#Im over it but earlier today i was a little hung up and honestly i frowned at thag bc

[dballzposting]

I domt think that I can look at this redbubble sticker the same way anymore now that I know that he licks that cat

[sirtaehyunsalot]

What’s His Deal? (pt 1)

pairing: Thomas Valles x fem!reader 💀

one-sidedish love, crack if you squint really hard

warnings: cursing, some racist remarks from white fam 🧍‍♀️, my horrible Spanish, lmk what else

word count: 988 💀💀

AN: im so embarrassed lmfao; i know this movie takes place in the 80s but i didn’t center it arnd that 1) bc i don't know shit about the 80s and 2) bc now u can visualize it in any time period you want. And if you’re not white then you can just act like you were adopted by the White family lmao

You reached into your locker and hung up your bag. Just when you were about to close your locker you heard 3 pairs of footsteps running in your direction. By the time you turned around to see what was happening, it was already too late as one of the boys plowed straight into you, causing you to fall backwards into your still open locker, dropping your things all over the floor and twisting your ankle in the process. Some people who witnessed the whole scene unfold were nearly peeing themselves laughing (you probably would have laughed too if it wasn't for the fact that you were the one experiencing this) and others were looking at you in surprise.

Today was your first day at school in McFarland, California. You already hated this place because it was hot, musty, dirty, noisy, and boring. You and your family had to move here after your dad lost his temper at one of his football players at your old school. Now here you were, in a town where almost everyone spoke Spanish, and roosters woke you up at the ass crack of dawn.

One of the running boys had stopped and turned around to see what had happened to you. When he saw you trying to get out of your locker he turned back around to push the guy that had bulldozed you into the locker.

“Look what you did, ese! Didn’t even bother to apologize” He exclaimed before walking towards you. “Here, lemme help you,” He pulled you up from your locker, closed the door, and started helping you pick up your things.

“Gracias,” You blurted out. You had no idea why you said “thank you” in Spanish, you already knew full well that he spoke English.

“You’re welcome,” He answered with a smile before walking away.

You thought that boy was kinda cute. But you knew a little bit better than to fall head over heels for a dude you had just met and didn't even know the name of just based on looks alone, but you still couldn't get your mind off of that boy. You thought about him so much that during first period you almost didn't hear the teacher telling you to introduce yourself as the new girl in class, which led to you standing in front of the classroom in silence for a good 10 seconds before you realized what you were supposed to be doing. You thought about him in class, at lunch, while you were waiting for your dad to pick you up from school, and even during the ride home.

“Hellooooo, (nameeee), earth to (nameeee),” your little sister Jamie called out to you from the backseat of your dad’s car.

“What do you want?” You sighed, slightly annoyed that she had interrupted your daydreaming session.

“Who’s that dude?”

“Why would I know anyone in McFarland? We’ve only been here for like 3 days”

“Because he’s really fast!”

You finally looked out of the window to see what this girl was talking about, and what you saw was honestly something out of a superhero movie. The guy that helped you earlier was running. Running as fast as the car you were in!

“But we’re going-” -you pause to check the speedometer- “12 miles an hour-! And he’s able to catch up to the car??”

“Like I said, really fast!”

“Oh, I know him! That’s Thomas Valles, he’s the one that gave me a tour around the school today,” said your other sister Julie, around the same age as you.

“Thomas?” you became flustered at the mention of his name.

“OOOO! (Name) likes him!! Dad!! Get closer, get closer! (Name) wants to be closer to her crush!!” Jamie screamed

“SHUT UP JAMIE! I don’t like him, it’s just that he helped me get myself together when I fell ass first into my locker after one of his ‘amigos’ mowed me down while running in the hallway,” you huffed in annoyance as you remembered all the people that were looking and laughing at you.

Unbeknownst to you however, Thomas had stopped running because he noticed your family stalking him and went to stand in front of your car (not the smartest move on his part.)

“Why are you following me, blanco.” he demanded rather than asked when your dad stopped the car.

“Do you know how fast you were going?” your dad questioned.

“What are you a cop?”

Your father was quite taken aback by Thomas’s reaction to this. The guy didn’t even seem fazed by the fact that he was going 12 miles an hour!

“You were running at 12mph, that's pretty fast, Valez,” your dad quipped

Thomas chose to ignore the fact that Mr. White had butchered his name. “Well I obviously don’t have a car, right?”

“Can I give you a ride..?”

“No, but you can stop following me.” Thomas replied before he turned around and continued running off to wherever he was going.

“What’s his deal?” Julie scoffed at the whole interaction. “We were only trying to be nice to him, is this how everyone acts in McFarland?”

“I know right?” Jamie agreed.

“In his defense, I think I would be pretty creeped out too if I was a Mexican boy being chased by a van full of random white people,” you half-joked.

Your family let out a loud laugh at your little joke and moved on to other topics soon after. Although, you on the other hand, were still thinking about Thomas for the rest of the way home. And during dinner. And while you were watching TV. And before bed. And even when you were in bed he still managed to creep back into your thoughts. You were also thinking about the question Julie asked during the ride home. “What’s his deal?” What was Thomas Valles’s deal? You had no idea, but you immediately knew that you wanted to find out.

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This was wild 💀 lmao pt 2 will be coming soon shoot me an ask if you want to be in my taglist

[jujuspams]

Koga

This here is Koga “You gone be my woman today”

Also known as Koga “I don’t give a damn if you got a man. Tell that nigga I want all the smoke

He honestly reminds me of a fuck boy just a bit

I mean nobody has Miroku the fuckboy beat

That nigga was known for trying to holla at everybody, but at least he had a reason

FUCKING LOOK AT HIM

Let me suck ya dick

I mean you gone have to wash that bitch first but hey

I’m ready to have some half wolf babies

Bitch just call me mama wolf in this bitch

Ohhh lord I’m ready

I wanted Inuyasha to have the energy that Koga had

Like my nigga if you don’t stop thirstin after a dead bitch

He acted like it was so hard for him to choose

Oh, ok now it’s all fun and games until Kagome hops on the wolf penis

He gone be looking really stupid then

I hated that he only seemed to show his feelings when Koga wanted a piece

Like noo playboy keep that same energy

I'll be strong for you daddy Koga!!!

Please just give me one chance

You can't tell me this man wont worship the ground I walk on

I just know he'll make sure I have everything i could ever need

I could get lost in those ocean blue eyes

Kagome don't know what to do with that

Like girl these men are trash nowadays you better hop on that

Young me just did not get what was so hard

Like this man clearly has some strong as feelings for you and you want the one that's hung up on his ex

But I can't lie I got friends like that and imma stick beside them cause they my girls

If you see this girl let that trash ass man go sis, he is messing up yo ph. balance

And let's not forget my boy was not scared to fight for some love

he stayed running the fade with Inuyasha

Koga the type of dude that when you tell him you got a man, he tells you to go get that nigga

like sir what

and they stayed calling each other slurs like Koga why are you calling this man a mutt

Like the beef was always on sight

My girl Kagome had them fighting over the pussy

that is until Kikiyo came around then she's on her own

And we not finna sit here and act like Koga wasn't feeding Inuyasha them feet

hit him with a swift kick to the chin

Hit his ass with that sweet chin music

Yall heard it here first if a man ever does this to me im folding like freshly dried laudry

im sorry baby i still love you

but this right here does something to me

Like yea it gets the waters rolling but it also gives that little girl from middle school the romance she always wanted

like look me in the eyes and tell me what you love about me and why you would never leave me

like pls i desevre it

everybody deserves something like this

Koga never had a problem with telling Kagome that he loved her

i honestly think thats what i love so much about his chareter

like yea he was cute and all that, but i really just enjoyed how open he was with his feelings

Now that we passed that babydaddy

HARPO WHO IS THIS WOMAN

like what do you mean you got a whole wife out here

and you just acting like my girl Ayame don`t exist

I was confused as hell when she stepped on the scene

I was like now wait a damn minute sis I called dibs first

like we can be sister wives, but just know I'm the one in charge

like Koga deadass treated her like she was a redheaded stepchild

my boy said no face no case

I was like nobody is safe, all of these men are trash

like God the men you are giving us suck, like can you drop a new update or something please

just when you think you got a good one, here come the wife from the woodworks

like bitch where were you earlier when he was pouring his heart6 out

I then fell for him now bitch, now we gotta share him

I can truthfully say that Koga is the reason that I would fuck a werewolf now

yea I said it, I would 100% without a doubt throw it back for a werewolf call me what you want but a coward isn't one of them

And I'm not talking about some oh maybe if there weren't any other choices no, they the first choice

Look at Kagome yawl see how happy she looks

she loves it over there

I bet he gives good hugs

But in all seriousness, I probably would have folded for Koga

Seeing as how Sesshomaru and I aren't talking anymore

Raggedy bitch

I feel like yea he's a safe choice because I know he'll love me unconditionally but it's nothing wrong with that

I don't always want somebody that I have to fight for

So that's how I feel about my boy Koga

And oh my goodness it's been so long since I've done one of these

Like I almost forgot how I use to do these

But you can never forget the thirst that is forever

You always end up coming back to your roots

And besides I missed y'all

But imma end it there if it's any mistakes I'll just come back and fix them

But it's like 12 in the morning and i just got the sudden urge to do this

But Imma head out ya'll stay thirsty my hoes

[mihwee]

Hello! how are you today?. I just found your account and I want to ask a request (if you don't mind of course) but can I request a explicit smut with Sub!top!male reader x Dom! Claude from who made me a princess.

It's okay if you don't want to do it :)

Have a nice day!

thank you so much for requesting, ill start this fanfic off with a little note. : im only halfway or atleast a bit inside of the webcomic. Please excuse me if i missed or create any plot holes, but ill avoid it and make this entirely out of smut to avoid problems. Much love !!

(Will modify as i read through more of the chapters :))

Pairings : Caretaker!m!top reader x claude (who made me a princess)

Synopsis: You've been waiting all day for this. Although claude never clarified of what he said earlier, you clearly knew what he ment. and it honestly bothered you on how serious he intended his words, but it either doesnt fail when he rotates the gears in action.

WARNINGS: explicit sex , R-17+ , Quickie?

Tags: Exhibitionism, chair / desk sex , reversed cowgirl , cursing , spit as lube

DNI: minors under the age of 16, fujos/fudans , homophobics

Feel free to leave constructive criticism and tips :))

I gulped, feeling sticks and pins slowly drag down my throath as i avert my eyes from directly looking at the blonde emperor.

Claude finally called me over after i let the princess athanasia off in the vast palace garden. As her caretaker, it was rather a suprising command for i was told to keep a close eye on her at all times, he always strictly implies that i should. Even forgetting to Leave her somewhere will get one of youre limbs torn off for hellsake!

But now, this icy cold bastard is sitting on my lap. Sternly looking at me that is, a warm blush crept up youre ears. You coudnt lie, you can never. Infront of that ridicoulously handsome face of his, it even hurts to. youre hand trembled to even went up and hold his nicely sat hips. "You're highness, please not in youre office." You managed to stutter, Feeling sharp amethyst blue eyes dig into your flesh.

His loose clothes hung nicely around his body, soft and silky that defines royalty, a Handsome face to add to his already finely muscled body. he scoffed. re-arranging you're hands to fit on his waist perfectly from how sparkly youre eyes were to admire him. "why should i ?" He replied effortlessly. Staring right into yours, before lowering his gaze down the bulging tent inside youre pants. It was rather embarassing, staring at the opeining of his chest and torso as if it was a womans, how filthy.

"When youre staring daggers onto my body. " he coldly teased, leaning in forward and closer to youre ear, it gave you jolts of exciting fear. it made you feel warm, feeling as if youll melt the harder he stared on planning what to do with you next. someone as unbothered and fierce like him pilant onto youre lap was enough to turn you on, apart that his dominance doesnt change in the bedroom or in the midst of a war.

he leaned in to the space of youre neck and shoulder, softly biting marks thats not quite noticable to what meets the eye. He gently plucked out soft pants from youre mouth, Up to youre jaw, and to youre cherry red lips. He bit youre lower lip. Shoving his cold hands under youre shirt with no shame. Just because he personally bought half of youre closet he needs to be this bold, a side that many people were to see. That made youre blood slightly boil with annoyance. How many women have he touched other than you to be this non-chalant? Claude saw youre eyes daze off with mild jealousy. he leaned closer, grabbing youre hair with a pull. "Focus."

You whined in response, tighthening youre grip around his waist the deeper he went inside youre mouth, salivia pooled and drooled down youre chin. claude lewdly sucked on your tounge, slanting his hips above as the white silk fall one by another, "mmh.' He grunted, sneakily taking out his hand from youre shirt up to youre open-panting mouth. taking up enough salivia to coat his fingers with slick-slimy drool. He brung his hand to his ass, while his other busy placing you at youre place.

Moving away the expensive cloth, he placed the tip of his finger to his puckering hole, clenching all the while from youre whiny breaths. He softly moaned Inyo youre mouth, how disgusting. He thought to himself, salivia was everywhere, dripping down youre chest and to his own chin. But he coudnt have himself stop, seeing you like this made his dick throb painfully. so pretty, so, so, pretty.

Only for him to see.

as the digits of his fingers added. Claudes deep but soft moans got louder, the slick of his fingers going in and out distracted him from kissing you deeper till youre mind was throughly fucked out. Unintentionally poking his prostate made him whine. A face that you rarely get to see, slightly warm and red. Clothes that seem like its gonna fall off at any moment.

"Get youre pants off." He breathed heavily. A stern command. "W, what?-" you mumbled half dazed. He scoffs. fastening the pace of his fingers. "I dont like... hah-repeating what i say once." He grabbed a handfull of youre hair once more, grabbing it with such force that goes straight to youre boner.

" i said take youre fucking pants off."

"Or should i rip youre clothes off this instant?" He gritted his teeth. Terrifyingly serious, as you gulped you immediatley went to youre zipper. putting it down, the zipper almost flying off. As the constraints was brought down, youre dick sprung out. leaking with oozy slime. he breathed out. spreading his legs to both side of youre thighs to position himself right on youre dick, You yelped. Slamming his ass down almost immediatley when he got the positioning right. "Nngh." He moaned. Eyes closed and head slightly throwned back.

The silk collars falling off his sharp shoulder blade to his defined bicep. his torso was pale and muscled. His blonde hair messy and uncertain, as you both groan out in plessure, He began to fuck himself onto you. Feeling youre lenght go up and down his abdomen, his tight and wet hole that you only got to experience. his sparkly golden strands bounce up and down from how hard he pushed himself onto you.

It feels so fucking good, a mutual feeling that claude was to ashamed to admit. a tight onahole so much better than you got to experience in youre previous life. Constraining youreself from just grabbing and pushing him down the desk to go and fuck him dumb, but you knew youreself you woudnt survive another day to see such claude.

you quietly but softly thrusted onto his ass, poking his prostate whenever you do so. "Slow down you prick." He softly whined "and let me do the work." gritting his teeth as he held a tight grip onto his dick. A hand on youre shoulder. Without making a mistake. He let go of his cock and placed it with the grip of youre hand. As he held himself with a hand on youre leg, he rolled his torso in such way to ride youre dick properly. You stand back, changing the pace, you fastly stroked his dick, rubbing his glans that made him choke out groans, He clenched around youre dick, feeling youre tip rub on his prostate. "Ah,-Cumming-" you whined out, head lolling onto the side as you heavily breathed

"Then cum." He panted. Rolling his hips one last time to milk youre dick dry, white streaks of semen filled him up, feeling full at the feeling, he came quickly right after. painting his expensive robes with hot semen . "Oh, oh no- youre robe, youre highness-" you even worried, before meeting another set of lips on youres. "Shut youre trap. i can buy hundreds of these whenever i want." He groaned lewdly, his ass still clenching at youre still hard-dick.

"Bring me a dog collar the next time we meet." He commanded, still out breath.

"Youre still barking too much for my own liking."

[fandomlit]

secretive (shane madej x reader)

requested by anon “Could you do a Shane Madej x reader where he thinks the reader is cheating on him with Ryan. Like they whisper things to eachother and stop when Shane enters the room, they text all the time and hang out without Shane a lot. He ends up snapping at the reader about it but it turns out they were actually planning a suprise for him.”

summary shane madej has never been an insecure guy. but when it comes to you, that side can come out to play.

gif cred belongs to @ryanbergara​

shane was rarely insecure. he had learned to become proud of who he is, lanky limbs and all. but of course, there was the occasional slip up--especially when it came to you.

when shane first met you, he was smitten. your dorky personality, stunning beauty, and unrelenting kindness drew him into you instantly, and he chased that feeling to the ends of the earth. and now, almost a year and a half into your relationship, he could honestly say that he has never been happier.

but of course, those pesky insecurities come out to play sometimes.

shane had volunteered to do coffee run that morning before filming unsolved. when he came back to the office where he had left you both, he saw you two sitting unbearably close at the desk, talking and smiling and ignoring everyone else in the room setting up for the shoot.

trying his best to brush it off, he entered the office and gave you both a smile. “caffeine time?”

you leaned away from ryan, clapping excitedly. “caffeine time!”

he gave a wide grin at your cheeriness and grabby hands, handing you the order he had memorized on your first date. 

you stood up from the desk and giggled, “you can have your seat back. i gotta get back to work.”

“alright, have fun,” shane smiled. you gave him a quick kiss before skipping off to your workplace. after shane settled in his seat with his coffee, he said to ryan as casually as he could, “what were the whispers about?”

ryan gave him an entirely unconvincing confused look. “what whispers?”

“between you and y/n,” shane explained, motioning to the door you had just exited through.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” ryan said, shaking his head at shane. before shane could press any further, you came back into the office.

“sorry,” you giggled. “forgot my phone.” you snatched off of the small table and then pointed to ryan with a serious expression. “text me, bergara.” and then you left, just as quickly as you had come.

ryan looked up from his prepared manila folder to the camera crew, not daring to glance at the unintentionally glaring shane, and spoke, “are we ready to roll?”

..

“who are you texting?” shane teased when he entered the living room to see you curled up, smiling at your phone.

“just ryan,” you shrugged. that didn’t sit right with shane.

“you two seem awfully close lately,” shane tried to comment nonchalantly. but if he implicated that anything was wrong in his tone, you didn’t notice. you just giggled as your phone buzzed with another text. shane took a sip of his tea with a frown.

after a while of smiling at your phone, you moved over to cuddle with shane as he watched a show on netflix.

you placed a kiss on his cheek as you draped yourself over him. “i love you.”

that did lighten his heart a bit. “i love you, too.”

..

ryan and shane got lunch together many days of the week. then he would come back to the office, pay you a visit in yours, and get back to work. but today, ryan had a different idea in mind.

“why don’t we eat with y/n today?” the shorter man proposed. that unsettled shane a bit. supernatural beings were nothing to him, but a guy taking invested interest in his girl friend as of late? that rattled him.

shane excused, “she’s usually busy during our lunch.. but we can check.” he shrugged. “no harm in that.” and though his thoughts betrayed his words, he led the way to your office.

you were on the phone when shane peeked in. you waved him in as you spoke, “it’s alright, lea.” you tapped your pencil against your desk as the boys filtered in. “yeah, just send it and we can edit and complete. it’s no problem. just relax and enjoy a day off, girl. of course. see you.” you hung up and gave the boys a smile.

“what was that about?” shane asked, coming closer to your desk to give you a quick kiss.

“was that the girl who hasn’t shown up for the past few days?” ryan asked, taking the seat across from your desk.

“yes,” you groaned. “im trying to be patient with her, she’s using some sick days so i can’t really get on her, but did she have to take off in the middle of this project?” you let out a huff.

shane was slightly bothered that ryan knew more about this than he did. but instead, he asked, “would it comfort you at all if we had lunch with you today? or is this girl taking up your schedule?”

you grasped his hand in yours. “please have lunch with me.” you reached out your hand to ryan, who laughed as he took it. you squeezed both of their hands, though shane’s lips were now tightly pursed. “this morning has been insane.”

“we got you,” ryan nodded with a grin that you returned sweetly. when you looked up at shane, he quickly changed his expression into a grin. he felt his jealousy rising second by second during the entire lunch.

..

shane had just walked into the breakroom to see you and ryan laughing as you poured yourself a cup of tea. “that’s actually not a bad idea, bergara. where’d you come up with that one?”

“i’ve got so much in this noggin, you don’t even know, l/n,” ryan responded easily, making you laugh again. shane still hadn’t been noticed, but he felt as if his heart was beating so loud that he surely would be.

“but yeah, shane stays late every thursday,” you continued, “so if you came over right after work, we should be able to get it all done and shane wouldn’t even know!”

“im a genius,” ryan praised.

“that you are,” you agreed, holding your cup out. he clinked his water bottle against it and you both turned to the door. shane was long gone.

..

you had stayed a little bit late that day, and so shane was stuck pacing your shared apartment as he awaited your arrival home, thinking of what to say.

his blood boiled as he thought of the implications of the past couple of weeks. you and ryan were definitely planning something. and with how close you two were lately, it was probably something that shane, your boyfriend, would not care for at all. and if his thoughts were right, then had this happened before? is he only noticing this now? he couldn’t even begin with what he needed to say to you.

you were the most important thing to him. from the moment he met you, he knew he had to be with you. and now that you could be cheating on him with his best friend? his heart was pumping and aching in his chest, and he didn’t know whether to be angry or sad.

when you opened the door, his head immediately shot up. “hey,” you smiled. after you closed the door behind you and took in his frantic state, you asked, “something wrong?”

“we gotta talk,” was all he could manage as he shook his head.

you furrowed your brow as you slipped off your jacket and dropped your bag. “okay..?” you stepped toward him. “what about?”

but your innocence just seemed to frustrate him. “i know about you and ryan.” you stopped in your tracks, but he didn’t dare glance at your reaction to his words. he was worried about what he’d find there. “i heard you guys talking in the breakroom earlier about meeting up when im not home, and how you two always text lately, and you’re always.. touching and..” he took a breath. “i know, y/n.” he finally looked up at you to see your face frozen in what seemed to be shock and concern. you stepped closer to him.

“shane, what?” he stood his ground, arms crossed as you moved in front of him. “shane, no.. no, i love you so much, i would never cheat on you.” you placed your hands on his arms and looked him dead in his eyes. but his expression remained stone.

“why should i believe that?” he spoke lowly.

he wished he hadn’t seen your heart break in your eyes. “shane, ryan and i are your best friends, we wouldn’t dare do that to you. we..” you let out a sigh through your nose and removed your hands from his arms to fish your phone out of your pocket. you unlocked it and handed it to him, revealing the texts between you and ryan.

scrolling up, he found:

boogara, 12:38pm okay, this might be a stupid question..

y/n, 12:42pm i love it already, do tell

boogara, 12:44pm alright do you think it would be at all possible to get balloons custom made as characters from the hotdaga?

y/n, 12:45pm OHMYGOD I LOVE IT WE ABSOLUTELY CAN IM LOOKING INTO IT RN

boogara, 12:46pm shane better appreciate this idea as much as you do when his birthday comes around

y/n, 12:48pm ryan, that man will celebrate harder than he’s ever celebrated before

boogara, 12:49pm he better

shane didn’t know what to make of that as he handed his phone back to you.

“we were planning a surprise party for your birthday,” you sighed, tucking your phone back into your pocket. “that’s why we’re so.. secretive.” you twiddled with your hands nervously. “but i guess not anymore.” shane didn’t know what to say. you looked up to him sadly. “you thought i was cheating on you..?”

shane’s heart burned with guilt. softly, he spoke, “i did, yeah.” your frown deepened. “but not because i don’t trust you,” he explained, taking your hand in his. you looked to your hands instead of his desperate eyes for a moment. “but because i just..” you looked up at him, and the words spilled out, “i don’t know, im just always in awe that i get to be with you and... i guess i got scared that maybe you thought i wasn’t good enough for you, because god knows im not.”

“shane,” you said softly, placing a hand on his cheek. “you’re perfect for me. ryan is definitely one of my best friends, but he doesn’t hold a candle to the love i have for you.” he offered you a short smile. “i only have eyes for you, dork.”

“im sorry,” he whispered. you pulled him in for a tight hug.

“i am, too,” you sighed, resting your head on his shoulder. “will you still act surprised for your birthday..? ryan’s pretty proud of himself.”

“i’d do anything for that little guy,” he sighed, pulling away from you to gaze at your sweet smile. “let’s go watch drunk history.”

forever tags <3 @bombardia @simonsbluee @ari-shipping-stuff @cheshirecat107 @iknowyouthinkimbulletproof

[feitansluver]

pretty please 45. ("im in love with you, okay?") with mello ? I love him too much its unhealthy ...

Feitansluver Beginners Event!

Author's Note: Hey there, Jay. Thanks so much for the event post reblog, lovely.<3 I love this request yum yum Mello content. Hope you enjoy! Might be a bit ooc since I watched death note when I was 10 but haha. As always reblogs, hearts, comments, and constructive criticism are greatly appreciated!

Genre: Angst-ish -> Fluff

45. "I'm in love with you, okay?"

Event Post: here

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"Mihael." You called out to your lover before you. Thunder boomed outside your apartment window in that moment, the lightning that followed providing a flash of light that allowed you to clearly see Mello's face. He was on the phone with his investigation team, well, I suppose it's more of a gang, explaining and exchanging information regarding the Kira case. You were both in the living room. He was sat on one of the two couches there, speaking quickly in a hushed tone as you stood by the doorway that connected you two's room to the living room.

You sighed somewhat annoyedly as you walked over to sit on the couch across from your boyfriend, setting your own phone down on the coffee table between you two. Mello was always such a workaholic. His constant competing against Near was starting to drill a giant hole in you two's relationship. You sometimes pondered the fact that he loved Near over you. As irrational as that sounded, he sometimes sounded like a lovesick teen, constantly speaking of Near and his wits.

"-llo.. Hello." A voice tore you out of your thoughts as you turned to face the seemingly agitated blonde. He was looking at you confusedly as he covered his phone's microphone with his free hand. With an eye roll, Mello hung up the phone, cutting off the other person on the line's speaking as he pulled out a bar 2 bars of chocolate, holding one out to you. When you didn't accept it, he tossed it on the table between the two of you carelessly and ripped open his own, taking a bite almost mockingly as he eyed you suspiciously.

"What's your problem now?" He spoke up, sounding quite rude even though it wasn't his intention. Mello ran a hand through his hair as he stared at you unimpressed with how you still hadn't answered his question.

The silence between you two as he awaited a response was so thick, it could've been cut with a knife. You stared at the blonde's face and thought long and hard about how to word your next phrase. You stood up to your feet and slowly walked over to him, keeping stable eye contact as you did so. Mello eyed you as he bit into his chocolate, one arm wrapped behind the couch. Impulsively grabbing his bar of chocolate, you chucked it across the room, planting yourself into his lap with a firm hold on him.

"What the fuck, y/n." The blonde projected his voice as to not yell, but it was the same difference. He's never understood your outbursts and honestly sees them as a waste of his time. "What the hell has gotten into you? Go pick that shit up." You grabbed his shirt collar and silenced him as you smashed your lips together. A startled look appeared on his face before he kissed you back. He'd never deny any affection you were to give him when angry, not even when you two were around his team. It was like a power trip to him, one with pure bragging rights.

"No, I want attention, Mihael." You started, your tone starting to get a little snappy. "I'm tired of coming home from an exhausting day at work only to see my boyfriend on the phone when he doesn't need to be. Yes, I did let it slide when you did this earlier today, but it was only because I assumed you would be in bed with me now. I miss your touch, your affection Mihael. Am I just a second option to you whenever Near is to busy acting like an adult to play detective with you?" You groaned in frustration as you pulled tugged at your hair. "I moved in with you because I thought it would bring us closer together but it hasn't. I feel like a roommate who you only keep around because I clean the bathroom since we all know you won't do it. Do you even love me anymore Mihael?" You asked with tears in your eyes, a twinge of sadness in your voice as you tried to keep down the hump of emotions burning in your throat.

Mello didn't know what to say for once. He was never good in serious emotional situations, always being the person who made some snarky sarcastic remark as opposed to addressing the issue. Once the thought of repeating the past crossed his mind, he sighed inwardly as he understood he couldn't do that again, not with you at least. "Y/n, I am sorry you have been feeling that way." He started, sounding quite robotic, almost as if he was being told what to say by another. "I'm in love with you, okay?" He admitted, avoiding eye contact. "And I should be spending all of my limited free time with you." He ended with a somewhat apologetic tone, well as apologetic as it was gonna get from him.

You crossed your arms with doubt as you eyed him wearily, still not saying a word. Mello rose a brow in confusion, grabbing the chocolate bar you declined off the table as he unwrapped it and took a bite. "You're supposed to accept now, even I know this." He commented snarkily while staring at the sweet treat in his hand. "Apologies aren't always accepted, Mihael." You spoke, furrowing your brows in false anger, wanting to see how far you could go with this.

You seemed to forget you were dealing with a genius, he knew you were faking of course. With a staged unamused sigh, the blonde stood up from the couch and held his bar in his mouth as he slung you over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. "Fine, be that way then, but be that way with me in bed."

"Mihael! Put me down!" You demanded with a stream of giggles as he swayed around with you for shits and giggles while he carried you to bed. "I knew you weren't mad." He huffed through the chocolate bar in his mouth, which he now finished, as he threw you on the bed, tucking you under the covers as he slid in next to you.

"Come here." He demanded before pulling you a bit roughly into his arms, pressed against his chest. He planted a swift kiss upon your head and closed his eyes, soon commanding you to close yours.

"Goodnight, Mihael. I love you."

"Sleep well, Y/n" He muttered, waiting for you to fall asleep before adding. "I love you even more."

End!

[heyitsyn]

Manager!Seijoh Part 3

a/n: yall i love seijoh so much like theyre my favorite school and my favorite boys and i know their names by heart and im just so SOFT for them !!!!!

also: yall will find out what other fandom ill be writing for in the future in this one

for more seijoh content, check this masterlist out!

combined two anon requests:

- Could we get the boys reacting to finding out the seijoh manager is quite popular to both genders?? Maybe they over hear a confession?

- Why do I feel like half of the team would be all pouty when word comes around that a guy confessed to manager, the others would probably be annoyed/irritated. Oikawa being all bratty cause no matter what he tried,she never showed ant interest when he flirts. But now this boy comes alone ... (but like you said manager is too focused in school and the team)

MY HEART WAS RIPPED OUT OF MY CHEST AND THROWN INTO A BLENDER WHEN I SAW THIS PART OR JUST WHEN SEIJOH LOST IN GENERAL BC MY BABIES WORKED SO HARD AAAAAAA

oof girl the world is ending

so basically,,,,,

the entire just magically knew about what happened earlier and yahaba’s theory of team telepathy really does work bc not even a minute after it happened, they all spammed you messages and next thing you knew, oikawa was naruto-ing down from the 3rd floor to your class in the first floor

tbh, they shouldve seen this coming yanno?

you were ridiculously pretty and you carried yourself w such elegance and grace that it just seemed to hypnotize everyone into stopping what they were doing and watched you in awe doing the most mundane things like walking or sitting

lmao couldnt be me

your confessions usually happened over letters bc either tol boys kunimi or kindaichi are usually around you at all times so theyre too scared to do anything

hence why your locker was always filled with envelopes yet no upfront public confessions

it ranged from upperclassmen and upperclasswomen who expressed their interest in you and wanted to date you and get to know you better

but tf you dont even know them and you werent about to date a whole stranger

this made the boys a little peeved because you were popular with both the boys and the gals so they were constantly on edge on who was talking to you

it was like having an oikawa 2.0 but not indulging them and pretending theyre not even there

like when you walk to class and sit down, they would flock over and offer you drinks and snacks but you either turned them down or just flat-out ignored them

maybe this was what fueled others on more

your reserved attitude and your refusals made it look like you were playing hard to get and it was almost like a game on who could win the heart of the princess of seijoh

this was proven really difficult because not only do they have your dismissals, you also had guard dogs at every corner and would bite their head off at the slight indication of an interaction

however,,,,

today,,,

this morning,,,,

at 7:53 AM,,,,

they saw you walking down the hallway with a purple-haired boy holding your bag and you giggling at what he was saying

um EXCUSE ME MAAM WHAT

EVERYONE HAS BEEN TRYING TO GAIN YOUR AFFECTIONS FOR MONTHS YET YOU ARE HERE INTERACTING WITH A MALE WHO NO ONE EVEN KNOWS

ESPECIALLY SINCE HE WAS A MALE WHO WAS STANDING RIGHT THERE RIGHT NEXT TO YOU AND HE WASNT A MEMBER OF THE TEAM

!!!!!

and ofc, the boys would immediately know even though theyre spread all over the school

it was kyoken who saw you as he was leaning against your locker and his eyes narrowed before he secretly took a picture and sent it to yahaba, asking if there was a new guy who entered the team while he was away

when he replied with a panicked, ‘NO WHO IS THAT’

kyoken was already advancing to you

yahaba-san immediately sent the picture to the team group chat, that excluded you rood, and oikawa wasted no time and even pushed some fangirls so he could go to you

‘-and she destroyed my sheets’

you laughed at the story and hitoshi stared at you with awe in his eyes

how can someone laugh so beautifully?

like a snort should be considered ugly and gross but it was like cute little squeaks from you and he thought you were like a fairy

‘oh god, i wasnt-’

you were cut off with a hand that held your arm

you came face to face with the glaring face of one of your boys and you immediately turned to him in concern, immediately grasping an arm with the other hand on his cheek to look for any cuts

he rarely comes to you on a normal basis so you thought something was wrong

‘whats wrong, kyo-san? did you get into a fight? do you need me to patch you up?’

he didnt care what you were saying, instead heatedly glaring at this new guy, and grunted a response to agreeing with you going to the nurse

just anywhere to get you away from this,,,, stranger

‘toshi i have to-’

then you were cut off again

‘YYYYY/NNNNNNN-CHHHHHAAAANNNNNNNNNN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!’

‘OI SHITTYKAWA!’

‘OIKAWA-SAN!’

‘OIKAWA!’

‘CAPTAIN!’

from behind you, 5 tol looming figures were running towards you and next thing you knew, you were in the arms of your captain

‘oikawa-san! what are you doing?!’

oikawa held you tightly against his chest and had his arms tightly around your form to prevent you from being taken away

most of the volleyball team were now circling you and pointedly glaring at the poor boy who was so confused that he wasnt bothered by the death glares

‘oh, its you’

kunimi grumbled

‘kunimi, whats happening?’

hitoshi questioned

you fought away from the hold of oikawa and pushed mattsukawa and hanamaki to stand in front of shinsou hitoshi

‘so sorry about this, toshi. i’ll help you with your room later and ill text you when practice is finished, okay?’

you sheepishly smiled and he nodded, his own smile reassuring you

‘yep. ill see you later then’

‘bye’

you softly said and he turned to walk away

but as soon as he was out of sight, you turned around with a grim looking expression and your hands on your hips, a hard look in your eyes

‘boys, what was that?’

you gritted out

‘y/n-chan! don’t you see?! he was going to take you away! he was an intrude-OW!’

he yelped when you reached up and grabbed his ear before grabbing the other closest who was iwaizumi

they both whined and complained about the ear and slapped your hand but you didnt let up

‘he is a friend, oikawa-san. you have no right on who i can be friends and who i can hang out with because i still have a life outside the team!’

you scolded and the others hung their heads low like puppies

‘sorry, y/n-chan’

oikawa mumbled and iwaizumi also mumbled his apology so you let go of them, dusting off your hands

‘and the rest of you, hold back your captain and dont intimidate him like that!’

‘sorry’

you sighed but ruffled their hair before turning to go to class

‘now, be good boys and dont bother others like this again’

‘yes’

they chorused and you nodded, satisfied

‘ill hold you to it!’

you shouted as you walked down the hallway

when you turned a corner, oikawa grabbed kunimi by the arms

‘you know him, dont you? who is he? what class? address? mother’s name? father’s name? age-’

‘oi stop it, shittykawa’

but despite that, iwaizumi looked at the younger, expecting answers as well

kunimi sighed

‘thats shinsou hitoshi from class 1-3. we have gym together’

and ‘we’ was kunimi and you since you were both in the same class so you constantly saw this shinsou boy?

nuh uh, dont think so, francisco

from the looks of it, you were still single and there was a pining from shinso’s part, maybe yours they dont know

and they were going to do everything in their power to keep you away from him

this was excused to them as protecting their manager from someone else and they werent going to let you be taken by someone else

during practice, they grilled you over your relationship with him

‘i honestly dont know why this is your business but if you must know, his adoptive father, aizawa-san, is my mother’s co-worker and i usually catsit for them. dont worry, we’re not dating. just friends, that’s all’

but they know it wasnt just a friendship type of situation

so when the 4 third years saw you being confessed to by this ‘friend’ outside, they almost toppled out the window as they tried to listen to what was being said

‘shittykawa get off my back!’

‘nuh uh! i want to see clearly!’

‘everyone needs to know that code red is happening!’

yall what

mattsun took a picture and sent it to the gc about their princess being confessed to 

no one replied, possibly too upset or too busy sulking

kyoken actually had to be excused outside bc he was glaring at everyone and everything and the teacher and students were so scared that they had to take him out of class

they were even more peeved when you just walked in like nothing happened

you didnt mention the confession to anyone else the whole day and when you entered the gym, it was very tense

the coaches even looked confused

‘did you guys fight?’

you questioned but no one answered

kunimi and kindaichi were playing with a ball and glaring at it as it hit the floor

the 2nd years yes including kyobabie were pouting to the side

the 3rd years looked annoyed and pissed off 

overall just not seijoh babie vibes

i am uncomfortable with the energy we have created in the gym today🧚✨

‘hey’

you gently said and walked to the captain to figure out what was going on

‘oikawa-san, what happened?’

‘are you dating him now, y/n?’

the seriousness in his voice shocked you and you took a step back in surprise

your expression made him think that you did accept the confession and he scoffed before walking away and doing a jump serve that sounded like a canon blasting

but you were actually confused and surprised that they even knew bc you were sure it was a secluded area where no one could see you

‘dating,,,? dating who?’

you asked to them and the 3rd years just knitted their eyebrows

‘dont play coy, y/n-chan’

oikawa hissed

‘no matter how many times i flirted or asked you on dates, you never said yes. never agreed or even showed a little bit of interest. on me!! your captain!!! but now!!! this little grape boy comes along and you suddenly start dating just because he has cats! what kinda bias is this?!’

he started ranting and whining and being a brat that you pinched his nose shut

‘oi, oikawa-san, are you jumping to conclusions again? first the hickey accident and now this?’

he made a whining noise for you to let go and rubbed his nose when you finally let go

you turned around to face the others and you sighed, massaging your temples

‘everyone, who spread this misunderstanding?’

no one pointed to anyone but their gazes settled on the thick eyebrow boy that you were sure wouldnt have ratted you out

a noise of surprise and betrayal escaped from you as mattsun quickly scrambled to get everyone to stop staring at him

‘MATTSUN-SAN! YOU-!’

you pointed at him and mattsun rushed forward to grab your hands before holding them close to his chest

‘y/n-chan, we just saw you when we were passing! it was makki who wanted to tell the others!’

the betrayal made iwa laugh but makki ran up to kick mattsun to the side

‘youre the one who committed the deed! i was merely suggesting it! it was iwaizumi who wanted to watch them first!’

‘IWA-SAN!’

you gasped at the normally chill third year and you didnt expect him to be the one who started it first

iwa panicked and held his hands out cautiously

‘y/n-chan, understand that i was just worried and i didnt want you to be outside by yourself after what happened, okay? i didnt know he was confessing to you’

you closed your eyes and pinched the bridge of your nose tightly

‘again! whoever and whatever happens in my love life is my business! mine! and only mine! you cannot control it and get angry at ME because i do want a boyfriend and i do want to experience dating bc i want to know how it feels to be loved like that! so i wont let a bunch of children stop me from having that!’

the third years shared a look before they they gave up and nodded in defeat

but oikawa was the most offended

‘Y/N-CHAN! I ASK YOU ON DATES ALL THE TIME AND I ALWAYS OFFER TO GIVE YOU THAT LOVE SO WHY CAN’T IT BE ME?! WHAT DOES THAT GRAPE HUMANOID HAVE THAT I DONT?!’

he whined and stomped his foot after crossing his arms and a pout on his face

you shook your head, not even bothering to answer that, and went to the others

‘dont be mad and be upset, okay? i refused him bc i have no time for a relationship when im too busy looking after my own boys. i really dont want to add another’

kindaichi and yahaba’s face scrunched as they rushed forward to hug you 

‘we thought you would leave us y/n-chan!’

‘stay as ours forever, okay?’

you were so relieved that they werent as aggressive as the oldests and gave each player their own favorite hugs

but you stopped in front of kyo, not really knowing how to hug him since youve never exactly showed any type of affection like that

so you were just awkwardly standing there with raised arms but he patted your head, you smiling and leaning more to his touch

‘hm, kyo-san, ya finally warming up to me?’

you teased but he scoffed, gently headbutting you with his forehead against yours

‘now, everyone! dont misunderstand and know that for as long as i will be a manager, i wont be in a relationship bc my time as a manager is too crucial since i would probably have to look after you so you dont get yourself to jail. a boyfriend is adding more boys in to that list and i dont want that. you will be my boys forever and i wont be taken from you so please trust on me and stop being so overprotective bc i wont give them the affection or wishes they want!’

oikawa teared up and was about to go trample you but he was held back

‘no! i want a hug! i want a family hug! cmon, iwa-chan!’

practice went by quickly but you demanded them to do 10 diving laps in punishment for all the misunderstandings theyve created 

but they gladly did it bc it meant that you wont be taken from them and you would be theirs forever and their cute manager is going to pay attention to them and them only

i got serious yandere vibes from this but its so heartwarming that theyre so overprotective and lowkey you got yourself a harem

after practice, they all wanted to walk home with you but you told them that shinsou’s house was the other direction

‘y/n-chan! you said you wouldn’t-’

you rolled your eyes

‘oikawa-san, just because i refused that confession doesnt mean i will stop earning money. i still have to catsit for his family and earn my money!’

they only agreed when kyo said that he was walking that way too but they were still weary and jealous bc he got to spend more time with you than them

as you were both walking, you looked up at him

‘kyo-san, what type of hug do you like?’

‘hah?’

he looked down at you bc we short with wide eyes and flushed cheeks

you smiled and looked forward, skipping slightly

‘everyone in the team has their own special hugs. i want everyone to have one bc you all are individually special to me so-’

but he stopped walking and pulled arm before he lifted you up, making you squeak and wrap your legs around his waist

thank god you were wearing your tracksuit and not your skirt

‘k-kyo-san?’

bruh is it obv that kyoken is one of my favorite seijoh boys like bls love on him

he didnt want you to see his flustered expression bc he still has a reputation to uphold, yanno?

so he tucked it in your neck and you softly smiled before playing with the baby hairs at the base of his neck

‘you like this kind then, kyo-san? kinda aggressive but perfectly suits you, yanno?’

he just grunted and you laughed

he wasnt about to tell you that he liked holding you on his arms bc you were so tiny and so you that holding you like this makes him feel like he was protecting you and feel good about himself bc he gets to be the one who shields you from the world

yuhhhhh get it kyo

‘so yahaba-san told me that you got kicked out of class bc you scared the teacher and kids?’

you questioned and he left his spot on your neck and pulled his face back so you could clearly see his face

it was red and possibly flustered but you just snickered

he still held you by his strong arms so you were able to move your small hands to his face where he flinched at first but relaxed when you touched his cheeks

your fingers gently pulled the sides of his lips and you tilted your head to the side

‘you,,, look really handsome when you smile, kyo-san’

you whispered and he was so surprised that his tough mask fell and was replaced by wide eyes and his eyebrows rose up, the intimidating look disappearing from his eyes

‘i-i do?’

you bit your lip bc this was so different from the aggressive kyo you knew and you didnt expect this type of innocence that he just showed you

maybe he wasnt so innocent from the fights and arguments he has started or been in 

but he was so innocent to soft touches and compliments bc he wasnt exposed to it, only used to the ones that were said due to the aura he exuded or his looks

‘yep, you do. so keep smiling for me, kay? dont have to be around the others or all the time, but i,,, want to see it sometimes’

he blinked at you but quickly went back to your neck to hide the big smile that was threatening to come out

you felt his lips move and you laughed

‘noooo! kyo-san!!! i want to see your smilee!!! dont hide it!!!’

but it was cut short when a familiar shout was heard from the other side of the street that was near the school

it seemed that oikawa was worried about you walking alone with kyoken so he followed you both with the other third years

‘kyoken-chan! y/n-chan!’

he shouted in betrayal

you were about to get away from kyo’s hold but he tightened his grip and leaned in to place a kiss on your forehead, still staring straight at the captain

‘mine’

again, do you know what happened next?

oikawa screamed

this was actually pretty funny to write bc wowza oikawa is so oikawa and hes just so oikawa-like, yanno? and im still simping over kyoken and shinsou is my ult fave in bnha and i really love him like ugghhhh :’)

[artickoushi]

welcome home, master!

oikawa tooru x f!reader

i feel like the end is rushed, so sorry about that, but i hope you enjoy! p.s , this is unedited.

god the world was cruel.

it always seemed as if you had... less luck than the average human being. and if today was anything to go by? yeah. you really were the unluckiest person in the world.

ever since you were born you had been naturally klutzy to simmer it down.

you were unlucky in the worst possible way, and you had come to accept that. partially.

you had learned to deal with it and honestly you were at the point of not getting embarrassed one tiny bit when you fell in front of large crowds.

you did however get embarrassed in front of one specific person.

but the world seemed to be in a particularly bad mood this afternoon.

you started off your day by tripping down the stairs, then you stepped in gum on your way to work not to mention the bird that pooped on you minutes earlier, then you walked straight into the door that lead into your work, and after that one of your fellow employees had bumped into you in the locker room and your head nearly got stuck inside your locker.

yeah it was a wonderful morning so far.

thankfully one of your work friends had helped you clean up your appearance before your shift started and everything seemed to be going smooth for a few hours after that.

around 11:45 the front bell had rung out, signaling the arrival of another customer.

you glanced up from the table you were scrubbing to check if it was one of the regulars, and your froze.

your eyes widening to the size of saucers and your mouth dropping agape in shock. your hand halted its tiny circles with the pale blue rag that sat clenched beneath your nails.

whispers immediately swarmed between the other waitresses, all of them swooning to each other at the sight of the newest customer.

your eyes quickly adverted towards the table you were scrubbing, praying to god that he didn’t see of recognize you.

if he did, you would never live this down. oh for gods sake he sucked with secrets, that fat mouth of his couldn’t keep a secret to save his own life.

oh crap, would you really have to hide from him for the rest of the time? after going to restaurants previously with him and his team you knew he liked to linger and talk to almost every waitress that was in sight- and oh god you were in sight.

wait- no. your towards the back of the café its not as if he’ll call to you from the front of the small building, yeah. besides, he’d have to recognize you before he’d even think of doing something like-

“yahoo! table for one please.”

you sighed shakily and kept your eyes trained on the stains you had to get off the table, ignoring the burning feeling of him staring into your back.

after a few moments of the waitresses silently arguing of who would get to sit the boy, your friend quickly jumped in.

“welcome master! we have plenty of choices today, so pick any table of your choosing!” she smiled, gesturing towards the more busy side of the cafe.

his sepia eyes glazed across the building, quickly landing on your semi distant form. tossing a thanks back towards your friend, he started moving himself towards the empty corner.

that just so happened to be smack in the middle of your section.

great.

so now here you stood. a serving tray tucked under your arms in front of you, your lips pursed and eyes looking everywhere other than into the smug pools of dark chocolate hues that sat in front of you.

oikawa tooru.

the seijoh pretty boy.

the seijoh prince.

he’s known by many names to girls and boys alike. whether you like him or not you would at least know of his name, unless you’ve been living under a rock of course.

however to you, he was most well known as your long term crush.

it was cliche and stupid, honestly. and you reminded yourself of the fact everyday.

however, no matter what you did to get yourself over him so you could leave this not so tiny crush behind, your stupidly stubborn heart was set on him.

his lips were turned upwards into a tiny smirk, his eyes narrowed ever so slightly as he trailed his sight over you from top to bottom, and back to top.

your hair was done neatly and styled in a adorable way he had seen you wear a few times during hangouts with the team.

now he understood why you were late.

your outfit consisted of a traditional black and white maid outfit. you had a lace up front for the bodice, it had a black base and a white criss-crossing satin ribbon.

a decent portion of the collar bone and chest area was cut out of the outfit, but the fabric connected around your neck, similar to a choker.

your legs were wrapped in cute black thigh high stockings with a bit of white fluff at the top, partially hiding the black garter strap that connected to the underside of your layered skirt.

you wouldn’t dare say anything. you were still clinging onto the small glimmer of hope that he hadn’t recognized you yet, but if you were to speak? oh no he’d be sure to recognize you right away!

however you knew deep down he had recognized you the moment he walked in.

he cleared his throat and reluctantly you glanced down, your eyes locking with his.

the corners of his lips tugged up ever so slightly, a curious glint lingering in his dark eyes.

you plastered a strained smile over your lips and forced out your greeting- well.. your modified version of the usual greeting.

“what can i get you? would you like a menu, or to hear the specials and deals?” you spoke hurriedly, hoping to get this interaction over and done with as quickly as possible.

your hopes were quickly shattered though, when he didn’t answer. he simply hummed a small tune.

“hmm, correct me if im wrong...” he started. “but aren’t you forgetting something, dear?” he questioned.

you coughed nervously, your eyes flickering around the room anxiously, sending your friend a distressed look as if she could squeeze you out of the situation. she simply smiled apologetically, and shrugged her shoulders.

yours slumping down in defeat.

your e/c hues slid over to meet his chocolate one, and with a hesitant sigh, you forced a smile and greeted him as you were supposed to.

“welcome home, master! is there something I can get for you today?”

god this job was the bane of your entire existence. it was no wonder you took a job so far from school, this was the entire reason why.

having to call not only a classmate, but your crush, master, was something you never wanted to do in your entire life.

it was absolutely humiliating.

now of course this was your job, and you got paid decently well for what you did all day, so you managed to suck up your embarrassment and call the strangers that come in master, but you never see them outside of the café, so you learned to deal with it.

but having to call someone, who don’t forget, you see every single day of your life, master? now that you don’t know how to deal with.

he smiled, his heart stuttering for a moment underneath the smug persona he held, a blush creeping up from the bottom of his neck.

he cleared his throat, his left hand coming up to push his bangs away before stating he wanted the ‘om-nom omu-rice’.

you sighed internally, despite the fact that you had just cleaned all the pans in the kitchen, and didn’t want to dirty them up just yet, your smile broadened at the glorious opportunity the world had gifted you.

you knew oikawa like the back of your hand. you had grown up close friends with hanamaki and matsukawa, so you therefore hung out with the entire volleyball team a good bit as the three of you were what they called ‘a packaged deal’.

if one of you went somewhere, the other two were close behind, if not directly behind the aforementioned one.

either way, you giggled and nodded your head happily. “of course! it’ll be out soon with a special message, master!” you winked, before turning on your heel and strutting yourself towards the kitchen.

moments passed, you had brought oikawa a green tea as he requested when you came to check on him.

his fingers typed idly on his phone while he waited for his food to come out. he pondered whether he should tell the groupchat or not about your little job, but he later came to the conclusion that if you were working this far away you probably wouldn’t want anyone to know, so he decided against it.

after a few more moments of playing some idle app on his phone, a white ceramic plate was set down in front of him, along with a refill on his tea.

putting his phone down, he sent you a quick smile and a thanks before you walked off with an ‘i hope you enjoy it’.

after unwrapping his knife and fork, he pulled the plate closer to himself and opened his camera app so he could take a picture of the ketchup art.

glancing at it quickly, a loud snort echoed throughout the small cafe. boisterous chuckles and giggles falling from his lips as be documented the beautiful art on his omelet.

on the omelet sat “F U” with a beautifully crafted middle finger underneath it.

[cityofimagines]

My Angel – JJ Maybank x Reader

Summary: your relationship with JJ is still relatively new, but that doesn’t stop you from showing just how much your care about him after his has an episode with his dad.

A/N: this popped into my brain randomly because im in love with fluffy jj, and jj in general. i literally just wanna give him the biggest hug in the world 🥺 this is also my first real obx imagine so lmk what you guys think!! 

warnings: mentions of abuse

word count: 1841

It was currently a perfect day in the Outer Banks. 86 degrees, not a cloud in the sky, on your way to meet your friends on the dock. You finally found a time when everyone was off work simultaneously for the first time this week. John B’s boat was practically rotting from not being used in five days.

You fast walked down the hill to get to the meeting spot. As you got closer, you noticed most of the pogues plus Sarah Cameron, the newest addition to the group thanks to John B, all chatting.

“Hey guys!” You exclaimed as you neared them at the end of the dock.

“Hey (y/n)!” Kie smiled and ran up to give you a short hug.

“What’s up (y/n)?” John B asked, giving you a nod.

You shook your head. “Not much. Just excited to finally see you guys!” Which earned smiles from the rest of the group. Everyone was clad in swimsuits, t shirts, and flip flops, signaling that they were more than ready to get this day going. But before you could, you noticed something major was off. “Where’s JJ?” You asked looking around for your boyfriend.

“We were gonna ask you the same question.” Pope said.

“That’s so weird. We texted earlier and he was obviously down to come...I assumed he’d be the first one here.” You continued.

“Who knows maybe he’s just running a little late. It wouldn’t be the first time anyway.” Kie smiled and put a hand to your arm. “We can wait a few more minutes.”

You had been friends with all of the pogues for about two years now, pretty much since the week you moved here. However, you and JJ had only been dating for less than a month, so this relationship was still fairly new. You couldn’t help but wonder if maybe he was having doubts about you or your relationship. After that thought passed you wondered if something bad happened to him. JJ is known for having not the cleanest record, much to your dismay, so you couldn’t help but think he was in trouble. As more time passed, the more negative overthinking you did.

You checked your phone for any sign of him, but the only notifications present were from Apple telling you to update your software for the millionth time. The rest of the group had descended into a random conversation, but finally after 10 minutes of waiting for him you decided to speak up.

“Hey guys? I think I might go look for him…” You trailed off, looking in the other direction towards the rest of the island.

“It is pretty weird...JJ isn’t one to miss out on days like these.” John B added. “You want us to come with you?”

You smiled at his offer, but declined. “No it’s fine honestly. You guys go have fun. Don’t let me ruin your day.”

“You could never.” Kie said. “You’re sure?”

You nodded. “I promise it’s okay. I’m just scared something happened. I’m gonna go look for him and maybe we’ll meet up with you guys later if we can.”

Since your relationship with JJ was still so new, you were still learning how to manage spending time with him alone and spending time with the rest of your friends. You felt bad for leaving them because you hadn’t hung out all week, but something was pulling you towards JJ in that moment.

“Sounds good.” Kie finished. “Good luck and hopefully we’ll see you later!”

“Thanks guys.” You smiled one last time before turning to walk back towards where you came from. Your car was parked in a lot close by, so it didn’t take long for you to get in there and gather your thoughts. Where could JJ be? He couldn’t be at work, because he’s been working with Pope and his dad lately, so obviously if Pope was at the dock JJ would be too. The only other place he could be would be...his house?

The second that thought dawned on you, your face sank. His house.

JJ opened up about his home life to you pretty quickly into your relationship. You had known each other for so long before that he felt like he could trust you explicitly. He told you all about how his mom left when he was young, and how his dad is a disgusting physically and emotionally abusive alcoholic. This revelation led to a few tears and more than a few sleepovers at your house.

You backed out of the lot and sped down the streets as fast as you possibly could without it being able to technically count as speeding. Your heart was now pounding at the thought that something bad must have happened today involving his dad.

After a too fast car ride you came up on his street. You parked across the street in front of his house, not even daring to go near the driveway because who knows what his dad would do. You weren’t even completely sure his dad knew you existed.

You felt crazy walking around to the back door dressed in a bikini with nothing but an oversized t-shirt covering you, a messy bun sitting on top of your head, sunglasses behind your ears, and cheap flip flops.

Once you got up to the door, your hand hovered in front of it in a knocking position. Suddenly you were terrified. What if JJ wasn’t even here? What if you were just being a stupid worried clingy girlfriend? What if his dad answered? What would you even do in that situation?

A crazy thought came over you and you decided to forego knocking and reach out for the doorknob instead. You turned it quietly and the door clicked open. You closed it behind you and took a look inside at the house you had only seen a couple times before. Beer bottles lined every open surface. Clothes and dishes were strewn everywhere, medicine bottles sat on the kitchen counters. You bit your lip to keep from tearing up at the sight. The fact that this was the only place the boy who had your heart had to call home broke you.

You walked into the living room and jumped a mile when you saw an adult figure on the couch. Luke Maybank, luckily asleep. Still no sign of JJ.

You walked deeper in the house, down the hall to where you knew JJ’s room was. The door was cracked slightly, and you held your ear up to it. Your heart broke even more when the sound of crying filled your ears. You opened the door and it creaked, causing your boyfriend’s head to snap up in your direction.

“JJ…” You began.

“(Y/N)? What the hell are you doing here-” He said, cutting you off.

No words came out of your mouth for a minute as you took in the sight. He was hunched over sitting on his bed, clutching his side. His shaggy blonde hair looked more oily than normal most likely due to his hands running through it excessively. He had a black eye and a split lip, with random patches of dried blood around his mouth. You had heard about his dad’s horrible parenting, but nothing could have prepared you from seeing its effects in real life for the first time.

Finally you came to your senses. “I was looking for you.” You started. “We were all waiting for you on the dock and when you didn’t show up I just had a feeling something was wrong…God JJ why the fuck didn’t you call me? I would’ve come as soon as I cou-”

“Shh baby. It’s okay. I’m okay.” He said. “C’mere.”

You couldn’t help the tears that welled up in your eyes as you took all of three steps towards him. He wrapped his arms around your torso and pulled you in. Your head rested on his.

“It’s not okay!” You cried out, his hair muffling your voice. He shushed you and started rubbing your back.

“I’m fine sweetheart. You shouldn’t even be here anyways-”

“Will you shut up?” You said, the question coming out harsher than you meant. You quickly pulled away and looked down at him. “Shit- I’m sorry. I didn’t mean...I’m just fucking frustrated that you have to go through this. I can’t stand seeing you like this.”

JJ reached up to wipe the tear that had fallen onto your cheek. “It’s nothing I can’t handle. I promise I’m fine. Go back out with everyone. I’ll catch up later.” He said.

“No.” You shook your head. “We’re going to my house. I’m fixing you up.”

“(y/n)...”

“Either you come with me or I’ll help you here.” You gave him an ultimatum.

He sighed and his head fell forwards on your stomach. He was still sitting on his bed and you stood in between his legs. You grabbed his hand in yours. “Please baby. Let me take care of you.”

“Okay. Your house it is.” You helped him up and walked him out to your car. You even helped him into the passenger seat, much to his dismay. Seeing him like this had you seething inside, you couldn’t help but want to love on him with everything you had.

A short drive to your house later, you walked inside and told him to sit down on the couch. Your parents were both at work and you assumed your older sister was with her own friends. You ran to the bathroom to get bandaids, rubbing alcohol, and an ice pack for his eye.

You sat down with everything and began tending to his cuts. You felt like crying again, but reminded yourself to be strong for him.

“Do you wanna talk about it?” You asked after a few moments of silence.

He shook his head. “There’s nothing to talk about. He’s just an asshole.”

“I wish I could do something more to stop it.”

“You do enough. I don’t deserve you.” He said quietly.

“Stop it. If anything I don’t deserve you.” You replied. You took the ice pack off his face for a minute to look into his eyes fully. “You’re the best part of my life JJ Maybank. When you’re hurting so am I.”

He leaned down to kiss your forehead. “My angel.”

You wrapped your arms around his torso delicately so as to not hurt him. You weren’t sure if words could adequately describe what you were feeling regarding JJ, so you just sat in his embrace. He wrapped his arms around you after a few moments. 

“I’m so sorry you have to deal with all of this. I hate making you upset.”

“Not your fault.” You whispered into his shirt. “I would do anything for you. You know that.” 

He pushed your head up to his and planted a passionate kiss to your lips. He pulled away and rested his forehead to yours. You ran a gentle hand up and down his side, feeling him get chills as you traced the muscles that hid underneath his soft skin.

“You wanna sleep?” You asked.

“Honestly...yeah.” He said quietly.

You patted his legs twice signaling for him to stand up. You switched positions so you were sitting behind him.

Once he got comfortable in your lap, you started running your hands through his hair and on his cheek. His eyes fluttered closed.

“I got you sunshine. You’re safe with me.”

[fluffi]

SNOW-COVERED KISS :: FELIX

pairing: felix x gn!reader

genre: 70% fluff, 30% angst, barista!felix, angst subplot

word count: 2k

author’s note: hi @constellynx! you knew already, but im your secret santa! you mightve deactivated by now (which im pissed at myself for not uploading sooner) but if you havent i hope you enjoy this! have a great new year :)

warnings: mentions of getting stood up

Maybe it was the fact that it was a Friday morning and you had no classes, or that you had walked past the cute little coffee shop on the corner of Avenue street twenty times this week, and you still hadn’t bothered to check it out. Nonetheless, you had the afternoon free today, and you were planning to spend it at Little Leaf Café.

“Welcome to Little Leaf! We hope you have a wonderful time here!” Chorused voices from employees at the café echoed as you opened the door to cold air and overlapping conversations.

It was a gorgeous café, you could tell why it was so popular. Plants of various colors were placed around the area -- hung from grids on the ceiling, on tables, growing on the sides of the walls. Not to mention the festive decorations — an assortment of green and red items meticulously placed around the café.

However, there was something...rather, someone, that was way more gorgeous than the entire café.

“Hello! How can I help you today?”

You were met with an ethereal face after lining up for what felt like ages. As soon as the last heart-struck girl left, an angel entered your line of view.

The sunny boy stood across the counter with a googly smile on his face. You noticed the way his eyes crinkled upwards, and how the apples of his cheeks turned a shade of baby pink when he saw you. He had a silver mullet that looked perfectly trimmed and maintained...you were tempted to run your hands through it. However, his contrasting baritone voice caught you off guard.

In shock and nervousness of talking to new (handsome) people, you completely messed up.

“Hi...I, um, anything? I’ll get anything?” You stuttered and internally facepalmed.

You just embarrassed yourself in front of a very cute boy, but he didn’t seem to notice. Rather, he didn’t seem to mind.

“Sure, I can give you some recommendations. Right now our xmas-special Peppermint Mocha is popular, but if I’m going to be honest, it’s not one of my favorites. I would recommend the Gingerbread Spiced Coffee, but it's your call.” He leaned over the counter and whispered, looking around to make sure his boss didn’t hear him.

As he leaned over to talk to you, you were able to see him clearer. He had glowing skin and his eyes sparkled in excitement, but it made you feel calm. You felt serene and happy looking into his dazzling brown orbs. 

Just then, said eyes blinked and squinted at you. That brought you down to Earth.

“Right, right! I’ll get whatever you said! The Singerbread Giced Coffee?” You nodded your head in panic before you realized what you just said.

“Uh, it's called the Gingerbread Spiced Coffee, but sure. Anything else?” He looked back at you after inputting your order with a teasing gleam in his eye.

“Nothing else. I’m sorry, I’m such a mess today!” You bowed in embarrassment and looked at your fidgeting fingers.

He chuckled. “Nothing to worry about. What’s your name?”

“Y/N. What’s yours?” You answered, before realizing that he only needed it to write your name on the plastic cup.

“Oh! I’ve never had anyone ask me my name before. It’s Felix.” He flashed another dazzling smile at you before handing you a table number.

Felix put your order on the pick up table and left to man the counter. Through your peripheral vision, however, you could catch him nervously glancing at you. Ignoring the rising butterflies in your stomach, you walked over to your reserved seat and placed your tray down.

Felix put your order on the pick up table and left to man the counter. Through your peripheral vision, however, you could catch him nervously glancing at you. Ignoring the rising butterflies in your stomach, you walked over to your reserved seat and placed your tray down.

Felix put your order on the pick up table and left to man the counter. Through your peripheral vision, however, you could catch him nervously glancing at you. Ignoring the rising butterflies in your stomach, you walked over to your reserved seat and placed your tray down.

However, as you were about to take a sip of your specially recommended drink, you glanced down and saw your receipt, with a specially written note on it.

Hi, Y/N. If you see this. Read my continued message on the serviette under your drink ;)

-felix

Your heart shuddered as you began to overthink pretty much every possibility that could happen between you and Felix. Maybe he wrote you a note to tell you that you were annoying? Maybe kind of weird? A little cuckoo? A bunch of mind-boggling thoughts started circulating your brain as you slowly flipped your serviette over.

Hi Y/N.

I know this seems like a really unconventional method, but I honestly don’t have the courage to ask someone out on a date in person hehe. Oops! I just said it...uh, would you want to go out with me on a date? I think you’re really cute and I love your personality! Also, um, you’re really pretty.

I was thinking that we can maybe meet at the 31st Bus Stop at 4pm? I have a shift till 3.30 so I could go there and meet you. We can plan everything else out later :3

If you’re already taken, that's alright! You can ignore this message. But do what you will with the information I gave you.

-felix the little leaf barista dude

Your face was in a dark shade of beet red as you looked up timidly and immediately locked eyes with Felix. You tried not to smile as you looked away and giggled shyly.

On Felix’s side, he had been staring at you ever since you took your order. When the two of you met eyes, his entire body froze, and he stopped what he was doing, dropping his half-washed cup into the sink.

“Dude, what are you doing, I- “ Bang Chan, his senior colleague and friend, followed Felix’s line of sight to you and chuckled slyly.

“In my opinion, the color of their face probably means that they’ll go out with you. Get back to work Lix, or you might not be able to see her later.” He nudged Felix’s side, prompting him to continue working. Felix looked up at Bang Chan in confusion and continued his work, still glancing at you occasionally.

“Yes.”

“I’m sorry. How can I help yo-oh. Oh.” Felix looked up at you smiling, still blessed with a tinge of pink across your cheeks.

“I should’ve given more context. Yes, I’ll go out with you tonight!” You didn’t know where you received this newfound confidence, but you were going to use all of it.

“Oh, really? That’s great! I’ll meet you there then. Be careful, okay? Can’t have you getting hurt before we have our first date.”

Once again you had melted into a puddle of nervousness. Unable to voice out anything, you nodded your head multiple times and ran out the café. Your hands were cold from the chilly season, but your heart was warm from the cute barista.

It was ten past four. You were sitting under the shade of 31st Bus Stop, fidgeting with the hem of your waistband and looking around, by yourself.

You weren’t losing hope, you were sure Felix was on his way right now. He would never stand you up, right? 

Right?

Regardless, you sat on the uncomfortable metal bench in freezing weather, and you were about to text him, when…

You realized you didn’t have his phone number. 

You weren’t going to go home, however. Determined Y/N was planning to wait for as long as it would take. You trusted Felix.

Forty minutes now. You had been playing some mobile games, looking out at the bustling street in front of you. During the winter season, the sun set earlier, so it was already dark and it definitely wasn’t safe for you to be alone. However, you were determined that Felix would arrive soon.

Five more minutes was what you told yourself as you stared out into the empty road, now barren of cars as the rush hour was over.

“Lee Yongbok, where do you think you’re going?”

Felix cursed under his breath and turned to Mr. Park with a small smile. “I’m done with my shift boss, I’ll get going now.”

“Felix, it's peak season right now. If you don’t remember what I told you guys during the brief meeting, I’ll say it again. From the 12th of December to the 25th of December, all of you have your shifts extended for two hours due to the influx of customers during the Christmas season. Is that so hard to understand?” Mr. Park crossed his arms and squinted at Felix.

“Mr. Park, I’ve understood that rule. I did my two-hour extension, now if you’ll excuse me, I’ll be going now. I have somewhere to be.” Felix tried opening the door and walking out but was pulled back by a stronger arm grabbing his.

“Nuh-uh, young man. I’m sure that whatever event you have today isn’t going to be as important as the wellbeing of Little Leaf. Now if you’ll excuse me, do get your apron and hat back on and go back to manning the counter.” Mr. Park mocked.

Felix sighed and tried one last time at changing the mind of his horrible boss. “But Mr. Park, I swear, I did my two-hour extension, you can check the roster if you-”

“Get back to work, boy. Unless you want to start a new job in 2021.”

Felix sighed and threw his bag down, walking to the staff room to retie his apron.

Later, when Mr. Park checked the roster, he would find out that Felix did do his two-hour extension, and that he never lied.

An hour and a half, that was how long you waited. No one would ever wait for that long. No one would ever stay alone at late hours of the day, waiting for someone who probably wouldn’t even show up.

Tears stung your eyes as you sighed and stood up, huffing and smoothening your outfit out. You thought that Felix had probably stood you up. It was probably a dare, maybe he had been dared to write a generic love serviette to some desperate person who fell for his charming looks. Even then you couldn’t help but think of Felix, and tears streamed down your face as you trudged back home.

“Y/N! Y/N, wait up! Y/N, don’t leave, hear me out.” The voice you had been waiting for finally could be heard.

You stopped in your tracks and turned around to face a panting Felix. His hair was disheveled, apron still on, and his jacket was worn the wrong way round. What an entrance to a first date.

“Y/N, I’m sorry. Mr. Park honestly...he kept me for an hour more, before I convinced him to let me leave. I don’t know why, I’m so sorry. I honestly didn’t think you would be here, no one would stay that long. Please, give me another chance?” Felix took a few steps closer to you but maintained his distance. His eyes scanned yours for any response.

“I’m- I mean, it's not your fault...but you made me wait for so long. I just, I don’t know what to say. I thought you stood me up.” Your eyes watered once again.

Felix immediately waved his hands in denial and took one more step closer to you. “No, no, Y/N. I would never. I’m sorry if you thought I would ever stand you up. I should have made my way here over faster, if only I gave you my phone number. I’m so sorry-”

Your eyes suddenly widened, and you looked up. White, shimmering, pieces of ice fell upon the both of you. You stared at him in awe, mouth open wide.

It hadn’t snowed in Seoul for a long, long time. Maybe this moment was special. 

Felix smiled back at you. Amidst the white rain, he took a few steps closer to you until the both of you were so close that you could...kiss.

“Y/N. I apologize. I’m sorry for being a horrible first date. Will you forgive me?” His dark chocolate orbs glanced into yours, dragging you into a new universe.

“Yes. I’ll forgive you.” You whispered, looking at the ground.

His eyes scanned yours for any sort of consolation. He didn’t even need to ask anymore. “Y/N, can I kiss you?” He quietly asked, using his pointer finger to tilt your chin upwards.

As you nodded, he leaned in and placed his lips on yours, as the both of you stood amidst the snow. You wrapped your arms around his neck and he put his around your waist and the both of you deepened the kiss.

Two lone beings, coming together as one, in the midst of a snow-struck city.

2021 © fluffi

[emiliaheartfeel]

Supergirl

Chapter 9: Wtf is going on

AN: The final chapter should be out today or tomorrow because studying was hurting my face so I start working one this. Again this is only volume 1. Pretty please make sure to comment!

And just as you guys had planned Suna arrived to your apartment with the little snacks you had mentioned in passing you liked. Your heart beat a little faster knowing he remember even though you two had know each other for a little less then a month. Not being able stop yourself you throw your arms over his broad shoulders hugging him tightly.

“Aw missed me that much.”

“You were right. We should’ve hung out early this week.”

Your left foot goes to rub the back of your right calf as you let him go. You have been ridden with anxiety since you got his text about the twins lying. It kinda is freaking you out. Maybe he will let you change your mind and you two can have movie night with the snacks. No, No! You were going through with this.

“Okay so what’s going on?”

“You might want to sit down.”

“No thank you. I am so nervous I think I am going to throw up.”

“Reasonable. Um... so ah”

“Hey I am going to be fine.”

“I don’t know if you are.”

“With all due respect you don’t know that well.”

“I know, but it’s not good.”

“Suna, I need support and honesty.”

“Well honestly it’s not good but you definitely are.”

“That was terrible”

“Okay so I don’t really know where to start”

“Just pick a spot and go from there”

“Ah.. so like you had sex with Atsumu.”

Her head snaps so fast to him he’s shocked she doesn’t have whiplash. The horror one her face makes Suna nauseous now. She swallows as her face is still pale.

“What does that have to do with this!”

“Shit. Should I have started with the fact that they both actually love you like romantically.”

Watching her reacting told him he might have been better leaving that out and for the twins to tell you when you eventually confront. At least he hoped you were going to. Yeah they fucked up, but like you said earlier they were all you basically had. Which after he talked to you more he found was really true. They were your biggest support through the good and the bad. He knew this would effect you guys relationship no matter what he just hoped there was still a relationship.

“Ah... Atsumu and Osamu have both loved you for years. They didn’t want the relationship to change so neither of them made a move.”

“Wait that means,”

Your voice cracks as it dawned on you Tsum had known this and lied to you. Tsum lied to you and then fucked you. You couldn’t feel anything.

“Do you need me to stop for now?”

You give a short nod biting your pointer finger to hold the scream of anguish. Tsum was your rock. A foundation that was unmoving in your life. That foundation has shifted under your feet and thrown you on your back knocking any air out of you. You can’t find your footing it like that one time you hit the vault square in the center of your back. You’re gasping for air that your lungs can’t find.

“Can I approach you,”

You barely hear Suna over the buzzing in your head but you find your head bobbing up and down. He sits you down on your couch leans you into him and just holds you.

“I got you. Anytime it becomes too much just say the word and I will let ya go.”

“No... just.. need to breath”

“Yeah okay beautiful. Whatever you need”

You both sit there awhile as he starts to play with you hair gently. You hum as you close your eyes and focus on keep your breath even. Not knowing how much time has pasted you sit up straight and look Suna in the eyes.

“I think I am good. Please continue”

“You sure?”

“Yes”

“So he lied to you. He says he never meant for it to escalate but he’s weak and selfish he’s not gonna deny that. But yes he lied to you about Osamu”

“Okay but how is Osamu lying to me? You said the twins not Atsumu.”

“Atsumu finally told Osamu all this last week. After he calmed down enough to talk to Atsumu he said you couldn’t know. And they agreed not act like it never happened and move on. Put their feelings aside forever and just be there for.”

“That’s a lot to take in”

You feel like you are in water. Just floating there without sound or sight or much of anything. Both of them have betrayed you knowingly. You didn’t think that one of them would do this, but now you have to deal with both of them. You take another breath for yourself. You don’t know what your going to do. You need time to process this.

“Take it in your own time”

“But they are gonna worry if I just don’t talk to them”

“Think about you right now. What’s going to help you”

“Okay can we stay like this then”

“Yeah sure”

His long arm wrap around trapping you in the warmth when you feel so cold. You don’t know how to feel. You’re hurt and confused. And want to talk them immediately but also never want to see them again. You want to hug them and tell them your all good but also tell them you’ll never be the same. So you just stay there in their best friend’s arms.

Your brain stutters at that. They love you and your find comfort in their best friend from wounds they have caused. How fucked up is that. What if he’s here because now he knows your ‘easy’, but Suna hadn’t been giving you any of those vibes. You just couldn’t get rid of the grating feeling of being with their friend instead of them. Maybe he told you to bring you into his arms. You don’t know anymore. The two people you trusted most you no longer trust and your seeking solace from someone who is kinda a stranger.

“Hey, hey your okay,”

“You’re they friend”

“Yes”

“But you told me something they definitely did want you to”

“I told you already I couldn’t help but think of my sister.”

“So your not here for the hanky lanky”

“Hanky panky?! Hahaha no I am not! Not to say your not attractive I have expressed many times how attractive I find you. It’s just it’s not appropriate not with the information you just got. And we haven’t even talked about dating”

“Oh”

“Hey I know your mind is probably a mess right now. Don’t worry about talking or asking me anything.”

“I don’t want to start dating not with this. I got to figure this all out.”

“I figured as much. But if you want to play a game and chat just let me know.”

“I didn’t want to start a relationship before this like not a solid one I guess”

“Oh...”

“No not like it’s you. Um like you’re great and I think I like you but I am was?? I am?? Getting over Osamu and I leave in two days to go back to Tokyo to resume my professional training. First relationship and long distance doesn’t seem like it would work”

“That makes sense”

“Sorry”

“No need for you apologize. Sucks because your a great girl but if that’s how you feel I can’t change that”

“Your surprisingly very understanding”

“My family is a firm believer in therapy and mental care. Especially I had my first depression dip”

“Ah okay”

“You don’t have to answer me, but do you think you’ll ever forgive them.”

“I want to, but I don’t know”

Masterlist

AN: You shouldn’t have to feel bad for not forgiving someone who took advantage of you. You shouldn’t have to feel bad for forgiving them.

AN: I am a strong believer that Suna is deeply depressed but gets it worked on. I also believe that Atsumu is a huge overthinker with severe anxiety. If I haven’t stated it Reader-Chan is a years younger the Suna and the twins.

IF I GET 10 COMMENTS YOU GUYS GET A BONUS CHAPTER! 😝

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[jossambird]

Second Part of Halloween Collab!!

Here we have: Switch/Dom Pirate Axel x Female Reader Disguised as Male!

In previous post we have: Jealous Pirate Otto x Female Reade Disguised as Male!

The salty wind blew, the hot air of the Caribbean touching your face softly, the scent of the sea calling to you.

You weren't made for tight dresses and gowns. Sure, you loved them, but you wanted more, more than just the view of the sea out of your window, more than just the waves crashing against your feet as you stood in the beach.

Today was your day, you had made sure of it. You dressed slowly, wrapping the bind around your chest as tightly as you could, looking in the mirror.

Yes, this would be PERFECT.

Axel regarded his tall brother, wondering why he insisted on wearing such a hot ensemble. It suited him though, watching as the local prostitutes of the docks tried catching his eye, but failing, Otto’s disgruntled visage making them turn away to seek company elsewhere, or another man with coin.

Blue-gray eyes shifted, landing on a small thing, a lad, practically drowning in his oversized clothes, the black fabrics loose around his frame. How odd, he thought, watching as Oscar pushed the lad playfully, his coat opening-

Now, that wasn't a color a young lad like that should be wearing...

A deep navy blue sash hung against his hips, hidden under the lads jacket... hmm.

Men sang, drunk and happy, enjoying eachothers company as Axel made his way down ship, searching for the mysterious lad that had boarded upon his ship earlier. None other had seen him for a while, each man saying that the lad had gone to bed. All hammocks lay empty, expect for the few occasional drunkard snoring away.

“Axe- Captain, a word?” Oscar called to him a ways away, looking surprised and smug, never a good mix.

“What? Im busy.” Axel snapped at his younger brother, frustration at not finding the bizarre lad running through him. Why was he so taken-

“I- There’s a lass, onboard.” Oscar whispered, staring at his brother as his words registered, Axel’s eyes squinting at him.

“Excuse me?” Axel said, expecting it to be a joke, because how could a lass-

Of course. That's what he had felt when he had looked at her, the lad wasnt a man, he was a female, a lass, hidden in disguise to board a ship for who knows what reason.

He held up a hand to his brother and nodded, smiling a bit more honestly.

“Yes, the lad this morning, was that her disguise?” Axel asked him, pursing his lips as Oscar smirked, the little shit shrugging.

“I just found out, heard her singing. Figured the Captain should go uh, warn her.” Oscar whispered, smiling widely. He pointed him in the correct direction and made his way to her.

You bathed silently, humming a tune your mother had once sang, delicately washing your hair. You would have to get used to it, the salty water making it dry and crisp, sticking together and making you look like a poodle. Sighing, you continued slowly, untangling it until a sound rang out. A soft knock at the door, soft but demanding, god, someone had found you out.

“Yes, come in.” Old habits of being a proper lady died hard, making you speak, your hand rising to shut your mouth. Oh god, they were going to kill you, defile you even, knowing there was a woman onboard...

The Captain came in, face passive and silent, eyes on you in an instant, taking in your naked form over the basin. Would he throw you overboard? You regretted ever thinking this could work-

“You should be more quiet, next time.” He said, still observing you, eyes continuously roaming all of your form, landing on your breasts finally before raising to your eyes. You fought the urge to cover yourself, heat pooling between your closed thighs at his seeking stare. It took a moment for his words to sink in, eyes growing wider for a moment as you looked at him.

“I- Im sorry Captain- Oh I was so stupid, please don’t throw me overboard!” You whispered to him, turning fully and gracing him with and amazing view of your body once more, legs parted as you sat on the edge of the basin. He breathed in sharply, closing his eyes at the hauntingly delicious view. No, he couldn’t look, be a pirate he may, but not to the extent of harming a lass who might be unwilling. Axel cursed inwardly at the stirring in his trousers, willing his body to relax.

It was too late, you noticed, eyes roaming his form just as he had moments ago. An idea struck you, looking at him struggling to keep his gaze away, as if you were a mermaid, tempting him to succumb to your attentions. And that you would be, tempting a beautiful man to use you, fuck you into the hard wood of the basin, to have the Captain of a ship fuck you like a common whore.

“I apologize. I assume this was your bathing water, was it Captain?” You asked softly, his eyes opening and burning into yours, finally taking a step closer, his decision made.

“Yes.” Axel simply replied, steps heavy yet quiet, advancing on you like a hunter, your nipples hardening at his gaze.

“Then come, share it with me.” You muttered as he stood infront of you, eyes glacial and hot, his hand rising to move a strand of your hair from your face, his smirk making you squirm.

“You will be the one cumming, if I may be so permitted.” Axel whispered, his other hand untying his sash, throwing it on the floor amongst your discarded clothes. His play on your previous words made you close your eyes, his thumb entering your mouth softly, moaning as you sucked on it.

It took no time for him to withdraw and nearly tear his remaining clothes off before joining you in the now lukewarm water, pulling you down onto his strong thighs, a hand in your hair tugging it back.

“Tell me, what made you board my ship, dressed as a lad?” He asked against your skin, touching your body, enjoying the feel of your wet heat against his thigh.

You moaned, hands landing on his hard shoulders for support, adoring the rough way he held you, hand palming your breast.

“I wanted adventure, oh yesss- I wanted to run away from my life-“ you tried, Axel’s free hand finding itself between your thighs rubbing you. You had never felt any of this before from anyone, only your own hands had served you all these years, your father’s hatred for men too strong to allow anyone to approach you, even less try and touch you.

But here, now, an unknown Captain you barely knew rubbed your core, finger entering you slowly, holding your hair in tight grip, and you realized you adored it. You wanted this, eyes shutting tightly as he continued, watching your every movement and sound.

He must have known you were pure, the pause in his motions alerting you as he leaned forward, hand leaving your hair.

“You are... untouched.” He said, asked, his face finding itself against your neck. You nodded, holding him close.

“I want this, I want to be touched and used by you, please. I want you to be my first, Captain.”

Your words struck him, lifting his head to look into your eyes, finding no trace of a lie. He smirked as you came closer, hand on his hardness rubbing him.

“Naughty little thing, tell me your name before I ravage you.” He said, pulling your hips flush against him as you whimpered, his hardness so close to your center.

“Y/N, and yours, my Captain?” You replied, loving the way he pulled you up, placing himself correctly before pushing in slowly into your wet core, his rough hand over your mouth to prevent your loud keen from being heard while glacial eyes watched you.

“Axel, älskling. If you are to stay on my ship, from now on, you will only part your legs for me, understand?” Axel bit out, loving the way you rose off his length and came back down, water sloshing around the both of you, taking him all in as if you had done this a million times, breasts heaving infront of his face, licking his lips.

He would ravage you alright, the sounds of your love making resonated through the ship, not a soul daring to acknowledge out loud the female voice that cried their captain’s name over and over again.

Axel’s teeth met your skin over and over again as he rammed into you, whispering things in a language you didn’t understand, rough and strong, having his way with you until he had you cumming, hand in your hair softening as he pulled you closer against him, breasts crushed between the both of you.

Your lips finally met, swallowing your moans as you came undone ontop of him, his own noises muffled against your lips as you squeezed him and made him follow you, cumming deep inside you, your own hands holding his shoulders oh so tightly.

Axel, your Captain and lover, held you close, touch turning reverent and soft against your back, kissing you again and again.

“I meant what I said.” He whispered against your cheek as his eyes met your discarded male clothes, wondering if you would stay, or leave once they stopped at shore in the next town.

Now, Axel was never a liar, but he was definitely lying to himself when he told himself he wouldn’t care if you left, your soft pants against his cheek making him hold you closer for a moment.

You giggled, the noise surprising him just enough for him to look back at you, confusion melting as he met your gaze.

“I accept, Captain, or should I say, Axel, my lover?” You giggled, the both of you ignoring the knock on the door as Axel leaned forward in the basin of now cold water, kissing and licking each mark he had left against your skin.

[kenmas-consoles]

HAIKYUU!! CRUSH SERIES

(Kenma x Reader) Edition

(Kuroo x Reader) Edition

(Yaku x Reader) Edition

(Akaashi x Reader) Edition

A story in which (y/n), a young HOPELESS (romantic) devices a plan to get close to her HOPELESS crush.

★彡★彡★彡

The pair were sitting inside their classroom with their desks pushed together as they ate their lunch, well, at least (Y/n) was. Kenma was hunched over his desk, bento set aside as he rapidly pushed the buttons of his PSP.

The two were somewhat childhood friends as they grew up in the same neighborhood, were in the same year , attended the same middle school and junior high as well as hung out with Kuroo and joined the volleyball team, so it was only natural they'd get close.

(Y/n) was growing tired of just eating her lunch in silence, she tried initiating in conversation but then Kenma would only respond with one liners, shrugs and hums, which in all honestly hurts the poor girl's feelings. Though she didn't drop the conversation just yet.

She was now currently telling him a story of how she recently got into astrology and readings, The girl held up her hand and started stroking the lines on her palm,

"This right here is the life line, it actually tells you how long you'll live, oh, and this one right here is the fortune line, shows how prosperous you'd be in the future, mine isn't that long though. . . oh, oh and this is the love line it-"

but she took one glance at him and made her stop midexplanation.

She half knew it was pointless trying to get his attention especially when he played his video games. (Y/n) sighed for the nth time that day, or hour more specific, a sound in which made him swiftly look up from his gaming device.

Who, unbeknownst to her, was in fact listening to your little rambles.

★彡★彡★彡

(Y/n) rested her chin against her palm and stared out the window, she sighed softly and groaned internally as she why was it so hard for her to gain her crush's attention, Kenma's attention.

Yes you heard me, dear innocent (Y/n) likes Kenma.

Honestly how could she not?

'He's smart, cunning, and (brutally) honest', she thought, as in the silence she was wordlessly digging herself up in a hole.

Her thoughts slowly started spiralling down into a rabbit hole.

'Does he not like me?'

Maybe?

'Does he like playing video games more than me?'

Debatable.

'Am I being too annoying?'

Possibly.

'Is it because I'm unattractive?'

. . .

'Am I trying too hard?'

From a stranger's perspective I honestly look quite desperate, she thought to herself.

She sighed again frustrated for even thinking about him and how he makes her feel without him knowing especially when he's seated opposite to her. 'God im such a loser' she thought losing her appetite to finish whatevers left in her bento.

If Kenma had the ability to read minds then he would reassure you that you aren't any of those.

'Does he like you?'

Fuck yes.

'Were you annoying?'

Somewhat. . .

'Did he think you were trying too hard?'

Fuck no, and in all honesty he was thankful you were even trying to get his attention.

'Did he find you unattractive?'

You, unattractive?

In what world?

'Did he like playing videogames more than you?'

It's a close tie.

★彡★彡★彡

Kenma had long since paused his game as he heard (Y/n) stop talking and sighed. 'It's because of me isn't it?' he thought, suddenly feeling self conscious. He didn't dare look up at her in fear she was uspet with him.

'My god ofcourse she's upset with me!' he thought, internally beating herself up.

Although in this time (Y/n) was able to muster up enough courage to try and get a whack at having a conversation with him again and maybe initiate and or act on her feelings, thanks to the lil mental pep talk after her mini self degredation moment.

She had the perfect idea for the conversation starter.

Except Kenma was too wrapped up in his own thoughts to even process she was calling out to him.

"Kenma!"

No answer.

"Kenmaaaaaaaa!"

No reply either.

"Kenma, I wanted to ask if you wanted a palm reading, you know how those works right? --

-- can you hold out your hand?"

Amidst his internal battle he hazily heard just the last few bits of what she had said and he had froze.

One blink.

Two blinks.

. . . Wait what?

You. . .wanted to hold his hand?

His mind was going in overdrive it felt like his whole brain was sounding alarms and his palms were starting to sweat a little.

It has been a whole 30 seconds and Kenma hasn't so much as given a peep. Taking silence as a no, the girl started to feel a little embarrassed and hot. 'He must've found it weird' she thought. As she was about to apologize,

"I-"

"I-"

They both say simultaneously.

"You can hold my hand if you'd like." He said rather plainly as he held out his hand over the table but he was internally nervous.

"I-what?", (Y/n) said as she stares at his outstretched hand.

Kenma then started to fidget, had he heard wrong? A scarlet blush bloomed on his once pale features.

"I. . . my hand. . . You. . . uhm. . .", he stuttered out.

So as not to embarass her little friend any further she took hold of his hand.

The two could barely look each other in the eye as they made contact but they didn't pull away either.

They just sat there, across each other holding hands and shyly looking down and occasionally sneaking glances at each other.

Unknown to them a certain bed headed captain was going to visit his pudding headed friend in his classroom to remind him to eat his lunch.

But the sight he saw from the end of the sliding door made a big dopey smirk appear on his face.

"Ohohoho?"

★彡★彡★彡

OMAKE:

Before training had started Kuroo pulled (Y/n), who in fact was club manager, to a "friendly chat" as he put it.

The girl despite knowing there was something suspicious about the boy, didn't press in further and just reluctantly obliged to follow him take the balls from the storage room.

"I thought it was kind of sly to see you pull a stunt like that earlier, huh, (Y/n)?" Kuroo said with a teasing look.

The girl blinked, not exactly getting on what he was on about this time.

"I don-"

"Ofcourse you know what I'm talking about. The stunt you pulled today with our little friend Kenma today during Lunch."

(Y/n) reminiscing the events that transpired a few hours prior and how they didn't bother letting go of each other's hand until lunch ended and how from a simple palm over palm turned into an interlocking of fingers.

(Y/n) blushed madly at the thought.

"Honestly though, if you wanted to hold hands so bad you could've just said it to his face."

"I don't think I follow."

Kuroo pinched the bridge of his nose, 'ah youth these days',

"Palm reading is such a lame excuse to say 'I want to hold your hand without you knowing I have feelings for you'", Kuroo said as he walked away pushing the cart of balls.

.

.

.

"I-I, I WASN'T THINKING THAT AT ALL!"

[pbandjesse]

Today was another excellent day. But I am way tireder then I was last night. Like it is a little hard to sit up and write this but I will power through. 

I did sleep alright last night but before bed I had another really bad nose bleed except this time I was alone, as James was asleep, and I only had 3 tissues. So I was a little upset and scared. But it was alright in the end. And I have a new tissue box now so hopefully I wont feel so stranded. 

I woke up around 8 but I stayed in bed until 830. I really wanted to keep sleeping but I knew Jess was up and I didnt want to be rude. And of course she was already dressed and looking cute. But she was doing work for her WFH job so she wasnt to bothered. I got washed up and dressed. I felt cute again today but I mostly forgot to take my picture until way late in the day. But that was alright. We were just having to much fun. 

The big plan for the day was to go squishmallow hunting. But the mall we were going to search at didnt open until 11. So we had some time to hang out. So after breakfast we started rinsing our tye dye projects. I decided Jess should go first because her's is so much lighter and I didnt want to stain her's with all my dark dye. And it was so funny hers didnt run any dye at almost at all?? Absolutely bizarre. We were using the coldest water and really trying to get in there but no dye came out. So we hung it to dry and got into mine. 

Mine was a different story. As soon as I unwrapped it from the plastic is was dripping black dye. So I pulled off the rubber bands and got to work rinsing it. It took a good ten minutes of rinsing but it honestly looked great. As it dried throughout the day the black would fade to a lovely almost grey purple. But the actual tye dyed scrunchy parts look so cool. I am super excited to share it tomorrow when we take pictures. It was a lot of fun to do and while I dont think I will like. Tye dye my whole life. It was a lot of fun to experiment with. And for our first go it was really successful. 

Once we were done that and everything was drying in the bathroom we got ready to leave. I wasnt super excited to drive, as I still felt really tired, but it was alright. Though when we got to the car I found we barely had any gas and I was annoyed about that because I hate putting gas in the car but I would do it. Even though I hate it. 

We drove out to the mall and it felt so weird to be in a mall. But there werent a lot of people. It was mostly just quiet. But it for sure felt like a blast from the past. We walked the whole mall. Talked about being mall rat teens. What we would do and play and just the culture of that time in our lives. And hoenstly it was just a good time. It was nice to walk around inside and not be cold and because we were on this funny hunt for squishes there was an element of activity and goal. 

We didnt have great luck. The claires had nothing. The hallmark had nothing. We did find some at Hot Topic though. I ended up getting a blind box one. And Jess got a couple little things. We also got a matching set of lollypop earrings I am very excited about. We got lunch in the food court. Felt very weird eating inside. I got pretzel bites. It was just. A good time at the mall. 

We were there about an hour, making our last stop at Hot Topic for the second time to make our actual purchases. And then we went to the strip mall across the road to go to starbucks. Everyone was driving stupid so I was really glad to be out of there. 

We started to head towards the closes Marshalls. And they only had a cuddler squish there. And a way to long line, so I did not buy the face wash I was going to get. We instead went to Target. We made a stop to get gas. Which was terrible only because the same thing happened as last time and the machine kept saying my zipcode was wrong and I had to go talk to the man at the counter and it was a whole thing. I hate pumping gas. But it was handled. 

Next we went to the CVS and the Walgreens to check and finding nothing good we continued on to Target. 

Target was mostly a bust. No easter friends. But we ended up finding a beautiful greyscale bunny that Jess really liked. And we decided we were done. I wanted to make one more loop around toys just and in case and while we did I remembered to stop to look in the legos to see if they had the botanical one me and James have been trying to get but keeps getting scalped for 3xs the real price. And I was so excited to find that they had it!! The bouquet of flowers!! I was so jazzed. I cant wait to build this with them and its going to be great and look so cool in our house. 

We were both a little beat by this point though. So it was time for home. 

It was a nice drive back. The sun started coming out after a really grey day. And I was happy to be home. 

We would chill for a little bit but then there were more things we wanted to do. We opened our blind boxes. I got a dragon that we think was meant to be scented like minit chocolate but just smelt. Bad. But whatever. Still cute. I like the dragons. And then we got to work on my clothes. 

I wanted to do another big purge and having moral support to talk things out was exactly what I needed. So Jess helped me make piles of everything I own and make hard calls for each piece. I was a little more brutal then I expected but honestly I had purged my clothes in december and I sort of knew what ones that if I didnt wear in the last 2 months were going to get the axe. So it was only hard at some points. And I was really excited that everything I wanted to fit in the trunk for seasonal pieces and my closet isnt to full anymore. Two bags of clothes to donate and Im just really happy about that. And before that Jess tried on some that she liked from the get rid of pile and took some and that made me feel really happy too. Im glad they will get a second life. 

We would spend more time in my room trying on ren fair costume stuff. And spent way to long trying to relace a corset thats a little to big for me. But it was honestly a lot of fun. We were just very tired at the end. 

James had a performance review during that time that we got to hear and I got to be all proud about how well they are doing. And then James would go on a bike ride after work before picking us all up dinner. Because I have the best partner. 

While James was gone me and Jess would be on the couch playing a little animal crossing. Being sleepy. When food did come I was really upset that both our orders were missing pieces and I was trying very hard not to have a breakdown over something stupid. But Jess gave me some of hers that I was missing and we made due. I was just a little sad. 

Dinner was nice though. And we all just sat together doing little crafts and enjoying the company. 

And we still have tomorrow. The plan is to do some photoshoots and make a little painting project together. I hope to sleep better tonight though. Im going to go take a shower and get cozy and try to get to bed earlier. Wish me luck. Goodnight everyone! Wash your hands!

[bi-hippie5]

Blonde Curls |Luke|

Description: Luke leaves Charlotte two years ago not knowing she was pregnant. Then he runs into her best friend at an interview.

Notes: I was thinking of turning this into a longer series but I just ended up with this

Masterlist

Luke can admit that press can be fun but after a full week of it he’s ready to take a nap and not wake up for a couple of days. Luckily the band was on their last radio interview of the day and he was that much closer to crawling into bed. 

“Welcome boys we are so excited to have you, Jasmine is just finishing up her current interview and we can set up soon” one of the employees of the radio station explained as they all take a seat on the couches set outside the room. This was a new interview they hadn’t done in the past so they didn’t really know what to expect. He had heard that the radio show was pretty new but was probably one of the most popular ones in the area.

They only had to wait for maybe ten more minutes before the door opened louds laughs filled the waiting area. People exit saying thank you and going their own ways before Luke's eyes land on a very familiar face. It's not the face that haunts him at night but of the one person that probably hates him just as much.

“Shit” Luke whispers under his breath as Jasmine walks out to meet the boys before the interview. He wanted to run and hide right now as his ex-girlfriend's best friend is shooting daggers at him while giving quick hugs to his other band mates. Ashton looks over to check on him since he was the only one that had the chance to meet her before.

“Luke” she mumbles, not even bothering to get closer to him as the other two boys look at him confused.

“It’s been a long time Jasmine” he laughs awkwardly rubbing at the back of his neck as her gaze only gets harsher.

“Two years actually” she corrects him and it stings more than it should as she turns her back to him. Her tone is completely different with the other boys as she brings them into the room with Luke trailing behind. Charlotte hasn’t left his mind since the day he got scared and walked away. He hasn’t been able to be serious with anyone else since and he knows that it's all his fault. But, now seeing Jasmine makes the pain come right to the surface. Jasmine was Charlotte’s best friend since middle school, she was the first friend she introduced him to. At the time they had hit it off great laughing and having fun. They had gotten pretty close actually since Charlotte had the biggest impacts on both of their lives.

The whole interview he can feel how awkward it was. Jasmine didn’t really talk to him at all directing all of her questions to the other three. He wasn’t upset about it since so much was running through his mind. No one can blame her for hating him because what happened would make anyone look like a jerk. Charlotte and Luke had been together for four years and lived together for two of those years. They were happy and everything was perfect, at least that's what she thought. Luke wasn’t sure exactly happened but one day it just got real, this was it for him like Charlotte was the one he wanted to spend his life with. But, everyone kept bringing up marriage and asking when he would propose and he got freaked out. One day he got back to the apartment before she did and completely left only leaving a note that said ‘I’m sorry i can’t do this right now.’ He regrets it to this day, what was he thinking.

After the interview was over he told the boys to not wait for him as he hung back. It had been two years but that was too long and needed to see her and fix it.

“Jasmine please just tell me where she is” he begged once they were left alone. Jasmine knew she couldn’t physically hurt him but the looks she gave him would have to do.

“Why should I tell you fucker, you left her and never turned back. You didn’t have to pick up the pieces” she spit at him poking hard at his chest.

“Please I haven’t been able to get her out of my mind the last two years i need to make it right”

“It's not gonna happen buddy she moved on and picked herself up she doesn't need you” Jasmine laughs at him turning away and walking into her office slamming the door in his face. Luke stood in the hallway feeling like such a dumbass. He should have just stayed in the apartment that day till she got home and they could talk through his fears.

“I know where she is” Ashton says from behind him. When they were together Charlotte had developed a nice friendship with Ashton. He was so disappointed when Luke told them what had happened and the terrible choices he had made. But just because they broke up doesn’t mean he was gonna break his friendship with the girl and has kept in touch this whole time. Luke was his best friend but there was one small thing that stopped him from telling him where she was this whole time, and his name was Landon.

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“Have a good night Claire” Charlotte waved at her coworker as she headed out of the salon leaving her to close up. Everything was in its place already; it was just some sweeping to finish before her mom arrived. She set her phone down at one of the stations hitting play on the music before grabbing the broom.

Luke could see her through the window of the door as she danced around the salon  with a broom in her hand. She looked good, like really good wearing black ripped jeans and a nice black cropped sweater. Her blonde hair was shorter, now up to her shoulders and a bit more silver but she was still as beautiful as ever. He paced outside for a few minutes before working up the courage to finally walk inside. The bells on the door alerting his presents but she didn’t look up.

“I’m sorry we are closed, we open at 10 tomorrow if you want to make an appointment” her sweet voice fills his ears after so long. Just hearing her voice and seeing her it's like finally taking a deep breath of fresh air.

“Charlie” he whispers, finally finding his voice again. Her body stiffened at that voice, it's the one she heard on the radio and the tv but also haunts her at night.

“I’m sorry but we are closed” she doesn’t dare to turn around to look at him because if she does it will hurt more and give her mind new material to fester over.

“I wasn’t really looking to get a haircut unless it’s like that time you made me sit in the bathroom so that you could practice. I told you most girls don’t cut hair in just their underwear, seems kind of dangerous” he chuckled taking a few steps towards her. She still doesn’t move because she thought this would never happen, he left. He didn’t want anything to do with her anymore but now he’s here, at her work and she honestly didn’t know how this could get worse.

But of course it does, the chimes of the door sound against but this time she knew who it was. She finally turns around but refuses to look at him but instead at her confused mother standing in the doorway, a small sleeping two year old in her arms.

“I’m sorry to interrupt but your father has the car running” she’s staring Luke down like a mother lion ready to kill her next meal for her children and Charlotte kind of fears for Luke. He knows that looking at her mother will be worse than the reaction he got from Jasmine earlier today. However, his eyes are glued to the small figure in her arms, he looked so peaceful with his thumb in his mouth. Long eyelashes resting on his soft skin and those blonde curls he couldn't understand.

Charlotte walks past him grabbing her son from her mom. He stirs a bit but wraps his arms around her neck falling right back to sleep. She kisses her mother's cheek before placing the diaper bag down on one of the chairs.

“Let me know when you get home please” she gives her another hug and kisses both her daughter and grandson. She doesn’t even acknowledge Luke walking right past him and back into the waiting car outside. Luke can’t even imagine the reaction her protective father will have once she tells him.

Charlotte adjusts Landon in her arms before heading past Luke to grab the rest of her belongings so that she can leave before he starts asking questions.

“Charlie what is going on please look at me” his voice is softer this time and closer and she knew that he was right behind her. Letting out the breath she was holding finally turning to make eye contact with the man that broke her heart. Luke's eyes are still trained on the toddler because the curls alone gives it away, That had to be his son. “How old is he?”

“Two” she whispers softly and it was like a knife into his heart. There was no doubt in his mind that the small boy was his. Charlotte was never the girl to cheat on him and the time line adds up to perfectly.

“He’s mine and you didn’t tell me” his voice raises a little bit with the mix of emotions that were going through his body. If she was pregnant why didn’t she tell him or the fact that there is a small person on this earth that was a mix of both of them.

“Luke I can't do this with you right now” she's walking away from him. “It’s been such a long day and I need to get Landon home” he follows her outside of the salon and towards the parking lot.

“Please don’t walk away from me, can we please just talk about this because im 100% sure that is my son” she stops trying to calm her breathing slowly rubbing Landon back trying to remind herself to not yell.

“Don’t walk away from you, please tell me your kidding because if I can remember you left me not the other way around” They stand in pure silence just staring at each other. Luke didn’t know what to say because she was right, always right. “I need to go home and think Luke, I’ll have Ashton send you my address and you can come over tomorrow okay?” he nods agreeing not wanting to make her anymore upset.

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He’s nervous, standing in front of the apartment the address leads him to. His palms are sweating as he wipes them against his jeans fixing his hair and shirt before knocking on the white door. No one ever explains how to act when you officially meet your son for the first time. Mostly when the mother is someone he hasn’t been able to get out of his head even though it's his fault he's in this position. Charlie opens the door a few seconds after and Luke almost passes out. She’s just so damn beautiful with a yellow sundress flowing around her figure, hair half pulled back.

“Mommy” a little voice cries followed by soft footsteps. Landon comes crying behind her immediately noticing Luke standing at the door. His eyes get big and run over to his mother grabbing onto her legs to hide behind.

“Sorry he can be kind of shy” she apologizes as Landon lets out a sniffle looking up to look suspicious at who this strange man is.

“Hi I’m Luke” he gets down on his level making eye contact with the little boy.

“I Landon” he mumbles

“It's nice to meet you Landon, I really like your hair it's kind of like mine” that peaks Landon’s attention as he moves a little bit closer still keeping his hand on his mother just in case. Landon loves his hair, poor little thing cried his eyes out when Charlotte tried to give him a trim a week weeks back.

“Do you like dinosaurs?” Landon asks with the brightest eyes. Luke nods which results in a big smile from the small boy as he grabs his fingers dragging him into the apartment. He leads him into a small play room that is full of different toys and activities. Landon shows Luke his large collection of dinosaur toys having to show him each of them even imitating some of the noises for him.

Charlotte's heart was so full watching the two boys interact so sweetly. It was never her intention to keep Landon away from Luke; she really was gonna tell Luke about being pregnant. But when she came home and he was gone she just assumed he wanted nothing to do with her and wouldn’t want this baby. She was already so heart broken and couldn’t handle another regrection if he truly didn’t want to have a baby with her.

She let them play for a while, busying herself with some cleaning that needed to be done. Working and having a wild two year old made it kind of difficult to keep everything organized and put together.

“Mommy” Landon yells running into the kitchen with the biggest smile basically bouncing in his spot under her. “Can Luke come play all the time” Luke stands behind him leaning against the wall with a smile that matches his son his whole face glowing. Landon had never asked about having a dad not fully understanding but Charlotte knew that she would have to explain it at some point. Luke and her had a lot to work through but she wasn’t gonna keep him from having a relationship with his son.

“Of course buddy, but can I tell you something?” she picks him up placing him on her hip as he nods. “Luke is actually your daddy which means he's gonna be around all the time to take care of you”

“And play?” both parents laugh at the little boy.

“Yes and play would that be okay?” Landon shakes his head so fast putting his arms out for Luke to take him. He’s fast gathering the boy into his arms and hugging him to his chest.

“Charlie I’m so sorry I was just scared and didn’t know what I was thinking. But now I know that all I want is you and him and a family. You were always going to be my forever and I know we have things to work on but I’m here to fight for you, for both of you” tears were building up in both of their eyes. No words were needed as she makes her way over to the love of her life and son pressing her lips to his. They had a lot to work on but this was forever and no one was going anywhere.

[thebiasrekkers]

Make It Right [BTS Mafia!AU]

Plot: “It’s always darkest before the dawn…” It’s a dog-eat-dog world in Seoul, South Korea. One has to dwell in the shadows in order to reach for the light. What are you willing to sacrifice in order to feel the sunlight on your face? What will it take to drag you back into darkness? How long will the journey be to make it right?

Rating: NC-17 // NSFW

Genre: Series | Mafia!AU | Crime!AU | Angst | Romance/Fluff | Smut

Pairings: Jin x OC | Taehyung/Hoseok x OC | Yoongi/Jungkook x OC

Warnings: Graphic Violence, Heavy Language, Angst, Slow Burn, Smut

Previous Chapters: Prologue 1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9 10 11 12 13 14 15 16 17 18 19 20 21 22 23 24 25 26 27 28 29 30 31 32 33 34 35 36 37 38 39

Links: FAQ || BTS Masterlist || Admin E’s AO3 || Admin E’s WP || [ REQUESTS ARE OPEN ]

Word Count: 3,006

Tag List: @prisczero​, @pinkpjmin​, @btsaudge​, @flowerwrites06​, @unoriginal-username15432, @halussali​

Chapter 39: Not Today

“Today we’ll never die. The light will pierce through the darkness.”

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Seoul – Myeongdong; Jung District South Korea

It was the calm before the storm.

Hoseok could feel it in his bones to the point where he swore that they creaked with each step he took. He barely heard what Namjoon was telling him as they approached the large building in downtown Myeongdong. He wasn’t sure if he was trying to convince him to change his mind; to postpone this meeting for another day. Or if it was something else entirely. Hoseok was only vaguely aware of the noises on the streets as they passed pedestrians on the path to their destination.

There was too much simmering beneath the surface for him to focus on anything outside of reaching his destination.

When he’d received the call from Taehyung a couple of days ago, Hoseok knew it was time for him to make his move. Yoongi falling ill and being hospitalized, even for a day, should have been the metaphorical straw that broke the camel’s back. Truth be told, Hoseok was in and out of meetings for most of the days during the week and had little time to spare outside of his business practices. Things were starting to look good. Things were finally beginning to take a positive turn, just as they planned.

Even with the instances that the Jade Fangs did show up, they were minor inconveniences at most. Hoseok was made aware of the slight against Eden, Jungkook’s girlfriend. He offered to have her monitored, but at Jungkook’s behest, he didn’t follow through. Eden was apparently a woman who valued her personal life and her privacy. The last thing she wanted was anyone shadowing her unnecessarily, even if it was for her own protection. From what he was told, Eden was also a woman who could more than handle herself if it came to a rough and tumble fight.

Hoseok did not pull his eyes back from Raelyn, even if she was seeing Taehyung now. There was always the chance that something could happen and at a moment when everyone least expected it. If she were ever made aware of it, he would apologize for it later. In this case, it was better to ask for forgiveness than to ask for permission.

Old habits die hard, as they say…

Feet shuffled to a halt as he stood in front of the large building, Namjoon at his side. The two of them looked up at the high-rise, the sun already sinking beyond the horizon and down below the tree lines. The twilight hour was upon them and the world was still just as busy buzzing with life. As it would continue to do for many days to come.

Clearing his throat, he began to move forward – approaching the sliding glass doors. “Let’s go,” he said just as the doors opened to grant them entrance.

Two security guards approached them from either side, causing the two men to stop in the main lobby. Hoseok lofted a brow at each of them and Namjoon shuffled just a little bit closer to him. His tan trench coat hung off his shoulders while he stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pin-striped slacks. Lifting one hand from the pocket, he undid the button on the matching suit jacket as he slid his aviators off his face.

“Im Changkyun is expecting me,” came his even reply as he put the shades into the inner pocket of his jacket, “so be good boys and step aside.”

Hoseok didn’t bother hiding his irritation. He wanted it known that this wasn’t some pleasant little business meeting or a check-in visit. This was nothing of the sort.

This…was personal.

A phone rang at the secretary’s desk, snapping her out of her momentary trance at the small incident that was stirring in the lobby. The two security guards continued to block Hoseok’s path, but then the woman quickly stood from her seat and bowed before hanging up the phone. She clapped her hands to get the guards’ attention.

“Chairman Im said to let them through.”

The guards stood there a little while longer before finally stepping to the side, giving both Hoseok and Namjoon a clear path. They approached the desk where the young woman handed Hoseok a keycard. She bowed in apologies before pointing to the corridor off to the right.

“If you take that hallway, there are sets of elevators. The key card will give you access to the Chairman’s office on the top floor.”

Hoseok flashed her a polite grin, waving the card at her clamped between his fingers. “Thank you.”

And without so much as a second glance, he began heading toward the hallway. Namjoon followed behind him, making sure that the two security guards weren’t intent on doing something stupid. Hoseok didn’t see his friend visibly relax until they were alone in the elevator.

He slid the keycard through the card reader, waiting for the elevator to begin lifting them from the ground floor. When it jerked slightly upon its initial ascent was when Namjoon finally spoke.

“Hoseok-ah? Do you think—”

“Don’t, Namjoon-ah,” he interrupted, staring ahead at their muddied reflections on the elevator’s stainless-steel doors, “not now.”

“We didn’t even discuss this with the others.”

There was concern in Namjoon’s voice, which was well-warranted. It was rare for Hoseok to go rogue. When he did, it was usually something small. He never made moves like this without discussing it with the others first. Seokjin always made it a point to ensure that everyone was on the same page so that none of them could get blind-sided. Strategizing and prioritizing situations before others was what helped the Golden Jackals climb up the ladder of success so quickly. Impulsivity had no place in their lives back then and it shouldn’t have now.

However, this time, Hoseok wanted to be selfish. He’d earned the right to be selfish. He deserved and had every right to be as livid as he was at that moment. Anyone who tried to tell him otherwise was delusional.

“This doesn’t concern them right now.” He cast a sidelong glance to Namjoon, brows furrowing deeply. “Honestly, I don’t even like that you’re with me. You should have stayed in the car like I told you to.”

Namjoon blinked at him, clearly jarred by his words. Or that he’d suddenly grown a second head. “You thought you’d just waltz into Im Changkyun’s business office alone, huh?” He snorted. “Yeah, no. Jin Hyung would have my head and I’m a pretty big fan of it staying attached to my neck.”

Hoseok grinned. “That’s not like you, Namjoon-ah. You’re usually the first one to show your guts.”

“Yeah, well that was then. This is now.”

The elevator dinged softly as they reached their destination. The steel doors slid open slowly, revealing a long hallway with a black and red carpet leading from the elevator to a pair of double doors at the very end of the long stretch. There was someone standing just outside the door, but they were too far away to be made out easily.

Hoseok stepped out and strode forward, Namjoon matching his pace. The closer they got to the end of the hallway, the more the person’s face standing just outside the door came into view. When they were only a couple of yards away, they could now tell it was Shownu. He looked between the two of them, a satisfied smirk etching his features. Hoseok peered up at the man who was older and slightly taller than him. His image from five years ago overlapped his current one and a phantom ache throbbed at Hoseok’s side from when he’d been kicked by the man in the rainstorm.

Shownu politely stood away from the door, gesturing toward it. “He’s waiting for you, Jung Hoseok.”

He nodded, casting his gaze over toward Namjoon. “Wait here.”

Namjoon looked like he was about to protest, but then Shownu placed a hand on his friend’s shoulder. “Let’s get a drink, hm? I’m sure they’re going to have a lot to discuss.”

Again, Namjoon looked reticent. But Hoseok nodded, his earlier expression dissolving into a softer one. He saw his friend blink in surprise. He could only imagine what his face looked like, but it probably reflected an old version of himself he hadn’t shown in quite some time. After a moment, he watched Namjoon sigh before nodding.

“If you need anything, call me.”

Hoseok nodded again. “I will.”

He waited, watching the two men make their way back down the hall. Shownu turned off to the left, entering a room and Namjoon followed. But not before he met his gaze one more time. Hoseok took a breath, promising to apologize to Namjoon later, and opened the doors.

The interior of the office was what Hoseok would have expected. Pristine. Clean. Modern. There was the traditional name plate sitting on top of a black polished desk made of expensive and imported wood. The marbling on the floor was flawless and the furniture held a business design with sectionals surrounding a glass and metal coffee table. Elegant art pieces decorated the walls and off to the right was a large window that overlooked the entire downtown area of Myeongdong from hundreds of feet in the air. A wet bar was situated near the small nook near the back.

Hoseok wasn’t impressed, however. This was to be expected of Im Changkyun, the Wolf of the Jade Fangs. He hadn’t climbed up in the ranks and obtained his title of “leader” if he wasn’t capable of this level of eloquence and prestige. His ambition suited his taste in decorating.

Instead of stepping further inside, he remained near the entrance as the doors closed behind him. Changkyun was seated at his desk, immersed in a book of some sort. The computer monitor was situated, visually, to Hoseok’s right. When their eyes met, Hoseok didn’t smile even though Changkyun did.

“Oh, Hoseok Hyung,” he said, closing the book and sliding it just to the side of him, “welcome. I’ll admit, I was a little surprised when I received your call. It’s not often you take the time to come visit me.”

Hoseok heard the bitter edge to the statement but made no effort to acknowledge it. He gave a slight shrug, remaining where he was until he saw Changkyun slowly rising from his plush leather chair. The wheels shifted along the marble floor and it was in that moment that Hoseok reached behind him to turn the deadbolt on the door – synchronizing it to match the sound of the chair’s movements.

“Your boys have been paying mine little visits here and there,” he said, stepping away from the door, “I figured that I should return the favor.”

Changkyun flashed an open-mouthed grin. “Ah, yes. Yes, they have.” He reached up to brush his dark hair out of his eyes. “Is that the reason for this, Hyung? Are the boys getting in your way?”

Hoseok scoffed. “Hardly.”

“Hmm, well that’s no good. I was hoping that was why.”

Slowly, Hoseok made his way to the left of the sectionals in the center of the office. “Because?”

“Because I’m still trying to figure you out, Hyung. I have questions and you haven’t answered them all yet.”

Changkyun’s words didn’t match his expression. Instead of looking inquisitive, he had the look of a man who appeared to have already won the game. It was a look that Hoseok remembered from many years ago – before the Golden Jackals were formed. Before they truly began to understand what the criminal underworld really looked like.

Before Im Changkyun killed the previous leader of the Jade Fangs in cold blood.

“Then let me give them to you.”

Hoseok’s body moved in a blur – matching the speed of his youth which was fueled by his anger alone. He knew he wasn’t in his twenties anymore. He hadn’t been fighting every day like he had years ago when his brothers and he first arrived in Seoul. Their lives were harder, but they were much simpler back then. When they were happier and driven to reach a future they could all obtain together.

He tapped into that feeling and rushed Changkyun’s desk – his trench coat flying off his shoulders and landing on the ground just as he went airborne. Just like that rainy night five years ago, during the gang war on the streets of Gangnam, he watched Changkyun’s smug look melt away as sudden realization washed over him instead. Hoseok cleared the chair at the head of the coffee table and landed on Changkyun’s desk in a crouch.

Jerking his right arm, the switch blade slid from the sleeve of his jacket and landed in his hand. He flicked the blade free, aiming straight for Changkyun’s neck. However, he knew that this wouldn’t be enough for the leader of the Jade Fangs. There was a reason he’d earned the nickname Wolf all those years ago. And it was because of his primal instincts.

Those very instincts came into play as he reached up to catch Hoseok’s wrist. Changkyun tried to pull his arm away from his body, attempting to keep the blade as far from his neck as possible. But just like Changkyun earned his moniker, so had Hoseok. The Death Claw didn’t back down from a fight because he’d looked The Grim Reaper in his face and spit in it.

Hoseok used his free hand to grab at his wrist, fingers locking over Changkyun’s and then pushing his weight forward. What distance was gained was soon minimized as Hoseok leaned in, the tip of the knife moving up and casting a shadow over Changkyun’s face. If he wouldn’t let him take his throat, he would jam the blade straight into his eye socket.

“H-Hyung,” growled Changkyun through clenched teeth as he glared up at Hoseok, “what do you think you’re doing?”

He could feel his arms trembling with the amount of force he was exerting. Changkyun was putting in just as much effort, causing a horrible stalemate that was on the verge of fracturing. The odds evened out as Hoseok watched him reaching up with his free hand to brace against his own wrist – mimicking each other.

“What does it look like?” Hoseok replied, his eyes narrowing darkly, “I’m answering your questions.”

He watched him blinking up at him in confusion. He was a young man Hoseok once believed to be full of potential and drive. Someone Hoseok admired years ago. Before he discovered the depth of his said ambition.

Silence stretched between them, neither of them easing off their stance or their grips. Hoseok felt a bead of sweat slip down his temple just as he saw one sliding down to drip from Changkyun’s chin. There were the occasional grunting sounds as one attempted to overpower the other, but outside of that, no words were spoken.

Changkyun finally let out a choked-out scoff, bitter disappointment evident on his features. Yet he smirked, regardless. “So, this is your answer, Hyung?”

Hoseok mirrored his gaze. “Yes, Changkyun-ah, it is.”

Something passed over the younger man’s face. But it was so brief, Hoseok couldn’t place it. At least not then.

“That’s a shame, Hoseok Hyung. A real shame.” He let out a shaky breath. “But if this is your answer, then I guess I have no choice but to continue the game without you.”

And then he moved faster than Hoseok could have anticipated. He released his hold and Hoseok felt all his weight collapsing forward. The blade nicked Changkyun’s cheek, but it was a sacrifice he willingly made. Hoseok realized this when he saw knuckles sailing toward his face. He pivoted in mid-air, changing his trajectory and his shoulder landed hard on the desk. Changkyun moved to elbow-drop him, but Hoseok whirled his legs into the air to block the assault, slamming his knee into Changkyun’s shoulder before rolling completely off the desk.

However, as he landed on the marble flooring, he felt pain exploding across his back and causing him to stumble forward. He quickly pivoted on his heels just as he saw Changkyun lowering his arm from where he’d had it extended – noting that his punch had, in fact, successfully connected. The two of them heaved, inhaling a lungful of air. Hoseok reached up to dab at the sweat on his brow with the back of his wrist.

A full minute passed before both men lowered their stances, silently agreeing that this discussion was at its conclusion. Hoseok turned to head toward the entrance, scooping up his trench coat along the way. Just as he made to unlatch the doors to the office, he heard Changkyun popping his neck before a breathy chuckle escaped.

“You’ve made yourself clear. So now I’m going to make myself clear.”

Pausing, Hoseok turned to look back at the leader of the Jade Fangs. But he chose to say nothing. Changkyun continued.

“What I do from this moment on, you no longer play a factor into it. What happens after today is a result of the answer you’ve given me. And I’m going to make good on it.”

Hoseok scoffed. “Is that right?” He rolled his eyes, unlatching the door. “We’re done playing this game with you. Do what you want.”

The grin that Changkyun gave him was the most wolfish he’d ever seen and it caused his spine to lock up uncomfortably, even for just a moment.

“Oh, I will. Trust me.” He folded his arms across his chest. “Just remember that it’s nothing personal, Jung Hoseok.”

Dropping the honorific was expected. Hoseok wasn’t surprised. So, instead of giving it credence, he simply exited the office and slammed the doors behind him. He needed to breathe. He needed air. So, for now, he would simply text Namjoon to come out when he was ready and that he’d be waiting in the car.

After he vomited his anger into a nearby bush somewhere.