#I am so excited to get more of them together

[totaly-obsessed]

Goals and Glitter

Alexia Putellas x reader

-> Alexia comes in to teach a class for Alba and her co-worker

-> Happy early birthday to @wosoamazing!

-> Word Count: 3.100

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“Alba have you seen my - Oh.”

Stunned Alexia stood still in her sister's living room. She had just given herself entry to Alba’s house, trying to find one of her favorite dresses that she couldn’t find since the last time that her sister had visited her.

But she hadn’t exactly expected her sister to have someone over. This wasn’t the first time that the footballer had barged in on Alba’s situation-ships, but this looked quite different than she was used to.

Papers were scattered all around the room, and she had nearly stepped into an open glue stick that was just left on the ground. Alba was sitting on the floor, as close to the coffee table as humanly possible, covered in glitter and paper scraps. 

But she wasn’t alone. Next to her, just as messy as her sister were you. Eyes wide in surprise at the blonde who had just loudly made an entrance to the room that had previously been filled with excited chatter, just the music was playing in the background.

“Hello.”

Alba couldn’t help but laugh at her sister, who had always been awkward when she was confronted with unusual or unsuspected situations.

“Hi.”-

Dear God, You weren’t any better either.

The soft music kept playing in the background until Alba couldn’t take it any longer. “Alexia, this is y/n, the teacher I am sharing my class with this year, you know the one I already told you about? y/n, this is Alexia, my older sister, she’s a weirdo who doesn’t respect my privacy. Or closed doors.”

The room plunged into awkward silence while Alexia and you stared at each other, Alba taking a figurative step back, watching the two of you, like it was a tennis match, even though nothing was happening.

“Do - Do you want to join us? We’re trying to make the next PE lessons for the kids.” The blonde still just stood there, frozen in the door as you looked at her, a hopeful glint in your eyes.

“It’s football.”

Well if you would have said that first, the footballer would have already said yes yesterday, but it had been Alba, who knew how to get her sister back to earth. “We’re trying to explain the rules to the kids.” As if to underline your co-workers, and friends, statements, you held up a hot-pink flashcard, with ‘Goal kick’ in fancy letters at the top and a definition beneath that.

“A type of restart where the ball is kicked from inside the goal area; awarded to the defending team when a ball that crossed the goal line was last touched by a player on the attacking team.”

The midfielder's eyebrows went up with hesitation. “You’re gonna use that, to explain to seven-year-olds?”

Alba’s head snapped up, ready to pounce on the opportunity. “Well we’re not the pros, you are! So what do you think? Could re-work the cards and come into class to teach the kids first hand!”

The footballer seemed to consider, eyebrows still furrowed as she looked at one of the other flashcards. “Well you could use some help, that’s for sure.”

“Great! You have time tomorrow, and so does y/n. Same time, at your place!” Alba didn’t give her sister time to protest, instead stacking all her already-made cards together before shoving them into Alexia's hands.

“I’ll send you her number, we need to go now!” And with that the young teacher pulled you up by your hand, dragging you out of the door, leaving Alexia behind, who was still frozen in place, now all alone in a house that wasn’t hers.

Why was she here again?

—

The following day Alexia was pacing in her living room, a simple rule book on her coffee table, anxiously waiting for you to arrive. Alba had indeed given her your number, leaving it up to the blonde to contact you. And she did, with a timid “Hey, it’s Alexia! Here’s my address, does the time still work for you?”

Your much more cheerful response had been very much welcomed by the footballer, who for some reason, unbeknownst to her, couldn’t stop smiling at a silly picture of you and Alba that you had set as your profile picture.

While she had been waiting for you to come, the actual sound of the doorbell startled her to no end, before hurrying towards it, hearing Narla bark quietly, somewhere else in her house.

“Hi Ale!”

A shy smile was on the midfielders as she opened the door further, gesturing for you to come in. While she was closing the door, you had already taken off your shoes, placing them neatly on the ground.

“Oh you could have just kept them on, no need to have cold -” Just at that moment you pulled out a pair of fluffy slippers out of your massive handbag and put them on, “-feet.”

“My Mama would kill me if she knew I was wearing shoes in such a lovely house Ale.” 

The blonde could hear her own mother scolding her for entering her childhood home with dirty sneakers over and over again. But Alexia had always been in a hurry, even as a child. Scarfing down dinner so that she could go out and play football with her friends, not even changing her clothes. “You brought slippers.”

“Mhmm, I did! I always have them on me, never know when your feet start hurting.”

And in that moment Alexia knew that Eli would love you.

The Spaniard leads you through a gorgeous hallway into an even prettier living room. It was light and warm. It felt familiar and in many places, you could see a little bit of your best friend Alba shine through. She definitely chose that pink fluffy blanket for when she came over, and the amount of pictures on the walls truly showed how much Alexia loved her family and friends, sometimes she wasn’t even in them.

“Don’t be mad, but I got rid of your flashcards.” She looked at you in anticipation, after all, she had gotten rid of your and Alba’s work, and she knew how her sister would react if she had been here. “Oh, no worries! You know the game best at the end of the day!”

Well, that had gone over much better than expected.

“Would you like a coffee?”

“That would be lovely Ale, thank you so much!”

In the kitchen, she could take a couple of deep breaths. Why was she so nervous? The only thing she’s supposed to do is help you with your class, help them learn about football - her life. But now with you sitting there on her couch, the prettiest smile and pink fluffy slippers she could feel herself melting like vapor in the sun.

“Oh hello!”

Your voice was an entire octave higher than before, as you greeted someone. Shit, she forgot about Nala. A tray of coffee, milk, and sugar was thrown together as quickly as the blonde could before she hurried back to the living room, fearing how her small, but feisty dog was attacking you.

“You’re such a good girl!”

Much to Alexia’s surprise Nala was on the couch, laying in your lap, letting you pet her stomach. The dog was writhing back and forth with happy little yips, looking at you offended once you stopped, nudging your hand with her nose so that you would continue.

“Oh, sorry! Is she not allowed on the couch?”

Alexia was still standing there, tray in hand and had not moved an inch. Seems to be a common theme once you are around. What was up with her? You’re just meeting so she can tell you about football. No other reason. 

“No! Uhmm, Nala’s fine, don’t worry. She just doesn’t like new people. Well, usually.”

With a shrug, you gestured for her to sit down, as she was still standing there. The sun hit her back perfectly, bathing her in a glowy afternoon sun. She was the most stunning person you had ever seen, an incredible physique with an even better smile, and an awkward personality upon first meeting, that you just had to love.

There wasn’t much planning done, the blonde reassuring you that she would take care of it after deciding on a date, where (coincidentally of course) Alba wasn’t there. Most of the time together was spent drinking coffee and chatting about the most random things like Alexia’s dog lead collection and your incredibly large caffeine consumption. The blonde didn’t want to agree, that it was very on-brand for a teacher to drink a lot of coffee and energy drinks, insisting that it was very unhealthy and her coaches and trainers would have her head. Alexia loved watching you laugh, saying the weirdest things that she knew would make you laugh, talking a lot about Alba and Nala, hoping that you would never stop.

“I think I should get going now, it’s already getting dark. Thank you so much for having me Ale, and I will see you on Friday! Let me know if something comes up?” Alexia was adamant that there was nothing in this world that could make her forget, or come in between their agreed on date.

—

You had warmed your students up to Alexia coming, reminding them again and again to be calm not yell too much, and to listen to your guest. So when Friday arrived the kids knew what was coming. You had cleared the rest of the day, pushing the lessons back and cutting out what wasn’t needed just so your new ‘friend’ would be in no time rush. 

When there was a timid knock at the door the kids straightened up in their seats, excited to meet the woman that you had been talking so much about and to finally see her in person. After introducing the idea of Alexia coming into your students, a few girls squealed in excitement - telling you all about how big fans they were, and that they watched her play on TV.

“¡Hola clase!”

The footballer was met with a silent classroom as came in, but she could see the jitters and bouncing legs of the students as they looked at her with wide-open eyes.

"What did we practice yesterday, class?” the students jumped up from their seats, standing in the walkways “¡Buenos días Alexia!”. Well, that wasn’t what you had practiced. The older teachers make the students stand behind their chairs and greet them in a choir, it seems like their brains defaulted back to what they know instead of just staying seated like they usually do in your and Alba’s classes.

“Good job you guys! Right, so let’s all grab our gym bags and then we’ll make our way to the gym. Remember to find your buddy in two rows please!”

Alexia was stunned, watching you talk to twenty kids like it was nothing, floating back and forth, making sure all kids were accounted for and had their change of clothes.

“¡Hola Ale! Thank you so much for coming, the Kids are so excited!” And so were you. Not that you would ever say it but you had called Alba in a hurry, asking her what to wear and what to bring for food, insisting on bringing something for her sister 

The younger Putellas was greatly amused, telling their mother all about the mutual forming crushes between you and her sister. You had met Eli at a summer festivity last year, where you and Alba had decided to take on a class together, and it was safe to say that the women loved you. Just like her daughters, she had been enamored with your smile and friendly personality. Hearing that Alexia had taken a liking to you, filled her with joy. A perfect fit.

“Thank you for having me, I am also really excited to meet them!” Those kids meant the world to you, and she could see it. Your hand was clutching her forearm before shoving a lunchbox into her bag. “Would you mind walking in the back? So that no one gets lost? I still get a bit anxious about making the trip.”

The footballer was much more on the calmer side, watching as you counted the kids again and again. “Don’t worry, no one will get lost on our watch, we’ve got this. Hmm?” With a gentle squeeze of your hand, she let go, making her way to the back of the line, immediately helping one of the shorter girls to put on her jacket.

Ben, a very anxious little guy, was already at the front of the line waiting to hold your hand like he usually did when the class left the room. “Let’s go then!”

You led the kids to the changing rooms before taking Alexia to one of the teacher's rooms. “Uhm, you can change here if you want to. I’ll look for another one!” Before you can close the door a warm hand closes around your wrist. “We can both change here if that’s alright with you. It's a big room.”

Alexia could see your nervousness as you turned around. “I won’t look, promise.” With a deep sigh, you decided to give in. Finding another unoccupied room would take too long and it was a part of the job, right? She probably changed in front of 10 people daily. But you were not a footballer that worked out three times a day.

There was a smug smile on Alexia’s face after she caught you staring at her abs in the mirror. “Hard work and dedication.” You could feel the heat shoot into your face as you looked away ashamed. She looked good and she knew it. The blonde was quite happy that you didn’t catch her staring at you. After all, she had a persona to fulfill. “Come on, let’s go!”

Even though she didn’t know where she was going, Alexia led you out of the room in the direction of shouting children. “Is it a possibility to go outside with the kids?” Sure she could do the exercises indoors, but most football was played outdoors and the weather was ideal for it. “Yeah, we have a small pitch just behind the gym.”

The kids were happy to hear you would go out, running in front of Alexia and you, who hand back to chat, in no need to hurry. But Ben was now glued to Alexia's hand, which felt very different in comparison to yours.

“Are you married to our teacher Miss Alexia?”

His endearing little voice sliced through the comfortable silence that took over after talking about your guy's plan. Ale couldn’t help but laugh at his innocent question and the way you seemed to find the floor incredibly interesting. “No, I’m not!”

The little boy let go of his new hero's hand and started running to his classmates, “That’s really sad!”, and then he was off.

“Well, he is certainly a character.” The blonde's arm brushed against yours, sending tingles all through your body. “Usually he’s quite shy. Sorry, I didn’t think he’d say that.” The smile was back on Alexia's face, “Oh don’t you worry.” Your head whipped up, questioning her statement as she continued to look ahead with a perfect poker face.

On the field, which admittedly could have been mowed before going there, the kids sat down, not caring that their clothes got dirty as Alexia stood in front of them, a book in her hands

“Hello everyone! I’m Alexia, and your teacher Miss Putellas, is my little sister! I am here today to teach you guys a little about football, my favorite sport of all time. Does anyone else like football here?” Seeing little girls jump up, with arms in the air shouting “Me! Me!” warmed the blonde's heart. 

How far the women’s game has come.

The next hour was filled with kids laughing as Alexia pushed them back and forth while explaining set pieces and general rules of the game, while you sat to the side, giving her a ball if she needed one.

An unexpected arm makes its way around your shoulders before a warm breath hits your ear “How’s it going?”

It was Alba, who had now sat down next to you, a cheeky smile on her face, that didn’t look that far off from her sister’s smug one. “What are you doing here?”

“Well I couldn’t just leave you two love birds alone here, could I?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Sure. And you weren’t staring at her ass.”

“You’re delusional.”

Hearing her sister's loud laugh made Alexia turn her head at an impressive speed, catching her pinching your cheek in teasing. Quickly she told the kids what to practice before jogging over to you and Alba. “What are you doing here?”

“Hello to you too, dear sister! This is my class as well if you haven’t forgotten?”

Of course, she hadn’t. Really. How could she ever forget about her sister?

“I thought you didn’t have the class today?”

Alba couldn’t help but laugh at her sister's annoyed face. Her plan had worked, she had officially crashed whatever this was. “I didn't. But I can’t miss out on seeing you in my workspace, can I?” Her sister grunted, annoyed that she couldn’t have the day to herself. And the kids of course.

The rest of the day was spent with Alexia teaching the kids, managing incredibly well for someone who doesn’t usually work with 22 kids under the age of 10. Meanwhile, Alba made good use of her time by teasing you left, right, and center, not missing a chance to make fun of your obvious attraction to her sister, while you tried to help the footballer with moving cones or explaining something again.

The kids were much quieter on the way back, Ale had tired them out quite well, but Ben still wouldn’t leave Alexia’s side.

“Miss Alexia?”

“Yes, Ben?”

“Evie said that people date before they get married. So are you and Miss y/n dating?”

And there it was again, that nagging heat in your cheeks as Alexia looked up from your student, into your eyes. “I don’t know Ben, let me ask your teacher.”

Alba was trying not to scream while walking a couple of paces in front of you, pushing kids back into line when they wandered off, many of them trying to get back to her sister as they were now very interested in the blond woman.

“Would you like to go out on a date with me?”

“I would love to go on a date with you Alexia.”

A squeal left young Ben’s mouth before he let go of your new date’s hand, sprinting back to his friends and grabbing Alba’s hand. 

“I did it, Miss Putellas! They’re gonna get married!”

[cozage]

Hi, Coza! I hope you are doing well! I miss your writings and am so excited to see your requests are open! :)

I saw a post by sunshinescribes that talked about how Law doesn’t believe in unconditional love and how he thinks relationships should be transactional. Hopefully I can properly link it here because they do a really good job at explaining it: https://www.tumblr.com/sunshinescribes/728643191573757952/i-think-the-most-tragic-part-of-laws-character-is

I was wondering if it was possible to have a scenario based off of this post of reader just appreciating and loving Law because they want to. Like maybe they’re just waking up and reader is using the rare moment of peace and quiet in bed to spill all of their love and sappy thoughts to him. He deserves all of the comfort, love, and care 😭

A/N: Thanks for this devastatingly lovely prompt! Here's the post for everyone if you want to go give it a read (and a like!) Characters: gn reader x Law Cw: none :)  Total word count: 850

There Are No Conditions

The way the light refracted through the cabin window in the morning and bounced off of Law’s ravenous hair was one of your favorite things in this world. It was one of the few times he didn’t have a scowl on his face. He rarely smiled in his sleep, but his face almost always looked so peaceful. His eyelids fluttered for a moment, and then his face turned soft again. He must have been having a good dream. 

You noticed he was starting to get a few gray hairs. He must have been under some kind of stress recently. Though he always seemed to be since you all had entered the New World. You knew he had a lot on his mind, and you wished there was something you could do to make his life easier. You wanted to bear that burden with him. 

“Do you need something?” Law’s voice came out hoarse, but his sudden alertness had startled you slightly. 

“Nothing at all,” you said sweetly. “Just admiring you in this light.”

He groaned and pulled you in closer to him. “We’re getting curtains at the next island.”

You gave an exasperated gasp, but snuggled in tightly to him knowing his threat was empty. “And you would deny me of such a simple pleasure for what? Extra sleep?”

His eyes cracked open at your words and he peered down at you. “You cannot enjoy watching me sleep.”

You gave a sheepish smile. “It’s one of my favorite things in this world, Trafalgar Law. In fact, you’re one of my favorite things in this whole world, so everything that you do is automatically good in my eyes.”

He rolled his eyes, clearly not believing you. “Flattery is a little thick today. You might want to tone it down, or I’ll catch on to the fact that you want something.”

You stuck your tongue out at his words. “All I wanted was to look at you while you sleep!”

“Freak.” He paired his words with a kiss to your forehead to show he didn’t actually mean them. 

The two of you were silent for a while. You thought he had fallen back asleep, so you occupied your time tracing over his tattoos. But after a few minutes, he spoke again.

“Okay, seriously-” He pulled back slightly to look at you. He tended to do that when he wanted to make sure you were being truthful. “What did you want to do today?”

You were never good at hiding your emotions. You knew they had all washed over your face in a matter of seconds, and Law could read them all with intense precision. Confusion. Knowing. Irritation. And then, understanding. 

“I don’t want anything from you, Law,” you explained. “I was just…enjoying the view? I don’t know how to say it correctly. I find myself staring sometimes because I find you interesting.”

Law’s brows scrunched together in confusion. “If you wanted a good view, the deck and the sea are far more interesting. Especially at this time of day.”

You gave a humorless laugh. “I love you more than I love the sea, idiot.”

He froze at those words, and you could see him struggling to make sense of them. “So you were staring at me…?”

“Because I love you,” you finished for him. 

That didn’t seem to help. “And you love me because…?”

“I don’t know!” You gave out a sharp laugh at the thought. “There are no reasons and so many reasons! But there are no conditions for my love, Law! I just love you because I love you. I can’t say exactly why I love you. I just do!”

You had really done it now. You were fairly certain you had never seen Law more confused or more flustered than he was in this moment. He gave a hard swallow and nodded his head, but you could tell further clarification was still needed.

“You don’t understand,” you said, watching his eyes turn to the ceiling. If they went there, that usually meant he was lost in thought. 

He shrugged. “I do, in a way. I feel that way about you, but I…well, I never expected someone to feel that way about me.”

The weight of his words made your heart sink. He deserved more than anyone to know how much he was treasured. You would die for him for no other reason than love. And while he could grasp the concept, he couldn’t understand why someone would feel that way towards him. 

“How about I tell you all the things I love about you?” you offered softly, trying to pull him away from his thoughts. It was too early to be thinking of such deep topics.

His eyes shifted over to you, and you could see he was half alarmed by your offer. But you could see the smallest spark of intrigue. 

So you began listing everything you could think off, absentmindedly still tracing over his tattoos. 

The sun was more than halfway across the sky before you finished. And there was a soft smile on his face during your all’s afternoon nap. 

[sirfrogsworth]

I will never not be enamored by gadgets.

I got a sprinkler timer so I wouldn't have to go out twice a day to water my new patch of sod. And I still go out and watch it turn on because my brain gets excited when it works as advertised.

That said, I don't think I was meant to take care of plant life.

I am struggling.

This all started with the idea that I could turn my backyard into a dog park. There is an app that lets you invite people to use your yard and pay a fee. But I needed to get rid of a bunch of overgrown plants and I had to close off the bottom of our deck because dogs could hide under there.

So I hired a landscape guy to remove the plants and put up a barrier around the deck. And that went as planned.

But I also asked him to remove this weird plant in the middle of our yard because I wanted the doggos to have more space to run around.

But this didn't quite work out as I hoped.

One rainstorm later...

So, we got a Shaq's worth of sod and covered the mud pit.

But I have to take care of this sod.

And I am not good at taking care of things on my own.

And I don't really know how to take care of sod.

The first issue was finding a garden hose that would reach out there. All of our hoses are very old. And I tried connecting a few of them together and that seemed to work okay. But I didn't have a sprinkler. So I bought a highly rated one on Amazon.

And it was the most powerful sprinkler in existence. Way too powerful. And setting it up required getting absolutely soaked.

So I got a much smaller sprinkler that only covered the area with the sod. But tonight the spot where the two hoses connected started leaking like crazy. That old hose finally failed and lost structural integrity. But the single hose was not long enough to reach that area. So the only way I could water it was by using this crazy fire hose attachment that I found in the garage. It can shoot water over a 100 feet away.

Like, seriously, Dad... why did you buy this crazy thing?

This could put out oil well fires in Kuwait.

After some sitcom-level antics of trying to attach the nozzle and getting soaked again, I finally got it working and was trying to eyeball watering that patch of sod from the other side of the yard. But it was getting dark and I couldn't really see what I was doing. And when I finished the requisite 20 minutes of watering I went to inspect the sod to make sure the water actually made it there.

And boy did it.

Friends, it was soaked.

Several puddles formed on top of the sod. Apparently that fire hose nozzle shoots out a ton of water and I drowned my little patch of sod.

I really hope I didn't kill it.

I guess I'll check on it in the morning.

This venture has turned into a money pit. It is going to take years of my yard being a dog park to break even. And I don't even know if dogs will come here. I can't even get a handyman to my house.

[starshideurfics]

Thirsty Thursday - Buzzed

steddie, omegaverse, modern AU, Eddie got out of Hawkins and got famous

Most days it’s easy to pretend. Steve and Robin share a house and a workplace and most of a life in Indianapolis. He can usually forget how he and Eddie almost had something.

But that was before Eddie moved to L.A. to try doing something with his music, found his way into playing a busker in an indie film that miraculously got oscar buzz, and suddenly he’s a household name, booking tons of projects.

And Steve is happy for him!

Really!

He is.

It’s just… He misses having Eddie around. How excitable and goofy he can be, but also having a thoughtful alpha to hang out with other than Robin.

Not to mention his campfire scent and the way his callused fingers feel against Steve’s skin.

They still talk occasionally, texting mostly, little check-ins every couple months, but Steve hasn’t seen Eddie in-person in at least five years.

That’s why it’s easy to pretend. Steve’s old friend, Eddie, and Eddie Munson, alpha movie star, are two different people.

Steve’s crush can exist between the pages of magazines and on internet gossip sites.

He can moon over the pics from Eddie’s photoshoots that he has saved on his phone in private. Can keep his fantasies contained in his nest as he imagines his fingers sliding into short curls.

At least until he gets a call from Dustin on an unassuming Friday night. Steve and Robin are already nearly through a bottle of wine, kicking their feet up after a long week of teaching, when Steve’s phone rings.

“Eddie’s next movie is shooting in Chicago,” Dustin starts.

“And he’s flying out early so he can stop in Indy for a week. I may have told him he should skip the hotel and stay in your guest room.”

“Dustin!”

“What? You’ve got one of the mattresses from the podcast ads in there! It’s comfy! And that way he doesn’t have to deal with paps!”

“Can you just say paparazzi like a normal person?” Steve sighs and pinches the bridge of his nose. “But it should be fine. When does he get in?”

“Next weekend.”

“Dustin!”

“I only just found out! El and I are driving down in a week, and Mike and Will are only able to skype in.”

He doesn’t mention Lucas and Max, since they also live in Indy; Dustin and El are likely staying with them.

Robin elbows Steve and hisses for him to put the call on speaker, getting caught up as Steve has a private crisis at the thought of finally seeing Eddie again.

To make matters worse, his totally not stalkerish web alert for Eddie’s name pings after he hangs up with Dustin. A new photo shoot.

Eddie’s curls are gone, buzzed down to his scalp; Steve mourns for a fraction of a second.

Then he needs to squeeze his thighs together.

The wanting that he’s been squashing down for the better part of a decade comes back in full force, strong enough that Robin asks if his cycle is early and he’s going into heat.

Blushing, but knowing he can’t keep a secret from her to save his life, he shows her his phone.

“All I can see is how noticeable his ears are now,” Robin says with a judging look and a shrug. “And I am never going to buy Eddie as a tough guy, but I guess I can understand what you omegas see in him.”

“Rooooob!” Steve whines, indignant.

“Steeeeeve!” she teases back.

“I just… Fuck, I need to get laid.”

“I’m sure Eddie would if you asked him nicely.”

“Rob!”

“He looks like he could hold you down, get you to stop stressing so much.”

“Robin… I can’t think about that.”

“Sure you can.”

“I can’t.”

“You can, and you know why: The bulk of the conversations Eddie and I still have are about you. He always asks me how you are, what you’re up to, at least once a month.”

Steve’s taken aback by that. “What?”

“Yeah. He usually asks if you’re seeing anyone. Tries to sneak it in. Like I’m not going to notice.”

She raises a single eyebrow, and Steve feels intensely confused. “Then how come he doesn’t ask me? Or talk to me more?” He tips back the last of his wine and pulls his legs up tight to his chest.

“Because you’re both idiots,” Robin says, voice warm and full of love as she hugs him.

A week later, a car with dark tinted windows pulls up in Robin and Steve’s driveway.

Eddie has a baseball hat and sunglasses on as he gets out, the disguise barely enough obscure his features, but even if it were better, Steve would still recognize him by his posture.

Robin is out running errands and picking up dinner, but mostly giving Steve an hour of privacy. A chance to say something before either of them can get stuck inside their heads and fuck it up.

“Hey, Stevie,” Eddie says with a smile as he pulls off his sunglasses in the entryway.

“Hey yourself,” Steve replies, pulling Eddie in for a hug, ready to make it quick, only for Eddie to hold on tight and press his nose to Steve’s neck. A purr rumbles from his chest.

Steve reaches up and pulls the hat from Eddie’s head, letting it fall to the ground.

He rubs his fingers over the stubble of the alpha’s hair, keeping him pressed close to the bonding gland at his neck, his scent crying out for Eddie to claim him.

Soft lips ghost against Steve’s neck. “I missed you,” Eddie whispers.

“Missed you, too.”

Steve kisses the side of Eddie’s head, the only part he can reach, lips pressed to the velvet of his shorn hair. Then it’s like his brain suddenly catches up with him. “Sorry! We- I didn’t-”

Eddie presses a single finger to Steve’s lips, finally pulling back to look in his eyes.

Without his curls, Eddie’s gaze is somehow more intense, dark chocolate looking into Steve’s heart. “Don’t apologize, puppy. You have nothing to apologize for, not to me.”

“Eddie…”

“I’m the one who ran away, who’s been hiding instead of alpha-ing up and telling you.”

“Telling me what?” Steve asks, lower lip trembling.

“That even after all this time, I can’t get your scent out of my nose. That I still dream about you every night. That I work so much to keep from going insane missing you. That I sh-”

Steve cuts him off with a kiss.

Eddie doesn’t waste any more time, just picks Steve up, their lips still connected, and carries him to the nearest bedroom—fortunately Steve’s—and drops him on the bed. Getting out of their clothes doesn’t take long; they’ve both waited long enough.

And Robin will be home soon.

[yawnzznlsr]

FRAGILE HEARTS

characters: y/n and pham hanni, haerin and danielle

summary: two childhood bestfriends who were inseparable go through changes but will fate be on their side and keep them close?

genre: pure angst, gxg, hanni x f!reader

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AGE 7:

At the park Kim Y/N was running around the swings only until she finds herself on the ground with a red mark. Unknowingly the person who accidentally hit her was already infront of her asking for forgiveness.

"Oh my I'm so sorry please forgive me." Hanni quickly apologizing while tears form her eyes as well. Hanni reaches out to help the girl stand up but sees the red mark and rushes to get her hello kitty bag still on the side of the swing with a med kit, not giving y/n time to accept her apology.

"My dad says that this is good when someone gets hurt." She states as she pulls out a band aid with ointment.

"Sorry again this might sting a little." Hanni quickly puts on the ointment and then a bandage.

"Ouch! That hurts" y/n pouts and silently whines as Hanni helps her back up from the ground.

"Oh my gosh honey what happened to you" y/n's mother worriedly rushes over to her to check her face.

"Who did this to you?" Her father angrily talks as he looks around for the culprit of hurting his baby.

"Hello! my name is Pham Hanni. I did not mean to hit her I was on the swing and she was behind me and I did not see her in time I am truly sorry." Hanni drops to the ground hoping y/n's parents and her forgive hanni.

"Oh sweetie it's okay it was an accident" her parents rush over to hug both of them.

"Hanni how you like to come over for dinner? Where are your parents?" y/n's mother trying to calm the older girl down.

"They are over there." They all go over to Hanni's parents and after talking for a while at the park and the girls playing together running around, Hanni's parents agreed for her to go over for dinner.

"We're gonna be best friends forever!" Hanni happily states to y/n while y/n looks at her blankly. "Bestfriends?" y/n curiously asked the older. "Yeah bestfriends we will always be there for each other."

Age 10:

"KIM! Y/N! WAKE UP! It's the first day of school silly." Hanni basically pulls the younger girl out of bed.

y/n was never a morning person. She hated mornings. Her mom used to wake her up until they passed away in a car accident two years ago. Y/n was the only survivor in the accident, her parents and the other passangers in the other car did not make it. Y/n resented everything and everyone for this. Everyone except Hanni of course.

"5 more minutes nini please." Hanni's only weakness was y/n's pout and y/n was well aware of that but this time Hanni stood on business.

"No y/n I love you but you need to get up, get ready we leave in 20 minutes."

As y/n growns and drags herself to her closet she throws on her uniform and heads downstairs for breakfast and does her skincare quickly before they head to school.

"y/n do you think we have the same class?" Hanni asks with a hint of sadness in her tone that didn't go unseen by y/n.

"I dont know han, but I hope so." y/n trying to ease her bestfriends mind.

"OH MY! WE'RE GONNA BE LATE LETS GO." they burst through the door together holding hands which feels weird to y/n because the poor girl can hear her own heartbeat.

Age 13:

Y/n made a friend. Her name was Kang Haerin.

"NINI!" y/n rushes over to the older girl as she looks confused as to why she looks so happy.

"HI Y/N WHAT HAPPENED?" Hanni more curious than ever to know why her bestfriend is so excited.

"I made a new friend. Her name is Haerin and she's in my homeroom." For just a second y/n could swear she saw a hint of jealousy in Hanni's face.

"Am i going crazy or did she seem mad?" "Is she not happy for me?" Y/n's thoughts were cut off by Hanni's response to her.

"I'm happy for you but don't replace me I'm your BESTFRIEND okay?" Y/n hated that but it reminded her

"She only sees me as her best friend." Y/n now walking back to the cat looking girl.

The girl notices her new friend seems a bit down so she invites her to hangout with her after school which Y/n gladly accepts.

"Maybe I can finally stop thinking about her for a while." Y/n did not comprehend her feelings yet but they were really getting on her nerves.

After school Y/n has to tell Hanni that she will not be going with her home. She is afraid of Hanni being able to change her mind so y/n decides to text her.

"Hey, Han I just wanted to let you know I will be going with Haerin to the mall for a little bit to go shopping for clothes. See you later at home. Love you." as the younger hits send a familiar voice called out for her.

"Hey there you are. You almost ran out of homeroom." Haerin laughs while y/n is relieved that it wasn't Hanni calling her she laughs and replies back

"OOPS SORRY HAE" they interlock arms with one another as they walk out of the school waiting for the bus to go to the mall.

ON THE PHONE: (y/n is normal, haerin is italics)

Thank you for today it was so fun.

Of course anytime spending time with you was so fun.

Did you get home safe rin?

Yeah (she giggles a little)

Thank you for dropping me of by the way. I should hang up now I have to study before bed.

It's the first day we didn't even have homework y/nnie

I like doing my own homework. Goodnight rin

Goodnight my y/n.

Y/N'S MIND

"my??????"

Her thoughts were interrupted by her door flying open.

"How was it my bestfriend has a friend that isn't just me." Hanni pouts as she makes her way to y/n's bed.

"She's super cool you'd like to be friends with her." y/n excited shares all the details of when she was at the mall with her newly beloved friend.

"I saw you guys walking out of school together." The atmosphere changes, Hanni seems more serious and it scares y/n a little.

"Yeah I sent you a message before I left." y/n almost terrified to look at the girl.

"I saw. I'll go to my room now." As Hanni gets up to walk out Y/n yells out

"GOODNIGHT NINI SLEEP WELL"

"GOODNIGHT Y/N" along with "Oh and tell that girl you're my y/n not hers."

Y/n's heart starting to beat abnormally and her cheeks start to heat up and turn pink.

Age 16:

Y/n’s feelings didn’t fade away. In fact they grew even stronger for the older.

Haerin being the only person besides Hanni who she knew she could trust she confided in her over her bestfriend situation.

“I think you like her” Haerin excitedly squeals and hugs her close friend

“but girls aren’t supposed to like girls rinrin” y/n bursts into tears, Haerin panicking she’s never seen the girl cry like this before it must have been bothering her for a long time.

“Who says that y/nnie? I’m here for you and if the world was against you I will always have your back.” Haerin tried her hardest to comfort her friend and somehow it worked

“So what should I do? I’m not even sure if she likes girls.” y/n worries about her long time crush not even being attracted to girls as well.

“Y/nnie she’d be the dumbest person on earth if she doesn’t see how good of a partner you are.” Haerin knew y/n was full of love even if the girl struggled to show it.

Haerin knows about the girls past with her parents and she wants to help the girl heal from her resentment. She’s honored to be her only other friend.

a few months later

“Y/N. why do you never hangout with me anymore? You’re always and only with Haerin. I’m your friend too.” Hanni is fed up.

She’s sick of feeling like a second choice to Haerin. She hasn’t figured it out yet but she’s jealous. She thinks Haerin is stealing her girl from her. She says to her friends she only wants her bestfriend back but she knows it’s much more than just wanting her best friend back.

“I’m sorry han I didn’t realize you felt like that. I’ll make it up to you let’s go to the movies tomorrow? Just us like before.” y/n mustered the courage to ask her bestfriend out although it wasn’t an official date to y/n it would be.

Y/n interrupted by her thoughts once again when she feels a pair of arms wrap around her waist.

“I missed you so much. don’t disappear on me ever again.” Hanni snuggles into y/n.

“I pinky promise to never leave your side nini.” Both parties enjoying each other company in their hug they didn’t even realize the time had passed and they have been in the same position for five minutes.

tomorrow

Hanni woke up with butterflies in her stomach. Soon enough she realizes she has feelings for y/n and they were catching up to her. Y/n on the other hand barely waking up on time to get ready is panicking because she wants everything to be perfect for her.

“Goodmorning nini”

“Goodmorning you big baby”

“i’m not a big baby.”

“y/n yes you are.”

“fine.”

The two bickered as they ate breakfast soon parting ways to their own rooms to get ready for their “date.”

Y/n couldn’t decide on an outfit and decided to go in a grey hoodie and green cargo pants. Hanni going in a green long sleeve with grey sweatpants. They coincidentally matched which coincidentally also made y/n’s heart skip another beat.

They got to the theater and found their seats. All of a sudden Hanni is on top of y/n cuddling her because she’s scared. Y/n struggling to keep her cool when Hanni barely whispers

“hold me y/nnie please.” Y/n quickly doing so they stayed this way until the end of the movie.

After they got home both in their own beds replaying what happened in the theater falling asleep with smiles plastered on their faces.

Age 17:

Hanni’s confused. She doesn’t know whether to ask the younger girl out or not. Hanni’s convinced y/n likes Haerin but little does Hanni know y/n is all she talks about.

“Y/n can we talk?” Hanni’s hand shaking to press send.

“Yeah ofc nini. I’ll come to your room rn” y/n replied in a flash.

“Shit! I thought she was at Haerin’s.” Hanni quickly got up and put on her favorite hoodie. Y/n’s hoodie.

“What did you wanna talk about hanni?” y/n barely spoke over a whisper.

“Why aren’t we so close anymore? I miss you more than anything and you don’t even care. you’re too busy with Haerin.” There it was. The moment Hanni brung up Haerin was the moment y/n knew the girl reciprocated her feelings, without giving it a second thought y/n pulls Hanni in for a hug and goes

“Nini I’m so sorry. please forgive me.” while also giving the girl a quick peck on the forehead. Hanni clearly didn’t expect it but she didn’t expect herself to kiss y/n right after either. Both shocked at her actions but they both enjoyed it.

“I’m sorry y/n I couldn’t help myself anymore. I loved you since we were kids and it’s always going to be you.” Hanni whispered to the girl.

Y/n not knowing what to do was an expected reaction, Y/n was never good with her words but the only thing she knew how to reaction to Hanni’s confession was with another hug and another kiss.

Age 19:

The pair have been secretly dating for two years, the only person besides them who were aware of their status was in fact Kang Haerin. if it wasn't for Haerin y/n believes she would have never knew about Hanni's feelings. They both thank the girl.

For their second year anniversary Hanni got y/n a guitar because the younger girl was talking about saving up for a guitar. They both were studying in the same university in their town while Haerin went to study abroad.

"Hey Nini, how were your classes today?" y/n asked as she finished her 6:30 pm class throwing herself on the couch where Hanni was waiting for her.

"Hi my love, they were fine pretty boring though and yours?" Hanni begins looking at her girlfriend who is clearly exhausted.

"Ugh they were so boring. I missed you though." y/n starting to cuddle her girl.

They laid on the couch together for the rest of the night in each others arms.

A few weeks later

Haerin decided to visit the couple as a surprise, bringing along her girlfriend Danielle.

The couple just landed in and hey wanted to surprise the two but to their surprise y/n and Hanni were at the hospital.

Haerin and Danielle quickly rush over to the hospital and once they got there they saw the wreck Hanni was.

"This is all my fault." It was hard for Haerin to understand her through Hanni's sobs.

"Hanni I doubt any of this is your fault. Just tell me what happened." Haerin calmly talks to Hanni, attempting to calm her down.

"We got into a huge argument earlier about how she isn't communicating seriously with me and how it feels like she is embarrassed to be with me. I didn't even mean anything I said. She just looked at me with tears in her eyes and I just yelled at her. I was so frustrating with other things and I took it out on her. I was horrible. I said the worst thing to the person I love most." Hanni sobs even more on the younger girls shoulder feeling like she is reliving their argument.

"What did you say Han?" Haerin completely devasted with the older girls actions but she knew Hanni's intentions for her friend weren't ill. Everyone was hurt and has her bad days. She wanted to hear her out so she did.

"I told her to get out and that I wish I never met her." That was Hanni's breaking point. The girl practically screaming into Haerin's arms as Haerin tries to comfort her not knowing what to say. Can you blame Haerin what does someone say in this situation.

"Family for Kim Y/n." The doctor comes out. Haerin still curious on how y/n ended up in the hospital. She was just about to see for herself.

"How is she?" Hanni quickly asked the doctor.

"She's alive. Barely breathing. She might not wake up for a while. There is a slight chance that she will not wake up at all but you need to stay positive and hopeful, She can still hear you." The doctor excuses himself to continue his job helping other patients.

"What happened after you told her to get out." Haerin asked Hanni in a more serious tone after seeing y/n's state.

"She ran out the house and I was following her telling her to come back and that I didn't mean anything that I said and that I love her. That's when it happened. A blue car with tinted windows was speeding towards her and she froze. The car hit her, then it drove off like nothing. I called the ambulance quickly and held her in my arms until they got there. I was so scared I would lose her. I still am." Hanni's eyes blurring more and more as she finishes the story.

Haerin now in tears as well goes to hug the older and tell her it's not her fault.

"Hanni although I could slap you right now, it isn't your fault. You couldn't control what that car did." Haerin and Hanni both a mess now.

"Visiting hours are over. Visitors please make your way outside the hospital." The woman in the intercom states.

"I'll be back tomorrow. Take care of her please." Haerin goes back home to her parents and her girlfriend explaining that she took so long because her friend was in an accident.

"I'm so sorry baby, please forgive me." Hanni pleads and clenches onto y/n's hospital gown.

"I love you so much please don't leave me here alone." Hanni falls asleep next to y/n in her bed. Hoping this was all just a terrible dream that she wakes up from.

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TAGLIST: @mym1na @phamphamz @frenchyypoo @wintersgff

PART 2?

(also wrote this because I had Taehyun and Yeonjun's paper heart cover on repeat)

[scekrex]

Hi! I hope you’re doing well!!!

I just read your Adam x Lucifer’s son fic and I loved it a lot more than I thought I would going in (that sounded really backhanded but I definitely don’t mean it that way 😭)

I was thinking of a part 2 that takes place literally just a few minutes after the 1st, Lucifer basically gave Adam a few… let’s say corrective love taps. And now the reader is patching up his now bruised face. Reader try’s to make Adam feel better by complimenting him and flirting with him. (I know damn well Adam is such a hoe for genuine affection like-)

Cut to Lucifer sitting across the room eyeing you both, now realizing that his son is in love with THE FIRST MAN and Adam is ALSO in love with his son. To put it simply, he is kinda freaking out. He now refuses to leave them alone together for the rest of the day, and also the unseeable future! He starts listing the reasons why the Reader should very much not being dating Adam. (Would be funny if he also mentioned the age gap as if he didn’t date a newly born woman as a who knows how old Angel LMAO) And Adam is like “Bitch, I’m am literally right the fuck here.”

Lucifer is just really activating his overprotective dad mode. That is… until Charlie really needs his help with something for the hotel. He eventually (albeit reluctantly) agrees to leave to help because he thinks “I’ll be quick, it’s just what? 5 minutes? And I’ll be in the room just a few doors down!”

He leaves and Adam, who for some motherfucking reason, can’t stop thinking about all the things Lucifer said to you about him and starts thinking ‘Maybe he’s right’ and starts just getting in his head about it

Reader finishes up patching his face and can tell he’s thinking about what Luci said. He reassures him that he loves no one else but Adam and that what his dad thinks is irrelevant. Reader gives Adam a kiss before asking. “Anyways, you ready to go?”

“The fuck you mean? Go where?

“I mean… how else are we going to finish what we started?”

And the was one of the first times the reader managed to make Adam flustered. Needless to say, Adam and the reader weren’t there when Lucifer returned. Much to Lucifer’s anger.

Nah man ur good, I wasn't the biggest fan at first too but y'know, it's kinda cute. Also u didn't specify anything about Reader and Adam having sex so I kept this SFW, my inbox is temporarily closed but if ya want a sequel that's basically just smut, lemme know once my inbox is open again!

Part 1

My lover's the sunlight to keep the Goddess on my side

pairing: Adam x male!reader

warnings: language

note: not beta read bc fuck you

“Was that really necessary, dad?” you grumbled as you pressed a ball of cotton against Adam’s lip - Adam’s bleeding lip. Lucifer hadn't been too fond of the view he had been greeted with when entering the room. The brunette’s bottom lip was split open, his nose was bleeding and his eye was slowly turning black again. Adam had just recovered from the stabbing injuries Niffty had caused and now he was covered in bleeding wounds once again. A thing that surely did surprise you and that you wanted to look deeper into once the situation was less tense, was the fact that Adam’s blood was still golden. His blood had remained pure and angelic and while you partly understood why, it did make you curious.

Adam hissed in pain as your fingers gently traced along his nose, checking if it was just bleeding or if it was broken - Adam was lucky because your father had actually managed to break the former angel’s nose.

Lucifer was sitting on an armchair across the room, watching the gentle touches his son offered Adam, he didn’t like that they got along and he hated that they seemed so in love, so all over each other. Lucifer knew Adam, well that wasn’t entirely true. Lucifer had known Adam once, back in Eden when everything had been so new and exciting for pretty much everybody. Back then Adam had been a kind and loving soul, but that soul was no longer comparable to the man that was sitting on his son’s bed, bleeding divine blood onto the covers while his son basically sat in Adam’s lap and took care of the injuries.

“Yes, it was necessary, someone needed to teach him a lesson,” Lucifer answered your question, sounding quite bitter. And partly you were able to understand your father, he had history with Adam - history that did not end well at all but the man whose lap you were sitting on seemed almost innocent. You were very aware that Adam was the last person to describe as innocent and sweet though.

“My poor angel,” you hummed as you leaned in a little closer, carefully stopping the bleeding of Adam’s nose before inspecting the broken bone a little closer - it was nothing you couldn’t fix, that was for sure. It would heal just fine, it just needed time. With gentle hands you cupped Adam’s face and kissed his stubbled chin, causing the brunette to shiver lightly. Adam was not used to gentle touches, yes, he had been spending quite some time with you ever since his people had left him behind, but that didn’t mean he got used to affectionate touches like those you offered him - that didn’t mean he disliked them, quite the opposite was the case, he lived for your gentle touches and soft words. You somehow always found something to praise the brunette for.

Adam hummed in agreement, nodding his head lightly to underline the sound. “Don’t you worry, I’ll fix you up in no time,” you added, satisfied that there was no more blood dripping from Adam’s nose.

Lucifer growled from where he was sitting, not pleased with how close you were to Adam’s face - well, actually he wasn’t pleased that you were close to Adam at all. You shot your father a glare over the brunette’s shoulder. “You’re responsible for his injuries so shut up,” you hissed at the blonde king.

The king of Hell simply rolled his eyes at your words, “Yeah, well you shouldn’t be dating Adam - date whoever you want, I don’t care if they’re female, non-binary or male, just don’t date him.” Lucifer pointed towards Adam who seemed not very happy about how lowly Lucifer spoke about him. Sure, they had their issues with each other, but why was it such a big deal to the blonde that the first man and the prince of Hell had a thing for each other?

“Y’know, first of all he’s a maniac, he literally used to kill our people,” Lucifer started to list reasons why you should stay away from the brunette, you could only raise an eyebrow at your father, “Oh our people? The people you ignored for only God knows how long? Those people you’re supposed to rule but instead of doing so you simply let them rot?” You felt how the first man’s hands came to rest on your hips, gently patting them signaling you that he liked your answer. Lucifer huffed.

“Okay what about the fact that he’s manipulative and controlling?” The blonde king tried again, nodding his head towards Adam. “Dad,” you said, looking at Lucifer, you seemed quite unimpressed by his words, “Mom’s book is trash, Adam was told to keep Lilith on a leash, he was supposed to look out for her and stop her from being absolutely self destructive and reckless.”

The blonde king tried it yet again, his problem was not that Adam was a man, his problem was that Adam was Adam, “Okay but what about the age gap? He’s like so much older than you are, sweety,” you cringed at the nickname your father gave you and playfully slapped Adam’s chest as you felt a chuckle vibrating through his body. “Says the guy who fucked the first woman a couple days after her fucking creation,” Adam huffed, turning his head around to face Lucifer.

The short king was about to argue yet again, but Charlie interrupted him by opening the door without knocking, something that was very unlike her since she valued privacy. Your sister’s eyes watched you and Adam for a moment, she shot you a quick, reassuring smile before heading towards your father, who was still sitting in that stupid armchair, observing you and Adam like the both of you were little children.

“I’m sorry for bursting in without knocking,” Charlie apoligzed, sounding quite stressed about whatever was going on elsewhere in the hotel, it wasn’t that you cared all that much. Not when you were seated in Adam’s lap and Charlie was a great distraction for Lucifer’s sharp eyes. “Don’t sweat it, dollface,” Adam simply responded, shrugging his shoulders as he spoke, “You’re not the fucking first, seems to be a fucking family issue you have there.” Your sister spun around in confusion, frowning at the first man who simply rested his chin on your head and grinned at her. “Uh… yeah… no, what I came here for is actually,” the blonde girl turned back towards the king of Hell, “Dad, I really need your help.”

Lucifer shook his head, nodding towards you and Adam, “I can't leave them alone sweety.” Charlie glanced over at how you were seated in Adam's lap, patching up the wounds your father had caused. The blonde girl sighed, then returned her attention to Lucifer who was still watching you and the brunette very closely. “It's urgent, Valentino-” at the name of the pimp Lucifer perked up, he knew Valentino meant no good and the fact that Charlie was mentioning him in context with the fact that she needed his help with something only made it worse in his eyes. “I think I can spare a few minutes to deal with Valentino,” Lucifer grumbled, not exactly happy leaving you with Adam, yet he knew his daughter wouldn't ask if it wasn't important.

He got up from the armchair, twirled his cane and tapped it on the floor once it was right side up again. “Let's make this quick.”

You watched as your father and your sister left the room to deal with said Valentino problem. As soon as the door fell shut you stopped hiding the grin and looked up at Adam, who seemed to be thinking about something - most likely all the harsh words your father had said. A small sigh left you as you cupped Adam's face once again, looking deeply into struggling golden eyes. “Don't take his words to heart he's… a little overprotective when it comes to his youngest son,” you hummed at Adam, the grin on your lips turned into a soft smile as you caressed Adam's cheek with your thumb. “Besides, we have to get going before he comes back.”

The brunette frowned at your words, his concern about all the things Lucifer had said was replaced by confusion, “Get going? Where the fuck do you wanna go?” You glanced to the door, then back at Adam. The first man followed your eyes and the confusion cleared up rather quickly. “Somewhere where we can continue what we started without dad interrupting us.”

-

When Lucifer returned to your room only five minutes later the room was empty. Nothing had changed except for the fact that Adam was no longer sitting on your bed with you in his lap. Lucifer cursed under his breath and just as he was about to go seek for you and the first man, he heard moans coming from one of the other rooms, those soft sounds of pleasure caused the devil to stop in his tracks immediately.

The moans echoing through the hotel came from Adam.

[mellybouboulove]

My guardian angel🤍𓆩♡𓆪☁️

Chapter 6

CW: SMUT, pussy eating (r!receiving and r!giving), submissive reader, fingering, fingering and eating, f/f, ellie x reader, cuddling.

Plot summary: Drug Dealer Ellie Williams X OFC slowburn fic, out of universe and takes place in college, set in the 2000s. Smut content to come.

Chapter 5 recap: Ellie finally opens up and Maya gets to learn more about her past.

Chapter 1 , Chapter 2, Chapter 3, Chapter 4, Chapitre 5

Tags: #wlw #sapphic #drugdealer!ellie #modern!ellie #tlou #slowburn #smut #fluff #tlouau #au #modernau #drugs

CHAPTER 6

Once we made contact, we couldn’t get off of each other. We got back home in a hurry. As soon as we closed the door behind us, she pressed her lips against mine again, without breaking the kiss, we headed towards my bedroom. She led me to the bed. I felt a little shy at first but Ellie, on the contrary, looked very confident.

She kept her eyes on me, never looking away as she took my shirt off after asking if everything was okay. She slowly pushed me down and began leaving kisses down my neck, her warm breath gradually became more prominent in between the kisses, making my heart skip a beat. I felt soft bites that quickly turned into sloppy kisses again, her hands were everywhere on me as I was passing my hand through her hair.

She took my skirt off, leaving me in my underwear and contemplated the sight for a second with an intense gaze. I felt my cheeks grow red. She laid back down on me and as we were kissing, I began to take her shirt off as well; she stopped in her motion to make it easier for me and chuckled. I then unbuckled her belt and took her pants off. I wanted her more every second as I was feeling her whole body on mine while she put her thigh in between my legs, I pressed my thighs together to rub my pussy against her leg as I slowly started riding it. Ellie placed her hands on my ass guiding my hips.

- You want more, am I right?

Her tone was different than it usually is, her deep voice turned me on even more and I nodded desperately at her question.

- Yes Ellie please. I replied almost whispering. 

She looked at me with a deep stare clenching her jaw after hearing my answer then I felt her hands climbing up on my inner thighs. I locked eye contact with her, unable to look away, my body was begging for more; it was obvious I wanted her and she could tell. She slid her hand inside my panties and started to touch me very softly as she was kissing my neck. I was feeling so good and breathing so fast that I was almost unable to kiss her properly. 

She stopped everything and unclipped my bra very easily before going down on my boobs while gently holding my throat. Sucking on one of my nipples while her other free hand was playing with the other one. My tits hardened as she touched them. I felt a shiver down my spine and I held her head, grabbing her fluffy hair. She began tracing kisses down to my stomach leaving warm wet spots all over my body. The pleasure made me arch my back and strongly grab the sheets to hold myself. 

- You’re so pretty like that. She said looking up at me, smiling.

I opened my legs to make space for her, my breathing pace becoming shaky from the excitement. My gaze was glued on her as I watched her head slowly come closer to my pussy. She was taking her time to tease me as much as possible and stopped right in front of my entrance, not touching me. I could only feel her warm breathing as she was exhaling on the wet spot already visible on my panties. I whined from the impatience. She looked up at me again with a wide smirk before making her way back up, caressing the side of thigh. I sighed at her teasing leaving me flustered, she knew exactly what she was doing and she was very good at it. 

She went for my neck again leaving hickeys everywhere she could. My impatience increased, I was so needy for her, I needed her hands all over me, I was craving each part of her; a wave of excitement submerged me and my body suddenly felt too hot, my breathing becoming out of control. 

- Ellie please.  - Please what baby ? 

I hesitated a second before answering, ashamed of how bad I wanted her but the urge was so uncontrollable. I locked eye contact with her again, her stare felt like fire, she seemed as impatient as me, 

- Ellie, please fuck me.

She smiled and slid her hand from my breast to my stomach until it reached the lace of my panties again. She slid her hand inside my pantie to touch my pussy with the palm of her hand, my whole body was squirming. She was torturing me even more without helping at all. I was staring at her with begging eyes, I felt myself flush and my cheeks burning with desire. I started bucking my hips to get as much friction as I could. Her fingers were making fast circles on my clit, brushing over my folds and teasing my needy cunt without ever putting them inside of me as I was feeling my blood pressure increasing. 

She glanced at me once more, with the same focused and determined look on her face when she finally slipped a first finger inside of me, then another one while never breaking eye contact. I was getting close, my moans became louder while her breathing started to grow faster from excitement and fatigue. She brutally stopped everything when I was about to finish on her finger, went down on my body again to finally remove my panties and started licking my pussy.

- Fuck you’re so wet angel.

I moaned loud when I heard the nickname she called me for the first time. She worked my clit, sucking it into her mouth and painting patterns with her tongue while she pressed a finger into my entrance. She continued to move her tongue across my cunt which caused my thighs to tense up around Ellie's head. She decided to take it just a little bit further to finish me off. Her fingers were pumping quicker in and out of my soaked hole, finding a rhythm with the movement of her tongue. 

- Cum for me now sweetheart. I know you can do it, be my good girl c’mon.

My legs started to shake uncontrollably, my pussy clenching hard on her tongue and fingers, my breathing became so messy I was almost suffocating, my body was burning and sweating everywhere I came so hard I was screaming. I took a couple seconds to decrease the rate of my breathing, I sat up and kissed her, finally collecting enough energy to move and speak normally again.

- Ellie, you’re so good.  - Yeah ? You liked it? - Fuck yes I did. - How much did you like it, baby ?   - .. A lot.  - Show me how much you liked it then. She replied looking at me straight in the eye with the same serious look she had a couple minutes ago, her tone was authoritarian.

 Without hesitating a second I obeyed. I stood up from the bed and placed myself in front of us between her legs as she was sitting on the edge of the bed. Without ever breaking eye contact, I got down on my knees, looking at her with pleading eyes from below her. She remained serious and grabbed my face firmly, contemplating it and rubbing her thumb on my cheek. A new wave of heat submerged me again.

- I want to fuck that slutty face of yours so bad.

And just with that I carried out her order instantly. I took her boxers off and tossed them to the side, I glanced at her from below once more, waiting for her validation and taking a grasp of the view of Ellie above me bossing me around making me do whatever she wanted. I felt so submissive for her, she had so much power over me, she had me completely wrapped around her finger. After a small nod from her, I finally started to taste her.

As I was eating her out, she pushed her head back moaning, strongly grasping the edge of the bed to stay grounded. I started to go faster, making more movements with my tongue until she began to shake and clench her pussy on my tongue. She placed a hand behind my head to guide it, she was moaning louder and finally came. After I licked her juices, I wiped my mouth and sat next to her. She breathlessly grabbed my face in her hands and kissed me passionately. We both laid down, cuddling and resting. We chatted a little and kissed again before falling asleep together.

[onaperduamedee]

Back when I would obsessively rewatch my favourite scenes after each episode, this barely audible line struck me as particularly portentous. At the time, I hadn't dived into the books yet, and hearing these words, even half off-screen, from Nynaeve of all people, had my mind spinning.

Nynaeve is portrayed as a leader from the start, not only holding spiritual power during Egwene's ceremony and the pools' cleaning rituals, but also executive power as she meets the strangers in town asking for their names, hand on her dagger. Her understanding of leadership isn't theoretical: as Widsom, being in a position of power has been a reality for years now.

From what we glimpse in the show, much of Nynaeve's power and place within the Two Rivers stems from traditions and enforcing them: being Wisdom, carrying the braid, performing the rituals, cleaning the pools, protecting the town from strangers… An outsider who came to the Two Rivers as a baby, Nynaeve believes integration through respect of traditions is crucial: to her and beyond her love for her community, protecting the Two Rivers' way of life is key to maintaining her status and safety.

This is why, despite her understanding of conformity, her obvious dig at the White Tower and indirectly Siuan displays a fundamental misunderstanding of power within the White Tower: Siuan in all her extravagance embodies just another enforcement of traditions. We are shown, from the beginning of episode 6 to her tête-à-tête with Moiraine, that Siuan is far from removed from reality. Although living in a literal ivory tower, she is no fool, unable to lead and rule without the symbols of her power. Yet, as shown in the Hall, her power and position within her community, like Nynaeve's, is extremely dependent on enforcing traditions and performing conformity.

The Tower, the Hall, the stole… Like Nynaeve's braid, the pools, the Two Rivers, these are attributes of power that do not hold power but allow Nynaeve and Siuan to follow on from the legacy of other Wisdoms and Amyrlins before them. It means safety in their respective community, while unbeknownst to all, both Nynaeve and Siuan will disrupt their order: Nynaeve is Ta'veren and Siuan has hunted the apocalypse for twenty years. Ruling from a throne or a moss-covered cliff requires equal dexterity – Nynaeve just hasn't realized it yet and has fallen for the same trick she's been herself using for years.

Like all our heroes, she's on a journey here.

Part of Nynaeve's condemnation of the Tower still shows how sheltered she has been: her world has always been reduced to the Two Rivers. Meeting the Aes Sedai and Lan forces her to confront people and nations who think and behave differently from her. The differences at the beginning are seen as threats, soon to be met with curiosity as she exchanges more with Lan and the other warders.

Even her opening to Lan during the prayer scene in episode 4 comes from a place of tradition, and here for the first time curiosity for a culture different from hers: Nynaeve believes in traditions and rituals, and seeing Lan performs a prayer for his people is familiar to her. What is truly incredible about the writing in this scene is that, because Nynaeve is deeply respectful of customs, she thanks Lan by sharing with him part of her culture.

Turns out Lan is familiar with this part of her history and offers to lift a veil for Nynaeve. Perhaps part of Nynaeve's emotional reaction after his translation, beyond the romantic thread, comes from an overwhelming realization that they are all connected. Much like Moiraine's recollection of the battle of Manetheren for the Emond's Field four, Lan's explanation connects Nynaeve's story to the world around her, beyond the Two Rivers: the Two Rivers is part of Andor, of the world, whether they want it or not.

This comes back to Siuan's words about consequences and the role we play. It would be so easy to have no responsibilities to the people who are not immediately close to us, and it is a burden to shoulder that task. But there is also joy in those responsibilities: connections. To Lan first, and with sincere fondness, but I have no doubt that Nynaeve will meet more people and very much come to embrace her responsibilities toward strangers, toward the world. Which is what leading is about, just as much as looking after the threads of traditions in a community.

Perhaps Nynaeve will even connect with leaders who should not call themselves leaders if they rule from lavish halls of ivory white.

[ryonello]

oomfie take my hand

[pepperpixel]

“Can't remember when we walked past the O.R. sign!

(sur-ger-y!)

Can't remember passing out with her hand in mine!

(my-my-mind!!!!)

I remember waking up with my mind repaired.

(A-OK! ^^)

I remember when I realized, she wasn't there...”

Amnesia was her name….. is. so. horrifically. sadly fitting for these two in literally every single line. And I’m gonna NEED ALL OF U GUYS TO GO LISTEN TO IT NOW OK… THIS ISNT A DRILL GO GO GO GO!!!

Anyway… uhh. the fact Betty “blessed” this guy to like. An eternally long lifespan w THIS FUCKED UP OF A MENTAL STATE IS SO SCREWED UP GHGH- Like poor Simon god damn…! u kno he’d rather just keep on not sorting out his baggage and trauma forever too cuz it’d be too complicated… too much… force him to admit things about himself and about BETTY that he really really doesn’t want to… better to just leave it all unexamined.. pack it all into lil boxes so he can just try to ignore it and pretend it doesn’t exist… HE GOTTA LIVE FOREVER W IT THO… *ME BANGING ON SIMONS DOOR AT 3 IN THE MORNING*: “SIMON U GOTTA ACCEPT URSELF!!!! LOVE URSELF!!!! ACKNOWLEDGE N ACCEPT EVEN THE “BAD” PARTS OF URSELF!!!! SIMON PLEASE!!!!! SIMON EVEN PPL WHO LOVE YOU AND WHO YOU LOVE CAN HURT YOU!!!! ACKNOWLEDGE IT!!! ACKNOWLEDGE THE HURT AND ACKNOWLEDGE UR FEELINGS!!!! AND URSELF!!!!! SIMON!!!!” anyway… gGHGH YEA, SRRY. SIMON PETRIKOVS MENTAL ILLNESSES MAKE ME FEEL LIKE IM GONNA EXPLODE. ANYWAY HAVE SOME ART. W a bunch of diff versions cuz I’m indecisive!

[verraising]

i am short of breath standing next to you. i am out of my depth at this altitude. -♡-

[lupucs]

Gosh I love your art!

But uh whats your favorite deltarune ships?

Thank you so much!! Oh gosh, you really caught me off guard with this one hah!

Well, uh I think it should be pretty obvious which ships I like by now...

It's clearly-

It-

It's obviously...

THOSE GUYS!

[kakusu-shipping]

OMG YOUR DELTARUNE S/I LOOKS SOOOOO COOOL TELL ME ABOUT THEM!!!

Thankyou thankyou!!! They're the Vessel from the beginning of the Survey Program, and follow Kris around as a ghost narrating. Sort of the Chara to their Frisk, but with a lot more backseating

They don't control Kris, per say, like the player in canon Deltarune, but they do have more than just the power of being really annoying and can sway Kris without their input. Obviously, Kris isn't a big fan of being told what to do against their will and tends to fight back as much as they can.

They try not to be too annoying to Kris and stay in their lane as just an observer, but sometimes a choice comes up that they get entirely too excited about (like giving the plush to Berdly in Chapter 2, or giving affection to Ralsei) and end up accidentally forcing Kris to go along with them. They rarely notice when they do this, and Kris is unable to convey their lack of control to them, making their relationship very uneven.

In the Light World no one but Kris can see them, and they can't go very far from Kris on their own, where in the Dark World they can move at will and can even physically interact and be seen by everyone else, though Kris is still the only one who can hear them, so they tend to still stick pretty close to them.

They can also possess Kris to fully influence their choices and speech, though they only did so once and it was on complete accident. Kris described the experience as taking a Back Seat to their own life, fully conscious but unable to do anything. They've sense sworn to Kris to never do this again, it's the one thing Kris trusts them on.

I haven't yet decided if they're something that's always been with Kris, or if they're a new thing that appeared around the start of Chapter 1. That's probably a decision that'll change as we get more chapters and more information on Kris themselves

This Self Insert doesn't have any self ships attached to it, per say. The Vessel is very attached to Berdly and Ralsei but in a much more "Kris you should date these people" way, which makes Kris incredibly uncomfortable so they try to keep to themselves about it.

[butterflieswhisper]

hhelp wait this is so funny. didnt you follow me forever ago after a scott themed october song analysis . sorry if you dont remember that and this ask doesnt make sense but this is still funny to me

hi!!!! yeah. it was the cherri crane lives art i think and also where you made your flower husbands tag! I have never really interacted with fh outside of you (and like, seeing pretty fanart) but i am nonetheless deeply invested in your interpretation specifically!!! I honestly haven't watched jimmy outside of rats and the beginning of empires2 either i genuinely have no clue what they get up to you just seem to have a lot of fun with it

[irregularbillcipher]

watched the musical demon show (don't wanna name it so this post isn't in the tags) at the behest of an IRL friend and i can already tell this is going to be a piece of media where i absolutely cannot stop thinking about it, not because i really love the show as-is, but because it has so many individual components i really like and find incredibly fun or compelling, and i'm so frustrated that it doesn't come together for me

i think the main thing i can say about it as a show, setting aside some of the insensitive choices that were made that i really don't feel qualified to tackle or talk about, is that the entire thing sort of gives off this vibe of someone really excited to show you every single oc they made in high school and college and i very genuinely mean that in both the best and worst ways possible

there are some good hooks for season two though so i will absolutely give them that

[universestreasures]

@shacchou

"Knock, knock, knock, Big brother! Yugi's here to see you!"

The younger Kaiba's playful introduction to his arrival to the president's office was to be expected at this point, and yet he still can't help but feel a bit embarrassed at it. Yugi noticed that despite Mokuba's maturity as he grew up and began high school, he still had that youthful mischievousness of his younger days. And while his antics can be a bit much for the game developer at times, he knows it's Mokuba's way of self-expression that signified he has become comfortable with his being here and working together with him and Kaiba on the Spherium project. That's what really was crucial at the end of the day, even if he wishes things could be toned down just a bit.

He steps into the office with a bright confidence and joyous smile, Mokuba closing the door behind them. He really had been enjoying this process so far. Never did he think he'd ever collaborate with Kaiba, considering their history, but it is one he is truly grateful for. He always wanted to get to know him better, and while he certainly would never be called his 'friend,' being Kaiba's business collaborator and opponent in games more than sufficed. Atem surely would be proud of them, Yugi likes to think.

"Hey, Kaiba." He greets him with a light wave of his hand. "I had an idea I wanted to propose to you. Why don't we discuss the next steps for the project over lunch at a local restaurant today? We've both been in the office working so hard lately, that I thought a change of scenery would be good for us both."

Yugi can see Mokuba from the corner of his eyes nodding his head rapidly, expressing his agreement with the idea. He was always concerned his brother was working himself too hard and practically living at the office these days, after all. These were concerns Yugi had grown to have as well, another reason for his suggestion of a change from their usual meeting.

"There's this nice game cafe downtown that doesn't get that busy this time of day that I think would be perfect. So, what do you say, Kaiba? You up for my proposal?"