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In Too Deep

Fluff if you squint • Angst

Lalisa Manoban x Fem!reader -> Requested

Prompt: Reader has feelings for Lisa but Lisa begins to fall in love with someone else

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“Oh? That’s great Lis!” You smile. Your heart aches dully.

Lisa just told you she befriended her crush, Jennie Kim. They’ve talked occasionally but we’re never able to call each other friends, more so classmates. She’s been crushing on her for a while, you're happy for her.

“I know! Thanks for giving me tips on conversation starters.”

“You're welcome.”

Now, two days later.

“Lisa stop, you look like an idiot,” you whisper before looking behind her, a smirk growing on your face, “she’s coming over here.”

“What? Who? Jennie?! Wait, do I— do I look okay? Are my bangs s—” You put your hand on your shoulders, looking her into the eye, “you look perfect, alright?” She did, she always did. Lisa was beautiful. She nodded slowly. You turned her around, just as Jennie reached you two.

“Jennie..” She breathed out, flustered. You nodded at Jennie with a polite smile before walking off as you mouthed a ‘see you later’. Lisa panicked, her eyes wide, pleading for you to come back. You were the only person stopping her from becoming a nervous mess in front of Jennie. She turned back to Jennie when you were out of sight.

“So, about that…” Jennie began speaking.

You were in class, head laying on the desk as you rolled your pencil and watched it slide down the angled table.

Your pencil was in the middle of rolling back towards you and you were ready to catch it until a backpack slammed on the desk next to you. You flinched before sitting up only to see it was Lisa.

“Really?” You groaned, your heart rate fast from being startled, or maybe it was because of the sight of Lisa.

“Sorry,” she looked sheepish before she remembered what she had to tell you. “Oh!”

“Jennie agreed to meet up after school with me! But before I get to that— oh my god she’s so,” you mentally prepared yourself to listen to her gush about Jennie.

“And then, back to her agreeing to meet up after school with me. We’re gonna go to that new cafe that opened up, get ice cream, and then go to the park— Shit…is that considered a date?” She froze, looking like a ghost just passed through her, and you held back a laugh.

“I mean, it could be considered that. That is what you do on dates, after all.”

“You have to come. I don’t know, watch us and have an earpiece in so you can make sure I don’t make a fool out of myself—” you shook your head rapidly.

“Yeah, no way. That’s weird, I’m not gonna watch you.” It’s bad for your heart.

Lisa eventually gave up trying to persuade you. Then school was over. You waved bye to them as they walked to Lisa’s car, then you drove home.

The next week...well, more Lisa and Jennie.

“Hah! You can’t say that anymore because this time, it’s an official date, not a hang out between friends. She’s letting me court her.”

Your heart twinges. Painfully so. Your smile falters, but you fix it a second later. You don’t think it was noticeable. You force yourself to feel elated.

“Look at you making moves! Is this really the shy, nervous wreck I know?” You mess up Lisa’s bangs, and she wacks your hands away laughing.

“Yeah, yeah, we’ll see when I ask her to be my girlfriend.” It hurts, it hurts, it hurts. It’s like something is clawing at your heart from the inside.

You swallow thickly, and force a laugh out. Dry as it is, it gets out.

“Okay, um…text or call me if you need help picking out an outfit, or if you're freaking out.” You say, just putting it out there, because knowing Lisa, she’ll freak out.

“I definitely will.”

She did call you like she said. Now, you sat on video call, you on your bed while you ate some chips and watched Lisa walk in and out her closet from her phone propped up on her dresser.

“This is hilarious.”

“No it isn’t, I’m having a crisis here and you're eating potato chips.” She deadpanned. You rolled your eyes playfully, brushing off chip crumbs on the corners of your mouth before bringing your phone closer to you.

“So is this fancy or casual?” You asked and she came up to the camera. Her face was one of horror, “I didn’t ask that. Oh my god—”

“Lisa, just text her and ask?”

“Oh… Okay, I’ll do that.” She fumbled around for a bit, “She said dress casually. And she finds it funny I asked her because I was the one who asked her on a date.” You laughed, that’s ironic.

“Okay stop running around like a headless chicken,” you squinted at the screen, “grab that white cropped t-shirt and those tan…um, trousers? Yeah, and change into those.” You saw Lisa’s previous articles of clothing fly across the camera and your mouth became dry.

“Done.”

“Okay, tuck in the back of the shirt in your bra strap. Put your hair down. Alright, and then put that one necklace you always wear on, layer more necklaces, then add some rings— and there you go!“ Lisa stood in front of her mirror now, “Damn, I look hot.” She does.

“Thanks, (Y/n)!” She looks at her phone clock, “oh shoot, I should be on my way to pick Jennie up, bye bye.” She waves cutely at the camera, “Bye Lis, have fun.”

After you hang up, you're reminded of reality. The reality where the girl you're in love with likes somebody else.

Your heart crumbles a little more. Although this time, you struggle to pick up the pieces.

You were stuck asking yourself: Why weren’t you good enough?

Maybe— maybe if you were different, if you were like Jennie, she would love you. She would— No.

You're just fooling yourself. The heart wants what the heart wants. But why did your heart choose Lisa? Choose another’s that wasn’t in love with yours.

You drag your hands down your face.

I hate you, heart.

And then you cried. And when you couldn’t cry anymore, you fell asleep.

You woke up with a text from Lisa about last night, they kissed.

You dreaded coming to school the next morning.

Just like always, Lisa bounded up to your locker. You smiled, albeit tiredly. It didn’t matter how much you slept last night, you were exhausted. She paused upon noticing your drowsy features.

“You look like…”

“Crap? Yeah I know. I didn't get much sleep last night.”

She runs a hand up and down your arm soothingly and you really wish she didn’t. You yawn, before shutting your locker and leaning against it, “what’s up?”

“Jennie,” she begins and you grit your teeth knowing what’s coming, or at least you hope you know; all the while keeping a smile on your face. Maybe they kissed again? Maybe they watched the stars? Or maybe they—

What could be worse for you to hear besides those?

“I asked her to be my girlfriend and she said yes!” Lisa, unable to contain her excitement, shakes your shoulders. But you're still stomaching her words.

Oh.

Your heart shatters. This one hit the nail on your head.

“I’m so happy for you Lisa!” Your throat constricts and it feels dry, but you get the words out.

Lisa’s smile fades, and you wonder: why? Why is her beautiful smile fading? Why is she frowning, what happened to the glow in her eyes? Why—

“If you're happy for me…then why are you crying?”

What?

You blink, slowly realizing Lisa’s right and that indeed, tears were streaming down your cheeks. You tried wiping your face to stop the tears from falling but they kept going.

“(Y/n),” Lisa goes to wipe away your tears, her eyebrows furrow in concern, “Are you okay? Did I upset you? Please tell me what’s wrong..”

“It’s nothing,” you say and brush off her concern, pulling her hands away from your face, “I’ll just head to the bathroom, alright?”

“I’ll come with you,” she tries and you shake your head, “look, there’s Jennie, talk to her for a bit?” You felt a mix of relief and sadness seeing the feline-eyed girl come down the hallway, you waved her over and as she walked closer toward the two of you she frowned, at your tear stained cheeks.

You smiled, and you're sure your smile gave everything away. You hoped it did, because then you wouldn’t have to explain everything. Then you headed down the halls, ignoring the looks from other students. Ignoring Lisa’s calls.

You didn’t go to the bathroom like you said. You wanted to be as far away from the school as possible, and you hate to admit it, but as far away from Lisa and Jennie too.

You went to a park in an old neighborhood where barely anyone lived anymore, and sat underneath one of the slides. Then you began to sob, hard. Because until now, you never really gave yourself time to let everything out.

Your breathing was irregular and you struggled to breath. You clawed at your chest because it hurt.

You felt like you were drowning. Every time you got closer to the surface, closer to coming to terms that you're not the one she loves and that you have to forgive and forget, you were pulled back down. You were just…

In too deep.

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[shokoism]

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𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳 ©️ 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘸𝘰

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘴𝘦 𝘱.𝘰.𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴.

You figure that you must be addicted to the attention. (It could be worse, you think. Vanity never killed anyone.) And you really are okay with that, most of the time anyways. You like getting dressed up and preening in front of an audience. You love the way it feels to be stared at, whether out of awe or envy or adoration or whatever else the fuck they feel when they catch a glimpse of you. 

But sometimes, as in times like right now, you hate it. 

You hate yourself for staying with Atsumu even though he's horrible, and the only possible (sane) reason you could've endured this for so long was an addiction to the microdoses of fame that dating a famous athlete brought you. (Half-dating.) (Like you could call him your boyfriend in front of friends or in Instagram captions, but not while he fucked you or things got awkward.)

He's probably off chugging beer or competing in some macho man drinking game while you're expected to sit at his booth and look pretty and wait around to finally be graced with his presence for a mere five minutes of the night. It'd been fine the first five hundred fucking times it'd happened at the MSBY post-game parties, but eventually the novelty of your presence had worn off and you'd blended into the background with the furniture. You're as much a fixture at these events as one of the barstools.

You're not a fucking barstool. 

(What are you doing here?)

You've thought of breaking things off with him before, but mostly during fights that left you dizzy with anger. You're impulsive, sure, but even you know better than to break off this (admittedly mutually beneficial) arrangement over a simple argument. You'd needed to make sure you'd lose more by staying than by leaving first.

You swirl your half-empty drink, half-heartedly noting the chipped polish on your middle finger. (You needed a touch up.) You were losing.

It'd be funny to dump him right here and right now in front of his entire team and their livestream audience tuned in to see whatever brilliantly stupid antics the victors were getting up to. He'd hate it. (And by extension, hate you.) (Therein lies the problem, of course.)

You'd never admit this out loud—you've barely admitted it to yourself, for fuck's sake—but you think you love Atsumu, in your own twisted way. You've never been a flowery person—you can count the times you've said 'I love you' out loud to him on your hands, and pet names are out of the question entirely—but the thought of seeing him with another trophy girlfriend makes you so mad that the glass in your hand nearly shatters. (You set it down. The last thing you need tonight is stitches.)

Love is cheap though, and no amount of it is worth being used as a decoration when you know you deserve so much better.

(For starters, a boyfriend that didn't treat you like an accessory.)

You won't dump him in front of his team, not tonight. (Tomorrow, you resolve. You type the reminder into your phone next to the alarm to take your vitamins.) (This will be way better for you than vitamins.)

"Don't you look real pretty tonight?"

(You lock your phone, slamming it face down against your half-bare thigh hard enough to sting.)

"I know."

"It's never a 'thank you' with you, huh?" Osamu makes himself comfortable in the seat across from yours. You wish he wouldn't, but you've lived through this exact scene enough times to know asking isn't worth your breath. (The Miyas do what they want.)

You smile sweetly. "You're welcome."

"You and Atsumu deserve each other," he shoots back, sans the smile. (For what it's worth, you drop your own.) 

"Why don't you go bother him then?" 

He grins now, looking so much like his brother that you're tempted to hurl the rest of your drink at him. "You just look so sad all alone. Figured you needed the company to cheer you up. Pretty girls should smile on Friday nights."

"You're a real asshole."

"Don't shoot the messenger." He chuckles, grabbing your drink and polishing it off with a giant gulp. "He really likes you, you know."

You wave in front of your face disgustedly, piecing together his patronizing words of comfort through his belching. (You're not sure what's grosser, the fruity fumes or that he felt the need to convince you that you were a catch. As if you didn't know.) (You were losing.) "Even twin telepathy has its limits, Miya. Butt out."

"I'm right."

"You always think you're right."

"Because I am." 

"Don't you know that your piece of shit brother only keeps me around for appearances, like some sort of Barbie to show off to his alpha male fans and teammates, or do I have to spell it out for you?" (You have to make a conscious effort to unlock your jaw.) (You're so fucking tense.) "Or do you already know, and just think this shit is funny?"

Osamu's upper lip curls into a sneer. "Don't talk about my piece of shit brother like that again." You quirk an eyebrow upwards. He leans in close enough to drown you in the stench of the alcohol he's downed. (Not that you're any better off yourself.) "He's still my problem."

(A shiver traces down your back.)

"Teach him some basic manners and I'll consider it."

"Quit it."

You roll your eyes, carefully crossing one leg over the other. (He always watches so closely. Not in a creepy way, but you notice because Atsumu never sees anything. They're like night and day.) "Or?"

"Or what?"

"That's what I'm asking." You groan. Osamu holds his liquor well—he's always way drunker than he looks—but he's a nightmare once he reaches his limit. You move to call Atsumu (because it'd be a cold day in Hell before you babysit a man-child for free, let alone one you don't even like), but Osamu swats the phone out of your reach.

"What're you gonna do about it?" 

"I told you to mind your business."

"Are you just gonna keep mopin' about Atsumu being a shitty boyfriend forever? 'Cause that's real fucking boring." You grimace, and he shrugs his shoulders. "I'm just bein' honest."

"You're literally the last person I'd ask for fair, unbiased advice about anything, and also Atsumu's twin brother if I remember correctly." You grab your phone again and stand to leave. "Tell him I went home early." 

"How're you getting there?"

"A cab charged to his card."

He laughs, loudly enough to draw attention from some of the other guests (who you glare at until they pretend to stop eavesdropping). "Is that your plan? You're just gonna cling to him until his money dries up? Lame. Real fuckin' boring." 

Your face burns up, and you hiss when you speak. "I'm going to let this slide once, because you're blacked out and I'll never see your stupid fucking face again after I dump your brother, but you do not get to talk to me like that." You don't care that the cab is 10 minutes away—you're getting out of here now. You'll figure out the dumping part tomorrow.

(You can't figure out which Miya you're more annoyed with.)

Osamu curses under his breath. You'd been pissed with Atsumu for a long time, sure, but damn were you pent up tonight. (He can't say that he's surprised. 'Tsumu's not exactly a romantic.)

Atsumu claps his brother on the back, hard enough to knock him off his seat. "Where the fuck've you been?" He's grinning that wide, shit-eating grin of his that comes out when he's feeling real good.

"What's it to ya?"

(He can be screwed tomorrow. Osamu'll let him have tonight.)

[miraiq]

❛  i'm gonna do whatever it takes to make you smile again. ❜ (Kagura to Kyo)

Sacrifice Sentence Starters | Accepting

Kyo is extremely familiar with Kagura's affection-- almost uncomfortably so. Though he'd never a d m i t it aloud, he doesn't necessarily h a t e it. It can be a bit much at times, or a touch excessive, sure.. but the p o s i t i v e response to him is welcome. The cat is so used to be looked d o w n upon, judged, pitied, hated... whether her l o v e for him is fake, just a passing feeling, or if she's doing it to just play with his heart or have some a t t e n t i o n .. He doesn't care. He'll take it over e v e r y t h i n g e l s e that gets tossed at him by the Sohma family.

So at the registration of arms wrapping around his shoulders and a w a r m body pressed against his back, the cat does not even f l i n c h . The ginger has to stop himself from leaning into it, c r a v i n g that closeness and soothing feeling that can come from such e n d e a r i n g gestures- as those are something that has been all but ripped from him since b i r t h . He manages to refrain-- don't want to add more fuel to the boar's fire, now does he?

At the brunette's w o r d s , Kyo sighs, not even bothering to give the promise a second thought. He doesn't b e l i e v e it to be true.. and if it is, it's not one that will be f u l f i l l e d . . Not by Kagura- not by anyone. The cat knows his fate and has learned to a c c e p t it- no one will be able to save him from it no matter how h a r d anyone tries.

❛ Yeah, yeah. Sure. Now get off-

Just because we don't t r a n s f o r m when you hug me doesn't mean you're not heavy. ❜

A l i e , the lass is barely the weight of a basket of laundry to him-- thanks to all of Master's training of course. But he can't h e l p but tease her a bit in retaliation for giving him f a l s e hope.

[kxshikoi]

--- @slughime​  𝓁𝒾𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝓍 𝒻𝑜𝓇 𝒶 𝓈𝓂𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓈𝓉𝒶𝓇𝓉𝑒𝓇.

“  Let me guess, he told you to come to me because he forgot there was a meeting today?  “  Tobirama spoke with a small sigh leaving his fair lips. It wasn’t that the pale male minded taking care of his niece, it was just that, a warning would have been nice as he had already had other plans for today, which now needed cancelling. 

[vortexparadox]

@smokedanced || semiplotted starter.

Martha pauses outside the Citadel Tower, looking out over the Presidium, still a bit in shock that that actually worked. Her impromptu speech to the Council to get them to induct her into the Spectres in order to chase after Saren wasn't what she had expected how things would go, but fortunately travelling with the Doctor had given her plenty of inspiration for such things.

Turning to look at her companions, she's also still a bit shocked at the new crew she's managed to pick up within just the last few hours, and none of them human to boot. She just hopes the Normandy crew doesn't give any of them any trouble, because she sure as hell isn't going to turn away invaluable help from someone more qualified than anyone currently on the ship for dealing with some of the situations that are bound to come up in this mission simply because that person doesn't happen to be human.

Though they certainly seem to be drawing a number of questioning looks with their group consisting of a human, turian, quarian, and krogan. Huffing slightly in amusement, she smiles at the others. "Thanks for being there with me through that. I need to stop by C-Sec Requisitions, and then stop somewhere to order dextro supplies to be delivered to the Normandy. If you have any last minute business to take care of, now's the time, or you're welcome to head on to the ship. I'll message Joker so he knows to let you onboard."

"I'll head on," Wrex notes with a nod, which Martha returns before glancing at Tali.

"I'll be sure to pick up a sterilization unit and plenty of antibiotics and antihistamines for you, Tali, if you want to go ahead and go check out Engineering," she offers with a knowing smile. "I'm sure our chief engineer will be more than happy to give you a tour."

"Thank you, Shepard," Tali says, nearly bouncing in her excitement before she takes off to catch up with Wrex as they head back to the docking area, Martha watching them almost fondly as she sees Wrex slow down just a little to let the quarian catch up with him.

Turning her focus on Garrus, her smile turns a touch wry as she looks up at him. "You're welcome to come along if you want," she offers. "I'm pretty sure I saw a cafe earlier that serves both dextro and levo that we could stop at for lunch. I don't know about you, but I haven't had a chance to eat since Eden Prime, and I'm starving."

[sastiel-is-my-serotonin]

Flash: Peter you're bi-

Peter: How'd you know?

Flash:-lingual

Peter:

Flash:

Peter:

Flash: I was just trying to ask if you were bilingual, I needed help with the Spanish homework. You really couldn't keep your gay in for one second Parker.

Peter: Why aren't you more surprised?Flash: I already knew

Peter: How?

Flash: You cuff your jeans for starters, and that look you get on your face when someone talks about Thor is a dead giveaway. Not to mention you can't sit in a chair properly.

Peter: Um, I so can.

Flash: Peter you're sitting on the floor.

Peter: There's more room!

Flash:

Peter: I see it now, it's pretty obvious.

Flash: Yes it is. Now homework?

Peter: I'll help you. Do I have to sit up there though?

Flash: No, you'd end up on the ground again anyways.

Peter: Very true.

Flash:

Peter:

Flash: Get the bi jokes out, I know you're dying to say them.

Peter: Thank you! The Wi-Fi here sucks, don't worry I just use my Bi-Fi instead, it had a much stronger signal. When I'm standing I'm on stand-bi. When I'm all alone I'm all bi myself. I couldn't pick between Adam and Eve so I just did both! This year has been rough, I'm doing my best to just get bi. I don't understand why people say I'm going to hell, last time I checked their book was called a BI-ble not a Straight-ble! I can relate to Spider-Man, like him I swing both ways! Bi the way, I am bad at picking between two options, so I pick option C, both, people like to say it doesn't exist but they say the same thing about me and that hasn't stopped me!

Flash: How many more jokes can you possibly have?

Peter: Two more.

Flash: Okay, let me hear them.

Peter: I can never be straightforward with you, I can only meet you half way. Bi-weekly and bi-annual have nothing on this bi.

Flash: Okay you got your jokes out, now please help me.

Peter: Okay, okay. I'll help.

Flash: Thank you.

Peter: You're welcome, I guess you can say I'm the best bi.

Flash: You know what, I'm just going to ask Michelle.

Peter: Okay, BI!

Flash: I regret letting you tell your jokes.

Peter: Well bi hater! I know you're not a bi hater but I had the joke ready.

Flash: I'm so done with you. Good bye!Peter: I'm taking that as a pun- and he's gone. I guess I'm all bi myself.

Flash in the distance: Please stop Parker!

Peter: Never! I'll stand bi my jokes forever!

Flash: You'll be alone forever if you don't stop!

Peter: Bi hater!

Flash: You already used the one!

Peter: I know, but it was really great! I thought we already said Bi though!

Flash: That was another pun wasn't it?

Peter: Of course it was, it wouldn't be me if it wasn't! Bi the way I'm out of jokes!

Flash: Finally! Goodb- good day sir!Peter: Danish he didn't say the pun. Next time, next time.