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putawayurhalo · 2 years ago

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Brainwashed

Pairing: Modern!Musician!Steve Harrington x Fem!Reader (use of she/her pronouns)

Word Count: 4k

Warnings: Way too fluffy for my usual style but you’re welcome :) ALSO AS ALWAYS I BARELY EDIT THESE THINGS SO TYPOS DEFINITELY HAPPENED SORRY!

Author’s Note: I actually wrote this weeks ago and I’m just now posting this so yeah... enjoy?

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“So is she here, yet?” Robin asks causing her best friend to jump slightly as he’s drawn out of his concentration of looking around.

“Jesus Christ, Robin you can’t just sneak up on me!” Steve shouts at her as Robin smirks at him, crossing her arms.

“You two have only ever talked over Instagram dms, right?” Steve nods. “You’re so nervous, Dingus, it’s hilarious.” Robin laughs as she looks around the crowd for her own girlfriend, immediately recognizing the short girl with bright red hair standing next to a tall blonde and their curly haired best friend.

“Who’s only talked over Insta dms?” Eddie asks as he finishes tuning his guitar. Steve groans in response before picking up his own guitar and walking away from the duo towards Jonathan, their drummer.

“You know (Y/N), right?” Robin asks Eddie who nods and replies with a “yeah she’s friends with Ivy.”

“Well Dingus here dmed her ‘Hey what’s up? Hello, I’m tryna meet ya.’ AND IT ACTUALLY WORKED!” Robin giggles as she picks up her bass.

Eddie whistles, “Damn Harrington, who knew you had game?” Eddie jokes, earning a laugh from Jonathan.

“It’s shocking that it even worked.” Jonathan jokes.

“Trust me I was shocked it even worked… and then shocked at the words that came out after, I didn’t even recognize myself after that.” Steve mutters as he tunes his guitar.

“What was it you even said? Because every girl I’ve seen you flirt with ends up running away after the first conversation you two have, yet you won’t show me anything past what I read that one time I took your phone from you because you weren’t paying attention to Dustin.” Robin questions her best friend. Steve opens his mouth to respond but is cut off by the lights dimming out front and the small crowd starting to cheer, “Saved by the bell again.” Robin groans before getting to her spot.

“Better not get distracted tonight, Harrington. We’ve all got girls to impress.” Eddie hits his shoulder jokingly as he makes his way to his spot.

“You guys did amazing tonight!” Ivy runs up to Eddie and hugs him, Eddie’s arm wrapping around her waist immediately.

“Yeah, we weren’t the only ones who thought so.” Amelia smirks as she walks over to Jonathan, before turning to look over at where Dani stood talking to another girl.

“Is that her?” Eddie taps Steve’s shoulder, who was distracted with putting his guitar away. Steve slowly turns and his mouth drops open, he had looked for her the entire set but couldn’t quite find her, which seems to be for the better because who knows how many chords he would have screwed up if he took in the sight of her.

“Oh! That’s (Y/N), she really liked your guys' set! Said you guys remind her of her favorite band minus the fact you have a bass player… whatever she meant by that.” Ivy trails off as she looks over at Steve, she smiles at the sight in front of her, “Go talk to her Steve.”

“About what?” Steve turns to look over at Ivy, “Just go over there and say ‘Ivy said you liked our set, said we reminded you of Waterparks’?”

“I never said what her favorite band is called, Steve.” Ivy smirks at him, “Looks like she’s coming over here with Dani anyways, look alive sunshine.”

“Guys, and my darling, this is (Y/N). (Y/N) this is Eddie, Jonathan, my girl Robin, and Steve.” Dani introduces the girl to the band, and she only giggles slightly.

“I already know Steve, he’s actually who told me about the show.” (Y/N) tells Dani before turning to the band, “But it’s still really nice to meet the rest of you. You guys are amazing, almost beat my favorite band for my favorite live show.” She smiles at them all brightly, before looking over at Steve.

“Well, it’s nice meeting you (Y/N) but Ivs and I actually have a date to get to but you’re more than welcome to any of our shows whenever you want.” Eddie smiles at her before patting her shoulder, leaning over to whisper something that Steve couldn’t hear, causing the girl to giggle and reply “No promises.”

“So… Steve, want to go grab a drink at the bar?” She asks him pointing over at the bar with two fingers, Steve quickly nods and grabs her hand leading her over.

“What do you want to drink?” He speaks to her for the first time that night.

“Oh, uh, a vodka cranberry would be nice.” She tells him. Steve flags down the bartender and orders both their drinks before turning to her.

“What did Eddie tell you?” Steve asks her, brushing a hand through his hair.

“He told me not to keep you up too late, said you have work in the morning.” She smiles up at him.

“Well… he’s not wrong but I wouldn’t mind you keeping me up all night.” Steve smirks at her before their drinks are handed to them.

(Y/N) takes a sip of her drink before looking around, “This is awkward isn’t it?” She asks him suddenly.

“A little bit.” Steve chuckles lightly.

“Everything felt, I don’t know, easier? Over text, like I am so nervous right now, I mean look at my hand it’s shaking so much.” (Y/N) held up her hand to show Steve that her hand was indeed shaking.

Steve put his drink down and grabbed her hand and started massaging it, “There’s this trick to getting your hands to stop shaking… learned to do it before I go up on stage so my hands don’t shake as bad when I’m up there… ta da!” Steve finishes and (Y/N) holds her hand up to see that it’s stopped shaking.

“Oh my God, you’re like some kind of God with your hands.” (Y/N) gasps realizing what she had just said, “Oh I don’t mean it like that… I mean I could if you want me to… I mean AGH!” (Y/N) immediately downs the rest of her drink and laughs nervously looking around the venue embarrassed at the words coming out of her mouth.

Steve slowly reaches his hand over to her chin, softly grabbing a hold of it and making her look at him, “(Y/N) relax, I found all of that cute.” He smiles at her as he watches her shoulders relax as she lets out a breath.

“Sorry I don’t know where that came from.” She tells him as she looks at him in the eyes, his hand not having moved from her chin.

The duo stood there for what felt like a few minutes, telling each other jokes and (Y/N) asking about the lyrics in a few of his songs, when in reality it had been about two hours.

“Hey, Dingus!” Steve’s head turned towards Robin, “I’m glad you’re having a good time but could you please help us load the van, the venue closes in ten minutes and they want us out!”

“Yeah! Give me a minute!” Steve shouts at her, “Give me five minutes I’ll be right back.”

“Steve, it’s fine. I should probably get home, don’t want my mom freaking out that I haven’t texted her that I got home safe yet.” (Y/N) pushes off from leaning against the counter and grabs her water bottle, “I had a really good time, Steve, I will definitely be coming to another show.”

“What if you didn’t have to wait for there to be another show?” Steve asks her.

“What do you mean?” She tilts her head in curiosity.

“We’re having band practice at my place on Thursday, the others’ girlfriends are almost always there unless they’re at work… it would be nice to have you there.” He tells her biting the inside of his cheek in anticipation of what she might say.

(Y/N) grabs a napkin and asks the bartender for a pen, she quickly writes down something before handing it to Steve, “Text me the address, I’ll be there.” She smiles at him before she kisses his cheek, “Goodnight, Steve.”

“Goodnight, (Y/N).” Steve replies quietly as he watches her walk away. Steve found himself wishing he had asked her to stay, maybe even go home with him and stay at least until the daylight, “Fuck, Steve, get it together it’s only been a couple of days.” He mutters as he walks over to Robin and Jonathan to help them load the van.

“Steve, dude, you’ve messed up the last few songs we’ve played. Is everything okay?” Jonathan asks Steve as they finish out a song where Steve completely fumbled on several chords.

Steve turns to answer but his phone dings in his pocket, he pulls it out and groans before tossing on the couch that Ivy and Amelia sat on. “Oh he’s just got his panties in a twist. Isn’t that right, Buckley?” Eddie asks Robin with a knowing smirk.

“Yeah, Dingus here is waiting for a text from his precious (Y/N).” Robin teases him and sticks her tongue out.

“Guys stop teasing the poor boy.” Ivy interjects.

“Yeah babe, I think it’s cute that Stevie here is smitten. He deserves this… so who was that ding from?” Dani says as she walks out into the garage from grabbing drinks for everyone, tossing a water bottle towards Steve.

Steve just shakes his head before opening his water bottle and downing the whole thing. Dani looks over at Amelia and then down at Steve’s phone. Amelia immediately understands what Dani’s saying and picks up his phone, “Ah I see, a tweet notification from the one and only Waterparks. New song in a few days it seems?”

“Seriously, Harrington, you put her favorite band on notifications? You’re such a simp, I wouldn’t even put Ivy’s country himbos on notifications if she held a knife to my throat,” Eddie began to laugh before turning towards Ivy, “Which she would never do because she’s a sweet angel who wouldn’t hurt a fly.” Eddie nervously laughs as Ivy’s expression switches from a glare to a big smile.

“It’s not just the band, Eddie, he even has their lead singer on notifications and got into his ‘secret’ private account since she couldn’t get in, he sends her screenshots of the tweets and links to the exclusive merch all the time. He’s so in love it’s gross.” Robin laughs.

“It’s not my fault they write good songs.” Steve mumbles as he fiddles with the pegs on his guitar. “Besides, I’d do it for any of you chuckle fucks.”

“Sure you would Steve, how about you put Hardy on notifications for me?” Ivy asks him, with a knowing smile.

“Oh absolutely not.” Steve fires back, smiling at Ivy. “Besides, you can always threaten Eddie with that knife.” Steve jokes.

“Oh are we playing scary movie? No please don’t kill me Mr. Ghostface I wanna be in the sequel.” (Y/N) giggles after she says it. Steve laughs a little too hard, before turning back to Robin out of (Y/N)’s view, eyes wide like he’s lost his mind.

“Get it together Steve, it wasn’t that funny.” Steve thinks to himself before turning back to (Y/N).

“Speaking of Ghostfaces, Steve you okay? You look really pale right now.” (Y/N) asks as she walks towards him. Her hands immediately found his face. Steve’s full focus went on her and only her for a few moments getting completely lost in thought.

“Steve… Steve… babe, hello?” (Y/N) lightly taps his face, causing him to blink and shake his hand.

“Yeah, yeah, sorry I’m here. You were saying?” He asks her.

Robin turns to Dani and mouths “Babe?” Dani shrugs and mouths back “I’ll tell you later.” with a wink.

(Y/N) opens her mouth to respond when both hers’ and Steve’s phones ding at the same time, she sighs and pulls her phone out of her jacket pocket, “Oh it’s just Parx retweeting some fans about the snippet of the new song… what about yours?” She asks and Steve shuts his eyes tightly not really wanting to tell her that it’s her favorite band’s tweet notification.

“Oh it’s the same notification, (Y/N/N).” Amelia smiles over at the duo, “Man really loves Waterparks now.”

“You do?” (Y/N) questions him, a bright smile on her face and a look of pure excitement.

“Yeah… it’s a recent thing though, I think their songs are really good.” Steve mumbles out and (Y/N) nods along to what he’s saying.

“Well… I didn’t come here to talk about my second favorite band, I’m here to listen to my new favorite band, the Ahoy Captains.” (Y/N) does a two finger salute and sticks her tongue out jokingly giggling after before stopping and biting her tongue and looking Steve over, “If that’s okay with you…” she trails off, her other hand falling from his face to lightly touching his chest.

“Oh you are going to be the death of me.” Steve whispers to her, it’s like she moved into his brain, it’s no longer his, she dropped her bags in and drew the blinds. “It’s perfectly fine with me, darling.” Steve smirks as he says the nickname.

(Y/N) hums trying to hide the effect the nickname had on her, “Where should I sit?”

“My lap.” Steve thinks, “I think there’s room on the couch but if there’s not, I can always get you a chair.” He replied, nodding his head towards the couch the other girls sat on.

(Y/N) looks over at the couch, “I’m sure there’s enough room on there for us all. If not I can always lay across the back of it like some kind of cat.” she jokes.

Steve chuckles at this joke, “Dingus hurry up with the flirting some of us have work to get to soon!” Robin interrupts them and he nods and (Y/N) finally makes her way to the couch muttering a small “Sorry” as she passes Steve’s band mates before taking her seat.

The rest of band practice went smoothly, Steve had finally stopped fucking up the chords on their songs and Robin and Eddie shared looks with each other wondering where the hell this version of Steve came from.

“No no no Steve, Fuck About It and Self-Sabotage are about two different people, trust me.” (Y/N) laughs as the two of them lay on Steve’s bed, she’s looking up at the ceiling while he looks over at her.

“But the lyrical connection?” Steve begins to question but is quickly cut off.

“Nooooo Steve you don’t get it, in Fuck About It he’s saying that the girl really doesn’t seem to like it when they talk but in Self-Sabotage he’s saying that if she likes when they talk he’ll dislocate his jaw because he doesn’t like it when they talk. It’s right there in the lyrics, babe.” (Y/N) turns to look at him, the two just staring at each other for a few moments, slowly inching towards one another before both their phones go off.

Steve sighs and picks up his phone from beside him, “Oh hey, Brainwashed is out now.”

“Oh shit it’s already midnight?” (Y/N) asks sitting up looking at the alarm clock on Steve’s nightstand. “Shit…” She groans before hiding her face in her hands, “My mom is going to flip. I haven’t texted her, she’s going to think you killed me or something.”

“(Y/N), calm down, darling.” Steve grabs her hands and moves them from her face, “First you’re going to text your mom and tell her your safe, then I’m going to get you a shirt and sweatpants for you to change into, and then we’ll listen to the new song and I’ll tell you goodnight and go sleep on the couch.” Steve tells her before standing up.

“Wait… no you’re not sleeping on the couch, Steve, absolutely not. You’re sleeping on your bed, I’ll take the couch.” (Y/N) beginning to argue.

“Nope, we are not arguing about this. You will sleep on this bed and that’s final darling.” (Y/N) sat quietly as she bit her lip and looked over at Steve as he got her clothes to change into.

“There’s also make-up remover wipes in the bathroom, they’re Robin’s so I don’t know how good they are…” Steve trails off as he walks back over to her.

“Thank you, I’m sure they’ll work.” She mumbles, “But you are sleeping on this bed, rather it’s with me or not, Steve. Understood?” She asks him as she stands up. “I’ll be back in like three minutes, get the song ready! I wanna hear this right away!” She shouts as she enters the hallway, unaware that she’s going to wake up Steve’s roommates/band mates.

Steve smiles to himself and then sighs as he pulls the song up on his computer.. How is he going to ask her to be his girlfriend? He wonders as he pulls up Spotify and hoovers over the song title with the mouse.

“I’m back!” (Y/N) whisper shouts, “I forgot Robin and Eddie live here and Eddie was not happy when I was shouting as I walked past his room.” She walks over to Steve before sitting on his lap, “You’ve got the headphones?”

Steve nods before putting her pair over her ears, the girl having insisted she bring over her pair of cat ears ones to leave there so she can hear the new songs he’s been working on, and then placing his own on and pressing play. Steve tapped his fingers on (Y/N) thighs as the song plays, (Y/N) however was making a complete fool of herself as the song plays, making different faces at certain lines and lip syncing the lyrics to the chorus having already known them from the snippet the lead singer had posted several times. Steve smiles as he watches her but as the song repeated and he listened to the lyrics closer he slowly came to the realization that he heavily relates to the lyrics. It was like Awsten had written about him and (Y/N), rather he meant to or not.

Steve had stopped moving along to the song but (Y/N) hadn’t quite taken notice that he had reached for his phone as she kept listening to the song.

To Band Thingz: Guys we have a new song to learn :)

“(Y/N), oh my, you look so good!” Ivy shouts over the sounds of the opening band. (Y/N) smiles at the blonde girl before twirling around to show off her outfit.

“Oh Harrington is so gonna forget the words to all the songs as soon as he gets on stage.” Becky - Eddie’s sister - laughs and wraps her arm around Chrissy’s waist.

“Guys stop, you’re making her nervous.” Dani tells the duo as she picks up on (Y/N)‘s hands starting to shake and the nervous lip biting she’s doing.

“It’s not too much is it?” She whispers to Dani.

“Girl, definitely not. The skirt is giving Sam Manson from Danny Phantom and between the two of us that was Steve’s favorite show growing up.” Dani winks at her, “Besides if he doesn’t like it I’ll grab Robin’s bass and whack him with it.” (Y/N) laughs, before hearing the crowd cheer one last time as the opening band exits the stage.

“Okay we have about fifteen to twenty minutes before they go on stage. Do you want to go get a drink?” Dani asks her before grabbing her hand and giving her no choice.

The duo get to the bar and it’s less noisy than the crowd, “Sorry for just dragging you, it gets so loud over there and I get overstimulated easily. They usually let us backstage but they told us no today for whatever reason. Vodka cranberry, right? I remember Steve mentioning it when he told me about your unofficial first date.”

“Yeah…” (Y/N) nods her head lost in thought, “Yeah, that’s it. Thank you.”

The girls stood at the bar a little longer after getting their drinks before the lights dimmed, the duo made their way back to the small crowd, finding their way next to Ivy, Amelia, Becky, and Chrissy.

“Hey, do either of you guys know what song they’re covering tonight?” Ivy shouted over the cheering crowd.

“Probably Teenage Dirtbag again, you know Eddie’s obsessed with playing that when you’re at the shows.” Dani shouts back before finishing her drink. (Y/N) nods as she sips her before offering some to Becky who gladly takes it and chugs it.

The group dances and jumps around during the set and being the loudest fans they are were able to capture the band’s attention pretty fast.

“Okay so for our regular attendees to these shows we do, you know this is the part in the set where we cover a song,” Steve takes a sip of his water before closing the cap back up and setting it down, “And we still are but this one needs a special introduction, because for the first time in forever we aren’t playing Teenage Dirtbag.” Steve jokes, Robin laughs away from the mic and Eddie flips him off.

“This song is actually, pretty new, was only released last week but this very special girl loves it and she’s here tonight so… uhhhh… here’s Brainwashed.” Steve nervously chuckles before the band starts playing the cords, and he gets the crowd to start clapping to the beat before he begins to sing the lyrics.

(Y/N) stares at him in shock as he looks over at her with a smirk after he sings ‘Why do I think you’re so cool?’. “What are you doing (Y/N), get up there!” Amelia nudges her and Becky quickly kisses Chrissy’s cheek before grabbing (Y/N)‘s shoulders and leading her through the crowd.

“Sorry, excuse us, the himbo singer needs to see this one.” She mumbles to the crowd as she pushes them out of the way, by the time they get to the front the band was already to the bridge of the song, Steve had stopped playing his guitar and had grabbed the mic off the stand and leans down towards (Y/N), as Jonathan gets the crowd clapping, Robin and Eddie singing background vocals.

Steve turned leaning the microphone towards (Y/N) encouraging her to sing the chorus with him as it was coming up, “I can’t sing Steve you know this.” He points at his ears before reaching his hand out to her, lifting her up on stage with the help of Becky.

“Now I’m having those same thoughts, can’t stop, thinking you got me brainwashed.” Steve tilts the microphone towards her as he continues singing the line “I’m see through, need you, why do I think you’re so cool?”

(Y/N) rolls her eyes before singing the chorus with him, “Everything’s clean except for my thoughts, thinking about me getting you off.” She giggles slightly as Steve wraps his arm around her, “It’s been a week I’m still at your house, I don’t want to leave, it's freaking me out.” They finish off the song before Steve kisses her forehead, taking out one of his in-ears and whispering to her, “meet me after the show?”

(Y/N) nods before turning to go to the side of the stage to get off, Steve watches her before turning back to the microphone stand and putting the mic back in, he’s about to put his in-ear back in when he hears his name called, he turns back towards where (Y/N) stood, “Yeah?”

She walks up to him and pulls him into a kiss, Eddie dog whistles and Robin cheers very loudly into her own mic, causing the couple to giggle as they pull apart, “I think I’m in love with you.” Steve says out loud, the mic picks it up and the duo’s eyes go wide.

And that’s how I ended anywayssss love you guys enjoy this!

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gimmebackmyskeeball · 16 days ago

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Cinnamon Girl

author’s note: this was longer than I thought it was honestly, it’s been sitting in my drafts for a fat minute. It’s a piece of shit and it’s completely not proofread I was just listening to Cinnamon Girl and started thinking about Jj all of a sudden. Also I don’t know if you can tell but I was kinda high when I wrote this I lowkey fixing my mistakes but let me know if I missed any cause my migraine’s fuckin me up the ass and my head’s throbbing and I’m just noticing I vented a little bit so if that’s gonna trigger you in the slightest way possible I suggest you don’t read this.

warnings: mentions of abuse, a teeny tiny mention of ed, trauma dump (by me), objectification(?), cussing, bad writing probably, stoned author, sorry bout that.

inspo song: Cinnamon Girl by Lana Del Rey

You do accept. You’re way past the denial phase anymore. You are irrefutably in love with your best friend. And no, we’re not talking about a silly attraction or crush, you were in love with him. In love with the way he walks, in love with the way he talks, in love with how he payed attention to every single thing you do and immediately fixed whatever it is that annoys you. You were completely in love in love with him and the worst part is that you were okay with it. You stopped thinking that it was possible in any way shape or form a long time ago. But no matter what you do you couldn’t stopped loving him, loving anything that came by him. You were ready to do anything to receive some kind of validation from him. Anything.

Cinnamon in my teeth,

From your kiss, you’re touchin’ me

It’s not like you didn’t tried. Almost see through tops, those denim shorts that ends right by your ass, hugging it tightly. Okay, maybe it is actually embarrassing to show off yourself just so some guy would give you attention but he wasn’t some guy. He was never just some guy. The moment you look at him your whole self respect leaves your body and honestly, who could blame you? You didn’t even believed but it had actually worked, he had threw some “Damn girl, never knew you could dress like that.” or “Looking good.” here and there and it made you feel better than ever. You do pity yourself for it, for the fact that you decided to do something that you would find other woman who do it lame just for him and also because you liked it. You did. And you did it more. You kept doing it until he stopped. What happened? Were you ugly now? Did something change? Did someone else got his attention now? No, no one but you can have his attention, they just can’t. You’ll make sure of it.

All the pills that you take,

Violet, blue, green, red to keep me at arms length don’t work

I guess you weren’t his type anyway, he was into bimbos, girls that are head empty, no thoughts. No thoughts but sex that is. And you were ready to be that for him if he let you. You were ready to be something you despised with a burning passion only for him. He was no good for you that’s for sure, he made you cry and he made you feel insecure, he made you feel desperate and overwhelmed but there’s one thing he never made you feel before, unsafe. He never made you feel unsafe. He feels like home, I know that’s cheesy but it’s true. It feels right with him even though it can’t be more wrong. He just feels so right, you want him, no, you need him. You know he needs you too, if you really think about it he would be alone if it wasn’t for you. Who does he goes to when he has a fight with his dad? Who patches him up? Who takes care of him when he comes to the château in the middle of the night, drunk or high or both? And who plays babysitter next morning when his hangover is eating him alive? You.

You try to push me out,

But I just find my way back in

Violet, blue, green, red to keep me out

It has always been you for him. The one who was there for him. His safety school. His hiding spot. Sometimes you do feel like there’s something special and he feels it too but maybe it’s your delusions or that part of you that is aching for Jj so hard that it’s painful now. It hurts you when he gives you hope too. Which unfortunately he likes to do. Don’t know why. You’d be sitting in the backyard, smoking weed, talking about your pasts and plans for your futures and he says something like “You know what I want? I wanna see the world, surf, never see another kook for the rest of my life, do whatever the fuck I want, never let anybody tell me what to do anymore.” You understood him, you’ve been a pogue all along but you didn’t wanted freedom or money. You wanted him. He was your escape from reality. As two teenagers coming from problematic families you two got each other. You gave him a smile, “Yeah…yeah I mean, I get it. This place is pretty but it’s just…stressing” “It is. I’m done with it. Done with all of it. I just wanna leave, you comin’?” Is he serious? Are you coming? He wants you there and thinks you have a choice of not coming? You would go to the deeps ends of hell with him if he wanted you there. “Sure. If you don’t mind.” “‘Course I don’t. Just wanna spend the rest of this miserable life how I want. Doin’ whatever I want. You and me, against the world. That’s how I wanna spend it.”

I win.

You wanted to tell him. Tell him that you wanted to spend it exactly the same. That you needed no one and nothing but him. But you were a coward, that’s what you were. “I don’t think future Mrs. Wife wouldn’t like that very much.” He smiled, god his smile, those dimples… Lost. You feel lost. Without him, you’ll feel lost. “Bold of you to assume that my future wife won’t want you there instead of you being the wife herself.” Joke. All jokes. Not funny Jj. How dare does he takes my only purpose in life and shove it to my face like it’s some super funny joke? Screw him. I love him. So goddamn much. “Yeah. Real bold.” He noticed your frown, just like how he notices everything. “I’m serious. Pogue for life, yeah? If my foreign wife doesn’t want an og ‘round us, she can piss off.” Lies. You don’t believe him. He’s gonna dump his wife for you? Bullshit. “You’re ridiculous, it’s the woman you’re gonna marry we’re talking about. You’re gonna leave your wife for me?” Oh god how you wish he did. He doesn’t even have a wife and now you’re jealous of an imaginary person. Great. “Like I said I can’t leave my wife for my wife, peach.” Same joke. Still not funny. “You’re not funny Jay.” “Oh I agree, I’m not jokin’ whatsoever. I seriously doubt anyone’s gonna ever take me as a husband and well…sorry to tell you this but you’re stuck with me.” I wanna be stuck with you, talk straight, tell you that I can’t be stuck with you because I want you by my side anyway. But I can’t.

There’s things I wanna say to you

But I’ll just let you live

Like if you hold me without hurting me

You’ll be the first who ever did

Don’t know what he’ll do, what he’ll say. I mean it’s not like you know what’s he’s gonna do ever but this is different. If you tell him the truth would he leave you? See now, that’s the day where you’d die. Jj is not just Jj. He’s you. He’s everything that makes you, you. And maybe it’s stupid and crazy to give someone this much meaning but it doesn’t seem that crazy when it comes to him. Because with your entire existence, you love him. With every bone in your body, you adore him. Maybe it’s trauma bonding…because you get it. Dad sucked, just like his. And you know exactly how he feels every time another punch lands on his face by his own father. The man who gave him life. It’s understandable that he doesn’t believe in love. You didn’t either. Until you met him. Until you realized what a perfect fucking boy he is. He is going to be yours, he doesn’t have a choice. It’s an exaggeration or maybe not, who gives a shit? He’s the only thing in this fucked up world that’s makes you feel fulfilled. He’s like a drug. Makes you feel good. Makes him feel good. But in the end of the day you both know you’re bad for each other. So? Who gives a fuck? You’re both fucked up, perfect pairing, perfect partners. At least you have each other’s backs. His dad gets abusive? You’re there to comfort him. Your dad gets abusive? He’s there to comfort you. He’s drunk and having a panic attack? You ran to him, you’re his way out. You’re gonna binge or do the exact opposite? He’s your only way out. His mom isn’t in the picture. And yours is just barely. See? Soulmates.

There’s things I wanna talk about

But better not to give

But if you hold me without hurting me

You’ll be the first who ever did

You hated him. Hated how much you love him and how unconditionally you loved him. How much you changed for him. How you did everything he said and wanted. How you served him. How much you liked doing it. And how you’re gonna keep doing it no matter what happens.

Hold me, love me, touch me, honey

Be the first who ever did

I mean, he’s gonna leave. Everyone leaves. Until then you want him by your side. He can do what he wants, you only have one request from him and that is his love. He’s worth it. Because if he holds you without hurting you, he’ll really be the first who ever did.

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inbarfink · 1 year ago

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In the field of ‘seemingly-innocuous weird DHMIS gags that might be a hint of darker Lore’, I honestly feel like it’s worthwhile to pay attention to the Lamp’s idea of an Afterlife in ‘Death’.

Well, something tells me that when we die, we go into the center of the earth. Well, it's not quite the center. It's in-between the core and the surface. And we must re-live our lives but as a performance, for a new super-race called the Council. And every time you get it right, you get a pound!

First and foremost, because I feel it connects very well to the themes of the show. DHMIS is very much about creativity and art. It loves to play with Fourth-Wall-Breaks and using the conventions of television for horror and/surrealism. On some level the characters are already forced to perform a crude recreation of reality for an invisible and inscrutable audience. Because they are characters on a TV Show we're watching

A major part of the show's themes can be summarized somewhat-facetiously as ‘being a fictional children’s show character is Hell’. So maybe it can also be true on a more literal level?

And also, we already saw the Trio get a pound in the show, didn’t we?

Within the standalone context of ‘Jobs’, this is clearly just another Capitalism Joke. But I think it can still be a Capitalism Joke that also has a hidden second meaning?

Cause, like, I keep thinking of the Implications of the Trio getting a pound at the end of ‘Jobs’ and no other episode. Assuming anything about the Lamp's council theory is accurate. And there’s two major ways I can read it, two major ways you can say ‘Jobs’ differ from the rest of the show.

You could argue that ‘Jobs’ is the narrative that is the most ‘satirical mirror to the real-world’ out of all of the DHMIS’s TV Show Episodes. With all of the characters (eventually) slotting into the roles they’re ‘supposed’ to play in this workspace environment.

It especially stands in contrast to ‘Death’, where the entire plot resolves in all three of them refusing to actually play along with this crude facsimile of what death is supposed to be. Both Red and Yellow brought their dead loved one back in their own way and Duck basically annoyed his way back into the world of the living. As far as trying to recreate the living world as a performance goes - ‘Death’ will certainly count as a failure.

The other episodes are a bit less obvious but there’s certainly an argument for why the Trio might’ve ‘gotten it wrong’. Like, you can’t actually physically extract the insecurities that you’ve accidentally allowed to worm their way into your friend’s brain through your constant mistreatment of him with tweezers. They might’ve been ‘penalized’ for treating this metaphorical situation too literally or something?

It’s also possible episodes like ‘Family’ and ‘Friendship’ were penalized simply for being wrong for whatever kind of ordinary life the Trio lived before ending up in this puppety hell. Like, maybe in the ‘real world’ Red Guy was a lazy manager and Yellow and Duck were factory workers - but they weren’t really friends or family back when they were alive.

So Lily and Todney were like tools to try and push them closer to the kind of family life they actually used to have. And had they just accepted it, they would’ve gotten that second pound - but by rejecting it and reaffirming the bond they forged in this felt purgatory, they actually ‘got it wrong’.

But this reading is based on the assumption that before the trio died and came into being in this Puppety Hellscape they were fairly ordinary people who lived an ordinary life in a world much like our own. But there is another option - that is, that before the trio’s death they were in the DHMIS Web Series.

Because what is actually the most distinctive and decisive difference between the ‘Jobs’ episode and the rest of DHMIS TV? I can make up theories about the trio’s lives and how the different episodes may or may not reflect them - but one thing I can be certain of is this - ‘Jobs’ is the one episode of DHMIS TV which basically sticks to the formula of the Webshow.

That’s the episode where the trio gets pulled into a wild ‘educational’ adventure via a song from an anthropomorphic object...

That gets progressively more ominous

Until it climax in a wild flash of gore

And then flops them right back into their house, at the end of the song, with nothing to show for it but Trauma.

The important thing here is the characters lack of power and agency against the teachers. Every other episode of the TV Show has something more subversive happening to the teachers - such as the Students bullying them and driving them away-

Or killing them -

Or at least watching as someone else kills them.

As well as generally act with more agency and having more effect on the Plot. All of these are things that - if the Trio were tasked with reliving and recreating the Webshow - would obviously ’penalize’ them. By having more agency and being less helpless against the teachers - they are ‘losing’ under the judgement of the council.

Hell! The 'Jobs' song is also the only 'Teacher Song' that technically lasts the whole episode - just like the songs on the Webshow!

This would also add an extra dimension to the metaphor. Like, obviously the idea of being eternally doomed to try and recreate reality to the judgment of unknowable overlords can be some angle of a metaphor for the creative process and thus for the creation of DHMIS as a whole. But this is also also has an angle of adaptation? The pound might represent the creators' anxiety that their TV adaption will only be successful if they stick as closely as possible to the original Web Show and don’t try new things like they did in every other episode?

#don't hug me i'm scared #don't hug me #i'm scared #dont hug me im scared #dhmis #dhmis tv series #dhmis web series #dhmis theory #dhmis tv show #dhmis analysis #dhmis jobs #dhmis death

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schrijverr · 4 months ago

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Tomorrow Will Be Different 16

Chapter 16 out of 26

Instead of managing to meet up later, Oliver has to keep running with Akio. The only way to keep them safe is to go public with Oliver being alive, leaving him back home in charge of Akio, while Tatsu and Maseo are still in the wind

In this chapter, the news about the boat breaks, signaling that Shrieve has been arrest. However, it can't be without its complications.

On AO3.

Ships: none

Warnings: vague mentions of human experimentation (Ivo)

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Chapter 16: No Comment on the Survivors

Oliver has been enjoying lunch with Laurel, despite some of the rougher moments. He is glad he reached out to her to try and mend their friendship. She has never been afraid to push him and her firm worry and questioning keeps him grounded in reality.

However, when he spots Akio in the corner of his eye, his attention is immediately drawn away. He gets up and hurries over, kneeling down in front of him, he puts his fingers on Akio’s chin, so he can maneuver his head around to check him over for injuries.

“What are you doing here?” he asks, worried. “Did something happen?”

Akio easily bats his hands away, saying: “I am fine. Nothing happened.”

Oliver looks over to Diggle for confirmation, who luckily gives him more information. “You stopped replying to his texts after telling him you were going here for lunch. He says he got bored and wanted to see you, but I think he got worried.”

“I did not get worried,” Akio argues, glaring at Diggle for giving him away.

At the reveal, Oliver softens slightly. However, he is still aware of Laurel’s words and her presence right behind him. He doesn’t want to validate her earlier words. “Akio, I was having lunch with a friend, Laurel,” he gestures to her. “If you were bored you could have gone to Thea, if Diggle didn’t want to play with you.”

“It is not the same,” Akio pouts, then changes the subject in an obvious ploy to get out of the conversation. “Laurel? Is she the friend that is complicated?”

“Complicated?” Laurel repeats, falling into his trap.

Oliver isn’t sure he wants to have this conversation, but he didn’t want to have the other one either. He can’t very well berate Akio when seeing him released a tension in his muscles. He wasn’t lying when he said they’re working on it, they’re successful most of the time, just not all of the time.

Before he can consider jumping in, Akio has already answered: “Yes, it’s because you were good friends, but then he did something stupid and now you guys weren’t friends anymore and you never talked about it. But I guess he took my advice, since you’re friends again now.”

Laurel is amused by Akio’s account of their history and delights in further questioning her agreeable witness. “And what was your advice?”

“That when you do something stupid you say sorry and make up for it and then you both agree to forget about it.”

“Thank you for that, Akio,” Oliver interrupts, before it can get further out of hand. He ignores how Diggle is almost certainly laughing at him, Laurel too probably.

“Told you, you could try,” Akio tells him.

“Yeah, buddy, you were right,” Oliver agrees. “But Laurel has to get back to her work now. So why don’t you say goodbye and then I’ll go pay and we can get out of here and do something fun together.”

“Can we go to the theme park again?” Akio asks, eyes sparkling.

“I think Speedy will get mad if we go without her again, but we can go to the normal park or the library,” Oliver offers, feeling bad about not agreeing, but knowing that by the time they get there, the theme park will be practically closed and that’ll be more disappointing.

“Alright,” Akio pouts.

“You know what, I’ll take you to an arcade. How does that sound?” Oliver says, because Akio has him wrapped around his little fingers.

“What is an arcade?”

“All those video games and you never heard of an arcade?” Oliver retorts.

“It has games?” Akio asks, sounding thrilled at the thought.

“It sure has. Now say bye to Laurel.”

“Bye, Laurel, it was nice to meet you,” Akio says politely, adding a little bow.

“Goodbye, Akio, it was nice to meet you too,” Laurel replies, looking absolutely charmed. Oliver gets it, Akio is a surprisingly charming kid for how mean he can be sometimes.

With that Laurel leaves again for her job, promising to keep in contact. Then Oliver pays and along with Diggle, they set out the arcade, where Akio goes wild for a few hours. He beats Oliver at everything except the shooter games.

The rest of the week proceeds fairly normal.

Thea does sneak out Akio one time to take him to the theme park by enlisting Tommy’s help, who tells Oliver about it behind both their backs. Tommy also makes sure Diggle is with them. Oliver is very grateful to him for that. Out of everyone, he has opened up the most about his worries to Tommy, who doesn’t really understand, but respects and helps. Tommy is a good friend like that.

As the next two weeks pass, Akio starts working seriously on his classes again. In their letters his parents called it vacation and Oliver has gone along with it too, because that was the easiest. Akio never fully bought it, but embraced it.

However, with his parents being found coming closer, he wants to catch up on classes to impress them. Or at least show them that he’s been behaving himself.

It’s heartbreaking yet adorable.

After his classes with Shado and the year in Hong Kong, Oliver can help somewhat when it comes to Mandarin, but Akio is already pretty good at that. It’s the more STEM courses that they collectively fail at.

When they’re sitting at the table, trying to do math together, Oliver tells himself to marry someone who is good at this stuff, because he sucks and will never be able to help any child he’ll have in the future.

He feels like he should be good at math and physics, he always uses it when shooting his bow and when fighting. However, that is instinctual and his teaching had been more spiritual, not this science stuff.

But the two of them get through it with a lot of help from google and a few tears on both their parts.

Then on Thursday morning the news breaks: The boat that held Oliver Queen has been located, most of the crew dead after a mistake with a bio weapon they were testing on their prisoners, no comment on the survivors as of yet.

Oliver is actually sleeping when the news hits. Nightmares had been plaguing so he’d been up till 5:00, which means he rolls out of bed at 8:30, surprised he slept as much as he did after that.

He checks up on Akio, who is still asleep, before making his way downstairs for breakfast. His mom and sister are already sitting there and Oliver pauses at the morose atmosphere hanging over them. Cautious and confused, he greets: “Good morning,” trying to gauge what’s happening.

“God, Ollie,” Thea cries, getting up from her seat and flying into his arms.

Oliver catches her with ease, holding her close to him and letting her bury her head in his neck as she sniffles. He turns his frown to his mom, asking: “What’s going on?”

Moira looks close to how she sounded over the phone, though she is obviously trying to project strength. “The ship that- that held you. It has been found.”

Fuck, Amanda could have given him a heads up about that. Though, he probably isn’t a priority within all the mess. Still, Lyla could’ve called Dig.

“Oh,” is all he manages, mentally trying to shift gears as quickly as he can for this performance.

“The news said they were testing stuff on the people they were holding,” Thea tells him tearfully, before whispering: “Were you- were you experimented on?”

Oliver tries to find a convincing act, calling on his experience with Ivo to give them something authentic. It’s only when he thinks about it, that he realizes it never was a lie. With everything that has happened to him, he forgot he actually was a captive on a ship that experimented on humans for a bit there.

The realization gives him a pause. He’d borrowed parts of his story for the press from Sara, but he never fully felt a part of them. She’d been on the Amazo, he’d been on Lian Yu, the fact that they collided never fully registered in that sense.

“Ollie?” Thea asks softly, likely scared she’d broken him.

“I’m okay,” he manages an unconvincing smile. “I- I guess they- uhm, they did. I’ve tried to forget… Repress, maybe.”

He clears his throat, not even having to fake pushing down the tears. Being reminded of everything that happened on the Amazo is enough to make him nearly down in the grief. However, he pushes through, not feeling like breaking down. “Did the news say anything about Tatsu and Maseo?”

When he asks, Oliver already knows the answer, so he feels a little guilty as he watches both faces fall.

It is Moira, who bites the bullet and says: “They say most of the crew is dead after an accident involving a bio weapon. There has been no comment about the survivors.”

“Of course,” Oliver says, not having to pretend to be disappointed. He knew the news wasn’t going to say anything, but he still hoped they would have, because if they had that means Tatsu and Maseo have already been located.

Before Moira or Thea can try to comfort him or try to make it better, they’re interrupted by Akio entering the room. Both his mom and sister stiffen. Oliver can’t blame him, if he didn’t know that the two Yamashiros had a high chance of being alive, he also wouldn’t want to have this conversation.

“Sleep well, buddy?” he asks, filling the sudden hush that had fallen over the room with Akio’s arrival.

“Yes…” Akio replies cautiously, having paused upon entering, probably picking up on the weird vibes. “Why are you looking weird?”

“They found the boat, Akio. It was on the news this morning,” Oliver answers, making sure his tone sounds on the right side of breaking potentially damning news for his mom and sister, while also not too much to make Akio worry.

Akio lights up at the news, which is understandable, demanding: “Did they find Otōsan and Okāsan?”

Moira and Thea are both looking at him, not wanting to be the one to have to tell Akio about the accident. Oliver is glad for their reluctance now, because he needs to have this conversation properly. Him and Akio discussed the act after Oliver briefed him on the story, and talked about how they would communicate should others be listening in.

Oliver makes his way over to him, squatting down in front of him as he has done many times before. He ensures Akio is looking in his eyes, putting as much reassurance in them as he can. “I heard there has been an accident on board. Some of the people died, but there are survivors, Akio.”

“Did Otōsan and Okāsan survive?” Akio asks, voice small.

Oliver isn’t sure how much of an act this is, but it doesn’t matter either way. He assures him: “I am going to make all the calls I need and we’ll know what happened to your parents soon, okay? We’re going to get them back here, if not today, then tomorrow. Remember, tomorrow will be different.”

“Tomorrow will be different,” Akio repeats, a small tentative smile tugging at his lips.

“Yeah, that’s it,” Oliver agrees, smiling back. “Now let’s get some breakfast so we have the energy to figure out our next steps.”

Akio matches the enthusiasm Oliver injected into his voice and eagerly makes his way over to the table so they can get breakfast over with and onto bringing his parents home.

Moira and Thea look on, both still caught in their own upset after having learned about what Oliver supposedly went through for a year. Though, Oliver does recognize that look of judgment in his mother’s face that is similar to when they first arrived here. She probably thinks he’s giving Akio too much hope.

Oliver doesn’t feel like getting into it with her or risking giving anything away by convincing her he isn’t needlessly setting Akio up for heartbreak.

There are still insecurities in his own mind of course. Tatsu and Maseo could have been made and silently killed the past month, Shrieve can have them stowed somewhere to use as leverage now that he’s been caught, or they can be caught up in something else after an attempt to escape, or not hear about the news at all and not come out of hiding.

However, Oliver sees no use in focusing on those what ifs. He knows Tatsu and he knows Maseo, and he knows what they will do for Akio, what they will push through, what they will survive for him. He needs to believe they’ll be located soon.

So, he stuffs his face with breakfast quite quickly, much like Akio is, mentally planning the next steps.

Diggle will surely come in after the news has hit, bringing the satellite phone so Oliver can call Amanda and demand an update. Maybe he’ll have heard from Lyla, before getting here. So, then they will have more information. Once they have that, they can plan more.

He also quickly checks the news on his phone, trying to see what has been released and what the media is focusing on.

His own story has been re-plastered on every front page and the photos there are of Akio are back in circulation. One thing he knows for certain, is that he’ll keep Akio inside, he doesn’t need to deal with the interest, especially now that the media is going crazy with the new revelations about the part Oliver hadn’t spoken about before.

Even with how his return was publicized, he still isn’t used to being in the spotlight again. Now, he can’t imagine why he ever liked being the media darling of Starling City and he hopes the stories dies down again soon. Maybe a big company can have a financial scandal or something, ease some of the pressure.

He’s snapped out of his thoughts by the landline ringing. He doesn’t expect any of his contacts to call him through there, however, he doesn’t want to risk any information slipping by him or having to hear it second hand from his mom, so he jumps up.

Picking up the phone, he makes sure to take a deep breath so his voice is level before he says: “Oliver Queen, speaking.”

“Mr. Queen,” Lyla’s voice comes over the speaker, making him frown because he told her to call him Oliver. “I am agent Smith and I’m part of a task force that has been working on locating your captors. I’m sure you’ve heard the news about the boat you were held on being found.”

“I’ve heard about that, yes,” Oliver plays along, not sure where this is coming from but not wanting to blow her cover. “Is there something you need from me or is this to inform me, agent Smith?”

“There are a few things we need clarification on,” Lyla says pleasantly, but Oliver can hear a thrum of something in her voice. “To make it easy for you, the SCPD has let us use a room. We request you come down to the local police precinct to answer a few questions.”

Oliver’s mind is spinning with possible reasons for this sudden addition to their story, but all the questions he has, he can’t ask. So, he just answers: “Of course. I’ll make my way over as soon as I can.”

“Thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Queen,” Lyla tells him. “I’ll see you soon.”

“Yes, see you soon,” Oliver replies, hanging up in a daze.

Still standing next to the phone is how Diggle finds him seconds later. When he spots Oliver, he winces apologetically. “I’m sorry, Oliver. I tried to get here before she called.”

Diggle knows what’s going on, Oliver’s brain immediately registers that and he snaps into focus, asking: “What’s happening?”

“It’s turned into more of a thing than expected, Waller’s being monitored. I don’t have the details, but this was the only way to get into contact with you,” Diggle says. “Just go along with it.”

“Alright,” Oliver nods sharply. That he can do. “Be right back,” he tells Diggle.

Quickly popping his head back into the dining room, he says: “They need me to come to the police precinct to ask me a few questions. Can you two look after Akio? I would leave Dig here, but I suspect it’ll be a circus out there.”

“Why do they need to question you?” Moira frowns, suspicious. “Should I call our lawyer?”

“Nothing serious, just clarifying a few details,” Oliver assures her. “Please, don’t make a statement to the press and keep Akio away from those vultures.” When Moira promises she will, he turns to Akio. “Behave, stay out of sight and I’ll tell you all I know when I get back.”

“Okay,” Akio agrees immediately, not even protesting about wanting to come. It’s similar to when they were hiding out in Hong Kong. Oliver cherishes his trust and vows to get him home as soon as he can.

With that, he leaves the house, Diggle behind him.

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michaels-office-hours · 8 months ago

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So… I recently found a streamer called F1nnster? And that guy is making me think way too much about things.

(I wouldn’t be tying him into this post if it weren’t for the fact he’s funny and I think needs more recognition.)

Gonna put under the cut cause man alive this is a long rant and I’m gonna be rambling.

Keep scrolling! Enjoy your day! Go get some hot coco! Hope you know you’re loved.🫰🏻

Ok. Now onto my existential crisis.

So… he started by cross dressing as a joke. Small at first. Then it became “girl month”. Then it be a,e people paying him donos to meet the goal to keep girlmonth going. Then it became all the time. Then it became him quietly taking HRT. And now he’s out as Gender-fluid (I’m still using he/him cause he said he still feels like majority “boy” which I feel that man)

How does this tie into me? Well……

Jewels in the latter half of 2022 started wearing more button up shirts, and jeans and belts. Kinda business casual… but also really masc. and a lot of hoodies. I’ll admit? That was me XD. She didn’t know about us at that point, so Olivia and I were getting a bit desperate to get her attention. She’d literally go from full on dress and cutesie, to hoodie and looking masc one second later. It was hilarious.

Me and Olivia still do that between ourselves.

I’ve been host for a while now… and the way I dress really shows it. I have short hair, Jewels used to have it down to her waste. Haven’t had that for nearly two years. I legit have MatPat hair most of the time! lol.

People will walk up and say sir if I keep my mouth shut. My voice is pretty much the only thing that gives it away.

Which is why F1nnster and all makes me think too much.

Since I’ve been online, I see the trans community, and it itches my brain. I’m not a man. I’m just a guy. I got over the manly man thing before I joined the system XD. But… I do get body dysphoria. I freak out at the sound of my own voice, because it really is a woman’s, no mistaking that no matter what I try.

But… this body also isn’t mine. Or… if you wanna get specific? It’s not only mine.

I share it. With both Olivia and Jewels. Both of which are fem presenting, or VERY feminine.

Jewels has issues with her voice because of bullying… but doesn’t want to change it that much, or her body.

Olivia’s voice is Jewels’ but pitched up even higher, and with a more feminine flair. And she sometimes gets a bit of dysphoria the other direction, because we aren’t the most curvy or conventionally pretty girl… (I beg to differ. And in fact most people rave about how we’re gorgeous if Olivia picks the outfit… soooo. With the long hair people thought we were a celebrity or something.)

In both cases? I’d rather die than take something from either of them.

Because of messed up alter stuff? I know what it’s like to have someone else running you like a puppet, and you have no control over your own body. I hate that I’m even host sometimes, robbing Jewels of her own body, I couldn’t imagine trying to make it more comfortable just because I’m a little uncomfortable.

And I’ve heard voices on T? They aren’t really what I want. I want the extra deep, smooth, voice. … I doubt I could get that from the starting point I have. And I would hate to never hear Olivia’s voice again… that’s some of the reason I’m still here… cause she said one thing. I couldn’t do that.

Btw. This isn’t an anti trans post in the slightest.

It’s more of a … “y’all make it look so nice, I wish I could. But it’d mean giving up things that means so much to people really close to me so I can’t. I’m so interested in it. But man it makes brain itch in weird ways I don’t need to think about”

I hope y’all can live your dreams. I- can’t. Heh.

Am I screaming into the void in a vague attempt that someone will tell me I can have my cake and eat it too? No nooooo not at all/sarcasm drools on the floor in a desperate attempt to sound normal

I love my fellow headmates too much to make them give something up for my two second, three years, or even life of glory. Cause either won’t be host all the time. Things change. And I know how much this hurts. I’d rather take that pain forever than ever give it to my girls.

Ok so I’ve been rambling a while. Gonna shut up and actually get something to eat and stop beating myself up and daydreaming about the impossible now XD

#system booting…#animatronic vent alert #trigger talk?#trans #?#idk if I should tag that

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frostedfaves · 2 years ago

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Two Avengers Walk Into A Bar...

Masterlist

Pairing: Natasha Romanoff x Wanda Maximoff x fem!reader

Summary: Natasha and Wanda are finally given a chance with their favorite bartender, which happened to be her only option anyway. (a continuation of this)

Warnings: 18+ ONLY as always, dark!fic, implied stalking, mental manipulation

A/N: so I still haven’t finished the dark!wandanat fic set in westview but it might not be too long! I’ve been in the writing mood lately, which led me to this. btw I recommend reading the first part I tagged above before you start this one (even if you have already, since it’s from over a year ago lol)

“Is it bad that I didn’t recognize you as Avengers until I saw your names written next to your numbers?” you ask suddenly, laughing a bit at Wanda’s expression.

“Are you serious?!”

“Extremely.”

The three of you were seated at a circular table in a far corner of a restaurant you’d only seen through the large glass windows. Your chairs were positioned so that all of you were an equal distance away from each other, and you were slightly intimidated with the way their eyes were glued to you the whole time. If you were being completely honest, you partially wondered if all of this was just an elaborate buildup to a one-night-only threesome inquiry.

“I just assumed you were trying to avoid making us uncomfortable,” Natasha suggests with a shrug, careful not to spill wine from the glass she’s holding in one hand above the table. “Or that you only knew our ‘heroic’ titles.”

“I don’t know what gave you the impression that I’m chill around famous people.” Your dates laugh and you can’t help the grin that forms. “But you’re right that I only know your hero names. I’ve seen you on the news once or twice but I try not to rely on reporters to tell me what you’re really up to.”

“According to the media, I am a mass murderer,” Wanda mumbles while poking at her entree with her fork.

“I’m sure they’re wrong. Your job is to help people, not hurt them.”

“What if they aren’t entirely wrong?” she presses further, making eye contact with you again. “What if I help some and hurt others?”

“Oh.” You take a bite from your own plate, pretending to mull it over as you chew and swallow. “Well, I’m sure you had your reasons.”

The two women break out into louder laughter than before, but still maintaining their volume to avoid attention from others. You happily join them, grateful you read the situation right and contributed to their joke in a way that pleased them. After all, two high-profile Avengers murdering people by choice seemed very unlikely.

You were taken home that night, walked to your apartment door and left behind with a kiss lingering on each cheek. Texting was sporadic as can be expected with two people that regularly save the world, but you didn’t expect the two of them to be hovering over you and shaking you awake a week later.

“Sorry to come in unannounced but our calls weren’t going through and you weren’t answering the buzzer,” Wanda explains as they give you room to sit up. “We had to make sure you were alive before we shared the good news.”

“Good news?” you question in a groggy tone.

“Tony Stark has a job offer for you -- on-call bartender.”

“Wait, Tony Stark...like the one you work with?”

“Yes, our coworker,” Natasha responds with a chuckle. “The job of getting rid of bad guys doesn’t really come with a set schedule, so we never know when we’re all going to be home at the same time. When we are, we like to throw little celebrations to help the team relax and enjoy themselves as some of our missions can be physically and mentally exhausting. We need someone who can be available for those nights.”

“Does that mean I’d be living at the Avengers compound with you?”

“Yep. Free housing and Tony pays well, so you’d make your usual monthly amount each night.”

“Under any other circumstances I’d accept immediately, but I have some concerns.”

“What’s on your mind?” Wanda pulls one of your hands into hers and you feel tension melting away as her thumb runs along your knuckles.

“I mean we just started dating and I’m already going to be living with you. What if we end up not working out? Won’t it be awkward to be that close all the time, especially if it ends on bad terms?”

“I understand your concern,” Natasha sighs. “Despite how much we’ve already grown to care for you, we’re still capable of being respectful and professional, should anything happen between us in that way.”

“No matter what happens, we wouldn’t want to come between you and your job,” Wanda assures you and Natasha agrees with a nod.

“We’d also prefer you work there, as you’d be much safer with us than in a dimly lit building with disgusting grandpas that can’t respect personal space or hold their liquor.”

“Yeah, I don’t exactly enjoy walking home in the middle of the night either...”

“Let us do this for you then...and we promise to protect your heart no matter what happens.”

Wanda positions her free hand at your eye level with only her pinky up, and you can’t help but laugh as you curl your own around hers. Her thumb comes up next to connect with yours and a big grin returns to your face as she leans in to kiss your knuckles. Natasha insists on doing the same and the two of them sandwich you into a hug in between them, just sitting in the calm silence with you for a minute or two before pulling away.

“Okay, call your boss,” Wanda instructs as she grabs your phone from your nightstand. “And then we can help you start packing when you’re done!”

You happily agree and take your phone before you leave the room, Natasha nudging Wanda as you exit, who faces her with red fading from her eyes.

“How are we going to convince the team that we aren’t moving too fast?”

“Same way I convinced her.” Wanda gestures to you in the hallway with a grin.

Another week had passed since your (now officially labeled) girlfriends presented you with the job offer, and you’d managed to get everything packed in your tiny apartment and ready to go for their arrival with the promised moving truck. You’d planned on asking your nearest neighbors to help (it was your turn for a favor anyway), but Wanda insisted she could get everything downstairs herself in one trip.

You’re waiting for them to arrive now, sitting on the slightly dangerous balcony connected to your living room, when you spot the pair down below. They’re standing in front of the building next to yours, speaking with the man you assume is the landlord when Natasha shakes his hand, and you catch him slipping keys and cash into his pockets.

Wanda notices you before you can look away and you attempt a smile as she tilts her head slightly, narrowed eyes focused on you even as she wraps an arm around Natasha’s waist and uses her powers to fly over to you. You stand immediately and leave the balcony door open for them as you step inside.

“You’re earlier than I expected,” you mention with a slightly nervous laugh directed toward a box you finish taping, your back to them as you hear them enter. “I thought I had a little more time with the place before I had to say goodbye.”

“Look at me.”

You follow the instruction delivered in a firm tone instantly, feeling a shiver run down your spine at the sight of Wanda’s glowing eyes. Her hand does a twisting motion and you’re pulled across the room, suddenly inches away from her menacing stare and scrambling to form a coherent thought.

“You didn’t see anything.”

“Are you ever going to join us, love?”

You blink rapidly as you take in what used to be your apartment, unrecognizable with all of your furniture, boxes and clothes removed from the space. Your search across the room ends at the doorway Natasha’s standing in, brow raised.

“Are you feeling alright?”

“Yeah, I just...” You clear your throat quickly and laugh. “Yeah, I’m sorry. I guess I just got distracted while doing a final walkthrough.”

“Well, we only have the truck for another hour so let’s get out of here.” She crosses the room and grabs your hand, kissing the back of it before she starts to drag you out of the apartment. “You worry me sometimes.”

With the way you’d been losing track of time lately and no explanation for it yet, you were becoming just as worried.

#natasha romanoff x wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #natasha romanoff x reader #dark!wandanat x reader #wandanat x reader #frosty's dark!fics

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obscure-imagines · 4 years ago

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(*horror genre/smut warning*)

-where do I even start with this dude

-he’s highly intelligent, so boy isn’t going to fall for you easily

-in fact, he will aggressively attempt not to fall for you

-What if you get put in a heart game together or he has to kill you, or maybe you’ll just die- it’s a dangerous world out there

-no, he wouldn’t WANT to like you

-but fuck, every time you’re in the room his eyes are drawn to you

-Trust issue baby

-Opening up to you? not any time soon, that’s for sure :)

-it would take ages for him to even approach you

-he might not, boy has control of himself

-no, talking to him would either be on you to make happen, or accidental

-maybe you somehow end up at a game together

-and you approach him, sticking to his side for most of the game, one taste of you is all it takes

-he can’t just ignore you anymore

-especially since you’re around all the time (The Beach is an odd place, and you’re looking all cute in your beach outfit-)

-he likes to be on his game, 100% of the time

-and being with you is a distraction

-he kind of hates it, but he’s addicted to you too

-the first night you end up cuddling, after a trying game where you weren’t sure if you both made it out alive, Chishiya admits to himself he can’t live without you

-with you asleep, curled up in his arms, he knows he has to make the best of whatever time you both have left

-boy low key sucks at the idea of a relationship though

-thinks of them like a game

-and winning- well, winning is the end goal eh? ;)

-kind of a little nympho tbh

-quickie king

-hates pda, in fact, probably wont even let people know you’re dating, it’s a weakness, it means people can use you against him-

-play with his hair

-he’ll pretend to hate it, but he secretly loves it when your fingers are threading through his strands

-he’s pretty intense

-pretty needy, if he wants something, he’s going to get it: even if it’s your attention, or a kiss

-yeah, baby boy needs some kisses

-and cuddles

-and hugs

-he’ll pretend not to enjoy them as much as he does, but let’s be real, touch starved honey likes being held

-he watches himself fall deeper and deeper in love with you and it sucks because he’s terrified you’ll die/be hurt, but it also pushes him to want to win even more

-keeps you close at all times because you’re the most important thing in the world to him

-you’d be the good angel on his shoulder, and if you’re lucky he’ll listen to you... sometimes, but he’s still a dick head

-it’s kill or be killed, he tries to drill that into your brain

-the type to cup your face and look into your eyes before every game, doesn’t need to TELL YOU he loves you, you can both feel it

-low key, probably will take FOREVER to say ‘i love you’ for the first time, because saying it makes it real

-He almost pays more attention to your visa than his own

-very protective of you

-hates it whenever Niragi is around

-low key keeps note of people who piss him off in regard to you, maybe some guy was rude to you, or tried to dance with you at The Beach, regardless, Chishiya will remember and bide his time to get revenge

-is he ever not planning something?

-boy plans super far in advance, and sometimes, if you’re lucky, he’ll talk with you about all the moving pieces in his mind

-philosophical talks about the game and why you were both chosen etc...

-oddly enough, lots of cuddles, play with his fingers, show him affection

-cute boy brings you little gifs he finds, a flower that reminded him of you, chocolates, etc...

-he’s actually a pretty great boyfriend because he views everything as a game, like, he wants to be WINNING the boyfriend game fam

-lets get into some fun smutty stuff

-real talk, boy gives me some lazy pillow princess vibes

-but he’s also pretty intense

-I think he’d favour balanced positions

-so spooning sex where he can have his arms around you

-he’ll let you ride it, in fact, loves to watch you ride him

-big watcher boy, loves having something pretty to look at

-mirrors could be fun

-he’s really down for most things

-not hella verbal, can dirty talk but prefers not to

-down for some good old fashioned choking, but won’t ever go too hard on you

-he’s a good switch, that’s my opinion on it

-but any control you have, you have because he’s giving it to you, so don’t forget that

-because all it would take is one sassy remark and he could flip you from behind on top, to being on your back, with your wrists pinned to your chest

-tease boy

-likes to make you shiver

-likes to make you beg for it

-wants you to be whining for him

-lazy, but Chishiya does enjoy power

-home made sex toys anyone? i mean, leave it to this dude to find a vibrator that works during the legit semi apocalypse (or whatever u want to even call the mess that is shadow Tokyo and The Games)

-if you’re super nice, he might let you wear his fun hoodies

-someone, ANYONE, mark this man’s neck up

-low key, as i’ve said, would want to keep your relationship pretty secret, so if you mark up his neck- boy is going to have some explaining to do

-maybe you can bring out the super dom Chishiya

-like... mad Chishiya? are we ready for him? I think not.

-those collarbones- if you even tease and nip at them a little, man is going to grab your hair roughly, fight me on this

-finding lots of places to secretly hug and talk and kiss

-it’s hard for him sometimes to not stand next to you at meetings, because he wants to hold your hand : (

-soft boy

-get used to the sass master

-he’s.... well, he lies, he gaslights, he’s that kind of dude, but with you he sticks to white lies, catch him telling one and he’ll be impressed

-i’m not going to lie and say this would be sunshine and rainbows

-The Game makes trust difficult, especially because the heart games can be so brutal

-but once you both trust each other, fully, this is a power couple

-Chishiya has that confidence-

-honestly? good luck to all us Chishiya simps tbh

#chishiya #shuntaro chishiya #chishiya imagine #shuntaro chishiya imagine #chishiya x reader #alice in borderland #alice in borderland imagine #alice in borderland fanfic #alice in borderland x reader #nijiro murakami #dating would include #dating chishiya #chishiya smut #chishiya shuntaro smut #shuntaro chishiya smut #shuntaro chishiya x reader

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elysianslove · 4 years ago

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Hewwooo! This ask just came into my mind and I wanted to share. So Yuuji has a girlfriend that is a civilian and at first Sukuna is annoyed by her but as time passed he starts to take a like on her since she's always so nice to him despite him being a curse. And he's just so confused about his feelings because him being the king of curses falling for a weakling? Ridiculous. I want to read your interpretation of this idc if its hcs or scenario. Do whatever you like❤

hi my love!! i really hope you like this!! i made it into headcanons so i can go over a larger span of time more smoothly, so i hope that’s okay!

i’m getting so many sukuna requests hell yes 🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️🏃🏻‍♀️

okay so let’s make it that you’re yuuji’s gf from before he ate sukuna’s finger ( yeah btw wtf is up with your bf ??? )

he called you as soon as they’d announced the death of his grandpa, because it had felt like you were the last family he had left. seriously you’re his whole world

you’re there when megumi starts explaining stuff about how this finger’s super dangerous and people will die you and yuuji are like 😃✋🏼 wha

but also so unbothered bc he can’t be serious

turns out he is serious laugh out loud

yuuji makes you go home as you’re at the school gate and you’re like mf what??? no???? i’m not leaving you??

he ends up making you wait and then he just never comes back

megumi explains everything to you

but again you’re like 😃✋🏼 pause wtf

you keep texting him and calling him and he’s not responding you’d be angry at him if you weren’t so fucking worried

and so eventually he finds you again

after eating sukuna’s second finger (again, what the fuck sir)

now megumi had told you he was now like ? possessed ? by a curse? it sounded like gibberish to you tbh and it was the last thing you were thinking about when you finally saw him again

all that mattered was that he was okay and alive and in your arms

you’ve never hugged him tighter tbh

so anyways ! yuuji does not want you to meet sukuna

like ever

but when he meets you one day really frustrated from a mission, you ask him about it, and he just vents out everything to you. he tells you how the responsibility can be so overwhelming sometimes, and how sukuna can be so infuriating and you can’t imagine what it must be like having this guy in your head

and then you just go

“can i meet him?”

at first he’s like absolutely not ma’am are u insane

but then you convince him, telling him you trust him and reminding him he has control

so he shifts

you really were expecting something horrendous like seriously you were anticipating fainting from fear

he’s just your bf

with a rougher edge

you like instantly relax

even if this guy’s expressions are nothing like yuuji’s, you remind yourself that it’s still yuuji inside, no matter what

“i like your �� tats?”

what do you even say to a curse???

he’s scowling at you so much you might piss yourself but you just repeat constantly that he can’t hurt you

“you disgust me,” he spits out

yuuji shifts back so quick, and just groups you on his arms

“that wasn’t me, i swear,” he says to you and you have to calm him down and tell him it’s okay !! it’s not his fault the guy’s an ass

now! yuuji’s pretty comfortable with your level of physical affection

in fact, he loves it so much. it’s one of his favorite things about you.

so he’s always welcoming an embrace from his favorite person in the world, but it’s so hard to ignore sukuna’s words in his mind repeatedly saying how this is so revolting

he tries his best to pay him no attention

sometimes y’all will be cuddling and a mouth appear somewhere on yuuji’s body and it’ll say “get ur hands off my vessel human!” and ngl

it always makes you laugh

like how comical is that

eventually, over time, the hugs are

kinda nice, sukuna realizes

like he’s a thousand year old cursed spirit

he’s not really gotten any affection yk

like ever

and it’s not that he ever wanted it

but being with you

or well, him possessing yuuji and yuuji being with you and you being with him through transitive property (thank you grade 7 math)

it really like softens him

kinda

a little bit

like the tiniest bit

some part of him, he probably thinks it’s yuuji and not even him and that he’s just confused but really some part of him grows to anticipate the hugs

and when you kiss yuuji

god

your mouth feels so good he wants to feel it for himself

it’s like angering him how you’re growing onto him, so he asks yuuji to shift them

and they do shift

you’re a little surprised bc yuuji gave u like a 3 sec warning before those familiar markings appeared on his skin

“i never thought i’d see you again,” you admit.

and he just kisses you

like full on the mouth

no warning

you pull him back in shock, and rest a hand on his shoulder to keep a distance between you two

“i don’t know where this is coming from but it doesn’t feel right, sukuna.”

and you’re just

you’re just so nice

why are you so nice???

“i love yuuji, so much, and even though you’re sharing a body you’re still a whole other person. it feels wrong.”

god why are you so good? it’s infuriating????

yuuji shifts back, starts apologizing again like the first time

“you have to stop apologizing for something someone else did, babe.”

when he’s alone with sukuna that night he’s like dude, dude, bro, my man — we gotta talk boundaries bc wtf

sukuna just goes “not fair u get to kiss her”

like yeah??? she’s my girlfriend tf ????

so sukuna resorts to watching (or feeling) from the sidelines again

as he grows more and more affectionate towards you

until he’s just as protective over you as yuuji is

until he realizes that

what yhe fuck

maybe he has feelings for you because, one of the main things about you is that the two times you’ve encountered him, you’ve never treated him like a curse. even if being treated human was once considered belittling to him, having you dote on him like that, speak to him as softly

it made his brain go brrrr

so he asks yuuji one day, “can i kiss your gf”

like that’s something you just casually ask

took a lotta convincing but eventually yuuji says “if she says yes then okay”

it takes like

90 minutes for both you and yuuji to decide that you’re okay with it. sukuna’s like fuck it ion wanna anymore lmfao

but anyways

yuuji shifts into him

and

he doesn’t even wait the impatient mf

he just kisses you so suddenly, cupping your neck and tugging at your hair like damn how long has he been wanting to do this

clearly way longer than even he thought

after that yuuji doesn’t exactly share you, but yeah he’ll let sukuna kiss you every now and then

sukuna’s still not fully accepting of his feelings towards you, but he learns to appreciate you

especially your kindness towards him and yuuji, and the tenderness of your touch

he never would’ve seen it coming when he awoke in this teenage boy’s body, but he can admit that you’re definitely an added benefit

#jujutsu kaisen #jujutsu kaisen x reader #jujutsu kaisen headcanon #yuji itadori x reader #itadori yuuji x reader #itadori x reader #sukuna #jjk sukuna #sukuna x reader #sukuna headcanons

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dannythedog · 3 years ago

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Greta Van Fleet Headcanon: Accidentally Getting Pregnant

REQUESTS ARE CURRENTLY CLOSED!! They will reopen shortly :)

Josh:

You sat in the living room watching some mindless show while Josh showered

It was taking him a little longer than normal but you didn’t think too much of it

He walked out in a towel, still dripping with water

“Nice shower?”

“What is this?”

You turned to him to see him holding two pregnancy tests that you were sure you buried at the bottom of the can

“Why were you digging in the trash, Josh”

“That doesn’t matter. You’re pregnant?”

Your heart sank because he didn’t look like his normal happy self

You guys weren’t trying to get pregnant right now. Things were too hectic in both of your lives

“I was gonna wait to tell you until I went to the doctors. I wanted to be sure”

He sat next to you and grabbed your hands. You’d never seen him so serious before

He started to call you mama, but stopped himself because of the situation

“Y/N, we have to talk about these things. This is going to be very hard for us, but I’ll be by your side the whole way”

You gave him a smile. You knew it wasn’t going to be an easy ride, but you wouldn’t want anyone else to do this with

Jake:

You shook your head in disbelief. Three positive tests sat in front of you

“Well?” Jake asks anxiously

“Positive,” you breathed, thrusting the tests at him

“Fuck!” He yelled. “You can’t be serious.”

“Well if you hadn’t insisted on not using condoms anymore, this wouldn’t be an issue! I told you the pill wasn’t 100% effective!”

He was pacing around the room, tugging at his hair

You two had never talked about children. You both just knew deep down that it wasn’t the time

His heavy breathing and lack of words made your chest hurt. The tension and anger was too much

Tears spilled over and you exited the room, barely mumbling about how you needed space

“Where are you going? Y/N, you can’t leave!”

Hastily grabbing your car keys, you tried to scoot around Jake to the front door

He grabbed your arms and held you up against the wall, trapping you

“You can’t leave me. Not right now,” his voice cracked, his own tears beginning to shine. “This isn’t ideal at all, but god you can’t leave me. We’ll work it out. Just please stay”

Your heart broke at the raw emotion on his face. You needed him too

“Don’t be mad at me, Jake”

“This was both of us. I could never be mad. I’m just scared”

He’d hold you all night and you guys would decide to talk about it in the morning when you weren’t so upset

Sam:

Sammy had invited Danny and his brothers over for a drink

You hadn’t been paying much attention to what they were talking about, but somehow the topic of children was brought up

“Oh, god. That could never be me”

“What, no kids for you, Sam?” Danny joked, giving him a light shove

“No way, man. Those little shits would ruin me”

Your heart clenched in disappointment. He didn’t know it, but you had taken tests last week and they were positive

At the moment there were no plans for children, but you had always hoped for them one day. Especially with Sam

His confession had left you quiet for the night, and once your guests had left he found you curled up in your bed

“What’s going on, sugar? You seem a little off”

You shrugged and pulled the covers up to your chin and he crawled in next to you, wrapping his arms around your waist

“You can talk to me, baby”

You glanced up at his pretty eyes, drooping with sleep but alive with concern and curiousity

“You don’t want kids with me?”

“What?” he asked confusedly. “Not right now, no. Maybe someday in the very distant future”

You turned your face into the pillow and let out a shaky breath. You had no idea what to do

“Y/N what’s wrong? C’mon you know I hate seeing you upset. It breaks my heart”

“Sammy, I’m pregnant” you whispered into the pillow, not daring to look at him

He pulled away from you slightly. “What?”

You kept your face in the pillow. What else could you say?

After what felt like a life time of silence, he gently reached out and stroked your hair

“Okay,” he began, placing a chaste kiss to your forehead. “We’ll figure it out. I’m here for you, baby”

Danny:

You danced from foot to foot nervously. Danny would be home soon and you had big news

He pranced through the front door, a stack of records in his hands

“Hi, pretty,” he smiled and pressed a kiss to your lips. “Whatcha been up to? I got a few records for you while I was out”

“I guess I got something for you too”

“Yeah? What’s that?” He laughed, putting on a record

“I’m pregnant” you blurted, shifting your eyes across his back

He whipped his head around to you, giving you an incredulous look

You pursed your lips as he stared, unsure of what to do

“You’re kidding, right?”

You shook your head, leaning against the wall. You weren’t sure how to feel about this, but Danny’s reaction didn’t make you feel great about the situation

“Oh,” he said quietly, lifting his hand to rub his chin. “This changes things”

“I’m scared, Dan”

His eyes softened and he made his way to you. He took you in his arms and rocked you back and forth

“We’ll be okay. We’re so good together. We can do anything”

“What about your job? We’re letting the boys down”

He grabbed your face and practically stared into your soul

“We’re not letting anyone down. If anything, they’ll be so excited to get a little niece or nephew. We’ll worry about the band when it’s time. For now, we need to focus on you and this baby. I love you so so much”

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krappykawa · 4 years ago

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fake dating headcanons with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo

ANON ASKED: “hi i really like your writing 🥺🥺 could i request fake dating with atsumu, oikawa, and kuroo? like they told their teams that they have a girlfriend but they dont lmao so they ask one of their classmates to pretend to be their gf so the team can meet her? and they end up falling for her along the way :)) i look forward to reading more of ur works!! 💖”

atsumu x f!reader, oikawa x f!reader, kuroo x f!reader

genre. fluff

warnings. language

word count. 6.3k

note. DAMN this one got away from me ... 6.3k words for a headcanon post ...... sorry anon i’m not sure if you wanted a long post but i mean, here we are lol

note 2. had to repost because something was up with the tags lol i hope it works fine this time

ATSUMU.

- the team has a favorite twin and it’s osamu, we all know it

- one day after practice, the team finds out that one of the first-years managed to get a girlfriend

- most of the inarizaki vb team is single at that point in time so it starts a conversation about relationships

- somewhere in the conversation, aran says, “osamu, man. I can’t believe ya haven’t gotten a girlfriend yet. yer easily one of the best-looking people in the school.”

- osamu just shrugs, but atsumu’s like “huh??”

- “hey ‘samu and i have the same face. don’t cha mean that we’re some of the best-looking people in the school??”

- the guys in the locker room exchange glances

- aran‘s like “look, atsumu. don’t blow up on me or anything, but most girls don’t really want to date you.” (keep in mind that aran’s strictly speaking about the girls that aren’t a part of the miya twins fan club)

- “and why the hell not?”

- at this point, aran’s looking at literally everyone in the room and pleading with his eyes for help because he doesn’t want to start a fight with atsumu

- suna takes pity on aran and says, “hate to break it you, miya, but girls don’t want to date a guy who’s a massive asshole”

- now, atsumu could care less if the entire goddamn world thinks he’s an asshole, but it rubs him the wrong way that his teammates think that osamu’s a better catch than he is

- sibling rivalry pride or whatever

- so atsumu goes “i think my girlfriend would disagree because oh will ya look at that, she’s dating me!”

- he was most definitely not dating anyone

- osamu raises an eyebrow at him because to his knowledge, atsumu didn’t have a girlfriend

- “since when did you have a girlfriend?”

- osamu looks at atsumu with knowing eyes and smirks. “yeah sumu, who’s this girlfriend of yours? I don’t think i’ve met her yet.”

- atsumu knows he’s gotten himself in some deep shit

- but still he’s still full of pride, so he says, “i’ll bring her by to practice tomorrow.”

- now miya atsumu has a dilemma because there are some things he just shouldn’t lie about (because now he’ll never live it down if he can’t figure out a way to get himself out of this one)

- atsumu knows that he’s got that fanclub that would probably be more than willing to date him, but the thought of being in their presence for longer than two seconds makes his skin crawl because he doesn’t think he could handle the excessive screaming

- so that night he decides to go to the bakery down the street that he frequents because they have some of the best macarons in town

- you’re one of the bakers at that bakery that works the shift when he usually comes in for his weekly macarons so you two are acquainted

- you also go to inarizaki, so you hear the rumors that circulate around atsumu, but you don’t really pay much attention to them because he’s not that bad whenever he comes into the bakery

- like sometimes if he tries to only order 2 macarons but notices that there are only 5 macarons left, he’ll buy them all just to make your life easier

- when he comes in that day, he has this troubled look on his face. “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”

- you like to keep tabs on your regulars and what they order, so when he orders an iced matcha, you know that something’s probably up (he never orders drinks from there because he said that his brother would kill him if he didn’t bring him home a drink too and having to carry the two drinks up to their apartment is hassle enough)

- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”

- it’s almost time to close up and you two are the only two left so you figured you had time for small talk

- “i may have outright lied to my team about havin’ a girlfriend.”

- “you don’t?” that surprises you because so many girls at your school have a crush on the miya twins (you would know because your best friend is practically in love with osamu)

- when atsumu shakes his head dejectedly, you don’t quite understand what he’s so down for

- “you do know that there are like 50 girls that are practically lining up to date you right?”

- “yeah, but they’d expect a real relationship and i’m no good at those.”

- “why not?”

- “i’m too argumentative, let's just say, plus i’ve been told that i kinda come off as an asshole.”

- “and volleyball right?” you would know since he always comes into the bakery after a practice and he looks like he’s both dead and alive

- when you hand him his matcha and packet of macarons, he pauses

- “listen, don’t take this the wrong way but yer single right?”

- you almost smile to yourself because wow for a guy so attractive, his way with words isn’t great

- “i am.”

- he stands there for a good 20 seconds just looking at you with that look in his eyes that tells you that he’s trying to ask you something but he doesn’t know how to do it

- “you want me to act as your fake girlfriend don’t you?”

- cue atsumu chuckle @%EUTYDJBCJWER)*&# hhhhfs

- “ya know, i’m kinda seein’ why i get called an asshole all the time. it doesn’t sound as great when ya’ say it like that.”

- you agree to pretend to be his girlfriend, but on the condition that your best friend will be able to tag along if osamu’s gonna be there

- and that’s the start of it

- you visit his practice the next day before work and his team looks at you in surprise because they were 100% sure that having a girlfriend was just another one of atsumu’s lies

- they all kinda stare at you a little extra too because you’re really pretty

- “aye, get yer asses back to volleyball and stop starin’ at my girl like that.”

- you know it’s all fake, but him saying that kinda makes you blush anyways

- when you first agreed to fake dating him, you weren’t expecting that you’d have to spend too much time with him (he did tell you that he wasn’t looking for a real relationship) but that changes because osamu’s insistent that atsumu should at least try to be a good boyfriend and eat lunch with you and stuff

- you’re both aware that osamu doesn’t buy your little arrangement one bit

- atsumu’s got this raging pride when it comes to his twin brother, so he actually listens because now he’s made it his personal mission to convince osamu that you and him are actually dating

- it takes a while for you two to get into the hang of it, but once you do, it’s like a regular routine

- you and your best friend eat lunch with the twins (you and atsumu both watch as your best friend fumbles her way into talking with osamu), you drop by before work to give atsumu a kiss on the cheek before practice, he drops by the bakery after practice nearly everyday, and you come to his games while wearing a jersey that he lent you

- his teammates like you a lot and tease atsumu all the time because they claim that you’re way too good for him

- surprisingly, he always gets a little protective when they say things like that and always slips an arm around your waist

- one day when you’re over at his apartment, you help atsumu learn how to make macarons (with some help from osamu)

- it takes a while because he would get mad at the macarons when they would come out in weird shapes

- “stupid macarons! they got it out for me i’m tellin’ ya! they’re being like that on purpose!”

- LITERALLY A CHILD

- you learn to like that about him though

- dates with him are usually on the weekends (you both drag osamu and your best friend out with you) and it’s always something fun that osamu suggests because atsumu wasn’t joking when he said he sucks at real relationships

- most of these dates consist of holding hands as you walk around the streets until osamu sees a restaurant he wants to try out

- he always insists on feeding you at least once in your meal

- he also loves doing the walrus-chopsticks face?? (he only started doing it because he liked hearing you laugh)

- as time passes, you two start going on dates without osamu and your best friend (atsumu always claims that it’s because he wants to show osamu up, but you start to notice that osamu doesn’t even find out about these dates most of the time)

- you secretly like these dates better than those with osamu and your best friend because atsumu feels more at ease and will develop a softer tone around you during these dates

- eventually, he starts to always greet you with a forehead kiss whenever you’re in public (you’re not sure if he does it just because his brother is watching, or if maybe he might be starting to like you)

- you try to make your brain forget that most of the time, he kisses your forehead before osamu even walks in

- one day after practice, you’re waiting for him because you didn’t have a shift at the bakery that day

- he walks out of the club room looking mildly pissed and you’re a little wary

- but then he gets to where you’re standing and just pulls your waist towards him and full on kisses you

- mind you, this is your first kiss on the lips with him

- it’s not a quick peck either, like you can hear the wolf whistles from his teammates in the back and you’re left breathing hard and flushed pink afterwards

- damn if that’s what his kisses are like, you suddenly wish he’d do it more often

- “what was that for?”

- “nothin’”

- sometime in the future you find out that he did that because his teammates were once again talking about your relationship and one of them joked that atsumu paid you to pretend to be his girlfriend

- he knew that what you had wasn’t necessarily real, but he just had the urge to kiss you then (he swears to you that he doesn’t know why)

- he does know why. it was because it was starting to slip his mind that your relationship was fake and the reminder made him a little mad at himself

- he realizes that maybe he’s fallen in love with you when osamu brings it up

- atsumu had asked for osamu’s help because he wanted to surprise you by making you mochis for your upcoming four month anniversary of being his fake girlfriend (typing this out was so funny, this man is so whipped he doesn’t know it)

- “ya know, when i first met y/n, i was sure that it was all fake and that you’d slip up about it one day. i guess i was wrong.”

- atsumu doesn’t say anything to that because in his head he’s trying to convince himself that “no. this is all still fake.” but it’s hard to convince himself of that when his hands are covered in the rice flower that he’s using to make your favorite dessert for your four months of faking being together

- he tries not to think about what osamu said when he gives you the gifts later that night

- he tries not to think about it when he gets that funny feeling that he’s been feeling for a while now when he sees the way you light up upon opening the box of mochis

- he most definitely tries not to think about it when you accidentally give him your second kiss of the relationship because you were caught up in the spur of the moment

- it’s on the way home back to his apartment that night that he realizes he’s fucked

- because good god he’s fallen for you

- he tries to break it off after that

- you’re confused at how sudden it is, but you let him break it off because at that point you’re already in love with him and are still too scared to say it because you keep remembering how he always said that he didn’t want a real relationship

- IDIOTS IN LOVE YOU'RE BOTH SO .

- he tries to go back to normal after that

- but for the love of everything he just . can’t

- his eyes always linger a little too long on the door right before practice because you would always come see him before going to work

- his feet would instinctively move in the direction of the bakery after practices until he realizes what he’s doing and forces himself to go home

- his eyes would scan for your figure wearing his jersey during games until he remembers that you probably weren’t there and that you most definitely wouldn’t be wearing his jersey

- he wants to kick himself because the reason he asked you to be his fake girlfriend in the first place was because he didn’t want a real relationship

- yet here he was. wallowing because if there’s anything more he wants, it’s a real relationship with you

- osamu gets fed up with him eventually

- “take yer ass to the bakery right after practice. i’m not letting you into the apartment until you see her.”

- and surprisingly, he actually listens to his twin brother

- he walks into the bakery for the first time in a while and says “hey y/n. can i just have my usual? oh and an iced matcha.”

- you look up at him then because you vividly remember that night. how could you not?

- you’re in the middle of making his drink when you decide to ask him what’s up “everything alright?”

- “i may have outright lied to myself about loving you.”

- you nearly drop the drink in your hands

- “‘tsumu? what are you on about?”

- “i know i said that i’m no good at real relationships. but i’ve found that i want to learn to be good.”

- a pause

- “i want to learn with ya.”

OIKAWA.

- this poor boy is always the butt of the jokes that come from his team

- seriously though. it’s always “tease oikawa day” (he teases them back so it’s all good)

- but one day, they’re all in the locker room when hanamaki brings up this girl that he’s planning on asking out because he’s not sure how to do it

- oikawa, being the little shit that he is, goes “step one, makki. have my face. step two, have my amazing personality. step three, ask her out.”

- he barely ducks in time to miss the shoe that comes flying towards his head

- “makki! such unbecoming behavior! my advice is perfect!”

- matsukawa snorts and says “perfect advice my ass. you can’t even get anyone to like you. let alone go out with you, crappykawa.”

- “don’t spread lies, mattsun.” oikawa clicks his tongue like a mother scolding his child. “or do you seem to forget the dozens of confessions i get on the daily along with the girls that you three complain about all the time because ugh shittykawa’s gonna make us late if he keeps talking to them” (he’s so dramatic lol he says that last part in this weird, whiny voice)

- iwaizumi scoffs. “doesn’t count when you reject every single one.”

- “i do not!”

- “right. right. as if you don’t make them cry because you’re so nice about rejecting them too.” (oikawa frowns at that one because he doesn’t mean to make them cry)

- “yeah, shittykawa, you’re pretty bad at love in general. i’d die before listening to your advice.” (this one is from matsukawa)

- “there’s also the fact that the girlfriend’s you did have all broke up with you because you would rather cuddle with a volleyball than cuddle with them.” (this one is from hanamaki)

- oikawa scowls at them “i don’t cuddle my volleyball.”

- “sure you don’t. just like you most definitely don’t have a name for it either.”

- “leave iwa-chan the second out of this!” (he drew an angry face on his volleyball too because he claims it looks like iwaizumi)

- iwaizumi groans. “i hate you. so so much.”

- at this point, oikawa knows they’re right, but he’s also really prideful. “and besides. i would suggest taking my advice because i got a girlfriend just today!”

- he most definitely did not

- “sure you did. hey mattsun, i bet a week tops until she breaks up with him.”

- “nah i’ll bet five days.”

- after practice, oikawa came up with a plan for the next day to get himself out of the hole he dug for himself

- he usually got confessions before school, so he told iwaizumi that he was going to school early to practice and instead waited for a girl to confess to him

- but the moment he saw this second-year walk up to him with a little box, he knew he wouldn’t be able to do it

- he couldn’t do that to this innocent girl

- and he tries to say yes to her. he really does.

- but he can practically hear his older sister’s voice yelling at him about how “even when you get popular and get confessions from people left and right, i don’t want you leading anyone on. you only accept a confession if you actually like them.”

- he’s probably more scared of his sister than he is of his own mother, so he says no to that second-year, even when she starts to frown and walk away

- he’s leaning against the gym and rubbing the bridge of his nose when he hears you

- “everything alright?”

- you two were pretty close because he found out that you had a crush on iwaizumi in your second year and tried to set you two up (it didn’t work because he’s pretty bad at being a wingman)

- even when iwaizumi rejected you, oikawa had already grown to like your presence, so you two stayed friends despite how his best friend broke your heart

- “y/n-chan! what are you doing here so early?”

- “just returning a book to the library before the librarian knocks down my door and kicks my ass for having an overdue library book. what are you doing here so early?”

- “would you believe me if i said that i was practicing volleyball?”

- you look him up and down, and the smell of fresh cologne reaches your nostrils. his uniform is neatly put together.

- “looking like that? no, no i would not.”

- “well, what would you believe?”

- “i don’t know .. the truth maybe?”

- “the truth is embarrassing and is defamation to my good name.” that makes you raise your brow at him.

- “okay now i only want to hear the truth. i will not accept anything but the truth. now tell me, what kind of embarrassment have you proved yourself to be this morning?”

- “so mean, y/n-chan! now i see why you so very adored our precious iwa-chan.”

- you groan because you don’t want to remember that rejection. “oh just hurry up and embarrass yourself instead of embarrassing me.”

- “but it’s quite embarrassing.”

- “come on, spit it out.”

- “i may or may not have told iwa-chan, makki, and mattsun that i have a girlfriend when i don’t have one.”

- you look at him like he’s the dumbest person you’ve ever met, because at that moment, you really believed that he was. “couldn’t you just … i don’t know … accept one of your many, many confessions?”

- oikawa tells you about his fear of his sister and the second-year that just confessed to him

- you find yourself admiring his sister because she’s probably the one person on this planet that can humble oikawa tooru (the next person to be able to do so will be you, but you don’t know that yet)

- after hearing his explanation you get an idea. “can’t you ask someone to fake being in a relationship with you? you know, so you don’t get the angry sister devil/angel thing on your shoulder?” (LOL if you don’t get what the angel/devil thing that i’m talking about is, it’s like when you have an imaginary angel and a devil that sits on your shoulders and criticizes every choice you make)

- “are you offering, y/n?” he has that shit-eating grin on his face again, so you know he’s mostly joking

- “hmm, i don’t know. i think you’ll have to formally ask me to be your fake girlfriend. it’s only polite after all.”

- oikawa blinks for a second because he didn’t actually think you were serious. “what?”

- “are you going to ask me to be your fake girlfriend or not? maybe throw in a flower and i’ll say yes.”

- oh. oh.

- well, he wasn’t going to let what might be his only opportunity to get someone to fake date him pass by

- he looks around and sees a small flower on the ground and picks it

- he takes both your hands and puts the flower in one of them before saying, “y/n-chan will you, take me, oikawa tooru, as your loving pretend boyfriend, and save me from irrevocable embarrassment?”

- you laugh in his face because he’s trying so hard not to laugh through his “proposal.”

- “minus points for not getting on one knee but i guess i do.”

- you mainly did it because you may have already gotten rejected by iwaizumi, but you did like the possibility of being friends with him, and fake dating oikawa would probably let you do that

- you also kind of felt bad for oikawa, knowing that he wasn’t exaggerating how embarrassing it would be if his teammates found out he was lying

- when you and oikawa walk up to the seijoh third-years while holding hands, makki and mattsun are jostling each other while iwaizumi looks mildly surprised

- “see matsun! pay up!”

- oikawa and you both look in surprise as mattsun reluctantly shoves a few bills into makki’s awaiting hand

- oikawa’s looking between them both. “what bet did you use me for this time?”

- “i bet mattsun that you and y/n secretly liked each other.”

- blink blink

- iwaizumi sees the mildly awkward situation brewing so he says, “anyways, y/n if you ever get tired of this dumbass, you’re more than welcome into our group. we’ll just kick oikawa out.”

- after that, you and oikawa fall into a dating routine easily (you have a pretty busy schedule too so both you and oikawa understand each other schedules well)

- usually this is where oikawa’s relationships fail. he spends so much time with volleyball and the team that he doesn’t really spend time with his significant others

- it’s different with you though. maybe it’s the fact that the stakes aren’t so high because it’s only a fake relationship after all, or maybe it’s because unlike his past significant others, you don’t mind spending most of your time and “dates” with the other seijoh third-years, or maybe it’s because he remembers that locker room conversation and he wants to prove to makki, mattsun, and iwaizumi that he can be a good boyfriend (even if it’s a good fake boyfriend)

- dates with oikawa are usually laid-back because he’s tired from practice (so like walks in the park, getting ice cream, or study dates where you don’t get much done because you spend most of it just laughing and cooking in his kitchen)

- you find that he’s secretly a decent cook (the only thing keeping from saying that he’s a good cook is because he can’t cut vegetables for his life, and he also managed to accidently burn the onions you were trying to caramelize).

- neither of you acknowledge the fact that since nobody’s there to see those dates, you two technically don’t have to go on them since it’s only a fake relationship

- oh and takeru LOVES you

- seriously. he thinks you’re probably the coolest person ever (he tells you one day that he thinks you’re even cooler than oikawa and oikawa is a pouting mess the rest of your day. you can only pull him out of his slump when you jump on his back and force him to run to the bakery and buy milk bread)

- sometimes you’ll come with oikawa when he needs to watch takeru

- as takeru teaches you how to receive a volleyball, oikawa will watch you two with a little smile on his face (this loser is so whipped like man people passing by reminisce on how they were young and in love once because oikawa looks at you like that. oikawa doesn’t notice that he’s doing it though.)

- you sometimes spend time at his house with iwaizumi or on select days just by yourself (mostly for study dates or for watching weird sci-fi movies that oikawa seems to love)

- since you’re at his house so often, oikawa’s mother takes a liking to you because “you finally got her boy to care about something that isn’t volleyball.”

- it’s when oikawa groans a “moooom” in response that you start to feel those pesky butterflies

- oikawa will run up to you after games and just hold you tightly (he tells himself that it’s because his fan club and the team are watching, but really it’s because he can’t thank you enough for being there because he just plays better when you’re watching)

- my god, dUDE . he has no idea that he loves you like . MAN .

- mattsun, makki, and iwaizumi always tease oikawa about how you’re so much cooler than him

- oikawa whines to you and says, “y/n-channn they’re being mean again!”

- “what do you want me to do about it?”

- oikawa pouts like the baby he is and says, “kiss,” while pointing to his cheek. you give in and a round of groans comes from mattsun and makki. oikawa looks so smug and those pesky stomach feelings come back. iwaizumi is smiling to himself.

- speaking of iwaizumi

- you two become best friends after he finds you looking dejected as you wait for oikawa to get out of practice. you confided with him about how your relationship was all pretend. you might have also told him that you may be teensy bit in love with his captain

- iwaizumi tells you that, “there are some things you just ... can’t fake. the way that shithead looks at you is one of them. trust me.”

- he also tells you that his suspicion that you and oikawa had this weird spark was what kept him from ever reciprocating your feelings and why he rejected you (oikawa literally tried being your wingman before by texting iwaizumi things like “did you see how pretty y/n was today? don’t you think she was pretty?” and “iwa-chan! y/n is so funny and that’s coming from me, so she really is funny! i think maybe you should talk to her to see what i’m talking about (≧◡≦)”)

- at this point everyone knows that you’re in love with oikawa for real (except for oikawa himself)

- everyone also knows that oikawa’s fallen for you (except for oikawa himself, and you because you refuse to believe it)

- the moment he realizes he’s in love with you is on another one of those dates that you both know you don’t have to have but still choose to have anyway

- you’re making milk bread and he’s helping to measure the ingredients when he turns around to see you covered in flour and he just kinda stops

- and he realizes

- like yeah he’s been getting that small tugging feeling with you a lot over these past few months

- but now he finally realizes it’s because he’s in love with you

- he’s staring for a long time and for a second you think he’s going to make fun of your flour-coated self, but he’s staring at you with that look and you’re confused

- “everything okay? is there something wrong? did you mess up the measurements?”

- then an idea hits him

- “something’s wrong. it’s kind of embarassing though.”

- “what is it?”

- “no but it’s really embarrassing.”

- “what .. what is it?”

- cue cheeky little grin. “i think i might’ve fallen in love with my fake girlfriend. i don’t have another flower to ask her out though. i hope she doesn’t say no.”

- you kiss him for the first time then and take pride in the fact that you get him covered in flour in the process

KUROO.

- it happened the second day that you were at the tokyo training camp

- kuroo was with bokuto and a few of the karasuno first-years when bokuto started telling the first-years that kuroo had a girlfriend because he saw kuroo helping you carry your bags the day before (listen . this man is like . clueless when it comes to emotions sometimes i’msosorry)

- kuroo got this confused look on his face because he thought he would remember getting a girlfriend. “i do?”

- “don’t you? remember the girl you were holding hands with yesterday?”

- this was all some big misunderstanding

- so basically what happened was this: you’re shinzen’s team manager and you were tasked with carrying bags of equipment to the training center. kuroo was waiting for kenma to finish talking with lev (more like trying to avoid though lmao) and noticed that you were struggling so he came over to help

- kuroo figured that bokuto must’ve seen him holding the bags for you and assumed that something must’ve been going on (or maybe he looked over for the split second when kuroo held your hand in order to transfer the bags to his hand)

- he was about to clear things up when lo and behold, you walked into the gym

- “kuroo look! it’s your girlfriend! hey, come join us!”

- bless bokuto’s soul. bless that poor, oblivious soul.

- you walked up to them and looked at kuroo like “what??”

- you remembered him from the day before, but you didn’t remember ever agreeing to being his girlfriend of any sort

- he smiled apologetically at you and asked to talk to you on the side

- “what’s going on? why did he call me your .. girlfriend?”

- “look i’m sorry, bo’s a little … i don’t know. he saw me carrying your bags yesterday and assumed. i’ll clear things up, don’t worry.”

- when you two headed back to where bokuto is standing, it was obvious that kuroo’s smooth-sailing explanation wasn’t happening anytime soon

- because lev was there, and so was yaku

- “KUROO-SENPAI? THIS IS YOUR GIRLFRIEND? SHE’S VERY PRETTY SENPAI!” (bless lev’s soul too. another part of the extremely oblivious club.)

- yaku took no hesitation in teasing kuroo. “since when does kuroo ever get any girl to like him? this is new. no offense, of course.”

- kuroo tried clearing up the air by saying, “guys- listen this has all been som-“

- hinata doesn’t let him finish either lmao “YOU’RE THE TEAM MANAGER FOR SHINZEN!” (extremely oblivious club member number 3 here)

- “a team manager, kuroo? what’d you do to get her to say yes? is she a chemistry nerd too?”

- “bo-“

- they kinda just went like that back and forth, and kuroo kept getting interrupted

- you were just laughing to the side because it was kind of funny

- you also kinda felt bad for kuroo because damn his friends had like no faith in his romantic skills at all??

- maybe that was what made you say it, but after his friends were done teasing him you said, “he’s kind of a catch though, don’t you think? nerdy and funny is a girl’s dream isn’t that what they say?”

- kuroo blinked at you because what??

- once kuroo got you alone by asking you to take a walk outside of the gym, he asked, “so … what does this make us?” (surprise, surprise, he never got the chance to tell them about the misunderstanding)

- you just shrugged because really how bad could this be? “i felt bad at how much they were teasing you, so we could keep up the fake boyfriend/girlfriend thing for the week. it shouldn’t be too bad. plus it’ll save you the embarrassment of having to tell your friends that you didn’t actually get a girlfriend.”

- you guys did pretty good for the week of the training camp

- you’d cheer him on in secret if he got a spike or a block during a practice game while simultaneously still watching shinzen’s game

- you two walked around the halls when bokuto was watching just to keep up pretenses

- you learned that he’s a major nerd during these walks, which you found really endearing

- on the last day of camp, he tried to throw pieces of broccoli in your mouth (he didn’t stop until he finally got it in after his 9th try)

- you guys initially planned to “break up” after the camp was over

- but here comes bokuto again

- “hey y/n! kuroo, akaashi, and i were gonna go out for karaoke tomorrow if you wanna join.”

- you grew to like bokuto too so you said you’d come

- it was actually a really fun night

- you and kuroo sang a duet together

- he also stole some of your ramen

- you took a video of bokuto as he serenaded akaashi

- when you guys are leaving to go home, bokuto goes “you two are so cute. y/n do me a favor and don’t break up with kuroo until after the qualifiers would you? i wanna play him at his full game.” (again. seriously, he basically is the greatest accidental wingman ever)

- “we can’t break his heart, can we?”

- “no, we can’t.”

- and so your fake relationship starts

- you don’t get to visit each other often because you don’t live in the same vicinity, but you guys text often (it’s a friend thing, you both swear to yourselves)

- on weekends when kuroo’s not spending time with kenma, he’ll ask you to meet him at a park or a cafe (you two always send selfies to bokuto during every date)

- dates with him are always really fun because he’s spontaneous and also very active so sometimes he’ll take you by the hand and just drag you places

- he is not afraid to smear different colors of ice cream on your nose and call you some obscure name from some really old movie that he may have watched that week

- he also makes you push him on the swings

- the little kids get mad because what is this rooster man doing taking up a swing when he’s so old

- you laugh at him when the kids eventually come up to him and ask if they can use the swing

- dates will usually last the whole day because you’re both fine with just walking around and randomly finding stuff to do

- with all that time spent talking, you two also get to know each other really well

- like basically your life stories

- it took him a while to open up and at first he insists that you tell your story first, but after a while you notice how he starts letting little things about his life slip here and there until he starts telling you bigger portions

- you also get really close with kenma

- not close close the way him and kuroo are, but kenma would probably see you as his second closest friend

- that’s why sometimes kenma tags along with you guys (it doesn’t feel like third wheeling or anything because both you and kuroo enjoy kenma’s presence as much as each other’s)

- eventually, once you two got the hang of it, you’re like the couple that everyone likes

- because you’re both pretty funny and overall just have nice vibes

- his team starts to call you mom and dad as a joke because sometimes when shinzen doesn’t have practice, you’ll stop by at nekoma at the end of practice just to say hi

- they’re not wrong about the mom and dad thing though (it’s a really cute dynamic though i swear)

- your team used to not like him at first because they were protective of you, but eventually they reluctantly warmed up to him

- they threatened to demolish him if he hurt you though

- LMAO ANYWAYS .. MOVING ON

- you guys have lots of study dates too!!

- since you’re both busy because of volleyball related things, a lot of your schedule lines up with each other (this also means that kuroo knows when you haven’t had time to study)

- you’ll be sitting on his bed on your stomach with your legs draped across his thighs as you read your textbook and he’ll be sitting against his bed frame reading one of his assigned readings (i also like to think that kuroo has glasses for these readings that only you and kenma have seen)

- sometimes, when you finish studying before he finishes, you’ll come up behind him and just start to play with his hair

- his hair is actually really soft despite looking like a bird built its nest in it

- you also have two of his jackets that are just lying around your house

- he likes when you wear them because he thinks you look so cute (he doesn’t tell you that though)

- after a while, it’s like both of you have forgotten that this was all a ruse just so bokuto wouldn’t get heartbroken after you two break up

- at this point, kuroo has learned all your quirks, habits, and has also memorized your schedule

- like … he doesn’t realize that he’s fallen for you until someone points it out

- he realizes he’s fallen for you on the day that shinzen loses in the tournament (this would be your last match)

- now nekoma just played a game, but kuroo’s first instinct is to check whether or not shinzen won (he’s been doing this for every game in the tournament)

- when he sees that you lost, he knows that you’ll be sad and in need of a pick me up

- as kenma and him are packing up, he says, “shinzen lost today. i probably can’t make it to your house tonight. y/n will probably want to go out with her team for a bit, but she’ll probably crash at my place. do you think i should make her a strawberry cake? or maybe she’ll want onigiri? no, she’ll probably want the cake. she always gets the little smile with her one dimple whenever she eats my strawberry cake. makes me proud.”

- kenma’s just looking at kuroo with arched eyebrows because HIS BEST FRIEND IS WHIPPED

- kuroo doesn’t get why kenma’s looking at him like that because he thinks about things like that all the time. “what??”

- oh kenma knows your relationship is fake

- so he just looks at kuroo and says, “try to refrain getting down on one knee today. i doubt you have a ring, and i’ll bet that y/n will want a confession of you being hopelessly, madly in love with her before you propose by the way.”

- kuroo kind of freezes and blinks at him.

- “wh … what?”

- “kuro, do i really need to spell out for you that you’re totally smitten with her? you have been for a while now.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- “have not.”

- “yes, you have.”

- at this point, kuroo knows that kenma’s onto something, but kuroo doesn’t wanna jump to conclusions until he sees you again

- when you knock on his door and run straight into his arms that night, he knows kenma’s right

- like you’re balling into his chest and he gets that feeling that he wants to hold you forever and never let go

- and he knows. he knows.

- after you start to calm down, he offers you the cake that he made just for you

- he swears that he feels ten times lighter after he sees that exact smile with the exact dimple on your face

- now kuroo may be loud, and rambunctious at times, but when he loves, it’s quiet, simple, but not any less there

- as you finish eating the cake, kuroo notices that there’s a few pink crumbs on your lips

- and he kisses you

- like a “slow, hand on the cheek, nose touching after he pulls away” kind of kiss

- “i made a realization today. kenma told me to hold back on proposing, so i’ll go with confessing instead.”

- you’re looking up at him with your heart beating hard in your chest

- “i think you might’ve made me fall in love with you.”

sorry if there are any mistakes lmao i tried catching all of them but ... 6k words ...... yanno. .....

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star-gaz3rs · 4 years ago

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Unspoken Words and Read Messages

A/N: I have officially descended into the Corpse_Husband rabbit hole. My god I am in love with a man I've never met. Will I continue this? We'll see what posting-anxiety brain says tomorrow. Also, I don't know how to write for shit, so if this out of character, I apologize.

Y/N: Your Name N/N: Your Screen Name

[WORD COUNT: 705]

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“CORPSE!” The sound of your voice screaming angrily through your microphone appeared for just a moment before your avatar fell into the clouds and the familiar sound of someone leaving a discord call echoed through Corpse’s headphones. The call immediately erupted into laughter as a Victory screen appeared on his end, shortly transitioning back to the familiar spaceship lobby.

“You pulled a Corpse Classic on ‘er! Can’t believe we still fall for that,” Sean replied through laughs.

“N/N I’m sorry! He was so convincing! Oh god, she left,” Sykkuno’s panicked voice cut through the chaos.

“Self-report really works every time for you, huh Corpse?” Charlie added on, a smile evident in his voice. Corpse merely laughed in reply, switching his display from Among Us to Discord DMs.

CORPSE Today at 10:25 PM Haha sorry

However, the normal ping of a message going through didn’t greet his ears, and he frowned for a moment, looking back at the screen. His message didn’t go through. He tried sending another message.

CORPSE Today at 10:25 PM ? N/N, you there?

Wait… did you block him? He let out a laugh that sounded more like a wheeze at the realization. His suspicions were confirmed as the sound of someone joining the lobby played and a quiet and embarrassed voice spoke up.

“Guys… how do I unblock Corpse?” You asked with a laugh, and Corpse felt the familiar butterflies in his chest explode when you spoke. Looking back to his DMs, he decided to mess with you a bit while you still have him blocked. He hummed quietly to himself as he typed, barely even registering the conversation going on in the call.

CORPSE Today at 10:26 PM Wow, you deadass blocked me. I’m hurt. You can’t even see my pain.

Corpse's breath caught for a moment, rereading what he had just sent. You couldn’t see what he was typing. So, hypothetically speaking, he could type anything, right? He could finally let out the words he could never say to you. He felt his face heat up as he caught the sound of your laugh for a moment. If only you understood how fucking angelic your laugh sounded…

Before he knew it, his shaking hands were flying across the keyboard, anxiety be damned. He had to get it out, he had to. It was torturous, eating him alive every day he pretended like you were nothing more but an online friend to him. As he typed the final word, his finger hesitated over the enter key for a moment before slamming down on the button.

CORPSE Today at 10:28 PM Y/N Thank fucking god you’ll never see this shit but I’m in love with you, fucking head over heels. I feel like a goddamn idiot all the time because I never tell you how beautiful you are and how your laugh does things to me I never thought anyone could do. FUCK I just want to hold your hand so goddamn much right now and tell you how fucking perfect you are.

Corpse let out a sigh, finally feeling a small bit of relief. At least he was admitting it, even if it was to some stupid database full of 1s and 0s that would never relay the message to anyone who needed to hear it. It was lost to the Discord abyss for all time. Looking back to his computer to finally pay attention to the game again, his heart nearly stopped. Weren’t blocked messages… supposed to be red?

“Oh! I think I got it-” You proclaimed in contentment. Corpse felt his heart drop into his stomach. Fuck. You could see that. Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK. His hands flew back to his keyboard, deleting the message as fast as possible. Did he delete it fast enough? You couldn’t have seen that, right?

“Y/N? Did you get it?” Sean asked. When you didn’t reply, he asked again.

“Oh, uh, sorry… yeah, I uh, I got it. Sorry, I just- uh, are we starting the next round?” You replied, confusion evident in your tone as the sound of typing could be heard. As a new message appeared in the DM, Corpse’s heart stopped entirely.

N/N Today at 10:30 PM What?

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plus-size-reader · 3 years ago

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Not a Good Idea

Jack Kline x Plus size!reader

Word Count: 2084 words

Warnings: none

Summary: Jack asks out the reader thinking he's joking with her and she goes to hide but he follows easily?

For @lilacprincessofrecovery, I hope you like it darling

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Jack had always had a crush on you, now that he understood what that meant.

He felt connected to you, and even though he didn’t know a ton of other people, he knew enough. He knew that no one was ever going to make him feel like you did, which was why he decided to ask you out on a date in the first place.

That was what you did when you liked someone, he’d seen Dean do it a million times before.

It seemed to work out for him just fine, because he was always in the company of women. You were a woman, and he didn’t see a reason he couldn’t do the same thing with you.

Granted, he hadn’t exactly worked out all the details yet but he figured you would help him.

You always did.

All he had to do was ask you and the rest would fall into place.

At least, in theory that was how it was supposed to work. After all, as soon as he had suggested that the two of you go out for a romantic evening as Dean so often did, you weren’t nearly as receptive to the idea as he imagined you would be.

In fact, you almost seemed upset by what he was suggesting.

He’d never seen you so upset before.

“I don’t think that’s a good idea” you hummed, barely looking up from your laptop as you spoke, your eyes still locked on the screen. Had Jack not been so fine tuned to your every move, he may have missed the slight tensing in your jaw.

He had definitely upset you, but what he didn’t understand was how.

In all those times Dean had asked a girl to have dinner with him, or get some coffee in the morning, she had never reacted like you were now.

In fact, you hardly ever acted like that at all.

You were always very attentive to Jack when he talked to you, eager to help him navigate the world around him or help him understand something he couldn’t quite wrap his head around.

It wasn’t like you to be so cold, but you couldn’t help it.

What he was asking, it was too much.

“What do you mean, not a good idea? Did I say something wrong?” he asked, concerned that he had unknowingly done something to offend you.

It all seemed pretty straight forward but it wouldn’t have surprised Jack if he’d somehow misread the situation or said something he shouldn’t have. He was pretty new to this whole thing after all.

It wasn’t like someone had gone out of their way to teach him how to talk to a girl he liked, he was just making it up as he went.

“No, it’s just not a good idea” you repeated, unsure of what to say to get him to drop this whole thing.

Nothing was going to make him realize how humiliating this was for you.

It just wasn’t fair.

You couldn’t imagine Jack would do something like that to be cruel to you, or push buttons that he shouldn’t but you couldn’t help but be upset by it.

It was just too much.

Jack hardly even realized what it was he was asking, and you just had a bad feeling about it. You knew that he was trying to be sweet, trying to do what he thought he should, but it wasn’t like he actually understood any of this.

You were basically the only girl he knew, like, at all.

Of course he had come to the conclusion that he wanted to have something with you because he’d seen this before. He constantly saw Dean trying to woo beautiful women and all that, but he wasn’t Dean, and you certainly weren’t like those women in the bar.

He didn’t know enough about this to even know what he wanted.

He didn’t know enough to know why you weren’t what he wanted, and the last thing you wanted was to wait around, caring about him, until he realized that.

You would only get your heart broken.

There was silence between the two of you for a moment as Jack desperately tried to understand what could have possibly gone so wrong in these few moments since he approached and it was only overwhelming you more.

You felt like you were ruining everything, like by saying no you were going to upset Jack and he wouldn’t want to be your friend anymore but he didn;t know what you did.

He didn’t understand that you were only trying to help him in the long run.

“I, I have to go” you decided, gathering the few files Sam had given you to look over as you went. It would be better to just get out of this situation as quickly as you could, especially since Jack clearly wasn’t going anywhere.

Maybe later you could have Dean explain just why this was such a bad idea. It would be much simpler than having to go through telling him yourself.

It was bad enough you were having this conversation in the first place.

You hoped that you would just be able to go, though, maybe you should have known better than to think that. As soon as you rounded the corner to your room, you came face to face with him again.

It was too much.

“What are you doing?” you gasped, cursing yourself for forgetting about what he was. It was lost on you too often that Jack wasn’t human and he could do things like teleport around and scare the shit out of you.

You thought you had been pretty clear about the fact that you wanted to be alone, but like Jack was known to do, he didn’t get the message.

Instead, he found himself more worried about upsetting you than anything else, including your own wants.

“I’m sorry, I thought I was supposed to come with you” he shrugged, once again struck with the fact he had done something wrong. This was really hard for him, and he was just trying to get it right.

It seemed like everything he was doing lately was wrong, no matter how hard he tried to get it right.

...and now he’d upset you, his only friend in the world.

“No, I told-'' you started, but stopped as soon as you saw the look on his face change from concern to complete and utter confusion. Just when he thought he understood, he went and did something bad.

It was getting frustrating.

“It’s okay, I just don’t think you understand what you’re asking” you allowed, deciding that if he wasn't going to just take your no for an answer, you were going to have to shed some light on the subject.

Just like Jack wasn’t a regular guy in any other sense, he wasn’t a regular guy in this either. He wasn’t being a creep or yanking your chain just to get a rise out of you.

If he had asked for a date, that was because he wanted one.

It wasn’t his fault he didn’t quite get why it wouldn’t ever work.

“Would you tell me? Please?” Jack hummed, confused as to why this was upsetting you so much. It wasn’t underhanded or accusatory like you had come to expect from other men.

It was real.

Jack was really just confused and that made this conversation that much harder.

“You don’t want to go out with me Jack, I don’t look anything like those girls Dean goes out with, do I?” you reasoned, hoping somehow he would get the point.

What you were saying made all the sense in the world to you, but not to Jack. He didn’t see what the big deal was, or why that mattered but clearly, you did.

There was this look in your eyes that he’d never seen before.

“This? Do the women Dean dates have this?” you asked, your voice little more than a whisper now as you grabbed at the fat around your middle with your fingers, as if proving your point.

To you, that skin was your biggest shame and more than enough reason for him not to care about you at all but Jack, being the metaphysical being he was, didn’t see a single flaw in you.

To him, every person was exactly how they needed to be and you were no exception to that.

You were perfect.

“I’m not sure. I’ve never looked at them too closely” he admitted, sitting down beside you on your bed, where you had decided to stay. It was far easier than standing there, having him look at you like that.

This whole thing was ridiculous.

It would have been much easier if he just accepted your no in the first place, but maybe that was the hardest part. Deep down, you didn’t want him to accept your no, or to know just how much you hated your own body.

There was nothing more embarrassing, but again, you had to remember who it was you were talking to.

Jack really didn’t have anything to gain by making you feel like a terrible person, and he didn't have a problem with how you looked. The only trouble would be making sure you understood that.

He didn’t see anything wrong with you, not at all.

“This is why you’re upset?” he clarified, Jack knew well enough to know that just because he didn’t understand why it was such a big deal, it was obviously affecting you quite a bit.

That meant it had to be important to him too.

“Yes Jack, you deserve a girl like the one’s Dean cares so much about. You can’t go out with me just because I’m the only girl you know” you tried, hoping that this would prove it to him.

There were plenty of other girls out there, girls far prettier than you, but even hearing that, Jack wasn’t swayed in the least.

He understood that you were different than they were, he was just lost on how they were somehow better.

They didn’t help him keep track of things that sometimes slipped his mind or read to him when he was too preoccupied to remember that he had to sleep every once and a while.

They didn’t pay attention to him or care about him, not like you did.

Besides, you were his best friend, his only friend. If there was anyone alive he was going to be in love with, or take on a date, it was you. There was no one in the world as important to him as you.

“But you’re my favorite girl, doesn’t that mean something too?” he tried, still genuinely confused if he had a point or not. He thought that he did but you seemed so sure that you were right.

He didn’t know what to believe.

“How can I be your favorite when I’m the only one you know?” you asked, a small laugh leaving your throat before you could stop it, thinking about how silly this whole thing was.

All Jack wanted to do was have dinner with you, or something like that, and you had turned it into something else completely.

He was trying to prove a point he didn’t even understand just because he cared about you, and that was sweet. Besides, it was nice to hear that you were his favorite girl, even if the roster was short.

You did like Jack, of course you did, you just didn’t want him to make a decision without knowing everything.

Right now, he didn’t know everything.

“Because even if I knew every girl on the planet, you would still be my favorite” he shrugged, leaving you just as speechless as you had been at the very start of this.

You wanted to talk to him, wanted to say anything, but it wouldn’t make any difference. There was nothing you could say that was going to make a difference, you wanted to go out with him.

More than anything.

“I’ll go on a date with you, if you’re sure it's what you want” you decided, looking into his blue eyes and finding it impossible to not do exactly that. You liked him and nothing was going to change that.

If he wanted to go on a date, a real date like normal people did, there was no sense in arguing with him.

“I would really like that”

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favefandomimagines · 4 years ago

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Oh (e.b.)

Summary: buck runs into his ex fling, taylor kelly, leaving you to feel like nothing but a second choice

AN: inspired by the winter finale of 911

You were a catch. You were smart, had a good job, beautiful. Guys were lining up to date you and yet the man you wanted to be with didn’t want you.

It seemed to everyone around you that the two of you were meant to be but to Buck, it wasn’t that obvious. He didn’t see how you looked at him, didn’t hear how you talked about him. Clearly, he didn’t know how you felt about him.

So, you stuck it out. You put your feelings on the back burner and just decided to be his friend. If he wanted to be with you, he would.

But you couldn’t ignore the feeling in your chest when he told you he was having dinner with Taylor Kelly.

“We got to talking at that call and then Albert said him and Veronica were having dinner and I just, called and asked if she wanted to come.” Buck explained. “And she said yes?” You asked.

“Yeah, she seemed on board. Maybe this is the universe telling me something.” He said. “The universe? You’ve never believed in that stuff.” You told him. “But this is Buck 3.0. I’m all for a change.” Buck answered. “When is this dinner again?” You asked. “Wednesday at 6.” He said.

“Oh.” You muttered quietly. Wednesday was your birthday. And it seemed that Buck was caught up in bettering himself and finding someone that he had completely forgotten about you. But you had enough trying to remind him and get him to see that you were right there the whole time.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you looked at the mug in your hands. “You okay?” He asked. “Uh, yeah. I think I’m gonna head home. I have a long shift tomorrow.” You said, rising from your seat.

“You just got here.” Buck pointed out. “Buck, I just, I gotta go.” You said in a more stern manner. He looked at you with furrowed eyebrows and watched you leave his apartment.

You let out a large sigh as you got in your car before the tears came.

How were you so unlucky that the guy you were head over heels for, wanted someone else? He wanted someone else so much, he forgot about her birthday. When you were right there through everything? You were there through Abby leaving, Ally breaking up with him, the lawsuit against the department, his parents, everything. And yet you were left on the back burner.

You always put his feelings above your own, not because you felt like you should. But because you cared about him and if he was happy, you were happy. Though, the more you thought about it, the more you realized that he sometimes didn’t give you that same courtesy.

Your day was like the day from hell. Everything that could go wrong in your line of work, went completely wrong. To make matters worse, you had lost one of your favorite patients. She had stage 3 leukemia but she never let that change her personality.

She made going to the hospital after shifts worth while because at least you got to spend time with her. But the cancer was too aggressive for the chemo and she died in her sleep that night. You tried not to let losses get to you but she had been your patient since you started volunteering at the hospital. You were really hoping you’d see her remission but the universe had other plans.

All you wanted to do was lay on the couch with Buck and just cry. You got in your car and dialed his number, getting a few rings before he picked up. “Hey, you!” He greeted you. “Hey, do you maybe want to come over later? I’ve had the worst day. I lost a patient and-” You started before he cut you off.

“I’m sorry, Y/N, I can’t. I have a date tonight, trying to put myself back out there.” He said. “I can come over after.” He added. “No, forget it. It’s fine.” You said. “You sound upset.” Buck said. “I’m fine, Buck. Enjoy your date.” You replied before hanging up the phone.

Since that evening, you had been avoiding Buck like the plague. On shifts, you wouldn’t talk to him. Sticking to Chimney and Hen like glue to avoid any conversation with Buck.

You went so far to ask to ride in the ambulance to calls, rather than in the fire engine like usual. It wasn’t odd for you to be in the ambulance because you were an EMT but you usually rode with the rest of the team.

“Does anyone know why Y/N won’t ride with us anymore?” Buck asked his crew. “Are you that dumb?” Hen asked. “Hen,” Bobby started. “It’s because of you, dude.” Eddie answered. “Me? What did I do?” Buck questioned. “Well, you blow her off all the time, completely ignore her feelings and ditch her for dates and you’re so oblivious you can’t see that she’s totally in love with you.” Eddie explained. “When you were hurt in the hospital, she didn’t come to work for days because she didn’t want you the throw a clot. She had to work triple shifts just to make enough to pay her rent because of all the days she missed sitting with you. Did you ever thank her for that?” Bobby added. “Well, no, but-” He started.

“And when she lost her favorite patient, Emily, did you ask her if she was okay?” Bobby asked. “I-I couldn’t I had a date. And she didn’t say it was Emily.” Buck said, trying to defend yourself. “If you don’t reciprocate her feelings, that’s fine. But she’s your best friend. And as her best friend, you are supposed to be there when she needs you. She shouldn’t have to explain herself.” Bobby concluded. “You also forgot her birthday.” Chimney added as they all got out of the engine.

The rest of his shift, Buck tried getting you to talk to him. But it was always, ‘I’m busy, Buck’ or ‘Can’t talk, we’re working.’ He’d given up when he tried to stop you after a call and you had given him a look he had never seen before.

The guilt was eating him alive. He was a terrible friend to you and he thought being with you was a pipe dream. Until Hen and Eddie told him you loved him. But regardless of your feelings for him, you had done so much for him and he didn’t realize it until you were gone.

That night, Buck went over to Taylor’s to gain more perspective on what he could do to fix what he royally screwed up.

“I don’t know what to do. She hasn’t talked to me in weeks. We’ve never gone this long without talking.” Buck explained to Taylor.

“Well, you did forget her birthday. And not give it a second thought that she was hurting over the loss of a patient.” She said. “That’s not helping.” He replied. “You asked for my help and I’m being honest. You really hurt her. She almost got evicted because she was so worried about you. The first person she wanted to be with after her friend died was you and you went on a date instead.” Taylor said. “I know. I tried to talk to her but she won’t answer any of my calls or texts. She won’t even look at me anymore.” Buck said.

“You are so stupid sometimes.” Taylor laughed. “What?” Buck asked. “She has feelings for you. Why else would she get so upset? If she only saw you as a friend, you would be getting screamed at not avoided.” She explained.

“Everyone keeps saying that but there’s no way Y/N has feelings for me. She’s...perfect. Perfect doesn’t fall for damaged goods.” Buck rebutted. “Trust me, she loves you.” Taylor told him. “And do you love her?” She asked. “Of course I do. But being with her seemed like it was too good to happen so I tried to move on. I guess I tried so hard I ended up hurting her anyways.” Buck answered.

“Then tell her. And do a whole lot of graveling while you’re at it.” Taylor said.

Buck quickly left the apartment and got into his car driving like a bat out of hell. When he arrived at your apartment, he didn't even bother to park in the parking stall correctly, his main focus was just getting to you.

When he finally reached your door, he knocked on it rather harshly and heard the sound of your urgent footsteps coming to find out who it was.

"Buck? What are you doing here?" You asked. Buck couldn't even find the words to answer because he was more focused on what you were wearing.

You had on a formed fitting red dress, your hair was curled and flowing over your shoulders and you looked beautiful.

"Wh-Why are you dressed like that?" He stammered. "I have a date." You answered. "You have a date? With who?" Buck asked. "Emily's brother. We became close when Emily had chemo and after she died we kept in tough. Why are you here?" You questioned.

"Don't go on the date. Please, for the love of god, don't go on that date. Because I love you, Y/N. I was too stupid to see it until you weren't around anymore. And I was terrible to you. I was supposed to be your best friend and I was so worried about my own life I dnd't even ask you how you were doing and oh my god I missed your birthday." Buck rambled.

"Slow down, Buckley, and talk to me at a normal rate, please." You said.

Buck took a deep breath and looked at you intently. "I'm in love with you. I-I always have but being with you always seemed like a pipe dream because you're perfect. You have always been perfect and you know that I'm not." Buck explained.

"Exactly. I've seen you at your worst and I still love you but even as your best friend you never gave me the time of day. Missing my birthday to go to dinner with Taylor Kelly. Brushing me off after Emily died because you had a date." You laughed bitterly. "I have stood by you no matter what. But god forbid I need you once in a while." You added.

"And I am so sorry, Y/N. You have every right to be upset with me, I'm upset with me. I'm pissed off at myself because I didn't realize what I had until it was too late." Buck replied. "Evan, do you understand the situation you just put me in? I get to go on a date with a great guy, one who actually pays attention and then the man I've been in love with for years, shows up at my doorstep to tell me he loves me back." You started.

Buck's facial expression fell, fearing the worst and anticipating you telling him that you'd moved on and he was too late.

"And I have to call that guy and tell him that I can't make it. Because the person I actually want to be with is right here." You finished.

The light in Buck's eyes returned at your words, looking at you with a gentle smile.

"Really?" He asked. "Yes, really and please don't make me regret it. You've screwed up a lot lately, let's not add us to the list." You said. "So there's an us now?" Buck questioned. "I-If that's okay with you." You stuttered. "It's absolutely okay with me." Buck said with a smile.

"I guess I got all dressed up for nothing." You sighed, letting Buck inside your apartment.

Buck was quiet for a moment as he watched you take your heels off and your earrings, placing them on the table by the door. "Then let's not make it for nothing. Let me take you out on our first official date." He said.

"Besides, I need to see you in that dress more often." He added a smirk on his face. "Alright then, Buckley. Take me on a date. You have a lot to make up for." You smiled, offering him your hand.

Buck took your hand in his, happily, and held you steady as you put your shoes back on. “Trust me, Y/N, it’ll be the best date you’ve ever been on.” He said.

In the moment, you laughed at his words but after the date had concluded and all was said and done, it had indeed been the best date you have ever been on.

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skeezsbbygirl · 4 years ago

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kiss it better + bang chan

hello lovelies! (づ￣ ³￣)づ

im back with another bang chan scenario <3 hope you guys enjoy this one!! (oh and tmt hit 1k+ notes ahhh thank you so much >.<, also i might be uploading a prince!chan fic soon, stay tuned sunshines)

STRAY KIDS EVERYWHERE ALL AROUND THE WORLD.

"Chris, baby, please."

It's been two hours, nearing three, since Chris decided to give you the silent treatment. The cause of your current suffering rooted from the events that took place last night.

A college friend of yours happened to be visiting the city, and what better way to celebrate a rare occasion than dressing up and going for a girl's night out with a bunch of your other friends. Chris happily agreed to let you go, he didn't need much convincing since he trusted you with everything and that included you getting home in one piece.

As the late hours of the night passed and shifted over to the wee hours of the morning, Chris grew worried, checking his phone for the nth time as he expected a call or text from you to reassure him that you were fine, or that you were at least still alive somewhere.

Fortunately, he managed to get a hold of your situation through one of your friends, credits to Jisung for grabbing her number that one time you guys set them up for a date.

"Hyung, she said that (y/n) got into a cab ten minutes ago," Jisung explained over the phone. "Her phone also died, so that's probably the reason why you haven't heard from her," he added.

"Alright, got it. Thanks, Ji."

Strike one.

Your drunk self thought that it was a good idea to call for a cab, even declining your girlfriend's offer to drive you home. You insisted that you were fine and that you would only derail their way home since your apartment's route leads to the opposite direction. So, in your semi-intoxicated state, you hopped into a cab and made your way home.

Strike two.

You came home last night, struggling to keep a certain level of sobriety. Heels in one hand and your clutch in the other. You weren't completely hammered, but it was still enough to piss Chris off as he took in your drunken state.

Strike three.

Nevertheless, Chris patiently took care of you. He helped you out of your clothes, took your makeup off for you, and tucked you in bed with him.

You could've gotten away with what happened, until your hungover self decided to betray you.

When Chris sat you down for breakfast, he managed to ease in the happenings of last night, carefully bringing it up as to not agitate you or make you feel like he's blaming you for going out and having fun.

He was just worried, especially having known that you went home all by yourself without even contacting him.

"Baby, you could've borrowed one of your friends' phone and asked me to come pick you up," Chris sighed as he reached out for your hand, placing his on top of yours, his fingers tracing circles on your skin.

"I know and I'm sorry, but can you just scold me later?" you said, your tone a little harsher than you intended it to be, probably due to the lingering headache and side effects of your drinks last night. You felt like your skull was being split into two and you just wanted to eat and recover in silence.

"Babe, I'm not scolding you. I was just-"

You cut Chris off. "Alright, I get it, you were worried but I took care of myself. So let's just argue later, yeah?" you snapped.

And you're out.

Upon hearing your reply, Chris' jaw clenched, visibly appearing offended and irritated. He retracted his hand from yours, opting to cross his arms over his chest.

You bit your tongue when the words you spat out finally settled in. It sounded wrong and you definitely shouldn't have said that. You readied yourself for the argument that was about to ensue, but nothing came.

"Okay."

That was all he said before he stood up and left.

Your eyes widened at the sudden realization that slapped you back into reality, the ugly outcome of your sudden outburst.

You were about to get up and follow Chris to apologize, however, the sudden throbbing pain in your head disabled you from getting out of your seat. Instead, you were forced to sit back down and wallow in guilt.

And that's how you ended up getting the silent treatment.

You left your boyfriend alone for a few hours, hoping that his anger would dissipate by the time that your hungover got better. But much to your dismay, he wasn't having it with you.

"Baby, can I come in?" you knocked on the door of Chris' home studio.

Silence.

"Chris, baby, please," you tried again, but you were still met with silence. You let out a sigh as you ambled back towards the living room, deciding to just give him space and talk it out whenever he's ready.

Chris was naturally a forgiving person, a little tougher on his members, but a complete sweetheart when it comes to you. So when he gave you the silent treatment for the very first time that day, you didn't know what to do.

So, you waited.

A couple of hours passed, three and a half, now, to be exact, you heard Chris' door unlock. You immediately perked up at the sound, quickly scurrying on your feet to meet him.

"Chris, I'm sorry," you apologized with your head hung low, eyes on the ground, and fingers fiddling with the hem of your shirt.

Nothing. Nothing, but the cold breeze of Chris passing by, giving you no due attention. He sauntered towards the kitchen and opened the fridge, paying more attention to the cold food items that were displayed in front of him.

How you wish you were the half-eaten cheesecake now, huh?

Having enough with his torturous act, you were set on using the two tricks you had up your sleeves -- 1) faking an injury, as petty as that sounds, you were desperate, and 2) luring him with something he likes, be it an innocent gesture or a daring one, you would practically do anything at this point.

With your first plan in mind, you crept up behind him and positioned yourself near the edge of the marble kitchen island, placing your hip at the sharp corner so that it would appear as if you bumped against it.

From a third person's point of view, you probably looked stupid, scratch that, you did look stupid, but you were set on breaking Chris' silent streak.

"Ah!" you yelped in pain, hands quickly coming up to clutch your right side. You dropped on the ground, still maintaining your hold on your "injured" torso.

As soon as you cried out in pain, Chris hurried to your side.

"Baby, are you okay?" he asked with a worried expression plastered on his face. His cold demeanor immediately melting once he saw you clutching your side. "What happened, babygirl?" he crouched down to meet your level.

"I accidentally hit the edge of the counter," you said. "Come here, baby," Chris placed your arms around his neck as he scooped you up from the ground, carrying you bridal style towards the living room.

"Show me where it hurts, love," Chris ordered as he sat you down with him. He carefully moved you on his lap, making you straddle him.

"Right here," you pointed towards a random patch of skin on your right side. Chris placed his hand over the supposedly injured area, gently soothing it with the warmth that radiated from his palm.

Adding the icing on the cake, you hissed in pain as his hand came in contact with your skin. "Shh, it's okay, baby. I got you," Chris cooed as he planted a kiss on your cheek, in hopes of making you feel better.

He lifted your shirt up a bit, allowing him to inspect for any cuts or damage to your skin. "Do you want me to go get an ice pack?" Chris offered. "No, it's fine," you replied.

"Alright, just tell me if need anything," Chris responded as he leaned down to press a chaste kiss on your exposed skin, tugging your shirt back down as he pulled away.

You nuzzled your face into his neck, in an attempt to conceal the grin that was forming on your lips. Completely fooled by your actions, Chris continued rubbing your side as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear.

"Does it hurt anywhere else, baby?" Chris asked and you nodded. "Here," you pulled away from him and pointed towards your chest. He shot you a puzzled look, confused as to why your chest would hurt when you claimed that you bumped your side.

"Because I was trying to apologize to my boyfriend a couple of hours ago, but instead, he gave me the silent treatment," you pouted.

Chris bursted out in laughter as he heard your response.

"It's true. I followed him around like a lost puppy, but he locked himself inside his studio. Totally unfair and uncalled for," you continued and Chris shook his head in disbelief, his laughter coming to a stop as he calmed down.

"I could say the same thing about what happened last night," Chris challenged, raising one eyebrow at you.

"I'm sorry. I know I was being stupid. I should've called you or at least shot you a message from my friend's phone to let you know that I was coming home late. I just thought that if I called, I was going to end up bothering you, considering that it was such an ungodly hour," you explained, fiddling with the string of his hoodie.

"(Y/n), you could never be a bother to me," Chris said, "And did you honestly think that I could sleep knowing that you were out there?"

"I was so worried about you. Thank Jisung for having one of your friend's number because I was this close to losing it," Chris stated.

"I know. I'm really sorry," you pressed a kiss to his lips. "I promise I won't do it again, forgive me?" you added, pecking his lips once more.

"I can't stay mad at you," Chris let out a defeated sigh. "Of course. I forgive you, babygirl," he gave you a small smile.

You cheered and pulled him in for a hug, momentarily forgetting about your said injury.

"Do you feel better now?" Chris teased as he poked your sides, making you jolt in surprise. "Christopher!" you squealed, bursting in a fit of giggles as you realized that you've been caught red-handed.

Well, at least the intentions of your plan worked.

"You know what they say, desperate times call for desperate measures," you shrugged and Chris chuckled in amusement. He leaned in and gave you a kiss.

"You're lucky you're cute."

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