#also we took the two dogs we're looking at on walks

[leslutdepointedulac]

So me and my family spent the morning at a rescue looking at dogs and there's two that we're looking at inparticular and I shit you not one is giving pure Louis vibes while the other reminds me so much of Lestat it's literally Louis and Lestat but if they were dogs. The only thing is, we're only getting one but we love them both so making a decision is going to be so hard

[aalyssah]

Give Me Your Time

Pairing: Roman Reigns x Wife!Reader

Warnings: Angst/Fluff!

Word Count: 2,101

Summary: Roman’s so busy with his work, he doesn’t realize the damage it’s doing to you, until you confess to him about it.

A/N: A sorta long fic for Roman! Hope You Enjoy!

The Big Dog. The Enforcer/Muscle of The Shield. Your Tribal Chief. All those names and many more represent one man and that's Roman Reigns.

It's no secret that he might be Vince's favorite, but he's also yours. He's a great wrestler, husband, and Dad, but recently he hasn't been showing the last two.

He's been so caught up in work that sometimes you feel like you're not even together. You understand that being the champion of 2 brands isn't easy, but all you ask was for some time and today was no different.

You were doing your daughters' hair while your sons ran around with their toy cars. "Kai, Dante, stop running around the house!" You scolded them once more. Last time they ended up tripping and busting their lip.

You finished up your daughter's hair with a few edges. "You're done, baby." Lani took off running, making you sigh in defeat. Just then, Roman walked in, in his swim trunks. He finally has a day off and he planned to take y'all to the beach.

The kids are excited to go after not going for months. You stood up, wrapping your arms around his neck. "They won't stop running." You said, leaning your head against his chest.

"Lani, Kai, and Dante, stop running!" The kids stopped running at the sound of their father's voice. "Thank you." You placed a small kiss to his lips, feeling his arms come to wrap around your waist, pulling you closer.

You two were broken apart when you felt a small tug at the end of your shorts. "Mommy, can we go now?" You looked back at Roman, after seeing him nod. "Yup, just let me grab our bag and to the beach we go!"

The kids cheered as Roman walked them outside and to the car. You grabbed the basket filled with things such as sunscreen, sandwiches, and towels before locking up and getting in the car.

Roman stood outside on the phone saying something you couldn’t hear due to the music and kids. He got in and began driving. At first you thought he was taking y'all to the beach until you saw a familiar curve in the road.

Were y'all going to the arena? Your question was answered when he parked in front of the arena. "Roman?" Roman unbuckled his seatbelt, looking back at you with a sympathetic look. "They need me for something. It's only gonna take 5 minutes."

You gave him the benefit of the doubt, waiting for almost 20 minutes until a text came to your phone from Roman. 'They need me for a promo tonight. Take the kids to the beach. I'll make it up to you.'

You shook your head in shame, getting out to the drivers side. "What about Daddy, Mommy?" The youngest called out. "Sorry, bubs. Daddy had to work, but we're still going!" You tried to cheer them up, but their cries didn't go unnoticed.

You still took them to the beach, and ended up having a good time. Although they kept asking about Roman, they still had fun. Family beach day failed.

That was the first strike.

The second one was when he planned to make it up to you by having dinner.

He made reservations for the hottest restaurant in town, telling you to wear something fancy. He even called his Mom and asked them to watch over the kids. Everything was ready and set up for a fun night.

You walked out the room, calling out for Roman. "Ro, come here for a sec, and tell me how I look!" Roman came around the corner, heart jumping out his chest. You were gorgeous. Hair perfectly framing over your face, the red dress clinging to your body, showing your curves.

He loved it. He slowly approached you, pulling you into a kiss. “I'm guessing you like it?" Roman nodded his head, biting his lip. "You look perfect." He looked at the time. "Reservations at 8, come on." He guided you onto the car, opening the door for you.

He drove to the restaurant, having small talk with you. When you walked through the door, y'all went up to the front desk. "Reservations for Reigns." The lady checked the list. "Yes, right this way." The waitress sat you both down and took your orders. "This is nice thanks, Ro."

Roman smiled, intertwining his hand with yours. "You deserve it, and I just wanted to apologize for-" Roman couldn’t finish his sentence when his phone rang. He picked it up, listening and answering. "Yeah, I'll be there in 15." You looked at him, confused by what he meant.

Again, he gave you the same look as before. "I'm sorry, baby, but they need me again. Here." He dug in his pocket and pulled out his wallet, placing a $50 bill. "Use this to get a cab and please get my food to go." He placed a kiss on your cheek, leaving you there alone.

Not even 10 minutes in the date and he was already leaving. You couldn't believe this. Your husband just left you in the middle of an apology dinner for doing the same thing he's doing now, and not only that, but had the audacity to give you money for a cab after taking the car.

Just then, the waitress came by with the two plates of food. "Uh, can I get the check and a to go plate?" The waitress left and came back with the check and plate. That's when you realized, Roman didn't leave any money. The meal was $286 and you only had $220.

You cursed under your breath, frantically searching through your purse. You could feel tears come to your eyes as you found no money. The waitress took the money, giving you a reassuring smile. "Hey, it's okay. I'll handle the rest." You gave the woman a hug, thanking her before ordering the cab. Date night failed

That was the second strike.

The third time came about when you were both Mom and Dad on your side and his called, asking for a family dinner. You agreed, wanting to all be together.

The table was neatly set, the living room clean, and food was ready. You went all out. A knock at the door made you open it revealing your Mom and Dad. "Mom, Dad!" They both pulled you into a bone crushing hug. "We missed you so much, sweetheart!"

You smiled, when seeing Roman's parents come out of their car. Everyone came inside and sat at the table. "Roman, kids, they're here!" The kids came running down the steps, engulfing their grandparents in a hug.

Roman shortly came down in silence. You said your prayers and began digging in. It was all going well, the small talk, talking about work, and family until Roman’s cell phone rang.

You prayed and hoped to god that it wouldn't be his work, but of course when he gave you that look, you knew what was happening. "Sorry, everyone. I have a meeting about a match. Love you Ma and Pops." He gestures to everyone and gave the kids a quick kiss. "Be good for Mommy, and I'll take you out for a treat."

You chuckled, mumbling, 'As if you'll stay for it.' When the door slammed shut, you softly threw the fork against the plate, the loud clattering heard. "Kids, eat up, so you can go to bed." The kids obeyed, eating their meat and vegetables on their plate.

Your Parents and In-Laws looked at you with worry. The kids finished, gave them bathes, and tucked them into bed. You walked out to the living room, only to be met with everyone. "Sorry about dinner. I didn't think he would leave that fast."

Your parents scrunched their eyebrows down in confusion. "What do you mean leave?" You chuckled at the thought. "He always plans something special, but not even 20 minutes in, he leaves for work." Everyone took in what you said.

“But it's alright." Everyone and worry on their face at how numb you became. "I don't wanna hold y'all up, I'll call you tomorrow.” You sent them off, ignoring their protests. They could all see how hurt you were from his absence.

You showered yourself, and changed into his shirt and a pair of panties before going to sleep. Big family dinner failed.

Third strike, you're out!

Normally they say '3rd times the charm,' but in this case, you would never want this. You were tired of it and you were gonna make sure to voice your opinions next time.

You woke up to the feeling of something heavy over your waist. You turned over to see Roman's arm draped around your waist, his body facing you.

You smiled, tracing the tattoos on his arm and chest, causing him to stir awake. "Baby girl, what are you doing?" A smile grew on your face as he suddenly pulled you to him, attacking you by tickling your sides. "Roman, Ro, stop!"

You tried fighting back, but he didn't stop. For the fourth time, his phone rang. Before he could reach over to it, you grabbed it, hanging up. "Y/n, what the hell!" You sat up, looking at him. "No more answering your phone. It's raining outside and I want you to stay with me."

You tried to cuddle into his chest, but he pushed you back. "Look, I don't have time for this. They probably need me." Roman went to get up, but your words made him stop. "Of course you don't have time, you never do!" He looked back at you with a challenging look. "What do you mean?" You hummed, putting a finger on your chin.

"Well, let's see. My husband leaves me for work everyday, he leaves me and the kids at the beach when it was supposed to be a family beach day, you leave me at an expensive restaurant after ordering food. Hell, you even took the car with you. And then lastly, you left me my Mom and Dad, as well as your own at the dinner table because your job called you."

Roman didn't know what to say at your long rant. "And guess what that left me to do?" You gave him a minute to respond, but nothing came out. "At home, crying every night after taking care of our kids because their Dad’s job is more important than his family.” Your voice grew louder as it cracked.

Roman wanted to reach his hand out, but stopped, not knowing if you wanted to be touched. "All I ask for is time Roman. I just want you to give me your time,but you never give it!" You broke down completely, head hanging low as you sobbed.

That's when Roman finally grabbed you, pulling you into his chest. He gently rocked you back and forth, murmuring apologies. “I’m sorry, baby. I promise I’ll do better.” You sniffled, pulling to look back at him. “Then prove it, Roman. Prove to me and the kids that you’re gonna give us attention.”

You broke apart from his hold and ended up going asleep from all the crying. Roman just sat there, looking up at the ceiling, thinking of what he should do. He then did the unthinkable. He grabbed his phone, calling Vince. Within two rings, he picked up.

“Thank god you answered, Roman! I need you to come-” Roman cut his boss off. “Before you finish your sentence, I want to request a month off.” Vince became silent in the other line. “W-what? Why?” Roman sighed, looking over at your sleeping form.

“My wife and kids need me right now.” Vince scoffed slightly. “Well, can’t they be grateful that you're a good wrestler? You bring in all the money, right?” Roman felt a bit annoyed at Vince’s reasoning.

“Yeah, I’m a good wrestler, but not a good husband or Dad and it’s all because of you. You got me coming in during an important moments in my life and you're messing my marriage and relationships up.”

Vince gulped at Roman’s loud voice, full of anger. “I don’t care if you don’t give me my break, I’m still gonna do it, so you can fire me or whatever, but we both know you’re nothing without me.”

Roman hung up, looking over at you. He leaned down and pressed a soft kiss to the side of your face. “I’m gonna give you all my time next month, baby.” He cuddled back into you, missing the smile that formed on your face.

[theostrophywife]

kiss with a fist | chapter ten.

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pairing: theodore nott x reader.

song inspiration: the way i loved you - taylor swift.

author's note: get in, besties. we're crawling out of the trenches. i hope ya'll aren't too mad at me after this.

The fallout from your fight with Theo wasn’t as bad as you thought it would be. Mostly because you spent the entire weekend holed up in your dorm and avoiding the nuclear aftermath. It was a coward’s approach, but you were content to let sleeping dogs lie. You didn’t know if you could bear facing the others. 

The newfound friendships you had formed with the Slytherins were all sure to implode given the circumstances. Theo was one of their oldest friends and they were loyal to their own. Once Theo told them what had gone down between you, they would undoubtedly take his side. You would've. The worst part was, you couldn't even blame them for it. 

The argument with Theo hurt. Because you knew each other so well, he knew exactly what to say to push your buttons. You were so, so angry in the moment, but the more that time passed, you could see that you were both in the wrong. Yes, Theo shouldn't have acted like an emotionally constipated twat, but you also could've approached the situation better. Instead, the two of you crashed and burned, imploding whatever precarious thing you had built up over the past few months. You were afraid that your newfound friendships with the others would become collateral damage.

The possibility of losing all of them filled you with unbearable sadness. You cried in bed until you were sure that you couldn’t possibly have anything left in you and then you cried some more. Luna was obviously very concerned on your behalf. She had never seen you cry, so you could only imagine how incredibly jarring it was for her to witness you sob for three days straight.

To her credit, Luna never judged you for any of it. She just let you feel the range of emotions you’ve been holding back for months, often rubbing your back and fixing you a soothing cup of tea. Every now and then she’d ask if you’d like to come to the Great Hall for a meal, but you declined each time. You wanted to put off the inevitable for as long as possible. 

When Monday crept around and hiding in your dorm was no longer an option, you carefully timed your arrival and departure to class so that you wouldn’t run into any of them. Especially not Theo. 

The plan was working well and you successfully avoided everyone until Wednesday afternoon. You had just gotten out of History of Magic when Mattheo and Enzo cornered you. They were both out of breath and sweaty, presumably from quidditch practice. 

“Y/N!” Enzo called from across the hall. You froze and rounded the corner, hoping to lose them in the crowd. 

“I know you see us, Y/N!” Mattheo called after you.

Unfortunately, they were much faster and caught up to you easily. You clutched your books in your arms like a safety blanket. “I have to go to class.” 

“No, you don’t,” Enzo said. “History of Magic is your last class of the day. We used to study after, remember? Before you decided to ditch us.” 

“I’m not ditching anyone,” you countered defensively. 

“Is that why we haven’t seen you for four days?” Mattheo pondered. “You don’t eat meals with us. You don’t attend game nights. You don’t let us walk you to class. Sounds like a classic ditching to me, Y/N.”

“Look, it’s just…complicated right now, okay.” You sighed, adjusting the strap of your satchel. “With everything that happened with Theo, I thought it would be best to keep my distance.” 

“Is that why he’s been moodier than usual?” Enzo asked. “You two had a fight?”

“He didn’t tell you?” 

Mattheo shook his head. “He nearly took my head off at practice, but when I tried to ask what the bloody hell was up his arse, the git just stormed off. I should’ve known it was because of you.” 

You flinched. Enzo elbowed Mattheo in the ribs, which caused the latter to grumble dramatically. “What Mattheo meant to say is that ever since you stopped coming around, Theo’s been in a proper foul mood.” Enzo placed a hand on your shoulder. “What exactly happened between the two of you?” 

The tears spilled out before you could stop them. You had done your best to keep it together during classes and club meetings and even prefect duties, but that one simple question seemed to push you over the edge. What happened between you and Theo? Your friendship, rivalry, flirtation, whatever had been forming these past few months had blown up in your face and you had been the one to light the match. 

Before you knew what was happening, Enzo crushed you into a hug. “It’s okay, Y/N. You don’t have to tell us.”

“It’s bad, Enz. I fucked up. I fucked up really bad.” 

To your surprise, Mattheo rubbed your back despite the mild discomfort on his face from seeing you cry. “Whatever it is, I’m sure you and Theo can fix it. You two are crazy about each other.” 

“You don’t understand, Mattheo. We said some really awful things to each other. I think—I think I really hurt him. I figured he would have told you all by now and that it would mean the end of my friendship with everyone.” 

“No way,” Mattheo countered. “You’re only just admitting that we’re friends. I’m not letting all that hard work go to waste.” 

You chuckled, wiping a tear away with the back of your hand. Enzo grinned, pinching your cheek. “There’s that smile. Mattheo’s right. We wouldn’t drop you just because you and Theo are fighting.” 

“The fight was my fault,” you sniffled. “I took it too far and I said some things that I really, really regret. I would understand if you took his side.” 

“We’re not taking sides,” Enzo assured you. “You’re both our friends. We care about you equally.”

“But you’ve known Theo your whole lives.” 

“Exactly,” Mattheo said with a nod. “We know how frustrating he can be sometimes. Even with us, Theo’s not exactly the most open person in the world. But something changed when you started becoming closer. You changed him, Y/N.”

“We all felt it,” Enzo added. “He started opening up more. Even talked about his mum and he never talks about his mum. I suspect you had something to do with that.” You felt the tears well up again. “My point is, it would be silly to let one little fight ruin a friendship. We’re definitely not letting it ruin ours. 

Mattheo draped a shoulder over you. “You’re one of us now, Y/N. There’s no getting rid of us.” 

Your heart felt like it might burst as you pulled the two boys into a group hug. Enzo chuckled as you practically crushed him and Mattheo ruffled your hair, messing up the neat braid you had arranged it in. 

“If either one of you tell anyone about this, I’ll slip a whiz-bang underneath your pillows.”

"There's the Y/N we know and love," Mattheo said with a grin. "Now come on, you're coming to dinner with us."

"We're not taking no for an answer either," Enzo stated when he saw the hesitation on your face.

You chuckled. "It's Wednesday," you recalled, training your suspicion towards Mattheo. "You just want me to come to dinner so I can stop Malfoy from taking the last red velvet cupcake, don't you?"

Mattheo huffed in indignation. "Can't I be a good friend and secure my sweets at the same time?"

"You're officially demoted to acquaintance, Riddle."

He gasped dramatically. "You take that back, Y/N!"

The knot in your stomach eased as the three of you made your way over to the Great Hall. The reconciliation didn't fully rid you of the guilt and anxiety, but at least it was a start.

"Well, well, well," Draco drawled as he raised a pale brow at you. "Look who decided to join us."

Blaise rolled his eyes. "Don't mind him. He's just upset you haven't been around to help touch up his roots."

"I'll have you know I'm a natural blonde, Zabini!"

"Merlin, all that bleach has truly seeped into your head," you quipped back.

The boys smiled as you took your seat. You appreciated how easy it was to slip back into things. They seemed to know that silly banter and arguments over cupcakes were exactly what you needed. You knew that they had to be at least a little bit curious about your situation with Theo, but they didn't pry. You would tell them when you were ready.

For now, it was just nice to sit and eat dinner with your friends.

After reconciling with Draco and Blaise in the Great Hall over dinner, you were at least comforted by the fact that none of the Slytherins hated you. With the exception of Theo and probably Pansy as well. Out of the entire group, she was probably the one that you were scared to face the most. You had made an entire deal out of threatening her not to hurt Luna and then turned around and did the same exact thing to one of her closest friends instead. 

She had to be beyond angry. You put off speaking with her until the last possible second. As you walked back to your dorm that Friday night, you were nearly shaking with anticipation. You knew that Pansy would be studying with Luna before heading off on their weekly date night. 

You winced as you opened the door. As expected, Luna and Pansy were sprawled out on the rug, surrounded by parchment and ink. 

“Hi, Y/N,” greeted Luna. 

“Hi, Loons,” you said, fidgeting by the door. You had never felt more uncomfortable than when Pansy turned over to look at you. “Hi…Pansy.” 

“Y/N,” she said simply. Her glossy bob curved perfectly underneath her cheekbone as she turned towards you. “We’re finishing up here so you’ll have the room to yourself.” 

You swallowed thickly. “Actually, I’ve been meaning to talk to you. If you don’t mind.” 

Luna closed her book. “Would you like a moment alone, Y/N?” 

“No,” you said a bit quickly. “Stay, Loons. I could use the emotional support.” 

Your friend smiled and shot a pleading look at her girlfriend. Pansy conceded with a nod. “Are you going to finally tell me what the hell’s going on between you and Theo?” 

You sighed, sitting cross legged on the rug between them. “We had a fight.” 

“I gathered as much. Theo said something stupid, didn’t he? He always does when he gets scared of his own emotions.”

“We both said really stupid things to each other. I…think I took it too far though. I hit him where it hurts. Used his own words against him. I really hurt him, Pansy.” You averted your gaze, picking at the rug beneath you. “That’s why I’ve been skipping meals and avoiding everyone. Especially you. I know how much you care about the boys, and I really fucked it up with Theo. I understand if you’re mad at me, but I just want you to know that I really regret it.” 

The Slytherin girl appraised you for a moment. You had never been one to shy away from scrutiny, but you felt incredibly small as Pansy looked you over. You deserved whatever condemnation and vitriol she wanted to throw your way. You braced yourself for the worst as you met her gaze, but all you found was hurt in Pansy's expression.

“I’m not mad at you because you got into a fight with Theo,” Pansy said. “That’s his and your business to sort out. I’m mad because you just pulled away from all of us without saying anything. You assumed we’d drop you, so you did it first."

“And it was really stupid of me, but I know how loyal you are to each other and I hurt one of you. I didn’t know how to face everyone.” 

“You’re one of us too, Y/N,” Pansy declared. You felt your eyes brimming with tears as Luna squeezed your hand. “Not because you’re my girlfriend’s best friend, but because you’ve become my friend too. It hurt that you pushed us all away.” 

“I’m so sorry, Pans.” 

She sighed and awkwardly patted your back. Clearly displays of emotion were a completely foreign concept to the two of you. Luckily, Luna more than made up for the uncertainty. She nudged Pansy gently.

“It’s alright, Y/N. I get it, truly. If there’s anything Slytherins understand, it’s the sin of pride. We’re all quite good at hiding behind our cozy little walls of self preservation, as Lu likes to say. That’s exactly what Theo’s doing now.” 

“How is he?” you asked hoarsely. 

Not being able to see or speak to Theo this week had been hell. It felt like a part of you was missing. Like you were trying to function without a vital organ. As terrified as you were to admit it, Theo had become as essential as breathing.

Somewhere between your late night talks at the Black Lake, your childish arguments about pumpkin flavored creamers in the Great Hall, and sneaking him into Ravenclaw Tower to watch the stars in the common room, Theo's presence had become so ingrained in your life that its sudden absence felt like losing a limb. You didn't just miss him. You felt entirely lost without him.

“I won’t sugarcoat it. Theo’s not well. He’s moody and cranky and snaps at the smallest things.” You winced. “It’s not entirely your fault. I pushed him to tell you. Hell, we all did. I think we might’ve overwhelmed him.” 

“Tell me what?” 

Pansy smiled sadly. “I think you know.” 

“I don’t.” 

She sighed. “You two are so alike. Ignoring things that are right in front of you. Stubborn as hell, too. It’s bloody frustrating.” 

“Sounds like someone I know,” Luna added softly.

Pansy chuckled. “Point taken, Lu.” The two of them smiled softly at each other, which made you grin a little. They were so obviously smitten and you were happy for both of your friends. 

It made your heart ache all over again. You never knew how much you wanted that. That closeness, that intimacy. And all it took was a stupid, idiotic fight to realize that you already had it all along.

“When we came back from Hogsmeade, I took Theo aside and asked him about the two of you. Anyone with an ounce of common sense could tell that he's head over heels for you, but he was being an absolute wanker and stalling so I thought I’d give him a push.” Pansy crossed her legs, looking troubled. “I told him that he couldn’t keep ignoring his feelings, which is classic Theodore behavior. After some convincing, he said that he would tell you the following night.”

“The night of the slug club dinner.” 

Pansy nodded. “Theo left the common room with a bouquet of wisterias. The boys gave him so much shit for it, but he walked out with a smile.” 

A bouquet of wisterias. Like the one you’d seen in the bin outside of Ravenclaw Tower. You had plucked a flower from it and pressed it into one of your journals. 

“I didn’t see him that night.” 

“I think he might’ve gotten scared and abandoned the plan altogether,” Pansy confirmed. “I figured this week was just Theo’s way of coping. He has a bad habit of running away from things when they get too real.” 

“We have that in common.” 

“Trust me, we noticed.” 

Luna nudged Pansy with her elbow. You covered your face with your hands and sighed in frustration. “What do I do now, Pans? How do I fix this?”

“I promised not to meddle,” Pansy started. You nodded, knowing that there were boundaries that you couldn’t ask her to cross. “But if I happen to accidentally leave the passcode to the Slytherin dorms as well as the proper spells to get past Theo’s door laying around, then I can’t be blamed if someone comes across it. After all, it’s not like I’d purposely do anything to reconcile two blubbering idiots who are so obviously miserable without each other."

She scribbled furiously on a piece of parchment and slid the page over to you. Her gaze softened. “Look, Y/N. I’ve been friends with Theo for a long, long time. He has a hard time letting people in and you did it so easily that I think it terrified him. As hard as it may be, you’re going to have to tell him how you feel. You can’t dance around it anymore. He deserves more than that. You deserve more than that.”

You nodded, taking her words to heart. “Thank you, Pansy. To truly show my appreciation, I won’t make you hug me.” 

Her mouth quirked. “I knew I liked you for a reason.”

Luna beamed. She pulled you in for a hug and squeezed extra tight. “Good luck, Y/N. Remember what I said. Lead with your heart, not with your head.”

Lead with your heart, not with your head.

Your best friend’s words echoed over and over in your head as you paced across Theo’s dorm. Thanks to Pansy’s thorough instructions, you managed to sneak through the dungeons and into his room without any problems. Sneaking in had been a piece of cake, but forcing yourself to stay was another story. 

Logically, you knew that only fifteen minutes had passed since your crime of breaking and entering, but it felt like an eternity. Your palms were sweaty, your head was spinning, and your stomach was twisted into knots. You were bloody nervous. 

What if Theo didn’t want to see you? What if he turned you away? Oh gods, what if he came in here with another girl—

You shook your head so violently that you were surprised that you hadn’t given yourself whiplash. For Godric’s fucking sake. You truly needed to get it together.

The door swung open and Theo threw his quidditch bag on the floor whilst kicking off his shoes. He nearly tossed his Nimbus right at your head, but you dodged it with a yelp at the last possible second. 

Theo whirled around, his eyes widening in surprise. “Merlin's fucking beard, you scared the bloody hell out of me!” He propped his broom up against the wall and crossed his arms. “What are you doing here, Y/N?” 

In the dim dungeon lighting, you could see the heavy bags underneath those watercolor eyes. Theo looked like he hadn’t slept in days and a part of you felt guilty for contributing to his distress. Despite practicing outside for hours, he looked paler than usual like the color had seeped out of his skin. You didn't imagine that you looked any better.

Seeing Theo again was harder than you thought it would be. It was like receiving the kiss of life and having the breath knocked out of your lungs all at once. Every fiber in your being, every nerve ending, every cell and neuron came alive at the sight of him. Theo was the sun and you were just a wandering star resisting his gravitational pull.

You fidgeted with your fingers. “Pansy let me in.” 

“Clearly my protection charms are ineffective against meddling witches,” Theo declared loudly, probably half expecting Pansy to be eavesdropping on the conversation. 

“Don’t be mad at Pansy. She was just trying to help me because she knew how badly I needed to talk to you.”

He sighed and closed the door behind him. Theo stayed put by the doorway as though he was afraid to take another step closer. You couldn’t blame him. “I heard you loud and clear during our last conversation.”

“That’s the thing. I’ve gone over that conversation over and over again in my head and I can’t even figure out what we were really even fighting about. I said some truly awful things and I’m—“ you paused, taking a deep breath. “I’m sorry for that, Theo.” 

You wrung your hands together and averted his gaze. “If you couldn’t tell by now, I’m sort of shit at this whole vulnerability thing.”

“No fucking shit.”

A part of you knew you deserved that, but it didn’t hurt any less. You took a shaky breath, intent on focusing solely on the rug beneath your feet to keep yourself from crying. 

Theo came closer, his lanky frame coming into view. The smell of sweat and sea salt and cigarette smoke was so overwhelming that it made you feel a bit homesick. “Sorry, force of habit." He sat down next to you, nudging you with his shoulder. You swallowed thickly, wondering how in the hell that tiny bit of contact instantly soothed your nerves. "To be fair, I wasn’t entirely innocent in that exchange either. I said some horrible things too and it's eaten away at me all week. I'm sorry, Y/N. I was a complete arsehole to you."

“Yeah, I guess we’re both pretty big arseholes.”

His throaty chuckle sounded like music to your ears. “Is that it? You broke into my dorm just to call me an arsehole?”

You shook your head and forced yourself to look up at him. The fact that he was this close yet you weren't able to touch him made you physically ill. “No. During our fight, you said that I had no idea how you felt and you’re right. I don’t. I think I was just so hurt when you said that you weren’t my friend that I flew off the handle and didn’t even give any consideration to how you felt.” 

Theo clenched his jaw. “I don’t blame you. I was being an absolute prick when I said that.” His voice grew softer as he came closer. “What I really meant was that I didn’t want to be just friends. I was going to tell you.”

The pieces started coming together. He had been outside Ravenclaw Tower when Harry had dropped you off. “The night of the slug club dinner. Pansy said you were coming to talk to me and that you left the common room with flowers in your hand.”

He frowned. “I’m going to need to have a serious talk with Pansy about the importance of confidentiality. But yes, I had a whole speech prepared for you. I was going to pour my little heart out to you that night.”

“So why didn’t you?”

Theo clenched his fists and avoided your gaze. “I saw you kissing Potter.”

“You were jealous.”

It was more of a statement than a question. The entire thing clicked into place for you then. The discarded bouquet. The strange behavior afterwards. Theo had seen you kiss Harry on the cheek and mistook it for something else entirely. 

“I wanted to rip him to shreds.” Theo shifted beside you and sighed deeply. "I was so angry. At him, at you, but most of all, at myself. I saw you two together and I realized that Harry is the type of man you deserve. A good man. One who isn't haunted by dark magic and bad blood."

"What are you talking about, Theo?"

"I've been so selfish these past few months. I let myself think that I could...that I could be someone who deserves to be by your side. Someone who makes you smile and snort and roll your eyes at all my stupid jokes. Instead, all I've brought you is grief. You almost turned down the Slughorn dinner because of me. You came close to fighting Romilda because you were defending me and my friends. People whisper and stare when we walk down the halls together. I never cared when it was directed towards me, but I can't do that to you. I won't drag you down."

Tears filled your eyes. "I don't regret any of the things that have happened these past few months. People will always talk, Theo. That's their own problem. But the fact that you think you're dragging me down breaks my heart." Theo took a shaky breath when you took his face in your hands. "Do you not see how good you are? You're caring and kind and resilient. You're annoyingly charming and you infuriate me like no other, but I wouldn't have it any other way. Anyone would be lucky to have you in their lives. You're the best person I know, Theodore Nott, and I'll not have you argue otherwise."

He closed his eyes and leaned into your touch. "I wouldn't dream of it, amorina. You always win every argument we have anyways."

You chuckled, releasing a breath that you hadn't realized you've been holding since the moment Theo walked away from you in that potions classroom. He gently grasped your wrist, rubbing soothing circles against your skin. "What about Potter?"

"What about him?"

"That kiss," Theo whispered. "You don't know how much it killed me to see someone else kiss you."

"You know he's with Ginny right?" you said, watching as relief visibly washed over him. "Even if he wasn't, Harry is not my type."

"Oh yeah? What's your type then, diavolina?"

The nickname that you used to hate so much suddenly felt like a comforting hug. It was your thing. An inside joke that was only between the two of you.

"Snarky little Slytherins who vex me to death by thinking that I have a crush on Potter when I'm so obviously only into him," Theo chuckled softly. “If you had stayed, you would have seen that it was just an innocent kiss on the cheek. I was thanking Harry for walking me back to my dorm and for saving me from myself during the dinner.”

The expression of concern on his face softened everything in you. “It didn’t go well with Slughorn?”

“No, it went brilliantly. I listened to him commend our stellar performance in his class and I couldn’t fucking stomach any of it. Not when the one person that deserved it wasn’t even there,” your voice cracked as you recalled the anger you felt that night. “All because of something that isn’t your fault. I lost it. I gave Slughorn a piece of my mind and stormed out. I would’ve done a lot worse if Harry hadn’t stopped me, but it made me sick…all of it made me sick. And I wished more than anything that you were beside me making inappropriate jokes that would’ve had me rolling my eyes in annoyance.”

Theo tilted your chin up, giving you a full view of the spreading grin on his face. “You missed me.” 

You nodded, feeling your breath catch in your throat. “I did,” you confirmed. “I do.” 

To your surprise, Theo wrapped you in his arms. As he hugged you, every ounce of dread and anxiety dissolved while he held you so tightly that you could hardly breathe. 

“I’ve missed you too,” he whispered into your hair. “I have missed you every moment we were apart.” 

Whatever armor you may have had around your heart came crashing down at that moment. Theo had taken a sledgehammer to your defenses and obliterated them entirely. 

“I’m sorry, Theo,” you cried, clutching at his chest. “I’m sorry for all the horrible things I said. I didn’t mean it—I was just scared.” 

Theo rubbed your back and whispered in a soothing voice. “I know, love. I was scared too. I still am,” he admitted shakily. You blinked as he swiped your tears away with his thumb. “When we started this, I thought it would be easy. Sleeping with someone who hated me meant that there was no chance of me getting hurt. It was supposed to be simple, but you made it anything but."

The tenderness in his gaze pierced through your very soul. "You clawed your way into my heart with your surly attitude and violent threats, but you also showed me this vulnerable side of you that feeds baby thestrals and defends my friends and drinks disgusting pumpkin flavored beverages. Then you started becoming more than just someone I wanted to sleep with. You became my friend.” 

You sobbed, burying your face in his chest. “I’ll always be your friend, Theo. Always.”

“I know, Y/N. Aside from Pansy and the guys, you’re probably my best friend. Though if Mattheo asks, I'll deny it. You know how possessive he gets."

You chuckled through your tears. "You're my best friend, too. You're the only person I want to talk about my day with, no matter how eventful or boring. I care about your quidditch rants and your gelato obsession and your weird habit of cutting the crust off of every sandwich you eat."

"Hey, it's perfectly normal to have an aversion to crust, okay." You snorted, which made him grin from ear to ear. "Gods, I have missed that laugh. I have missed everything about you, my sullen, irritable, and borderline violent little Ravenclaw." You smiled as he caressed your cheek. "No one has ever stood up for me like you have. I’ve just gotten so used to being blamed for my father’s sins that I stopped fighting it. It’s easier to let them think that I’m the bad guy.”

You looked up and held his gaze, conveying everything that you wanted to say that you couldn't put into words. “But you’re not, Theo. You’ve never been the bad guy.”

He smiled softly. “I know and you know. That’s enough for me.”

“When did you get to be so mature, Theodore Nott?”

“Since the girl that I’m hopelessly and pathetically in love with told me to grow the fuck up.” Theo’s eyes shone with emotion as he looked at you.  “I tried not to fall for you. Gods, I tried so fucking hard, but I failed.” He dropped his forehead down to yours. “I have failed utterly and miserably, because I am in love with you and I’m tired of hiding it. You have my heart, Y/N. Break it. Crush it. Decimate it. Do what you must, but please know that it's yours. It will always be yours."

A pained laugh escaped from your lips. “I love you too, Theo. I have no defense left. No armor of logic or reason that you haven’t completely destroyed. Hai conquistato il mio cuore.”

You have conquered my heart. 

Theo placed your hand on his chest. “Do you feel that? I think my heart just stopped beating. The things you do to me, Y/N.” 

You smiled and pulled him in by the front of his jersey. “I think I know a way to make it start beating again.”

“Yeah?” Theo asked with a smirk. 

“Yeah.” 

He smiled as you impatiently tugged him down, wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him. Theo sighed against your mouth before picking you up bridal style, which made you yelp in surprise. You giggled as he gently placed you on the bed, his lips never once leaving yours. 

“Gods, I love you,” he murmured. “Not just your body, but your smile. Your laugh. Your cute little snort. The way your nose scrunches up when I annoy you. I love it. I love all of it. I missed you so fucking much. Staying away from you was hell.” 

“I missed you, too. All your snarky little comebacks and borderline vulgar one-liners and your eyes. Gods, you have no right having such pretty eyes.” 

Theo smirked. “Oh my god, Y/N. You totally have a crush on me.” He dug his fingers into your sides as you laughed and wriggled underneath him. Theo continued his assault, bypassing the top layer of your robe for better access. His gaze softened as he hovered over you. “Are you wearing my jumper?” 

You tugged at the hem and smiled sheepishly. “I may or may not have slept in it all week. You’re not getting it back, so don’t even ask.” 

“It’s alright. At least now you’re finally representing the best uni.” 

His words gave you pause. “Wait,” you said, looking down at the faded jumper. “Theodore, are you telling me that all this time I’ve been wearing a Cambridge jumper? The Cambridge jumper that you begged your mum to buy for you during your first visit?” 

“The very same one.” 

“But you love this thing. You said you wore it until it was down to its last thread.” 

“Yeah, but I love you more,” he beamed as he kissed your cheek. “I knew I was a goner the night I gave it to you. I spent the entire summer thinking about you. I thought I was going insane. It was worse than nicotine withdrawals. Then I had you again and I thought that would take care of the craving, but I got greedy. I just wanted more and more of you.” 

“Oh my god, Theo. You totally have a crush on me.” 

“I fancy the pants out of you, Y/N.”

“Good, cause you’re about to get me out of them in a minute.” 

“You,” Theo said, punctuating the word with a kiss. “Are,” Another kiss. “Perfect.” You giggled as he smacked his lips against yours. “Sono pazzo di te, amore mio.” 

You smiled. “I’m crazy about you too, Teddy.” 

“Teddy?” 

“D’ya like it?” 

Theo kissed you again, this time savoring every second as he pressed his body against yours. “I love it and I love you.” 

“I love you too, Teddy.”

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Cool About It

Jenna Ortega X Fem!Reader

Summary: Jenna and Y/N are life-long best friends, but can Y/N still stand and hide her feelings after Jenna pulled a prank on her?

Warning/s: curse words, notify me if there are any.

A/N: Hi, hope this can be a good substitute for Chap 4 of Not Strong Enough. Enjoy! (clearing things out, this is not the Chapter 4 for Not Strong Enough, this is just a substitute story for you all, so that you have something to read while waiting for the Chapter 4 for Not Strong Enough.)

Masterlist

Nothing To Lose (Part 2) | Bad for Business (Part 3)

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"Come on it'll be fun, we can walk around the park and then ride the boat." Jenna explained while lying down in Y/N's bed and scrolling through her phone.

Y/N looked at her with a questioning look and said "Isn't that a bad idea? Because people might hover over us and people will just follow us and that is something that my anxiety can't handle."

"Noooo, pleaseee. This is a good idea, it's a Thursday afternoon, nobody or only least people will be at the park." Jenna answered, pouting.

"Jenna, stop." Y/N said with a smile on her face "You know it's hard for me when you do that."

Ans Jenna just smiled because she knows that Y/N is so close to going "Pleeaasseeee, pretty pleaseeee. I'll buy you an ice cream." Jenna proposed.

"Hmm, you think an ice cream can make me agree with your plan, huh?" Y/N answered.

"Yes, I know that you will agree to me sooner. Just imagine us binding after such a long time of not seeing each other. Also, may I remind you that I'll be leaving the country in December to film for Wednesday so this is a great time to spend with me before we get situated again in face time." Jenna is now showing Y/N a sad face.

Jenna's statement made Y/N wonder, that yes, it is true that Jenna's break will be over soon, meaning that she will be receiving a call or a message from Jenna during ungodly times which, she diligently answers, whether it may be a call or a message.

Y/N sighs and Jenna knows that y/N will now agree with her plan. But before Y/N agrees, Jenna started to jump in Y/N's bed and smiles at Y/N.

"You know me so fucking well Jenna Marie Ortega." Y/N said while scratching her brow "Yes, sure we'll go to the park."

And then Jenna went ot hug Y/N and delivers ton of kisses on Y/N's face.

Y/N thought, "Fucking hell, how can I disagree with this girl. If she tells me to jump on a tall something, I would even do some back flips. She wants me to run around New York City? I would do it with my tits out. She want me to marry her and be the mother of her children? I will for sure do that without a doubt. The last part, is a false hope. I know Jenna isn't into me since the first time that I met her."

"Okay, collect your things and get dressed, we're going to Central Park." Y/N said and taps Jenna's crown and smiled at her like a cute puppy.

Even if Jenna and Y/N are together, they will literally wear the headphones that they bought for each other, just to drown out their environment. But even the noise cancelling headphone can't stop them to communicate with each other. After knowing each other so well for years, they don't need to communicate verbally.

While walking, Y/N then got lost again with her own thoughts. She feels that Jenna knows that she likes her more than a best friend should have for quite some time now. That is why in the past few months, Y/N has been getting a lot more "busier" when it comes to Jenna. She tries so hard to detach herself from the girl. If Jenna won't be kind enough to be cruel about it and just reject her, then Y/N will try to be cool about it even though it's probably not even true.

Arriving at Central Park, the two girls started to walk nonchalantly, going where their feet take them, not caring about the people that took notice of them.

They sometime give snacks to the pigeons or the ducks that they passed by, try to pet the dog that was sitting beside their owner. Taking a look at thier surroundings, both of them realised that a lot from the park changed, the becnhes that were once there, the trees thatvwere cut out and displaced by another plant, and the rusts on the bench that they always pass by.

Y/N was walking not until Jenna stopped by the row boat rentals and Y/N just moved her head from side to side "Nuh uh, Jenna. We won't and we can't." Y/N said.

"But why? We used to ride the boats and just row around, pretending to be a part of a rowing team." Jenna stated pulling at Y/N's sleeve.

"Jen, that was before." Y/N reasoned.

Jenna looked sad "Do you not want to be seen with me? Is that it?"

That was the last thing that Y/N wants Jenna to think of because it is not true.

"No, absolutely not. I just think that..." Y/N said not knowing any reason on why not to ride the boat.

"See you have no reasons to not ride it. So please let's ride the boat." Jenna said, and with that they got a boat, just the two of them and started to row.

Many people are also in their own boat, talking, playing, laughing and admired their surroundings. Also, Y/N and Jenna's boat didn't get unnoticed by the people in the park or inside the boat. People were waving at them and calling Jenna's name. Jenna waved back or replied to them but her focus was still focused on you, not until you hear Jenna coughed.

Many boats surrounds you as this is where one of the good spots for a picture. It means that many people also surrounds you and can literally hear each other.

"Mhmm, Y/N, I don’t know where to start..." Jenna said with a smirk ok her face and Y/N didn't know what's going on, Jenna then continued "We have known each other for a lot of years, we have been with each other through our ups and downs and we are still here." Jenna then secretly took the ring from her pointer finger and present it in front of you.

Now. Now Y/N is so baffled with what is Jenna doing, people started to look at them and paid attention to what is happening inside their boat. Even the people who are in land started to stop and watch the scene unfolding in front of them.

"I have loved you ever since I met you and I want to love you 'till the day I die. I just want to ask if, will you marry me?" Jenna got up from her seat and started to kneel with her right knee.

Y/N's thoughts are all over. Why is Jenna fucking doing this? Is this her way to fucking play with her feelings? Is this all a joke to Jenna? She wants Jenna to be cruel about it and just reject her but not this way, Y/N will try her best to be cool about it even if it's not, but this stunt? Y/N didn't know if she can still see Jenna and not say some hurtful things towards the girl.

Everyone around them started to cheer and fished their phone out to capture this moment, because hell, Jenna Ortega is proposing. Flashing of lights where delivered from each phone that is hanging out, hollers and congratulations can be heard in different directions, claps can be heard everywhere and that triggered Y/N.

It was so loud around her, and why the fuck is Jenna proposing to her.

"Jenna I need to get out." Y/N said.

"What do you mean?" Jenna started to see the panic in Y/N's eyes.

"Fuck Jenna I need to get out of here" Y/N stated and started to row the boat in a faster pace that forced Jenna to take a seat.

As the boat started to get near the dock, Y/N didn't gave Jenna a time to talk and bolted away. Away from the girl, away from the people, and away from the world.

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Many hours has passed but Jenna can't still contact Y/N. Jenna even waited in front of Y/N's front door for hours but there were no signs of her best friend.

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A/N: Hoped this is good enough. Thoughts and comments are open, thanks for reading!

Nothing To Lose (part 2)

[fob4ever]

i was at a bookstore yesterday that had a copy of the kerrang: living loud book that featured the FOB watergun fight article i've never seen transcribed anywhere so i made a transcript of it for archival purposes. enjoy! from kerrang, may 2005.

For a man staring down the barrel of a loaded gun while wearing just underpants, Fall Out Boy bassist Peter Wentz looks remarkably chipper. Especially when you consider the person about to unload in his face is guitarist and vocalist Patrick Stump, grinning madly despite the fact that fellow six-stringer Joe Trohman has a pistol to his temple. He in turn is firmly in the firing line of drummer Andy Hurley, cackling loudly with his finger hovering over the trigger.

Passers-by stop and stare, waiting for the inevitable, messy climax of this "Reservoir Dogs" scenario. The tension mounts, onlookers brace themselves, the band get ready to open fire. Suddenly it happens.

"Argh!" screams Wentz as several litres of icy water soak him. "That's fucking cold!"

No, Fall Out Boy aren't about to blow each other away, They're having a water fight for K!'s benefit in a car park at the Chicago stop on travelling punk circus Warped Tour, where they're knocking out their "softcore" wares ("We're basically a hardcore band that couldn't cut it as a hardcore band," laughs Wentz) on the main stage alongside big hitters like The Offspring, Avenged Sevenfold and My Chemical Romance. The Windy City is more than just another stop for them; Chicago is Fall Out Boy's hometown, the place where they formed out of the ashes of their old hardcore bands, and where they still live with their parents- who are here for today's show - during the few weeks of the year they're not on tour.

It all started for Fall Out Boy here in 2001 when the members wanted a break from playing in their various bands. Long time friends Wentz and Hurley got together with hardcore associate Joe Trohman to do something a bit less heavy. Following a conversation about avant-metallers Neurosis in a bookstore, Trohman introduced Stump to the rest of the band. When their other bands folded, they took on Fall Out Boy full time.

"We wanted to do things before we were ready," chuckles Peter Wentz fondly of the early days of DIY tours for the benefit of the one or two people who would show up. "We'd plan two-week tours, just to see the world. Nobody would book us, so we had to do it all on our own."

"A lot of bands have scenes to go into and surround themselves with those people," says Stump. "We had no scene, so we would just play anywhere, with whoever."

FOB have come a long way from their humble roots. Right now they're America's fastest rising band. Radio smash 'Sugar, We're Goin' Down' has placed them squarely in the mainstream, having spent three weeks as the Number One song on MTV's 'TRL', a prime-time show usually devoted to pop acts like Maroon 5 and Ashlee Simpson. So dizzying their Stateside assent has been, they had to cancel their recent European tour in order to play the MTV Music Video Awards, where they are also nominated for 'Sugar...'. Thankfully, FOB haven't let the screaming adoration turn them into big-headed twats.

"A piece of shit with legs on it could walk onto 'TRL' and people would still go crazy," laughs Wentz. "That stuff just goes straight by me. With the fast turnover in the music industry, how can anyone have an ego"

Andy Hurley chips in. "You can be today's main stage and tomorrow's trash."

That's to find out tomorrow, though. Today among the madness of trying to plan anything on the Warped Tour - stage times are decided daily by lottery - Fall Out Boy have to try and find time for hanging out with family and friends.

"Three weeks on Warped is like three months on a normal tour," says Peter Wentz.

"Home becomes like Atlantis on tour, you wonder if it actually exists after a while," adds Patrick Stump.

Now FOB are big stars, a lot of old 'friends' have been coming out of the woodwork. Joe Trohman and Peter Wentz have polarised views on those who didn't give a toss back in the day suddenly becoming your pal once you've made it.

"The way I look at it is if someone's a dick to you and you don't know them, so what?" says Trohman. "Just care about who did support you, keep those important people close, not the people who five years ago called you a loser."

"I work the opposite way!" Wentz counters, before adding darkly, "The people I think about most are enemies. My brain works on revenge!"

Though a tight knit group of close friends, Peter Wentz is clearly Fall Out Boy's spokesman. He does most of the talking during the interview and writes the lyrics, and seems like the most driven one of the lot. As well as doing Fall Out Boy, Wentz has also written a book with tattoo artist Joe Tesaure, 'The Boy With The Thorn In His Side'. It's a dark, twisted tale that could have come straight from the brain of Tim Burton.

"I've always been into Roahl Dahl and people like that, and I was friends with a tattoo artist at the time and we came up with this idea to do a book together," he explains. "It wasn't something I felt fitted in with what Fall Out Boy is, I hate when bands do something that's not 'them'. The book is what it is, and Fall Out Boy is what we are."

Despite all thise talk of nightmares and revenge, FOB are upbeat individuals, enjoying their newfound success, while refusing to allow success to go to their heads. They'll tell you they don't like the shallowness of groupies or industry parties, and that the trappings of rock stardom hold no appeal.

"I don't feel like I deserve it," says Wentz in closing. "It's not like, 'this amount of time and this amount of shows = this kind of bus'. I appreciate what we've got. We've toured in a tiny van and it was cool, but now we're having new adventures living like this. I don't feel we deserve it more than any other bands do."

He surveys the sumptuosly appointed tour bus for a moment before chuckling heartily.

"Actually, that's a lie, we totally deserve it more than anyone else! Ha ha!"

[toji-girl]

Happy Sat \o/ How do you think Toji and Shiu would react to someone hitting on their very pregnant s/o?

my polyship and reader being pregnant? sder oh, please I am so in love with both of them 😭😭 it's Sunday but I hope you had a wonderful Saturday!

tags: pregnant! fem reader + protective husbands! toji + shiu + polyship + suggestive at the end

Toji and Shiu were on you like bloodhounds as soon as you found out you were pregnant, and you thought before was bad but now they won't leave you alone for a moment in case you need them.

They took turns or shifts is what you'd call them when one was at work the other was with you, and on the rare day both men were home you took advantage of that and went out to town for the day.

"I think maybe we should bake a cake, mhm, a strawberry pound one with a sweet icing, oh that sounds so good." You moaned as the three of you strolled under the warm sun that bathed you in a golden glow.

Toji and Shiu shared a knowing look.

Your cravings shifted from salty to nothing but sweets and all you wanted was fresh fruit or some sort of dessert and if they were able to add them together then they knew you'd lavish them in kisses.

That's how you ended up in the store twenty minutes later standing in the aisle looking at the boxes of different cake flavors, your eyes scanned each one as you looked over at Shiu who stood next to you.

You scooted closer and leaned in to kiss his cheek. "I love you how you're so protective but you can go with Toji. I'll be okay." You told him as he glanced at you debating on it, he didn't feel comfortable with it.

But Toji was close by looking at cribs and other things for the nursery that needed a few more touches before it would be finished. "I don't know if that's a good idea, sweetheart," Shiu replied looking at you.

He couldn't help but return the kiss, however, this time it was on your lips. "You two are my shadows, it would be nice to have a moment alone. I can't even take a shower alone, which I don't mind because I have two sexy husbands washing me but please for now, leave."

Shiu opened his mouth ready to argue before kissing you again respecting your wishes and letting you pick out whatever you wanted for dessert while he made his way over to Toji who asked why he left.

Both men took their protectiveness over the top a little, especially Toji who had issues controlling his mouth or hands whenever he saw a man close to you. "I didn't know they sold sweet snacks like you."

You looked next to you to see a man standing there in a business suit, a box of cookie mix in his hands, his eyes shifted down to your swollen belly and ring but that didn't matter to him none.

The stranger took a step closer only to be stopped by Toji, who grabbed the back of his neck like a dog in trouble, causing Shiu to step forward and stop it before it got out of hand. "My wife isn't somethin' to be sold, so why don't you apologize to her?" Toji's voice was low as he let his fingers curl into the man's shirt turning him.

He looked at you with wide eyes full of fear and shock. The man knew he couldn't do anything but apologize and scurry off when Toji let go of him to step closer to you wrapping his arm around your waist.

You couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at your husband's display but you also took pride in knowing he was your protector and wouldn't let anything bad happen but you also knew he needed to chill. "We're both going to get an ear full later," Shiu told you kissing your cheek when the three of you walked out to the car.

"Maybe a mouthful too." You teased and kissed both men with a giggle.

[engie-ivy]

(I really thought this was gonna be a lot shorter than it is! I still couldn't resist the epilogue😅 Written for @wolfstarmicrofic 30th: Traitor, to add some Fluff to an angsty prompt!)

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Part Two: Label-Stuff

Remus and Sirius are in a strong, committed relationship.

They just don't know it yet.

Couple-Stuff

"Remus, it's just you and me now, there's no one else left." Mary clutches Remus' shoulders as she looks him in the eyes. "We're the last ones standing, the only ones who haven't succumbed. The others all have fallen. It's just you and me."

Lily rolls her eyes. "Dramatic much, Mary?"

Mary shakes her head disappointedly. "Alice was a lost cause ever since she laid eyes on Frank back in third grade. Then Marlene met Dorcas at the coffeeshop and we lost her pretty soon after that. Of course no one can forget the day Gideon took Emmeline away. And now the unthinkable has happened, and our very own Lily gave in to James Potter, of all people." Mary pats Remus' shoulder. "We're the last ones who are still living our best single lives, free and independent."

"Goodness, Mary," Alice sighs. "You talk like being in a relationship means your life is over. It's just the beginning of a whole new and exciting phase!"

Lily nods in agreement. "I must say, it's a lot better than I thought it would be. There are actually so many new experiences to enjoy in life as a couple!"

"Yeah," Marlene says. "Even that stupid lameass couple-stuff isn't so bad when you have someone whom you enjoy being in a stupid lameass couple with. Like going to the bloody Farmer's Market on Saturday morning and sharing one of those giant, ridiculous caramel syrup waffles."

Mary looks unimpressed. "I spend Saturday morning in my bed after partying on Friday night, because, oh yeah, I still have a life."

"I actually like the Farmer's Market," Remus disagrees. "I usually go with Sirius. He pretends he thinks it's all so lame, but who always wants to share the syrup waffle?" He chuckles fondly.

"It's not just outings either," Lily says. "Just the normal everyday stuff too, like cooking, having dinner, doing the dishes, you never have to do it alone anymore."

"Sitting on my couch in my pj's watching trash tv with a bowl of food in my lap is like the best moment of my day," Mary says. "Never eating alone anymore sounds like a literal nightmare," she shudders.

Remus shrugs. "With Sirius and I being roommates, I haven't really been doing those things alone for years."

Emmeline glances at him. "Well, yeah, I guess you can do those kinds of things with a roommate too, but as a couple, you can add sappy romance to that everyday life! Candlelit dinners, movie dates, walks on the beach, watching the sunset…"

"Why does that have to be exclusively for couples?" Remus protests. "I mean, Sirius and I both love dinner and a movie, or taking the dog to the beach and watching the sunset. We can just do those things together."

Mary gives Remus a strange look, but then focuses back on Emmeline. "I can do all those things with three different guys each week if I want to."

Emmeline shakes her head. "It's not the same as being with the one whom you know is your person."

Alice thinks for moment, trying to find the right words. "Think about it like this," she says slowly. "When you're all dolled up, in full makeup, wearing your best outfit, ready for a night of fun, yes, you can have a good time with anyone. But the best thing about being a couple is that when you feel like absolute crap and look like an absolute mess and just want to stay in bed all day, your person will also be there, taking care of you, bringing you comfort food, making you feel better."

"Sirius has a sixth sense for when I'm having a bad day," Remus says with a soft smile. "Whenever I feel down, Sirius will bring home my favourite chocolate cinnamon buns, which they only sell at a bakery on the other side of town. And he's probably the only one who can make my tea exactly as I like it. He will make sure there's always a mug with hot tea on my nightstand when I'm sick."

Alice tilts her head and studies Remus thoughtfully.

Mary arches an eyebrow looking at Remus. "I was gonna say isn't that what you've got a mum for, but apparently, you can also have a roommate for that." She shakes her head. "Anyways, I still don't think having someone to bring me tea when I'm cranky is a good enough reason to have to constantly take someone else into account, deal with jealousy and spend time with in-laws you don't like."

"But even that is suddenly not so bad anymore!" Lily argues. "I always thought that I would hate having to spend my Sundays having dinner with my in-laws, but James is taking me to his parents' house this Sunday for the first time, and I must say, I'm actually excited!"

"Oh, you should be!" Remus says enthusiastically. "Sunday dinners at the Potters' are amazing! I'll tell you, Monty's Sunday roast is to die for!"

The girls all stare at him.

Remus scratches his head awkwardly. "Sirius started taking me with him years ago." He smiles sheepishly. "He says I'm Effie and Monty's favourite by now."

Lily keeps staring at Remus as she continues. "And I'm also going to spend Christmas Day with James' family…"

"Oh," Remus immediately chimes in. "Great! Effie pulls out all stops. Sirius and I always help with-"

"Bloody hell, Remus!" Mary breaks in. "You bloody traitor!"

Remus closes his mouth and blinks at Mary in confusion.

"Here I was, thinking that you were my last ally among the couples, but it turns out that you've been in a bloody relationship with Sirius Black this whole time!"

"I'm in a… With… What?" Remus sputters. "No! Sirius and I are friends, just friends!"

"Remus," Lily says calmly, crossing her arms over her chest. "The only way your relationship with Sirius differs from a couple's, is that you're not having sex with him."

Remus' cheeks turn red and he averts his eyes.

Lily's eyes widen. "Remus John Lupin!" She gasps. "You didn't!"

Remus' face turns bright red as he stares at his hands. "It… happened. Once or twice."

Lily shakes her head. "I can't bloody believe you!"

Remus lifts his head and looks at her defiantly. "Well, can you blame me?" He says defensively. "You know what he looks like! Besides, what's the harm?" He shrugs. "We're both single, but we still both have… urges, so to speak, and we find each other physically attractive, so why not?"

"And do either of you ever sleep with anyone else?" Marlene asks seemingly casually, studying her nails.

"I'm not," Remus says. "I mean, Sirius is just objectively incredibly attractive, no one can deny that, and we have great… uhm, chemistry in the bedroom, so it really wouldn't make sense for me to go out of my way to pick up some random guy. I don't really know about Sirius, but I don't think…" Remus trails off, pausing on the idea of Sirius with someone else and feeling inexplicably nauseous, and suddenly he wants nothing more than to change the subject. "Look, this is all very personal, and none of your business!"

"And do either of you ever date anyone else?" Marlene asks undeterred.

"We're not dating!"

"Fine." Marlene rolls her eyes. "Does either of you ever date anyone?"

Remus shakes his head. "Why would we? Sirius is my best friend for a reason, I can't imagine having a better time with anyone else, and I have zero desire to spend an evening making awkward small talk with a stranger. Besides, we both aren't looking for anything. Sirius does not want to give up on his freedom, and I don't want to deal with all the expectations and accompanying anxiety that come with a relationship."

"Oh, for god's sake, I can't bloody believe it!" Lily pressed the palm of her hand to her forehead. "You and Sirius are both so bloody afraid of commitment, but you completely failed to notice you've been in a bloody committed relationship to each other for years!"

"Sirius' and mine relationship is platonic!" Remus insists. "And, well, sometimes also physical, I guess. Platonic and physical, not romantic. I mean, not that I don't love him. Of course I love him, but more in a way that we complete each other. Sirius just feels like home, he's the only one who…" Remus trails off and runs a hand through his hair. "Wait, what was I saying again?"

Mary gives him a flat look. "I believe you were explaining how you love Sirius and are physically attracted to him, he's your other half and you're safe haven, but oh, all in a purely platonic way of course."

Remus groans and hides his face in his hands. "I'm screwed, aren't I?"

"Jamie?" Lily asks hesitantly.

James hums while he's laying with his head on Lily's lap, as she runs her fingers through his hair (like she has absolutely not been itching to do since fifth grade, no, absolutely not).

"Would you…" Lily is very careful to breach the topic. James isn't exactly good at dealing with change, and she doesn't want to upset him. Remus and Sirius are his best friends, and he might not be happy with the dynamic of their group potentially changing. Besides, those boys are both like brothers to him, so what if it makes him uncomfortable if the relationship between the two of them turns out to be not-so-brotherly?

Lily braces herself. "How would you feel about Remus and Sirius potentially one day being… more than friends?"

James stills, and a moment passes with him just laying motionless with his head under her hand, as Lily holds her breath.

Then James sits up and turns to her, his eyes wide and blinking at her. "Haven't they been a couple for the past three years?"

Read Part Two here!

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can you please do a tim bradford x fem reader where they are dating but he also her TO, so while they are on duty he is kinda harsh on her (like he is to lucy on the show) but off duty he is like so sweet to her. thank you <33

Sweet 'n Sour

Tim Bradford x fem!reader

Warnings/Tags: language, fluff

Word count: 1.098

Authors note: Hey love, thanks for the request! Actually thought about this kind of situation before, so let's see if I can make it come true (and match your expectations)! I'm a little nervous, but I hope you'll like it (at least a little bit)!

"God damn it, boot!" Tim shouted, slamming his car door shut angrily, making you flinch, before rounding the car and coming to a halt before you. "How many times do I have to tell you not to throw yourself in harms way at first sight!"

You were just back from a call were two kids were playing with a gun, when a shot fired, barely missing you, as you tried to stop them.

Tim had almost lost his mind, not talking to you on your way to your current call, until you had enough, provoking him until he had enough.

Rolling your eyes you briefly nodded, looking away from him.

Big mistake.

"Hey!" he warned, taking a step closer. "Don't roll your eyes at me, do we understand?"

Looking back up your eyes met his stern ones - nothing in those eyes hinted at the love he held for you in private, when the shift was over and you were lying in his arms at night.

Sighing you nodded, signaling him that you indeed understood.

"Good." he murmured, before turning around and walking towards the front door of the house infront of you.

Biting your lip you followed him.

You couldn't wait for your time as a rookie - as his rookie - finally being over. When he wasn't your TO anymore, you could finally stop the hiding.

At least after letting some time pass as to not look too suspicious.

Tim knocked at the door, as you joined his side, waiting for the owner to open it.

"Hello." a young man greeted you, when the door opened, his eyes nervously shifting from Tim to you and back.

Raising a brow you looked at Tim, who slightly shook his head. "Mr. Turner?" he wanted to know, looking at the man before you. He nodded, his hands nervously fidgeting at his sides.

"We're looking for a woman, her names Melissa McCarthey, and regarding our information she was last seen here, at your house."

The man chuckled nervously, again looking between you. "I don't know a Melis-" he wanted to respond, when he was interrupted by a scream, as a woman attacked him from behind, jumping on his back and hitting him on the head.

You jumped back in shock, as the collision caused them to stumble through the door and towards you.

Tim and you shared a look, both confused and shocked, before you went after them, pulling the woman from Mr. Turners back.

Tim handcuffed him, whilst you inspected the woman. Her clothes were dirty, her wrists showing signs of being bound together with ropes.

"Tim, it's her - it's Melissa McCarthey!" you told him, eyes wide in surprise as you recognized her.

"You're under arrest, Mr. Turner." Tim told him, shaking his head at the man, when he still insisted on not knowing her.

Whilst he took him under arrest, you called for an ambulance, checking the woman for any signs of injuries.

On your way back to the LAPD you looked out of the window, watching people enjoy their time off, walking dogs or riding a bike.

Sighing you were glad that your shift would be over soon, already looking forward to a warm bath and some tea.

"You okay?" Tim wanted to know, sparing you a glance, before looking back at the street. "Yeah, just tired." you responded, rubbing at your eyes.

"We didn't accomplish our goal for today, there is nothing to be tired of, boot." he responded coldly.

Barely holding back from rolling your eyes yet again you kept quiet, only nodding slightly.

When you entered the garage, you exited the car, slamming the door behind you in frustration.

He was right, you didn't accomplish your goal for today, something Grey surely had an opinion about.

"Tomorrow I want you to do 30 push-ups, before we go out there." Tim ordered, causing you to look at him in bewilderment, eyes wide.

"Wha-" you wanted to argue, but he cut you off. "40! For every time you complain ill make it ten more." he harshly gave back, eyes trained on you.

Nodding you accepted your fate, as you looked down, not wanting it to get even more push-ups.

It wasn't easy sneaking around, not being able to drive together or driving with your car to his house, so you took the bus, entering the house when Tim was already cooking, a delicious smell filling the room.

"Hey." he greeted you, smiling.

Every time you and him were together in private, it was such a stark contrast to his behavior as your TO, that you almost had to do a double check, just to be sure this was real.

"Hey." you gave back, smiling as well, as you put down your keys beside his on the dresser beside the door.

He met you halfway, his hands finding your hips as he kissed you. "I'm making dinner, pasta alfredo." he told you, his eyes finding yours.

"Perfect." you told him, smiling up at him, as he kissed you again, before he abruptly let go of you. "The pasta!" he shouted, as he ran to the stove, frantically stirring the pasta to not burn it.

Laughing you took off your jacket, hanging it up, before joining him in the kitchen. The food looked delicious, what you told him.

"Thanks, babe." he returned, placing a quick kiss on your temple, before he grabbed two plates, putting them down on the dining table.

You helped him by getting the cutlery, neatly putting it down beside the plates.

He finished the pasta, serving it before sitting down opposite you.

As you ate you didn't talk that much, besides a little smalltalk.

The food was delicious.

"What do you say if we take a bath afterwards? I bet your neck must hurt after today." Tim asked after finishing his pasta, taking a sip of his beer.

Nodding you smiled gratefully at him. "That would be nice."

He smiled back, standing up and rounding the table. "I'll run the bath while you eat up." He told you, kissing your forehead, before he went to the bathroom.

He really was the sweetest.

When you were sat in the tub together, he started to massage your neck, making you groan, satisfied.

He chuckled, planting a kiss on your shoulder.

"Thank you, baby." you mumbled, sighing. "Everything for you, love." he gave back.

"I love you, Tim. Even when you treat me like an ass at work." you told him, a smile stretching your lips. "I love you too," he returned, kissing your cheek.

"Boot."

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LEARNING FROM THE STRONGEST✩༶‧˚

GENRE + T/W: sfw, fluff. suggestive jokes. WORD COUNT: 3.1k words. TAGS: satoru gojo x fem!oc. high school couple. adopted kiddo!megumi.

SYNOPSIS: megumi starts to learn the ten shadows technique from the best senseis, oc gojo girlfriend and satoru gojo. AUTHOR'S NOTE: just a random idea popped into my head and i ran with it. i also love the cockblock megumi troupe. REMINDER: if you want to imagine yourself in oc gojo girlfriend's character descriptions instead, please do!

you and satoru spent the last week getting ready to start your final year at jujutsu high. the newest adjustment in the both of your lives was to somehow include megumi and tsumiki in it too. you were pretty sure that satoru wasn't thinking about the fact that megumi and tsumiki still had to attend school, do homework, bathe, and eat when he asked you to help take care of them with him.

until you and satoru graduated, yaga-sensei allowed megumi and tsumiki to live in the school dorms where they shared a room near yours. you wanted them close by just in case they ever need anything... and it seemed that tsumiki and megumi felt closer to you than to satoru anyways. maybe this was the ‘motherly touch’ satoru was talking about. (read ‘learn to love’ here)

you dried and brushed tsumiki's hair, getting the kids ready for bed. satoru stepped into the room, the two children looked over at their guardian who was late to the nightly routine, as always.

"hi gojo-sensei!" tsumiki chirped with a bright smile on her face. she took a liking to satoru pretty early on. they were partners in crime from the very first moment they met.

satoru smiled at the 6 year old girl, "hey tsumiki. did you and megumi just finish take a bath?"

she nodded in reply, "yeah! we did!"

you looked up at satoru, noticing that he was watching megumi who was quietly reading his book in the corner of the room.

"satoru, why don't you teach megumi how to summon his demon dogs tomorrow? don't you think it's time?" you asked the white haired sorcerer with a mischievous smile. you secretly hoped that megumi and satoru would get some bonding time, just the two of them.

megumi looked up from his book and gazed over at you. you always knew how to get his attention. you winked at the younger sorcerer before he quickly looked back at his book.

satoru walked over to the 5 year old and crouched down to his level, "megumi, before i teach you how to summon your shikigami, i want to make sure you know how to fight. i'll teach you close combat fighting and then we can talk about your demon dogs. how does that sound?”

"can (y/n) teach me how to fight instead?" megumi asked as he glared at satoru. satoru laughed out loud, amused that megumi was asking for you to teach him how to fight instead of the person who was ranked #1 in close combat (aka him). he felt a little offended, but he understood that megumi was more comfortable with you than he was with him.

you piped in, "i can teach you what i know, but you have to promise to wake up bright and early tomorrow."

megumi looked back at you and smiled, "i promise!"

"hey..." satoru mumbled, "you never smile at me."

megumi's smile faded quickly as he glared at satoru again, making everyone in the room laugh.

the next morning

you knocked on the door to tsumiki and megumi's room before entering. tsumiki was still sleeping, nothing could wake that girl up, not even an earthquake. megumi was ready to go for the day as he was already dressed and tying his shoe laces.

"good morning, megumi." you whispered to the child as you stooped down to help him tie his shoes. you patted his head and ruffled his hair. "we're going to learn the basics today, okay? contrary to what your gojo-sensei thinks, i think you're still a little too young to be fighting."

"—but i want to be strong." megumi said confidently. "gojo-sensei said that i have to be strong enough to keep up with him."

you giggled, "megumi you're literally 5. you have all the time in the world to catch up with your gojo-sensei. i promise that satoru and i will help you get stronger, but you have to promise that you'll work hard in return. we're counting on you."

"i'll work hard. i promise." megumi stuck out his pinky as you locked yours with his.

at the sparring field

while you and megumi stood in the middle of the sparring field, satoru, suguru, shoko, nanami, and yu were sitting down at the pavilions spectating. the sun was shining brightly as you felt a cool breeze in the air. the weather was perfect.

"okay megumi!" you called out to him, "take your stance and get ready!"

you saw megumi put his fists up like a boxer, his cursed energy pooling in just his fists. you walked towards him as he backed away from you, wondering if you were going to pull a fast one on him.

"alrighty kiddo," you reached out for his arms, "your stance is already wrong. lower your fists a little."

you adjusted his hands just below his chin, "as a ten shadows technique user, having your hands free is important. don't always resort to using them as a shield." you moved his leg next, "—now move back just a little so you can advance forward if needed."

you adjusted megumi's legs to where they should be if he needed to jump or lunge out of the way. at the same time, you could sense satoru's overwhelming cursed energy. he was watching the both of you, ready to teleport to your side if need be. you told him earlier this morning that you didn't need him to jump in at all. megumi was only 5 years old and you could handle his tiny amount of cursed energy. however, satoru still worried whenever it came to you.

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"are you worried that (y/n) isn't going to teach megumi correctly or something?" shoko looked up from her medical textbook, asking curiously, "why do you keep hovering?"

satoru shook his head and took off his sunglasses, "nah, it's not that. i'm just interested."

with the six eyes, satoru could read everyone's cursed energy. he could see megumi's cursed energy balled up in his fists just like you sensed earlier, and he could also see the immense amount of cursed energy surrounding your body as well.

"maybe it's a good thing the kid is learning from (y/n) instead of you," nanami stated, folding his arms, "you'd probably teach him bad habits."

satoru rolled his eyes at the 7:3 sorcerer, "megumi asked (y/n) to teach him how to fight. i even offered to teach the brat before he asked her."

"she'd probably be gentler and more patient than you anways." shoko stated as-a-matter-of-factly.

satoru scoffed at his bestfriend’s ridiculous statement, “no one gets strong by being gentle, shoko.”

while everyone was talking, satoru noticed one of your spirit birds hovering over the table. you were being nosy as always. he chuckled as the lone shikigami spirit bird sat on his shoulder. he gave it a cracker while you listened in from the field.

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"okay megumi! lesson number one, if someone tries to hit you, make sure you dodge. if you can't dodge, reinforce yourself with cursed energy to tank the blow." you started to tell the younger sorcerer, "i'm going to throw water at you, the goal is to dodge."

you formed large water droplets in the palm of your hands, similar to water balloons and started to throw them towards megumi. he was able to deflect and dodge all of them with ease and good speed.

"did i do okay?" megumi asked, looking for reassurance from you.

"yes, you did!" you cheered from the opposite side of the field, "next lesson, you have to be quick and on your feet! as a sorcerer, you have to think fast and be able to adjust to anything on the battlefield. one moment of hesitation can cost you your life."

your second shikigami spirit bird that wasn't with satoru appeared from the moisture in the air, giving you two wooden staffs from the storage unit. you threw a staff to megumi as he fumbled with it, unsure of how to hold it.

"megumi, i want you to come and try to land a hit on me with the staff."

megumi looked at you with concern in his face, "won't it hurt?"

"you'll always be afraid of pain if you don't get hit. it's better to learn now than find out later. if you get hurt, you have to tell me and we'll stop, okay?"

megumi nodded his head in understanding. he lunged at you with the staff. for how small he was, he was quick, but he wasn't thinking of his strikes. he was just hitting you randomly. you blocked all of his attempts.

from the corner of your eye, you could see satoru standing up from his seat. he started to walk towards the sparring field where you and megumi were training. you glared at him and summoned a large tidal wave of water to block him from coming any closer.

"that girl," satoru chuckled to himself, "so fiesty." he closed his eyes and used his six eyes to sense what was going on instead.

megumi looked over at satoru and the large tidal wave of water you had just summoned. his eyes widened at the wall of water that towered well over 30 feet. you hit the top of his head with your wooden staff.

"ouch," megumi groaned, hands coming to rub his head.

you kneeled down to face him, "megumi, never take your eyes off of your opponent. that was your first mistake."

you noticed his eyes watering. you grabbed his hands and inspected his head, finding nothing. "did that hurt?" you asked.

"no." megumi scowled at you. he picked up his staff again and took an offensive stance. you laughed at his enthusiasm. you could already tell by his determination that megumi was going to grow up to become a strong sorcerer. you were already so proud.

a couple weeks later

during the past couple of weeks, you and megumi had spent time training together. satoru watched from afar when he wasn't on any missions or practicing his own techniques. during one of your sparring sessions, satoru interrupted.

"megumi, are you ready to learn the hand signs for the demon dogs?"

megumi looked at his sensei with excitement, eager to learn, "yes!"

satoru looked over at you, "sweetheart, i'm gonna take the kid."

you smiled softly at the both of them and nodded your head. you waved goodbye to megumi as satoru led the way to a different field. megumi followed behind him obediently.

"gojo-sensei, why do you call (y/n) sweetheart? that's not her name." megumi asked satoru out of the blue.

"because i love her." satoru grinned before he changed the subject, "—you've been getting stronger, megumi."

megumi glared at the ground as he walked with satoru, 'that doesn't even answer my question' he thought to himself. satoru stopped in his tracks, megumi bumping into him.

"well, kiddo. here we go. give me your hands." satoru turned around and reached for the young sorcerer's hands. he guided megumi on how to clasp his hands over each other to make a shape of a dog's head in the shadows. "when you put your hands together in this shape and say 'demon dogs', the dogs will appear from the shadows. are you ready?"

megumi nodded as satoru ruffled his hair playfully.

"demon dogs!"

two small shadows started to seep from the floor next to megumi. satoru started to smile, proud that megumi was taking the next step to becoming a jujutsu sorcerer, a ten shadows technique user.

the dogs appeared in the puppy stage. one black and one white with red triangles on their foreheads. they jumped and clawed at megumi and started licking him. and for once, megumi smiled in the presence of satoru without you there.

"megumi, when you want the dogs to go away, all you have to do is say 'return'." satoru mentioned, "this would be good so they don't get injured. if something happens to the dogs, they won't come back, so make sure to take good care of them, okay?"

megumi looked at satoru, the two dogs still jumping at him playfully. "i will, gojo-sensei."

“you gonna give them names?” satoru asked curiously.

“the black one is kuro and the white one will be shiro.” megumi said, his smile still plastered on his face. he couldn’t get enough of his new puppies, his new friends.

later that night

"so... how did it go with megumi?" you asked as you climbed into bed next to satoru.

he put his hands behind his head, satisfied with the way things went today, "it went well. pretty sure the kid is sleeping with his dogs right now."

"when i went to check on them before bed, the dogs were curled up next to him." you smiled as you recollected the sweet scene you saw when you opened the door to the kids’ room.

satoru looked down at you as you snuck your arm around his waist. he gave you an arm pillow. "it won't be long now until he starts to have dreams about the next one." he mumbled.

"isn't it cute how the demon dogs are in the puppy stage?"

"kuro and shiro were pretty cute," satoru chuckled, "—good job training him, babe." he ruffled up your hair as you giggled in his grasp. you attempted to mess up his hair in return, but satoru pinned your hands down and climbed on top of you.

"you have to be quiet or we're going to get in trouble and get a noise complaint from grumpy ol' nanami." satoru teased as he whispered in your ear.

you laughed out loud, appalled that he would tell you to be quiet out of all people, "you're the one who gets caught sneaking back and forth from the dorms, you have no room to talk about being quiet and getting in trouble."

satoru grinned and peered at you with blazing blue eyes, “oh yeah?”

he started attacking your neck with sloppy kisses as you continued to giggle, holding him close to you. after a couple of slow and soft kisses to your lips, you felt his tongue prodding your mouth, asking for access to yours.

a surprise knock on the door caused you to push satoru off of you as you quickly sat up. you hissed at him, "satoru get the door!"

satoru groaned in annoyance and hopped out of his bed. he put his slippers on and opened the door to his dorm room to find megumi standing there.

"megumi? watcha doing here, kiddo?" satoru asked, annoyed that his make out session with you was so rudely interrupted.

"um... i had a nightmare." he said quietly.

"—and so you came to my room?" satoru asked sarcastically.

megumi looked at him sheepishly, "i went to (y/n)'s room, but she wasn't there."

"did you have another nightmare, megumi?" you pushed satoru out of the way as he rolled his eyes at you, "—come on, let's go talk about it in the dining hall. i'll pour you some warm milk. that should help you fall asleep."

you grabbed megumi's hand, leading the way to the dining hall.

"i'm coming too!" satoru called out as he threw on a hoodie. he couldn’t let the night be taken over by the 5 year old twerp.

as megumi held your hand, two steps behind you satoru glared at the child with envy. his hands shoved inside his hoodie, a grumpy frown on his face. ever since he brought megumi and tsumiki to jujutsu high, megumi had been experiencing nightmares that had to do with his shikigami. there were a couple of instances where megumi had slept in your bed with you and satoru because he was so scared. of course, satoru went to sleep grumpy those nights, but he brought that upon himself for bringing the kids home and asking you to be a part-time mother. why did he have to have such a caring girlfriend?

megumi and satoru sat down on the wooden chairs of the dining hall while you warmed up a cup of milk for the younger fushiguro and made a cup of ‘sorry-our-make-out-session-got-interrupted’ hot chocolate for the older gojo.

"so what did you have a dream about?" satoru asked curiously.

megumi frowned as he recalled his nightmare, "it was a big brown bird with a scary skull face. it was chasing me and i couldn't get away."

you placed the mugs of warm milk and hot chocolate down on the table and pushed them towards megumi and satoru. you sat down next to the child and across from your boyfriend. "sounds like nue. what do you think, gojo-sensei?"

"is nue another shikigami?" megumi asked you curiously.

satoru put his chin in his hand, elbow resting on the dining table. he liked hearing you call him sensei. he added on from your speculation, "sure is, kiddo. you'll probably keep having dreams like that until you're able to summon all of your shikigami."

you watched megumi sip at his warm milk. you felt bad for him because he was only 5 and having such vivid nightmares. it must’ve been hard for him.

"you gotta sleep in your own room, megumi." satoru grumbled, "—especially when me and (y/n) are busy."

"what were you guys doing?" megumi asked innocently.

you glared at satoru, giving him a warning kick under the table. satoru had his signature shit-eating grin on his face, "oh, we were about to exercise with our mout—"

“satoru.” you interrupted, voice laced with warning.

megumi looked at the two of you in confusion, "you weren't wearing the track suits for gym class. and why would you guys be exercising this late at night?"

oh to be 5 years old and innocent-minded. you wished megumi could stay pure and young forever.

satoru laughed while your face turned crimson red. you weren't about to admit to megumi that you and satoru were having a hot and steamy makeout session before he knocked on satoru's door.

"well, megumi." satoru began, "when two people love each other—"

"satoru gojo!" you threw an ice shared at him, "you are not giving megumi the talk right now."

megumi continued to look at the both of you in confusion, unsure and unaware of what you two were really talking about. he wondered why you kept stopping gojo-sensei from speaking. maybe it was a good thing. he didn’t like to listen to him anyways.

you glared at satoru and turned to megumi, patting his head. "megumi, when you're older, you'll understand." you reverted your attention back to your boyfriend, "satoru, you're such a special grade asshole."

satoru's jaw dropped and he feigned innocence, "language, babe! we have a child with us!"

you rolled your eyes at him. he couldn't get enough of embarrassing you like this. it was so fun to him.

satoru changed the subject, "anyways, megumi. how does it feel to be learning from the strongest?” he winked at the younger sorcerer.

“who are you talking about?” megumi asked, “you or (y/n)?”

“(y/n).” satoru chuckled as he took a sip of his apology hot chocolate, “—definitely (y/n).”

on the dining table, satoru squeezed your hand as you gave him a huff and reluctant soft smile. he thought that maybe being the strongest wasn’t so lonely with you by his side.

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[makeitmingi]

The Cat and Dog Game [Chapter 11]

Genre: Romance, Fluff, Comedy

Pairing: Yunho x Reader (y/n)

Characters: Chef!Reader, RestaurantOwner!Yunho, MaitreD!Hongjoong, Waiter!Yeosang, Waiter!San, Waiter!Mingi, SousChef!Seonghwa, SousChef!Wooyoung, PrepChef!Jongho

Summary: Yunho's dream was to open and run his own restaurant. But he doesn't know anything when it comes to cooking. Until you came along and accepted the job, bringing with you a small crew. How will the black cat tame the energetic golden retriever?

Word count: 3.3K

You tilted your head, staring at the bouquet that was now sitting in a glass vase on your counter top.

"Staring at it isn't going to make it grow legs and walk, darling." Seonghwa chuckled from behind you. You rolled your eyes, straightening up and turning to walk to the fridge. You grabbed a tray out and put it on the island.

"I'm still in shock, Hwa. A little empathy or even sympathy would be greatly appreciated. I've never gotten flowers from anyone before." You said.

"Wow...."

"You don't count." You hissed. You grabbed another tray from the fridge. But this one was covered with aluminium foil.

"What are you trying?" Seonghwa rounded the counter and came back to where you were, peering over your shoulder. You removed the foil to show him the second tray.

"I'm trying to see if I prefer the flavour of a dry brine compared to a wet brine for monk fish." You explained.

"Because it's meatier and tougher?" He tilted his head. You nodded.

"Usually for fish, we use a wet brine but since monk fish is so firm and can act like chicken or red meat, I was thinking if a dry brine might enhance the flavour a little more." You said. You took the pieces of fish out of the flavoured water, patting it dry between two pieces of kitchen roll.

"What's in the dry brine?" Seonghwa asked, taking a brush to help you brush off the salt seasoning mix on the surface of the fish. He wasn't going to wash it or it would get rid of too much flavour.

"One has salt, white pepper, kombu, dried shiitake. The other has salt, black pepper, rosemary, thyme, bay leaf, garlic and a hint of sweet paprika."

"Not smoked?" He turned to you.

"No, as much as I wanted a herbier, heavy flavour combination, I didn't want to overpower the flavour of the fish." You shrugged.

"Good choice. Especially since the monk fish can be sweet, it only enhances the natural sea water flavour that's already there." Seonghwa hummed.

"How should I cook it without impacting the flavour...?" You scratched your head.

"Ooh, you're making me think of a monk fish curry now." Seonghwa smiled, almost drooling at the thought.

"I said I don't want to impart any of flavours, Hwa. If we make a curry, all the dry brine flavour will be overpowered." You slapped his arm. In the end, you decided to lightly steam half of them and pan sear the other half. Seonghwa helped you manage the pan.

"As much as we should, we shouldn't baste it. Even butter will affect the taste." Seonghwa said. You agreed. When the fish came out, you left it to rest for a few minutes.

"So, you want to talk about that?" Seonghwa nodded over to the vase of flowers you were looking at.

"What's there to talk about except why did you put it in a vase?" You raised an eyebrow.

"You just left it on the table, sweetheart. They'll die if you just leave it like that, you have to put them in some water to let them survive." He rolled his eyes.

"Oh, so you're the flower expert now?" You asked.

"We're digressing here... Tell me what he said to you when he gave you the flowers." He said.

"I already told you. He wanted to 'cheer me up' and give me energy so he got me sunflowers. And he thought sugary sweets would also do the trick so he got me donuts, which were rather tasty, by the way. I'll be curious to try more flavours from the shop." You shrugged and took the tray of fish to start slicing.

"And what did you reply to that?"

"I said thanks and split the donuts with him. You know I don't eat sugary things much... What else was there for me to say or respond to him?" You questioned.

"Well, I guess it's the first time he's seen you in your... grumpy tantrum mode..." Seonghwa sighed.

"I wasn't grumpy and/or throwing a tantrum." You frowned.

"Sweetheart, there was a literal dark cloud floating above your head." Seonghwa chuckled. You glared at him with a small pout before focusing back on slicing the fish pieces.

"Okay but that's all? You didn't say anything else?" Seonghwa went back to the topic.

"Oh. I... patted him on the head..." You said, remembering your actions. Seonghwa's eyes widened before he burst out laughing at your words. You sent him a flat look for laughing at you. You ignored him and put the fish slices on plates.

"HE'S NOT A LITERAL DOG, (Y/N)!" He exclaimed amidst his laughter. You felt your cheeks heat up at his words.

"I know! I didn't mean to, I don't know what came over me so I just reached out to pat his head. It's not my fault he caught me as I was snoozing." You muttered.

"Still... You must have surprised him." He laughed, wiping a tear that had formed in the corner of his eye.

"Now that you're done laughing at me. Here." You handed Seonghwa a fork with gritted teeth. You both dug into the fish, quietly tasting and savouring each one for their different tastes.

"Oh, wow." You were amazed.

"The different dry brines bring out such different flavours." Seonghwa said as he chewed.

"Between the dry brines, the delicate seasoning of the kombu one fits steaming method while the heavier seasoning benefits from the pan sear." You noted.

"I think because the pan sear toasts the herb flavour on there like how we usually toast our herbs to bring out the aromatic oils. So after searing this piece, you taste a lot more rosemary, thyme and paprika." Seonghwa theorised. You nodded your head, writing all this down in your iPad journal.

"It takes on more flavour with the dry brines. But the texture is softer with the wet brine." Seonghwa took another piece.

"I think the dry brine has been able to remove more moisture so it's firmer in texture. If serving on it's own, I would like the dry brine. In stews or curries, wet brine for sure." You concluded.

"Should we do something with monkfish for tomorrow's dinner service then?" He suggested.

"Lotte à l'Armoricaine (French tomato based stew cooked with white wine and monkfish)?" You looked through your recipe archives.

"Good idea. Since it is served with rice. I think customers will like that." Seonghwa nodded, moving to start on the dishes. You took a piece of paper to write this down.

"The supplier said he has some nice pears so shall we make baesuk for dessert (Korean poached pears)?"

"Yeah. What will you poach them in?" He asked.

"If we go Korean inspired, I think a light honey, ginger poaching liquid. Maybe add some pink peppercorns instead of black peppercorns for a more berry-like flavour. We can accompany it with yuja sherbet and candied ginger." You said.

"That sounds good."

"I think we should do burgers tomorrow. Cheese stuffed burgers with bacon on top and caramelised onions. Koreans love burgers and fries." Seonghwa laughed.

"That doesn't sound too bad though. But I'd hate to be the one stuck on deep fryer duty." You cringed.

"We should do at least one savoury dish that has Korean flavours." Seonghwa reminded.

"Hmm... Scallop, kombu angel hair with perilla oil? It's light on the taste buds." You scrunched your nose, trying to come up with a dish and flavour profile.

"That'll work. I was thinking for appetisers, we can do mussammari (Julienned vegetables wrapped in a thin slice of pickled radish) with a gochujang sauce." He finished the dishes and sat with you.

"I like that. We can grill pork collar with salsa verde. And beef carpaccio with brine tomatoes and shredded shiso leaf." You turned to him. Seonghwa thought about the flavour profiles and nodded while you wrote it down. If Wooyoung and Jongho wanted to add other dishes, they were free to. Any of them could.

You put the paper aside, leaning back against Seonghwa's shoulder. Tomorrow's morning bake items had already been decided so you didn't need to brainstorm on what to bake.

"Tired?" Seonghwa asked.

"Not physically. But my brain is, I think it's fried." You sighed, closing your eyes.

"You don't need to tire yourself out so much. Don't think and overthink too much. It'll only lead to faster burnout." He said as his hands massaged your achy ones.

"I know..." You said.

"Hwa?" You called out. He hummed in reply.

"You don't have to always take care of me and watch out for me, okay? You have to make sure that you take care of yourself too." You told him.

"I know." He replied, reply identical to yours. He knew you always felt guilty that he was constantly taking care of you, especially because you're known to not take care of yourself. But Seonghwa didn't see it as an obligation to care for you, he just wants to.

"Don't feel guilty or bad. You take care of me too, (y/n). We take care of each other, it's what we do and what we have been doing since we've met." He said.

"But you take care of me so much more."

"It doesn't matter who does more, you shouldn't worry about that. We're best friends. No one is measuring." Seonghwa chided.

"I just don't want to hold you back from anything. Like you said, we're best friends. And I would want you to venture out and do what you want to do, what's best for you." You sighed.

"What I want to do is be here with you. My best is being by your side. You're not holding me back." He comforted.

"Sure? Promise me that if I am, you tell me." You looked up at him.

"I'm sure. And as silly as that is, fine, I promise." He said. You held up your pinky and he chuckled but laced pinkies with you, stamping it to seal the deal.

"Tch, we've been glued together for so many years and you're still worried about all this. I already told you the day that we met that you're not getting rid of me so easily. That's why we never had any other friends growing up, except each other." Seonghwa playfully scolded you, flicking you on the forehead.

"Oww!" You held the place his flicked. Seonghwa clicked his tongue, knowing you were exaggerating. He didn't even hit you with so much force. He would never actually hurt you.

"So technically, you admit you're the reason I was a loner growing up?" You raised your eyebrows in accusation.

"You weren't a loner. You were with me and that's more than enough." He scoffed.

"That's true. You always made sure I wasn't left alone, Hwa." You giggled. You couldn't really remember a time where you and Seonghwa were apart.

Sure, you weren't spending every waking minute together but you've both never really let the other person feel lonely.

"Alright, it's time for an afternoon nap." You stood up, stretching your arms over your head.

"Shall I order Vietnamese food for dinner? I know you've been craving it." Seonghwa said. You were not shocked at this point that Seonghwa remembered something that you casually said in passing. You nodded your head excitedly.

"Yes. I would like bun bo hue (spicy beef noodle soup), pork tau hu ky (fried beancurd skin rolls with pork filling) and lemongrass pork please." You ordered.

"Okay." Seonghwa took it down.

"What are you having?" You asked as you laid down in bed, getting under the covers. Seonghwa took the spot beside you.

"My usual, bun rieu cua (tomato, crab and pork noodle soup). And some other sides to add on." He said, scrolling on the menu. You hummed, snuggling into your pillow.

Seonghwa has a large appetite so you could usually order a variety of food and he'll help you with finishing them.

"Go to sleep." Seonghwa put his phone down, turning to you. You hummed again, already starting to drift off. Seonghwa was always encouraging you to sleep more since you've had insomnia for as long as you can remember. It could build up and lead to you sleeping for a few days. Hence, you being sleep deprived the other day.

"Hwa, it doesn't mean anything, right?" You asked, half asleep.

"What?" He was confused by your question and what you were referring to all of a sudden.

"The flowers... He's just nice, right? I shouldn't be mulling over it or thinking that it means anything more." You clarified. Seonghwa was quiet for a while.

"If he meant something else, I'm sure he would have said it. Yunho wouldn't do one thing and mean another." He said.

"You sure?"

"We've known the guy for a like two weeks, (y/n). There's nothing really to be sure about when we barely know him. I'm just stating based off intuition and observation so far." He chuckled.

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Yunho smiled stiffly as he sat at the table with his parents and younger brother at their family favourite steakhouse. He wasn't listening to their conversation at all, only plastering a smile but his mind was elsewhere.

"Hyung, what's up with you? Your head is in the clouds." Yunho's younger brother, Gunho, teased. Yunho sighed, his head wasn't in the clouds, just focused on something else.

Or rather, someone else.

"Is it work, Yunho? Something with the restaurant?" His mother asked. Yunho shook his head.

"No. It's nothing, don't worry about it. Sorry for not paying attention." He bowed his head, cutting into his steak and taking a bite.

"Which reminds me, we should pop by for dinner one of these days. You know, to support hyung." Gunho suggested to the two. It was true, Yunho's family had not visited since the opening.

"That's a good idea. But we don't want to pressure you, Yunho. We'll go when you're ready." His father smiled.

"Thanks, appa. I'm confident in my team. So please, when you're all available." Yunho smiled. His father was a lawyer and his mother was an accountant. Yunho knew that they were always trying to make up for the fact that they were never around while the two were growing up. But Yunho never really blamed them.

Them being busy also meant that Yunho was able to form such a deep and rich bond with his grandmother. And that was something Yunho would never, ever regret.

"That is exciting, I can't wait to see how things are." Mrs Jeong said with a big grin.

"As long as you're not helping out in the kitchen, hyung." Gunho snorted, making Yunho glare at his younger brother.

"I'm a lot better now. I'm slowly learning small things to help out in the kitchen. My head chef is always ready to teach me." Yunho rolled his eyes.

"Oh, tell us about him." Mr Jeong said in interest.

"Her, actually. She's an amazing chef, the whole team is. They work well together and you can tell when you watch them. It is almost like watching an orchestra play." Yunho explained.

"They must have been working together for a long while then." Mrs Jeong said.

"Yeah, they've known each other for a long time to know each other's likes, dislikes, work habits, skills, everything. I think you will be just as impressed by them as I was when you come to the restaurant." Yunho smiled proudly.

"That's good, Yunho. I'm glad you found a team that can work well not only amongst themselves but with you and your friends too. Good job." Mr Jeong commended.

"Thanks, appa. I couldn't have done it without my friends as well, especially Mingi." Yunho chuckled.

"Ah, you and Mingi hyung are inseparable as always." Gunho said.

"We just went to his mother's restaurant the other day to eat and see how she is doing. She sounded so happy that her son is working in the food industry too." Mrs Jeong giggled.

Of course with Mingi and Yunho being best friends since middle school, their parents were also close friends.

"San's father was proposing a fishing trip for all the fathers soon." Mr Jeong laughed.

"The mothers should take a trip too while the fathers go fishing. You all deserve it." Yunho said, glad that his parents were friends with his friends' parents. Mrs Jeong smiled softly, her son was always so caring and considerate of others. Mr Jeong nodded in agreement, raising his glass to clink it against Yunho's.

"But Yunho, I take it the restaurant has been well?"

"Yes. Business has been going well and we've been receiving lots of compliments and good reviews despite being so new. I pray it'll only go up from here." Yunho said.

"We know you can do it. If you ever need any help, you know you can always ask us." Mr Jeong said.

"I know, I am very grateful for that. But I hope to not rely on both of you, I want to be independent in this." Yunho spoke firmly.

"You're right, that's a good thing to want." Mrs Jeong reached over to pat the back of Yunho's hand. Yunho nodded his head with a hum, holding his mother's hand.

"However, you should make sure to have some time for yourself. Find a girlfriend." Mrs Jeong added.

"O-Omma!" Yunho stuttered nervously.

"Aren't you just gonna marry Mingi hyung?" Gunho laughed. Yunho kicked Gunho under the table, too flustered to respond back to the teasing. Yunho's mother was always invested in Yunho's love life, encouraging him to 'venture out' and find a partner.

"Dear, he's too busy running the restaurant. He doesn't have time to find a partner now." Mr Jeong said, taking a bite of his food. Yunho agreed with his father.

"Plus, I'm not in a rush to find a girlfriend, omma..." Yunho muttered.

"I can only dream, can't I? Both you and Gunho don't have girlfriends, I want a daughter to pamper and do girl things with."

"What sort of girl things?" Yunho asked.

"Oh, you know. We can go shopping, do mani pedis together, go get our hair done, all that stuff you can do with a daughter. You boys never want to do anything with me." Mrs Jeong scoffed.

"Omma, sounds like you have your own motive in wanting us to get a girlfriend." Gunho pointed out.

"Of course I want you both to be happy too! Who knows, maybe Yunho can settle down and start a family." She said.

"Alright, I think we're thinking a little far here, omma. Who knows if I'm going to settle down with the next person I date? But anyway, I'm currently focused on getting the restaurant up and running before looking for a partner." Yunho spoke. Honestly, he hadn't thought about settling down or starting a family.

"Like I said, I can only dream." Mrs Jeong sighed dispairingly.

"Look, omma, when the time comes and I meet the right person, then I'll start thinking about all that." Yunho said, trying to somewhat appease his mother.

"Sorry to say hyung, but you can be a little... how do you say? Oblivious when it comes to girls." Gunho snickered.

"What do you mean? I'm not oblivious." Yunho said.

"When a girl tries to flirt with you, you always think it's just her being a nice person in general. Meaning, you don't flirt back or reject her. You're too impartial to everyone you meet." Gunho explained.

"It's good to be impartial. And being nice isn't a bad thing, Gunho ah." Yunho crossed his arms.

"But you never know, someone might misunderstand your kindness as something else. Let's hope your future girlfriend doesn't get jealous."

~

Series masterlist

[fvllingflower]

Tell Me

pairing: college!wonwoo, f!reader

genre: smut

warning: party, cursing, fingering (f!rec.), protected sex, hickeys, hair pulling, & aftercare.

song recommendation: tell me by fifty fifty

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You didn't even know why you were here or how your friends dragged to this party, but here you were. As you and Yoohyeon were walking to find Siyeon and Bora, you felt like every guy there staring at you. You two found the other two girls.

"Ooh who is this hottie," Siyeon smirked as she looked me up and down.

"I know right, she looks so hot," Yoohyeon smiled. Yoohyeon was the one to dress you in this short black dress, that was revealing of your cleavage and wearing black heels.

"The guys keep staring at me," You mumbled.

"Yeah cause you're fine as hell," Bora hyped you up. The girls knew you weren't comfortable with parties but they wanted you to get out your comfort zone for once.

"I heard that guy you find hot from our literature class is here," Yoohyeon informed you.

"Really?" You asked surprised.

"Apparently he's friends with the party host and he was also dragged here," Siyeon smiled.

"You should go find him and flirt with him," Bora hit your arm.

"You know that's not a good idea," You looked at here sternly. She nodded.

"Oh look there he is," Siyeon pointed out. He was walking behind you, you guess to his friend. You turned your head and saw. Shit he was wearing black button up with two buttons undone and black pants.

"Mingyu there's apparently like a new girl here, and she's hot," Vernon hit his arm. Wonwoo walked over to them.

"Can I go home now?" Wonwoo asked.

"No, you need to loosen up, you're always in that damn room reading, you need to have fun," Mingyu wrapped his arm onto his shoulder.

"Reading is fun," Wonwoo looked at him.

"Just at least get laid or something," Mingyu groaned.

"He could try the new girl," Vernon suggested.

"New girl?" Wonwoo asked.

"Yeah, I'll go find her for you," Vernon smiled. Vernon walked off to find you.

"Fine if you won't stop bugging me about it, I'll go try and talk to him," You sighed. The girls were cheering you on as you walked off. You were walking past Vernon when he suddenly stopped.

"Vernon what the hell?" You looked at surprised.

"You know my name?" He asked.

"Yes! We're literally music partners," You answered. Is he losing his memory?

"Y/N?!" He shouted surprised.

"Yeah," You nodded, confused by his actions.

"You're the new hot girl!" He covered his mouth.

"Do I really look that different dressed up?" You asked.

"The more I look at you, no you don't," He replied. Wonwoo and Mingyu walked over to you.

"Vernon is that the new girl?" Mingyu asked as he checked you out.

"Well yeah but no... it's Y/N she's just dressed up," Vernon answered truthfully.

"You guys are stupid," You sighed and Wonwoo laughed at your comment.

"They really are," Wonwoo smiled. The guys noticed you two were connecting and decided to walk off.

"Do you wanna go some more quiet?" Wonwoo asked and you nodded. He took your hand and lead you up the stairs to his room.

"It's quieter up here," He smiled as he locked the door so no horn dog would interrupt you two talking.

"I feel like I've seen you before on campus," Wonwoo smiled as he sat on the bed next to you.

"We're in the same literature class, so maybe that's where," You answered.

"Mhm maybe so," He smiled at you. He looked down and noticed you were in heels.

"You're in heels, your feet must be dying," He pointed out.

"Yeah especially since I've been standing," You nodded. He got on his knees on the floor and helped take your shoes off.

"Oh— thank you," You were trying not to blush.

"Of course," He also took his shoes off and then sat down next to you again. You two just started talking about anything and everything. You felt a source of comfort in him.

"During class one day, you should sit next to me," He smiled.

"Why would you want me to sit next to you?" You asked.

"Cause we seem to have great chemistry and you're really pretty," He spoke truthfully which stunned you.

"Jeon Wonwoo finds me pretty?" You smiled widely. He nodded.

"So pretty," He leaned in and kissed you. His lips were soft, you weren't expecting him to be such a great kisser but I guess you learn something new everyday. You were quick to climb into his lap as you two sinken the kiss. He finally pulled away and just looked at you.

"If you aren't comfortable with anything I do, tell me," He whispered and you nodded.

"Shit Jeon kiss me!" You pulled him back into a heated kiss. His hands held your waist. His kisses started to travel down your jawline to your neck to your collarbone and to your cleavage. His hand traveled your thigh and he was just massaging the flesh. You pushed him back against the bed and you got up and stripped your dress off, leaving you in your bra and underwear. You climbed back onto him and started unbuttoning his shirt. Who knew your little nerd crush was so fit. You started kissing down his chest and you decided to start nipping on his skin. You left a hickey in the crook of his neck and you continued your process.

"Do I belong to you?" He teased. He sat up and you two started making out again. His hand went down and pulled your panties aside for his fingers. He pushed his two of his fingers into your hole making you moan into his mouth.

"You like that?" He whispered and all you did was whimper as he started to fuck you with two fingers. He started thrusting his fingers fast. Your hand was quick to find his hair and grip it. Your other hand was clawing into his back. He suddenly added a third finger, stretching you out some more for him. You tossed your head back at the pleasure he was giving you. It didn't take long for you to snap. He pulled his fingers out and scooped up some of your orgasm and licked it off his fingers, looking straight into your eyes as he did so. He pulled you back into a deep kiss and laid you back onto his bed. He got up and started to strip.

"Baby can you do something for me?" He asked sweetly. You hummed in response.

"Can you strip completely naked for me," He smiled as he pulled his pants off. You sat up and unhooked your bra and threw it off the bed and then you lifted your hips to pull your underwear off. He pulled his underwear off to reveal his dick. Sure you've had fantasies of him but you always imagined for him to be average but you were wrong. He was big and thick and veiny in the right ways. He went to his nightstand and pulled out a sliver square. He ripped it open and slid it on himself.

"God you look so beautiful," He climbed on top of you and kissed you passionately. He started rubbing his dick between your folds which caused you to whine.

"You like that baby?" He smirked.

"God Jeon just fuck me," You whined.

"What's the magic word?" He asked.

"Please Wonwoo fuck me," You cried. He lined himself up and slowly pushed his cock inside of you. The stretch was delicious, it had you moaning so slowly. He made sure to be balls deep before letting you adjust. As you adjusted, he was peppering your collarbone with kisses. You tapped his shoulder and he started thrusting. He started slowly and quickly started to speed up. You wrapped your legs around his waist to feel all of him. You swore you could feel him in your stomach. He was hitting all the right places that made you a moaning mess.

"Fuck Wonwoo," You almost screamed. You were so glad the music was loud so that no one could hear how loud you were being. Your hands were in his hair and his hands were on either side of your head. You started to clench around him to let him know you're close.

"You gonna cum for me?" He whispered against your neck. All you did was whine. He took that as a yes and he thrusted even rougher. One of his hands as he thrusted, played with your boob. He was pinching your nipple and squeezing the mound that fit perfectly in his hand. Your legs started to tremble and with that you reached your climax. He continued thrusting until he came, filling up the rubber. He pulled out and laid beside you. You two were just panting. Once he calmed down, he got up and threw the condom away. He walked into his bathroom and came back with a wash cloth.

"Baby I'm going to clean you up," He warned you before putting the cloth against your folds. He wiped up any extra cum that escaped you. Once he was done he threw the cloth into his laundry basket.

"I should probably get home," You sat up. He looked at you with pouted lips.

"I think it's best you stay here tonight," He protested.

"It's late, you're tired, I'm tired, and I don't want some creep to hurt you," He stated. You just smiled softly.

"Fine, I'll sleep here, but can get some clothes at least," He widened his eyes in panic and he handed you his button up.

"Do you wanna sleep in this?" He asked nervously.

"Sure it looks soft," You pecked his cheek and took the shirt from him. You buttoned the shirt up and put you panties back on.

"You look so cute in my shirt," He smiled and hugged your waist.

"I'm glad you think so," You giggled. He placed a kiss on your cheek and then went to put on a shirt and shorts. He climbed into bed with you and cuddled you. You rested your head on his chest and one leg on top of him which made him smile.

The next morning you woke up due the sun hitting your eyes. You looked over and saw Wonwoo still asleep. As he slept peacefully you played with his hand. You saw him smile suddenly, knowing you woke him up. He locked his hand with yours and opened his eyes.

"You like my hands or something?" He teased.

"Sorry, I didn't know what else to do," You smiled. He grabbed you by your chin and pulled you in for a kiss.

"It's okay baby," He smiled. He sat up and sniffed for something.

"Come on, I think Mingyu is making breakfast," He grabbed your hands to pull you out of bed.

"I'll be there in a minute I need to use the bathroom real quick," You let go of his hands and walked to his bathroom.

Wonwoo got downstairs and saw Mingyu cooking breakfast as he suspected. Seungcheol and Vernon were also there waiting for breakfast.

"Hey Woo how was you night?" Vernon asked.

"It was good actually, real good," Wonwoo smiled to himself.

"You two seemed to be hitting it off but after a while you two disappeared," Mingyu pointed out.

"We went up to my room to talk, it was hard to hear over the music," Wonwoo admitted.

"Nothing else happened?" Cheol smirked. Suddenly you walked downstairs and walked into the kitchen.

"Oh hi guys," You smiled awkwardly.

"So something did happened last night," Vernon smiled.

"Oh Y/N I didn't know you were here still... I didn't make enough breakfast for you, my bad," Mingyu rubbed the back of his neck.

"It's fine, I'll just eat something when I go home," You smiled kindly.

"We can share my food, I don't care," Wonwoo offered and you just waved him off.

"It's fine, I'll be upstairs if you need me," You pecked his cheek and went back upstairs. You went to your purse and pulled your phone out. Shit ten messages from Yoohyeon..

>Y/N where are you?

>Are you okay?

>I'm worried, answer me as soon as possible!

>Are you with Wonwoo?

>You have to tell me about it!

>Y/N!!!!!

>Bitch answer me!

>Wonwoo better not be a murderer or something.

>ANSWER ME!

>We're leaving the party, please text me as soon as possible so ik you're okay! I love you<3

You decided to message her back. Now is better than later. You felt bad for making her worry.

<Yoo I'm okay! I was with Wonwoo last night, talking about shit and then we ended up fucking so.... I have sm to tell you in person! Anyways sorry for making you worry but I'm okay, he's not a killer! I love you too<3

You crawled back into his bed and was watching videos on your phone. You suddenly heard a knock on the door and it was Wonwoo. You were slightly confused why he would knock to enter his own room but whatever. He opened the door and in his hands was food.

"I made you some food, it might not be the best since I'm not the greatest at cooking but I tried," He handed you the plate. You took a bite out of it and your eyes widened.

"Wonwoo this is good, what the fuck?" You praised him and he smiled.

"I'm glad you like them, the guys are teasing me over this but it's worth it if you're happy," He got in the bed next to you. You fed him a piece of the food and he nodded.

"Damn I did do a good job," He sounded surprised. You finished eating and you were about to get up to clean the dish but Wonwok stopped you.

"Here let me do it," He grabbed the plate. He went downstairs to clean the plate. Damn is really this down bad for you or are you tripping? He came back to you and kissed your cheek.

"I'm going to go shower and then I'm gonna go home, okay?" You stood up and he pouted.

"Fine, but can I ask you a question?" He asked and you nodded.

"Can I take you out on a date next Saturday?" He asked and you smiled widely.

"Yes, I would like that," You walked towards him and kissed his lips softly.

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A/N; thank you for all the love that I've been receiving for my stories lately! I'll try to upload more in the future. I hope you enjoyed this one, and I'm deciding of I want to do a part two for this or not <3

[staytinyville]

Stay Alive (41)

BTS poly!ot7 x Reader

Magical Creatures AU

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Warnings: none

A/N NOT BETA. No notes this time. However I will say, Thank you to everyone who has liked and reblog. I love the comments so much! They make my day to see them all!

You didn’t know how far Jungkook’s abilities stretched, but you figured that with the way he was rushing forward, leaving you behind just a bit, you could tell he was excited like any other wolf would be. It was cute to see him act the way he does. He was protective of you, something you enjoyed. But he was also someone who knew how to have fun, he reminded you of Taehyung. Which was why they got along so well. 

“Jungkook! I'm going!” You called behind him, rushing up the hill he had already climbed. “I'm trying to keep up.”

You gasped quietly when the boy was in front of you, blocking your path. “I told you I could've carried you!” He told you, grabbing your hand and pulling you along. “We're here anyways.”

You both had finally reached the top of the hill, taking in a deep breath as you took in the soft grass and wildflowers that were growing. You could see the small park over the trees and bushes, but the hill was far enough away to be secluded from everyone. 

“How was your family?” You asked, turning to find Jungkook with a calming look on his face–eyes closed. 

“Lots of crying—hugs.” He smiled. “I'm so excited about this. I haven't been able to shift in years.” He told you. “My parents told me to do it quickly now that I have time. This is where packs come to have more room to do that.” He explained, looking around the small meadow. 

You hummed in understandment, giving him a smile. “Well? What are you waiting for?” You threw yourself into him, giggling as you thought about what kind of shift Jungkook would do. 

“Thank you, Tokki.” He whispered into your neck. 

He took a step back from you, giving himself space. Taking in a deep breath, he closed his eyes for a moment before things quickly changed. You yelped, falling backwards as Jungkook turned into a wolf the size of a horse with one single motion. Looking at him, you were in fact right in saying he looked like the wolves from Twilight. 

He was black all over, matching the color of his hair. He looked like his fur was warm, thick with how it seemed to blow in the wind. He easily towered over you, as any horse size animal would. You crossed your legs on the floor, sitting up as you beamed at him. 

“Oh my god.” You gushed. “You're huge!” You laughed, quickly coming to a stand when he started walking in your direction. 

He grew closer to you, nuzzling his head into your forehead causing you to grab onto him to fear of falling over. 

“Look at you! You're so beautiful!” You placed both hands on either side of his neck, petting him as though he was your own dog. “Ah!” You gasped, quickly latching onto his neck as he tried to push you over. 

Howling was heard in the distance, causing the both of you to turn in its direction. Jungkook had placed his large leg in front of you, shielding you from whoever was coming. However when you saw another giant wolf barrling your way, you clenched tightly onto Jungkook not wanting to be trampled. 

But the other wolf had stopped just before, sniffing at one another like any normal animal. Jungkook stepped away from you, happily trotting and nipping at the two dogs. You smiled, understanding that they must have been family or a friend who had come to play with him. 

“Go.” You told him when he turned to look at you. “I'll still be waiting here.” You explained to him. 

You watched him nod, bouncing up and down as the three wolves ran off to play together. You watched from the hill, not noticing people coming up behind you. 

“Hello, dear.” You turned when they spoke to you, giving them a smile. 

The woman looked like she was human, but then again a lot of creatures must have in their world. The man however had a fox tail and ears, much like how Soobin did. Looking closer at them though, you were able to spot the similarities between them and Jungkook. You knew immediately who they were. 

“Hi.” You bowed to the two older people. “You must be Jungkook's parents.” You said, giving them a smile. 

“How could you tell?” The man smiled, his fox ears flickering. 

“You look just like him.” You laughed.

“Yes, we get that a lot.” His father laughed. 

You watched as they gave you soft smiles, bowing their heads in respect to you. You looked at them wide eyed, about to rush forward to make them stand until they rose themselves. 

“He told us what you did.” He spoke up, giving you a soft smile.

You sighed through your nose understanding what it was they were talking about. “I'm sure anyone with a heart would have done the same.” You told them. 

“Yes, but none of them would've caught Kookie's attention.” Jungkook’s mother spoke up. “Thank you for bringing my son back. For bringing all of them back.” She told you. 

It was the same with all of them. Their parents would thank you for doing something so great. You could only imagine what would have happened if any of the other nurses had managed to take the boys out. Would they have made it as far as you? What made you different from the rest?

You were more than happy to say that you wouldn’t change anything. But now it was stuck in your head if they had thought about any of the nurses the way they had you. Maybe it was insecurity. Or maybe it was that had you gotten caught, you had no idea what would have happened. 

But you were finally at this point in the story, meeting all the boy’s families and having them ask you if you wanted to stay with them forever. You didn’t want to think about the what if’s–especially not if they were in the past. 

“Of course.” You smiled at Jungkook’s parents.

“Ah!” You suddenly gasped, falling forward as something crashed into you. 

“Jungkook, be careful with the poor girl.” His mother scolded him, swatting at his large head. 

She turned to give you a smile. “We'll leave you.”

You gave them another bow, laughing as Jungkook continued to poke at your back for your attention. “Hey, what's gotten into you?” You giggled, turning to look at Jungkook. 

You looked around for a moment, trying to find the other wolf that had come to play with Jungkook. In your distraction you hadn’t noticed that the man himself had turned back into a human, wrapping his arms around you from behind. 

Your eyes suddenly went wide as you felt all of his skin on you. Turning around to make sure you weren’t making it up, your eyes went wide and you quickly turned back around to avoid looking at him. 

“Oh!” You gasped. 

“What's wrong?” Jungkook asked. 

“You're naked.” You said.

“That happens!” He smiled enthusiastically, leaning over you to come face to face with you. “Tokki, I'm happy you’re here.” Jungkook spoke softly, dropping his forehead to touch yours. “And so is my wolf.” He added with a grin. 

“I'm glad that you are.” You whispered, moving to place a hand on his cheek. “It's all I wanted for all of you.”

“I love you.” He whispered against your lips. 

No more what ifs would pass through your head. You knew where it was you wanted to be and it had to do with the boys. Whether they wanted to be here or in your world, you were going to follow them. You didn’t know about their past with other people who might have wanted to help them, but you were here in their present. That was all that mattered to you. 

You leaned in to give him a kiss, feeling his lips against yours. “I love you too.” You softly spoke. “Both of you.” You laughed, watching as his eyes beamed.

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[elliessub]

Sex Shop Shenanigans

Pairing: Ellie Williams x Fem!Reader

Summary: Your girlfriend, Ellie, told you she had a surprise for you.

Genre: Modern!AU, fluff

Warnings: Suggestive themes, Ellie is a cocky bastard, reader is a shy crybaby, sex toys, lingerie, implied to Ellie being rich af, Ellie has a dominant aura, cursing

Word count: 1.9k

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"Els, where are we going?" You asked, probably for the thousandth time but your girlfriend still wasn't saying anything, keeping a hand on your thigh as she drove you two somewhere. 

"You'll see baby, be patient." This was always her answer to the question. You huffed and turned away from her, crossing your arms and pouting so she knew you were upset. She glanced at you and gave a soft, deep chuckle, "Now don't be a pouty baby, you'll like it I promise."

You turned back to her, lips still pouty, the puppy dog eyes that usually work on your girlfriend were doing little to nothing to further your cause. Ellie glanced at you once more, telling you how cute you were before focusing back on the road.

After another 10 minutes of driving Ellie was pulling into a parking spot in front of a shop. Your eyes widened when you noticed what type of shop it was. She got out of the car, walking to your side and opening the door for you to get out. "We're here."

It was a sex shop.

Your cheeks heated up in embarrassment. You knew Ellie went to one of these shops from time to time, the sex toys in her penthouse that she loved using on you were evidence of that, but you yourself never went. 

Although you're not as innocent as some of your friends, and sometimes your girlfriend, thought you were, you do have sex toys at your place as well (okay one vibrator that you bought online that also made you blush madly when the delivery guy delivered it to you with smirk and an "Enjoy") but you've been curious about going to a sex shop, even though you never had the guts to go in one, especially not alone.

You felt Ellie’s presence behind you, her body so close to yours. You felt Ellie’s lips on your ear as she leaned in to whisper in it, "Surprise baby." 

The two of you began walking towards the door, your heart beating faster and faster the closer you got to it. Your mind was coming up with so many impossible scenarios of what could happen in there, like what if your grandparents were in there, even though you knew that wouldn't happen since they live 2 hours away, but your brain couldn't stop thinking of such scenarios.

"Let's go in, yeah?"

You only gave a nod in agreement and let her lead you in by the small of your back. The inside of the store was very organised, rows with various toys lined the shelves, the little signs above the rows indicating which types of toys were in which rows. Toys weren't the only thing in here, you could also see rows for lubricants and different types of condoms, you didn't even know they made ones with flavourings, and there was also a row for lingerie in the back. You also noticed how it wasn't really crowded, there were only two other people in there.

Ellie grabbed a basket that was by the door and pressed it into your hands, "Go nuts baby." She gave an encouraging smile while you took the basket giving your girlfriend a confused look.

"What do you mean?" Your voice was soft and quiet as you just noticed the smiling cashier behind the counter which you definitely accidentally ignored when she greeted you when you walked in.

Ellie tucked a strand of your hair behind your ear, giving you one of her loving smiles which she reserved just for you. "Get anything you want from here, anything you'd like for me to use on you or just anything you'd like to have for yourself. I'm treating you sweet girl." She gave you a kiss on the cheek and patted your butt for you to get going.

You were sure you'd combust from how hot you were feeling, both from the humiliation and from Ellie’s words. You took a few steps forward before turning around to look at Ellie who gave you an encouraging nod towards one of the rows.

You entered one which had a sign saying 'Vibrators' above it and immediately got surprised by how many different ones there seemed to be. From vibrators that looked like dildos to egg shaped ones to rechargeable wireless remote control ones. The one you had at home was pretty basic, a cute small pink one with a white head that vibrated and was battery operated. All of these seemed so advanced compared to your one.

You would be lying if you said your eyes didn't linger on the wireless remote controlled ones. It would be easier to charge one than to constantly buy batteries for your old one and the thought of Ellie using it on you, maybe even in public, was enough to get you to squirm in your spot in an attempt to press your legs together. You picked up a hot pink one from the shelf and put it in the basket.

You moved on to another row, one that had a bunch of strap on's in different colours and sizes. You sucked in a breath. You really enjoyed when Ellie introduced a strap in your sex life, you trusted her and she made you feel safe and so good with it if you're being honest, but you also felt bad that she never got any enjoyment out of it even if she always said her pleasure came from seeing your pleasure. You walked to the ones that were duo pleasure ones, that way your Ellie could also get some type of pleasure while fucking you. 

You gave a little squeal when you noticed it vibrates too, so double pleasure. "Oh that's why it's a duo pleasure." You said quietly to yourself before putting it in the basket as well.

Last row you wanted to visit was the one that said 'Games' above it. You were curious what type of games could be in a dirty store and you definitely weren't prepared as much as you thought. Sex dice with positions, a game of truth or strip? Oh, like truth or dare but with stripping. You giggled once you saw bells that were called Ring For Sex, there were also board games with spinners and figurines. You picked the position dice packet, turning it over in your hands to see what sort of positions there were.

"What'cha got there baby?" You felt Ellie snake her arms around your waist, pulling you into her body. You turned around and gave her a sweet smile that made her smile down at you.

"Just got these dice, seeing what they're offering." She took the dice from your hands, examining it the same way you just have.

"I think these will be pretty fun for us to do sweet girl." She placed the dice in the basket and picked up the other two things you got, you immediately felt heat rising to your cheeks. Ellie gave you a smirk when she noticed the wireless vibrator you chose, putting it back with the dice. She then held the strap next to her head, "Baby, what's this?"

"Uh, well it's a strap on." You avoided her gaze.

Ellie chuckled, taking a step towards you, "I know it's a strap pretty, but why is it the duo pleasure one?"

You whined, hugging her waist and hiding your face in her chest, mumbling something in it.

"What was that babe? Speak up."

You put your chin on her chest and glanced up at her, "Wanted you to get pleasure too."

She cooed, bringing her free hand to pet your head, her tone was low and gentle how it usually was when she talked to you, "Babygirl, how many times have I told you I get pleasure from seeing you get it?" It wasn't a real question and you knew it, yet you couldn't stop yourself from answering her.

"But I feel bad Els!" The corner of your eyes started getting teary, "You always make me feel so good and I never do anything to repay you." You buried your face in her chest once more so she didn't see you when your tears inevitably started rolling down your cheeks. She took the basket from you as you latched yourself onto her like a koala the moment it was in her hands and shushed you while rubbing your back in a comforting manner.

She tried moving away to let her see you but that only made you whine once more and hug her more tightly, "Come now my little crybaby, look at me." She hooked her finger under your chin and lifted your head so you were looking at her. Your eyes were red and cheek smeared with tears when made her coo once more. 

"My sweet baby just wants to make me feel good too, huh?" You nodded meekly as she kissed your tears away from your cheeks. That made you smile a little, she always knew how to make you feel better. Ellie lovingly caressed your wet cheek, "How about we go and pay for this pretty baby, hmm?"

You nodded and let her lead you back to the register where the cashier was, smiling at you two. You hid yourself behind your girlfriend's back, not wanting the cashier to think you were a baby for crying, even though you knew Ellie would immediately attack anyone that tried saying anything bad about you, you also wouldn't admit to yourself that you were feeling a bit shy from the items in the basket. Ellie pulled out her card, paid for the things and pulled you outside back towards her car. 

She opened the door for you once more, helped buckle you up and got into the driver seat, but before she turned the car on she reached back to the backseats and tugged a bag in the front, plopping it into your lap.

"What's this?" You asked softly, opening the bag and reaching inside to see what's hidden in it. You pulled out maroon coloured lingerie making you squeak in surprise. The panties were crotchless, the hole where your pussy's supposed to be making you instantly blush. The panties also had some silk material that was supposed to cover the hole and could be pulled to the sides, exactly like a curtain would. 

You glanced at Ellie to see she was already staring at you, observing your reaction. She wet her lips with her tongue while maintaining eye contact. You didn't know if she did that on purpose or if it was a subconscious act, but you did know it turned you on. Maybe more than you'd like to admit.

Clearing your throat you put the panties back and picked up the other article of clothing that was inside the bag. The new article made you bulge your eyes out. Eyes darting towards Ellie once more to see she wore a slight smirk on her face, body laid back in the seat and legs slightly spread, elbow on the window platform, fingers rubbing her chin and watching you like a hawk.

You swallowed thickly before turning the matching maroon bra she picked out for you, it was very pretty you had to admit. But what made you bulge your eyes out was the breast cups, maroon lace that was see through and very soft under your fingers as they grazed over the cups.

"Els," you were sweating, you hate to admit how turned on this was making you, "w-what's all this?"

She leaned towards you, "One more gift for you sweetheart. Now c'mon, let's go back home so I can see how pretty you look in this." She turned the car on, pulling out of the parking spot.

"Plus, we gotta break in those new toys of yours."

[navybrat817]

Alpine: The hell you will 🤣😂

Interference

Pairing: Roommate!Bucky Barnes x Female Reader

Summary: Alpine gives her opinion on a discussion you have with Bucky.

Word Count: A little over 1k.

Warnings: Fluff, humor, mentions of sex, Alpine being the best cat, roommate!Bucky Barnes (he’s a warning, okay?)

A/N: This was too funny and cute not to do something with! Not beta read and written on my phone, so any and all mistakes are my own. Banner by yours truly. Please follow @navybrat817-sideblog for new fics and notifications. Please reblog or comment as it means the world!

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"What would you think about getting another pet?" you asked as you washed your coffee mug. When you moved in awhile back, you had no intention of bringing in a pet and disrupting the routine Bucky and Alpine had. It was something that had been on your mind recently though, and it would bother you until you asked. "And, no, I haven't already bought one."

"You wanna get another pet?" Bucky replied.

"That's not an answer," you teased over your shoulder.

The brunette leaned his hip against the counter as you tried not to stare. You were not going to let your shirtless hunk of a boyfriend distract you from discussing this. Even if he was wearing those gray sweatpants. "I guess it depends. I don't think I should be the one answering the question."

You picked up on what he meant quickly. "I wouldn't bring in another animal who didn't get along with Alpine. This is her home."

"And yours," Bucky reminded you, leaning forward to take the mug from your hand. "Any particular reason why you want another pet?"

"Maybe I want Al to have a little partner-in-crime. I mean, I know she's still your partner-in-crime, but I kind of am, too," you said nonchalantly, opening the drawer beside the sink. "I mean, don't you ever wonder if she gets lonely when we're not here?"

Your boyfriend smiled at you as you took out the box of toothpicks and grabbed a few. It was no secret that you adored his cat. She was your little buddy and protector. "You trying to find her a new partner-in-crime or a boyfriend?"

"Either. Or both. She deserves love, too, Stud," you winked, snatching the mug back from him and bending over to set it on the ground.

"You just washed that. But if you don't mind staying in that position, I-

"I'll wash it again and then you can take me back to bed," you gently cut him off, straightening up to walk to the other end of the room as Alpine walked in. "Hey. We were just talking about you."

Bucky smiled wider when you sat down on the ground, the cat brushing against your thigh with a soft purr. "My two favorite girls."

"I thought that's what you called my boobs," you smiled, your heart skipping a beat when he chuckled.

The nose scrunch gets me every single time.

"Also my favorite," he smirked, glancing at the mug with a raised eyebrow. "But what exactly are you doing? Besides bending over in front of me to tease me."

"That's not what I was doing."

Not entirely.

"Then what are you doing?"

"Deciding on if we should look at another cat or if we should look at a dog."

"You know, Steve is basically a human golden retriever," Bucky joked as you held up a toothpick.

"He doesn't live here," you giggled, taking aim. "Should we get a dog?"

You brought your hand back slightly before you moved it forward, watching as the tiny piece of wood went across the room. You let out a happy shriek as it landed in the mug, pumping your arms in victory. "Did you see that?! I couldn't do that again if I tried!"

"I saw, doll. Good job," Bucky chuckled as Alpine darted across the room. "Al, what are you doing?"

Your boyfriend's laughter increased in volume as his cat plucked the toothpick out of the mug with her teeth.

"Al, that's cheating!" you said, unable to hold back your own laughter as she went to Bucky and dropped it at his feet.

"Meow."

"The dog wouldn't replace you. It's so you can have another buddy around here," you explained through your giggles.

"Meow."

"Okay, okay. Maybe a dog was a bad idea, but what about another cat?"

Alpine flicked her tail as she regarded you.

"Um. A boy cat?" you questioned, holding up another toothpick.

I say it like she can understand me, but she totally can.

Before you had a chance to throw it, Alpine silently rushed back to you and grabbed it with her mouth. You thought Bucky was going to collapse from laughter as the slender white ball of fur walked back to the mug and dropped it in. You wished you would've recorded it.

"Aww, Smartie was right. You want a boyfriend," Bucky smiled once his laughter died down, crouching down to pick up Alpine. "Not sure I'm ready for that. Who would be good enough for my girl?"

Your heart skipped a beat again. He was so loving toward you and everyone else he cared for. You wondered if it would ever extend to a family of your own.

How could it not? He has so much love to give.

"What's that look for?" Bucky asked.

You shook your head a little. That was a discussion for another day. "Nothing. Just wish I had recorded it."

He gazed at you, as if he was trying to read your mind. He nodded after a few seconds when you didn't cave under his stare. "I saw it, so I know it happened."

"So, you saw the wood go in the hole," you said innocently, pushing yourself up and stretching as you sauntered toward him, setting the remaining toothpicks on the counter.

Discussion is over for now, so he's welcome to distract me from whatever else we have going on.

Bucky licked his lower lip as his eyes darkened. "If you're talking about wood going into a hole, I got a-"

Alpine jumped from Bucky's arms with a high-pitched meow, narrowly missing you and bolting from the room. You stared at your boyfriend before the two of you burst into laughter all over again. You lived for these happy moments.

"It's confirmed," you said breathlessly, not resisting when Bucky put his hands on your hips and pulled you against him. "She really does understand us."

"She does," he smiled, brushing his lips against yours. "And I don't think she'll be bothering us for the rest of the day."

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More Stud and Smartie soon. Love and thanks! ❤️

[apenguinbird]

Animal familiars in NRC: Ignihyde and Diasomnia edition.

(A continuation of this, this and this)

Ignihyde

Idia: Dog

Dang it, he wanted a cat. 

Still, he recognizes dogs are cute.

Let’s call him Cerberus for now. I think it would be a dog breed like a Cretan Hound, Greek Harehound, Molossus of Epirus, all big dog breeds from Greece.

Cerberus is very loyal to Idia and loves to sit by his side when he is playing games.

Scary dog privileges heck yeah. Idia hopes it will keep the extroverted students away from him (spoiler: It doesn’t work)

When working at STYX Cerberus works as a guard dog, not really necessary but Idia likes the feeling.

Cerberus is one of the few reasons why he goes out and takes him on walks. Although Ortho is usually the one taking him out, for Idia’s safety, the last time Cerberus basically dragged him across campus.

Makes memes with his dog.

“Oh Cerberus, we're really in it now.” 

Ortho

(Light spoilers for chapter 6, nothing mentioned though)

Unfortunately, Ortho is not able to have a familiar in the traditional way.

He loves Cerberus though!

Usually the one in charge of taking him on walks.

Cerberus is so careful around Ortho even though he is made out of metal.

Ortho has millions of files about taking good care of dogs.

Idia is/was planning on building a familiar for Ortho but the idea makes him sad.

Diasomnia.

One of the best examples of how the bond between mages and familiars works. Some familiars can become really really old.

Silver: Snow Owl

(Reference for chapter 7)

Yeah.

Honestly Silver was probably the youngest when it came to finding his familiar, with the number of animals close to him it was predictable.

He took a nap somewhere and woke up with the owl looking at him.

Lilia felt happy for Silver, although he felt like life was being a bit passive-aggressive with him.

If Silver is sleeping his familiar is somewhere watching over him.

Silver uses the owl to look for Malleus when the latter is nowhere to be found.

Special alarm, aka the familiar will peck Silver until he wakes up.

Sebek: Hawk

The perfect look for a knight, Sebek likes the respectable image they have going on.

LOUD DUO.

“WAKA-SAMA!” *hawk noises.*

Sebek is training it to attack people. Plus he trains with silver to use their familiar as trackers.

One time Sabek almost hits him with a lightning bolt and has been apologizing ever since.

The hawk once sat in one of Malleus’ horns which he found amusing, Sebek not so much.

Lilia: Bat

I know it was a really obvious choice but it was the best one for Lilia.

Same energy. Let me tell you that bat is old.

“Aren’t we cute?”

They both like to hang from the ceiling.

Silver’s babysitter was back when he was a kid. From making sure baby Silver was safe while Lilia was busy and/or adapting to parenthood, making sure he was safe in the woods as a kid, up to this day it makes sure Silver fell asleep somewhere safe.

Has saved the young one from Lilia’s cooking, the reason why sometimes Lilia finds kitchen ingredients or tools gone missing, is for a greater cause.

Will screech to get your attention.

Has had to drag Lilia by the ear to bed when he stays up too much time.

He and Lilia enjoy having tomato juice together.

Sometimes he joins Lilia in the music club, it doesn’t sound great but it is the passion that counts.

Malleus: Crow

A bit of an odd case because Malleus passed centuries without a familiar, they found each other rather recently.

He finds it rather interesting how it fits the story of the Witch of Thorns and her crow companion.

Malleus can and will tell you a lecture on what makes ravens and crows different creatures.

A good company, a bit of a one side conversation but the two look happy in the process.

“And that’s why gargoyles are often carved out of marble or stone and are attached to buildings.” “Caw.” “Interesting indeed.”

Malleus’ grandmother has a crow familiar too, maybe it’s a Draconia thing.

His familiar also enjoys old builds and statues which Malleus finds endearing.

Sometimes the crow disappears and reappears at random times. Malleus will never admit it but he’s rather bitter at the idea of not being invited.

Loves shiny things and has a nest of things it has collected around the school.

No, the crow doesn’t sit on Mallues’ horns but sometimes you can find it on his shoulder.

That crow is in the top 5 of those who Sebek respects.

The most respected and feared bird in all of the school. Some students are sure there must be something fishy with that bird.

[galaxyfever]

❥ everything is about you and I

Suna Rintaro x gn!reader (assuming your height is shorter than Suna's)

your guys' relationship from the eyes of others.

a/n: this is kinda cringe ig but it has been in my drafts for so long i had to get this out.

"You’re like a fine wine. The more of you I drink in, the better I feel."

Kita observed.

He observed as Suna furrowed his brows, "What's taking them so long? I knew I should've gone with them."

Atsumu scoffed, "Well, y're the one who said 'I'm not paying for these hungry gorillas.'"

Suna rolled his eyes, "And I stand by it. I don't want to empty my wallet on you guys."

Atsumu dramatically gasped, "That is so mean-"

"We're back!"

You and Osamu hand the guys their respective onigiri they ordered as you mockingly pouted at Suna, "Aw, sorry Rin-tan, we forgot about yours- OUCH! SORRY! Geez, learn to handle a joke, Rin."

He took a big bite as he shrugged, "I'll learn it after I've extinguished my hunger"

You rolled your eyes, but not wanting to provoke him even further, you latched onto his arm instead, "It's so cold~"

A small smirk came on Suna's lips as he looked down on you, "Then stop dressing like a thot."

Your eyes widened as you scoffed, clearly offended, "We both clearly know who is the thot in this relationship."

Kita slightly furrowed his brows as he whispered, "What's a thot?"

Osamu let out a disappointed sigh, "Please don't say that word ever again, Kita-san."

Kita continued to observe as despite the bickering between the two of you, Suna shared his onigiri as you did the same, continuing to talk about garden hoes and female dogs (?)

Suna makes another condescending remark as everyone bursts out laughing, but you had a sheepish smile on your face as you looked up at him, "Wait- sorry, I didn't get it, Rin."

And even Kita can feel the love radiating from Suna when he playfully rolls his eyes and explained the joke. He practically had heart eyes as you paused for a second, before bursting out laughing, clutching his arm so you don't fall over.

Yes.

Suna was in love.

Osamu observed.

He observed as Suna frowned, scrolling through his phone, "Um... Can I be excused for a moment?"

Their coach furrowed his brows, "For what?"

Suna inhaled as he rubbed his nape, "My cat is hospitalized because she is depressed. I want to cry. Alone."

Atsumu's eyes slightly widened, "Aw, man, I'm so sorry. Do ya want a hug? I didn't even know that ya had a cat-"

Suna just smiled and patted his shoulder, walking past him, "No."

Atsumu nodded to himself, clearly dejected, "Okay."

Osamu sighed and bowed to the coach, "I'll go and see if he is alright."

He stepped outside the gym, almost calling out to Suna before he saw you crashing into him, wrapping him in, what Osamu assumed, a bone-crushing hug.

Oh.

So, you were the cat.

A cat who was bawling their eyes out.

Suna caressed your head, "Shh, it's going to be alright. I'm here now. Let's go somewhere else"

Okay, long story short, as the president of the anime club, you proposed an idea for your club to the presidential board of your school, who completely derogated your idea, also belittled and made fun of you.

Now, if it was any other day with some other people, you would've roasted and chewed them then and there, but it was the presidential board, and your club was on the line, so... here we are.

"I don't know why it's getting to me but I just-"

Your own sob interrupts you as Suna clicked his tongue, "I told you they were gonna be brutal."

You sniffed as more tears rolled down your cheeks, "But I- I just wanted to- I'm sorry... If i have said something, they would've surely done something with the club."

He sighed, "Come here you big baby," he wrapped his arms around you and patted your head, "Don't be sorry, you have no reason to. But you have to understand that not everyone is going to swoon over your cute self like they should, some people are just gonna be mean without any reason. It depends on you how you decide to deal with them. Now, if you've calm down, we'll go beat them up."

You let out a small laugh, "Is this how you decide to deal with them?"

He pouted and wiped away your tears, "Well, if they are gonna hurt my baby, I'm gonna hurt them back."

And even Osamu could feel the love radiating off of you, as you started at Suna with heart eyes, as he rambled on and on with ideas about how he could get away with murdering people.

Yep.

You were definitely in love.

Aran observed.

He observed as you were shifting on your heels, humming and scrolling through your phone with one hand, and fidgeting with the strap of your bag with the other.

You waved at him as he walked over to you, "Hey, practice over already?"

He nodded, "Yeah, Suna's showering, will be out in 5."

You smiled, "Cool. Did Osamu leave?"

He shook his head, "Nah, he is still in there. Why?"

Sheepishly grinning, you batted your eyelashes, "I need to pay him, owe him for a meal."

"Oh, you owe a lot of-

You shushed him, "We don't talk about my crippling poor self. Let's talk about something else. Your tournament is next to next month right?"

Rolling his eyes, he nodded, "Yeah. But first, we need to pass our tests or we won't get to play."

You gasped in realization, "Great, I can score a study date with Rin, and I also know it's a stress reliever for him too," you fiddled with the strap of your bag, "well I know that Rin is not one stress over things like this but he is only human, and I have to complete our date quota before your practice gets severe as well, or I'll go crazy from the lack of attention."

"What are you guys talking about?" Suna sang as he slung his arm around your shoulder

You furrowed your brows and sniffed, "Wait Rin- Is that my bodywash?"

He shrugged, "I like the lavender smell."

"No, Rin! You know i don't like sharing body products!" Whining, you tried to pull away from him as he rolled his eyes, "Sharing is caring, do i have to teach you basic manners?"

You scoffed, "Manners? You're gonna teach me about manners? I bet you’re a slut who showers naked anyways."

Aran sighed and turned on his heels, spotting Kita as he jogged to him to go home together.

You guys were weird, and your comebacks were even worse.

Yeah.

Aran has never felt as single as of right now.

Atsumu observed.

He observed as Suna's eyes started searching the crowd as soon as they won the match.

Atsumu knew he was looking for you, but you were nowhere to be found.

Suna tch-ed in annoyance as Atsumu chuckled, "We have to thank the cheering squad."

Usually, every time Suna scored a point, his eyes searched for your's and happiness filled him as he matches your excited grin.

But,

this whole match was so intense, he couldn't help but feel guilty for not looking for you then and there.

You didn't join them when they offered you a ride, saying that you had to do something. He assumed you were gonna buy flowers to 'surprise' him, but...

Did you even come to this match?

Were you late?

Or were you busy elsewhere?

Atsumu rolled his eyes as he shook the shoulder of a zoned-out Suna, "Bow."

They all turned around after bowing to the crowd as Suna immediately spotted you near the gate, clearly out of breath.

He waved at you as you quickly waddled to him.

With a slight pout on your face, you handed him a bouquet of Daffodils with a kiss on the cheek, "Congratulations..."

Suna slipped an arm around your waist, "Daffodils?"

Your brows furrowed, "I thought these are called Narcissus?"

"It's the same thing."

"Google said they represent good luck, I was supposed to give you this before the match but I got stuck in traffic and missed the whole first set! I'm sorry..."

He rolled his eyes, "That's why I told you to come with us."

You furrowed your brows, "But I wanted to surprise you with flowers..."

He sighed and planted a kiss on your forehead, "Y/n, it's the 5th time. It's not a surprise anymore."

You just huffed and handed Atsumu your phone, "Can we do a different pose this time?"

Suna shook his head and pulled you closer, squishing your cheeks with his other hand, "Nope."

You just rolled your eyes and held up a peace sign as Atsumu laughed, "You look like an old married couple."

And Atsumu couldn't shut up about how cute you both looked with wide eyes and red cheeks in that photo.

In the end, he was in a dilemma.

Would he be attending the wedding from your side or Suna's?

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