed you were engrossed in your class work.

“Billy are you ok?” Mrs. Walkers voice was soft but loud enough for him to hear.

“Yeah, just from a small fight.”

Billy’s heart couldn’t help but break a little, it was obvious you were ignoring him the whole day. You didn’t look at him during passing classes and you weren’t there with them during lunch time.

It broke your heart to do this but you were afraid that somehow your mother would find out you still speak with Billy. It was absurd to still be scared even when you’re in the safety of school.

You were inside the girls restroom trying to buy time. There were 10 minutes left before your sisters tutoring session ends.

“Where have you been all day y/n?” You hadn’t even heard the door being opened. As you turned over your shoulder, Carol stood there with her hands inside the pockets of her jacket.

“I wasn’t in the mood to talk to anyone, sorry.” You returned your gaze back forward and looked at the mirror.

“You don’t have to apologize for what you go through.” Carol wasn’t the best at comforting others, she always responded with insults and hits. But after your friendship she has come to learn to be more compassionate, something that she only does with you and nobody else.

“There was someone else who was worried.” She returned back to her previous self.

“Who?”

“Billy, duh.”

You thought he would’ve been mad at your behavior but instead he was worried? You wondered if Carol was telling the truth or she just said what you wanted to hear.

“He asked us about you each moment he could. It was adorable really.”

That didn’t sound like Billy, at all. He has never been nice to anyone, fighting any guy who gets in his way especially towards Steve. You’ve also seen the way he looks at girls, it’s as if they were just there to entertain him.

Yet you wanted to believe her, you saw the way he treated you different compared to others. Regardless of what his intentions were you felt bad for making him worry.

“Well now I feel bad, he’s the reason I’ve been avoiding you guys.”

With a gasp she turned to you “oh my gosh! You like him don’t you?”

You quickly looked at her, you really thought nobody noticed. If she knows of your little crush, there’s a slim chance Billy took a notice of it too. There’s an even smaller chance that he will ever return those feelings to you.

There’s no knowing if he is capable of settling down. Not just that but your backstory isn’t the easiest to share with others. Even if you were to tell him the truth, he wouldn’t understand. Right?

Taglist: @queenofshinigamis @kawaiibear0704

[missmeowfam310]

Lee Know Knows everything

Hello, to anyone who might stumble upon this. This is something I had written for my, ex- bestfriend, and I think I want to share it to others.  English is not my first language, I in fact SUCK, but I love reading fanfiction, and I love writing for people, I know this oneshot is far from good, but I still hope anyone who reads it enjoys it.

I love lino so much and I tried to showcase it in this fic.

Summary: You met this weird boy. (yeah this pretty much is)

pairing: Lee know x reader (y/n)

genre: fluff.

Wordcount: 3.7 K

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"HEY!!! HEY!!! STOP PLEASE! SIR!"

finally the bus driver stopped when he noticed you.

"thank you" you said not looking grateful at all, after running for a whole damn 10 minutes.

"I hate this man"

you whined under your breath while trying to find a seat.

"BRO SAME HE NEVER WAITS FOR ME TO SIT DOWN BEFORE HE STARTS DRIVING AGAIN!"

you heard a voice on your left where a familiar young boy sitting next to the window.

you're not that social but he looked so cute pouting

" this bad man makes me stumble every morning as if he enjoys seeing me humiliated"

he continued, looking sad

you decided to set next to him.

" damn, stumbling in front of everyone every morning? What a way to start your day”

You surprised yourself, you’re not the type to talk this comfortably with a stranger.

"I know right? ah, it's alright, why do YOU hate him though?"

The sudden eye contact caught you off-guard.

"you have such beautiful eyes!"

you shocked the both of you with this statement, but it had to be said, sparkly, honey, and every other adjective.

His beautiful eyelashes, long enough to create a shadow on the tail of his eyes appearing as an eyeliner.

"OH! thank you I guess"

shit what is wrong with you.. he looked adorable though, smiling shyly while blinking too many times, it seems like it's his habit?

"well, this 'bad man' just made me run after the bus for a whole five minutes just because he couldn’t wait for more two minutes"

you sounded so angry.

"might as well run to the school since you’re that good at running"

Oh he’s cheeky

" I guess I should have run "

you agreed, smiling at him while acting like you're seriously considering his suggestion.

"we go to the same school right? because you look a bit familiar"

he asked you sounding a bit confident.

"yeah I guess because I feel like I've seen you before too"

"cool!" he said while gesturing a thumb up

"cool!" you replied

He’s weird, you love it

-

both of you kept the conversations going, words flow smoothly with him, you found him funny, adorable and a bit charming to be fair...

you both walked each other to your classes, " see you later" he said.

you smiled, "see you later"

you've never enjoyed somebody's company as you did today with- FUCK!! you can't believe you didn't ask him about his name! well to be frank it wasn't a usual "nice to meet you" conversation that ends ups with actually knowing the person's name.

Wow it’s your first time seeing the place so quiet and not so crowded, there was no line to wait in so you’ve got your food pretty fast, sat on a table alone because burritos before amigos!

Enjoying your meal peacefully while listening to a song your friend had recommended -which was not like anything you’d personally listen to - you turned it off looking a bit disgusted and mad because she kept gassing it, questionable taste as usual, shaking your head in disappointment.

“damn why you mad bro chill a bit”

It’s him again, now you’ve gotta ask him about his na-

“I’m lee Minho, friends call me lee know because I know everything, and that you’re Y\N, I know where you live too”

“okay that’s not creepy at all, lee know.”

You said, looking unfazed.

“Been going around asking about you all day, my efforts are totally wasted”

“and you’re disappointed cuz?”

You asked him, because he looked so done with life, even a bit mad which made you laugh.

“you’re supposed to be surprised with my amazing abilities, also, what a weird laugh, do you always make this noise with your nose?”

What did he just say?

“I-“

“I love it”

oh…

“0-okey thanks I guess lol”

“YOU PRONOUNCE LOL TO??? “

“I get roasted for it but no fucks are given”

He high-fived you with cute smile

“you have a cute smile”

You’re not that person who throws compliments so much but he makes you do that a lot.

“oh thank you dear Y\N”

He fake-giggled covering his mouth with his right hand

He received your smack on his shoulder because he’s looked like a silly rabbit, then he acted like you stabbed his arm, his extra ass started banting but as you ignored his existence, he quit his act and sat down to eat like a normal human being.

“why are you sitting alone?”

He asked with full mouth, you gave him a disgusted look

“my friend didn’t come to school today”

“you have friends??”

This mother fuc-

“OUCH IM SORRY! You take no joke huh, I bet you’re an Aries or a Capricorn, always so salty”

Speechless you were, because of course he was right, lee know knows… you heard him laughing, and his laugh brought a smile on your face.

“let me guess, you’re probably a Capricorn, you have that attitude, anger issues too, must be fun”

“if you think that I’ll be offended then you’re incredibly wrong, I am a proud Capricorn”

“yeah obviously lol”

“lemme guess, hmmmmm”

You stared at his face looking for answers, while he gave you a weird smile, you can count all of his teeth.

he seemed like cute asshole, savage, smart but silly, a Taurus? nah he’s not that naughty, or he is?

“damn is it really that hard, I’ll give you a hint, I’m lethal”

“A SCORBIO?????”

“yessssss”

“makes lot of sense to be very honest”

“what do you mean”

Opps he looked offended

“you, love yourself and its obvious”

“aren’t we all supposed to love ourselves? Look if you don’t love yourself enough, no one will love you”

He looked proud

“you talk a lot”

“I know”

“we know”

“you know”

“lee know”

 You spent your break with him, it’s a lot of Minho in one day, you need to charge a bit.

The day is finally over damn this was an exhausting one. Walking to your bus with your headphones on listening to same playlist, it startled you when someone pulled on your bag’s belt, you didn’t really appreciate it, you turned around ready to fight but it was just lee know smiling his cute little smile , you removed your earphones because you saw his lips moving but couldn’t hear shit.

“been screaming out your name for hours”

Shit

“oh sorry I’ve had my earphones on”

“yeah I figured”

You walked in silence together to the bus.

“is this our thing now?”

He asked, making no eye contact, which is rare, because he likes to stare right into the eyes, is he nervous?

“what do you mean?”

You asked confused

He had his hands inside his pockets, eyes stuck on his feet.

“oh you know, walking each other to our destinations “

you couldn’t help but laugh at his cuteness, he was shy, nervous too, which is probably why he was avoiding your eyes.

“hmm I guess? “

You said with a smile, he looked satisfied.

You continued walking to the bus, and right before you took the bus steps, he pulled you from your bag’s belt, again, you almost smacked the shit out of him, but then he took the jacket that was hanging from you bag, sneaked his arms around your waist, and tied the jacket’s sleeves around your waist. He took his time tying it perfectly, and you took yours, staring at him, the way his bangs sat on his eyelashes, you feel your body getting warmer, he feels warm too, his hair looked shiny.

You patted him on the head when he finished, mouthing a soft “thank you”

“such a good boy”

With a smirk you said, as he walked next to you trying to find a seat.

“ew shut up you’re embarrassing me”

“OH MY FRIEND IS SUCH A GOOD BOY AWWWW”

He pulled you to set in the last pair of seats before the last row while you were cracking up at how embarrassed and shy he looked, you sat on the chair still laughing, whipping your tears, and something felt off, you turned on your left to check, and he was weirdly quiet, he had his headphones on, you can hear the music, it was -twice’s feel special-

“oh so you’re a twice fan, so typical”

“…”

Now you got it, he’s mad, and ignoring you too, cool, it hasn’t been a day yet and you’ve already managed to make him mad, amazing, your only talent.

“hey”

“…..”

“heyyyyyy”

“…..”

“HEYYYYYYYYY”

People starred at your loud ass but you gave no fuck

But you hear no music now but he’s still acting like he can’t hear you.

“well, guess you don’t wanna come over to rewatch endgame”

You whispered loud enough for him to hear.

You saw with the corner of your eyes how he froze and swore under his breath so you let out a laugh but acted fast as if you didn’t.

But he looked at you and saw your small smile.

And he giggled, so you giggled too.

“I do, want to come over to rewatch endgame”

“oh I know you do”

“cool”

“cool”

smiling, he’s so cute, like a little baby, gets easily angry and with a candy it’ll be like nothing-

“if you tried to pull shits like this again imma hang you from your foot on the school’s gate”

He whispered at your ear in the sweetest voice ever, it gave you chills.

“boy chill damn “

He seriously scared you, big Scorpio energy.

But then he gave you one of the headphones side, he played breath by lee hi, it’s a long ride till home, and you were tired, the urge to put your head on his shoulder was extreme but you held it in, you kept on yawning, when he took your hand that’s next to him, pulled you a bit closer to him, and pushed your head lightly on his shoulder, while your arm is in his lap, and his arm is in yours, you held tight into it, you gave up and slept.

You were having a nice warm nap, until your nose felt itchy so you opened your left eyes to see a shadow in front of your face, you tried to clear your sight and open both of your eyes, you were blessed with Minho’s face, Minho’s smile to be specific, with his cute teeth, and his beautiful lashes. You saw his lips move but had no idea what he was saying, when the bus stopped you realized it was your stop, so you stood, gathering your stuff.

“see you tomorrow” with sleepy voice you said

You walked to the door, looking at the steps as you get down, the bus driver drove away and then you realized it’s not your stop.

Fuck.

You looked back to see the bus was far away already, but Minho was running to you from the same direction.

When he arrived, he was on the ground dying with laughter.

“-I can’t damn”

He was breathing heavily and laughing at the same time.

You stood there crossing arms waiting for him to stop his bullshit.

“you are DEFINITLY not okay, agh “

He giggled

“you done?”

You asked him is a bored tone, and no he was not, cuz once he looked at you he started laughing again, tearing up too.

So you started walking to your house which wasn’t that far from this stop, and he soon enough started walking with you.

“damn I’m thirsty as fuck” he stated

“I bet you are” you laughed at him

It is your thing, now that you think of it, he walked you everywhere.

“why are you smiling like a fool?”

Were in fact smiling like a fool, but you’d be damned to admit it

“I was not” you denied

“you definitely were”

He said sounding certain  

“whatever”

“and by the way”

He stressed

“what moisturizer are you using?”

Wha-

“why are you asking about my moisturizer what th-“

“you’re always glowing like a glazed donut, my dry ass skin would never”

“oh poor you, bae I ain’t using any moisturizer, it’s just my oily ass skin, I use a serum that’s a bit hydrating, skip moisturizer and use sunscreen afterwards”

“I don’t call that oily skin; I call that being a privilege”

He’s not normal, you doubted before but now you’re sure. (now I know, now I know)

The five minutes’ walk you were both chatting and giggling in felt like a one minute walk.

“oh, we’re here”

He said not sounding happy at all.

“c’mon in”

You invited him gesturing with your head towards the door.

“oh- no it’s okay no need to-“

“shut the fuck up and get inside lemme offer you a drink”

You walked to the door waiting for him to follow and you were sure he will.

He did.

You took off you shoes, wore the house slipper and offered him a pair too.

“so, water? Orange juice? Mango juice? Coke? Sprite? fanta-“

“damn do you have own a bar or something? Water please I don’t drink anything else”

“lmao acting all healthy while all you eat is burger king”

“what the heck? How do you know?”

“we ate lunch together stupid, and you spilled all of your secrets”

“oh right “

You shook your head at him and went to bring him a bottle of water from the kitchen.

As you were taking the bottle from the fridge, you glanced to see him looking so awkward, just standing there, which you thought was so cute and adorable but you quickly threw the thought out of the window and hurried to give him the bottle.

“thank you darling”

He said smirking at you.

“I ain’t your darling sweetie”

You smiled at each other, you both have the same sense of humor which is your conversations are never free of jokes and sarcasm.

“thank you for walking me home”

You said almost whispering cuz ew you hate saying cringy things out loud.

“I honestly got off the bus to laugh at your ass”

“yeah right, that’s why you ran all the way, to laugh at me “

“yup, exactly”

He bites his lips holding his smile, barely.

Oh no what’s happening to you…..

 It’s been two months since you and Minho became friends, you’ve been hanging out A LOT lately, more than y’all probably should, even your best friend noticed it.

You were both, your best friend and you, in the class before the break period, chatting while the teacher is answering students’ questions.

“I’m REALLY craving pizza”

You whined at her.

“let your new boyfriend buys you some”

“Minho, his name is Minho and he’s not my boyfriend”

You said, getting defensive

“yup sorry, Minho, your boyfriend-to-be”

“stop it before someone hears you”

“hear what?”

‘speak of the devil’ you thought

“hey Minho”

You friend greeted him

“hey Sara how are doing?”

“I’m fine, you?”

Why are they chatting as if they knew each other since forever? This bothered you.

“what do you want Mr.Lee knows everything?”

he’s so used to your rudeness now, nothing affects hi-

shocked by your question, he answered anyway.

“you said you wanted me to join you in your audition”

He said in a new tone that you didn’t like.

“oh right! I always need you by my side in the hardships, my brave and noble knight”

You HAD to fix your attitude because making him sad was NOT an option, you’d rather cut your arm-

“I know how much I mean to you and how much you need me-“

You take it back

“shut the fuck and let us go so I can be the first one in line, bye Sara see you later”

“bye, GOOD LUCK!”

She screamed as you both walked out of the class.

“THANK YOU”

You screamed back

You linked your arms together, yours and his.

It’s a habit now, he’s cozy and you feel so comfortable around him despite the crush.

You arrived to the hall where the audition room is, you were so nervous, shaking and breathing heavily, it was an audition to the school play, you were into acting since you’re a fake ass b-

You loved movies and shows, you loved how with a plot and a scenario, you could live another life, which is you respected actors so much, how they can showcase a whole character and live its life, and how they step out of their own personality and reality.

You were breathing so fast you feel your heartbeat going crazy, when a sudden warmth covered your hands.

It was him.

“hey hey, look at me, breath, inhale, exhale, you’ll do well, you practiced million times, just imagine it’s you and me, just as we practiced, calm down”

You’re far beyond crushing on him now, you are certain, you are deeply in love with him, you couldn’t help but pull him into a hug, he froze for two seconds but soon he wrapped his arms around you, rubbed you back, squeezed you a bit.

“you’ll do well I promise”

“thank you Minho”

You broke the hug and gave him a grateful look.

He slapped your shoulder

“LETZZGOOOOO YOU CAN DO ITTT”

He screamed in the middle of the hall gathering attention.

On other occasion you’d scold him for screaming, but right now, how could you? He’s cheering you up, embarrassing you both in the process, you couldn’t do anything but stare lovingly at him, he’s so precious.

“if I get accepted, I’ll tell you something”

You will, you’ll tell him how you feel about him, even if you don’t pass the auditions, it won’t matter because his support is enough for you.

“I’m going in, wish me luck!”

“GOOD LUCK Y/N YOU GOT THIS”

You knocked the door and got in after hearing the permission to get in.

“you’ve got the support as we can hear” your teacher said.

You laughed in embarrassment, but also in pride.

“show us what you got”

 Twenty minutes passed as Minho was waiting for you in the hall, his neck snapped to the door’s direction once he heard it, you finally got out, but he couldn’t read your face, you walked calmly to him, he opened his arms ready to comfort you but you surprised him when you held his face and kissed his left cheek.

You backed away and smiled widely at him.

“REALLY????”

He screamed looking shocked as fuck and you nodded

“YOU GOT IN??????”

“yes”

You said, feeling emotional.

And he took you in his arms lifting you while hugging you tightly.

“omg I’m so proud of you”

He said while brushing your hair with his fingers.

“stop it or I’ll cry”

You hit him on his shoulder.

“put me down now”

You told him but he’s still holding you.

“shhhhhh lemme embrace and appreciate you a bit”

Your heart is racing tt might jump out of its place.

“I have something important to tell you Minho”

He heard your serious tone and got you on your legs but he still got his hands around you.

“so,”

You started, while he was staring at you in anticipation.

“we’ve been friends for almost two months, right?”

You stated without actually really asking.

“and I-“

“two months and two days to be specific”

He added before you finish and you laughed at his usual habit of stating facts in unusual times.

“yes, friends for two months and two days, and I really found myself, like, really, you know?”

No he did not know, he was staring at you with his eyebrows raised making you even more nervous.

“go on you’re doing amazing sweetie”

He comforted you while squeezing your waist a bit to relax and continue.

“so basically, I am soooooooooo attracted to you, I really never thought that I’d-“

“oh….”

He interrupted you again but this time you weren’t sure you wanted to continue.

“….”

He kept staring at you, and you can’t read his face, it’s the face he makes when he spaces out and starts thinking, thinking in what? No one knows.

“why did you stop? Continue!”

He pulled you even closer and his expression has totally changed, to a playful one, with his cute smirk, so you smiled at him while putting your arms on his shoulders, getting cozier, the both of you.

“hmmm?”

He hummed, tilting his head to the side while smiling at you.

“the point is, I really like you, like a lot”

You finally said it, sighing because damn that was tough.

“oh y\n”

He sighed too, but with a smile.

“I’d kiss you if we weren’t in the middle of the hall-“

You cut him off by jumping to peck at his beautiful lips.

His expression was priceless, his eyes were wide and his mouth stayed at the position.

“this works too, I guess”

He giggled his cute giggle that gives you a stroke, and looked around avoiding eye contact.

“lee Minho are you SHY????” you screamed.

He shook you in his embrace acting like he’s mad and will kill you.

“but you didn’t tell me if you like me too….”

You said after realizing.

“wait- so you don’t really know?”

He said with pure shook on his face.

“know what?”

“I thought you already know that I liked you, wasn’t I being obvious?”

Oh, he likes you too…

“no, I didn’t know, I was too immersed in my own crush to notice your feelings, sorry”

You replied while playing with the hair on his neck KNOWING he’s sensitive in this area so you laughed at his reaction, he cringed with closed eyes.

“stop it”

He whined with the tinniest voice ever.

“I’d kiss the shit out of you if we weren’t in the hall-“

You said, this time, but he was the one that kissed you, deeply this time, with passion, he KISSED YOU!!!

He backed off with a satisfied expression, while you were still lost in your own feeling, you felt like your soul was leaving your body in the best way possible.

“I think we should go get our lunch before it gets crowded in the cafeteria”

You said to finally change the situation, so you linked your arms and started walking towards the cafeteria, as usual, no major changes, comfortable you were, and he’s still the same Minho.

(I hope you liked it, tell me what you think)

[kuroosweakness]

things the haikyuu boys did when they had a crush on you 

miya atsumu 

started wearing whatever you really liked wearing/complimented him on. if you mentioned the print on his shirt, you best bet he’ll be wearing that shirt for a whole week straight. a shirt he once thought nothing of is now his favorite shirt. 

“‘tsumu, why don’t you try changing. you know, y/n could probably smell you a mile away,” osamu said to atsumu one morning as they were walking to school. 

“nuh uh,” atsumu quipped back. “i washed it with the detergent y/n likes.” 

“oh so you finally learned how the washing machine works?” 

“‘samu you’re ruining it for me.” 

asked overly-personal questions. not to be creepy or weird, but because he cherished the information he knew about you that no one else did; it made him feel special 

“y/n, do you have any big regrets?” 

“is there um, anyone you feel really happy around?” 

“what’s your guilty pleasure? c’mon everyone has them.” 

“have you ever been bullied?” 

got visibly irritated whenever another guy interrupted your conversation with him. or if you were just smiling too hard when talking to a guy he doesn’t know about

“if you keep frowning like that, you’ll look like a grandpa by next year,” osamu said right before biting into his onigiri. 

“shut up, ‘samu,” he groaned, trying his best to distract himself from the fact that you looked happier talking to another guy than him. did you smile that hard when he made a joke? he sure hopes so :’ 

kuroo tetsurou 

pointed out the smallest differences in you. he noticed the slightest changes in your body language, style, mood, etc etc. on your bad days, he desperately wanted to ask if anything was wrong, but didn’t want to risk overstepping boundaries. so he just asked “how’s your day?” and even if you answered with a “good/fine/okay” he would know you weren’t telling the full truth 

if you came to school wearing a brand new pair of shoes, he’ll point it out and tease you all about it. if you showed up with a new hairstyle, kuroo won’t say anything, but you can tell he noticed because of the way he looks at it. 

even if you cut off three centimeters of your hair, he probably noticed. 

kept trying to fix his appearance around you 

he tried making it really subtle too. he’ll smooth down his jacket, try to flatten down his hair, and straighten his collar around you in hopes that it’ll make him look a bit better (he’s such a cutie 🥺 okay who’s gonna tell him that he’s looks perfectly fine the way he is) 

teased you, in a flattering way. the type of teasing where you have to force yourself from smiling too hard. and he only does it to you! no one else is worth his teasing 

but the moment someone else starts teasing you, he’d act a little ... distant. he’d back off and just watch you interact with them. if you look uncomfortable, he’d immediately put a stop to it and put them back in their place. 

called you by a nickname only he uses

at first, he used it as a joke. but overtime, it just stuck and now it doesn’t feel right for him to call you by your first name. again, the annoyance is clear on his face when someone called you by the same nickname 

~~~

when you first met kenma, he said, “y/n? i’ve heard a lot *glances at kuroo* about you.” 

suna rintarou 

lowkey protects you. such as putting an arm in front of you, shielding you with his body, draping his jacket over your head, lending you his umbrella, that type of stuff (ugh just kiss already) 

he acted like it was no big deal. it’s not like he’d admit it was on his mind for a whole week. the miya twins knew something was up when suna suggested watching a romance movie. (suna needed new scenarios with you in his head) 

subtly invited you everywhere, made excuses to be around you 

“hey, we have a game on saturday at *specific location* in case you wanna come” 

“since they’re having a buy-one-get-one-free, it’ll be a shame if you didn’t come along ...” 

“since we’re both headed towards that place, might as well go together” 

unexpectedly defended you/your opinion in conversations and class. even though suna rarely talks in class, if you brought up a point/answer, he’d defend it

sakusa kiyoomi 

had trouble meeting your eyes without blushing 

even with his mask on, you could see the redness spread across his cheekbones whenever you spoke to him. 

always plopped himself in a seat close to you, even with all those other empty seats 

his became more soft, gentle, and high-pitched around you, his posture became less stiff 

it’s subtle; he didn’t even notice a change in his own voice. maybe because there’s nothing else on his mind when he’s talking to you? 

always walked a little bit slower in the hallways when he saw you pass by and eyed you, hoping that you’d notice him like the way he noticed you

bokuto koutarou 

stumbled with his words and forgot basic things around you

“class? what do you mean by ‘we have to go to class’??” 

listened intently to everything you said and memorized facts about you better than his vocabulary words 

“akaashi, did you know that y/n’s favorite ice cream flavor is ...” 

“nope, y/n can’t make it today. how do i know? because they told me in advance :D oh wait, y/n’s not gonna be here today?? D’:”

made a handshake with you to do in front of everyone to show off that your connection with him is special

the pride he felt when everyone gathered around to watch you and him do your special handshake 🥺

got you gifts out of nowhere simply because you said you liked it

his mindset goes: getting y/n ___ = y/n happy :) i better get it for them before someone does 

tendou satori 

always lends you his stationary and whenever he forgets a pencil, you’re the first person he asks. don’t worry, he always returns them right after :) 

he also loves “borrowing” your personal things. the idea of you trusting him is really special to him. plus, whenever someone asks him where he got it, he gets to say, “oh, it’s y/n’s.” 

loves, loves, loves passing notes in class!! 

he kept all of your conversations with him in a special little box hidden in his room. 

complimented the little things he knows you care about! 

he loves seeing that beautiful smile of yours while knowing he’s the cause of it.

he smiles so much around you <33  tendou’s smile is so contagious it’s hard to be sad around him. not to mention he always knows how to cheer you up :’ 

iwaizumi hajime 

whenever his friends talked about hot actors and classmates they found attractive, he never joined in. (if you were there, he’d be glancing at you ever-so-often) 

he’d always offer to walk/drive you home. every single day. even if you insisted that he didn’t need to, it would take another five minutes of convincing him. if you said yes, he happily got you home. no matter what occasion, he always asked you. it was your regular, daily routine with him :) 

made jokes only for you to hear. he loved having inside jokes with you that only you two understood. the confusion on other peoples’ faces was satisfying. 

akaashi keiji 

had a lot of sympathy for you over small things (and big things too, of course) 

if your weekend plans got messed up, if you lost your jacket, forgot your stationary, tripped on the stairs, he’s the person you go to to talk about these things. he never belittles your struggles and always finds a way to help you feel better 

always checked in with you and made sure you had a lunch to eat 

even if your classroom is across the campus, you better expect him to be at the front door after your class is over

tried his best to get to know your friends and family (and pets!) 

akaashi best boy 🥺 the way he sees your friends and family as his own because he knows how much they matter to you 

-> a/n: i hope you like these hehe :))