#but <3 guys he also said he's not like. leaving tomorrow. he isn't sure but he doesn't anticipate it being right away

[lunetual]

[230214] FINAL EPISODE OF VOGUESHIPSHOW excerpt from minhyuk’s letter: most of all, i want to say thank you to everyone who spent their nights with me, taking valuable time every week to tune in to vss. i’m truly grateful and in the future, i will still be minhyuk who misses you and wants to draw... i feel that i’ve been able to have some amazing experiences as a person [while on vss]. thank you for allowing me to have such good experiences. i’ll say goodbye now. bye!

[empressgetou]

A LIFETIME

shinichiro x girlfriend reader

at the age of 25, shinichiro still feels like a highschooler whenever he's around y/n. he gets shy by the thought of her and sweats like buckets when she's near him. can y/n really blame him though, she is his greatest love or what he says.

today, however is just a bit extra for shin, he had thought about it for days. he thinks it's finally time for him to man up finally and propose to his one true love after all these years of being a wimp.

he couldn't even understand himself why he still feels this way towards her, they have known each other when they were still little kids and yet his feelings is just as the way it was since then. he was just too whipped.

it was any normal day in highschool, shin with his 3 trusted friends and y/n currently having their lunch at the rooftop.

"i'm definitely gonna ask that girl on a date in the other class." shin decided to break the glass earning snickers from his friends while y/n just listened to their conversation.

"that's literally the 20th girl you've tried to date over our highschool years. there's no way she's even going to talk to you." waka jumps into conclusion.

"one more strike and you're out man." takeomi added.

"graduation is just around the corner shin, who knows maybe after this, that girl s'gonna go somewhere far away or something, you never know." benkei reasoned.

"somewhere far away from him that's for sure." again, waka teased his friend and they all laughed again earning a pout from their leader.

"yeah, you laugh your hearts out idiots. i'm gonna be laughing at your face once she says yes. and besides i'm pretty confident about this one. just the other day, i saw a letter at my locker and i tell you man, she was their looking at me holding the letter. i'm sure it was her." that made y/n stiffened but pretended to be normal still eating her lunch.

"just because you saw her doesn't mean it was actually her who wrote you the letter."

"besides since when did you get letters anyway???"

"you guys are too much for me. leave a man and his future love blossom be alright? and duh it's not only you who receives letter waka!"

"so, where'd ya wanna go after shin?"

"ahh... sorry y/n i thought well maybe you should go home first?"

"hmm, why– oh you guys having a meeting? i could wait for you."

"uhmm actually i was going to meet maya, you're classmate, who sent me letters, you remember?"

yeah, no that wasn't maya who sent the letters. she thought.

little to shinichiro's knowing, those letters were actually from y/n. well y/n isn't going to tell him that sooner, she just recently realized that she have feelings for his best friend. for years of being in denial, she finally accepted how she truly feels. but like an idiot he is, he thought it was someone else's letter of confession for him.

"uhuh yeah that girl hehe. okay, i'll see you later?"

"uhmm then after that i'm also having a meeting with the guys, sooo tomorrow?" he sheepishly said rubbing the back of his neck.

"oh yeah it's cool. it's the weekend anyway, i'll bring dorayaki for manjirou." she says sweetly and bid her goodbyes.

"you can take care of yourself on the way home right?" he asked worriedly and catches up to her holding her elbows that sparked her heart with the sudden touch.

"mmm yeah, i'll be fine. s'not like i'm gonna get in trouble while walking or anything." they both laughed.

"sure. i'll see you tomorrow. text me when you got home, sweet!"

"i will! and tell me all about your date after!"

y/n went to get ice cream before she sulked into her bedroom at home and when she's about to turn into their street she heard some thugs calling out to her.

"hey you!" she whipped her head to where the noises of bikes came from.

"you're with that black dragons leader?" asked the man who seems to be annoyed and is with a few bunch of men behind him giving lustful looks that made y/n cringe at that sight.

is he tryin to insult me? if i were shin's girlfriend, i wouldve cried myself out every time. she thought pasting an annoyed look to the guy.

"yeah no, if i were, i would've told everybody i met on the streets"

"fiesty one eh, boys? that's what we like, a little challenge." they all snickered.

she was about to go on her way when she was pulled back suddenly by the man making her look up to him.

"it's best if you release me before i do something unbearable to you." making her glare at him and made the men bursted into laughter as if they were being threatened by a kitten.

he was about tighten his grip onto her when a loud roar of engine was heard and stopped right in front of them.

she saw a familiarity of the wheels and a figure of a man, who looks exactly like her in male version, got out of it making her sigh thinking it'll be a full of scolding later back at their home.

"why don't you scumbags scram before i crack your heads?"

the man holding the woman seemed to saw the tattoo by the neck of the man who just parked.

"it's a red spider lily gang." whispered the other men at the back.

"let's go." he unhanded his grip onto the woman and ran to his bike and drove away without looking back.

when they were out of sight y/n look back at him again only to see meet his glare towards her.

"get in the car." said the man, his brother called out and without any other word she went inside and went home.

the next day, y/n found herself walking up to her neighbors house. holding a few snacks which is mostly dorayaki and few strawberry flavored juices for the kids, specially mikey since he's a hungry kid.

stepping up inside their gates she heard a few voices by the dojo hall, she then went straight ahead and jirou, keisuke, and emma already seeing her figure making them shout.

"y/n you're here!"

"hiii y/n!"

"y/n did you bring dorayaki?"

she smiled and greeted the kids back as well as grampa who is busy teaching the other kids.

"is shin here?" she asked curiously not seeing the teen inside the dojo.

"he's probably in the garage again ditching my class." grampa grumbled.

she bid them goodbye as soon as possible since she doesn't want to bother their class and went to the garage. nearing the location she can already hear a frustrated clanking of the tools.

"keep that up and you're gonna ruin it." her sudden voice was heard making shin jump to surprise and whipping his head at the back making y/n giggle.

ah that laugh. he thought.

"watcha doing?" leaning to his side a little too close making shinichiro a but weird to his feeling.

"a-ah. you know just tampering here and there hehe." rubbing his nape

"or maybe sulking?" she teases.

"hey! yesterday was actually embarrassing you know! she told me it wasn't even her who sent me those letters."

"maybe because it was actually another person and you just assumed it was her." she suggested.

silence.

"are you suggesting that you knew who sent me those?"

"well i kinda have an idea who might be."

he stopped working and raises his head towards her urging her to continue.

"it was. it was me." she whispered so quietly just enough for the both of them could hear.

and now 7 years have gone by and shinichiro and y/n's relationship had never been better. emma, baji, and manjirou are already in highschool and has formed a gang, and their friends come by at their house every time.

he also met izana along the way and convinced him to stay and is now living with them for almost 3 years now. shin already retired from being a black dragon's leader but is still famous and well respected around. he already put up his motorcycle shop just around the block and is doing pretty good.

shinichiro would initiate to have a day out or a trip to the beach once every month and ends up everyone going with them. the girls are pretty close with y/n considering the girls either don't have an older sister, is the only girl or the youngest in their families. the boys too are head over heels for her making shin envy most of the time since she give attention more to the high school kids rather than him.

it's true that it was stressing managing to have a day out since y/n has to take care of some babies with him (mainly shinichiro ft. manjirou and izana bantering every now and then) but at the end of the day she would be looking at them happily and delightedly since they get to bond with everyone.

now back to their house, everyone is excited. emma and hinata are in charge of the food in the kitchen. yuzuha, senju, luna, and mana on the decorations.

mitsuya and draken on the grill outside and the others are just being a nuisance honestly. rindou on the other side of the house preparing for the music to be played later while his brother and their friends tryna distract him.

takeomi, waka, and benkei already started their drinking session but not too much for them to get drunk for later's main event.

shinichiro already instructed baji and was on his was to fetch y/n from the mall around 10 minutes ago. baji was told to act as if izana and mikey fighting again and ruined their beloved kitchen that made y/n worry.

shin looking at his surrounding seeing everyone having fun and getting ready for everything they needed swells his heart. he had been preparing for her birthday, he wouldn't let anything ruin this perfect day now. all he has to do now is actually prepare himself.

hearing a loud roar of engine signals baji and y/n's arrival making everyone stop what they were doing and going into their places switching off all the lights.

manjirou and izana can be seen outside because of the moon's shining, holding each others neck as if they were to kill each other at any point.

"guys seriously, i don't wanna deal with this right now. why don't we head inside and sort this out." y/n already annoyed and separated the two and proceeds inside the house.

darkness was the first thing she sees and nagged the three boys again.

"if the kitchen were burning why did you actually even bother to switch the light off and where's grampa?" already smelling the burnt food that emma had to prepare to make it believable.

she was about to flip the switch on when they all shouted.

"happy birthday y/n!!!"

"surprise!!!"

shock was all over her face and before she could utter a word, luna and mana already walking towards her with a cake in their hands that says, "happy birthday and congratulations y/n and shin!" that made her confused.

"huh?" looking around for her lover who was already kneeling behind her. surprised and her eyes are on the verge of tears at this point.

"make sure you make it short! we're already starving here!" manjirou butted in that made everyone laughing while shinichiro just ignored not letting him ruin his mood and proceeded his speech.

"to be honest, i'm really nervous that i already forgot what was i supposed to say here." staring into her eyes that earned a few chuckle from her and the others.

"y/n i never would've thought that my best friend since i was a kid would end up being my girlfriend as of today. i was always looking for a missing piece not knowing it was you all along that completes me. i'm thankful for you, for being there for me, by my side, supporting me, and helping me whenever i need. for always patching me up whenever i'm covered in bruises, but you scolding me is much more painful than those bruises i earned. y/n you are the love of my life, and because of you, you made my life a living fairy tale in this world full of nightmares and i'm talking about those two boys." he stopped for a moment and looked at his two brothers and they all snickered.

"y/n i promise to love you a bit more every single day of my life and take care of you and our family. it sounds cliché, but i want to spend the rest of my sunrise and sunsets with you, if you'd let me... y/n, sweetheart, the love of my life. will you mar-"

"yess!!! oh my god yesss!!" she hugged him while he was still kneeling making them plop down.

"you didn't even let me finished" they both laughed.

"i couldn't wait any longer. i will marry you shin." she smiled so sweetly and shinichiro insert the ring that fitted perfectly into her finger.

everyone clapped, shouted congratulations to the couple and confetti's popped all over the places. she look all over the place and saw grandpa sano and y/n's family in the back also mingling and clapping for both of them.

the three teenage sano's went forward and hugged them both tight congratulating and teasing their older brother making y/n laughed.

they both sure do have a lifetime to spend this fairy tale of a life with their little nightmares.

masterlist

[sumaneun-stars]

'Hold Me'

(smut)

Pairing. Idol!Sunghoon x fem!idol!reader

Genre. Exes to lovers, smut

Warnings. Cursing, Unprotected sex, use of nicknames (good girl, doll etc.), dom!sunghoon, over-stimulation

Synopsis. It had been 5 months since your break-up, and you thought you might've moved on. Except- you discover that your undying feelings for your ex, Park Sunghoon, only grew stronger in that period of time. You fell for him harder once you looked into those hypnotizing eyes again.

A/n. First smut guys! Pretty lame but I hope you like it<3

[5 months ago]

"You're so ungrateful y/n- you know that? I'm busy and have a tight schedule but I still make time for you- it still isn't enough? Don't you have any sense of gratitude?" He exclaimed, his anger boiling and his eyes piercing into you. It was the first time Sunghoon raised his voice at you- and it was scary.

"Fine. Let's break up" you said, coldly.

He became silent, and his eyes asked 'why?'.

"I sound like a burden to you, and you clearly don't have time for me. This doesn't feel like love anymore- so let's end it here" you continued, tears now threatening to fall down your cheeks.

You took your bag which was lying on the couch, and left the apartment. He ran his fingers through his hair- anger, sadness and regret now stabbing him from all directions.

'What have I done?' He asked himself, looking down at the shattered glass on the floor.

[The present]

You tied your shoelaces and wore your jacket. You took your phone out, taking a selfie and posting it on Weverse- adding a caption to please your fans.

Y/nssky: 'Good morning! ☀️'

You put on your mask and stepped out of the apartment.

"Good morning," you said to your driver as you got into the vehicle, giving him a sleepy smile

"Good morning ma'am" he replied.

You put on your airpods, and played one of your calm playlists. You opened the window, leaning on its frame as the breeze hit your face. This was your favorite part of the day- also at night when you finally reunite with your true love: your bed.

You came back to reality once 'hold me' started playing. You skipped it without hesitation. It'd be a good song if it weren't you and your ex who sang it.

You sighed. Your love with Sunghoon was so beautiful- but apparently fate had different plans.

You reminisced about the dance practice you had with him. The way you would pretend to be awkward on camera but would shower him with kisses off camera, and the way the staff would cringe at the sight. It was plastered on your brain. You denied the fact that you missed him- well that was the only way to move on.

"Ma'am we're here. Ma'am?" Your driver shook your shoulders slightly.

"Huh?" You got out of your daze.

"We're here"

"Oh- right. Thank you!" You said as you got out of the car.

You made your way into the building, occasionally greeting idols that passed by.

You went to your office, placing your bag and jacket aside as you took your seat. It wasn't long before your manager, Ms. Kang, approached you with your daily cappuccino and a few documents.

"Thank you," you smiled at her. She would usually smile back and leave the room, except she continued to stand in front of you. She cleared her throat.

"Ms. Kang, is there a problem?" You asked her.

"Not for me, but for you- yes" she said nervously.

"And what is that supposed to mean?"

She took the documents which were in your hands and flipped a few pages. She then turned it and handed it back to you.

"Charlotte Awards is being held tomorrow and you're requested to perform 'Hold Me' with Park Sunghoon of Enhypen" she said in one breath.

You went silent for a second.

"Fuck" you whispered. "You didn't hear that" you added, glaring at Ms. Kang.

"Sure did," she replied with a nod.

"So… that's that. Also you'll be having a practice session with him after lunch at 3pm" she said.

You groaned.

"Awh it's fine ma'am, I'm sure you can do it. Fighting!" She cheered you on, patting your shoulder.

You gave her a soft smile as she left your office.

'What am I gonna do?' You asked yourself, leaning your head back, as you faced the glass wall to look at the view of the city.

— — — — — — — — — — — — —

You took a deep breath as you entered the practice room, where Sunghoon was waiting for you.

There he was, the man who made you go through all stages of grief because of his absence. You were glad you wore a mask, because he did too.

You greeted the crew, which made Sunghoon turn to look at you.

He stood up and approached you.

"Hello," he said coldly.

You replied, drier than the Sahara Desert.

You were scared. You were scared to look into his eyes. You were scared that you'd fall for him, and get your heart broken again.

'Pull yourself together y/n, he's an ass' you thought to yourself.

"Let's start!" A staff member announced.

You both avoided eye contact, and never smiled. You were upset, but it was your fault anyways. You were the one who initialized the breakup. If you didn't, you'd still be in his hold, his love and his care.

You and Sunghoon practiced the dance 3-4 times before ending the session.

"Okay. Wrap it up" you heard from the corner of the room. You shook his cold hands and headed out of the building.

"Wow ma'am I've never seen you that cold to anyone before" Ms. Kang said.

"You've seen it yourself, so don't get into my bad side"

"Oh don't worry" she said with a smile.

You went to sleep that night in hopes that the next day wouldn't come, but sadly, it did.

You looked at yourself in the mirror, your hands trembling.

"Y/n, you're up. Sunghoon will enter from the other side of the stage. Start by holding hands, and don't forget to smile- and have eye contact here and there, especially in the end"

You took a deep breath as you walked to the middle of the stage. You watched him approach you. You remember why you fell for him because gosh was he dreamy.

Sunghoons pov:

She's beautiful. She wore a long pastel green dress, which made her look like those pretty fairies I've only seen in movies. And her eyes, they could make my jaw drop underground. As I reached the center of the stage, she took my trembling hand, with a smile that could light up the whole city.

'His smile' you thought.

'Her smile' he thought.

'Don't fall, it's all an act. He doesn't love me anymore' you reminded yourself.

'Don't fall, it's all an act. She doesn't love me anymore' he reminded himself.

The performance ended, and you could hear the crowd cheering as the curtains closed. It was dull behind the curtains- your hand was still in his. His eyes flickered from your eyes and lips, and so did yours. You both got out of your trance once the next performance was announced. He cleared his throat as he let go of your hand. He left the stage and you did too.

— — — — — — — — — — — — —

Sunghoon couldn't stop thinking about you on his way home.

He sighed as he entered his bedroom, he removed his jacket and laid himself on his stomach on his bed. His mind was only on you. He resisted the urge to move his hips at the thought of you.

"You know what, fuck this" he said as he clicked your private Instagram account.

You couldn't stop thinking about Sunghoon at all. You sat on the couch, watching the muted television. You got out of your daze once you heard a notification from your phone.

mytiramisu sent you a message: 'Come over. Be fast.'

You could've always rejected his request, but there you were in front of his apartment door, in hopes that it would lead you to something different. You rang the bell, your hands shaking.

He let you in, then closed the door, trapping you in as you leaned against the meeting of the door and the wall. He was wearing a faded t-shirt with a wide neck, which exposed his sharp collarbone, and sweatpants made out of thin fabric which made his hardened length visible.

He leaned closer as he brought your hands to feel his bulge.

"Fuck" he said under his breath. "Look what you've done to me"

"Take them off," you told him. He looked at you with lust in his eyes. "Go on"

He then started removing each layer of your clothes, leaving you only in your underwear. He sneaked his arms around your bare waist, carrying you to his bedroom. You started grinding your hips on his lower stomach impatiently.

"Be patient, baby," he said.

He laid you on his bed, towering over you. He then un-buckled your bra, cursing at the sight. Soon enough he tore off the wet piece of fabric which was keeping him away from his desire. You removed his t-shirt, exposing his abs. You almost drooled at the sight of his bare chest.

He took his two middle fingers and started rubbing your already wet clit. You let out a whine, which only made his fingers move faster.

"All this wetness for me, yeah?" He asked you with a devilish smirk.

You whined again, closing your legs out of instinct as he was going too fast.

"Use your words, princess"

"Y- yes hoon" you said.

"That's my girl" he said, putting those two fingers in his mouth as he untied his sweatpants with the other hand. He removed his pants along with his boxers, revealing his huge, throbbing, red cock which was dripping with precum.

"Missed this, didn't you?" He said as he put his tip inside of you. You let out a hysterical moan.

"Didn't you?" He asked firmly, now pushing his whole length inside. You moaned even louder, not being able to form words.

"Answer the question" he ordered as he raised your chin up with his right hand to face him.

"Yes- y- yes hoon I missed it-" you managed to let out.

"Good girl"

He started moving his hips back and forth without a warning. He thrusted into you in a fast pace, your moans now filling the room.

"F- faster" you said.

"Patience, doll" he replied, gripping onto your jaw.

He then connected his lips to yours, giving you a passionate kiss as he unexpectedly took his length out and threw it back in. He kept going faster, each thrust stronger than the previous one.

"Sunghoon- AH-" you screamed as he hit your g-spot.

Your moans only made him faster. He went even deeper, reaching your g-spot everytime as his balls slapped your skin.

You felt the familiar knot in your stomach, and you knew you couldn't hold it for long.

"Hoon- I'm gonna cum-" you said shakily.

He felt his orgasm reaching as well. His thrusts became sloppier as he held your hands.

He threw his lips on yours, sucking on your bottom lip as you reached your orgasm. You moaned hysterically into the kiss as you felt his hot juices on you.

He parted the kiss, leaning his forehead on yours as he looked into your eyes. You held his jaw with your right hand, giving him a soft smile.

"Y/n…" he said, breathily.

"Hmm?" You replied, playing with his hair.

"Please give me a second chance," he said, his eyes now sparkling.

"Hmm I should think about that…" you teased him.

"Y/n I'm sorry for my mistakes, I swear I'll love you better than before" he continued.

"Can I really trust you…" you continued to play with him.

He scoffed. "You're saying that you didn't miss these lips at least once?" he asked cockliy.

You giggled. "Of course I did, silly" you said, giving him a peck on the lips.

"So is that a yes?" He asked.

"Is it though…" you said.

"Oh come on y/n"

"Alright alright" you said as you pulled him down to lay beside you.

You buried your face in his chest as he held you in his arms.

"I love you" you said, your voice muffled.

"I love you too," he replied, smiling warmly.

End.

[angelst4re]

Hi angel 💕 Could you write a counterfeit jamie smut where the reader used to be friends with benefits with him and he comes back to her town on tour and she ends up in his hotel room if you know what I mean 🤭I love you’re writing <3

hi lovely!! thank you so much!! im sooo sorry for making you wait so long THIS REQUEST IS LITERALLY FROM FEBRUARY??? i hope it's worth the wait :)

Addiction- Counterfeit!Jamie x Reader

warnings: NSFW!!! this contains smut so if that makes you feel uncomfortable then please don't read!! <3

notes: it's been a while... for the last month i've been so busy and when i haven't been busy i've been thinking about noah sebastian and/or cillian murphy (jamie i am sorry i'm in a hoe phase rn!!) but i also have a henry creel drabble to post tomorrow as well so keep an eye out for that :) ALSO I WANNA SAY A BIG THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT WITH ME!!!! (p.s. this isn't proof read and i wrote this over the span of three weeks so i apologise for any mistakes!!)

When you received the message from Jamie telling you he’s playing a show in your city, you couldn’t contain your excitement. You were out for lunch with two of your friends, who were questioning the wide grin on your face. 

“Oh, I just know she’s texting Matt again,” one of your friends smirked, eyeing you up, “are you ever going to meet up with him? You’ve been talking for almost 3 months?!”

“Oh, no, it’s Jamie. He’s playing here with his band next month, he wants me to come and see them. He’s sent two tickets, I could ask for an extra one if you wanted to come with me-”

“That’s perfect! You can ask Matt to come with you!” Your other friend suggested, although it came off as more of a demand. 

“But what if he asks about how I know Jamie? I couldn’t really explain that on a first date.” 

“Well, just tell him he’s a friend, maybe leave out the ‘with benefits’ part.”

“We stopped that a while ago, actually. I haven’t seen him for almost a year, we’re kinda just friends now.” 

“Then that’s your story sorted then,” your friend grinned, picking your phone up from the table and placing it in your hand, “now tell Matt he’s got a concert to go to.” 

You were surprised when Matt texted back, telling you he’s never heard of counterfeit before, but he’ll happily listen to them and come with you. You felt a little bad for lying to him, telling him you had no one else to come with you as your friends were working that weekend. 

On the evening of the show, Matt came to pick you up. You would’ve usually dressed quite casual for a concert, specifically one of Jamie’s, but this was also a date. You stepped out of your house wearing a black dress, comfortable shoes and a cute handbag to match the outfit. 

“You look amazing,” Matt said, unable to wipe the smile from his face, “let’s get going!” 

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“That guy right there,” Matt shouted through the noise, pointing at Jamie, “is your friend?” His mouth was open in disbelief as you nodded your head. He had already had four beers, and you had only been here just over an hour. 

“Yeah, I met him at one of the restaurants I used to work at. It’s a funny story actually, some crazy fangirls were waiting outside for him to leave so I kinda helped him ‘escape’ through the back…” You trailed off as you noticed he wasn’t paying attention to anything you were saying, his attention was elsewhere. 

“Cool, I’m gonna get another drink, do you want one?” 

You shook your head and watched as he disappeared off into the crowd. 

Your eyes were drawn to Jamie, reminiscing on the times you had spent together. The times your bodies were intertwined beneath the covers and the times you spent laughing together in the car. You missed him, it was truly like it was a ‘right person, wring time’ kind of situation. 

Time passed and passed and you realised Matt hadn’t come back yet. Surely the line wasn’t that long? You just assumed he had gone to the bathroom, especially after drinking that much. But another 15 minutes passed and he still hadn’t returned, so you went to search for him. You assumed he wouldn’t have wandered far from the bar, so you were heading in that direction. 

───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─────

You were pushed up against the hotel door, slamming it shut as his lips met yours. One of your hands found his hair whilst the other was grasping at his shirt, as if you were hanging on to him for your life. The familiar smell of his aftershave, mixed with cigarettes gave you a feeling of nostalgia, and it was as if you were experiencing deja vu. 

His hands were on your thighs, pushing your dress up higher and higher, until his cold hands met your bare hips. 

“Jamie,” you gasped, pulling back for air. As if he couldn’t take his mouth off you, his lips were now on your neck, kissing and nibbling the spot he knew would make your knees buckle. 

The last thing you expected tonight was to leave the show with the singer. With Jamie. But after you went to look for Matt, you caught him with his tongue down another girl's throat. A part of you felt sick, betrayed, but another part of you felt relieved. However, you would never admit that’s how you felt, especially not to your friends. 

Jamie had given you a backstage pass, and cleared it with security before the show. You knew how the night was going to end as soon as you received the text from him. 

“Why does this always happen,” Jamie asked rhetorically, against the skin of your shoulder as he continued to pepper kisses, “always end up coming back to you.” 

You smile at his words, it was true. The two of you just couldn’t seem to keep your hands off each other when you were together. 

Before you could process what had happened, you were pushed against the table, and Jamie took your thighs, lifting you to sit on the edge of it as he got down to his knees. 

His kisses began at your ankle, and he looked up at you as they got closer and closer. Your calves, your knees and eventually your upper thigh. 

“I’ve missed you.” He confessed as he held your thighs open, one finger pushing your underwear to the side. 

He dragged a finger through your slick folds, earning a sigh from you as he grazed your clit. You looked down to see a smirk plastered on his face. His eyes briefly met yours before he placed a kiss over your clit, the tip of his tongue nudging it as you dug your nails into the underneath of the wooden table you were sitting on. Jamie quickly noticed this, and the hand that was holding your legs open for him guided your hands back to his hair. 

“Shit.” You gasped as you felt a finger gently press into your entrance, his lips now wrapped around your clit, sucking and nipping at it. “M-more…” You managed to whisper. 

“That’s not how we ask for something, is it, darling?” Jamie teased, a devilish glint in his eyes as two of his fingers pressed into you, agonisingly slow. 

“Please,” you whimpered, “I need… I want more, please, Jamie.” 

Jamie chuckled, his thumb now replacing his mouth on your clit as his fingers pumped in and out of you. He stood back up, towering over you before leaning down to kiss you, giving you a taste of yourself as he did so. 

“I’ve missed hearing you beg,” he whispered, “come on, sweetheart, let go for me. I know you're close.” 

He was right. You swore he knew your body better than you did. 

You could feel the knot in your belly tightening, getting ready to snap at any moment. 

“You’re making such a mess, y’know that? My messy girl, can feel you dripping down my hand,” you could tell what he was doing, he was trying to push you to the edge, he knew what effect his words had on you, and he was taking advantage of that, “that’s it, angel. You can do it, cum for me.” 

And that did it. 

Your head was thrown back, your thighs trying to close around him as he continued to work you through your orgasm. The moans falling from your lips were muffled by his as he slipped his tongue into your mouth. 

His fingers slipped out of you and he reached for your thighs, his slick coated fingers leaving your skin sticky as he pressed his body against yours, causing you to wrap your legs around his waist as he carried you towards the bed. 

As your back hit the mattress, he began to undress. You took off your ruined underwear before you reached for your dress, to slip it off, but he called out to stop you. 

“Hey, leave it on. It looks so fucking sexy.” He growled, unbuckling his belt to let his trousers fall to the ground. 

He kneeled on the bed and shuffled his way between your legs, holding them open for him as he leaned down to kiss you once again. 

“Jamie, please.” You whined, lifting your hips to try and get him to do something. 

“Fuck, I don’t know if I’m going to be able to hold back, darling. It’s been a while since I’ve…” He doesn’t finish his sentence as you reach your hand between your bodies, palming his hard cock through his boxers. 

He grabs your wrists, his fingers digging into the skin sure to leave bruises for you to look back on in the days to come. 

“I didn’t tell you that you could touch, now, did I?” His eyes had darkened with need and lust, and the way his face twisted into a devilish smile made a whimper slip from your lips. “So desperate for me, aren’t you baby. I knew all those years ago I had ruined you for any other man, this just proves it, hm?” 

With one hand pinning your arms above your head, the other one comes down to drag his thumb over your bottom lip, before you welcome him into your mouth, gently sucking on the tip of his thumb. 

“Shit,” he muttered under his breath, “keep your hands here, okay? I know you will, you’re my good girl, right?” 

You nod your head and manage to say a muffled ‘yes’ as his thumb presses down on your tongue as he uses his now spare hand to push his boxers down, letting his cock free from its restraints. 

He wastes no time, swiping his fingers over your slick, spreading it over his dick before pumping himself a couple times. His breathing is heavy as he lines himself up with you, your hips squirming as you wait for him to finally push in, but he takes his time teasing you beforehand. When the tip finally slips into you, you both let out a moan and his head falls forwards, buried where your neck meets your shoulder. 

It’s clear that neither of you have had any action lately, as you both need to take a moment before Jamie begins to move. You dig your nails into the pillow as he begins to slowly move his hips. 

His hand that was once over your mouth trails down and rests on your neck, applying a little pressure as your eyes fall shut. You feel how his cock slides into you, nudging spots inside you that made you shiver. He would pull back out until only the tip was left inside, before fucking back into you, getting progressively rougher. 

“You look so pretty like this, baby.” He said before leaning down to capture your lips with his. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist, keeping your hands planted above your head as you melted into the kiss. You took advantage of the use of your legs, if you couldn’t touch him with your hands. 

One of Jamie’s hands slid between your bodies to find your clit again, using his thumb to try and bring you the edge, knowing he wouldn’t last much longer. In the past, you and Jamie went maybe 2 or 3 rounds sometimes in one night. However, it was different tonight. You hadn't seen each other in a long time, let alone had sex. 

His pace began to quicken, his thrusts getting rougher and rougher. He buried his face in your neck once more and you couldn’t help but tangle your fingers into his hair, gently tugging on the blonde locks. 

“Shit,” he gasped, masked by a dark chuckle as he kissed your neck. 

“J-Jamie…” Your mind was too clouded by everything to even think about forming a proper sentence, but Jamie knew you and your body better than you knew yourself, and vice versa. 

You knew he was getting close by the way his cock twitched inside you. Your grasp on his hair tightened as you felt your high getting closer and closer. 

“Inside.” Was the final word you managed to mutter into his ear before you came undone, your legs locking around him, making sure he wouldn’t pull out before you came down from your high. 

As you were beginning to catch your breath, your muscles relaxing as you lay there blissed out, felt him twitch in you once more, cumming inside you with a moan, followed by your name. You rocked your hips as he stilled inside of you, milking his cock of every last drop. 

“Fuck,” he groaned, follow by a chuckle as he smiled lazily down at you, “you don’t understand how much I’ve missed you.”

[justmeinadaze]

We're A Family Part 10 (Steddie X You)

A/N: I had many feels with this one. From this point forward I may start aging everyone up a bit just because I have some ideas with Steddie being girl dads and then Dylan needing them for advice all growing boys need. Im also drooling to get to teacher Steve... We also may throw another kid in there. Idk. Definitely not 6 @sidthedollface2 !!!

Warnings: ANGST and SMUT with a dash of fluff. Reader interacts with her mother which is always fun (I may also be dealing with things personal in this regard that flowed into my writing...), Reader and boys fight! I know! Its a small one though. She mentions feelings from her previous marriage and feeling like she isn't enough. Um...I think that it.

Word count: 4085

“Dada…da…da…”

“I know, sweetheart. I miss them to.”

You and Aurora were sitting on the floor of your bedroom while Dylan laid a few feet away patting the floor. 

“Come on, Ro. You can do it.” She giggled at her brother as she tried to take a step forward before falling back on her butt.

This was the fourth day in a row that the guys hadn’t been home in time for dinner. Eddie had been working late at the shop while Steve had stayed behind at school to work on a project he had due. You missed them terribly but you would never bring it up. They were both working so hard to take care of you and the kids but you’d be lying if you said there weren’t a few times you had some flashbacks to your previous marriage. 

You reminded yourself constantly that this was different. Charlie had always been out on the town with his friends or fucking other women behind your back. Eddie and Steve were both at work. You weren’t allowed to be angry…right? It’s ok though. The guys said tomorrow everything would go back to normal…right?

The sound of your phone ringing startled you back to reality. 

“Hello?”

“Hey! Is my son there?”

“Lynette? No, he isn’t and if he was I wouldn’t let you talk to him.”

She aggressively sighs. “Just like Wayne. So fucking self-righteous. I need to know if he’s going to the hearing.”

“Oh, well, I can answer that. No. Now leave him alone.”

Dylan laughed as you hung up the phone. “You’re so spicy, mom.”

“Yeah, it comes with old age.” He laughs harder as you laugh with him. “You want to watch a movie, weirdo?”

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Steve sighed as he quietly opened the front door to a relatively dark house. Like you had been doing all week, the kitchen light remained on illuminating the entryway enough for him so he could see. 

“Hey, Munson.”

“Harrington. You’re just walking in to I see?”

He nodded as he reached for the fridge door, softly smiling at the food you left behind for them. 

“We don’t deserve her.” As he turns back around, he notices Eddie reading the note you left behind. Even though you could text them, you always left a note on the counter giving them a play by play of the evening. The metalhead hands it to Steve as he retrieves a beer and leans against the counter. 

“Eddie and Steve,

Dylan insisted on Chinese food so I ordered you both something and left it in the fridge. He had a good day and even told me about a new girl in his class :P. I think he likes her.

Ro still hasn’t got walking down. Our son keeps calling to her like she’s a dog and all she does is laugh lol She has definitely mastered crawling for sure. I saved the lives of one of your guitars, Ed!

She asks for you guys a lot. At night while we’re watching tv, she’ll point or look around and call out for ‘dada’. She misses you two…we all do…

Eddie, baby, your mom called my phone tonight looking for you asking about the hearing. I told her you didn’t want to go. I wanted to give you a heads up just in case she tries calling you to.

I love you both so much,

Y/N <3 “

“Steve, one of us should at least be here.”

“I know… I don’t know what to fucking do, Eddie. This is a big project for the semester and then I have to still go to work and make money. What about you?”

“I’m working to, man. I have more responsibility now and not just here. I…”, he exhales as he heads for the stairs. “I’m too fucking tired.”

Their hearts break when they enter the bedroom, finding all three of you asleep on the bed. Steve carefully picks up Aurora from your chest as Eddie pries Dylan from your hip, carrying them to their respective areas. 

Without even changing, they threw themselves into bed next to you, pulling you into their embrace as they fell asleep. 

#############

When you woke up, they were both already gone for work. The only reason you knew they even came home was because you could still smell their scent lingering in the sheets. 

For the rest of the Saturday, you busied yourself around the house to make the time go by faster. Eddie and Steve were supposed to come home by 6 but the anger didn’t start to rise until 7 when neither of them had come back yet. Stomping to your phone you noticed a few texts you had missed. Steve said that the group he was working with in his class had some free time so he was going to run to one of their houses to finish up their project and Eddie said he had to work late again but promised he’d be home by 8 at the latest. 

You fumed as you paced in the kitchen. They promised today everything would go back to normal. They told you things were going to go back to how they were so they could at least see the kids before they went to bed. Without thinking it through you grabbed your phone and texted them a response.

“Fuck you both.”

Thirty minutes later, both boys angrily barreled into the house, shocked to find not you but Kierra in the living room. 

“I don’t know what you two did but my sister is pissed.”

“Where is she?”

“She said she needed to let off some steam.”

“Kierra, come on, we know you know where she is.”

Your sister glared in their direction, rising to her feet with Aurora on her hip. 

“Dada. Dada.”, she clapped reaching for Steve.

“I’m taking them to my house to spend the night. Talk to her, gentlemen. Y/N can handle a lot but she won’t put up with another Charlie.” It was their turn to glare, hating being compared to your douchebag ex. “She’s at The Hideout. Bring your shield and swords. My sister isn’t exactly a happy drunk.”

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I’m not supposed to be angry. I’m not supposed to be angry. I’m not—” 

You chugged back the liquid in your glass as you lit another one of Eddie’s cigarettes. You imagined you looked pretty pathetic in a dark bar, smoking a cigarette in a shirt and jacket that were two sizes too big but you needed them close to you. Eddie’s jacket and one of Steve’s button up shirts were blanketed in their smells that had you hugging yourself as you tried to push back the tears that tried to run down your face. 

“Man trouble?” Your eyes shoot up to meet your moms as she sits diagonal from you at the bar, ordering a drink of her own as she lights up the cigarette in her mouth. “I swear me being here is a coincidence. It seems Mrs. Harrington and I don’t have a lot to talk about these days. Plus, she spends less time at that country club now that she’s at your house more.”

“Can I just drink alone, please?”, you whine. 

Your mother nods as she takes a sip of the martini that was handed to her. “How’s, um, how’s Dylan?”

“You would know if you bothered to come by or even call.” She looks down as you snap at her, immediately feeling guilty. “He’s doing ok. He plays baseball now and is dead set on teaching Aurora how to walk.”

“Is that the baby’s name?”

“My daughter, your granddaughter? Yes, it is.”

Your mother sighs as she turns to fully face you. “I don’t have a problem with her. I hope you know that. Janet showed me some pictures of her. She’s really beautiful.”

“No, you just have a problem with her mother being together with her fathers.”

“That’s what I’m talking about, Y/N! She has ONE father. ONE parent. How are you going to explain that to her when she gets older. Hell, how are you going to explain it to her now?! I imagine for a toddler that will be extremely confusing. And have you even considered what school will be like for her?! You’re so selfish, Y/N.”

You chugged down the rest of the liquor in your glass as you began to subtly cry. You already felt selfish for being angry with the boys…this is the last thing you needed. 

“Y/N, let me call Eddie to pick you up!”

“I’m not driving, Nick!”, you shouted as you exited the bar.

As you began your trek into the parking lot, your mother’s voice floated from behind you. 

“Y/N, come on. Let me drive you home.”

“Don’t!”, you snap as you turn on her. “Don’t pretend like you fucking care about me now. Don’t patronize me and pretend like you give a fuck about me or my kids! You told Charlie all about my life and things he didn’t need to fucking know which kick started a brand-new custody filing which fucking back fired because even a court so far seems to think my home is better than his! He felt so cornered he took him from school without telling me and got arrested. Did you know that?”

“Did you know that no one makes fun of Dylan at school and most of his friends think it’s ‘cool’ he has three parents? Of course, my son doesn’t care about that. All he cares about is the fact that he finally has men in his life who are there and actually make him feel wanted!”

This was a long time coming. Everything you been holding in was finally spilling out of you and you couldn’t reel it back in. A hand suddenly touched your arm but you didn’t bother turning around. At that moment, it didn’t matter. 

“Y/N, baby, come on.”, Steve murmured before you yanked out of his grasp.

“Aurora may only be one but believe it or not she understands that these two are her father. Biologically, yes, one helped make her but it takes more than that to be a parent but you wouldn’t understand anything about that, would you? I haven’t seen you in almost 2 years and why?! Because I found two good people I love and love me back? Jesus, you’re right. I am fucking selfish! I’m not perfect!”

As you spoke, Eddie and Steve tried to pull you towards the car but you kept fighting to get out of their grasp. 

“Why am I not enough for you?”

Eddie finally stepped in front of you, blocking your mom from your view as he grabbed your biceps forcing you to look at him. 

“Stop! Stop... Get in the car, sweetheart.”

Steve opened the back door, guiding you in before facing your mom. “You know, for someone who cares about how people perceive her, you give off a really shitty image. Maybe it’s time to consider if you’re trying to impress the right people.”

#############

You barge into the house and head straight for the liquor cabinet in the kitchen.

“Fucking child proof...garbage…ugh!”, you whine as you aggressively pull on the child lock attached to the door.

“You don’t need anymore alcohol, Y/N.” Both men were leaning against opposite counters watching you. 

“I’m sorry, Steven, but you don’t get to tell me what to do. I’m an adult—”

“Whose acting like a child.”, Eddie cut you off.

“Said the man who acts like a kid 24/7.” You glare at them as you exhale. “Fuck this. I’m going to bed.” As you tried to head towards the stairs, they both cut you off. “Move.”

“Or what?”, Steve challenged. 

It had been awhile since you saw this version them; the angry version that didn’t mind playing into your attitude with a fury of their own. 

Turning on your heels, you planned to go around the counter through the living room but Eddie cut you off. 

“What was that text about? ‘Fuck you both.’”

“You BOTH promised me you would be home today?!”

“Sorry, honey. Shit came up. It’s not like we’re out on the town or having any fucking fun! Eddie and I are working our asses off!”

“So do I! I work an 8hr shift AND come home to take care of TWO kids alone!”

“We talked about this, Y/N. You knew when Steve started school and I took that promotion our schedules would be tight. You said you were fine with it.”

“Well maybe I’m not! And tight is completely different that not seeing you at all.”

“What do we do then, huh? You want me to quit my job so we can scrape by for the next year and a half? Maybe, Ed can go back to his old position that he hated. At least everyone would be fucking happy!”

You marched outside, slamming the backdoor as you lit a fresh cigarette. 

“Hey! Don’t walk away! We aren’t done.”

“I DON’T KNOW!”, you screamed. Your hands beginning to shake as the tears started to flow again. “I don’t know, Eddie. I-I know I’m not allowed to be angry and I know that you guys aren’t doing anything wrong or anything like that. But I hear Dylan talk and see Aurora search for you…then I go to bed alone and I just…I feel like I did when I was married to Charlie.”

“That’s…”, Steve aggressively sighs as he tries to control his temper. “That’s not fair, Y/N.”

“I know but, fuck. Maybe I am selfish.”

“If there’s one thing you’re not, sweetheart, it’s selfish. Don’t bring your mom’s ignorance into this because what she thinks about you and us doesn’t matter. What I do want to focus on is you’re the second person today to compare us to your ex and I don’t fucking like it.”

“Me either.”, Steve chimed in.

“Y/N, we know you went through a lot with him and still are but we aren’t him. How would you feel if we said something you did reminded us of Emily.” You cringed at the thought. “Exactly. We would never fucking hurt you the way Charlie did and we would never fucking give up on you either.” You made a funny face in his direction so Eddie continued. 

��Baby, he stopped fighting for you the moment he cheated on you. Fucking asshole was so petty he wouldn’t even let the mother of his child and son stay in their home.”

“If he hadn’t done that though, I never would have met you two.” You flashed them a slanted smile as you wiped your eyes. “I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking when I sent that text earlier. You know me, I saw red and… I was just so excited you guys were going to be home.”

Your gaze shifted between theirs as something quickly passed through their eyes, something you hadn’t seen directed towards you since living across from them...

 “I’m going to go get ready for bed.” You grin again, tossing the cigarette into the ashtray before swishing past them into the house. 

A hand abruptly grabs your shoulder, spinning you around as lips crash to yours. The many rings on his fingers tells you its Eddie as he pushes you against the living room wall. There’s a neediness to both your energies as he hastily unbuttons your pants and slides his hand under the waistband of your panties, making you moan as he roughly inserts two of his fingers into your cunt. 

You cling to his neck as he sucks on yours, thrusting into you at an aggressive pace. 

“E-Eddie… slow…oh my god…slow down.”

Without a word, he does as you ask, choosing to curl his fingers deep inside of you. Your legs began to shake as you reached down to grip his wrist. You tried to pull at his hair to look at his face but his lips remained attached to your neck. Instead, you searched for Steve, finding him leaning beside you both, his eyes overshadowed with that determination you saw before. 

Tonight, it was just you three and it had been so long since you had been together not just sexually but intimately. You were hurting and so were they. They missed you as much as you missed them and tonight they were going to show you how much. Tonight, the house belonged to you guys and they were going to make you scream their names so all of Hawkins understood you were theirs, no matter what.

You moan his name repeatedly as you cum, yanking Steve’s shirt to bring his lips to yours. As soon as Eddie removed his hand, the other man lifted you into his arms, bringing you into the kitchen and placing you on the island in the middle. The metalhead came around to grip your waist as Steve aggressively tugged off your jeans and panties. 

After pulling you closer to the edge, he threw off his shirt before kneeling, opening your legs wider, and wrapping his mouth around your clit. His motions were just as fast as Eddie, not allowing you much time to catch your breath. Lips and teeth warmed your breast as Eddie switched between the two. 

“I…guys…please…fuck…” You were struggling to form words as they both overwhelmed your senses. The sharp, cold temperature of the granite hit your back as you laid flat against it, thrusting your hips against the man’s face till you felt the coil snap and you came again. Eddie lifted you, placing you on your feet, and turning you so your back was to his chest. 

He fumbled with his belt as he walked you towards the stairs, kicking them and his boxers to the side as you fall forward onto the steps. The man licks his hand, pumping himself a few times before pushing into you as you moan. His fingers clung to your hips as he thrust into you, the obscene sound of skin hitting skin filling the area. 

Footsteps echoed beside you as Steve pushed off his own attire tossing it to the ground. After sliding himself in front of you, your hands grip his thighs for support as you encase his cock with your lips. 

He grunts at the feeling as you moan and bob your head, pulling your hair into a ponytail so he can watch you take him. Eddie falls forward, grinding into your pussy hard as his hands roam your now sweaty body. 

You lift your head, continuing to jerk him as fast as you can, shouting Eddie’s name as you hurtle quickly over that ledge again. He groans as you flutter around him, pulling out before taking you in his arms as he heads for the bedroom. 

Throwing you onto your back on the mattress, he lifts one of your legs over his shoulder and breaches your entrance again as he chases his high. Steve climbs up beside you, licking his fingers and reaching between you to rub your swollen clit. 

“Please…I can’t…again…too much…” They both silently continue what they were doing, lost in you and the moment. Eddie grunts as he cums, thrusting his hips till he empties inside of you. 

Steve takes over as the other boy pulls out and backs away, sliding himself into you before pushing your legs together and turning you on your side. This position had him deeper inside of you then you had ever felt as you gripped the sheets for support, needing to hold on to something as he smacked his hips against yours. 

Out of the corner of your eye, you saw his hand reaching for yours, quickly reaching over to take it as he gripped you tightly. The sound of your whimpers and moans escalated until you couldn’t hold back anymore, crying and shouting Steve’s name into the darkness. His body folded over your own slightly as his rhythm sputtered and he came, rope after rope filling you up. 

The room feel quiet except for your sniffles into the blankets. Someone gently lifted you into their arms and carried you to the bathroom before placing you on your feet by the tub. Looking up, you met Eddie’s soft brown eyes as he smiled, brushing your hair behind your ear. A loud grunt left him as you practically tackled him, wrapping your arms around his waist as you cried into his chest. Steve came up behind you, hugging you as he rested his cheek on your head. 

They waited for the bathtub to fill before releasing you, holding your hand as you stepped inside and immediately tugged your knees under your chin as they joined you. After Steve delicately pulled up your hair, he tenderly ran his palms along your shoulders and down your arms as Eddie cleaned your body. 

“I don’t like this…the silence…” The only reason you knew they heard you was because their movements paused for a moment before they continued. “Please say something.”

“You’re more than enough.” Your eyes met Eddie’s in total confusion. “You asked your mom why you weren’t enough and I know part of the reason you feel the way you’ve been feeling is because Charlie made you believe that to. You’re MORE than enough. You are everything.”

“You’re not selfish for feeling the way you’ve been feeling, Y/N.”, Steve continued after. “We miss you to and the kids. When you said Dylan has been trying to show Ro how to walk more, I panicked like what if we weren’t here when she finally did?”

You sighed as you leaned against his chest.

“We finished our project so I’m done there and, of course, the semester ends next week so I’ll be home more. Maybe next semester, I can cut back on some of my hours at work. Things might be a bit tight but…”

“Maybe not.”

“What do you mean, Ed?”

“The owner of the shop, Scott? He’s retiring after the new year. Part of the reason I’ve been staying late is because… he’s been talking about giving the garage to me.”

“Eddie, oh my god. That’s amazing!” You lean forward wrapping your arms around his neck. “Why didn’t you say anything?”

“I didn’t want to get anyone’s hopes up including my own if he decided against it. But, baby, this would mean I could be home more and we would have more money. Steve could even solely focus on school but knowing him he would insist on continuing to work.”

“You’re not wrong.”, Steve chuckles. 

“But what about music? Corroded Coffin?”

“I can practice more with them to. Sweetheart, I’m not going to become a rockstar in the next year.”, he laughs. 

“You’re already a rockstar to me.”, you smile as you kiss his lips.

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“Oh hey, look. The entire Munson-Harrington clan came to get you guys AND they seem happy.”, Kierra grins as she opens her door wider to allow you three into her home. “Did you fall on your knees and beg for forgiveness?”

“Eh something like that.”, Eddie laughs. 

“Your mother was at the bar to last night. I’m not sure if she told you that.”

Your sister sighed at Steve’s comment. “I swear to God, that woman can be so…ugh! What did she say, Y/N?” When you didn’t answer, she turned to face you, noticing your eyes focusing on the kids. 

Dylan was holding Aurora’s hand allow her to balance before letting her go. She took one wobbly step forward before falling on her butt and smiling up at him. You sunk to your knees placing yourself a small distance away from her. Your son lifted her up again, holding her hand as he guided her towards you before letting her go. She stood still just for a moment as she looked your way. 

“Come here, baby. I missed you. Give mama a hug?”

You reached out your arms as she giggled before slowly taking two steps forward. She almost fell catching herself on her hands before pushing back to a standing position. 

“Ma…mama!”

She took two more determined steps by herself before falling into your lap. 

“Oh, Wayne’s going to hate that.”, Eddie grinned. 

“God job, Ro.” Steve kissed her forehead as she keened into your neck. 

“Get ready, boys. Here comes the fun part. Running after a toddler around a two story house with sticky fingers.”, Kierra laughed as she wrapped her arms around you leaning her head on the Aurora’s back. 

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Dipper accidentally summons King Phantom to Gravity Falls to help against Bill?

okay never thought i'd write anything with GF buttttt here ya go @guardianrex <3

And Happy super late tenth birthday gravity falls. Hope this rocks.

"You're just a teenager!" Dipper pointed at the lanky boy from behind the table turned cover. His finger shakes a little as he wills himself to be brave.

"You're just a teenager!" Dipper pointed at the lanky boy from behind the table-turned-cover. His finger shakes a little as he wills himself to be brave.

"And you're just a kid," said teenager yawns, rubbing sleep out of heavily bagged eyes. "Is there a reason I'm standing in my living room with some kid I don't know at ass o clock in the morning?"

Dipper swallows. He'd meant to summon the 'Infinity King', a figure Grunkle Ford had found information on during his travels. The King of All Reality was supposedly an eldritch being of unknown origin and deathless power, one that could possibly be asked to help deal with Bill and his crap.

And his research was going perfectly! The texts Ford had shown him a few weeks ago- the very same texts that Dipper had stolen while Ford was asleep, were translated quite easily (who knew Pig Latin was a viable language in some realities?) and used without his Grunkle's knowledge. Against said Grunkle's warnings.

But ignoring warnings could have gone much worse. At least the figure floating three inches off the floor looked about as human as Dipper did. He knows from personal experience (what a weird summer) it doesn't mean much, but at least the King's skin wasn't like, inside-out or something gross. He shudders at the thought of the possibility.

Although the King looks nothing more than a teenager who just woke up, Dipper could still sense something about the guy was... off.

Unnatural

Dipper realizes he's been staring for a while, and that he's being stared back at. He points more confidently at the King and swallows his fear.

"Takes one to uh... takes one to know one!"

Smooth

The Infinity King sighs and pinches his brow. "Look, kid. I don't know how you summoned me or why you summoned me, but I'm very tired. I have no money, and I would like to go back to bed before the test I have tomorrow."

"Oh man, is it not summer break for you? That stinks."

"Buddy I'm in summer school, it does stink. So I'd appreciate being able to leave. Please."

"Oh yeah let me just-" Dipper almost falls for the believable performance before catching himself. "Wait a second, that's dumb. I'm not gonna fall for that, Infinity King!"

Dipper shines his flashlight into the King's eyes and is on the receiving end of a very angry stare. "Ancients help me..." the King sighs.

"Nobody can help you! Those sigils are for trapping ghosts and spirits! So now you gotta listen to what I say."

"I really don't have a choice, huh?" The King crosses his legs and places an elbow on his knee. "Alright, shortie. What did you summon me for? Need dating advice? Video game level can't be beat? Annoying sister?"

"I'm not so dumb to summon a powerful being for petty squabbles or whatever!" Dipper grumbles. "I'm dealing with something really really bad, alright?"

He walks up to the border of the circle and shows the King the journal, specifically the pages on Bill Cipher.

"What the hell is this thing? An evil triangle?" the King asks and begins to read. "Don't like how that page gives me goosebumps."

"He's an inter dimensional demon and a jerk. He's also evil and messing with my family."

"Well, I don't know what I can do, but inter dimensional jerks happen to be what I fight most." the King sighs. "What can I do to help?"

"First you gotta make me a-a deal!" Dipper's voice squeaks, realizing what he's said aloud before looking around to make sure Bill isn't going to pop up out of nowhere.

"Kid, I don't think deals are a good choice for someone your age, nor with an inter dimensional being like me."

"Yeah, but like, your kind is kinda all about deals, right?"

"No, but I guess if it makes you feel better... how about you buy me a pizza when this is over. A pizza, and a milkshake of my choice."

"You're serious?" Dipper squints.

"Deadly." the King grins.

"Alright, deal then-"

"Okay, drop the shield and we'll shake on it."

[ayelbee]

MORE THAN LOVE | K. MBAPPÉ | 4

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Summary: Sometimes even love is not enough for relationships. But it's fine because you are over it. But getting again in a contact with his younger brother wasn't smart.

TW: some curse words, Kylian being a dick

Notes: I just wanna thank you for you reactions on this ff<3 love you all..

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“So you are really going?” Kylian looked at you in disbelief as you were placing clothes into your luggage. You thought that it was obvious that you would not change your opinion about visiting your family.

“Yes Kylian, as I said earlier it’s the only week when I can see all of them.” you stayed calm. The last thing you would want was to fight with him.

“You know that we could visit them together when Y/b/n will come back from the camp, as I have no games that week.” he came closer to you. You stopped packing, you turned his way as you fixed your gaze on him.

“No, we could not Kylian. How many times do I have to tell you that I'm going to New York that week.” as much as you were trying to be calm, you started to get annoyed by the fact that Kylian was ignoring your work trip.

“But if you told your boss that you can’t go, she would respect that.” he was still calm, which made you just more annoyed.

“But I want to go to Kylian! Why wouldn’t I? What's your problem with that? It is the same as you going to Galtier saying that you don't want to play against Nantes this week.”

“Y/n you know that it is not the same!” He was pissed now. Why were so blind he thought. You weren’t clearly seeing things as he did, and he was also 100% sure that he saw them the right way.

“Do you think it is not? Because it is. Go to Galtier, say it to him and you can leave tomorrow with me!” you throw your hand up in the air. You didn’t understand where this possessive Kylian came from. He was always supportive of you, and your work. So why did he change? What changed him? Where was your Kylian?

“Y/n don’t be fucking delusional. You know that things don’t work this way in football. You know it from the start.”

"Kylian, you're using a double standard on us. So please open your eyes and think about what you want from me and what you are actually giving me. Because where did angry Kylian come from? What happened to you?” you weren’t feeling angry for a moment. You were just sad about what was happening with the two of you.

“Because our work isn't the same Y/n! That’s why I am using double standards for us. You can leave your job because I’m able to give you the whole world with my job. We won’t struggle to live just with my money. But if I stopped playing football would you be able to pay for everything for us? No, you wouldn’t. And if you are trying to find out what happened to me, look at yourself first. Because I’m not the one who all of a sudden put our relationship on the back burner.” Kylian raised his voice, he let his emotions do the talking.

You were silent as you were searching for words but before you were able to answer him he was gone. You didn’t even notice until the slamming of the door confirmed to you that he had left. You sat on the floor next to your luggage slowly breaking into a cry. He had hurt you, hurt you with his words so strongly that you weren’t even sure if you will be able to go back to your guy's normal.

You hugged your knees as close to your body as possible. You were sobbing so loudly, feeling like he just broke a piece of your heart. You started to replay the whole situation in your head, trying to find out where it broke into this argument. Because when he came to you, you thought that in the end, you will explain everything to each other. You thought that Kylian will apologize, that he will understand your actions, and that you erase all the arguments from the last few weeks.

But it didn’t end that way. Everything quickly turned into something more difficult.

It was midnight, and you were trying to fall asleep in your shared bed, but your head was replaying Kylian's words again and again. You knew that with your job you will never have as big a salary as Kylian, but it was still more than you ever thought about. The lifestyle Kylian was living was too expensive, but you didn’t care, because Kylian didn’t care. You were way more cautious with your money than him, but that didn’t change the fact that you were able to secure yourself. You could buy yourself what you wanted unless it was a plane or something like that. The last thing you would want from Kylian was his money, and he knew that.

The opening of the bedroom door interrupted your thoughts. Kylian got home. You didn’t know where he went and to be completely honest, you didn’t even wanna know.

“Are you awake Mon amour?” he lay down on the bed next to you. You hummed in response. “I’m sorry about the argument earlier, but I’m not changing my opinion.” you felt his hands around your waist as he pulled you closer to him.

“I don’t wanna leave angry” you turned to him. “because I love you.” a small tear escaped your eye, and he whipped it off.

“You know I love you too.” he slowly placed his lips on your forehead. You pressed your body more into him hugging him back. And that’s how you fell asleep. Kylian was trying his hardest to not fall asleep. He wanted to remember your hands around him. He knew how much he would need you this week. But you won’t be there. Tears started to escape his eyes as the whole situation from earlier and your hurt eyes were the only thing he could think about.

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The world cup broke Kylian, like he wasn’t broken enough. He was shit since ever then, and he knew it. He also tried to fix himself, but he didn’t know how. And Hakimi wasn’t really helping.

“I’m gonna die alone.” Kylian sat on the kitchen island of Hakimi’s kitchen.

“You are acting like a drama queen Kylian,” Hiba spoke as she was cooking something, Achraf on the other hand laughed. Kylian ended up spending his afternoon there after his brother rejected his plan of spending their time together.

“I’m not, it is just a pure fact. Look at him, he just turned 16 and now he doesn’t have time for his brother. Because of a girl? He always wanted to spend time with me, so that's what actually happened to him.” Kylian wasn’t really proud of himself for crushing at Hakimi's place on their free day. The pair definitely wanted to spend that day as a family with their kids, but Kylian was after all also their family, right? Plus what was he supposed to do? He was desperate.

He had slept over at his parent's house yesterday, so he definitely couldn’t crush at their place. They would start thinking that there is something wrong with him. Which probably was, but he didn’t want them to know. Then he wanted to spend the day with Ethan, but Ethan has been out with this mystery girl, so he was also not an option. Kylian could stay at home, playing Fifa all day long but he didn’t want to. For the past six months, he had spent a lot of time there alone, every day feeling more miserable than the day before so he ultimately rejected that option. So in the end this couple was his salvation.

“You should calm down brother” Achraf sipped his coffee. “You were the same at his age.” Kylian knew that they were right, but he still needed them.

“But I am annoyed because he didn’t tell me about this girl ever before. I had breakfast with him this morning and he didn’t say a word.” Kylian stole a cookie from a plate next to him.

“Because he was nervous.” Achraf rolled his eyes. “Anyway you didn’t tell me that you went for breakfast to your parent's house today.” he raised his eyebrows

“Well, I was sleeping over.” Kylian didn’t really want them to know about this.

“Again?” Hiba once again moved her attention to the men. Kylian just shrugged his shoulders, looking down at his hands as if he was guilty. “Is that because of Y/n again?” Hiba really cared about Kylian as he was her’s husbands best friend. But she also really liked you.

“Yeah,” he admitted, still looking at his hands. “I wasn’t ready for seeing her again, I just couldn’t go home.” now he looked at Hakimi, who got closer to him as he placed his hand on Kylian’s should.

“Maybe you should talk to her Kyky, it is six months and you are still not over her yet.”

“Who would I help? Definitely not to myself. She’s probably over it for a long time, I wouldn’t be surprised if she was actually leaving from a date yesterday” Kylian knew that you were over it, you were the one who broke up with him.

“Kylian, you still stalk her instagram so you know that she wasn’t leaving from a date yesterday.” that was enough for Kylian. He came for reassurance, now he was getting nothing but misery. The misery that he may have deserved, but didn't want to admit it.

“I’m gonna go home, thank you for those kind words people. See you Hakimi tomorrow.”

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The moment Kylian entered his apartment he felt sick. Ever since you left it was empty. Empty with stuff and empty with emotions. The warmth of home left even when heathers were on.

Kylian crashed on the couch, too tired to go to the bedroom. Today he did nothing physically demanding but he was still tired. More mentally than physically but still tired. The apartment didn't look like that day when you left. Kylian wouldn’t be able to live in that. He changed quite a lot of things. He couldn't sleep in the same bed, he couldn’t have the same couch. So he bought these things new, but it didn’t help him sleep better. Kylian even replaced the painting on the walls with some random stuff to make him feel better. But he won’t feel better if he won’t speak to you.

So now he was looking down at his phone trying to decide if he was going to do the right thing or if he’s gonna make things just worse. But in the end, he pressed the green button hoping that he was making the right decision.

His whole body tingled at the thought of hearing your voice again. He patiently waited.

How will you react to his call?

Will he hear your sleepy voice?

Maybe not everything is lost. Maybe that’s what you are waiting for, his actions.

No, he didn’t feel miserable. He felt hopeful.

But he waited in vain, after a few seconds of silence came a wave of hard realization.

You have blocked him.

It suddenly dawned on him how naive he had been for a moment. All the shreds of hope he had gathered during that quick moment were lost again. You were lost, and he knew he would never find you on his own. Now he felt like the night you broke up again. His little house of hope was destroyed in a matter of seconds. The first tear escaped his eye, and then hundreds of others escaped too.

He was fucked and he knew it.

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Tag list: @nightlockcornucopia, @she-lives-in-her-dreams, @sorceresski @m4k444 @mrs-dasilvasantoss

[jojojoy1]

Ajax Petropolus x reader

Summary: you're one of the most popular students at nevermore. You're best friends with Bianca, Yoko(whom is also your roommate), Divina and Kent. However, you are dating Ajax Petropolus, who is shy and quiet, totally not the kind of person you normally surround yourself with. To keep your popularity, you keep your relationship with Ajax a secret. He was fine with that at the beginning, but now he wants to tell people.

You were stood with your best friends, Bianca, Kent, Yoko and Divina, at the fountain, talking about whatever. You had been dating Ajax Petropolus for 3 months now, however, none of your friends knew. You're one of the most popular students at nevermore, Ajax isn't. While you love Ajax, he just doesn't fit your persona. He had agreed to keep your relationship a secret because he wants to be with you, but maybe he wants more.

Ajax POV

I just stared at her. She is so beautiful, I want to go up to her and kiss her right now. But I can't do that cuz I'm not cool enough to be her boyfriend publicly.

3 months ago I thought I was making the right decision when I said we could keep it a secret, but it's killing me. Not even my friends know, and I hate lying to them.

"Ajax! Dude!" Xavier shouted at me, hitting me around the head, "You listening?"

"Of course he's not," Spoke Enid, "He's to busy staring at Y/N" She teased.

"I wasn't staring," I whisper, looking at the table, "I was glancing."

"Dude, you're totally in love with her."

"Go away," I turn to Wednesday hoping she will jump in and change the topic.

"Why don't you ask her out?" Enid exclaims.

"Yeah, take her into Jericho this weekend!" Xavier agrees.

"Guys, can we drop this?" I say. If we continue talking about Y/N I'm gonna tell them everything and she'll be pissed at me.

"Fine," Enid finally backs down, "So, Poe Cup is coming up,"

I stop listening to what their all talking about now. I need to talk to Y/N. I can't keep hiding this anymore.

Normal POV

You were sat in your dorm with Yoko when you got a text from Ajax,

'I'm coming over, we need to talk'

You were confused to say the least. Your relationship was perfect, what could he possibly need to talk to you about.

"Hey, you okay?" Yoko asked when you didn't respond.

"Yeah, fine. Umm, Yoko, Can I cash in one of my 'need you to leave the dorm' tickets."

"Yeah, I'll just go hang with Divina. Was that text really that bad."

"Yeah. Thanks by the way," You say as Yoko grabs a couple things before leaving.

"Sure, Don't worry about it."

...

10 minuets after Yoko left, you here a knock at your door. You get up and open it, and by no surprise Ajax is stood there looking the most stressed ever. He didn't wait for you to let him in, he just walked past you over to your bed.

"A 'hello' would be nice" You say, sarcastically.

"We need to talk."

"Yeah, about what? Everything is fine."

"No it's not!" Ajax had never yelled at you before, it took you by surprise.

"Don't shout at me. Let's talk this through." You walk over to your bed and sit down, encouraging Ajax to do the same.

Ajax sits and puts his head in his hands.

"I want to tell people about us. I want to tell my friends that I'm dating the most beautiful girl in school. I want to stop lying to people. I want to stop feeling like my own girlfriend is embarrassed by me."

You sit in shock at the small outburst. Ajax was a very laid back guy, he would just go with the flow, so these sudden demands of your relationship was a surprise.

"Babe-"

"No! No no no no" Ajax lifted his head from his hands and it was obvious he was crying. "We're not doing the whole 'we'll tell them soon, just give it time' spiel. I'm done waiting. Either we tell them tomorrow morning at breakfast or we break up 'cause it feels like I mean nothing to you. Every time I see you in the quad I always look at you in hope of you acknowledging me, but you don't. Then I have to act like nothing's going on between us when Xavier or Enid says something. It's not fair Y/N. I don't want to keep hiding us. I deserve better. I deserve someone who isn't embarrassed to be seen with me. After I texted you, how long did it take for you to tell Yoko to leave?"

"Ajax I-"

"How long Y/N?"

"Almost immediately" You whisper, embarrassed.

"Y/N, do you really want to be with me?"

"Yes. Yes, of course I do."

"Then start acting like it 'cause I'm not waiting forever."

"We'll tell everyone tomorrow, I promise."

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The next morning, when you and Yoko left your dorm to walk down to breakfast to meet up with Bianca, Kent and Divina, Ajax made a surprise visit. He was stood outside your dorm waiting for you. When you walked out the door he wrapped his hands around your waist, "Hey, babe."

You got very nervous as you still hadn't told Yoko about you and Ajax, "Hey" You said and kissed him on the cheek.

"So this is the mystery man I had to keep leaving the dorm for." Yoko chuckled, "Not who I expected, but better than what I thought."

"Who did you think I was dating?" You asked, curious.

"Bianca, Divina and I thought you and Kent were hooking up. But this is way better."

"Is that why Divina's been pissed at me recently?"

"Yeah, but she'll be happy you're not fucking her brother."

"We going to breakfast then?" Ajax said.

"Yeah, let's go" You said.

The walk to breakfast was better than you had anticipated. When you walked into the quad to find Bianca, Divina and Kent all eyes turned to you and Ajax holding hands. You guessed Yoko had messaged Bianca on the way down as your normal table was pulled over to make one big table with Xavier, Enid and Wednesday.

You walked over, Yoko going to the other side of the table to sit next to Divina, and of course Bianca had to say something, "Well hello lovebirds!" she semi-shouted as you sat down next to her, Ajax next to Xavier.

"Fuck off." You said, jokingly.

"Morning." Divina said, with the biggest smile you had ever seen.

"You look happy." You teased, laughing.

"I'm very happy." Divina replied.

"SO HOW LONG HAS THIS BEEN GOING ON THEN!?!" Enid yelled in excitement, "'Cause if I'm not mistaken, just yesterday Ajax was seriously pining over Y/N?!"

"We've been going out for 3 months now." Ajax said, a smile covering his entire face.

"THREE! THREE WHOLE MONTHS AND I HAD NO CLUE!" Enid shouted again

"Enid, can you be quieter, soon only dogs will be able to here you." Wednesday said in her same monotone voice.

"Sorry." Enid whispered.

You all eat breakfast and talked until you had to go to class.

Every morning from now on, Ajax would meet you at your dorm and you, him and Yoko would walk to breakfast together, and the tables were always pushed together for you all to sit together. You couldn't be happier, telling everyone was the best decision you had ever made.

[en-thralled]

ENHYPEN YANDERE MAKNAE LINE [SUNOO, JUNGWON & NI-KI] PT. 2

MAKNAE LINE X READER

Warning: anything portrayed by ENHYPEN in this story does not reflect how they are in real life. I don't condone yandere behavior.

For entertainment purposes only

This story contains strong language and violence, read at your own risk :)!

A/N: yalls have been asking for part 2.. So here it is!!! It's really short. It's just to show new life of the reader. Sorry it took a while again😭 (i took a break from tumblr since i chose to focus on my studies :()i hope you like it though. I'm pretty sure this wasn't worth the wait😔💔(+this is pretty cringe frfr) . If you feel like this doesn't satisfy ur imagination, dw, there is part 3.(If you haven't seen part one yet, i recommend you read it. It gives a better understanding of the story.. 💜)

Also... Confession before I die(cbid) is on hold.

Part one here

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Starting...

it feels like eternity being trapped in this hellhole. You were lifeless, laying down staring at nothing but the ceiling. You were indeed, mourning for your boyfriend's death, and his body isn't found until now. His poor parents are worried sick about him.

You were blaming it all on yourself. What if you stayed away from them? Would it change anything? Honestly, your life now is full of what if's. Now, you're stuck in this place, with your 'lovers' who claim to love you sosososo much... You couldn't believe it. What they were capable of. They would take a life-- lives just for you. The fact that they can do it over and over again. It was.. killing you inside.

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"Miss Y/n..." A knock startled you. it knocked you out of your trance, as you struggle to put yourself up to sit on the bed. "yes..?" You weakly answer.

"Master Yang, is calling to you. " the maid informs you. You let out a heavy sigh. You drag yourself to stand up. You lazily hold the doorknob to open it. The maid almost looked surprised of how you look right now, you looked terrible. You could tell the slight twist in her facial expression, you couldn't tell if it was worry or disgust.

The maid assists you in going down the cold marble stairs, she was holding on to you like there's no tomorrow, as if you were to collapse in any second.

You were welcomed by the three guys, sitting on the fancy couches. You never knew jungwon was this rich, you weren't invited to his house very often. Well, its because he'd find any excuse just to cancel the plans of coming over to his house.

Their heads turn to you, and automatically, your body stiffens.

"Hi y/n! " sunoo greeted you. You still remain not to give any eye contact to any of them.

"Hi." You simply say, the maid guides you to the seat.

"Gina, ask my y/n what she wants. " he commands the maid. She nods, "ms. Y/n, what do you want to eat for breakfast?" She asks you. What did you want to eat? I mean, how can you eat such glorious food given to you? Daehyun was supposed to be the one eating this food right now, he should be the one alive.

bang

A loud slam startled you. "honey," you shudder at the nickname, "didn't you hear what Gina said? I don't suppose you want to starve and die?" jungwon cocks his brows at you.

You gulp, " yes, yes I do. I'd be with my boyfriend, with daehyun." You felt the way sunoo and niki's eyes darken.

"Or, why not kill me now?" And a blink of an eye, you find yourself on the floor, and felt a sharp sting in your cheek.

"You fucking bitch." Sunoo hisses, "you should be thankful that your alive." With that, he leaves and jungwon follows, feeling the same rage sunoo was feeling.

Your lips quiver in fear. A tear fell from your eyes.

"Stand up." Niki orders.

you look up to niki with pleading eyes. "Why... just why would you do this?" You ask, hoping you would get an answer.

He chuckles, " Because we love you. Sososososo much." he smirks and leaves.

You were sick to the stomach,because they love you? What. Kind. Of. Sick. Fucking. Lie is that?

[circusmania]

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Deception.

Suffocation.

Desperation.

Dissolution.

It was already the next day, Friday, the best day of the week! Which also means one more day until Omar's party! I can't wait!

The first period went along swellingly, now for theatre.

I sat down at the desk, it was seated between Judy and Omar.

“You excited for tomorrow?” Omar leaned in, I nodded and smiled while taking the notes from my binder.

“There's going to be plenty of stuff to do! We'll serve chips, alcohol, fruits-”

“Wait alcohol? Aren't we too young to drink?” Judy leaned into our conversation.

“What's wrong with living a little?” Omar laughed, Judy looked at me concernedly.

“Hey, I won't even be going near the alcohol. You don't have to worry about me.” I told her.

“If you don't want to drink alcohol, that's fine, we're going to have a punch bowl on the table too.”

“I'm not worried about what I'll drink, I'm concerned about if we get busted! We're only 17-18, we have to be at least 19!” Judy exclaimed, keeping her voice down.

“Close enough, and it's highly unlikely that we'll get caught,” Omar said.

This didn't reassure Judy.

“If you're so worried about it, maybe you shouldn't come.” Judy tensed at Omar's words.

“I'll come…” Judy whispered.

Omar shrugged while Judy slumped into her seat. He opened his astrology book and continued reading. Oh! That reminds me!

“Omar, you like dark fantasy, right?” He looked at me giddily.

“Yessss?? Why? You interested in it?”

“No, but Marcus is. He's into dark fantasy!”

“Marcus? Marcus D Angelo?”

I nodded, suddenly remembering all the events that happened yesterday. I still want to be friends with him, though… if he starts to get out of hand, I'll have to put some distance between us.

I turned back to Omar. “Yes, Marcus.”

Omar thought for a bit.

“Oh, heh, that's not surprising.”

“How so?”

“He just seems like the type to be.” Omar shot me a smile before turning back to his book.

Hmm, I guess he does seem like the type.

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Math is my second least favourite subject. Period.

Judy and I were walking together to our math class; she insisted on holding hands. We both stood at the doorway, examining the classroom in a way. Marcus was sitting at our table. Early as usual.

Judy kissed my cheek before skipping to her seat, she passed Marcus while slightly smirking at him. I scoffed, can't she just leave the poor guy alone?

I sat down next to him, noticing he was reading from a scrunched-up paper. I leaned in a bit.

It was a poem.

“You write poems?” He hid the paper under his stack of notes.

“Maybe” He didn't face my way, probably embarrassed.

“Sooo, did you decide if you were coming to Omar's party yet?”

“Yeah, I guess it wouldn't hurt to check it out.” He smiled.

“Now, back to the poem-”

“You're not reading it,” Marcus said, back to his usual monotone voice.

“Oh please!! I love to write poems! I swear I won't judge!” I tugged on his arm.

“Hmm, not right now, but probably in the future.”

He turned to face me, smiling.

I backed up a bit, just now noticing how close we were.

“Are you okay? You're turning red.” Marcus pressed the back of his hand onto my forehead.

“I'm fine! Just getting a bit hot in here, haha!” I fanned myself while averting his gaze.

“Are you sure? The nurse's office isn't that far-”

“I'M SURE.”

“Okay…” Marcus returned to his paper while looking up at the teacher who just walked in.

I took a few deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. This was a normal reaction! We were close (ON ACCIDENT) and it caught me by surprise! Totally normal reaction!

I hopefully managed to return to my normal colour.

I sighed, I can't wait for tomorrow.

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Yesterday passed like a breeze. It's finally time for a well-earned rest.

Omar's party isn't until later at night, so I have plenty of time to relax.

I grinned to myself.

Sometimes I forget I live alone. I only just moved into my apartment, a few months ago. It still feels like my parents will just pop out of nowhere.

I poured some cereal into a bowl and then some milk. I sat down and ate my breakfast.

I scrolled through insta till I got a notification from Omar.

Hyped for tonight!!

😎😎😎

Suddenly, my phone chimed with a new notification from Messenger. It was from an unknown number; it read “Hi”.

Btw, Marcus asked for your number. Thought y'all were buddies, so I gave it to him

Next time warn me about it first, got scared for a sec

lol

I changed Marcus's contact to his name and texted him back.

Hi

Hi! Marcus right?

Yeah

Cool. Getting ready for the party?

No. The party isn't until 7:30 pm

Right 😅

What are you gonna wear?

He was so blunt while texting, it was getting scary.

Nothing too fancy. Probably a hoodie at best.

Oh, I see. And your friends?

Well, that's new.

Judy is either going to match with Vanessa or just going to be casual, Vanessa is definitely going to go all out and Omar is going to wear something semi-formal.

Oh

Have you and Omar been getting along? He told me he gave you my number.

You could say that.

:)

That was enough texting for me. It was getting a little awkward.

My phone chimed again,

Marcus hearted your message: “:)”

I smiled.

I really couldn't wait for tonight.

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I stood in front of Omar's house.

Even though I was ten minutes early, the house was already full.

A cold hand touched my shoulder, pulling me away from my thoughts.

“Heyyyy! Are you ready to party??”

“Hey, Vanessa.”

As I guessed, she was wearing a very… uh… revealing black dress. It barely covered her thighs.

“I guess I am…”

She dragged me by the arm and inside the house.

I have been to Omar's house many times, but it always amazed me how big it is.

There were multicoloured lights everywhere, people dancing, people drowning themselves in-

“Hey, is that Judy?”

I stopped in my tracks, Vanessa too.

Judy was in a middle of a ring of people yelling “Chug, chug, chug!” in unison while she chugged a whole bottle of wine. Jesus Christ!

“She seems like she's having fun, now c'mon, let's dance!”

She shrugged Judy off and dragged me away to the dance floor. This time I resisted and slapped her hand away, making my way toward Judy.

“Judy! What the hell are you doing?!” I pulled her away from the crowd, however, to my surprise, she pushed me away.

“Oh, fuck off, bAbE!”

“Excuse me?” I asked; she most definitely was drunk.

“You're always hic chatting and hic hanging out with that fa hick, never have time for meee…”

She slouched onto me.

“Judy, that's not it at all. He's just new and … isn't making friends…”

“EXCUSES!!!!” Judy blurted out, pushing me yet again.

“Go awayyy”

“What-”

“GO away! Leave me, go to hic your new boyfriend!!” She wobbled away, leaving me alone, blushing…

Boyfriend???

I'm not gay, I'm dating her! I'm straight! I think…

I spot Omar in the distance, he's wearing very formal attire and chatting with some girls. I recognize some of their faces, they looked older, but I'm sure they were still in our grade.

Omar looks my way, he (supposedly) makes up an excuse to the girls and jogs toward me.

“Hi there Omar!”

He wraps me in a big hug.

“So glad you could make it! Is everybody else here too?” He asks. I cringed.

Judy is probably crying in a bathroom, Vanessa is most likely somewhere trying to get laid, and Marcus-

Where is Marcus?

“Yeah… uhm, have you seen Marcus anywhere?” Omar cocks an eyebrow.

“Marcus? No, haven't seen him. Probably didn't arrive yet, or didn't come at all.” He shrugged and patted me on the shoulder.

“I'm going to go back, catch you later!” He winked and waved before walking back to the girls.

This party wasn't turning out the way I expected it to.

I looked around, everybody is either dancing, drinking or talking.

Ugh, it was starting to get stuffy in here…

I made my way outside to the balcony, the music slowly fading into the background.

I leaned against the rails, looking up at the night sky. There were many stars up tonight.

It was pretty.

I smiled and closed my eyes, staying silent for some time.

I suddenly felt a new presence appear next to me.

“Judy, if you're finally done moping around, Marcus and I aren't dating. Final-”

“Bummer.”

I opened my eyes and saw Marcus beside me.

“Sorry,” I blushed out of EMBARRASSMENT, “Judy's just making these random accusations.”

Marcus didn't say anything.

“You and Judy are dating, right?” Marcus asks.

I nod.

“Why do you always go after her?” He whispers, most likely to himself. I don't say anything.

He takes a cigarette out of his pocket and places it between his lips. He takes his lighter from his other pocket and lights the cigarette.

I groan, “You really have to stop.” He shrugs in response.

“It helps me keep my mind off things.”

“What things?”

Marcus pinched the cigarette's butt, the flame dying out.

“How did you do that without it burning your fingers?”

Marcus chucked the cigarette off the balcony.

“Done it so many times, my fingers are already numb.”

He crossed his arms and leaned against the rails.

The party was starting to get louder, as if they were cheering for something… someone.

I wonder what's going on in there…

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[martian-writes]

Let Me In!

Inspired by Rael!

"Someone said i can stay here where the fuck is the man who said that" - Drunk Zuku.

- - - -

Izuku is cold. Which in his opinion is absolute bullshit.

Shouldn't alcohol make you warm?

Why is he freezing his nuts off?

Oh. Maybe because he is locked outside. No he didn't forget his key, he can't forget his key to a place he doesn't live.

See Izuku's friend, Dabi offered to let Izuku stay the night at his place after Izuku was done bar hopping with their group friends. Since ya know Dabi lived in the area and it was much safer to just stay with a friend rather than drive home.

It's 3 am.

Izuku is done bar hopping and is standing outside of Dabi's apartment building pressing his buzzer. Well at least Izuku thinks this is his apartment building and that this is Dabi's buzzer.

Honestly he is way too drunk to be sure.

"Come on Dabi" Izuku whines as he presses the buzzer again.

No answer.

Izuku tilts his head back letting out a puff of air. His breath clouds in the air, and his head spins a little. Staring up at the sky does not help it, so he put his head down with a groan.

"Dabi you piece of shit" He curses pressing the buzzer again, not realizing he is pressing the wrong one.

It rings... and rings.... and /rings/

Then an answer.

"Do you have any idea what time it is asshole?"

Izuku's head snaps up too fast for his drunk mind but he smiles big "Dabi?? Dabi let me up i'm tired and cold... and kinda hungry"

"Who the fuck is Dabi?"

"You??"

A baby wails in the background and the person tiredly groans and says "Listen man. Fuck you, your constant buzzing woke my newborn. Stop ringing my bell"

Before Izuku can even congratulate them on their baby. The intercom goes quiet, leaving Izuku slightly dumbfounded because

"Dabi doesn't have a baby" his face scrunches "Does Dabi have a baby?"

Izuku rings another (incorrect) bell, even holds the button down and closes his eyes because the sound intercom is making, soothes whatever oddity is happening in his drunk haze mind.

Then after a solid five minutes, the intercom is picked up.

"Motherfucker" the most gravelly, deepest, hottest, while yes sleep ridden but still hot voice says "Do you have any idea what the time is?"

Izuku's eyes are wide open and mouth dropped open because "Oh-hooo you are /not/ Dabi! You sound wayyy too /hot/ to be Dabi!"

Sober Izuku would /never/ be in this kind of situation and IF he did happen to find himself in this situation. He'd have half the brain to call his friend to be like "Hey man im downstairs". He'd also have a brain to mouth filter but Izuku /isn't/ sober so his brain? Gone.

He has no filter. Izuku says what he thinks when he thinks it.

"Dude what?" The voice says

"Hey mister hot voice let me in" Izuku replies ignoring the voice

"The fuck? Dont you live here? Use your key."

"No way! I live across town! Im looking for my friend"

"Do /they/ live here?"

"Uh huh"

"Then ring their bell! Fuck you ringing mine for you dickhead"

Izuku lips pursed together and he makes a face like he ate something sour "Well. I thought I did. Anyways, I'm really cold. Let me in pleasssseeee"

- - - -

Tiredly Katsuki stares at his intercom, eye squinting because it's 3 in the morning. He works tomorrow and here this random stranger is just ringing on his bell.

The stranger is looking for Dabi... who the fuck is Dabi? What kinda shit name is Dabi?

"I don't know you!" Katsuki says into the intercom "im not letting you up"

"Come on please? I'll be good! Im potty trained and everything!"

Okay this guy is not sober at all. Who the fuck just says shit like that? What is this guy a dog?

"Get outta here! And don't ring my bell again" Katsuki shuts off the intercom.

Then it buzzes again

"For fucks sake" he grumbles pressing the button to answer "What?"

"Let me innnnnnnnn"

"Why dont you fuckin call your friend? Are you stupid?"

"Oh! That's a great idea!" Katsuki can practically hear the fucker smiling "please hold"

Katsuki has no idea why he actually listens, he has no idea why he answered a second a time knowing full well it's a drunken idiot.

"Ah! Oh no! My phone's dead" there's a quiver in the drunk man's voice "I have to bury it! Oh my god my phones dead"

Katsuki facepalms, this guy is probably worse then fucking dunce face when his smashed. There's a sniffle on the other end of the intercom and Katsuki scowls

"Are you fucking crying?"

"N-no! Just someone said i could stay here! Where the fuck is the man who said that?" The person yells "It's so cold out here my dick receded into my body man"

As if to emphasize how cold they are, Katsuki hears the distinct noise of teeth chatter. Katsuki steps away from his intercom to look outside the window where he can see the front of his building.

Someone is down there, in the cold.

/Again/. Katsuki has no idea /why/ he does this. Against his better judgment

He buzzes the dude in.

"Oh you are a saint!" The guy yells

Katsuki rolls his eyes and shuts off the intercom. The guy can find his friend's apartment and if not sleep in the hall.

What's the worst that could happen?

Katsuki starts walking back to his bed room when there's a loud bang in the hallway outside his front door then a drunken

"Owww"

Katsuki tilts his head up curses whichever gods that are listening because what the hell?

He did his good deed! He let the guy in so he didn't freeze in the cold and now the dude is making such a racket in the hall someone is gonna call the police.

Someone... will...call... the... police.

Then it'll /their/ problem.

Katsuki nods his head with a smirk and keeps walking to his room where he hears another bang.

"OH FUCK!"

Katsuki walks toward his door and looks through the peephole. He watches as a green haired dummy sets the fake potted plant back in its corner.

"Now you watch where ya going okay?" The guy says before looking the plant "I'm not talking to you sir! I'm speaking to myself"

Then he nods his head and walks away, he pads up the hall and Katsuki thinks that's the last he'll see and hear of a drunk dumbass and then suddenly his peep hole is all green eyes and freckles.

"Hey!" The guy knocks loudly on Katsuki's door making him jerk back "Dabi! You dickwad!"

More loud, annoying knocking. Katsuki tilts his head up and mutters "why me???"

More knocking "Dabbiiiiiiii"

With a grumble and nasty scowl on his face, opens his door. Katsuki is just aboutta yell at the guy when his fist meets Katsuki's chest, knocking.

"Oh wow" the guy says before flatten his palm and squeezing Katsuki's peck "Dabi you've been working out??"

The guy looks up and his green eyes are glazed over and unfocused. Katsuki is rendered speechless because the guy is actually /cute/.

An idiot but cute.

Then the guy waltzes right into Katsuki's apartment.

"You are such an ass Dabi" the guy says "I had to flirt with a sexy man on the intercom to get let in because YOU didn't answer"

Katsuki who is still by his open apartment door is dumbfounded because 'when the fuck did this guy flirt?' Also still who the fuck is Dabi??

"Do you know who he is by the way? He sounds like he has /really/ big dick" the guy says pulling off his jacket- which by the makes sense why the fucker was cold.

Wait- what? Big dick?

Katsuki smirks not toot his own horn but he is pretty, well endowed. He watches the idiot amused as he stumbles through Katsuki's apartment.

All amusement dies when he notices the guy didn't take his shoes off. Katsuki slams his door and stalks after him.

"Oi! If yer gonna invade my house take your shoes off!" He yells shoving the poor dude into the couch to start tugging at his stupidly bright red sneakers that don't even match his outfit.

"I'm not an alien" the guy pouts "and you shoved me hard Dabi. Thats mean"

Katsuki pulls off both sneakers to reveal mix match All Might socks. Figures the guy looks like a nerd, and of course he'd be obsessed with All might, he is /the/ best.

"My names not Dabi"

The guy squints "No? What are you doing in Dabi's apartment? not Dabi"

"This aint Dabi's apartment and the name is Katsuki"

The guy looks around and his eyes widen, nodding his head as he looks back at Katsuki. "This is /not/ Dabi's house! This sure is awkward"

"Awkward?" Katsuki echoes

"Yeah. Cause like. I'm crashing here Kat- kacchan! You already took my shoes off" and as if to make his point, the guy kicks his feet up onto the couch and wiggles his toes.

"Who said you can stay here???"

The greenette looks at Katsuki and then shoves his socked foot in his face "You. Took. My. Shoes. Off"

Katsuki's lips curl into a slight snarl and he slaps the foot away "what if i don't want you stay??"

The drunk cute idiot makes himself comfortable on Katsuki's couch and closes his eyes "Shoulda kept your door locked man. Now you got a stranger sleepin on yo couch"

Katsuki snorts, amused by this guy.

"By the way. Do I know you? You sound familiar??" Eyes still closed the guy's face scrunches in the cutest way.

Like a bunny.

Katsuki shakes the thought from this head reminding himself that this is a /stranger/. Katsuki can't fall for a drunk stranger that invaded his house, sure he opened the door but he didn't /invite/ him in.

"Don't know man" Katsuki says "some drunk dude rang my bell like he was on fire and woke me up outta my sleep"

"What? No way! Did you tell him off? I hope you did. That's so rude"

Katsuki coughs a laugh because that fully confirms how wasted this guy actually is "totally told him off. Said go fuck yourself"

"Period. As you should"

Katsuki chuckles and the guy smiles.

"I'm just gonna rest my eyes mmkay?" The greenette says "My name's Izu-Deku"

Katsuki doesn't know what he said as it was tiredly mumbled and with that Deku is passed out. Katsuki stares for a moment wondering how the hell is this his life right now. Getting off the floor, setting Deku's clunky red sneakers by the door, gets him a blanket.

Katsuki could wake up robbed, Katsuki could not wake up /at all/ tomorrow for letting a stranger sleep on his couch.

Yet against the little voice that yells at him to call the cops or kick Deku out. Katsuki takes the blanket, tosses it over the passed out drunk man and tucks him in.

With a shake of his head Katsuki flicks off the living room light and heads back to bed. Hopefully in five hours Katsuku actually wakes up and he isn't robbed.

- - - - -

Izuku wakes as the early morning sun filters through the windows. Izuku groans because his head is pounding, the light is not helping. He turns over and shoves his face into the couch cushion and the armrest.

Izuku takes a big whiff and practically melts into the couch. Smells clean like fresh linen. No that isn't right, the couch smells clean yes, but not like that it has a more minty smell to it.

Good on Dabi for cleaning his couch. Sometimes he uses this weird lavender spray that makes Izuku sneeze or if he is out of that spray... Dabi uses his cologne.

Dabi has some /questionable/ cleaning habits. In fact Izuku shouldn't be shoving his face so deep into this couch... who knows what Dabi /has done/ on this couch despite how clean it smells.

So Izuku turns over and pulls the fuzzy blanket over his head which smells absolutely divine. Like it was freshly washed, Izuku /needs/ to ask Dabi which detergent and softener he uses because Izuku has to start using it.

That thought startles Izuku because Dabi is literally the /last person/ you want any kind of advice from.

Izuku peels off the fluffy blanket, squints at the light that fills the room before he registers the coffee table inches away from his face.

"When did he get a coffee table?" Izuku mutters to himself, slowly sitting up so as to not make his hangover worse. Izuku blinks slowly at the mahogany coffee table. "Is Dabi growing up?"

Yes. It's a real question, /so real/ because Dabi has been living like he is /still/ in college for years and he has a job. He just /chooses/ to live this way, his coffee table for years was literally the box his 75 inch tv came in, 8 tall beer cans that he filled with dirt and hot glued together. He threw a picnic table cloth over it and literally said yep that's it.

Surprisingly, it was a sturdy table. Not a proper one but a sturdy one.

His rug isn't even a real rug. It's a trashy beach towel that had a GTA chick on it with huge tits. It's the same towel that Dabi used back in his dorm.

Izuku looks around and finds the decor of the apartment. Does not match Dabi's overall vibe. This apartment has too much practical furniture, like what happened to the grossly green stained bean bag chair? Or the really broken beach chair that somehow was surviving despite being on its literal last leg?

This isn't even that thrifted couch Dabi picked up off the side of the road.

"Is this even Dabi's apartment??" Izuku asks "Did I go home with someone?"

Izuku shakes his head which makes the dull throbbing in his head, a string throbbing. Noticing the glass of water and the two pills next to it, he takes them.

But no, Izuku didn't come with anyone. Izuku remembers walking up to Dabi's apartment building. There was no one at bars /worth/ flirting with. Except... What was his name? Kacchan?

Yeah. Kacchan was worth it. That guy was so hot Izuku doesn't know how a guy of that caliber was talking to him.

But Izuku thanks the gods he did because whoo boy. Granted Izuku /can't/ remember what the guy really looked like aside from his pretty ruby colored eyes and spikey hair or /what/ they talked about but trust him on this okay?

Kacchan was H A W T.

Izuku slowly rises from his spot on the couch, stretching. Grabbing his used glass to wash Izuku pads over to the kitchen. As he washes he looks around the kitchen noticing that Dabi's kitchen in fact /does not/ look like this. Izuku slowly sets the cup to dry, he slowly turns the water off and starts looking around the apartment.

He stumbles upon mail that says 'Katsuki Bakugo' apartment 6D. Which is funny because Dabi doesn't have a roommate AND he lives in apartment 6A.

So what's this mail doing- Izuku's eyes widened with pure panic.

"Oh my god" Izuku whispers in a panic "Oh my god. Im in the /wrong/ apartment" 

Suddenly Izuku can hear an alarm going off. He drops the mail on the counter top and stares at the closed bedroom door for a moment before he hears shuffling.

"Oh fuck oh fuck" Izuku mutters before running toward the front door.

He trips over his own shoes but does not fall, thankfully. He grabs them off the floor and snatches his jacket off the hook.

The bedroom door creaks open and he fumbles with the locks on the door. Currently in Izuku's mind he is in a horror movie and the killer is gonna get him.

The front door unlocks and Izuku zooms out so fast you would have thought he was flash. The door slams behind him and Izuku runs smack dab into Dabi who clearly was coming back from getting breakfast.

"Dude" Dabi says as he opens the door to his apartment "where the hell were you last night?"

Izuku squints and shoves his way into Dabi's apartment "Shut the door shut the door"

Dabi closes the door but stares at Izuku oddly "is this like? Your walk of shame? Who did you go home with? Why are your shoes off? You are so pale? Did you see a ghost?"

Izuki ignores all of Dabi's questions, none of them are important /at all/. "WHY DIDN'T YOU ANSWER YOUR BELL?"

Dabi laughs "sorry man! I fell asleep. I texted you this morning though... didn't you get it?"

"No! My phone is dead and I slept in a stranger's house!" Izuku tugs at his hair "Oh my god i slept in a stranger's house"

Dabi snorts "So you /did/ go home with someone"

"No!" Izuku cries "I have no idea? I can't remember? But I just know. I woke up in the apartment across the hall and i was just there wandering around wondering when the hell did /you/ grow up?"

Izuku takes in Dabi's apartment and for once in his life he is so happy to the classic frat boy way Dabi lives his life.

"I feel like i should be offended" Dabi says, placing his bags on the counter with a small smile "So you didn't sleep with whoever lives across the hall?"

"Nope. Woke up on their very nice couch" Izuku says "There was water and pills set out for- Oh my god! I took pills from a stranger??? I don't know what they were???? Oh my god"

Izuku looks at Dabi horrified. "I'm gonna die???"

Dabi rounds the counter and walks Izuku to his living and sits him down.

"You need to breathe" Dabi says "You aren't going to die. Chances are they let you up and you crashed on their couch okay? We can ask"

Izuku looks at Dabi like he has grown a second head. "WE CAN'T DO THAT??? THAT'S SO EMBARRASSING??? I THOUGHT I WAS IN YOUR APARTMENT? Who knows what I did? What i said"

"My neighbor across the hall does.... we just have to ask???"

"NO!"

Dabi laughs hard "why are you so embarrassed??"

Izuku doesn't know why. He just feels like whatever he did super drunk is mortifying and he would rather not know. See because drunk Izuku and sober Izuku are /two/ different people.

He wants /nothing/ to do with drunk Izuku.

- - - - -

Katsuki tiredly exited his bedroom just as his apartment door slammed. He blinks because in his tired hazed mind he doesn't recall why that would happen.

In his tired haze mind there was an intruder.

So suddenly awake he runs toward the front of his apartment, tripping on a blanket that was haphazardly tossed and he falls with embarrassingly loud thud.

Then it clicks, the cute drunk fucker from last night just dipped.

Who the fuck just leaves like that??

Okay. Granted he probably woke up super disoriented and confused but Katsuki woulda explained what happened.

Maybe even ask for his number and maybe a date.

Katsuki gets off the floor and heads to the door and swings it open. The hallway is empty, he guesses it is nothing to be so hung up about.

Except he is. Shouldn't be because Deku is a /stranger/.

- - - - -

Sometimes you pass people by in life and for the oddest reason they /stick with you/. You think about them at random moments, you wonder how they are doing, what they are doing.

But Izuku did not pass Kacchan by. He slept on his couch, washed a dish in the house, snooped through his mail and he /can't/ remember what he looked like aside from his hair and eyes.

It's been two weeks since the incident that has been dubbed the "sleep and run" and for some reason Izuku /can't/ let it go.

He is bar hopping again with his friends, with the same assignment as last time- Dabi's after. Dabi promises he'll be awake, that the mishap from last won't happen again.

Is it wrong? Izuku secretly hopes that it does?

He groans after throwing back a shot. He lays his head on his hands watching as his friends have an animated conversation. About what? He has no idea, Izuku has one too many drinks and his mind is completely on Kacchan.

"Izuku are you okay?" Ochako questions tapping her friend

"He was soooooo hot chako" is izuku's reply

Making her snort into her drink. She is fully aware of what had happened, she doesn't understand why Izuku just didn't talk to the guy after the fact but knowing Izuku he was probably freaking out.

"I j-just wanna talk to him again" Izuku's words are becoming slurred and Ochako decides it's high time to cut Izuku off.

"So talk to him again. He lives across from Dabi right? Just talk to him tomorrow" she says

It's a great idea. A Fantastic idea even. Just not the tomorrow part.

At least not to a drunk Izuku.

So when the night is over and Izuku stands outside of Dabi's apartment staring at the intercom like it insulted his mother. He can't remember Kacchan's apartment but he remembers the number 6 because you know Dabi lives on six and they are neighbors.

So izuku begins pressing buttons and stringing together jumbled words that make the question

"Hi- *hiccup* D-did you let a drunk green haired guy sleep on your couch?"

"No! What the fuck? Dont you see the time?!"

Then the next one someone picked up there was a crying baby in the background and loud "Fuck you" to Izuku's question.

"H-*hiccup* Hey! Did you let *hiccup* a drunk green haired man sleep on your couch?"

"Izuku? Are you pressing random buttons??" - its Dabi he actually kept his promise of staying awake.

Izuku squints "sorry wrong number"

"Wait-"

But Izuku already pressed the button to cancel the intercom connection.

He presses another button and rings for a while before it picks up.

"Who is it??"

"H-hey! Did you let a drunk *hiccup* green haired man sleep on your couch?"

"Deku?"

"Who is Deku? You sound really familiar, have we spoken before?"

There is an audible snort "I'll buzz you in"

"No, that's okay! Im looking for someone"

Another snort "I know. Come on."

Then the buzz of the door being open brings Izuku lots of joy.

"YOU ARE A SAINT!"

It's an odd sensation of deja vu and Izuku at this moment in time can't think of why.

- - - - -

Katsuki chuckles to himself and heads to open his door. He kind of had been hoping to either run into his neighbor to ask about his friend or the drunk idiot would show up again.

Katsuki couldn't stop thinking about him. Something about knocking on his neighbor's door felt funny. So he just never did.

When he opens the door, he finds his neighbor outside of it.

"Hey man" He says cooly "Im Dabi. I live just across the hall" he point behind him "My idiot friend Izuku... he um-"

"Katsuki. He crashed on my couch two weeks ago" Katsuki says

"So you know him! Cool!" Dabi says "Listen he-"

"Was ringing doorbells looking for me"

Dabi snorts and nods.

"Yeah i buzzed him" Katsuki shoves his hands into his sweats "You gonna take him? Or is it cool that he crashes here again?"

Dabi looks taken aback for a moment before he smiles big and wide. "Nah man. He is /all/ yours"

"Cool."

Dabi gives Katsuki a salute and disappears back into his apartment. Just as Katsuki can hear Izuku's drunk ass coming up the stairs singing.

"Kill a man. Take his shoes. Kill a man. Take his shoes. Kill a man, take his shoes so I can be more comfortable" Izuku reaches the top steps and grins to himself.

Katsuki finds it cute and endearing.

"Kill a ma- Kacchan!" Izuku shouts with a large smile that twist Katsuki's insides in ways he doesn't know how to compute.

"Deku." Katsuki says with his own smile

"Who is Deku? Im Iz-u-ku" He replies standing before Katsuki still smiling.

"Tch" Katsuki rolls his eyes "Whatever. Get inside dork"

"Okay!"

Dabi watched from his peephole as the pair went inside. He shakes his head with a laugh and hopes Izuku does not freak out like he did last time.

- - - - -

"The rest is history" Dabi says as he smirks into the microphone. He turns to the newly weds, holding up his champagne glass.

"So while yes we should toast to the happy couple" Dabi says "Let's toast to me too. For falling asleep and not answering my door because if not for that. They wouldn't have met"

Izuku laughs and rolls his eyes while Katsuki scoffs with his lips curving up.

"To the couple!" Dabi says into the mic before bringing glass to his lips.

Everyone around, including Katsuki and Izuku shouts "To Dabi!"

The Venue is filled with laughter and music now that all the speeches are done. Izuku leans his head on his husband's shoulder with a smile.

If you would have told Izuku that he would one day get really wasted, ring the wrong bell and sleep on a stranger's couch who he would later come to date and marry?

He'd probably laugh in your face. Because Izuku just didn't get wasted like that.

But he did and /all that/ happened.

Now he is married to the stranger who let him in and let him sleep on his really nice couch.

Izuku couldn't be happier. Both of them couldn't be happier.

The End 

[littlemortals]

The request:

the idea was enemies to lovers with either rope or miro. the reader is friends with the nashville predators and dallas trades one of nashville and reader is angry about it and basically hates dallas and just meets one of them and it's slowburn enemies to lovers? would that work?

AN: I am not super familiar with Nashville's players so sorry for that! Also I am not sure if this is what you wanted but I hope you like it!! English is not my first language so keep that in mind!<3 Also didn't read this through cause i got lazy, oops

Word count: little over 2k

"What do you mean you're getting traded? Where?" You were shocked to say at least, you weren't expecting to hear that one of your best friends was getting traded to another state.

"As I said, I am getting traded to Dallas Stars for Miro Heiskanen." Jeremy said. "That is so not fair! You are supposed to be here!" You angrily said. "Who am I going to annoy now if you're leaving for Dallas?" You huffed. "Hey! You still have us or don't you want to be our friend anymore?" Alexandre asked. You rolled your eyes at him. It wasn't a secret to anyone that you were really close with Jeremy so obviously you were upset about the fact that he was leaving. "Miro is a good guy, you're gonna love him." Juuse said. It made you laugh a little. "Obviously you're gonna say that, he is a Finn too." Juuse just smiled and shrugged his shoulders at you. "When are you going to leave?" "On Wednesday." Jeremy looked at you sadly. "But that's tomorrow! Wait. Is this why Juuse asked us to come here? This is your goodbye party, isn't it? Jeremy, how could you not tell me you were leaving!?" You shrieked. Jeremy came over to you and wrapped you in a hug. "I promise if I was allowed to tell you I would've, but you know how it is with contracts and stuff." You wrapped your arms tighter around him. "So when is this Miro coming here? Tomorrow?" Everyone just nodded at you. You let out an overdramatic sigh as you savoured the hug. The next day You were at the welcome party that Nashville was throwing for Miro. "You know, I don't want to be here." You said to Juuse. He just laughed at you and wrapped his arm around you. "I swear on every god out there that he is a nice person and you are going to like him, just give him a chance okay? It isn't his fault that Jeremy had to change teams, he probably doesn't want to be here either." Now that you thought about it he was probably right. Still, you were feeling upset, Dallas did steal your best friend away from you. So you got up and went to get yourself a drink and decided to be nice to Miro. Just as you were getting back to your seat with your drink the party erupted in cheers as Miro walked in. You smiled and gave a small applause for his arrival and sat down.

You had just a little bit too much to drink during the party and weren’t thinking straight. It was all a blur to you, you had no idea how or why you were upstairs. All you remember is that he was there and suddenly you were kissing him. You hadn’t said a word to Miro and there you were, his hands on your body, your lips on his, your legs tangled around his waist as he was walking towards the bathroom. He put you on the sink and you started to open his pants and he was lifting your dress over your hips. Yet still, the two of you hadn’t exchanged a word, not even hi, but just maybe you didn’t need to do that right now…

Your little session in Juuse’s bathroom was coming to an end, you got down from the sink and lowered your dress back to its place. Before you could lift your head up, you heard the bathroom door open and close. Suddenly you were left alone and confused. Did he seriously just fucked you without saying anything and just leave? Not even like bye or that was good? You were starting to get mad, how dare he do that to you? Before you get really mad you heard Juuse’s voice outside the bathroom asking you if you were okay since it has been a while since he saw you.

“Yeah yeah, I’m good, just a bit too drunk.” You laughed as you came out of the bathroom. He put his arm around you and started leading you back downstairs. For the rest of the night, you didn't see Miro, not even a glimpse of him.

You didn’t see any of the Predators until Sunday when they had a game. As you were getting ready for your job as the social media manager for the Predators you were thinking about what you were going to do about Miro, were you just going act like it didn’t happen or have an awkward talk about it? You knew that you had to see him since he just came to the team and you needed to make a post about him and his arrival.

You arrived at the arena and started walking towards the locker room where you knew the boys, including Miro, were at the moment. Last night you had prepared some questions that you could ask Miro and make a small video for the fans. Thoughts about possible outcomes of seeing Miro had clouded your mind and you didn’t even notice that you were already standing in front of the locker room and you heard the boys making noises. Taking a deep breath before you opened the door and were greeted by the buzzing atmosphere of the locker room.

“Y/n!” You heard … yell, it made you smile. You just couldn’t believe you get to work with the amazing team and it actually made you enjoy your job.

“Hi, guys! How is everyone? Doing good, ready for tonight's game?” I asked them and got some answers saying everything is great. I looked around but I didn’t see Miro anywhere,

“Does anyone know where Miro is? I need to ask him some questions about what his expectations are for his first games with you guys.” As I finished my question he walked through the door with the equipment manager.

Since you didn’t introduce ourselves last night you decided to start our conversation by telling your name and what you do. Funny to think how this guy was inside of you and probably doesn’t even know your name.

“Hi, my name is y/n l/n and I am the social media manager for Nashville Predators. I promise this won’t take long but I need you to answer some questions for a video.” You happily told him about your plan. He just nodded his head at you, not even a hi. You turned your gaze to Juuse who was standing close to the two of you and gave him a puzzled look. He looked confused why Miro didn’t even say hi to you but thought that he might just be nervous about tonight's game or something.

Miro started walking towards his space and you just followed him, he sat down and you set up the camera and got the questions ready for him. After you were done you explained to him that you were going to ask more questions after the game, and to that he just nodded again. Still not a word from him to you. Did he not know how to talk or something? You seriously started to think that, but it also bothered you how intimate you two were a couple of days and now he just acts like you don’t exist. So you decided to ask him about it, quietly because you didn’t want the team to know what happened between the two of you.

“So are you just not going to talk about what we did the other night or are you just going to keep pretending that we didn’t do anything and I don’t exist?” He looked up at you and said nothing. Nothing. You were getting mad, like seriously not even one word?

“Are you serious? What the actual fuck is wrong with you? Can you not speak or what is it?” You whispered to him.

“I need to get ready for the game.” Oh, you were so mad at him, how can he just act like that? So you turned around and walked away, before you left the locker room you gave a look to Juuse who just shrugged his shoulders.

The game ended with Nashville winning and you were moving back to the locker room to ask more questions from Miro. You set the camera ready and asked the questions from Miro. After you were done you decided to try and talk to him again.

“Can I talk to you, privately?” You asked with determination in your voice. He looked at you a little weirdly and reluctantly agreed. The two of you went outside of the locker room where you could have some privacy. “Why aren’t you speaking to me? For the love of gods, we don’t have to talk about what happened the other night but you can at least talk to me.” You said angrily.

“I don’t want to talk to you,” he said bluntly. You were shocked, what the actual fuck.

“What do you mean? We literally work together. You have to talk to me. And why wouldn’t you want to talk to me? I haven’t done anything to you!” You said a little loudly.

“I just don’t. I have to go.” HE said and left. You were shocked, if he wanted to act like that, then surely you wouldn’t talk to him either. On the positive side at least you could now say that Juuse was wrong, which for the record did not happen often.

That went on for a while, you did your work but didn’t say a word to him and he didn’t say a word to you. Juuse had tried to ask Miro why he was acting so cold towards you since you hadn’t done anything to him but he got nothing. Then came yet another party that you were invited to, of course, Miro was there too.

You had avoided him the entire evening, not in the mood to deal with him at the moment. You just wanted to let loose for a while. Life had been kicking your ass, work was stressful and you were losing your passion towards it, you wanted something more. You had gone on a few dates, and most of them were okay, just boring. Unlike those dates your last date was awful. He was really creepy and disgusting and ever since that date, you had felt like someone was following you. Maybe you were just being paranoid because the date was so weird, that’s what you made yourself believe. Still, you just couldn’t shake off that feeling that someone was watching you.

So tonight you decided to take a break from everything and just relax and have some fun. that is exactly what you did, you got yourself some drinks, danced and laughed with your friends. Walking towards the kitchen you got the feeling again, it felt like someone’s eyes were on you and you were being followed. Deciding that it was just the alcohol's effect you decided to grab a glass of water and clear your head a bit.

You drank the water and decided to go look for Juuse. As you turned around you were met with your last date, Brandon. Feeling like your stomach had just dropped you tried to get past him without acknowledging him. It didn’t work, when you were next to him he grabbed your arm and turned you to face him.

“So you think you can just ignore me?” He asked lowly. You thought for a moment before you answered. “Considering how our date went, yeah I think I can do that.” He chuckled at you and tightened his grip on your arm. It felt uncomfortable and you tried to move your arm away from him but that just made him squeeze your arm painfully.

“Let me go.”

“Not before you come outside and talk with me.” He said to you bitterly. You gave him an angry look and kicked him on his groin. He let go of your arm but quickly stood up and punched you in your face. His punch was strong and you fell to the ground. You quickly stood up and held your nose which was now bleeding. He gave you a furious look and tried to hit you again but you dodged it.

“You bitch, I’m gonna teach you how to be respectful.” He spat at you. Before he could try to hurt you again Miro walked into the kitchen. He looked at your bloody face and then he looked at your old date. He rushed between the two of you and pushed you behind him.

“What the fuck did you do to her?” He yelled at the man, Miro was enraged. You looked at his back and noticed how he still had one hand on your arm. You honestly weren’t expecting that reaction out of him.

“Hey man, this has nothing to do so why don’t you just leave and let me finish my business with her.” Brandon said to him. Miro’s body visibly tensed. Before Brandon could even react Miro had punched him in the face. You were pretty sure you heard a crack and taking into consideration the amount of blood that was coming out of his nose, you were pretty sure Miro broke his nose. While Brandon was holding his nose Miro gently moved you out of the kitchen to the closest bathroom.

“Thank you.” you whispered as you sat down on the toilet. Miro came in front of you with some paper and put it against your nose.

“You don’t have to thank me for that.” he calmly said to you. If you were being completely honest to yourself you weren’t expecting him to actually answer you. He kept cleaning the blood off your face and you just looked at him.

“Why would you do that for me?” You questioned. He looked at you and just shook his head at the question.

“He hurt you.” He said with a hint of affection in his voice.

“Yeah, but you aren’t responsible for me. You didn’t have to do that.” You said. ��Of course, I had to do that, I can’t just let him hurt you.” He said with a hint of irritation in his voice.

“Why? You don’t like me. You fucked me in a bathroom one time and act like I don’t fucking exist! You don’t talk to me, you don’t look at me and I have been nothing but nice to you this entire time! Yeah, I get it our one nightstand was a mistake but gods you don’t have to be a dick!” You angrily yelled at him.

“Because that bathroom sex made me feel something and I don’t know what it is. I act like that because every time I look at you, you take my breath away. Your whole existence reminds me of spring and sunlight. The way you smile makes me so unbelievably happy that it doesn’t feel real. I know I have been horrible to you, I know that. I just don’t know how to deal with my emotions. You don’t deserve that at all. So I thought that ignoring you would make them go away but you and your stupid kindness trapped me. That one nightstand sparked something in me and I got scared but I promise you that I don't think of it as a mistake. He confessed to you.

Your nose had stopped bleeding and now you were just staring at him. His confession caught you off guard.

“Please, I know I don't deserve it all, I know that. But please I am on my knees begging you to give me a chance to prove myself to you and make up for the way I treated you in the past. Please.” he begged you. You on the other hand were completely speechless. Maybe you could give him a chance.

“Wow, I wasn’t expecting that at all.” You breathed out.

“Okay, I’ll give you chance but don’t fuck it up okay.”

“Can I kiss you?” He asked and you nodded.

Thank you for reading my loves<3

[harmonyckrs]

Day 11 of Twisted Strangetown: The Police Are Actually Doing Something

THE PREVIOUS DAY

NAME: TYBALT CAPULET

LIFE STAGE: TEEN

STATUS: UNKNOWN

SPECIAL NOTES: The most recent victim of the disappearances, and the the eldest child of the surviving Capulet family.

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Dear Diary,

Tybalt Capulet is missing.

Because of this, school has been moved online. Grandpa decided to install some security cameras around the house, and Juliet and Mercutio won't stop spamming each other with insults in our homeroom's group chat.

I've also been hearing a lot of police sirens lately, which is strange considering Tybalt isn't even the first person to disappear. Why did it take him disappearing for people to sudden give a shit? Is it just because he's from a rich family that people care about or something? That'd be really fucked up if that was true.

Grandpa also got a call from Olive and I overheard them talking about Tybalt for a bit, saying all those dumb flattering words that people usually say about dead people before Olive mentioned that she noticed him leave the house at 3 am and turn towards the area with the condos. I'm not sure why Grandpa decided to put the call on speaker, but maybe he's losing his hearing and either way it helps me a lot. Grandpa and Olive started talking about the condos and its residents, consisting of the Curious family, Dina's sister, some guy whose wife disappeared a while ago, Ripp and his family, and a gym bro turned mythologist.

And that made me remember something! That mythologist was named Cyd, and Ms. Broke said he would have info on fairies. But Grandpa was being paranoid about me potentially disappearing, so I decided to try to get in contact with him. Unfortunately there's like no info on him at all besides some stuff about him being the founder of the "Dognatchi" technique, which I remembered doing with Dad as one of the few moments where he acknowledged my existence without yelling at me. I guess I have him to thank for that lol

After this I decided to call Ripp, only for it to end up voicemail along with this random guy telling me not to call again. Weird ass voicemail but whatever. Since Ripp wasn't available to investigate Cyd, I decided to just call Dirk only to find out his dad's trying to suck up to Kent in order to see if he can use him to get Dirk into private school, and Dirk's trying to befriend Ms. Heiress herself since Kent brought her along.

Good for Mr. Dreamer! I didn't think there was anything more to him other than liking art and fantasizing about a married woman, but it seems like he's not a total loser!

Unfortunately that does mean there's nobody else who can investigate for me. Angela's further away than I am, and considering how Dustin is right now I'm not sure if it's a good idea to ask him. I guess I'll just wait until tomorrow.

Meanwhile, somewhere else...

"Congratulations, Brandi, for being the first to befriend a fairy. As a reward, I can grant you a wish..."

THE NEXT DAY

[freestyle-crocodile-trashpile]

Hello! I was kinda wondering if you could do another space arc ask for 2012 boys please? Where while they're in space they crash land on a planet and are taken to the king as prisoners and he has to decide on what to do with them. So he chooses certain turtle to stay by his side to see if they the guys are a threat or not. So while in private the king or rather reader reveals he doesn't want to be king anymore and kinda begs the turtles to sneak him off the planet since he's around they're age.

A/n:see yall this was the request that two people wanted it was kinda funny. Thank you for requesting

Summary:you getting forced to get married and become king before your ready but lucky the turtles pop up and people at first think their a threat but decided they aren't so you ask them to help you

Type:scenario:Turtles & male reader

Version:2012

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So you recently just got told you'd be king and married by next week. And that's a lot because not only do you have to get married but you also have to become king. Your only 16! Your not ready for this but luckily for you four turtls landed on the planet. They might be your savior. While the guards were searching them your dad and mom walked up to you.

"Son"

You looked over at your dad.

"Yes father"

You tried to be formal but it wasn't really rour thing.

"Since your gonna become king soon your gonna take these turtles and decide if their a threat or not"

"WHAT! I-"

"Don't rise your voice at your father!"

Your mother angrily yelled at you.

"It is a responsibility of a king to protect his kingdom"

You were silent but nodded yes knowing you don't have a choice.

"Guards! Take them to the dungeon so y/n can make sure their a threat or not"

While the guards took the turtles to the dungeon the one wearing red was thrashing around and yelling at them. The others didn't try and resist but a sad look from the one wearing orange. You watched them get takened away sadly.

"Don't disappoint me, son"

Your dad said with a rough grip on your shoulder. He didn't like when you disappointed him and you didn't want to but your not becoming next king. So you made a plan. When you were sent down to talk to the turtles you decided to get them on your side and help you off this planet. Goodbye random princess and goodbye leadership. You made your way down to their cells and asked the guards to leave. When you were certain they left you looked towards the turtles with relief.

"Look I'm gonna make this easy, I need your help and you need mine. I can get you got of here but you got to help me"

"And why should we, your 'guards' threw us down here"

"It was either that or execution"

The one wearing red went silent.

"Why do you need out help?"

You looked towards the one wearing purple.

"I need you guys to get me off this planet, I'm being forced to marry some princess I don't know and becoming king"

Purple nodded.

"How would we be able to help you though?"

Orange was leaning on the front of the cell clearing wanting out.

"Well I just need you guys to crash my wedding that's in a week and get me off this planet, then we'll never need to see eachother again I just need to get off this planet"

"Sounds easy enough"

You looked at the blue one who was bunking with the red one. The red one looked at him stunned.

"We can't trust this thing we just met him!"

"Got a better idea. Raph"

The red one went quiet again

"I'm Michelangelo but you can call me mikey"

You smiled at mikey since he seemed to actually like you there.

"I'm Donatello but everyone calls be donnie"

"I'm Leonardo and please call me leo"

"Raphael"

You nodded.

"And I'm y/n"

Guards came down to the dungeon to tell you that you have 3 minutes left to talk.you signed and nodded groaning in the process. When they walked up stairs and looked back at the turtles.

"Okay do I'll be back down tomorrow to explain the plan and sleep tight this week isn't gonna be fun"

And with that you walked upstairs instead of trying to explain in less then 2 minutes. For the next three days they had hard Tirals and a lot of thinking. You guys were over the pain multiple times and made sure that it was perfect, ideas were added, you got closer to the turtles and you were feeling confident. When the day came for the wedding younahd unlocked the cells but had it at a way that it wouldn't look open. When it was time the plan was set, and it worked. They crashed the wedding and took you. They ran to a space ship to bet off the planet. You didn't know if it was theirs or not but it worked. They all signed as the left orbit of your planet.

"I can't thank you enough guys like I've been dreaming of this for such along time you don't know how much they means to me"

You were extremely happy that they helped and they were glad you didn't betray them.

"Your welcome"

"And we were thinking since your a now runaway prince would you pike pike stick with us?"

"It's alot easier"

Donnie didn't say anything he was to focused on driving the ship.

"Yeah that would be nice, I'll join you guys"

And with that you stuck with the turtles.

~

A/n:dang I really just posted like 4 maybe 5 posts I'm proud of myself. I hope you enjoyed

[matthewkniesys]

Brendan Brisson's Best Friend- Thomas Bordeleau Pt.2

a/n: okay, hey guys I'm back!! I think I might be more excited for this than pt.1. So I know I said I was probably gonna do a happy ending but kinda got caught up writing angst so... this has turned into a 3 part series. I'm so thankful for all the love and support on pt.1. As always feedback is welcome here!! Please send it in i want to here it. Also if you want to read pt.1 here it is...

Brendan Brisson's Best Friend pt.1

Summary: In the aftermath of Brendan catching you and Thomas what happens? Will your story get a happy ending or not?

24 hours. It's been 24 hours since Brendan walked away from you and you walked away from your boyfriend,Thomas. Honestly you weren't quite sure why you just walked away from Thomas. Maybe in that moment a little part of you blamed it fully on Thomas for what happened with Brendan even though you knew it was as much your fault as it was his. In the end it was probably that you were in shock and didn't know what to do so you had to be alone for a little while. You hadn't done anything but cry and think and eat chocolate ice cream because what else was good if you didn't eat ice cream. 

You had decided in the morning after what would undoubtedly be a very long night of crying you would call Thomas. Nervous didn't even start to describe how that thought made you feel. What if Thomas was mad at you? What if he never wanted to see you again? But even though you think of those things there's a little voice in the back of your mind telling you how much Thomas loves you and that he's probably more sad than anything. For now you have to try and sleep so you're not a full out zombie tomorrow.

In the end you did fall asleep. It took you 2 hours of crying but you eventually did and that's what matters. When you wake up in the morning you feel energized and ready to deal with the day ahead of you (whatever that means). 

You laze around in bed for 10 minutes then get up to shower and make breakfast. You sit down at the island in your kitchen and pick up your phone. Taking a deep breath you find Thomas in your contacts which isn't hard since he's at the top of your favorites list. It rings once, twice, three times and then after what feels like an eternity you hear Thomas's voice.

"Y/n" Thomas exclaims frantically. 

"Thomas I'm so sorry" you tell him quietly.

"Why would you be sorry babe? It's okay that I still call you that, right?" he questions you. 

"Firstly Thomas, we are not broken up so of course it's okay. Secondly, I just left you standing there all by yourself and I took your fucking car so I feel like I have the right to apologize . That's not okay." you say. 

"Y/n" Thomas says fiercely " your best friend just screamed at you I don't blame you at all".

"Well,you should, plus he's your best friend too" you smirk knowing you're right.

"Can I uh maybe come over instead of us talking on the phone? I can grab my car and we can talk about Brendan." He asks you.

"Sure, but I could come to you instead since you know I've kinda got your car" you tell Thomas.

"Ok see you in 25, but what does I've kinda got your car mean? How do you only sort of have my car? Did you get into a crash?" He teases you. 

"Thomas you are fucking insufferable" and with that you hang up.

Rolling your eyes you grab your car keys, pull on your sneakers and leave your apartment. Once you get in the car you put on your playlist because your phone's Bluetooth connects automatically to Thom's car since you're always driving around with him. The drive really is not that long but because you want to see your boyfriend so badly it feels like a million years.

When you get there you go straight up to Thom's apartment. You could make it there with your eyes closed, it's so natural since you spend so much time at Thomas's place. 

You knock and Thomas immediately opens the door. He pulls you inside and hugs you as tight as possible. He leans down and gives you a sweet kiss, softer than any of the ones you had ever shared before. 

"I love you" he mumbles against your lips "I never want to be apart for that long ever again. I missed you too much!". 

"Thomas it was literally 36 hours" you joke.

"I don't even want to hear it y/n. I know you missed me".

"Fine, I did miss you" you tell your boyfriend who looks extremely hot in his hoodie and shorts that are definitely too short. "And I love you too".

"How are you doing?" Thomas asks.

"I'm not gonna lie to you babe. I've definitely been better. I cried a lot these last two nights but I've also been worse so…". As soon as you tell your boyfriend this information he gets a worried look in his eyes.

"Y/n I need you to listen to me." Thomas looks into your eyes and rests his forehead against yours.. You look right back at him and nod your head.

"You don't need to worry, okay? In the end everything will work out but whether or not Brendan is going to be in my life or yours is still something to be decided. No matter what, I'll be here for you if you need me." 

You can feel the first few warm tears rolling down your cheeks and quickly it turns into a full on cry. 

"Why are you crying baby?" Thomas mutters into your hair, holding you close. You try to answer but just end up in a hiccup and you bury your head even farther into your boyfriend's hoodie. 

Once you've calmed down you say quietly " I don't really know why I'm crying Thom. I guess it's because you're just the most amazing boyfriend and I'm really scared of losing Brendan".

"Babe, what happens with Bren is out of our control at this point. It's up to him what he decides to do. We just have to wait it out".

"Thom I know it's just hard" you say feeling like screaming. 

"We could just shoot him a quick text I guess" Suggests Thomas "I can't promise he'll respond but one text can't hurt".

"But he said he didn't want us to call or text him," you remind Thomas.

"Y/n it's totally up to you if you want to we can text him, if you don't 

we don't have to. I'll even do it from my phone for you" Thomas says being the amazing boyfriend he is.

"Okay, let's do it". You give Thomas a weak smile and he picks up his cellphone.

"Tell me what to say and I'll type it okay?" Says Thomas. You nod your head in reply.

"Okay" you tell Thomas what to write and after about 20 minutes and 500 drafts you guys finally get the perfect text.

"Here, I'll read it out loud" Thomas clears his throat and starts " Hey Brendan it's me and y/n. We know you asked us not to call or text you but we couldn't help it. If you don't respond it's all good and we'll leave you alone. Could you at least consider meeting up with us for coffee or something so we can talk and explain everything. We love you and just want to talk." 

"I think it's good. Now we just have to wait". You let out a sigh and Thomas comes around the table and wraps his arms around you and gives you another soft kiss.

"Let's go watch our show and focus on other things for a bit." The two of you snuggle up on  the couch under underage blanket and you try to focus on the show but your mind is elsewhere. 

After 2 episodes you can't stand it anymore.

"Baby" you whine.

"Hmm" he replies.

"Can we please check" you say in a baby voice.

"I guess so, why not". You grab your boyfriend's phone which had been on mutters off the table with shaking hands.

"Babe, are your hands really shaking?" Thomas laughs.

"Yes, I'm nervous" You say without probably more attitude than necessary. You flip the phone over and open your eyes.

"Well?" Thomas asks.

"He said to meet me at our coffee shop tomorrow at 11:00 am. That's it but that's good right?" You say.

"I think so" says Thom "I mean at least he's willing to see us."

You guys spend the rest of the day just hanging out. You make dinner together which goes surprisingly well since neither of you are really big cooks. You guys watch a movie and then go to bed knowing you have a long day ahead of you.

You wake up to an empty bed and sun streaming through the windows. Thomas didn't think he needed to buy curtains but he also didn't think he would ever use his dish soap and here we are.

You pad down the steps in nothing but one of Thom's oversized t-shirts and your underwear. You find your boyfriend making a protein shake in the kitchen.

"Thomas tomorrow we are going to buy you some fucking curtains or else I'm never sleeping here again" is the first thing you say when you see Thomas who is shirtless and looking very hot.

"Geez, okay okay but not even a good morning?" Thomas teases.

"You don't deserve one because waking up to sun in my eyeballs is not what I call a good morning" you retort, coming up behind him to wrap your arms around his waist and resting your head against his back.

"What time is it Thom?" You mumbled into his back.

"Like 9:30"

"Thomas, you're telling me I only have an hour and a half until I have to see Bren. Why didn't you wake me up earlier?" you squeal.

"I don't know. I feel like that's a lot of time" he responds.

"I said it yesterday and I'll say it again today. Thomas fucking Bordeleau you are insufferable".

"Thank you babe. Now go get ready or whatever."

An hour later you're ready to go. You and Thomas get in the car and instead of music on the drive sit in silence, both of you lost in your own world wondering what's gonna happen. You're just hoping for the best and that by the end of today you'll have Brendan back as your best friend. You're jittery with nerves when Thomas pulls up to the coffee shop. 

You open the door and the little bell overhead rings as you step inside, your eyes immediately searching the room for Brendan. You spot him almost instantly sitting at the very corner booth. You're pretty sure he hasn't noticed you yet because he has his airport in and hasn't looked up. Thomas walks over and you're close behind. You tap on Briss's shoulder and his head immediately jerks up looking very startled.

"Oh uh I didn't see you guys, sorry" Brendan mumbles.

"Hey Bren, how are you?" You ask softly.

"Well, I was better before I learned my 2 besties friends are sleeping together".

"Brendan can you just let us explain please because I promise we aren't sleeping together" Thomas says exasperated.

"I honestly don't really care about your bullshit excuses Thomas and y/n. I just want to know why you didn't tell me" he whispers, since your trio is still in a coffee shop. 

"Okay Brendan, firstly that's not an excuse. Secondly we didn't tell you because I was worried about you reacting like this and it pushing you and Thomas apart" you say all in 1 quick breath. 

"Well I guess you were right, huh. I'm not either of your friends anymore."

"What?" Is all you can say, feeling the beginnings of tears on your cheeks.

"I can't be friends with you guys anymore unless you guys break up. Thomas you knew how in love I am with y/n. I have been since forever" says Brendan and you feel shocked. Now the tears are coming out full force.

" Bren I didn't know you were in love with me." Is all you can say.

"Brendan I know that you love y/n but she loves me and we both love you, we just want to be best friends again. Also I know you know you don't have the right to tell us to break up but I'm gonna leave it up to y/n. If she wants to break up to have you back I'll let her" Thomas rambles.

"Oh Thomas, I love you too much and Brendan I love you too and I just wish you had told me like a year ago cause I liked you then too. I'm sorry but I can't break up with Thomas" you say your voice shaking and tears now streaming down your face.

"Well then you've got your closure from me and that's the end. The seasons over and next year I'll be in Vegas, Bordeleau will be in San Jose and y/n you'll still be in Michigan, so us being friends " he points at the 3 of you "is over. I hope you guys get fucking married and have kids and be happy and shit but I don't want to be a part of any of it.". He gets up and just leaves.

"Brendan don't go" you say with as much strength as possible but he just opens the door and walks out.

You collapse into Thomas's arms and just cry in the middle of the coffee shop. Thomas scoops you up and carries you out to the car. He gets in and places you on his lap. He doesn't drive. He doesn't cry either but he just sits with you stroking your hair and telling you it'll be okay.

Eventually you calm down and move to the passenger seat so Thom can drive. When you pull away from the parking lot you're not only driving away from the coffee shop but also from a piece of your heart, one of your best friends and the boy who's been in love with you forever.

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[ FE:3H ] Not Another Flowershop AU

Title: Not Another Flowershop AU

Ship: Caspar von Bergliez x Linhardt von Hevring

Chapters: 2 of ?.

Summary: Caspar Bergliez is on summer vacation but is working most of it as his father put him in charge of his flowershop.

Caspar isn't particularly pleased about it but loves to help out his dad so he's not too bummed.

…it also helps that it's because of this shop that he meets the cutest guy he has ever seen.

This story takes place in the same au universe as my Ashez multichapter fic Not Another Coffeeshop AU. You do not need to read both to fully enjoy either story. I just love connecting my fics. It's fun.

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Chapter 2

"—at the end of Summer."

Caspar, who had been distracted by the other's smile, didn't catch everything that was said.

"I'm sorry, what?"

"I said that I'm afraid that my father and I will be leaving at the end of Summer."

Caspar felt his mood drop significantly. 

Of course that would be his luck. Meet the cutest boy, have him dangled in front of him like a carrot on a stick, and then rip him away.

"Aw. Well, that sucks."

Linhardt tilted his head. 

Caspar decided right then and there that this teenager has no right to be this freaking cute.

"Does it? How so?"

"What do you mean?"

He was amused by the formal way Linhardt spoke. He wondered if it was because his family was rich and he went to a boarding school or something or if it was a personal choice.

"Well, in what way does my leaving at the end of the Summer suck? We don't know each other. We've only just met. For all we know, you could completely hate my existence by the end of Summer."

He looked quite serious too. Not in a way that said he thought that was what would happen, but in a way that said he really could see it going either way. 

So he was a neutral type, huh?

Not Caspar. 

He never accepted defeat without a fight. Sometimes more than one fight.

"Not if I can help it," Caspar said with a grin. Linhardt looked intrigued by his answer. And maybe a little impressed, if he wasn't reading too much into it.

"And how do you propose to tip the scales one way or the other, Caspar?"

Caspar felt heat rise up the back of his neck and into his ears. 

Why did a cute boy saying his name affect him so much?

Simp, he thought. 

"Oh that's easy." He placed his hands on his hips. "Obviously, I'm going to get you to be my best friend by the end of Summer."

The green haired teen laughed. Such a lovely sound it was too. 

"I'm not sure how you plan to manage that when I've never had a best friend, but I won't discourage you. If nothing else, it promises to be amusing."

Caspar grinned wider.

"I'll take it!"

Linhardt chuckled and shook his head before glancing at a cellphone now in his hand.

"I should probably let you get back to work, but I can come back tomorrow if you'd like?"

"Dude, yes! I mean, yeah, that'd be great."

Linhardt smiled. 

"Until tomorrow, Caspar?"

Again, his neck and ears grew hot.

"Later, Linhardt."

Caspar watched as he left, and kept watching as he passed by the display window.

"So, who was that?" 

Caspar glared at his uncle and—not for the first time—wished he worked at a pillow store so that he could chuck something at Randolph.

He seriously doubted his dad would see things his way if he yeeted a vase at the jerk's dumb head.