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how soon is now? | part two

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♡: hallway crush!ellie x uni student!reader

☆: the long-awaited second part of this godforsaken fic (lawd she’s given me trouble). appreciate y'all's patience as always, i'm a chronic procrastinator and perfectionist but what can i do. after this, i'm gonna take a break from this series. not saying i'll never write more, but wanna work on some other stuff for a while. thank you for reading! pretty please don’t hate me or show up at my house waving torches and pitchforks for this ending ok luv u gays in my phone. + a big thank you to @total-dxmure for helping me w/ some ideas for the last little bit!

♧:5.7k word count (lawd)

◇: sfw! miscommunication (sawry). fluffy moments, angst lowkey…both of yall cry at one point or another, reader has anxiety in the last chunk. modern au but joel isn’t alive in this, and they discuss it. maybe some rushed points here and there, i’m not really the proudest of this but needed to finish it anyway. potentially horrendous pacing but ok i think that’s all? idfk i may give y’all a little epilogue eventually, but don't dwell on it for the time being!

4 months later

Your friendship with Ellie was evolving wonderfully. You two were studying together frequently, and both your grades in the ghastly astrophysics class increased exponentially. Although that wasn't the only thing that was increasing at a rate too fast to fathom. Your crush on her. It was ripping you apart like wildfire, Ellie was proving herself to be such a wonderful person inside and out, and you were slowly but surely nearing your limit of how much it could build before you burst. A movie spin off of the Savage Starlight series had come to streaming, and Ellie had invited you to her place for a movie night so you two could watch it and discuss if it was a faithful entry in your beloved series or not.

Dressed in some comfortable pjs and armed with snacks of all kinds, your favorites as well as hers, the time had come and you were at her door. You straighten your posture and put your hair back in place, must look presentable, then knock, knock, knock.

You could hear some faint shuffling behind the door, then a few thudding steps until she opened it for you. She was dressed in an old, worn Nirvana tee, and red checkered pajama pants, damn she looked good, even when she was dressed with less effort than usual.

Ellie looked so pleased to see you, leaning on the doorframe. Why did she have to look so good all the time? “Hi! I’m so glad you came, ooh this is gonna be so fun.” She invited you in and took the snacks from your arms and placed them inside her room. “Oh yeah, I also put up some decor too so we can get into the Savage Starlight spirit.” Her eyes were wide and twinkling and when she stepped aside to let you see, she really had made her room so welcoming and comfortable.

The lights were all off save for LEDs around the room’s perimeter set to a dreamy violet hue, sparkly fairy lights draped around the frame of her bed which was set up so cozily. Her laptop propped up on a pillow, the sheets arranged in a nest-like formation with two spaces for each of you. She even had a few dinosaur stuffed animals placed in a row so they could watch too.

You were so flattered she'd do that and make the atmosphere so nice for the two of you, you could just tackle her in a hug and never let go.

The thing is you were scared she'd perceive that as weird and you didn't feel like dying of embarrassment, not today at the very least. Save that for another day, maybe. Oh, how you wanted to squeeze her so bad. Your imagination had to do for now.

She was standing there so proud of how she arranged her room into a mini theater, and you beamed at her, silently thanking her for making it so dim so she couldn't see your flustered expression in full.

“Ellie this is amazing!!” “You like it?!? These stupid lights kept on falling off but since this is an important occasion for us both I didn't give up. All for our love, Daniela.” She manipulated her voice and waved in the air with two fists, closed her eyes and put her hand over her heart, just being as dorky as ever.

Oh gosh, hopefully it wasn't going to be awkward. Sure, the two of you had grown to be great friends, but were you that close to be just, relaxing in her bed together? As long as your imagination didn't run too wild and you didn't overthink anything, it was going to be a fun time. Just two pals watching their favorite series, nothing more, nothing less.

She threw herself in the mess of comforters with a grunt, and saw you were hesitating. She patted the empty space next to her so you'd join her and the movie night could begin. “C’mere, don't be shy.” Well, no shit you were going to be shy. Suck it up.

You crawled in next to her, unable to look her in the eyes, while she got everything ready and rubbed her hands together excitedly. “Man, if they do our girl dirty, we’re gonna have to give someone a knuckle sandwich, you with me?” Her jokes and easy going vibes always made her so fun to be around, but unfortunately for you, you fell harder for her every time. “Yeah, Ellie. A knuckle sandwich for all of them.” You retorted with a chuckle. Once both of you were settled, she pressed play and so it began.

As the movie played, the two of you laughed and debated every plot twist, cursing the directors for not portraying your queen Daniela how she deserves, and snacked on candy until your stomachs hurt. It was going so well, the friendly hang out both of you needed after so many responsibilities in life. An escape. Occasionally sneaking peeks Ellie’s way, she was just so marvelously pretty. The shadows dancing on her features, illuminating her side profile perfectly, her long eyelashes and button nose, who wouldn't get lost in admiring her?

Of course you could never fully relax around her, or forget the crush no matter how hard you tried to push it down and just be friends. Every time she shifted next to you in the bed you felt your heart seize and the butterflies in your stomach turn into hornets. At this rate, they were going to turn into whole birds for fuck’s sake.

Nearing the end of the movie, the two of you were so invested, so captivated in the events, totally spellbound.

But then the film took a more emotional turn that wasn't in the comics. Daniela and her father had an absolutely vicious argument which left the two of you speechless watching it, which luckily got quickly resolved right after the two characters had a near-death experience together.

You weren't one to get emotional over silly, trivial things like fiction, but the way they showed this entire sequence was nothing short of heart-wrenching. You snatched up one of Ellie's patterned pillows and hugged it tightly to your chest, because cuddling her would have been much too bold for the likes of you. But what you’d give to do that instead.

Seems you were not the only one touched by the scene, as you began to hear some light sniffling from next to you. Looking over at Ellie made your heart break further into a million pieces. She looked lost in thought with thin lines of tears streaming down her plump, freckled cheeks.

You froze for a moment, not knowing the limits of your relationship with her and how you could comfort her best. So you cleared your throat and mumbled, “That was so sad…” You watched as she avoided your gaze and wiped at her face with the collar of her t-shirt, “Yeah, this kind of stuff hits me, feels a little personal y’know.” She has never opened up to you about her struggles before, in the short time you’ve known and gotten close with Ellie, it always seemed like she was there to help you out, not the other way around. This could be your chance to show her that you are there for her as well, and that she can always count on you.

Being curious but at the same time not wishing to pry too much into her private affairs, you quietly asked with the most gentle tone of voice you could muster,” You don’t have to, but I’m here if you ever wanna talk about it, Ellie.” You watched her out of the corner of your eye, anticipating however she reacts.

She stayed quiet for a beat before sighing deeply, and whispered, “We were having a fun time, I really don't wanna be a burden.” Her voice quivered, heavy with emotion, what could possibly be troubling her this much? You wanted to take all her pain and bear it yourself, she didn't deserve any sort of misfortune ever.

“You can tell me, don’t worry about anything, okay? I just want you to be all good.” You were comforting her so smoothly, putting her needs and well-being first as if it was always second nature, as if you two have known each other many lifetimes over, two souls meant to float together through the journey of life. Well okay, that was probably a bit much.

There were a few more seconds of silence as you let the question ring in the air, not wanting to press and jeopardize your cherished friendship with her.

You continue observing her, almost seeing the gears turning in her mind, the scales of reason tipping to one side then another, as she contemplates whether it’s worth spilling. Eventually, she does.

She roughly rubs her face then pauses the film playing on her laptop, sighs and huffs, before beginning to speak her story, all while looking away from you.

“Okay I don’t like to talk about this kind of stuff, but I trust you. A whole lot.” Your heart fluttered and face heated up at her comment, but you ignored it because there was something much more important on the table now. She continues, speaking quietly but quickly to get it over with.

“So, when I was a kid, I was an orphan and to be honest I don’t really remember my early childhood much at all, but when I was 14 my adoptive dad, Joel, took me in. And it’s been just us since then.” She stops to take a breath, then resumes reluctantly. “And well, we’ve had a pretty rocky relationship for a good chunk of these years, I never knew how to express my gratitude to him, y’know, for basically saving my life, numerous times at that. He was always my rock, and I appreciate him every day. He taught me so many things, and I don’t know what I would’ve done if he hadn’t come around. I was pretty hard to deal with back then.” She reminisces with an exhale of air, and you see her eyes refill with tears. “But I’m really bad at expressing that, and will kinda, lash out I guess when I’m met with kindness or tricky situations.”

You nod, listening patiently, and place your hand on her shoulder ever so gently, as a result making her raise her head to give you a small smile.

Ellie chuckled deeply, it almost sounded forced, then started to slowly wrap up her story. “And it seems that scene kinda hit me, because the wounds are still raw, or whatever.”

She sniffles again but doesn't respond, so you delicately inquire, “What do you mean?”

“He died last year.” Oof.

“Oh my, Ellie, I’m so sorry, are you-” She interrupts your condolences. “No need for that, I’m fine. Well, taking it day by day y’know. In the beginning it was really tough, I was angry at everything but most at myself for being such a jerk, and now I can't turn back time and tell him all I wanted to.” While you take a moment to think about what to say, she hums to herself and remarks, “That actually felt good to get off my chest, I haven't told anyone about it.” She lowers her voice so it’s barely a whisper. “Didn't have who to tell.”

“Sure you're okay? I'm always here for you.” You find your voice back to soothe her some more, to which she smiles at you again, only this time it actually seems genuine. There's definitely a lot of pain behind it, but the relief that she doesn't have to deal with the burden alone was evident on her face.

“Yeah, thanks. I guess I hadn’t processed anything, and that part of the movie made it all come out, damn I hate emotions sometimes. But I appreciate you being here for me. You're really easy to talk to, and I feel better now.”

And you would've never in a trillion years anticipated what her next move was going to be, you were so caught off guard, the realization lagged and it didn't immediately register.

She moved to sit on her knees in front of you, then threw her arms around your torso in a tight embrace. She hugged you. Clutched you so firmly against her own body, her strong hands landing in the middle of your back, where she rubbed in a circle. She smelled so nice, and was as warm as one of her heated stuffed animals.

Due to the surprising nature of the motion you let out a dumbfounded gasp, then returned the hug allowing yourself to rest your head on her shoulder. You wanted to stay like this forever, until the end of time, it felt nicer than you could've ever imagined.

The thought crossed your mind that she could feel the buzz pulsating through your body, you swore your heart was slamming against your ribcage so hard it was going to grow wings and simply fly right out of your chest, and join hands with hers.

While you were occupied with the way she felt against you, so close like this, chest against chest, and how your cheeks blazed with an inferno hotter than a thousand suns, you heard her grumble against your ear. “Not gonna make that same mistake again, and from now on, I'm gonna tell the people I appreciate just how much they matter to me.”

You were much too stunned to speak, but she wasn't. “So thank you again.” She finishes her little speech and pulls away first, but not before giving you one last big squeeze and letting out a noise of contentment as she does so, then shuffles over to her previous spot in the bed.

Not taking notice of the way you were at a loss for words, or about to set the room on fire with how flustered her actions made you. Her obliviousness was a common theme, it seemed. She clears her throat and claps, grabbing some more candy for herself, then says happily, “We still got the rest of the movie left, then we can do whatever after. I really wanna know how this ends.”

Naturally, your head is spinning, but you were too caught up in your thoughts to continue paying attention to the movie as much as you were before.

You felt awful for her, yet somehow, felt as if your crush on her had quadrupled in size yet again. You saw through the guard she put up, she broke down those walls and opened up to you. You were honored she trusted you so much, and only hoped that would never change. That, coupled with how remarkably good hugs she gave, has led you to the realization that you were properly in love now, things had gotten real. This was trouble. You vowed to always be there for her for whatever she could ever need, you'd drop everything to teleport by her side if you could.

Goodness, what were you possibly going to do now, instead of giving you the ick, or helping you with the task of getting rid of that stupid infatuation you were so plagued by, every experience felt like a deliberate ploy to just make you fall even further for her. You couldn't help but wonder just how much love a person can feel for someone, because it only continued to grow.

A couple days later.

Sitting in the cozy campus cafe, you were revising all your coursework. It was giving you a massive headache, but the warm and hazy lighting aided it a touch. The walls had cute plastic vines crawling up and down, and even though there was chatter all around you from the other patrons, it wasn't a distraction and in fact acted as some sort of white noise, everyone was talking in a nicely muted tone, it all blended to create the perfect ambience.

You waved down the waitress to get yet another cup of coffee, your third one of the night, that’s healthy, before trying to resume with your aggravating studies.

To your dismay, you've used up all your brain power for the evening, and could not force yourself to continue no matter how hard you tried. Maybe a few moments of peaceful people-watching would get you back on track?

You sip on the hot drink, then lean back against the comfortable booth seat to begin scanning around.

In one corner directly on the opposite side of where you were sitting, there was an elderly couple. They looked so in love, dressed in matching outfits, feeding each other as they shared a dessert, holding hands and conversing with a hushed tone, nodding and looking into each other's twinkling eyes. So cute, you hoped that was going to be you in the future.

Moving your line of sight to watch beside the couple, there was another student, their books and computer were scattered across the wooden table, piles of pens and pencil cases near falling over. They seemed to have fallen asleep, unmoving with their head laid tiredly across their crossed arms. The sight made you chuckle out of familiarity, you really felt for them, studies were hard.

But then a sound caught your attention. A bright, husky giggle fought its way over the ambience, reminiscent of a certain someone.

Your heart jumped, your ears perked up and you immediately became insistent on scouting her out among the patrons, this was a necessary mission.

Feeling highly nervous and antsy, you try to drown out the noise and focus on where she could be, and quickly enough, you find her.

Ellie in her natural habitat, she was so mesmerizing. Sitting far away from you where you could get a good view and hear snippets of conversation if you focused hard enough, but not close enough where she would notice your shameless gawking. She was sitting with a group of a handful of her friends, who all appeared to be gossiping and laughing with each other, you couldn't tear your eyes away.

Her smile was gorgeous, and you knew that, but there was something about just being a spectator which fascinated you, you could stare at her all day. Her energy lit up the entire room, and made your heart race.

Snapping out of your trance and trying to not be so obvious with your staring, you tried to look occupied, tried reorganizing your notes while still keeping an ear out to listen. Occasionally glancing over as well. Yes, it's true that eavesdropping is wrong, but you couldn't help yourself. Anyone would do the same, right?

The group's passionate discussion was making you extremely curious however, and you strained to hear what they were talking about. Among the muffled chatter, you heard a woman’s voice say the word crush, then an outburst of laughter, the loudest guffaw from Ellie herself.

You felt the budding panic start to form in your chest momentarily, but swallowed the lump forming in your throat and took a sharp intake of breath to calm yourself at once. They could be talking about anything, there's no need to jump to conclusions just yet. Fumbling around your bag for your headphones to listen to some of the song recommendations Ellie had given you, you’re led to discover that they are, in fact, dead. Of course.

Despite any and all wishes to stop eavesdropping on them and mind your own business and abide by what they say, ignorance is bliss, you simply couldn't. She was too damn captivating. Like a painting in a museum, like a statue at a town’s center, one that people stopped in their tracks to admire.

The way her eyes sparkled and gleamed under the warm lighting, her cheeks tinted a faint rosy hue from the exertion of laughing so hard, her sweet smile. She was too perfect. God, you hated crushes, being infatuated with someone to this degree couldn't be healthy. But what could you do? Just look at this angel.

Fidgeting nervously while still being entranced by the group of friends, you heard a man’s voice say the words “there’s no way”, followed by Ellie howling even harder than she had the whole time you've been watching them, and punch him forcefully on the shoulder.

The curiosity was going to swallow you whole, it was like a car crash you couldn't look away from. You felt your palms begin to tremble and sweat with worry, and anxious assumptions of all kinds running through your mind, were they talking about you? No, they couldn't be, you're just overthinking it. Relax, relax, relax.

You tried your hardest to control your breathing and soothe your spinning mind so you wouldn't spiral, until you heard something that absolutely shook you to your core.

The same woman from before, not Ellie, in a highly teasing tone of voice said your name.

You felt frozen, this couldn't be happening. All your worst fears were coming true at this very moment. You had to get out of there right away, this was too much to bear. Curiosity really did kill the cat didn't it, you wished you didn't comply with the morbid desire to know everything.

Panic-stricken like a deer in headlights, near hyperventilating at this point, the final straw was all three of them erupting into laughter simultaneously, with Ellie through gasps, going "oh come onnnn”.

Yeah that was it. Hot tears started pricking your eyes and you vigorously blinked them away before they started streaming down your face, as if you needed to be humiliated even more. You felt sadded, torn apart, betrayed. Sick to your stomach too. This time, for once, you really thought you had something going for you. From your perspective, albeit through rose-colored glasses, you were convinced she was being genuine with you all this time. How could you not be?

The late night study sessions, the air thick with tension, the conversations draped in a sleep-deprived haze, the walks to class together, the first fated interaction, the looks you two shared from across the huge lecture hall; the looks where you two just knew when to share a glance, was all of that fake? Was she leading you on purposefully because her friends thought it was funny, that you were a joke?

The tears threatened to spill and your stomach twisted painfully with the world-shattering realizations you were just served with, and you angrily shoved your belongings in your bag.

You were too caught up in your panicked frenzy to notice how disruptive you were actually being, your textbooks thumping and keychains jingling, but frankly didn't care enough to meet the numerous pairs of eyes observing your misfortune. Who could blame you, your whole world and everything you've known just crumbled before you.

You slung your bag over your shoulder noisily as a choked sob made its way up your throat, then speed-walked out of that cafe. You were never going to be able to go in there again unfortunately, shame, their pastries were so good.

Right as you tried to step through the door it got stuck, because the universe was being really nice to you today, and as you tugged on it to get it to open, you heard the friends lower their voices, but you could still make out a jumble of hushed words sounding something like, “oh no, is that…” Great, great, fucking great. The only solution to this was to change your name and ride up to Seattle for goodness’ sake, maybe throw yourself into a volcano as well just because.

Finally the door swung open after what felt like eons, and you stumbled outside into the chilly autumn air, feeling goosebumps spring up all over. Where you were going, you didn't really know. This cafe was new, so it would take some time to figure out navigation so you stood dumbly in the middle of the front lawn as you tried to orient yourself.

Once you think you've got it, you start your agonizing trek back to your little room, screaming inside of your head, until you're harshly yanked back mid-footstep by a vice grip on your arm. What the fuck was it now.

Ellie. The sight of her only made your tears increase in quantity and the emotion in your chest tighten. She looked a little disheveled, her eyes round like saucers, and she was gripping onto your arm so hard as if you were going to run away. You wanted to, but she still had a magnetic hold on you, even after all that turmoil.

Talking was painful with how much you were trying to keep a hold of yourself, but you managed out a choked, “Ellie, what?”

She looked befuddled, shaking her head ever so slightly and scrunching up her eyebrows, her gaze boring right into yours and following whenever you tried to break it and look elsewhere. Her hold on your arm softens, and moves to rest on your shoulder. “What do you mean what? You ran outta there like you were chased by a lunatic or something, what the fuck happened?”

Her tone startled you a little, why did she care so much? Noticing you jolt, she sighs and mellows her speech. “Sorry, what I mean to say is, I'm worried. Are you okay?”

You worried her? Heat rushed to your cheeks as you fought to break the increasingly uncomfortable eye contact, and all you could do was shrug. Your lip started quivering and you were losing the fight of keeping your composure, how wonderful. Despite everything she was being so sweet, way too sweet. You felt helpless at this point.

The words started pouring out of your mouth like a waterfall, you were properly sobbing now, falling apart and hiccuping as months and months of emotion spilled over.

You were blabbering about how you loved the friendship you formed with her, but how hurt you felt that she’d laugh about you, every possible insecurity just tumbled out of your lips, as you wiped at your teary face and runny nose and glanced at Ellie ever so often.

She let you talk for a bit until she saw you get even more upset, that's when she got a step closer to you, squeezed both your shoulders gently and kept a stern tone of voice to get your attention.

“Hey, hey, it’s okay, slow down, I don't know what you're saying.” But you couldn't stop crying. Bottling up emotions was definitely a bad idea, because they were bound to burst sooner or later and unfortunately, you reached the breaking point. Sucking in some unsteady breaths as an attempt to regulate yourself, she was watching you patiently yet still cautiously.

Your voice was weak and shaky, but you were slowly feeling a little better. For the first time during this interaction, you meet her eyes. Why was she always so pretty? She was sculpted just to spite you, you were convinced. Tears welled up in your eyes once more, but you blinked them away. “Um…Ellie…” She nodded expectantly, wanting to know what was wrong. But you could not complete your sentence as yet another bout of ache washed over you.

To snap you out of it once and for all, Ellie grabbed your face. The sheer disbelief of her action was enough to stop your tears luckily, and she held your gaze while she used her thumb to swipe at the stray teardrops adorning your cheekbones. You wanted to die, what was going on?

Once your panic was replaced with fluster and stupefaction, she let you go, but was still standing really close to you. You felt jittery from it all, nervous, embarrassed and in love and everything under the sun all at the same time. You stared at her, then looked away, then looked at her plump pink lips which were set in a questioning pout, then back up to her sympathetic greener-than-grass eyes, fuck, fuck, fuck. The intensity of the situation had caused any sense of judgment or critical thinking to long, long gone, and so your body moved on its own and before you had a chance to form a solid thought or process what you were doing.

Smooch.

You kissed her.

Mouths colliding like magnets as you held onto the sides of her face, fireworks igniting in every single part of your body. Cradling her jaw as you closed the space between you two, the hurricane of emotion coursing through your veins as your lips caressed hers, and time felt like it had stopped. The months and months of excruciating pining had all led up to this very moment.

She instinctively kissed you back, you felt her breaths fanning your face. You were about to ascend to another dimension. Lingering against her for a little longer, you forced yourself to regretfully pull away, and laughed loudly at her state now.

Her lips were parted and she was gawking at you, you had broken her completely. Your own heart was working overtime, you were panting from the adrenaline of the situation, and could only hear the blood rushing in your ears.

She seemed to be in a coma, doing nothing but staring and breathing. You punched her arm playfully, your voice breaking.

“I’M IN LOVE WITH YOU, YOU FUCKING IDIOT.”

An frustrated confession tore itself from your throat, even the world's strongest iron bars couldn't contain it. You wiped at your face with your sleeves, a sad attempt to clear it of the residual salty tears that never once stopped their journey out of your eyes.

The sadness had left you, and you felt lighter now, truthfully. Had no idea how you would ever face her again after all this, but at least the cat was out of the bag and you had gotten that off of your chest. You both stood there in silence, now what was wrong with her? What a dork. Sucking on your teeth and kicking a pebble on the ground you admitted finally, “So, yeah. That's what's been troubling me, I guess.”

Her pupils were dilated and huge, as she scanned all over your features, her mouth opening and closing as if she was having an internal battle of what to say. She stood there almost appearing miles more shocked than you somehow, she looked as if she was going to have a heart attack and die on you, you found it funny, but concerning at the same time.

You watched her for a moment more, before accepting your disappointing fate and bidding her a goodbye. You cleared your throat. “Okay then. Cya in class. Bye.” You turned on your heel and began the walk back to your room, but this time for real, and didn't look back at her. Even if you wanted to, you couldn't, you wanted to leave this whole fiasco in the past. That chapter was closed, it seemed.

The only thing left to do now was call your bestie, Abby. She has been your cheerleader through this whole thing, through all this time, gave you advice and brought you back to Earth, and you needed her support now more than ever.

Right after you reached your dorm she was there in no time at all, after receiving your distress call she scrambled into action, with chocolates and boxed wine in hand. Maybe you should just date her instead at this point. Who else was left for you?

You talked and talked and talked to her about everything for so long, talking the night away just like old times, and she sat and listened to your every word, patted your back reassuringly as you weeped into her shoulder, then tucked you into bed at the end of it all. She left only when she was sure you'd relaxed fully.

You didn't fall asleep quite yet, and stayed awake thinking, pondering life and staring up at your ceiling. It turns out angrily confessing to the girl you've been infatuated with forever by impulsively kissing her and letting the whole campus know it was a tiring thing after all. You really did cause a bit of a scene, when you thought about it in hindsight.

But what was this all like from Ellie's perspective? You wished you could know what she thought, or at least gotten some sort of formal response. Her friend storms out of a cafe, kisses her and screams she's in love with her? It's certainly understandable she'd feel a little lost, or under great pressure to give you an answer. Her reaction did make sense though, after being met with such a shocking revelation. Wow, now that you were really thinking about it, she still did not know why you ran out of the cafe like that. You wished you could turn back time and redo this day, shame that wasn't possible. Were you two ever going to have a discussion about this, or had you just lost a friend for life. Oh no, you pushed that thought away as quickly as it appeared, you didn't have an ounce of energy left over to dwell on it.

You'd work out what you were going to face her next later, a very well-deserved visit to dreamland was way overdue. You felt your eyelids grow heavy and your breathing slow, so you turned on your side and snuggled into your bed, eventually falling into a deep, deep sleep.

Meanwhile on your bedside table:

Bzz, bzz, bzz.

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comicaster0id · 1 year

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shower surprise

Fm; Ethan Landry x reader

I haven't seen anyone write a shower sex story with Ethan so here yall go. This was also kinda rushed so sorry if it’s not that good. ALSO not proofread!

Warning: smut, shower sex, unprotected sex (stay safe)

You were in the shower. You’d had a long day and ended it with a work out so you needed the break. The steam of the shower was helping you relax.

Your dorm was empty. Tara was out with Chad and Sam and Quinn were hanging out together. Usually your boyfriend Ethan would come over and you guys would either study or watch a movie together but today he had econ and you were missing him so much. You were thinking about what the evening would’ve looked like if he was with you.

Ethan would have probably cooked you guys some kind of pasta for dinner and would have turned on a movie while working on some class assignments ending the night with a good makeout session or fucking if you were lucky enough. You missed him so much.

You were deep in thought, you barely noticed a body stepping into the bathroom. You had a standing shower with glass walls, but they were all steamed up. It wasn’t until you heard the door slide open that you opened your eyes, trying to avoid the spray of the shower.

Ethan was in the shower with you. You were so confused but before you could ask why he was in your dorm, but he spun you around. You could feel his naked body pressing behind you and wondered when he had time to strip. It was a silly thing to think of first, but it’s all you could think about with his hard cock pressing between you two.

“Econ got out early today. I missed you so much baby.” Ethan whispers, his breath fanning over your ear. Your pulse quipped like how it always did when around him.

Ethan moved his hand to the back of your neck, tilting your head up to give you a warm kiss. You lost all words when it came to him. He knew what you wanted and he didn’t make you wait long.

He picks up both of your thighs, bringing them to circle around your waist. Your shower was long forgotten but something better had replaced it. Ethan wasted no time slipping into you, his thick cock filling you in ways you couldn’t describe.

You let out a small moan. You heard Ethen release a grunt from the back of his throat. He was working small soft strokes into you. Ethan usually was rough from the beginning till the end so soft kisses and slow strokes wasn’t like him. It was different for him and before you could say anything he spoke.

“I missed you so much baby, lemme savor you before giving you what you want.” He was speaking incoherently but you understood.

You felt your heart melt a little more. You whined and nodded your head. Ethan still steadily fucking you. You loved how he usually fucked but you loved this too. To be honest, you loved anything Ethan loved.

You felt your lower half tense, Ethan still working you to your orgasm. You could feel every inch, vein and tweak of his cock, all of it adding to your sensations. Ethan put his lips back to yours, your moans going straight down his throat. He wanted you so badly, he wanted to swallow every noise you made. You came. Ethan didn’t follow, in fact his cock felt harder than before.

“Fuck, baby your cunt is gripping me so tight.” Ethan grunted.

Your body was still shaking from your orgasm and he took that opportunity to start fucking into you faster. His hands pulling you off his cock only to then slam you back down, moving your body like it was nothing.

You couldn’t stop shaking, your stomach was aching but you knew you had more to give him. Your hands gripped his neck tighter, trying to hold onto his fast moving body. He was fucking you so fast you couldn’t even catch your breath, no need to when he would just take it again anyways.

You felt his cock twitch and knew he would cum soon and you couldn’t wait. All you could hear was moans worthy of the big screen and whines all coming from you. Ethan’s moans and grunts added to the music you were creating. The steam from the bathroom wasn’t helping you to think straight. All you knew was that you needed Ethans cum immediately.

“Please-” Your pleading was cut short with an abrupt thrust, “please, please give me your cum.” You managed to let out.

“You want it? It’s all yours baby.” Ethan echos. The second you feel his warm cum, you can't help but follow him and cum again yourself. Leaving you both panting and heavy breathing in the shower.

“I’m never leaving again baby.” Ethan murmurs. You can barely hear him over your heart beats. You wondered how you got so lucky.

#ethan landry smut #ethan landry #ethan landry x reader #shower smut #smut writing #scream 6 #ethan landry fanfiction

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whispering-ways · 5 months

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⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡ i like you (too much) - part 2 ♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆

♡ summary: you just joined a new high school and you're hoping to make a bunch of new friends. unfortunately, you're paired up with Katsuki and he seems to despise you. nevertheless, you're determined to make it work. little do you know that you're first interaction would lead to a wonderful friendship and possibly even more.

♡ pairing: bakugo katsuki x reader

♡ tags: no warnings, just fluff :) but the next couple of parts may or may not have some smut ;)

♡ notes: hi besties! here's part 2 to the first chapter. i should have more time to work on this story and a bunch of other fics since I've officially graduated! i hope you guys like this chapter and let me know if yall want more :) the pink text is the readers texts and the orange is Katsuki.

You heard the alarm on your phone ring, waking you up for the morning. Groggily, you reached over to your nightstand to turn it off. You rub your eyes, tired from having to wake up so early the last couple of days. The bus at your new high school came around 6:45, which meant that you had to wake up at at least 5:35 am to get ready. A part of you liked getting up so early; it made you feel on top of things, a true it girl. But the rest of you ached to just swaddle yourself in your plush blankets and sink right back into bed. You dragged yourself out of bed and headed to the bathroom to freshen yourself up a bit.

After you splash your face with some water you stare into the mirror, taking notice of your dark circles. “Damn I might need to start using an eye cream or something soon, waking up so early is not doing justice to my skin,” you said out loud. As soon as you said it though, you knew that was a lie. You knew in your heart that the only reason why you were so tired every morning is because you spent every night texting Katsuki.

By now you figured that he was definitely a night owl but unfortunately, you weren’t. You had always been the type of girl to sleep early, prioritizing your 8 hours of sleep. But if there was one person who could make you disregard your routine, it’d be Katsuki. Over the last couple of days, you both had gotten closer. You’d been talking at school and texting each other seemingly non-stop and you’d say a decent friendship had formed between you two. Something about his texts made your stomach fill with butterflies and you couldn’t help getting excited every time you saw a notification from him pop up on your phone.

You spent nights staying awake texting Katsuki till 1, 2 3 in the morning. Even when your eyelids felt like they could no longer remain open, you’d do your best to stay awake to not miss a single text. Was it a bit much? Yes. Should you be putting a guy before your beauty sleep? Probably not. Did you still do it anyway? Absolutely. It’s not like you didn’t text him in the day, but after school, he barely texted you besides the occasional response after a couple of hours. He just seemed to come alive in the night. That’s when you’d get your near-instantaneous responses and true conversations. So if talking to him meant staying up at night, you were willing to do it.

You’d done a good job so far of staying awake in class; after all, you didn’t want to miss out on notes. But after a couple of days, your exhaustion had just gotten to you.. You were tired, the lecture seemed to go on an on forever, the teacher’s monotonous voice, it was the typical recipe for drifting off. With your head in your hands, you felt your eyes start to blink slowly as they got heavier by the moment. Before you knew it, you felt your eyelids close. You didn’t know how long you were asleep. But your teacher’s voice immediately brought you back to reality.

“(Y/N), could you tell me what the answer is to Question 3?” the teacher said, her voice startling you awake. Your face burned with embarrassment as you flipped through your notes to find some way to solve the question. As you couldn’t find any way out of the situation, your shame grew and grew. All of a sudden you felt a sharp nudge to your arm coming from beside you. You turn to see Kastuki clearing his throat, and pushing his worksheet towards you. At first, you’re confused but then the pieces clicked in your head once you saw him pointing to the same question the teacher was asking you about.

“(Y/N)? Answer the question please, we don’t have all day.” your teacher said, her tone getting more frustrated.

“Uhhhh...2?” you answer hesitantly, glancing quickly towards Katsuki’s paper to make sure you said the right number.

“Oh, yes, that’s correct. Next time, still pay attention to the lecture,” the teacher said, moving on with her presentation.

“Thank you so much, you saved my ass just there.” you whisper to Katsuki. “I would’ve gotten laughed at for sure if I got that wrong.”

“You don’t need to thank me, that’s what friends are for, stupid,” he replied with a smile. Your heart skipped a beat. You’d never really seen his smile, it was just downright adorable; surprising for someone who looked so intimidating. You were so wrapped up in the moment, you didn’t catch yourself staring. “What, something on my face or some shit?”

“Uhh...no, nothing at all, you’re all peaches and cream.”

He chuckled in response and turned around, leaving you to your thoughts.

“Peaches and cream?? Who even says something like that anymore?? Stupid, stupid me and stupid, stupid thing to say and now he probably thinks I’m weird and strange and ー” your thoughts were cut off by the sound of the bell releasing everyone to go to lunch. You started packing up your laptop and your notes, glad that there were no more chances to get embarrassed by the teacher again, at least for the next hour.

You feel yet another nudge, and you turn towards Katsuki. “Hey do you wanna share lunch with me? I don’t know if you’ve got a lunch packed already but like I accidentally packed two sandwiches and I’m on a cut and I only wanna eat one sandwich, and I don’t wanna waste any damn food. So like if you want you can have the other one or something,’ he says.

“Yes! I mean, yes that would be nice thank you so much, what kind of sandwich?” you reply trying to not sound too happy at the offer.

“Well I don’t really know what it's fucking called, but there’s some grilled chicken, lettuce, tomatoes, pickles and I think some spicy mayo in it. That sound good to you?”

Your mouth watered just thinking about it. “Yeah dude, that sounds great, thanks again! I’m just gonna go to the bathroom real quick, and then do you wanna meet up at the cafeteria?”

“Nah, I'll just wait for you. Plus I don’t want you getting lost or anything trying to find me.” Katsuki replied walking towards the bathroom. You thank him internally; you had no clue where the bathroom was anyways. After a couple moments, you both get to the bathroom. As you head inside, Katsuki leans on the wall of lockers nearby, plopping his backpack down on the floor.

He double checks to see whether you’ve truly gone inside and puts his face in his hands. He was hoping you didn’t notice how red he was on the way to the bathroom. “I didn’t think it’d actually work, holy shit,” Katsuki thought to himself over and over again. If truth be told, Katsuki didn’t make any extra sandwiches.

That morning Katsuki got up early to make lunch for school, not because he was a morning person, but because of a small detail you mentioned last night. You both were having your usual nightly talk when the topic got to food.

“Yeah I like to cook a lot honestly! I haven’t really made anything recently, but hopefully I can get more into it soon.”

It surprised Katsuki honestly, he never took you as someone who’d like to cook.

“Oh word, that’s cool, any reason why you like it tho?”

“Yeah, I mean like I guess its just my love language? I love to cook and just make people happy through food :) I usually cook for my family a lot.”

“That’s honestly pretty fucking kind of you. Who cooks for you?

“Ah, I mean its just me cooking at home, so no one really lol.”

“Damn, its gotta be tiring cooking all the time tho”

“Yeah sometimes, but yk like I said its my love language so I don’t mind. But thats why I just get food from the cafeteria, its just tiring most times to cook for everyone and do lunch lol”

Katsuki read your text and laid his head back on his pillow, arm across his face as he stared up at the ceiling. His stomach filled with excitement. Just like that, an idea brewed in his head. He wasn’t a good cook by any means whatsoever. Besides making a mean microwaveable ramen, he didn’t know how to make much but he was gonna do his best to make lunch for the both of you tomorrow morning. You fell asleep soon after that, but his idea kept running in his mind for the rest of the night.

He spent the rest of the night scrolling through TikToks, trying to figure out some sort of recipe that was easy but something you’d like. And that’s when he had his eureka moment. There was grilled chicken in his fridge and he was sure there had to be some topping in there too; he could make grilled chicken sandwiches. All he could hope for at that point was whether it’d be good or not.

The next morning he woke up determined to make you the best fucking sandwich you’d ever had. 30 minutes later and he accomplished his goal. As he drove to school, he hoped you’d like it when he realized he forgot a vital part of his plan. “How the fuck am I gonna tell her about lunch?”

He wracked his brain for any more ideas. Katsuki didn’t want to come across too strong, but you just deserved something nice. Finally, he settled on telling you that he just had an extra sandwich. After all, honesty was the best policy and he technically did have an extra. He honestly thought you’d refuse or have some sort of lunch with you already. But when you said yes, he was absolutely elated. He tried his best to cover his enthusiasm, but now it was written all over Katsuki’s face. The grin hadn’t left his face since you both started walking to the bathroom.

The soft tug to his jacket sleeve brought him out of his thoughts. “Hey, thanks for waiting! Do you wanna maybe go to the library instead to eat? The cafeteria is always so fucking noisy and I’ll barely be able to hear you talk,” you ask.

“She wants to hear me talk; she wants to hear me talk,” Katsuki thought gleefully. “Yeah sure, I don’t mind,” he replied, trying to play cool.

After walking to the library, you both find a quiet spot in the back. You and Katsuki sit down, side by side, before he pulled out two small plastic bags from his backpack. He passed you a sandwich and waited anxiously for your reaction.

You look at him quizzically. “Why the fuck is he just staring at me and not eating at all?” you thought before taking a bite. Your eyes widened and you looked up at Katsuki.

“What? What? Is it bad or something? You don’t gotta fucking eat it if its that bad,” he says.

“No, Katsuki, its perfect! It's really really good!” you reply, diving back in for another bite. You skipped breakfast and your stomach had been grumbling all throughout class and this was just the perfect fix.

“I’m glad you like it. I made it myself,” Katsuki said with pride, a smile stretched across his face yet again. How could he not smile when you looked so precious?

“Are you for real? That is so sweet of you! Kastuki, I’m for real touched you thought of little old me, you sat leaning over to wrap him in a hug.

Katsuki’s whole face turns red, hypersensitive to your touch. If he knew making you a sandwich would get you close to him, he would've made you lunch way sooner.

You break away and continue eating your sandwich as Katsuki starts to eat his. You’re so engrossed in your meal that you don’t notice Katsuki staring at you, still red and stomach filled with butterflies.

When you got home, you immediately went to your room, thoughts of lunch on your mind that had nothing to do with being hungry and everything to do with a certain blonde. “He made me lunch. Like from scratch. Like who does that?? As if he’s already not cute enough, now I’ve got him cooking for me,” you thought.

That’s when a thought quickly crossed your head. “Does he maybe like me?” It only took you a few moments with that idea to make you absolutely flushed. “There’s like no way, right? I’m me and he’s so cool, and plus I’m just being delulu because there’s literally no way. Exactly, there’s no way he likes me right?” you say to yourself.

You tried your best to focus on your homework for the rest of the night, trying to get thoughts of Katsuki out of your head. But every so often thoughts of that darling smile or his piercing eyes or how he smelt like burnt caramel when you hugged him kept creeping into your mind. It didn’t help that he was texting you too. With every single thought and text, the feeling in your stomach just got stronger and stronger. It was a weird mix of butterflies, anxiety, and giddiness and God you loved it so much. You gave up on your homework and laid on your bed, starting to drift into your usual daydream.

You closed your eyes, curling up into your blankets. You imagined Katsuki’s arm coming from behind you, wrapping around your stomach and pulling you close to his bare chest. His arm slide up your arm, rubbing soothing circles into your skin. Just as he kissed the top of your head, you heard a voice call out, bringing you back to reality abruptly.

“(Y/N)! Come down for dinner honey!” your mom yelled. You let out a sigh; you were so close to the exciting part of the dream too.

"Coming, Mama!" you cheerfully replied as you quickly slipped on some cozy slippers for comfort. As you finished getting ready, your thoughts wandered, wishing your daydreams were real life. With a sigh, you brushed off those feelings, "I'm just being silly. I know he'll never see me in that light."

Meanwhile, on the other side of your street, Katsuki was having some day dreams of his own. He still hadn’t been able to get you off his mind. It was like whole world around him gained color the second you walked into his mind. All he could think about after lunch was how it felt to have you so close to him. His thoughts were filled what how it felt to have your arms around him. You were so much warmer than he imagined. And thinking about how your chest slightly pressed into his bicep sent him into overdrive.

With all his heart, he wished he could’ve hugged you back, even if it was just for a second. He engraved every detail of your embrace in his memory, filing them away in his memory. Katsuki hoped that one day he’d be able to sweep you into his arms and hold you close. But until then, thoughts and daydreams would have to do.

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bbina · 6 days

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alone together ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁 . . . take a hit

── taking comfort in the thought that you are together in aloneness through late night talks, heartfelt confessions, and a genuine connection. with your shared experience of recent heartbreaks, you wonder if getting together would be all worth it. in which you find solace in each other's company, that you are alone together.

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"ready to go?" seunghan chirps the moment you open your door. rolling your eyes, you wave him off. locking your dorm before you leave

"ready as i'll ever be i guess.." you murmured, jiggling the doorknob for safe measure. seunghan laughs and walks on ahead

"where is this party anyway?" you ask, grabbing your phone from the pocket of your jeans, checking if you had any notifications but only to be met with the clock that reads 9:04 PM staring right back at you

before seunghan could answer, his phone starts ringing. he holds a finger up, motioning you to wait as he answers his phone

"hello? yeah we're on our way" you hear him say to the phone. it must be his friends looking for him "we? i'm with y/n right now" he continues, looking back at you and shooting a smile

you make a face at seunghan for even mentioning your name to his friends. they probably don't even know who you are minus wonbin who you've already met

"we're literally just across the street so hold the shots til we're there. see you sohee bye!" seunghan cuts sohee off on the phone and abruptly ends the call

"it's the guys. they're looking for us. let's go!" seunghan hums, grabbing your arm and hauling your ass out of your dorm building so that you two could finally go to this damned party

you were starting to think coming to this party might’ve been a mistake…

. . . ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

when seunghan said on the phone that you two were across the street, you didn't think of the fact that the party would be held at wonbin's building

now that you think about it, you didn't question wonbin's message earlier when he mentioned "our rooftop"

"FINALLY YOU'RE HERE" sohee yells out at the exact moment him and seunghan made eye contact. he makes his way through the sea of people on the rooftop to meet with you and seunghan

"and who is this?" you hear sohee ask after dapping seunghan up

seunghan clears his throat, ready to give you another dramatic introduction to one of his friends but not today seunghan, not today

"i'm y/n. i'm seunghan's friend" you introduce yourself to sohee, waving a little

sohee quickly takes a good look at you before it all clicks in his head

"oh! you're the girl who slapped seunghan the other day right? it's so nice to finally meet you! i'm sohee!" sohee beams, shaking your hand

you were a little taken a back by his description on how he knew you by but nonetheless you eagerly shake his hand back

sohee suddenly clasps his hands together, catching both of you and seunghan's attention

"the guys have been waiting for you seunghan, so let me take you to them" sohee chirps, turning around and walking ahead further into the sea of people

you feel seunghan's hand push your back as he follows sohee, "c'mon. we don't want to get lost" seunghan says loud enough for you to hear over the sound of the music that's playing loudly on the rooftop

there were a lot of people like you initially expected. sungchan is a well known guy in campus, so no doubt people wouldn't want to miss his party, let alone his birthday

you take a look around your surroundings filled with familiar and unfamiliar peers. you could recognize some people in some classes you've shared in the past but you mostly kept to yourself. the only friends you made during freshman year was giselle, karina and seunghan with the exception of minjeong and ningning

your little train of thought gets interrupted when you hear someone yell out seunghan's name

"seunghan! over here!" someone yells. seunghan's head perks up and follows the sound of the voice

"eunseok hyung!" seunghan waves, finally spotting him near the improvised dj booth

you follow the direction where seunghan was waving at and there you see the rest of seunghan's friends. though you only recognize one of them which was anton

seunghan ushers you first when you two arrive to the spot where his friends were chilling at

"guys! this is y/n! y/n, meet the guys! that's eunseok, shotaro, anton, and the birthday boy, sungchan" seunghan introduces you and the guys. "there's sohee again you just met him seven seconds ago" he adds, causing sohee to smack him

you wave shyly at the 4 boys before you. even mustering a little "happy birthday" to sungchan, to which he thanks you and tells you to enjoy the night

you've heard of their little circle thanks to seunghan. you knew that wonbin was part of their group but at the moment, he was no where in sight. you pull your hand into the pocket of your jeans to feel wonbin's pen that you have to return

he did say to give it back during this party so you had a reason to go. so where was he?

though it seemed like seunghan read your mind since he was also looking around for wonbin

"where's wonbin hyung?" seunghan asks, looking around

"he was just here a second ago with sion" shotaro says, recalling that wonbin told him that he'd be with sion throughout the night if he needed him

"oh sion's here?! so yushi and riku might be around!" seunghan says all excitedly

on the contrary of his excitement, you were beginning to feel a little nervous at his excitement to meet his other friends. your fear of being left alone by seunghan alongside his friends is starting to ensure

amidst your internal panic, you feel a hand on your shoulder. you jolt, looking up at the person who just held your shoulder. there you see sungchan with a smile on his face, seemingly offering you a drink

"relax! enjoy the night! here's a drink to ease yourself up!" sungchan smiles, handing you a party cup. you awkwardly accept the cup and sip on it a little to show at least some appreciation from the party host for his hospitality

"how about we do shots together as a little ice breaker?" anton proposes, sensing the impending awkwardness filling in the air. after all, it was everyone's first time meeting. at a party at that

the group chorus a yes and they all pass their own cups before getting it filled with drinks

"everyone ready?" shotaro asks, eyeing down everyone's hands that held the drinks

"three.. two.. on-"

"taking shots without me?" wonbin suddenly appears out of no where

eunseok gets cut off by wonbin making his grand entrance. your eyes widened in surprise as you make eye contact with him. although wonbin doesn't express it, he too was surprised at your presence

he didn't think you'd actually go

"wonbin hyung!"

wonbin's little trance gets cut off by seunghan who daps him up and asking him where he was

"i was with sion but i lost him again back there" wonbin laughs, "where's my cup and why are we doing shots?" he looks around seeing everyone (including you) had their own

"just a little ice breaker since we've just formally met seunghan's friend, y/n" sohee says, nodding his head towards your direction

anton, thinking that you two haven't met before, decides to introduce you to wonbin

"so uh y/n! this is wonbin the last member of our little circle. wonbin this is y/n" anton kindly introduces you to the guy you've already met

you let out a little chuckle at the mere thought of the fact that this was probably the third time wonbin has been formally introduced to you. it's kinda funny now that you think about

before you can say anything though, wonbin beats you to it

"we've already met" wonbin says cooly, accepting the cup shotaro gives him

all the guys (minus you and seunghan) look at him weirdly, he met you when?

"they met each other yesterday" seunghan brings up, suddenly laughing at the memory of wonbin being sulky to the guys

you then make eye contact with wonbin again. even smiling a little when you two lock eyes. he may not have said it out loud but you knew what he was thinking with his eyes alone, 'if only they knew'

"let's take shots now i want to party!" sungchan suddenly says, raising his cup up in the air. the rest of you quickly follow suit.

"cheers!" everyone chants before clinking the cups against each other

well, that's one way to start the night...

. . . ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

just like you predicted, throughout the night, seunghan has left you alone

though seunghan's friends were nice enough to talk to you for the first few hours of the night. you got to know them quite well and even exchanged instagrams so you could all keep in touch. who knew seunghan had such funny friends?

but it's not like he meant to do it. seunghan somehow saw his friend soobin amongst the sea of people and decided to hang out with him for a while (with your permission of course)

before he left, he tells you that soobin was the guy he tried setting you up with back then at the club on the first night of your break up. hearing such thing, you smacked seunghan in the chest and apologized to soobin personally for the way you acted that night

to which soobin promptly understood where you were coming from and tells you it was alright and it was quite funny to experience it (you never wanted to die in a hole and kill seunghan on the spot for letting you go through that)

in the end soobin ended up giving you his instagram for funsies. guess you just scored another mutual friend from seunghan on your phone

now here you were, backed up on the rooftop terrace, just watching people mingle with each other, swirling your half empty cup filled with some mixed liquor

you look at everyone on the dance floor all mingling around, seemingly having the time of their lives as they live all carefree. you then get a wave of nostalgia, reminiscing the days where it was you on that dance floor talking to everyone

what even happened?

"what's a pretty girl doing back here all alone?" a familiar voice speaks

rolling your eyes, you turn your head to the side and there you see wonbin with a shit eating grin on his face. somehow wonbin just had a knack of catching you in not so pretty moments. moments like you're alone, going through something, or maybe even both

"very funny haha" you mock, drinking the rest of your drink before putting the cup on the table nearby, "i'm "partying"" you quote

wonbin chortles, totally not expecting that response from you

"seriously though, why are you just alone back here? where's seunghan?" wonbin looks around for your buddy that's no where to be found

"he's with his own friends. he asked permission though if it's okay if they could hang for a bit and who am i to say no? so now i'm here" you say, leaning back on the railings behind you

wonbin hums in acknowledgment. seems fair, it was a party after all

with nothing else going on, he takes it upon himself to hang out with you instead of checking up on the other guests. he then stands beside you, now joining you on people watching

"... uh what are you doing?" you ask, a little flustered that he's suddenly beside you

"chilling" he answers smoothly, "why? don't want me here?" he raises a brow, looking down at you

there's a slight edge on his tone of voice that you aren't too sure if he was serious or fucking around

"o-obviously it's fine! i'm just wondering!" you squeaked, feeling the blood rush to your cheeks in sheer embarrassment. you were on their turf so there was no room to be all bitchy

wonbin laughs at your reaction. who knew it was this easy to make you all flustered

with the way wonbin is acting, you can't help but start to wonder why all this just seems comfortable between the two of you. you haven't been friends with him for a long time for him to be acting like this, the same way seunghan acts with you, but somehow you're okay with it

if it was someone else you wouldn't even spare them a chance. easily shutting them out and telling them to fuck off.

but with wonbin, you just can't help but let him do it. you don't really understand why either. was it the shared experiences? the coincidental late night shenanigans that have occurred twice in a row now?

maybe there was something about him that you unknowingly long for. a sense of calm before the storm

are you looking into it too much? was this the lack of emotional connection that you've been yearning for that you didn't receive in your previous relationships?

halfway through your little trance, you suddenly remembered half of the main reason why you even attended this party. which was to return wonbin's vape

you fish out wonbin's device from your pockets and wordlessly hand it over to him by waving it in front of his face

"woah you really brought it back" he says in amusement, taking a good look at it, "haven't had a hit all day and i was getting a little hangry without it"

"hangry?" you repeat, stifling in your giggle

wonbin scoffs lightly, "you know what i mean" he says, poking the side of your head

"wow" you react, in disbelief with what he just did. did he really just poke the side of your head like you two were chill like that?

wonbin grins at your reaction, obviously having fun with teasing you. he can't tell if it's the alcohol in his system that's making him do this but whatever it was, he feels comfortable and is having the time of his life teasing the hell out of you

"fuck you wonbin" you curse, flipping him off, "i'm gonna need a drink for dealing with you" you breathe out, now grabbing your cup from the nearby table you placed it on

wonbin laughs loudly before motioning you to come with him

"okay let's get some drinks"

with that, you follow wonbin to wherever the drinks were at. you're gonna have to need some if you want to last throughout the night...

. . . ᶻ 𝗓 𐰁

it's safe to say that you've lost seunghan now that you're being accompanied by wonbin instead. seunghan did mention to live a little, so here you were, in some party, at the abandoned construction site behind the main rooftop entrance, drinking with wonbin

"i don't usually bring people here cause this is where i sit with my thoughts but tonight's an exception" wonbin says, showing you the view below his building complex

you leaned over the unfinished railings to look at the bustling city. the wind here was cool and breezy. but what takes the cake of this secret spot of his is that the view below is beautiful

"hey careful. this shit's still unfinished" wonbin blurts, grabbing onto your arm, pulling you back a little. you must've stumbled over some concrete blocks causing yourself to lose balance

you let out a small yelp, closing your eyes and bracing for the impact but it never happens. instead you were met with a plush chest and arms around your frame

peeking an eye open, the first thing you see is a red flannel and some necklaces slightly dangling over your face

"i told you to be careful" wonbin grumbles, releasing his grip around you once you stabilized yourself

"i was! you didn't have to pull me back harshly when you knew there were concrete blocks lying around!" you retort, moving away slightly from wonbin. again, you feel the blood rush to your cheeks. you have to stop embarrassing yourself like this

wonbin could only laugh at your embarrassed state. he then tells you to follow him again. this time he'll take you to a more safe spot around this abandoned construction site. a place where there were finished rooftop railings so he could ensure your safety since you two were drinking after all

now you find yourselves near an emergency exit

"this is place is a tad bit safer for your clumsy ass" wonbin comments, setting down a bottle of liquor on the ground

you gasp at his comment, putting a hand over your chest

"i am not clumsy!" you defend yourself

"yeah yeah, go tell that to yourself after almost tripping over" wonbin mocks the tone of your voice, smirking at your reaction

deciding this wasn't worth fighting over, you grab the bottle of liquor and pour yourself some and gulp it one go

wonbin makes a gesture that he wants some too but instead of pouring him a drink, you blatantly hand him the bottle so he could pour himself. wonbin scoffs in disbelief and snatches the bottle off your hands while you snicker to yourself

there's a blanket of silence after that. the only sounds you could hear were the cars on the road and the buildings that were still lively at this hour of the night but somehow it's comforting

wonbin was the first one to break the silence

"so how's the party so far" wonbin asks, swirling his cup around

you let out a hum, leaning over the railing as you watch cars pass and go. the night was still relatively young and who knows if you wanted to go home now

"it's okay i guess" you breathe, stealing a glance at wonbin before looking back at the city below. "a little boring but that's on me for not mingling around" you joke

"you want to meet new people?" wonbin questions, taking in your answer

"eh no" you brush him off, "i'm not the type to make friends easily"

"i can tell" wonbin blurts. instantly, you glared at the boy beside you, "what? i'm just saying! it's hard to read you" he claims

you raise a brow at him, "and why would you try and read me?"

"to assess if my judgements are right? i don't know"

"weird answer for a weirdo like you" you counter

wonbin lets out a gasp, "now i'm the weirdo", he points to himself as you chuckle. he rolls his eyes and takes a sip of his drink

"but serious question, what exactly were you expecting tonight?" he asks

good question, you thought to yourself. what were you expecting when you wanted to go earlier? did you want to have some fun? mingle around? find someone to talk to? what exactly did you want out of this?

it's easy to answer 'to have fun!' because frankly, that's why people party in the first place. to have fun. but recalling how the night went on earlier, you were attached to seunghan by the hip. never leaving his side. meeting his friends and sticking with them throughout the night was one thing but did you genuinely have fun?

maybe it really was a mistake going to this party

"to be honest, i don't know" you answer truthfully. "i imagined myself having the time of my life but being here now just feels like i lost that part of me for a long time now" you admit

"but i'm trying. i've been going to classes again, trying new things to at least get that part of me back but i don't know. it feels like i threw myself out and now i'm all lost" you say

a lost cause is what you wanted to say but you didn't want wonbin's pity. hell, you don't want anyone's pity. it's true in a sense that you did lose your sense of self during the duration of your past relationship. it was always him above anything else from yourself. now that you're alone, it now feels like you had no true desire in life

wonbin pushes himself off the ground and stands next to you, leaning back on the railing

"you know, talking to you almost seems like talking to a walking reflection of myself" wonbin comments, taking a deep breath and avoids eye contact

you scoff, "the fuck is that supposed to mean?"

"it's a good thing. at least to me" wonbin takes a hit off his vape. he then offers you the device, "want some? looks like you need it" he jokes

you elbow him but take the device nevertheless. wonbin laughs at your not so violent reaction and watches you take a hit, slowly exhaling the smoke out

"if you could change one decision you've made in the past, what would it be?" wonbin asks, finding a way to have small talk

"say no to that one dating proposal" you answer a little too quickly

"damn. you really hated your last relationship, huh?" wonbin reacts. he finds it a little hilarious, he's not gonna lie. though he knows some bits and pieces of your previous relationship thanks to those late night talks you've been having, still he finds it quite funny

"it's hard not to. how about you then? what do you think makes a relationship work out?" this time it was your turn to ask him

from what you've gathered from the time you two have been talking (including that fateful night where you two first met at the same convenience store), you know that he was the one who held on the longest til his ex left him

wonbin sighs, now it was his turn to be put on the spotlight

"i'd say it works if the guy is more in love than the girl" he shrugs. in his defense, it was based from personal experience. he did love his girl more than the girl loved him

you let out a hum at his answer. "i agree" you laugh a little

"well as you know, i was definitely more in love with my ex than he was with me. i was always the one chasing after him despite him being in the wrong sometimes. who knew that shit could burn you out in the long run?" you rant, furrowing your eyebrows together. your eyes then widened when you realized that you're sharing a little too much again. you immediately take a look at wonbin for a brief second to see him looking back at you with an expression you couldn't read. so you poke your tongue out to at least maintain the calm atmosphere without your little rant ruining it

wonbin suddenly looks up at the night sky, "it does get tiring, i'll tell you that" wonbin hums before hanging his head low, "but if you really love them, even if it's tiring, you'd still find a way to make things work"

all of a sudden wonbin chuckles bitterly

"although, sometimes your best is still never enough for them" he murmurs

there's silence after that. he hit that right on the dot. even when you did all you could to at least save your dying relationship, the end was inevitable. after what you went through, you started to isolate yourself from the fleeting feeling of love. to you, love deserves no second chances after giving it your all only to be paid in dust in return

for wonbin, he vows to himself that he will never love another person the way he loved his ex. he now has guarded himself from any potential harm to his state of mind. he can't even say if he's moved on completely because sometimes reminiscing the good ol' days gets to the best of him

does wonbin reflect on it? no. does he regret it? maybe. does he feel bad for regretting it? definitely.

it seems like wonbin has been too engrossed with his thoughts that you had to wave a hand over his face

"wha-" wonbin blurts out, shaking his head to bring himself back to earth

"i said take a hit" you pass him his vape device. now what happens next is not what you expected. you expected him to take the device itself and take a puff

what he does is he wraps his hand around yours and takes a hit off the device with you holding it

maybe it was the buzz of the liquor starting to catch up to you but you swear you felt a jolt of electricity run through your veins the moment his hand cups around yours

it seems like you two froze into place for what seems like an eternity. just looking at each other's eyes while his hand remained wrapped around yours (that was holding onto his device) though, the sound of your phone ringing breaks the little trance between you and wonbin

you instantly reach for your arm back, rummaging through your pockets to find your phone in panic after being brought back to reality

wonbin lets out a chuckle after witnessing you almost dropping your phone when you fished it out of your pockets. without reading the caller id, you swiped left and answered the call

"hello?!" you scream onto the phone unintentionally. you look at wonbin for a second while you wait for the person on the line to reply back

wonbin then reaches for your hand again but this time he takes his device off your hands. you watch him take another long hit before exhaling it over the railing

"WHERE ARE YOU?!" the other line screams back. you pull back the phone as you wince from the volume of their voice. it was seunghan

"oh so you finally remembered me?" you sass, mouthing "it's seunghan" to wonbin who nods and continues to do his own thing

"hey c'mon! it's not all the time i see soobin around. so where are you? did you go home?" seunghan asks over the phone. you take another look at wonbin who was now watching the city below

"no i'm still at the party. just mingling around and shit" you tell seunghan on the phone. well, it's not a lie, nor is it the truth either. you just didn't want to tell him just yet that you were just hanging out with wonbin all this time

"see i told you you'd enjoy yourself! i'm happy you came along. so anyway have you seen wonbin? shotaro's looking for him" seunghan says. your eyes widened, did wonbin deadass just accompany you for no reason at all? he really left all his friends hanging?

"wonbin? no i haven't seen him" you lie, looking at wonbin who just turned around after hearing his name

"oh okay maybe his social battery ran out" seunghan laughs, "i'll meet you back at the dj booth. bye" and with that, seunghan ends the call

wonbin pushes himself off the railing and looks at you before asking what was that about

"seunghan says shotaro has been looking for you" you tell him. wonbin suddenly stretches his arms and rolling his eyes

"of course he is. he can't live without me" he jokes, now putting his arms behind his head. "let's go back?"

"yeah. seunghan's looking for me too" you say, pocketing your phone and picking up your cup from the ground. wonbin follows suit and grabs the bottle you two have been drinking

"should i go out first and then you follow a little later so it's not a little suspicious that we were together?" you hear wonbin ask behind you as you navigate through the abandoned construction site safely

it never really occurred to you that you two had a silent agreement to not let anyone know that you two have been hanging out together nor did the latter even mention about it

strangely enough, you'd like to keep it that way

"yeah so they won't get any ideas. weird how i was just thinking about asking you that" you giggle, looking back at wonbin who was making sure he wasn't stepping on anything he shouldn't be stepping on

"maybe great minds think a like" wonbin laughs at his own joke making you smile but he doesn't see it

you can hear the music getting louder and louder the nearer you two get to the party. you stop by the entrance to the rooftop and take a peek at the corner to check if there was anyone around

"go" you usher wonbin, now that the coast was clear. you can feel his presence behind you. he also peers over to check just in case

"how about you?" he asks

"i'll follow after a bit. just make sure no one's looking when you walk in" you say, slightly pushing him so that he can get a move on

even if his hands were full, he puts them up in mock surrender, "okay"

with that, wonbin takes a look around before seamlessly walking back into the party like he didn't just disappear for who knows how long

now you were waiting for the perfect time to walk back, making sure that you didn't just follow wonbin or whatever. in case there were eyes looking around and all that

and by the time you know it you're back into the party. loud music and people's chatters ringing in your ears. you find yourself carefully walking back to the dj booth where seunghan asked you to meet him at

"where have you been!" was the first thing seunghan says after spotting you making your way our of the crowd. you wave him off, "living life" you smile faintly

"i'm so happy for you bestie! finally living the life you were stripped off!" seunghan dramatically cries, wrapping an arm around your shoulders

you didn't notice but wonbin was nearby with shotaro, eunseok and sungchan. he was looking at the way seunghan was all coddled up on you. he can't help but smile in amusement when he catches you elbowing seunghan in the stomach causing him to release you from his grip and clutching his stomach

"so where were you?" wonbin hears shotaro ask over the music

"places" he answers shortly, pouring himself another cup of liquor

"well it's nice to see yourself finally enjoying life again" eunseok comments, clinking his cup with wonbin's. sungchan agrees and takes note that this was the wonbin they've been missing for a while now

"yep. finally" wonbin breathes out, drinking from his cup

he's not really sure but something in him tells that maybe you had something to do with how he views life these days

his eyes trail towards you and seunghan again. this time you two were drinking together. somehow, someway you meet his eyes again. you slightly raise your cup towards his direction before drinking and looking away

wonbin couldn't help but feel something in his chest. he also raises his cup but you didn't see it. not that it matters anyway. but one thing is sure though, its that wonbin is sure that you are someone who he wants around in his life

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lbcreations-blog · 7 months

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Alastor x reader and Lucifer x reader valentines headcanons

Masterlist

Notes: I never ever have done anything Valentines related in my life because of my aroace self, so I apologize if this is a little off

Also, the reader is gender neutral, so no dresses lady's who love to wear them, we are going down to suit town😎

This was rushed aswell

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Valentinesheadcanons

Asking you on the date

He would first take you outside on the balcony with a few fake rose's spread on there

And then he would ask you out for the valentines date

When doing so, he would give you a rose clip to put on the shirt you decide to where for the date

Once saying yes, he would take you back inside

You spend the rest of your evening pretty normal, the only difference being your excitement for the date

Valentines day date

Once awakening from your slumber, you would find Alastor sadly not in bed as usual

But once you are sitting up, Alastor would waltz in with breakfast in bed

You enjoy it, to say the least

The best part is that he even joins you, which is odd for the man since he does not like eating in bed (he has manners)

Anyways, after such, he would, you know, telaport the plates to the kitchen for it to be washed but not from him

You would both get dressed into your clothes, which was really Alastor spawning it onto yall

You guys then take a long stroll arm in arm to Rosie's where you had lunch

Most of the day consisted of a bit of sight, seeing, to say the least

On your long stroll, you tried to give him a rose that you found, but sadly, it wilted. No wonder why the rose he gave you to where on your shirt was fake

He also gave you flowers, but the ones that don't wilt for him

Once it was the evening, he told you to wait in the room you both share for a few minutes

After waiting, he came into the room and took you arm in arm onto the balcony

And it was beautiful

Some of his shadows were playing some music

There was amazing food on the table

and many decorations on the table

All I can say is you had a lovely dinner with Alastor

After all those advents in the day, you both cuddled in bed peacefully

(Also, btw you did give him at least a gift, and he loved it, but im letting you decide what you gave him)

Asking you on the date

Lucifer would be so nervous to ask you out on the date

When he does ask you out in a room fool of rose's

he stuttered.... a lot

Once, knowing what he was saying, you hugged him happily and said "yes ofcourse sweetie"

And then kissed him (Boosting his depressive ass confidence)

Now the valentines date

In the morning, he first gave you breakfast in bed, and you loved it

After getting up and getting dressed in your valentines suits (which yall looked lovely in)

You guys went out. In which you both went out to a lovely restaurant for breakfast

Then you guys went shopping

You bought him a rubber duck plush for him

He got you rose's

And other really nice things that you wanted

After that, you went to the lust ring

Lucifer booked a table at Ozzies for a show for the both of you to watch, which was right up on the highest balcony or, as one calls it, the gallery area to watch the show

You enjoyed it

You and Lucifer might have gotten a little steamy up there

After having dinner there, you both went home

After that, you both went to have a lovely bath together with flower petals and such

And then you both went to bed and cuddled to get a good rest

(You might have had to change the sheets in your bed that night)

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I know this is not the best, but I am very busy today, so uh, happy valentines and goodnight or day idk

Taglist request section here

-L.B Creations

#hazbin hotel #hazbin hotel x reader #alastor x reader #lucifer x reader #lucifer #lucifer hazbin hotel #alastor hazbin hotel #fanfics #fanfic #valentines #valentine x reader #x reader

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planete777 · 1 year

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WHAT YOU HEARD・⁠｡♪ LN4

( lando norris x fem!reader )

IN WHICH. y/n senselessly drags lando for a swim at midnight, high and all. she just forgets to mention they'll do it naked.

WARNINGS. 16+, smoking and getting high (don't do drugs yall, this is just for entertainment purposes!), make outs, night skinny dipping, mentions of sexual activities, once again high hotness

NOTE. back again with the high!lando agenda. something about it just gets my brain all scrambled. anyways, as i said, don't do drugs, listen to 'what you heard' by sonder, and enjoy luvs <3 (wondering if i should make this a series.....)

SIDENOTE. my askbox is open! feel free to send in any thoughts, scenarios, requests etc about high!lando, or other tropes if u want. 🤍

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even when he can't piece two cents of his thoughts to construct a legible sequence, lando is sure that, no matter the state he's in, y/n can persuade him to do whatever, as if her words were a siren's call. in his mind, she has this way of curling her tongue around every sentence she says, as if they're something so sweet, so good, and it beckons him closer, pathetically. yet, lando indulges in it like a fucking mad man, and every time he has to leave y/n, he finds himself itching for everything she makes him feel.

but, right here, right now, he'd rather lose himself in the swirling puffs of smoke that have him feeling he's levitating with it. sprawled on the girl's couch, legs and arms weightless and completely non existent, in a room that's so unsuspecting to delinquent dallying.

that's what makes him love her even more.

they're the same. from the wisp of their hairs to the tip of their toes, they both crave an escape from everything and everyone, and don't care how they get it. live a dual life of forced smiles to the world and adrenaline rushes from a drug that drains every feeling possible from their flesh, but could tip their lives on their heads without warning.

it's like their own little secret, and knows that if he were to tell anyone, they'd instantaneously talk him out of it. beg him that he could get hooked and spiral, yet he'll be damned if he allows himself to lose the only sanity he has with the girl that he's addicted to.

the breeze whispers on his skin, soothes it somewhat as the forecast had been cooler the whole day, and the spliff between his fingers remains an inch-long bud, incinerated away in mere hours. his eyes are ajar, just the tiniest bit, and remain trained on the open back sliding doors. watches as ripples glimmer and twinkle beneath the moon's shine upon the pool's surface and his mind undulates with the tentative viscosity of thick honey.

speakers drone whatever playlist y/n has chosen for the night, and he finds himself subconsciously tapping his fingers to the beat. nothing else but music needs to fill the room, each other's presence speaks for itself, and lando loves this unspoken normality between them.

he's on the brink of unconsciouness, rocking between the borders of sleep and awareness, but he's slowly justled awake as y/n walks up to him.

she gently grabs his arm, pulling him upright, "come."

his movements are slow and hesitant, "where we going?"

"swimming."

for a second his mind agrees, so he relents, but realising that he's wearing a tank top with jogging bottoms, and y/n the same but with leggings instead, he grows confused again.

he doesn't get time to question, mind too slow and sticky to even get further words out, as y/n lets go of his hand and turns to him.

then with speed that aches with tease, she tugs her top off, flinging it off to the side and lando stops breathing. he sees everything, how they curve and smooth back into the inward slope of her waist and he trembles so much that he has to clench his fist to urge it away. she's so beautiful drenched in blue, easing its way down her legs as she shrugs them off, and lando's eyes burn as they weld into every dip of her body.

"join me."

that's all she says, with that pretty smile on her face, before she swivels on her feet and dives into the water with much precision she barely marks a discrepancy upon the surface of the water. lando is hypnotised, barely moves from his place as she watches her glide and twirl in the water as if that's where she's meant to be, and then his body cries to join her.

it doesn't take long for him to hover next to y/n, right in the centre of the pool. the cool water washes some highness away, but they're both inebriated enough to retain the red glaze in their eyes and slow movements. lando's sick, seeing y/n so etheral in nothing, looking at him as if she wants him flowing through his veins, and he no longer fights the impulse to get closer and gather her in his arms. she smiles, wide and white, circling her arms around his neck before jumping on his waist. he fumbles slightly, with a huffed out laugh, then her thighs are tight around his hips and he can feel everything.

"you're hard already?" she asked, amused. her hand plays with the curls on his neck and he feels like he's dissolving.

"do you blame me? look at you."

"well," her finger traces his chest, light and completely burning, "we're not fucking in my pool."

he chuckles, figures cum is a hard thing to clean out of water, "at least let me eat you out?"

she pretends to think, "maybe later, but right now, i want you to fucking kiss me."

lando doesn't waste time doing so, lips pushing into hers with great urgency as if it's his last kiss on earth. y/n's mouth is wet, warm, sweet and so inherently y/n that lando moans, deep and loud, sliding his tongue deeper. it's not enough, not the kiss, nor the way her body radiates immense heat directly into his, and lando craves to be one with her. absorb into y/n, like a water to a sponge, and remain there forever.

air runs out, way too quickly for lando's liking, and y/n moves her head back, half closed eyes staring back at him. he's hot, bothered, hungry for so much more, and squeezes the flesh of her thighs to suppress just how much his flesh aches for her.

"i want to have you so bad," y/n sighs out, a splayed hand flush against lando's chest, and oh does he want her to completely take him. do whatever she wants, however she wants. he craves to say so much but his mind can only come up with so little.

"then fucking have me, y/n."

#lando norris #lando norris romance #lando norris x y/n #lando norris x you #lando norris x reader #lando norris smut #lando norris fic #f1 fic #f1 smut #formula one x you #formula one x reader #formula one #formula one x y/n #formula 1 #f1 x reader #f1 imagine #f1 #f1 fanfic

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bunnylove1 · 7 months

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.•Vox HC•.

•.~vox x bimbo!reader/vox x fem!reader

•.~warnings! Smut! Fluff! And some sensitive words! NOT PROOFED

•.~how have I not done a vox x reader on my account yet he’s literally my husband ANYWAYS enjoying baby’s!

•Vox loves when you give him your big doe eyes he finds them to be your sweetest feature

•If your talking to someone who’s way to touchy but your little brain cant realise it he’ll grab your hips and pull you close to him and he’ll introduce himself to the person that was grabby “hi I’m Vox the owner of Vox tech see you’ve meet my girlfriend”

•When he’s working he lets you and Velvette to hang out knowing you and her both like fashion he thinks it’s good for you to be around someone who likes the same things you do “baby you can go help vel with her new line she doesn’t mind, don’t go out of her sight got it” he most definitely tells Velvette to not let you wonder without her there

•He knows your not stupid (maybe a little) just a little (A-LOT) oblivious so he keeps you close weather it’s around others or around the towns of hell

•He calls you: “Bambi”, “Sweetheart”, “Sweetie”, “Sugar”, “My little girl”, “sweet cake” “baby cakes”, My whore”, “Baby”, “Slut”, sometimes “Dirty girl”

•He LOVES when it’s night and you both can’t sleep so y’all are in the kitchen getting glass of water and your sitting on the counter babbling your little head off and he just goes “Baby, why don’t you drink this and rest your pretty little head huh?” MAKES ME CRUMBLE

•Vox never EVER lets you near Val, he knows you and Val to well. “No baby you can’t talk to him” “but vox whyyyyy” “because I said so”

•If you have to be in a room with Val, Vox has you stuck to his hip no matter what “No little girl you stay near me okay”

•He loves when your babbling whatever you heard today while helping vel or whatever you watched on tv and Vox just simply kisses you to shut you up

•He loves walking around hell with you, it feeds his ego knowing that the sinners around hell would kill to have a taste of you but your Voxs and everyone knows that and he loves that he feeds off of it

•Now if you say something bratty or start having an attitude he will not hesitate to put your pretty mouth to work “Aww look all that big talks gone now that you have daddy’s cock huh?”

•MASSIVE DADDY KINK can’t tell me other wise

•He loves when you wear your short skirts but he will not let you wear them out unless your expecting a hell of a night from him

•He likes when you wear a choker with his initials on it

•everyone knows when yall had a intimate night because you have dark purple spots big and small everywhere on you and big teeth marks everywhere as well

•I have this head cannon that Vox doesn’t let you leave things on him one he’s a big owner and needs to look professional and two he likes being the only one to do that

•he’ll let you leave small bits but nothing to much but that’s only on good days

•Vox likes to dress you up, mostly like him but still in your bimbo look he liked matching he finds it endearing

•when Voxs comes home stressed from one of vals temper tantrums he likes to use you like a big fluffy pillow and just cuddle you

•never lets you drink while your out unless it’s a special celebration but even then you have to be supervised, can’t let his sweet girl get spiked can we?

•he has a huge turn on for public sex idk why but I think he likes the feeling of being caught/ being watched letting everyone now you are owned by him and him only

•He’ll carry your heels if your feet hurt and even carry you princess style

•I feel like he knows how to do hair there’s no way vel hasn’t taught him, so he likes doing your hair in the mornings

•he likes to pat your head for no reason just likes how your shorter than him so he just kinda does it

•vox definitely likes to fuck you silly, likes seeing you drool and become a mess in front of him

•he likes giving you baths, cause he can’t himself so he likes to wash your hair and wash your body take a load off of you

•he’ll let you dress him up time to time

•has a special seat for you while he’s doing a commercial or anything on tv. It’s always next to him

•he has a good memory unlike you so he tells you what you need to grab or what you forgot you were doing and what time it is and what your doing today, basically a human calendar

•.~I DID IT OMG, I know some of them went just for bimbo reader so it’s like bimbo reader and just box head cannons, I love you darlings thank you for reading!

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mrsjobarnes · 2 years

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Bob did what?

A/N ~ Hey yall! I’m always so nervous to post because I don’t have anyone to proofread it. I also threw the last paragraph together. Lol Anyways enjoy

Like and comments welcome!

Please do not steal my work!

Bob x reader

Warnings - Fluff, Pregnancy, Injuries & Anxiety

Word count: 912

It was a regular day.

When you woke up this morning, you went straight to the kitchen to make Bob breakfast. 2 fried eggs, toast with raspberry jelly, with a cup of coffee to go. He walked in and wrapped his arm around you and kissed your cheek and then your 7-month belly. “Well don't you look gorgeous, sweetpea” he said as you broke into a blush. Even Though you have been married for 3 years he still has that effect on you. Right as you finished making his breakfast, the baby monitor went off. “I got it, honey,” Bob said, getting up.

“No honey, I got it. Eat your breakfast before it gets cold.” You waddle into Brooks’s room and turn off his fan then walk to the crib. “What's up, big man! You ready to go eat breakfast with dad!” you said picking him up. He was getting so big but so were you. Setting the 2 and a-half-year-old down you both walk/waddle hand in hand to the kitchen.

“Hey, buddy! How did you sleep last night” Bob asked, pulling Brooks into his arms.

“I had dweams about planes and puppies,” he said while rubbing his eyes, clearly not fully awake yet. You place a bowl of cheerios and fruit in front of him. You start to move back to the stove.

“That's a cool dream buddy,” he said, rubbing brook’s hair out of his face. “Hey whoa, whoa, sit down. I'll get you breakfast and your meds” he said springing up. He quickly moved around the kitchen. As you talked with Brooks about what you were going to do today, Bob put a plate full of toast and fruit in front of you along with prenatal meds. You lean up and kiss him. You were so grateful to have a wonderful husband. “Okay, I have to go now. The group wants to go out for drinks, but if you need to tap out let me know,” he said, kissing Brooks head.

You guys had a busy morning of cleaning and laundry, for a 2-year-old he was very helpful. Right as he was going down for his nap, your phone rang. You slowly get up to get it, except you don’t remember where it is but you hear it. “Hey buddy, let’s play a game called find mamma’s phone,” you said with a silly face. He giggled and took off after it as you slowly got up to chase after him. Once you get to him you see that you have 5 missed calls from Fanboy, 7 from Rooster, and 3 from maverick. Your stomach dropped, and your blood ran cold. You quickly called Rooster and as you listened to it ring you started rubbing your belly to calm down.

“Y/n thank god you called me back. I’m sending Jake to come to pick you up to bring you to the base. There was an accident during a training exercise today. Phoenix and Bob had to eject, it wasn’t a smooth landing. He broke his leg when he landed, they are setting it in surgery. I’ll keep you updated” he informed you. Once he was sure that you were okay he hung up. You start panicking and rushing around the house to get Brooks’s thing

“Brooks” you yelled “We need to go to the doctor on base to see daddy,” you said as calmly as possible. Not even 2 minutes later you hear the doorbell ring. You waddle as quickly as can be to the door. You are met with a calm Jake. You don’t know how these pilots do it.

“Hey Y/n breath for me,” he said, wrapping you in a hug. “Last thing I heard he was doing good,” he said, pulling back to look you in the eyes. You hear a loud crash and quickly turn around to be met with your son dressed up in his dinosaur costume with his doctor kit in his hand. You appreciate how caring your son was.

“I'm ready to help with daddy momma,” he said walking out to the car.

“Alrighty follow the little man” Jake laughed. You were a nervous mess the entire car ride. When you arrived on base you rushed, well more like waddled at a fast pace to his hospital room with Jake and Brooks hot on your trail. When you enter the room you are met with the sight of your husband's leg in a cast and a bashful smile.

“Hey Sweetpea” he said. You look at him and waddle over wrapping him in a hug. “Hey, hey, hey I’m okay.” He said pushing the hair out of your face. Planting a kiss on your temple. Brooks walks up to the bed and attempts to crawl up but fails. You bend over and pick him up so he can see Bob. He crawls into Bob's lap.

“Dadda, why is mommy crying?” he asked.

“Momma was just sad because Dadda got hurt”

“It’s otay momma, dad just a bobo” he said causing everyone in the room to chuckle. You give him a kiss on the head. They decide it is okay for bob to be discharged as long as one of the other pilots helps you with him. They all agree and set up a system on who is assigned to help. You were glad you had a support team and that baby Floyd wouldn’t make their entrance for another 10 weeks.

#bob x reader #bob floyd x reader #dad!bob #robert floyd x reader #robert bob floyd #top gun #top gun headcanons

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"Hi, I really like your answers, and I would like to see your opinion about the guys from Sunny Day Jack (Taylor and Elias too) if MC were also in the entertainment world as an idol."

I'm really glad you liked my hcs! I rlly appreciate it. Now let's get too it!

SDJ and TGOGM and their reaction to Mc being an idol.

Tw:Mostly fluffy stuff

Jack: Man's be impressed. As a fellow(former cause he dEd) entertainment star, he's really happy to have a partner with a similar occupation to him. He loves watching your content in his free, which is probably like, 99.9% of the time so yeah. He really enjoys watching your idol business.

Ian: Similar to Jack, FELLOW STAR. He envies you(in the good way, of course. Angst finna come out soon if someone requests.) He finds you beautiful and just, dawg man down bad.

Nick:Why are there so many movie stars in this game???? But anyway, he finds very, VERY attractive. So beautiful yet so fierce. He sometimes wonders how you came to be. You too have two VERY contrasting careers. If you've looked up his bio I ain't really gotta explain

Shawn:He let's you star in his movies! He's really happy to have a big star in his movies. He likes seeing you in very fancy outfits and being the star in his movies. Like your the star of his show, which you are.

Taylor:Man just fell in love twice. He's super impressed you have such a high status for a college student. His love for you got amped up a bit ngl. He loves seeing you in your different outfits and loves it even more when you present some of your outfits for him on date nights.

Elias: Now Elias isn't that familiar with modern day fashion(this is just my personal hc so don't come after me pls-) but he finds you absolutely stunning! He loves seeing your many outfits when you go out. He even sometimes asks if he can fit some outfits you have, which you kinda have trouble with since he ain't got legs. But yall are basically dapper buddies in a way.

Here they are! I hope you like the hcs! I hope you request again, this was fun to make :)

#elias gallaghar #somethings wrong with sunny day jack #sunny day jack #taylor potts #nick sdj #shaun sdj #the groom of gallagher mansion #ian duff sdj #ian duff

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xxfangirl365xx · 2 months

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STORY TIME

first time I listened to MCR and got hooked.

I had heard MCR b4 but only "welcome to the black parade" and "Teenagers" but honestly never liked either song much, so I never gave MCR much of a chance believe it or not.

it was 2022 when I listened like...RLY listened for the first time.

I was in the car with my mom and she went into a store and left me in the car for a few mins. I turned on my local "alt" radio station in the car and heard the tail end of a song. it was BEAUTIFUL! My jaw was literally dropped. like not even exaggerating. The only words I heard from the last 45 seconds were "so long and good night"

I ran home and googled in youtube

"so long and goodnight song"

and the Helena MV showed up and I watched it and listened to the song in full.I must have listened to it like 90 times that day. The vid was SOOO beautiful and well done I was shook to my core and the aesthetic totally fit my vibe and I was hooked from then on out.

Then I listened to the ghost of you,I'm not ok, and I don't love you quickly after that. That was all I listened too for a while and didn't get into the lore but I RLY liked them. the vibe was 100%

Later that year in English class while writing I put a playlist on youtube with sad mcr songs (cause it was winter and I was writing a angsty piece lmao) and this rly got me into their other songs and not just the popular ones

youtube

shout-out to this youtuber for putting me on, I listened to this combo like 4 times a day for 2 months.

But yeah, then I got into the lore, and other songs, and I bought my first piece of merch.

this shirt which is in rough shape now cause I wore it every time if came out of the dryer lol. There r pics of me in it in my high school yearbook haha.

Anyways, then I got into the lore and the guys and every album and song. And that's my lil story of how I got hooked on MCR and I love them so so much.

I have to say, there r the people who listen to mcr and the people who listen to mcr. Yall r def the second and so am I. I am so grateful to have this amazing band around in my lifetime to experience the amazing music. Gerard and the guys are such creative people, with brains that seem to work like mine, and it's so comforting to know that there are people out there who understand me. People who have the same crazy imaginations as me, the same fantasies and creative motives and theatrical and over the top visions. It's just so wonderful.

anyways thank u for letting me share with u all. I also love u all dearly and I'm so so happy to have a platform to share in these experiences with everyone and make new friends <3

#my chemical romance #mcr #my chemical fucking romance #gerard way #gee way #g way #ray toro #mikey way #Youtube

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hobies-princealbert · 1 year

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Hi!! Omg i wanna say ur hc’s and fics are sooo good whaaat pls pat urself on the back bc u ate that!!!? I really enjoyed your fontaine bf hcs but i was wondering if u could do some nsfw bf hcs for him. Hes just so 😫😫😫😫

awwww yall go make me blush. thank you very much though it's means alot that to you enjoy my works.

ﾟ+.ヽ(≧▽≦)ﾉ.+ﾟ

"taine, you a down bad munch" | fontaine x reader (nsfw)

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♡ fontaine is versatile when it comes to sex. whatever you want, as long as he's down he'll do it. can be rough as hell if you want. he's talking hand prints on your ass, running mascara, bruised hips, raspy screams. all you gotta do is give him the go ahead.

♡ can also be very sappy when you need him to be. not candle light and rose petals sappy. but he'll hold your hand, kiss your wrists, rub your back, just anything you need to get you closer to release. he'll do it. after all, he's here's to make his girl feel good, and he wouldn't be able to get a good night's sleep knowing you weren't at least shedding a couple tears by the time he's done.

♡ he loves to talk his shit. if your shy and don't say much, don't worry he'll get a couple words outta you. he's a big tease too, and will edge you for hours just for you to say one word. he wants you confident enough to ask for what you want, and what you don't want from him. he really does prioritize communication alot.

♡ if you already love to talk your shit, he'll be putty in your hands. loves someone who can boss him around every now and then. tell him where to touch and how to touch, he'll adore you.

♡ loves when you get really soft on him. stroke his cheek, kiss all over his face, even tell him you love him. hell, it's enough to make a nigga blush.

♡ loves car sex. will pull into an alleyway, day or night, and have your heels digging into his dash board. it's a tight space, little to no distractions, and semi public, all the things that gets his motor going (pun intended).

♡ a veteran munch. and he's gangsta enough to admit it. and if someone call him corny, he'll just laugh. cuz he knows a nigga that can't get pussy ain't running his mouth about it. you loveee his munch tendencies, even when he gets the itch at the most inopportune times.

you opened the door to your apartment, just to see taine standing in the hallway. you stare at him confused for a bit, cause wtf. "taine? what the hell you doin' here, it's almos' one in the damn morning?"

"i texted you earlier sayin' 'm comin' over, didn't i?" he did. but that was earlier in the day. once it passed 10pm you thought he got caught up with something, so you took your ass to bed. but you should've known better, taine always keeps his word.

not even giving you time to cuss his ass out, a pair of familiar hands grabbed at your waist, and lifted you off the ground. he kicked the door close, placed you on the nearest soft surface he could find. as you felt your legs being lifted onto his shoulders, you knew exactly why he was here now.

"taine, you a down bad munch" you smirked as he grumbles how tight these damn shorts are, as he desperately tries to get them off.

"yea yea talk all the shi' you wan'. hope you can stil' talk all that' shi' by the time I'm done"

♡ fucking panty thief. what can he say he has a thing for keeping souvenirs, especially if it was a good fuck. he has no shame with it. will slide them down your legs while he's getting dressed, and just stuffs them into his back pocket. and he don't wanna hear it. not like you can protest anyways, you're too fucked out to agrue with him.

♡ loves loves loves when you leave marks on him. the man has a possession kink, that's for sure. bite marks on his shoulders, hickeys on his neck and scratches all over his forearms and back. the man wears them like a badge on honor. And if anyone asks, he grows the most shit eating grin and tell em his girl left him some keepsakes.

♡ and speaking of possessive. if you're in a situationship with this man, or yall haven't cuffed each other yet, either way don't you even think about dealing with another nigga. taine would never be able to tolerate the idea of another dick drilling into your cunt. as far as he's concerned, he's the only one who knows how to make you feel good. good enough to make a blabbering, shaking mess of yourself.

♡ is his girl that greedy that he alone can't satisfy her? well shit, guess he gonna have to convince you other wise. cause to him, with way your cunt clenches around him, she knows he's the only one for you. but it's like your brain hasn't got the memo yet. don't worry he'll fix it.

(and if he ever found that man you fucking with, guess he's breaking another pair of legs. he doesn't like sharing. at all. just the idea pisses him off already.)

♡ his aftercare is decent. he's not to be overly affectionate post nut. he doesn't mind a nice cuddle session though. and he's sweet enough to remember to carry you to the bathroom, so you can pee.

"want some water? sure thing ma"

"hungry? what ya feeling for baby, want me to order take out or sumthin'?"

♡ he'll even have a warm, damp towel on hand to wipe you down, if you want him to.

#fontaine x reader #they cloned tyrone #fontaine x black reader #fontaine they cloned tyrone #this is the most ive ever gone into detail on this man #damn #i hope i didnt make him do too mucn since taine is a simple ass man at best #☆° via writes °☆

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pulchritudinous

heya ladies i’m really impatient regarding that pole and this has been cooking up for a while so tell me what yall think and i’ll make this a series.

summary— childhood friends to lovers w trans!ellie

warnings— misgendering, cussing (later), light angst (later),

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One year at the bright age of 9 years old when you were applying makeup on Ellie, she tried sneaking a glance in your mirror, “Don’t look yet! You’ll ruin the amazing look.” she rolled my eyes and followed with, “Well, hurry up! My curfew’s in half an hour and I am not trying to get yelled at by Joel again.”

“Alright alright, don’t rush perfection.” you apply some highlighter and she would feel the bristles tickle her cheekbones making her release a small giggle. Which gave you the right to cock an eyebrow of disappointment at her moving.

You would add what she would call the spray of horror, but you called it setting spray. She could recongnize that weird scent anytime. It was like a pavlovian response. When she would smell it, she would squeeze her eyes shut and stop breathing for a moment. Anyways, moving on from the trauma you had given her…

“And, done!” You said as you put a mirror to her face. Ellie would grab the handle of it and wouldn’t be able to help but smile. The way everything ties together as she look at her features. The brightness under her eyes she never knew she needed, an enhancing berry blush that made her face smaller yet more adult, her lips were bigger and tinted with pink, a black hue on the eyes and an even darker line across my lid making her eyes look elongated and feminine, and finally her eyelashes pointed towards the sky reaching for something empowering. That’s what she felt. Empowered.

But then she looked at her hair, short, this was not the style for her. But why is it not? Her jawline sharp, more stubble than the average 9 year old girl. Ellie questioned so many different about herself as I looked at myself that day. She looked at you “Well hand me a wipe! My mom is gonna kill me if i look like this at home.”

“Oh come on! It would be a fun surprise,” You exclaimed with confidence and promise in your voice. “But, you should go now because next time I have to tell you something really important! And it can’t wait anytime after then,” your voice wavered more than it did in her previous remark. Ellie looked at her with her head slightly tilted toward the right as to question you without saying anything.

“Uh.. would you look at that!” You grabs her phone and shows me the lock screen. A selfie. You and Ellie. It’s 18 ‘till 8 o’clock! You have to go”

Swiftly you open a drawer on your desk and pull out a makeup wipe and hand it to Ellie with an awkward smile. “Oh thanks, Ells,”

“Yup totally! I got you dude,” She wondered why that felt like being stabbed. Hm.

“Okay bye Ellie! Have a good night.”

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oki it’s short i know stfu. opinions??? i have opinions on trans ellie. i think it’s cute yes but i don’t think i can see ellie as a character being trans within the tlou universe (ive never seen anyone say this) but idk. i feel like it’s kinda belittling towards this independent, strong, woman, to say she had to be amab in order to be as successful as she is. also it’s fr just porn if u try looking for anything trans ellie related. trans people are so fetishized it’s gross. ugh. ew. blegh.

#transgender #lesbian #the last of us #tlou2 #tlou #ellie x reader #fluff #lgbtq #ellie williams #ellie willams x reader

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ilovedilfsandleonkennedy · 10 months

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been a while since i posted anything on here so let me give u guys a lil recap of my life and this little boy i met.

so on august 30th 2023 i apologized for being so inactive because i got a boyfriend (let me tell u im still shocked i made it that far into my teenage years). boy oh boy let me tell you alllll about him.

i met him july 21st 2023 and he asked me to be his gf in the night of august 19th 2023.

we were both dancing and laughing and drinking with our friends and it was the best night of all summer breaks ive ever had. i still cherish these memories and i wish nothing more than to go back and relive it one more time.

ive been together with this boy for about 3 months now and these months have been very much the happiest months of my life. i love him so much, so so much, so much that it scares me sometimes because hes become such a big part of my routine that its impossible for me to imagine not having him with me at all times so either hes gonna be my husband and we´ll say the most beautiful, maybe goofy but still cute vows at the day of our wedding or hes gonna be the biggest, down to earth shattering heartbreak of my entire life.

and i know some of you might say "gosh, chill out.. its ONLY 3 months, wtf are u on, boys come and go bla bla" and yeah maybe ur right but honestly, never in my life have been treated THIS good in just 3 months that it shocks me sometimes because it just feels like weve known each other since wayyyy longer.

the first time i saw him, when i took him into my sight, it just clicked.

like a ching *hotel transylvanian reference*

hes my first love and i am his. he has beautiful hair, such beautiful, gorgeous curly hair and its so soft, every time i run my fingers through his hair it feels like i have arrived in heaven, like silk between my fingers. his eyes are the most beautiful, bright eyes i have ever seen in this whole, wideee universe and i can still see them even though hes 6 feet tall and im just 5`3 (but thats not the point ok im still very tall yall). he claims theyre brown but theyre greenish brownish actually and i know that because ive stared into this mans eyes for longer than i can count.

and i could go on and on but i think u get my point..

i love him and i never felt this way about anyone. hes the one that brought my spark back and hes the one and only reason for me to keep going, hes my first thought in the morning when i wake up and my last thought at night when i go to sleep to see him in my dreams, my dreamy, wonderful, wonderful boy.

anyways, before i yap wayyyyy to much for ur guys liking that was it and if youre struggling with love at the moment, dont lose hope, the only thing u need is patience.

love, d.

#we broke up 2 months after this #dont trust men

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Hey! So if you're writing ghostbusters things right now (apologies if you arent, my Tumblr is acting up and it's not letting me see some of the fonts its just squares 😑) anyway I would love to request a podcast x reader of you're up for that because the dude does not get enough love 😔😔

I was thinking like the reader was childhood friends (mayyybeee first crushes?) but the reader moved to NYC and is now a regular at rays occult and now meets the reader again? What do we think?

Anyway hope you write this and have a GREAT day/night 😊

it's okay!! my requests r open as long as my mailbox is available haha, can't rlly stop ppl from requesting if it's still up so yeah dw ; but yeah of course! this actually sounds rlly fun to write lol ; have a good day/night to you too! ; thanks for requesting, hope you enjoy :) ; also since we don't know much about podcast I kinda made some stuff up, I've watched both afterlife and frozen empire at least 3 times each so... hopefully I gathered all the canon podcast lore idk ; also reqs back open! gonna post the rest of the queue then work on anything yall send

PODCAST ; i think we're alone now

summary ; a little childhood best friends/first crushes reunite at rays occult books

warnings ; language

disclaimers ; we don't know a whole lot about podcast so I made some a lot stuff up lol ; also I'm just using Logan's name as podcasts legal name bc idk what else to call him + I just use actor names to fill in names in other movies/shows

track ; i think we're alone now ; tiffany

word count ; 1k

masterlist

Your first crush was silly and dumb, being on your at-the-time best friend, Logan, or Podcast, as he was now mostly known. He always had a fascination for film and commentary, no wonder he had his own podcast.

You'd recently moved to New York, surprisingly, where Podcast also lived these days. You reconnected over social media and found out you'd be living near each other again like the good old days, and decided to meet up once you got comfortable in the new environment. And that's what had happened. You now await his arrival at Ray's Occult Books, where you skim through the bookshelves, reading each spine to see if any title jumped out at you.

The bell above the door jingles, causing you to look up to see who it is again. Him, thankfully.

He scans the store, looking for you. Ray nods his head toward you, leading him right to you.

He smiles as he approaches, stuffing his phone in his jorts pocket. "Hey"

"Hey," you reply, a soft smile pulling on the corners of your lips.

"Uh, how are you?" He asks, clearly struggling to make conversation.

"Good, I like your outfit," you reply, pointing out his colorful collared shirt. Even now, it reflected his curious and extroverted personality.

He glances down at his shirt, having forgotten what he was even wearing, "Oh, thanks! Uh, do you wanna go walk around or something?" He asks, glancing over at Ray, staring you two down at the counter.

"Sure"

You end up strolling around the city, catching up and talking about life until you retrieve to the basement of Ray's Occult Books, where Podcast was currently living for the summer. He already told you how he was supposed to be at summer camp and how he'd been consecutively lying to his mom. You already knew that was pretty in character for him. He wasn't great at fitting in and would've rather stayed with people he knew and his other actual friend, Phoebe.

You let some of the mini marshmallow pufts climb all over you, using you like a giant stool. A few use your arms as little slides. Logan takes a picture, framing your goofy smile while another mini puft jumps off your head and onto your shoulder.

A few slide down your left arm back onto the desk, then use your right hand as an elevator to go again. As you hoist a little group back up to your shoulder, Logan is now recording on his phone, laughing behind the camera.

"They're so cute," You happy-pout, looking at him for a moment.

Oh, how he wanted to pull the Uno reverse card on you with that, but he couldn't. He thought about it far too long, then backed out because he was too scared, but told himself it was just to late.

You look around his room, two of the little pufts sitting on your head like Remy in Ratatouille. You note all the posters and little trinkets and things around the room, making a weak assumption that he just liked collecting little random things.

You notice the orange lava lamp sitting on his bedside table, turned on, and providing an orange glow throughout that corner of the room. It shines off the side of Logan's face, creating an omniscient kind of glow that you can't look away from.

Denying you still had a crush on him would just make this even worse.

He looks back at you after saving the video to his photos and putting it in his Friends and Shenanigans folders, catching you quickly looking away. He raises an eyebrow, seeing your slightly jittery movements as you use your hand as an elevator for the mini pufts again. They don't keep it a secret though, 'oo'ing and 'ah'ing and bouncing on your shoulders and head.

You can feel your face flushing, attempting to hide it by not looking back at him.

The mini pufts land back on the desk, skattering behind the array of glass jars. You look back at him, seeing he's already looking at you. He's close, closer than you remembered, you felt closer to him, really.

You look down at the mini pufts at your feet, wondering if you'd zoned out as they slid you across the floor. You look back up at Logan, giving you that same soft look you were giving him.

Look, what a funny, simple word. There was no other word for that almost hypnotizing gaze shared between the two of you. There was so much tension. So much so that it was killing the mini pufts. They wanted to shove you into each other to just kiss already.

"I think we're alone now," He quietly speaks, glancing down at the desk where the mini pufts had flee'd from.

The beating of your hearts was the only sound as you pressed your hands against his jawline, his hands slinking down to your waist. You press your lips to his for a moment, then again and again before properly pulling away.

He opens his eyes, a grin painting his face. He pecks your lips once more before he knows you'll say that you have to leave.

"I have to go, I think my mom's waiting outside"

"Okay"

He watches as you stumble up the basement stairs, your face flushed. A smile still tugs at his lips, cheeks a light shade of pink.

The mini pufts come out from hiding and cheer him on, then flick the lights off to reveal colorful LED lights and a disco ball. He sighs with a pout, unable to hide the joy behind it.

"Okay, okay, party's over. We have an episode to record"

#lowkeyrobin #ghostbusters oneshot #ghostbusters x reader #ghostbusters preferences #ghostbusters afterlife #ghostbusters frozen empire #podcast ghostbusters x reader #podcast ghostbusters #podcast x reader #logan kim x reader #logan kim #gender neutral reader #gn reader #they/them reader

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