#but i do greatly appreciate that they didn't yell at me for sleeping :(

[steampunkedparm]

i misss themmmm >:((

[maidragoste]

The Strong Twins

Harwin Strong x Velaryon!Reader (unrequited love), Alicent Hightower x Velaryon!Reader, Larys Strong x Velaryon!Reader

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Disclaimer: English is not my first language so I apologize for any mistakes.

Despite your coldness and the distance between you two, Harwin still cared about you. That's why when the servants woke him up in the middle of the night to tell him that you went into labor, he got nervous. You didn't let him be by your side while you gave birth, the only people you allowed to enter your chambers, besides the midwives, were your mother, your sister, and the queen. Rhaenyra also wanted to accompany you but the queen did not hesitate to close the door in her face.

Harwin wasn't the only one awake hoping that you'd finish the delivery and everything would turn out okay. Accompanying him in his chambers were his father, his brother, Corlys, Laenor, Daemon, and Rhaenyra. Your father had brought wine so everyone was drinking trying to ignore their worries about things that could go wrong.

The truth is Harwin felt uncomfortable by the presence of Daemon and Rhaenyra. He didn't understand why the man was there with them, yes Daemon was married to Laena but the prince could easily have continued sleeping. He had no obligation to be awake waiting to hear from you and the baby… Unless he was the father of your child and your new lover. Harwin shook his head and stopped drinking, the drink and his nerves were making him think of stupid things. He knew that you loved your sister and would never do anything to hurt her.

Normally Rhaenyra's presence always made him feel warm and gave him some kind of peace of mind but right now he wanted her away. At first, the atmosphere in his chambers was "calm" but that calm disappeared when a furious and injured Rhaenyra entered after you yelled at her that you didn't want her near her and that she will let you give birth in peace. The room was now tense. Corlys Velaryon was looking at them both angrily. Even his own father was glaring at them furiously. He knew that they expected him to drive the princess away but he couldn't do it.

The only person who didn't seem furious with him was his brother. Harwin didn't expect Larys to be next to him and appreciated it, he was sure he would continue sleeping but he appeared next to his father and sat next to him. He didn't say a word of comfort or try to distract him with a conversation, Larys had never been that kind of person but with his presence, he was already giving him silent support. Larys even didn't make fun of him when he spent the first hour pacing all over the room.

Your screams were heard again, and Larys was tempted to pour himself another glass of wine, but he didn't. He had to be sober when he met his son. He would start as a bad father if he was drunk when he first saw the baby. Besides he knew that if he turned up drunk you would be furious and kick his ass or you could ignore him for weeks.

Larys is not a fearful or nervous person. He couldn't remember when was the last time he had felt fear, nervousness, or anxiety. He knew it was foolish to feel that, you are a strong woman, you can fly on a dragon and he is sure that you are capable of defeating any man from the city guard, the birthing bed would not kill you. Besides, your mother took it upon herself to bring the best midwives to King's Landing to help you in the delivery and Alicent was by your side, she would never allow anything to go wrong.

He knew you would be fine but still, a small part of him was anxious. He hated feeling like this. He wanted to go to the black cells and torture someone until that horrible feeling disappeared. He wanted to stop hearing your screams and listen to the prisoners' screams as he pulled their teeth out. But then again, you'd be mad at him for doing other things instead of going to meet his kid.

It felt unreal. Larys never imagined that he would have a child. No father wanted to marry his daughter to a cripple and on top of that with a second son who was not going to inherit anything, so he never thought that he would marry and have children. And Larys was fine with it because kids in general were fucking annoying. But then Harwin neglected you and he managed to captivate you so you gave him a chance. It was not in his plans that you would end up pregnant. But it wasn't a problem, you looked happy even though he noticed that you were disappointed by his lack of reaction when you gave him the news. He wouldn't say specifically that he was happy but he could say that he was proud, proud that he had done what Harwin couldn't, and now the Strong line would run through his blood. Proud to see how happy you were as the child grew in your womb. He couldn't deny that he liked to see how happy you looked while you and Alicent sewed blankets for the baby. He also liked hearing how excited you were as you talked about the names you had in mind for the child. He would never forget the smile on your face when you took his and Alicent's hands and made them feel like kicking the baby for the first time. You looked happier than he had seen you in years. He was the one who made you happy, not Harwin.

The door was flung open and Laena appeared with a big smile. "Everything went well."

Of course, Harwin was the first to run for your chambers. Soon Corlys, Laenor, and Rhaenyra followed. They were looking forward to seeing you. They needed to see for themselves that you were okay.

Larys remained seated. Although he wanted to go see you, he knew he had to wait a while. It would be striking that he was so eager to meet his nephew.

"What are you waiting for? She wants us all there" Laena said walking in seeing that Daemon, Lyonel, and Larys didn't seem willing to leave the room. Larys was sure Laena gave him the longest look when she said "everyone" and as if she couldn't be more obvious she moved to his side "Come on, go meet your nephews" she commanded as she squeezed hard his shoulder. Perhaps from the outside, it looked like an affectionate gesture but he could feel how your sister was digging her fingers into him.

Laena had only found out about the romance between the two of you because your sister didn't know what privacy was and entered your chambers without knocking on the door. Even Alicent's children knew to knock on the door and get the other person's permission before entering a room that didn't belong to them.

After you two get dressed again, Larys had to endure some questioning from Laena. He thought he had had enough of her when "the Queen Who Never Was" forced him to join her at her tea time to talk about his relationship with you. He preferred the cold stare of a Rhaenys Targaryen to Laena's endless questions.

"I'm sure you are excited to meet your grandchildren too, Lord Strong," Laena added to avoid drawing Daemon's attention. She knew that you would never forgive her if she let your secret slip. She loved Daemon but you and Laenor came first.

“Grandchildren?” Lyonel repeated, shocked to have more than one grandchild.

"Twins," Laena replied, still smiling.

That was enough for both Larys and his father to get up and head to your chambers. On another occasion, Lyonel would have lightened his step considering the limp of his son but this time he was excited. Twins were not common in the Strong family.

Larys felt even more proud of you two but also a little anxious. He was just getting used to the idea of a single baby. Now there would be two of them and he had to work to make them both like him. What if they are identical twins and he couldn't tell them apart? Would you tell him that he is a bad father because of that? What if Harwin manages to distinguish them? Would that make you forgive his brother? He put those stupid thoughts aside the moment he saw Rhaenyra grumbling outside your door. Evidently, again they had not let her in.

“Princess, you should go rest. Lady Strong must be too tired to receive any more visitors. She will surely receive you tomorrow. We don't want to overwhelm the mother right now, right?" he said before opening the door and going inside, ignoring the incredulous look that the king's eldest daughter gave him for daring to throw her out.

The moment you saw Larys walk in, your face lit up. You had wanted him to be with you during the birth but it would clearly have been conspicuous in court for him to be at your side instead of Harwin. At least you could have Alicent next to you, she took it upon herself to wipe the sweat from your forehead and neck, clearly, that was a maiden's job, not a queen's, but no one said anything, and she let you take her hand without any complaints even though you were sure it would have marks from your nails. The presence of your lover, your mother, and your sister made the situation not so terrible. Without them, you probably would have been even more terrified.

The midwives had already left so now you could talk freely, with just the family.

"Come, my lord, meet your children," you said surprising everyone. You knew that Larys and your mother will argue with you for revealing the true paternity of your children, but you didn't care. You wanted Harwin and Lyonel to know that it would be Larys' blood that would carry on the Strong legacy. You were sure that both kept the secret. The Strongs needed an heir and you gave them two. Besides, despite Harwin's infidelity, he had some honor and you knew he would never do anything to hurt a child.

Larys wanted to be mad at you. You just put the children and yourself in danger. His father could order you and Harwin to go to Harrenhal to prevent you from continuing your relationship. Harwin might eventually tell the princess the truth. What you just did was stupid. Like it was stupid that he couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful you looked while you were carrying his son. He should be thinking about how to prevent his father from pushing you away or Harwin from opening his mouth but he could only think about you and the children. He loves you but sometimes he hated how stupid and weak you make him.

Harwin felt as if someone had repeatedly stabbed him in the chest at your words, confirming what he already knew. Larys was the father of your twins. He knew it the moment he saw Aethan's blue eye and the love in your eyes when his brother appeared. You used to look at him that way.

Now he understood why Larys had accompanied him all these hours, his brother was also worried about you and now he was the owner of your heart and with whom you share your bed. Harwin wished he could fool himself into thinking you were only doing this for revenge but he could see the love you had for Larys as you patiently explained how to properly restrain the children. Seeing them as a happy family caused pain in his heart. He always wished his brother happiness but he never imagined that it would be at his own expense. He couldn't be happy for Larys when those children were supposed to be his. You are his wife. He should be the one by your side as you proudly present Alyn to Lyonel as the future Lord of Harrenhal, not Larys.

Lyonel's eldest son knew that the gods were making him live this nightmare because he deserved it after all the pain and humiliation his romance with Rhaenyra caused you. But it seemed cruel to him that the gods had made the children look like he always dreamed his children would look like with you. He always imagined that they would have your beautiful silver hair and your mouth but they would have his nose and his eyes. The twins had slightly lighter skin than yours but there was no doubt that your blood had been stronger because they both have little silver locks, your mouth, and your beautiful brown eyes. Except Aethan also has an eye the same color as Larys'. That eye would always be a reminder to Harwin of who the father of your children really was.

Daemon entered your chambers together with your sister, finding Lyonel and Corlys holding their grandchildren without having any idea that he missed the Strong children's paternity reveal. Thankfully Laena had managed to distract him long enough for you and Larys to have a moment with your children.

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Hello!! I hope you're well! I was wondering if you have long-fics (5k+ words) where the husbands are kind of just. Pining??? 5+1 fics specifically? If it's not too much trouble. Although, even without the "5+1 things" tag, I would greatly appreciate it! Thank you so so much!! Have a great day :D

2/2: Hello again!! I am so sorry, I was the anon asking for the 5+1 & pining fics! I forgot to mention, please keep the spicy stuff away from the fic recommendations! I am incredibly sex-repulsed. Again, I apologize for forgetting to mention it in the last ask! Thank you kindly! So sorry for the inconvenience :(

Hi! Here are some 5+1 pining fics...

The Lovers, The Dreamers, and Me by ghosts_n_toast (T)

And so, Crowley devised a plan: he would go to the back room and lie down, but he wouldn’t actually sleep . And when Aziraphale, unsuspecting of his schemes, came to lean down and press another kiss to his forehead Crowley would…do something. He hadn’t figured that part out yet. Ask him where he got the nerve to treat him like a child at bedtime? Yell at him for trying to kiss unsuspecting sleeping people? Pull him back for another one? Kiss him on the forehead? The “after” part didn’t matter. What mattered now was catching Aziraphale in the act. - One night after a bout of heavy drinking, a half-asleep Crowley is kissed goodnight on the forehead by Aziraphale. What ensues is Crowley's terrible attempts to stay awake on the bookshop sofa to catch him in the act.

Points of Contact by cyankelpie (G)

Five times Crowley and Aziraphale found an excuse for physical contact, and one time they didn’t have to.

Do you have any idea by Enven (T)

He was hungry for anything he could get. Every tiniest scrap of attention Aziraphale gave him, everything that could at least potentially indicate that he enjoyed his company – Crowley would take it all, and shove it deep into the dimness of his mind to hopelessly reminisce about it later. or: 5 times they pined like crazy, and 1 time they didn't

Crowley's attempts at courtship (5+1) by p0psicle_ashtray (M)

The year is 1813, Crowley is currently in a gentlemen's club in Scotland when he runs into a familiar angel, they talk and Crowley realizes that he must do whatever it takes to make Aziraphale fall in love with him. He was going to court the pants right off him.

To Creep Under His Gaberdine by larkthorne (T)

Sharing a sleeping space used to be much more common, historically. It didn’t mean that Crowley and Aziraphale had (literally) slept together very often…but they had done so. By the middle of the 1800s or so that practice had fallen out of fashion, and it began to feel like a shocking sort of intimacy. Basically: five times Crowley and Aziraphale shared a bedtime before the Apocalypse, and the first time they shared a bedtime after.

What Are You Doing New Year's Eve? by theshoparoundthecorner (G)

“Bit of an odd tradition, if you ask me,” he said, if not to get his mind off the longing that had settled in his chest. Aziraphale shrugged. “I think it’s rather sweet. A kiss for good luck. Seems a nice way to start the year. Very human.” Crowley nodded. “Can’t seem to keep their hands off each other, that lot. Always finding excuses. First it’s mistletoe at Christmas, then it’s luck for the New Year…” “Well there’s no need to be so grouchy about it,” Aziraphale said. “I think it’s lovely.” Crowley’s heart ached a little more as he watched Aziraphale smile up at the glowing numbers on the building above them. Yeah, he thought, lovely. Five times Crowley thought about kissing Aziraphale on New Year's Eve, and one time he did.

- Mod D

[thedevilrisen]

Prompt Celly - Day One

Jack Hughes x Y/N

Description: Two people, One blanket, One pillow and a double sized sofa bed.

A/N: I hope you enjoy! Would be greatly appreciated if you could reblog. I love talking to people so say 'Hi' if you want to. Feel Free to send in requests as well. I'm happy to write for most hockey players.

Warnings: None, I don't think! It should be all fluff and a bit of friendly banter.

-Sincerely thedevilrisen.

"Nose goes!" Luke yelled, his hand shooting up to grab his nose.

"That was definitely Jack." Luke stated with a happy grin.

"Y/N was 100% the second last one as well." Quinn spoke, tone humorous.

"Great. Just Wonderful." I deadpanned, looking at the group of boys with a dead straight face. Sneaking a glance at the middle Hughes boy, he didn't look outright displeased but he certainly wasn't the happiest camper either. That would make two of us.

"Wonderful for you, you sleep like a human windmill!" He exclaimed.

"That's a bit harsh, c'mon now." I whined.

"Now, now Y/N you have to admit that’s true." Trevor teased in a baby voice.

"I do nothing if the sort.” I defended myself, puffing out my chest forward to appear more dangerous than I was as a 5'5 woman in a room full of close to and 6 ft men.

"Well, we'll let you two get settled, have a good night!" Quinn laughed at the bottom of the stairwell. "Remember the spring on the left side likes to poke you.” Laughter chorused this statement as all the boys wandered up the stairs to their comfortable beds.

Walking over to the linen closet, I opened the door and pulled out a blanket. ‘Are you kidding me’ I thought, the boys had only left us one blanket. Taking it out of the closet I walked back into the living room to see that jack had folded out the sofa bed and taken the only pillow that didn't have sequins on it for his head. Either we were going to have to share or my face was going to end up cheese grated by a sequin pillow. ‘Better have no pillow than that’. I thought.

"They only left us one blanket, Jack." I mumbled walking around to the side of the couch his large frame didn't occupy. Sitting down and bouncing on the springs slightly, I kicked my feet around, flicked the blanket over both of us, shuffled down the bed some and attempted very poorly to get comfortable without a pillow and half a blanket on the cramped sofa.

For a little while Jack and I both laid there awkwardly. I had been flip flopping for the majority of the time, clearly he had had enough.

"Do you mind? Stop moving and come here.." he grouched as he reached the short distance to my curled form and dragged me over placing my head in the other side of the crammed pillow. He pulled the blanket to cover us both comfortably, turning his back to me. "Go to sleep Y/N, and for the love of god, if you kick me in the middle of the night." he threatened into the empty room.

"I'll try my best not to Jack." I stated irritated.

"Okay then." he spoke, followed by a yawn.

-

Quinn's POV:

I audibly gasped when I walked into the living room the next morning, Jack was laying on the floor of the living room hugging his pillow, meanwhile Y/N was sprawled comfortably on the sofa bed.

"Please tell me you've got a phone on you." Luke mumbled sleep laced his humorous tone.

"In fact, I do." I whispered back taking it out of the pocket of my sweatpants.

CLICK.

"We are never letting him live this down."

"Never."

[jaehyunnie77]

Exile

summary: you and jaehyun are endgame, or rather were supposed to be endgame. the short story of your relationship and the ending.

pairing: jaehyun x f. reader

genre: lovers to ex's | break up au | holy trinity

word count: 5.8k

warnings: cuss words, pet names (baby/babe), mentions of food, ass slapping, oral (female recieving), unprotected sex (please wrap it up), orgasm denial, a bit of dom jaehyun, creampie.

a/n: happy holidays everyone! i've been working on this on and off for i dont know how many months, but it's here now lol. thank you to this lovely anon for requesting this scenario. i swear i didn't mean for this to be so long hehe. also, exile by taylor swift ft bon iver has been stuck in my head so that's where the title came from lol. happy sad reading and any feedback is greatly appreciated.

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the meeting

“Order for Y/N.” The barista calls out. You quickly throw your phone into your bag and hurriedly walk to the counter to grab your coffee. Today, out of all days, you just had to sleep through your alarm and now you’re running late. You should have been in class ten minutes ago to prepare for the lecture to begin.

Too deep in your thoughts, you didn’t see or hear the person behind you. When you turned around, you bumped into something hard as your hot coffee spilled on the man’s shirt. Not only that, but whatever you bumped into, made you lose your balance making you land on your ass.

“Ow. Shit.” You say quietly before looking up and seeing the stain on a white crisp shirt. Petrified, you grab the napkins from a nearby table and begin patting the coffee stain hoping it would go away. “I am so sorry!” You’re not really thinking or using your brain at the moment as you keep repeating sorry.

“It’s okay.” The man chuckles deeply. He wasn’t even mad about it. When it seemed like you didn’t hear him, or stop patting his shirt, he softly held onto your wrist to halt your movements. It then registers in your brain that you are invading someone’s personal space. You slowly look up at him and he has the most beautiful brown eyes you’ve ever seen.

You quickly look away and stare at his shirt, trying to hide the smile creeping on your face. This just had to be your luck today didn’t it.

“I’m Jaehyun.” He says softly looking down at you.

Damn even his name is beautiful.

You’re still staring at his shirt to gather your nerves to calm down when you look up and tell him your name. You give him a soft smile in return before saying one last time, “I’m really sorry about your shirt. I can pay for your coffee or dry cleaning.”

All the cute man does is chuckle at your cuteness. “It’s okay. Honestly, I’ve been trying to get rid of this shirt for the longest time and now I have a reason to.” That made you laugh. At least he wasn’t yelling at you. “You can make it up to me though.”

Your eyes go wide as you violently nod your head. “Oh my god yes please. Name it. I really do feel bad even if you want to throw it away. It is the least I can do.”

He laughs at your comment, “Go on a date with me. Tonight?” He says confidently. Now that took you by surprise.

“You’re very straightforward aren’t you?” you smirk.

Jaehyun gives you a lopsided smile making his dimples pop out. “Yeah, I can be, but you did say it’s the least you can do to make it up to me.” He had you at that and you didn’t even need to second guess your answer when you said yes.

After that first interaction and date, you went on multiple dates to get to know each other. He was easy to get along with and he made you laugh uncontrollably. Something people have a very hard time doing. In all, he just made you the happiest you’ve ever been. By the third week of dating, you two were officially together.

You did everything together from dates, him picking you up from class, going grocery shopping, hanging out and not doing anything special, cooking together, singing karaoke together, and everything in between.

By the sixth month, you both met each other’s families. You’ve been in several relationships in the past, but the relationship with Jaehyun felt different. Solely because he was different. Some may say you both moved a little too quickly for their liking, but hey, once you know, you just know and you roll with it. There wasn’t anything or anyone that would make you doubt him or the love you two share.

He understood you and listened to you whenever you needed to vent and he was always there whenever you needed him. You were each other’s biggest supporters and motivators to chase after what you wanted. On top of that, he made you feel like a princess with the way he showers you with love. There are days where you can’t believe you are living out your very own fairytale of finding your true love. Of finding your prince charming and falling head over heels in love with him and living happily ever after.

Jeong Jaehyun is perfect and he is all yours.

the fourth year

A lot has happened in the last four years. After a year of dating, you two moved into a small apartment together that was only ten minutes away from your college. You both graduated college with your degrees and are currently working for your dream companies. You’ve both been on endless vacations from New York, Chicago, Canada, Milan, and London to name a few. Four years later and you still couldn’t believe the life you’ve built with Jaehyun so far.

It's a Friday night and you couldn’t wait to walk into your apartment and change into more comfortable clothes and snuggle with your boyfriend. What you didn’t expect is to be met with almost an empty apartment.

“Baby are you home?” you yell out as you take off your shoes by the door. The lights are on, his shoes are by the door, but there was no one in sight. Usually, you could hear your boyfriend anywhere in the apartment due to him having a heavy hand and being the clumsy dork he is.

“Babe?” you yell out once more as you walk further into the living room. That is when you see a note on the couch. You pick it up and read it as a smile forms on your face and the butterflies swarm in your tummy again.

Follow the rose pedals cutie.

You look down and sure enough, there are roses on the ground leading you out of the living room. You follow exactly what your boyfriend said until you reach your kitchen island with another note.

Remember this last minute trip to New York and we were in such a rush we forgot to bring jackets and we almost froze to death?

You laugh out loud because that specific trip was one of your most treasured ones with him. You both were so excited to be doing this last minute that you were not prepared whatsoever and forgot it was winter. You look up and there is a photo of you both snuggling close together in front of the Winter Garden Theatre.

You look around hoping to see him, but there was more roses to follow. At each random stop in your apartment, there was a note or a favorite memory and pictures. The roses end their trail on the balcony and as you step on that’s when you see him.

Soft music is playing in the background, lit candles are everywhere, and there is a table in the middle of your small patio. Your eyes find Jaehyun’s loving eyes and you take in his outfit – black and white suit. You look past him and see a wall full of pictures of your time together, balloons hanging from the ceiling, along with dangling lights.

“Jae, what is all of this?” you chuckle with tears forming in your eyes.

Jaehyun walks over to you and gives you a tender kiss. “Hi.” He gives you his dimple smile and turns around to give you a glass of champagne.

“Is there a special occasion I forgot about?” you softly giggle trying to mentally picture your full packed schedule.

“Y/N LY/N. You are the most beautiful person I’ve ever laid my eyes on.” Jaehyun tells you. “You are always there whenever I need guiding and always know how to make me smile. If I’m having a horrible day, you know just what to say to make it better. Your laugh is contagious and music to my ears and I swear you give me serotonin every single time. You are my best friend, my rock, and the person I am madly, deeply in love with. There is no other person I’d rather spend the rest of my life with, so that is why I have to ask,” He gets down on one knee and takes out a black box and opens it, “Y/N, would you do me this honor and be my wife for forever?” In the black box laid the most beautiful diamond ring you’ve ever seen.

You look away from the ring and into his glistening eyes. God you love this man so much. You wipe your tears as you nod fiercely. “Yes! Yes and yes! A million times yes!” Jaehyun smiles widely taking the ring out with shaking hands and placing it on your fourth finger. He gets up and kisses you passionately as he holds you tight in his embrace.

“I love you Mrs. Jeong.” He says.

“And I love you Mr. Jeong.” You laugh before going in for another kiss.

That night you two made endless love that you swear you heard your neighbor banging on the wall for you both to shut up.

The following week, you both announced the news to your family and friends and as expected, everyone is happy for you both. You couldn’t stop smiling and you couldn’t wait to start planning your dream wedding to the love of your life. You couldn’t wait for your future.

the drunk night

It has been eight months since you got engaged and an exhausting but exciting eight months. The wedding date was set to hold in fourth months. As much as you were excited in the process of planning your wedding and building your forever with Jaehyun, he didn’t seem too excited in the last month or so. You would try to get his input about the cake, the venue, the guest list, the location, down to the color schemes and all you’ve got in return was a “choose whichever makes you happy.”

Sure, if this was any other person, you’d look the other way and just be glad to plan it, except, this is Jaehyun. The one who makes it obvious and known when he’s excited, tired, angry, frustrated, annoyed, disappointed, and all other emotions in between. You’ve noticed him becoming less excited and more exhausted whenever the topic of the wedding comes up.

You couldn’t pinpoint exactly what was making him feel anxious or brushing it off like it was nothing. You’ve tried multiple times to coax it out of him and yet all you got in return was a snappy attitude and him repeatedly saying, “it’s nothing.”

It is 10:30 on a Saturday night and Jaehyun still hasn’t come home. You’ve called and texted him multiple times only for his phone go straight to voicemail and no text back. You were starting to get worried since he always made sure to check in with you if he was going to be out late.

Four hours passed and still the same outcome. You scroll through your contacts to find his best friend’s phone number. Just as you are about to dial Johnny, you hear the door unlock and there walks in your fiancé. Your very drunk fiancé.

Jaehyun is notoriously known to have a high alcohol intolerance since college, so the fact that he is bat shit drunk in front of you tells you he was clearly drinking something away.

“Ow. Shit.” He mumbles as he stumbles to the floor. You jump from the couch and ran straight to him. “Oh hi honey. You’re still up?” He gives you a lopsided smile.

“How much did you drink Jae?” you ask worriedly. You’ve never seen this side of him before.

“Just enough.” He sighs deeply and attempts to get up only for his movements to be sluggish.

You get up and attempt to get him off the floor. After the tenth time, you succeeded and stumble to your shared room. “Come on babe, let’s get you to bed.” 

“You are so pretty. You’ve always been so pretty Y/N.” he mumbles and begins to poke your cheeks.

“And so are you handsome.” You try to return the same enthusiasm, but to no avail. Inside, your brain kept asking a million different questions of why he drank so much.

“I miss you.” he pouts at you once he laid on the bed.

“I miss you too silly.”

“No, I know. I mean, I just really miss you.”

“I’m always here, what are you talking about bubs.” You chuckle.

“No you’re not. It’s different. It all feels different.”

Just before you’re about to ask him what he meant, he closes his eyes and falls fast asleep. You sigh deeply and do your best to get him out of his jeans and shirt so he could sleep more comfortably.

As you lay next to him, his words kept replaying in your brain and along with that, you begin to think back on how things been between you both lately. Before anxiety could overwhelm you, you force your mind to shut up and try getting some sleep.

The next morning, you woke up to Jaehyun cooking breakfast and for a minute you forgot what happened the night before. You get out of bed and head over to see your fiancé focusing on the egg omelet. For a very drunk person the night before, he seems to be doing okay without a hangover.

“Good morning handsome. It smells good in here.” You warmly smile as you hug him from behind.

“Good morning babe.”

“How are you feeling?” you cautiously ask.

“Doing okay. No hangover it that’s what you’re asking.” He chuckles.

“I wish I had your superpowers. You came home super drunk.”

“Yeah I’m sorry about that. Had too much to drink with Johnny and the boys and just lost count.”

Was it just that? Have you been overthinking about the situation over nothing?

“It’s okay. We all need to get drunk once in a while, though, you’re hard to get off of the floor when you’re that wasted.” You both laugh at that comment and continue on the day with each other.

In the back of your mind, you felt this particular moment was what started it all for what was to come. You wish you had seen the signs sooner.

the blowup

It’s been two months since the night Jaehyun came home drunk and since then, you feel like you have to walk on eggshells around him. You were scared of what was coming or what he had to say if you asked him about what he said. So instead, you pretend that everything was fine in your relationship, when in reality it was the total opposite.

You both felt different and couldn’t come to terms with it.

“I’m not saying that we can’t have both entrees Jaehyun. You’re missing the point.” You say trying to control your temper from boiling over.

“Then who gives a fuck if we have steak or chicken? Or mashed potatoes and carrots? No one is going to give a flying fuck as long as you have the damn wedding Y/N!” Jaehyun exclaims.

It wasn’t that you were afraid of him, its just you’ve never seen him this upset before. You sit there in shock written all over your face.

“Jae-“

“Seriously Y/N, do you really think people are going to judge you for the food you serve them? No. All they care about it having free booze, free meal, and the wedding. That’s all people care about.”

“Well maybe if you have given me your input from the start then we wouldn’t be sitting here talking about entrees!” you finally said as you hit your tipping point. There was no way you were going to get yelled at when you were the only one planning this alone.

“Oh, so now it’s my fault we can’t choose what the hell to eat.” Jaehyun scoffs.

Taking a deep breath as you try to calm yourself down, you try to understand where he is coming from. “Look I get you’re stressed out from the new promotion at work –“

“This has nothing to do with work!”

You frowned at his response, confusion taking over. “Then where is this coming from?”

He deeply sighs annoyingly, “Nowhere.”

You get up from the couch when you start to feel angry, “No, clearly something is bothering you just like it has been for the last couple of months. Spill out Jae, what is going on?”

“It’s nothing, forget about it.”

You were growing more frustrated and couldn’t help the next words to slip out of your mouth, “Are you seeing someone else? Is that it? Is that why you’re so miserable all the time!?”

His eyes widen as he also gets up from the couch. “Of course not! I am not a cheater and you know it!”

“Pft, then what is it because all you’ve been doing lately is give me the same repetitive answers with an attitude for the past several months. So whatever you have to say, just –“

“Fine! I don’t want to get married! There I said it! Are you happy now?”

You both stand there in shock at the words he said. You from hearing it and him for finally saying it out loud.

“What?” you ask in almost a whisper in disbelief.

Jaehyun sighs deeply before letting it out, “I don’t want to get married.”

You are so confused on how this turned an ugly left. “I don’t – I don’t understand. You don’t want to get married anymore?”

“No.” he says sadly.

“Did you ever wanted to get married in the first place?”

He takes a deep breath once again and shakes his head.

Now your entire world is flip upside down.

“Then why would you ask in the first place Jaehyun?” you cried.

“Because you’re you. You’ve always wanted to get married and we kept talking about it, and I thought at the time it was what I wanted as well at the time. I just wanted to make you happy.”

You stand there, your heart breaking into pieces as your mind and heart went to war with each other.

“So you only asked because I wanted to get married?”

“I’m so sorry Y/N. I never meant for this to happen.”

Just like that, the dam in your eyes begin to fall as you try to catch your breath. You didn’t realize you’re crying so hard.

“It’s been four years and you didn’t have it in you to be honest with me? Ab-about our relationship. Do you even still love m-me?”

Silence.

It was getting harder for the words to form and come out of your mouth. All Jaehyun could do in that moment is hold you close and let both of you cry throughout the night.

the hide and seek

Four years. That’s how long you spent your life with someone you thought would be your forever, only for it to go down the drain.

Everyone thought you and Jaehyun would be endgame – your family, friends, co-workers, and strangers alike have told you that both are endgame. Jaehyun has said it. You’ve said it. So, why is it, as you sit on the couch two weeks later, wonder where, when, and how did it all go wrong. How did one precious timeframe of tender loving turn into a disaster nightmare?

“I guess we should talk.” Jaehyun says carefully when he sees you staring into nothing on the couch. He knows it is his fault for why you are in this position and for hurting you.

You didn’t reply to him and felt the other end of the couch dip as he sits down.

It is quiet for a moment before you ask the question that’s been on your mind for the past two weeks “Where do we go from here?”

Jaehyun stares at the wall ahead of him, “I think we both know what needs to happen.” He looks to you and he truly regrets hurting you.

“When did you know?” you ask turning to face him.

“Know what?”

“That you didn’t love me anymore?”

He knew this question was coming, but didn’t expect it to be so hard to tell you the truth. “I still love you Y/N, but it’s not the same as when we first started dating.”

“So, when?”

“Four months ago.”

You nodded your head. That was the time he started coming home late and that one drunken night he came stumbling into your apartment. You think back to last year and try to analyze where you went wrong, though the only thing you can think of was you both were committed to your jobs. Which resulted in not having enough time for each other and as far as sex goes it happened at least twice a month.

Damn, even the sex was lacking when you both used to have crazy sex.  

“Why didn’t you just come and talk to me? We could have worked something out you know.” You say sadly.

“Yeah, but what would be the point? You finally got that promotion you’ve been wanting right after New Years and I ended up covering more hours at work. We didn’t have time for each other and if we did, it was mostly sleeping in from how exhausted we were.”

“But you’re my fiancé, boyfriend, whatever. We should have still communicated Jaehyun.”

“I know and that is my fault. I will admit and own up to that. I thought if I proposed to you, it would bring back the love I felt for you, but it never did. So, instead of manning up, I was a coward and held in my true feelings in order to save you the heartbreak, but I see now I was wrong.”

“If we had never fought two weeks ago, would you have said something? Would you have called off the wedding when it was time?”

At that Jaehyun became quiet. “I don’t know.”

You couldn’t handle sitting on the couch any longer with the man you still love and hear his honesty. You wanted to scream, throw his things out the door, break something, but instead, you just left the living room in defeat.

That night he slept in the guest room, while you slept by yourself in your once shared mastered bedroom. That arrangement continued for another two weeks. It shouldn’t be like this. None of this should even be happening. Maybe it was due to the upcoming embarrassment of you two breaking up and telling your friends and family about it. As much as you try to find ways to still be in a relationship with Jaehyun, you knew deep down that if he no longer loved you, there isn’t much of a relationship.

You knew what the next step is and as much as you don’t want to face it, it’s best if you both start to move forward with your own lives.

You walk into the living room where he is slouched on the couch mindlessly watching the TV. You take a deep breath to gather all your courage. “I think we should officially break up.”

Jaehyun’s eyes find yours in an instant and straightens up. He just gives you a small nod.

“I found some apartment listings so I’ll move out in a few weeks or so.” you gave him a nod and turn back to your room.

The look on his face is either from the surprise break up or shock that you’re the one moving out. To be honest, he shouldn’t be feeling either emotions because this would have been the outcome one way or another and he knew that.

He just didn’t think it would hurt him this much.

the end

Few weeks or so turned into a month because holy shit apartment searching is hell. There was no way you’re moving back with your parents or crashing at your friends places. Living with your ex was new. Sure, the first few days were awkward as you try to not bump into each other or walk into bathrooms when being used. Later, you both somehow managed to make it work – by coming home late and leaving early.

After finally finding an apartment near your work, you start packing your things. As you pack the last remaining items, you never realized you had so many things. You decided to take a break and have a nice long hot shower since Jaehyun was still at work. While you’re in the shower, Jaehyun comes home early from work. He hears the soft R&B music coming from your once shared room.

To him, he was grateful that it wasn’t a toxic breakup or any 24/7 bitterness between you both. He kept replaying the night you told him you were moving out and he couldn’t put into words how he felt. Too deep in his thoughts and unaware of your presence, you walk out of your room naked.

It’s something you always do when you’re home alone. Jaehyun’s eyes goes wide from seeing all of you as you try to cover up your body with a towel. It’s a sight he truly missed seeing.

“Oh my god! Jaehyun! You’re home. I’m so sorry.” You say catching your breath and slowing down your heart rate.

All Jaehyun can do is stare at you before nodding, “Yeah, I decided to call it a day.” He quickly turns around as your nipple peaks out of your rushed towel. “I’m going to make some dinner.” He quickly rushes into the kitchen to calm himself down.

Something comes over you the moment you see his back enter the kitchen. You do something, something you haven’t done in a hot second and let your towel fall to the ground. You follow after him naked. Jaehyun has his back to you as he looks at the pantry trying to rid thoughts of you.

“Jae.” You say softly gaining his attention.

Jaehyun turns around and once again gets fluster at you being naked in front of him. He takes in your perfect body and he can’t even remember the last time you had sex. Neither of you can. You guess it has been a while.

You slowly walk up to him as he stands there frozen watching your every move. His eyes meets yours filled with lust and longing. You softly touch his arm and caress it before wrapping them around your waist.

“Y/N-“

“If you don’t want to, I’ll stop.” You interject. You’re super horny and from the way he’s eyeing you, you know he is too, but when he doesn’t make a move or say anything, you figured he wasn’t in the mood. Embarrassment begins to take over as you stop touching him and backing away from his form.

“I’m sorry –“ you begin, but your sentence is cut short when he grabs your waist and clashes your lips together.

The kiss is hungry as if you two are both starved. In a sense, you’re both starving for each other. You take off his shirt revealing his perfect abs and begin to undo his belt. Jaehyun’s lips travel to your jaw, neck, down to your clavicle. Once he’s free of his jeans, he kicks them off and kisses you once more.

His hands goes all over your bare back before giving your ass a squeeze and slapping it earning a gasp from you. He then surprises you by picking you up and sitting you on the counter where he kisses you all over your chest. He kisses both breasts before diving to your right nipple and sucking it as his hand pinches and stimulates the left and repeats the motions.

You gasp as he continues to arouse you and you unconsciously begin moving your hips and wrapping your legs around him.

“Jae.” You whine. He looks up at you, your tit still in his mouth and his hooded eyes are dark. “I need you.” you finally manage to say.

He nods and leaves a trail of kisses up to your lips. With your legs still wrap around him, he picks you up smoothly and walks back to your shared room. He lays you down gently and begin giving the rest of your body kisses down to your core.

“Jaehyun.” You say out of breath because you know he’s teasing you right now.

“Just a little taste first baby.”

He kisses your inner thighs before kissing your clit. His tongue licks your wet folds and you couldn’t help the moan that comes out of your mouth.

“It has been too long.” He says more to himself, but you still heard him.

He dives his tongue into your hole as his nose brushes against your clit. He knows what you want and he gives it to you. He sucks and licks as his digits enters you. You are so horny from all the foreplay, it didn’t take long for you to come.

“That’s my good girl.” He says breathlessly. You look down at him to see your essence on his chin. He holds his hard cock, giving it a few pumps before getting off his knees to crawl over you. Jaehyun doesn’t give you time to recover when he gathers your wetness and slides between your folds. Jaehyun positions the head directly in front of your soaking hole and slowly pushes himself inside.

No matter how many times you two do this, you never get used to how much he beautifully stretches you out. Inch by inch, you feel every rigid of his perfect cock in you. You gasp when he’s fully seated inside of you and he gives you a minute to catch your breath before you tell him to move.

He doesn’t need to be told twice, but instead of going slow, he surprises you by pulling out to the tip and slamming back into you. He repeats the motion until he’s fucking you hard and fast. Just the way you both like it.

“Fuck you are so beautiful. I love the way you take my cock.”

You moan in between gasps, “Always for you.”

Jaehyun changes positions as he sits on his heels, pulling you closer to him and holding up your legs in the air. The position lets him watch your soaked pussy swallow him whole whenever he fucks deeper into you. You hold onto your boobs when he goes faster and fuck you have missed this.

“Jae I’m close.”

“Already going to cum? Hold it in just a bit longer.” His voice is deep.

You do as you’re told and try to hold it in as long as you can until it was too much. “Jaehyun!”

“Come on my dick baby.” You let go as soon as he tells you. The pure bliss takes over every single nerve as you cum hard. Your mouth goes slack, eyes closed, and all Jaehyun can do in that one moment is be mesmerize by your perfection.

He slows his pace down enough to let you catch your breath, but Jaehyun being Jaehyun, that didn’t last long. He hovers over you once more with your legs now by your face. This position makes it so much more intimate and deeper.

“You are so beautiful.”

“I want you to cum in me. Please baby.” How could he not resist you when you begged so cutely and so fucked out. He kisses you hard as his pace returns to animalistic and thrusts harder into you.

“Please daddy. I want it all. I want you to fill me up.” You knew just what to say to get him going. His hips begin to falter as his cock twitches and cums in you.

His moans and groans is so sexy, you almost come again from the sound of it.

“Fuck.” Jaehyun says when he finally catches his breath. You stay in that blissful moment before he pulls out. You feel your mix liquids drip down while he goes into the bathroom to get you a warm towel to clean you up. He discards the towel onto the floor as he lies down next to you pulling the blanket over your naked bodies.

“So that just happened.” You say not knowing exactly what to do next.

“Yeah.” He says staring at the ceiling. Neither of you have ever been in this position before, let alone have random one night stands before you two met all those years ago.

“I’m sorry for what I did and for hurting you.” he breaks the silence.

“I know. As much as I want to hate you for it, I can’t and I don’t. I somehow get it. We just grew apart I guess.” You say quietly. In reality, it was true. You both are two completely different people than you were a year ago or four years ago.

“Can we just stay like this for one night? One last time?” he turns to look at you with pleading eyes. He wants you to say yes. He wants to hold you in his arms and watch Disney movies. He wants to be next to you throughout the night.

You look back at him and give him a sad smile, “One last time.” You whisper. You kiss him as you pull yourself on top to straddle him.

One last time. One last night. You both used it wrap in each other and bring each other to ecstasy and to the heavens above, all for it to repeat until the early morning.

Your by the door not really wanting to leave, but you have to take the first step in moving forward with your life.

“So this is really it isn’t it?” he asks softly.

“Yeah I guess it is.” You whisper.

Somehow seeing the last box by the door and you getting ready to leave, hurt him. It’s strange to see the person you’ve spent four long years with suddenly walking out the door to never return again.

“Thank you Jaehyun for everything.” You look up at him and give him one last kiss on his soft lips. The lips that will for sure take a while to forget. You linger there for a moment taking it all in, before forcing yourself to pick up the box in your arms and walking away. Away from the man you loved – still love – and walk straight into the unknown future.

Jaehyun watches you get into your car and drive off away from him and the home you once shared. For the first time in a long time he wanted to cry. The memories the two of you shared comes rushing back and overwhelms him.

He knows he needed to let you go. He knew he couldn’t go through with the wedding and he knew you deserved someone better than him.

When he couldn’t see your car anymore, he looks around the empty apartment. For the first time in years, Jeong Jaehyun finally lets out all of his pent up emotions. The apartment feeling cold and lonely without you there. Without you in his life.

[warmaidensrevenge]

Always seen you.

Pairings: Eddie x Insecure! Plus size reader x friend! Elio x friend Billy

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A/n: Hello loves. Welcome back to my series. This is part 18. If you would like to read the parts before. You can access them in the link above. I updated it with every post. I would like to give a special thank you to @salenorona23 for helping me with this next part of the series. I was inspired by the song Sad! by xxxtentacion. I would Also like to point out that this official became my longest fic since I started on Tumblr. So yay!! Maybe it's going on a little too long. But I still love it. And I hope you do too. Anywho, thanks for reading. As always feedback is greatly appreciated. Comments and asks are always welcome. Kay love ya byeeee.

P.s. this part was actually too long. That Tumblr said I hit the maximum words. So I cut it in half. I will post the second part immediately.

Warnings: 18+ language, fluff, angst, heartache, sexual situations, mentions of eating disorder, slow burn and not proof read and no word count.

Summary: You finally got your guy. But something always gets in the way. Does true love conquer all?

Part 18

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The moment Eddie saw and heard Ava call him that he covered up the receiver.

" How many FUCKING times do I have to tell you to not call me that?! You know my girlfriend is the only one who's allowed to. And what are you doing in my room?!"

" I'm sorry Eddie baby. I forgot."

" Seriously Ava. I've had it up to here with you."

" Aww don't be that way. I just wanted to ask again if you wanted to come to dinner with us."

" GET THE HELL OUT!"

" You don't have to be rude!"

"AVA!" Jan yelled. "LEAVE EDDIE ALONE!"

Ava scoffed. " I was just asking-"

" IF YOU DON'T LEAVE RIGHT NOW, SO HELP ME?" Eddie shouted again.

" FINE! Be that way." Ava shouted back, stomping away.

" Baby?"

When Eddie didn't get a response. He called out again.

" Y/n...Angel, are you there?" He clicked the button on the base of the phone to see if it was the connection. But then he heard that beeping when someone hangs up.

" Shit!"

Eddie dialed you again but all he got was a busy tone.

"FUCK!"

He tried four more times and still nothing.

" Baby please." He said to himself.

He tried you all night. But all he was met with was that stupid fucking beeping.

The next morning he finally got the voicemail.

" Baby, please. I can explain. Just call me back. I swear that was nothing. I love you okay."

When you didn't call him back he left another message.

" Angel. Look. Please call me back. I really need to talk to you. Please."

A couple of days passed and you still didn't talk to him. He worried that the relationship was over. And there was no way in hell he was going to let that happen. So he left the tour and got on a plane.

It was just a few days before your anniversary and all you could do was lay in bed. You took the phone off the hook when Eddie kept calling.

You couldn't talk to him yet. You needed time to think. He couldn't be cheating on you with Ava. Could he? He promised to never be alone with her. But then why was she there? And why the hell did he let her call him Eds?

Elio tried to comfort you by saying it was probably just a misunderstanding. But all you could hear was Ava calling him baby. And asking if he was gonna come.

The day before your anniversary Elio came into the room and hit you in the head with a pillow.

" Ouch! What was that for?!"

" Get up and get dressed. We're going out."

" Ugh. No, I just want to sleep."

He hit you again. " Nope. You've been sleeping for the past two days. It's time to get up now."

You pointed a finger at him." If you hit me one more time. I swear I'm gonna kick your ass."

" Ohhh you're sexy when you're angry."

You rolled your eyes.

" Common. Seriously. Get up. Let's go get a drink and dance."

" E, I don't want to. Can we just order Chinese and watch a movie or something?"

" No. You need this. You need to dance the sadness away."

" I don't want to dance."

Elio pouted knowing full well that you would never say no to a pout.

" Fine!" You said standing up and heading for the closet.

Elio smiled. " Great. Now wear something sexy."

You whipped your head towards him. " Umm no. That wasn't a requirement."

" It is now. Just dress in your prettiest dress and let your hair down."

" Uhh do I have to?"

" Yes. If you look good. You'll feel good."

" Uhhh can't argue with that logic." You said sarcastically.

Elio pushed you slightly " Just get dressed and let's go."

" Okay…okay. No need to get violent."

" Oh you want violence. I'll show you violence." He said putting you in a headlock.

You quickly put your leg behind his and pushed him down.

" Don't try me E. I have an older brother who used to wrestle with me all the time. And Eddie showed me a few moves."

Elio gave you a thin lip smile when you said his name.

When you realized what you said you cleared your throat. You held out your hand to help him to his feet. You felt like you were gonna cry again so you turned around and went to change.

When you came out of the restroom you were wearing a powder blue dress with little red flowers on the skirt part.

" Wow. You look great."

You gave Elio a small smile and followed him out the room.

…

" Oh my God! Did you see that one guy in the suit?"

You laughed. " E, he was totally hitting on you."

" No thank you. I prefer them with a full head of hair."

You laughed again shoulder bumping him.

" Thank you for dragging me out of bed. I had a really great time."

" You can thank me later."

You turned your head to look at him.

" What?"

You guys rounded the corner of the dorm building and Elio pointed to the front steps.

Your heart fell to your ass. Eddie fucking Munson was sitting on the steps holding a bouquet of flowers.

You stopped and Elio whispered in your ear.

" You love him. So go talk to him."

" What? How?"

" I talked to him the other day."

" You did?"

" Yeah. I explained everything."

You looked at Eddie and felt tears coming.

" Go talk to him."

" I…"

"Go."

You nodded.

" I'll be back tomorrow."

" And where are you going?"

" Oh me?" He leaned back. " I have a date."

He gave you a smirk and walked away.

You took a deep breath before you went to Eddie. Just seeing him had butterflies fluttering in your stomach. Your palms all sweaty and your face feeling hot.

" Hi Eddie."

He looked up and for a split second you caught a glimpse of sadness in his eyes. But then he gave you such a sweet smile. That you forgot why you even stopped talking to him.

He stood up and jogged the few steps to you.

" Hey Angel. You look beautiful."

" No you."

He chuckled a little and started rubbing the back of his neck. " I uhhh these are for you."

He held out the flowers. It was a mixture of roses and sunflowers.

" Thank you. " You said just above a whisper.

You brought the flowers up to your nose and smelled them.

" They're erm I'm sorry/ I've missed you/ I love you flowers."

You looked at Eddie and his smile was gone. He ran his fingers through his hair then rubbed his chin. He was growing a full on beard.

" What are you doing here?" You asked.

He put his hands in his pockets and looked down at the ground.

" I…I was supposed to come tomorrow and surprise you for our anniversary. But umm…well I needed to see you."

You were quiet. You didn't know what to say. A part of you wanted to just jump in his arms. But the other part was telling you to wait. To listen to what he had to say.

" Baby." He sighed. " Why didn't you tell me Elio was gay?"

You shook your head and looked away. " I was going to. There's a lot I wanted to tell you. But…you were busy."

Eddie reached for your chin to make you look at him.

" I-I should have believed you when you said nothing was going on…I'm sorry for everything."

" Me too. I'm really sorry for not being honest with you from the start. But Eddie…what is going on with you and Ava?"

Eddie let go of your chin when he saw tears in your eyes. " Angel, I know how what happened seemed like something it wasn't. And I get it if you're still pissed at me. " He took a step towards you.

" Y/n I swear to you. Nothing-"

You cut him off by landing a kiss on his lips. His hands shot up to cup your face as he kissed you back.

You pulled away first but Eddie wrapped his long arms around you so you wouldn't go anywhere.

You looked at his beard and smiled.

Eddie smirked when he saw you bite your lip.

" You like it?"

You met his beautiful big eyes and nodded.

He let out a nose laugh. " I knew you would."

" Do…do you want to come up?"

" I would love to. But what about Elio?"

" He said he has a date. He won't be back tonight."

Eddie smiled to himself and ran his finger over your bottom lip. "I missed these lips."

" Then kiss me and don't stop."

He chuckled. " Anything my queen commands."

He kissed you deeply and with such tenderness you just melted right into him.

When things got heated you pulled away again and grabbed his hand leading him to the room.

As you changed you got sad again. You needed to ask Eddie something

Eddie sat on your bed looking at all the pictures you had of you two. He took off his leather jacket and boots. You came out of the bathroom in baggie clothes and your hair in a high bun. Eddie missed seeing you like this. In your glasses, completely comfortable.

You went to sit with him and started fidgeting with your fingers.

" Eddie?"

Eddie got sad too. You hadn't called him Ed's at all.

"Yeah?"

You swallowed the lump in your throat. " Why was Ava in your room? And why did she call you what I call you?"

Eddie put his big hand on yours. " She uhh she came in to ask if I wanted to go to dinner with her and the others…and she's been trying to call me that for a while. But I ripped her a new one for it. I've been telling her to stop. But she keeps on doing it…I don't know what to do anymore."

You nodded but didn't say anything.

" You believe me right?"

" I...Yes. I just can't shake the feeling she's going to try something."

"Y/n look at me."

You took a deep breath and met his brown hues.

" I don't know what I can say to convince you other than I won't let that happen. You're the one for me. The only one I want to be with…that's why I came. I came here for you. I cancelled two shows to be here with you."

Eddie put one of your hands over his heart. " This is yours. And it beats just for you."

You closed your eyes and hung your head.

Why did you have to say that?

When Eddie saw that. He was confused. Was that not what you wanted to hear?

" Do you not feel the same?"

You sniffled and pressed your lips together.

" I do."

"Then what's wrong baby?"

You shook your head. " I'm tired of this. I'm tired of fighting with you when we're not together. I'm tired of getting hurt so often. I'm tired of worrying if I'm still enough for you."

Eddie let go of your hand and tried to look you in the eye.

" Why does it sound like you're breaking up with me?"

Your eyes shot up. " What?! No Eddie. I don't want to break up."

" Then what are you saying?"

You reached for his face. But pulled away before you touched him.

" Eddie, I love you. But if we're gonna stay together. Something has to change."

" Do you want me to quit the band? Because I will."

You laughed a little. " Eddieee. No. What I want us to do is communicate. I know I screwed up by not telling you about Elio as soon as I found out. Then that would have saved us two arguments. Also I apologize for not talking to you when I should've. You're just as important to me as I am to you. "

You stood up and kneeled in front of him. You grabbed both his hands and kissed each one before looking up at him.

" Eds. I can't imagine my life without you."

" Promise?"

You laughed again and sniffled holding up your pinky.

Instead of hooking your finger with his, Eddie kissed you. He pulled you to your feet without moving his lips from yours. You held onto his narrow hips as he gently tugged at your hair tie.

He pulled away and looked down at you. Lips all pink and swollen, trying to catch his breath.

You looked down and went for his belt. He leaned back and took off his shirt.

Once he was in his boxers, he took off your shirt and kissed down your neck. All the way down to your plush belly. He got down on his knees and went for the hem of your bottoms. While sliding them down your thick thighs he kissed every inch he could.

His voice was soft but deep. " Hold onto me baby."

Your hands went to his shoulders so he could give you support when you stepped out of your undergarments.

Eddie's fingers ran up and down your legs, causing goosebumps in their wake.

"My beautiful Angel."

Your head fell back feeling his lips and hands everywhere. He hadn't even touched you between your legs yet and he had you almost there.

Eddie watched your every move. He listened to every whimper. He didn't know how badly he needed to hear and see that. And from the only person he wanted it with.

He stood up and put a hand behind your head. Pulling you softly into another kiss.

He felt your warm soft hands on his chest. Slowly going down to his boxers.

When your fingers hooked the elastic Eddie kissed you harder. Swirling his tongue against yours. Tugging at your bottom lip gently. Sucking on it before letting it go. You pulled your lip in and sucked it.

His boxers dropped to the ground and he kicked them away.

Your hands found his curls as he moved backwards to sit on the bed.

You didn't straddle him immediately. You just continued to play with his hair and beard. As his hands and lips went all over your body.

" Eds?"

Eddie hummed.

" Please don't hurt me with Ava."

His lips left your tummy and he looked up at you with sadness in his eyes again.

" Never."

You held up your pinky.

With his eyes never leaving yours. Eddie hooked his pinky with yours.

" I pinky promise….I only want you Angel. Just you…always."

You bent over a little and kissed him with all the love you could find. And Eddie did too.

He scooted higher on the bed so that his back was against the headboard of the bed, holding out his arms for you.

You climbed into his lap and kissed him again. This time with much more heat than the last one. Tongues massaging each other. Bottom lips being tugged on and soothed.

Eddie held onto your bottom as you got to your knees, spreading yourself for him.

He grabbed his aching cock and aligned himself with your entrance, that was already soaking wet for him.

You sighed deeply as you sank down to his lap. Eddie's fingers dug deep into the flesh of your hips. He groaned feeling your warm velvet walls hug him. Feeling them contract around him was ecstasy.

" God." He moaned.

Your soft whimpers drove him crazy. Your warm soft body was a blanket to him. One that he loved to dawn on every chance he got.

You started rolling your hips against his. Searching for bliss that only he could provide.

" I'm yours baby. Only yours."

You moaned at his words. Breathless whines left your lips as you got close.

" And I'm yours Eds. All-all of me. My-my heart...my mind...my body...it's yours."

" I love you. I love you so much."

You slowed your movements feeling Eddie fill you to the brim. Mixing with your love.

You rolled off once you caught your breath. With him pulling you into his arms.

" I love you y/n."

" Always?"

Eddie kissed your forehead. " Always and forever."

…

The few days Eddie spent with you were perfect like always. Then he had to leave you again. You would never admit it. But everytime he left, it broke your heart in ways that couldn't be repaired. So you slapped a bandaid on it and focus on school

A week after he left you got a call that the van's tires came in. Elio smiled when he talked to Billy.

" He sounds hot."

" Umm. Yeah. He's pretty cute. He's definitely your type."

" Is that so?" He smirked. " Well let's go see if I can get a date for tonight's party."

You giggled and grabbed the keys.

When you guys got to the shop, Billy was outside smoking. Greeting you with a gorgeous smile.

" Hey sweets."

Elio looked at you and frowned.

" Umm hi."

" Who's this? Your boyfriend?" Billy asked, giving Ellio a handshake.

" No. No. she's my friend…I'm single." Elio winked.

Billy chuckled and looked at you. " You look nice today."

You furrowed your brow and looked at your pajama bottoms and oversized shirt.

" Uhh thanks."

You met his gaze again and he was giving you a beautiful smile.

" So umm ready for some new tires?"

You nodded.

" Great. Pull her in."

As soon as Billy turned around, Elio nudged you.

" What?" You said walking back to the van.

" Well he's not gay."

" How do you know that?"

" We who prefer the same sex can always tell if someone is or isn't. Besides he was totally eye fucking you."

" No he wasn't. He was just being pleasant."

" Yeah…okay."

You rolled your eyes and drove the van in.

When Billy was working you and Ellio went to get ice cream. He suggested you get Billy some too. To see how he reacts. You didn't think it was a good idea. But Ellio bought him a vanilla cone anyway.

When you guys got back Billy had his shirt off and was lighting another cigarette.

" Hey you. Umm we got you an ice cream. Thought you might want something to cool you down."

" Thanks bud."

Billy took the cone and started licking it. Making eye contact with you.

You looked away and felt the heat rise from your chest to your cheeks.

When Billy saw that he tilted his head back and laughed to himself.

" Ready to go."

" Hmm?" You said looking at him again.

" Your van… she's ready."

" Oh- okay. Thank you."

When he handed you the keys his fingers touched yours. Giving you a shock of static electricity. You jumped and dropped the keys.

" Shit. Sorry sweets."

Billy squatted down and picked them up. When he looked up at you he licked the ice cream again. The way he did it. You could tell he was trying to seduce you.

When he handed them back you cleared your throat.

" Can't lose these. My boyfriend would have a fit."

Billy stood up and changed his demeanor. " So you do have a boyfriend?"

You nodded.

There was an awkward silence until Ellio decided he didn't like it.

" Yeah. He's in a band."

Billy looked away from you to Ellio. " Really?"

" Yeah. He's on tour right now."

" Huh. Would I know them?" Billy asked looking back at you.

You smiled thinking of Eddie and the guys. " Not yet. But you will soon. I can feel it. They're close to having the world hear them."

Billy liked that. Like the way your face lit up with enthusiasm talking about them. His only wish was that you didn't have a boyfriend. Even with that knowledge. He still wanted to get to know you.

" Well if they're metal I'm sure I'll like them."

Your smile got bigger. " They are."

Billy couldn't help the smile that grew on him seeing you happy. He didn't even know you but he knew he loved seeing you like that.

" So…Bily is it." Elio interrupted the little moment you and Billy had.

" Yeah man?"

Elio laughed. " So I'm throwing a dorm party tonight. You should come."

" Yeah? Will you be there?" He directed his question to you.

"She better. She lives with me."

" That's cool. So it's not gonna be a sausage fest?"

Elio laughed again. " No. But if that's what you're interested in, I can definitely change the invite list."

Billy chuckled nervously. " Uhh no. Coed parties are cool with me."

" Great! See you there."

Elio grabbed your arm and pulled you towards the van.

" Hold on E. I have to pay him. And he doesn't have the address."

" Damn. I was trying to build suspense."

You shook your head and went back to Billy.

" Umm do you have something I can write on?"

Billy pulled a pencil from behind his ear and grabbed the clipboard with your receipt on it. You quickly jotted down the address and pulled out your wallet.

You gave him the money and pulled off your copy of the receipt.

" See you later."

" Looking forward to it sweets."

You felt yourself blush as you walked away.

Maybe that wasn't a good idea.

That night your room was filled with people that you never met. You had no idea Elio had so many friends.

It got to the point where even the hallway was crowded. The music coupled with all the drunk coeds, it became a lot to absorb. You even had to kick out a couple making out in your bathroom so you could go. When you came back out there were people on your side of the room touching your pictures. You pushed through the crowd and snatched the frame out of their hands. When you looked over your things you saw that someone had knocked over and broke the snow globe Eddie got you from Arizona.

Tears filled your eyes. Sure it was just a snow globe. But Eddie knew you liked them so he bought you one when he could.

You picked up the broken glass and globe. You looked at it for a second then went outside. You sat on the steps and silently cried.

" Hey sweets. What's wrong?"

You looked up and Billy was coming towards you with a concerned look on his face.

" Oh ummm." You wiped away your tears. " It's nothing."

He sat down next to you. " If it's nothing. Then why are you crying?"

You sighed. " It's just." You showed him the broken globe. " It was a gift from my boyfriend."

" I'm sorry."

Billy was actually very sorry. He found out that night that he never wanted to see you sad.

" You know you can now make it into an ornament. You can just add some string around the cactus and hang it on the rearview mirror. Or on your Christmas tree when you put one up."

You smiled. " Yeah. That's a good idea."

" There she is…you're really beautiful when you smile."

You laughed knowing you looked like shit with mascara running down your face.

" Liar. But thanks for trying."

Billy shook his head and laughed too.

" So uhhh you want to go back to the party? Your friend might get suspicious."

" Yeah. He's probably dancing up a storm right now. Wondering where his dance partner is."

" Well let's not keep you away."

Billy stood up and held out his hand. You put all the pieces of the broken snow globe on one hand and took it. When you guys went back inside you broke off the remaining glass still attached to it and threw it in the garbage.

Still smiling at the cactus, you and Billy went up the stairs to the party.

Elio saw you with Billy and grinned. It was nice seeing you with him. Not that Ellio didn't like Eddie. He liked him a lot actually. The way he treated you when he was there was something Elio only saw with his parents. He knew Eddie loved you with all his heart. And he knew Eddie made you happy. So if you loved him, he loved him too. But he couldn't help but think that you and Billy would make some super cute babies.

When you guys finally got to one another, Elio pulled you to start dancing with him. You giggled when he spun you around. He grabbed Billy's hand after and made him dance too.

Billy was glad he came. Seeing you and Elio messing around was nice. Seeing you was nice.

Billy had to admit. He liked you. But you had a boyfriend. So he had to settle being your friend.

Over the next few weeks. Billy hung out with you and Elio nearly every day. He always brought with him two flowers. One for Elio and one for you.

You told Eddie all about how Billy helped with the van and asked if it was okay that you could be his friend. Eddie replied that you don't have to ask his permission. And that he trusted you completely.

One day you had asked Eddie if he could make it to an award banquet that you had to attend. You were receiving an award for your role in developing a disposable camera called The Fling. It was a great achievement for a freshman. So you and the other members of the team were being honored for the night. Include a few other engineers. But this was the first time an award came with money. Not that it mattered. You were doing just fine. But it was nice to put something in your savings.

Eddie was really sorry he couldn't come. He really was so proud of you. He always was. And he felt bad for missing the night. So he suggested you ask Elio or Billy.

Elio wanted to go too but he had a swim meet that day. And he wouldn't be back in time. Leaving you to ask your other friend.

Billy was happy to escort you to the dinner. More than that. It was the first time you and he spent time alone. Well kinda alone.

Billy had been holding his tongue for a while now. He really wanted to tell you that he had feelings for you. And there were so many times he found a small amount of courage to do so. But then you would bring up Eddie. Or Elio would. Making him change his mind.

It got harder and harder not to tell you that he was falling for you. But he always told himself that if he was your boyfriend and Eddie wanted to tell you he loved you. He would kill him. So he pushed his feelings for you deep down. He even started going on dates. Just to try and find a girl to distract him from you. But what he was searching for in all of them he could never find. That was because what he was looking for they didn't have.

They didn't have the smile that made him smile. They didn't have a laugh that sounded like music. They didn't have grace or humor. They weren't brilliant or geeky like you were. He just had to admit that what he was seeking was the stuff that made you, you.

Though it hurt him being around you. He couldn't not be.

When he arrived to pick you up you were wearing this beautiful off the shoulder burgundy cocktail dress. That was hugging you just right.

" Damn sweets! You clean up nice."

You smiled. " So do you. Where the hell did you find a suit so fast?"

" Borrowed my old man's. But I made it my own."

You looked at his outfit. With his Chuck Taylors and shirt that was showing most of his chest. " I see."

He laughed and opened your door for you. He of course had a flower for you.

" Thank you."

" You're welcome sweets."

Billy closed the door and walked over to the driver's side. When he got in he gave you a smirk.

"Ready?"

" No. But let's do this."

Billy nodded and took off.

…

" Did you get enough to eat?" Billy asked as soon as you guys got back in the car.

" Ugh. No. I don't understand rich people. Like no, this cracker and fish eggs is not enough. And a baked potato?! A potato and butter is not a meal….where's the salt and pepper? What about chives?"

Billy laughed while you shook your head.

"Okay. I was gonna say if you did. There's something wrong with you."

" Please. I like to eat. Obviously." You said gesturing at your large tummy.

" Stop it. You're beautiful. "

You raised a brow at him" I didn't say I wasn't. Just said I like to eat."

" Oh…confident are we?"

You gave him a toothy smile. " Sometimes."

" Well it works."

You gave him a playful push and laughed.

" Let me buy you pizza William."

He turned to look at you when you said his legal name.

" How did-"

" I know your name? Common. Billy is a nickname, sometimes it can be Bill, Will, Willie. Whatever you choose. But it's all short for William."

Billy grinned.

" So pizza?"

" Sure."

" Great! I hope you like extra pepperoni."

" That's all I ever get."

" Well that's perfect. Because I love pepperoni." You said with a smile

When you guys got the pizza you and Billy sat in the parking lot eating and talking.

" Okay okay. I got one. Gandalf versus the Scarlet witch. Annndd go."

" Oh shit….okay." you covered your mouth that was full of pizza.

You chewed vigorously so you could answer.

" Okay. Umm. I have to say. Gandalf."

" Why?" Billy said with one of his cheeks filled with pizza.

" Well let's look at the stats. Gandalf is higher in pretty much everything. Intelligence, strength, durability, and combat. Sure, Scarlett Witch is powerful. But, Gandalf is stronger and older."

Billy laughed. " Okay I agree with that."

You guys sat for a while going back and forth with hero vs hero.

" You know I think you and Eddie would get along."

"You think so?"

" Definitely."

There was a moment of silence.

" Can I ask you a question sweets?"

" Sure."

" Is it hard? Being in a relationship with someone you barely see."

You looked down at your lap. " Yes."

" Do… Do you ever want out?"

" No. What I want is for us to see each other more. But I've accepted that this is how it's going to be."

" Why settle for just that?"

" It's not settling. It's making the best of the situation. See I have loved Eddie for a long time. He was the only person I've ever really wanted to be with. He showed me what it's like to actually be seen. To be desired…Eddie has been everything I wanted in a person. I never believed in soul mates or anything like that. But when I look at him I see my other half."

Billy nodded. He wanted someone like that. Someone who sees him the way you saw Eddie.

" Eddie is a lucky guy."

You smiled. " I like to think I'm the lucky one. Everyone wants to find the one person who feels like home to them. And I was lucky enough to find mine."

Billy's heart sank. He felt that way about you. But he couldn't let himself say that. You were in love with Eddie. And he couldn't get between you two. No matter how he felt about you.

…

Eddie's birthday came up so fast. He was on the road again so you couldn't call him. But he did receive a package. He opened it and found a birthday card and a video tape.

He smiled and popped it in the vcr.

He was immediately met with Elio's face. He was setting up the camera. Elio made a funny face and stood back. Eddie watched as Elio sat on the bed with you.

" Happy birthday Eddieeee!" You both said with a smile.

He laughed.

You looked directly into the camera and gave him a big smile.

" I hope you have the best day Eds. I wish I could be there with you."

Me too. Eddie thought.

Elio got up and stepped out of frame.

" Eds, I can't wait to see you. I love you so much."

I love you too.

" So I really don't think I can top last year's birthday gift. But I'm gonna try…I've been working on a little something. Thanks to Billy I learned a new trick."

Eddie watched you get up and grab something. He grinned when you came back with an acoustic guitar.

"So this baby doesn't slay dragons. But I love her anyway. Her name is Shelia."

Eddie laughed.

He leaned forward on the bed when you started to pluck the guitar strings.

Eddie couldn't figure out what you were playing until you started to sing. You did your own slower acoustic version of Caught Up In You.

🎵

I never knew there'd come a day

When I'd be sayin' to you

"Don't let this good love slip away

Now that we know that it's true"

Don't, don't you know the kind of girl I am

No, said I'd never fall in love again

But it's real and the feeling comes shining through

So caught up in you, oh boy

And I never did suspect a thing

So caught up in you, ohh boy

That I never want to get myself free

And baby it's true

You're the one

Who caught me baby you taught me

How good it could be

🎵

Eddie started tearing up listening to you. And when you kept going, he fell in love all over again. When the song came to an end you looked back into the camera.

" I hope you liked it Eds. Happy birthday my love."

You got up and got closer to the camera.

" I miss you." You blew him a kiss. " Oh and have one for me."

Eddie looked up and saw Gareth in the door way with cupcakes.

Eddie looked back at the screen and you were smiling. The tape cut off and Eddie hung his head and laughed. With tears of happiness rolling down his cheeks.

I love you baby.

...

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Never Again, Don't Leave Me

Content warning: mentions of blood, swearing

(This is my first time writing fanfic so feedback is greatly appreciated.)

Five days.

That's how long it had been since Tim was admitted to the hospital. And Bernard didn't even find out until the second day. Through a news report. Not from Stephanie. Not from Dick Grayson. Not from Bruce Wayne. The fucking Channel 8 news.

'Timothy Jackson Drake-Wayne Admitted to Hospital After Sustaining Gunshot Wounds'

'Fuck. Not again.'

Darla bleeding out in the school nurse's office. Tim bleeding out on a ballroom floor.

'Please god not again.'

Bernard doesn't even remember how he got to the hospital, let alone leaving his apartment. His socks are soaked. Must've run there in the rain. Entering the hospital was a blur. A lot of pleading, yelling, screaming - most of it from him he thinks - and the same phrase repeated over and over again: "Family members only."

"Family members only."

"Family only."

"Family."

'I'M HIS FUCKING BOYFRIEND!'

So here he is. Day 4 of sleeping in the uncomfortable waiting room chair, nibbling on the shitty energy bar he got from the hospital vending machine. Bernard's honestly surprised they haven't kicked him out yet. Pity most likely. The nurse he yelled at on the first day keeps bringing him water when he's asleep. He really should apologize to her, she's just doing her job.

Right now he just feels numb. Stephanie's probably tried to call him, but he's pretty sure his phone is dead by now. Now he's just sitting, waiting for someone, anyone, to let him see Tim or at least let him know how he's doing.

'He's fine he's fine he's fine. They would've sent you home already if he was-'

"Bernard?"

He recognizes that voice, from Tim's video calls with his family. He's even heard it on TV a couple of times.

He turns to face Dick Grayson, eldest son of the Wayne clan and the brother Tim's closest to based on their weekly phone calls.

"Hey." Bernard's voice came out raspy and quiet. When was the last time he drank something?

"Hey," Dick said, moving to take a seat next to him. "How long have you been here?"

"What day is it?"

"Tuesday."

"Oh. Um" - he pinched the bridge of his nose - "since Saturday I guess."

Dick's face is weird. He seemed to be going through at least five different emotions at once, the most prominent being anger. Bernard really wished he was better at reading faces. Then he would have never made that dumb joke about Tim's dad abusing him back in high school, noticed how weird he was when the girl Robin appeared, or understand the emotion that crossed Tim's face whenever he had to cancel a date.

"Have you seen him yet," Dick asked softly.

"No," he responded bitterly, "'family only.'"

"Oh. And no one's-"

"No."

He heard a large exhale after that. Bernard didn't bother to remove his hands from his eyes after hearing the chair next to him scrape across the linoleum floor. Less than a minute later he heard Dick's sneakers squeak towards him.

"Come on," Dick said, holding his hand out, "they said we can see him now."

He takes his hand and doesn't let go until they get to Tim's room.

Stopping in front of the door Dick starts, "They said he's in a coma right now but he's stable. It shouldn't be very long until he wakes up."

Bernard knows those words should be comforting, but the fact that he didn't know that for almost a week just makes him angrier.

"You go first, okay?" Dick says, flashing him a small smile. "I'll be right out here."

He feels so fucking selfish. Dick is his brother and he's probably been worried sick about him. He deserves to see him a lot more than Bernard does. All he can say is, "okay."

Walking in he doesn't know what he expected, his boyfriend covered in blood? He looks peaceful like he's finally getting the eight hours of sleep Bernard keeps forcing him to get or when he falls asleep watching Blade Runner for the 700th time. He's pale, paler than his normal Gotham pale, but still looks peaceful. If it wasn't for the steady beeping of the heart monitor or the breathing apparatus strapped to his face, Bernard would've thought he walked in on one of Tim's random cat-naps. Rounding the bed, he takes a seat in the armchair next to the window. It's a lot more comfortable than the chairs outside.

For a while, he just sits and watches Tim breathe, his exhalations fogging up the oxygen mask every so often. He starts reaching for Tim's hand, wondering if he's allowed to touch him.

'Fuck it.'

Bernard grabs his hand like Tim's going to sink right through the pristine hospital sheets and he starts talking.

"Hey, Timmy. Yeah, I'm gonna call you that because you're asleep and you can't stop me. I just wanted to tell you that you better wake up soon or you're gonna miss all the fun things I got planned. They're holding another Jonathan Lord marathon soon. I know we missed the last one because you had an emergency. And Tweedle-D's is opening again. They're giving out complimentary milkshakes to Louis Grieve kids who come. I'm so close to getting my certification too, just a few more classes and we can go together. We can be totally disgusting and share one. Then there's that new amusement park opening up in Burnside. I know you said your last amusement park date didn't go well but hey, maybe we can try something new. And I can't wait to go to my first pride with you. I've never had the guts to go by myself, even after I figured out I wasn't straight. And I would really love to spend it with you. A day to hang out at the park, party with other people, and just be ourselves. Sounds super fun right? I just... I can't lose you... not like Darla or... or Laura - shit! Just... fuck. Please..."

'Don't leave me again.'

[innerunderrain]

A Question of Lust [Yan!Childe x Saintess!Reader x Slight.Yandere! Capitano]

Warnings: Yandere themes, mentions of lack of privacy, non-consensual touching, finger licking, brief description of blood.

Word count: 3.1k

Sequence of events: Harbinger of Misery [Yan! Capitano x Saintess! Reader]

The Sloth [Yan! Columbina x Saintess! Reader x Yan! Capitano]

Note: Reblogs are greatly appreciated since it looks like my post doesn't wanna show up in tags 🥲

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The air appeared to be somehow lighter than usual and was rather crisp, a privilege that most people within the northern hemisphere do not regularly get to enjoy. Although it was cold outside—as is customary for Snezhnaya—it was manageable enough to venture outside, obviously still accompanied by a thick layer of wool. It appears that today is your lucky day since Capitano informed you that you must go on some sort of exploration, and it's been such a long time since you have stepped foot outside the Cathedral's ground.

Something about requiring you to fulfill your responsibilities as a Saintess, which supposedly involved journeying to a few villages to preach the word of god.

You didn't fully understand what he meant, but didn't question him about it.

Capitano observes as you lean out of the carriage and flashes him a rather bright smile, one that he often saw on a daily basis but could never get tired of.

He knew you needed a little bit of fresh air.

While he felt more comforted having you stay within the Cathedral's wall, he was well aware of the lack of privacy and the amount of times the other sisters would harass you into spending time with them.

"Where are we going?"

You enquire as you close the window and sit back in the carriage. Rubbing your cool hands together in an attempt to warm your flushed fingers.

"Down South is where we make our first stop. As the hometown of another harbinger, the area is very safe as Fatui military patrol it often."

Capitano responded, but only after he noticed how red your fingertips were and offered you a pair of cosy mittens. You took the mittens and gingerly rubbed the supple wool across your fingertips before uttering a timid "thank you." Capitano is somehow always prepared for everything.

"Have I ever met this fellow harbinger of yours?"

While you made an effort to view his coworkers favourably, the last interaction you had with the young woman, Columbina, did not go well. It left you feeling a little uneasy for the remainder of the week, unable to sleep due to the terrible nightmares that would plague your mind.

A loud voice yelled out before the carriage abruptly came to a stop. The view outside the window caught your attention as you noticed that you were surrounded by rather large brick buildings that looked remarkably like your parents' tavern. The buildings weren't as modern as the ones within Capital, yet they still had this unique charm about them.

"Sir, we have reached our location!"

You were happy to arrive somewhere that appeared to be relatively silent. Even though the nation's capital wasn't horrible, it was wonderful to be away from the hectic city for a while.

The carriage is opened by a young man with ginger hair and rather ghostly eyes, that reminded you of the dark abyss within the ocean. His cheeks were covered in freckles, and his face was fairly pale which wasn't abnormal considering the majority of the people within Snezhnaya were rather light. You could perhaps even consider him as a rather handsome man, if it weren't for his soulless eyes.

Hauntingly beautiful, yet so sinister.

The man bowed before providing a brief introduction of himself. Although he had a relatively deep voice, it nevertheless had a touch of a boyish charm to it which greatly contrasted Capitano's deep, cold voice.

"Greetings, Saintess [Last Name] and Sir Capitano. Having the opportunity to welcome you first delights me!"

Although he seems like a charming person, Columbina was also rather cordial, therefore you must always be alert for the unexpected. An innocent face doesn't automatically equal an innocent person, something you've learnt the hard way.

"Please just call me Childe."

Childe shifted aside to provide room for Capitano to leave the carriage. As per usual, you anticipated Capitano to assist you in being escorted out of the carriage, but instead of moving, Childe was the first one to move. Childe offers his hand in your direction just as you prepare to step out of the carrier, eager for you to take it. You give Capitano a fleeting glance, but he makes no movement which was rather unusual of him. You hesitantly placed your fingers in the palm of his hand before he cautiously led you down the stairs.

Although his hands were not quite as big as Capitano's, they were strangely warm, exuding a deep heat you hadn't encountered in a long time. Childe would partially exemplify the elemental intensity of pyro while Capitano was the pinnacle of cyro, cold and sharp. Two contrasting elements yet they were the two on the same wheel, perhaps representing their alliance to the same master?

You and Capitano were guided into a modest tavern, but despite the small size of the interior, it had a cosy atmosphere and gave off the vitality of a welcoming house. Childe served as your tour guide, rambling on about the local history and addressing each passerby as if he had known them all his life. You wouldn't be so surprised if he did know then for practically all his life. His voice sounded like music to your ears, after having spent time with Capitano for such a long time, it felt nice to have someone else be the speaker while you acted as the listener. The three of you passed the bakery while the man continued to ramble; the pastries on display at the window did look pretty appetising, consisting of a soft loaf of bread and cupcakes that were iced with chocolate and vanilla.

"....Ah, here is a rather famous bakery. I can guarantee you they make the best bread in the entirety of Teyvat. Why don't we go by and stop some-"

"I believe it is time for us to retire for the night."

Childe pouted somewhat as Capitano intervened, but he just nodded in agreement before guiding you back to your chambers. Although your disappointment wasn't evident as Childe's, you couldn't help it but grumble silently, wishing that you had the opportunity to at least stop for a few bites. The Cathedral provided great food, but in terms of pastries, they weren't the best at making them. Given how much the man behaved like a battered puppy, you almost felt awful for him.

"Thank you for being so generous to us."

Capitano seized your arm as soon as you spoke and bowed down. Even though his face was obscured by his helmet, you could sense he was warning you against it, reminding you of your dignity as a divine figure. You overlooked the fact that, in the viewpoint of the church, kneeling to somebody who was seen as lesser than you was unacceptable. Obviously, you never considered anyone to be less inferior than you, but it wasn't like you could control that mindset of the church.

"No need to express gratitude to me! Simply put, I'm grateful for the chance to serve as a guide to a beautiful Saintess and a senior harbinger of mine."

After hearing Childe's kind words, you and Capitano retreated to your tavern for a quick dinner before retiring in for the evening. You were unable to sleep, unfortunately. Coming to the conclusion that you needed to get up for a stroll after several hours of turning and tossing within your bed, the blanket suddenly felt way too itchy for your liking.

Capitano shouldn't mind, it wasn't like you were going to wander outside of your designated area.

Given that some patrons were still likely to be savoring their beverages at this hour and conversing enthusiastically, you would assume that the first level of the tavern was very lively. You opted to stay on the second floor since it was so empty, just for a simpler time, and not having to be harassed by some drunk men.

The moonlight twirls along your skin like miniature butterflies as you stroll through the corridor. The small light provided a dim source of light that made it slightly easier to see as you navigate your way through each step you took. There was another door at the end of the hallway, which you would assume connects to the balcony.

Perhaps that is the best spot to receive some fresh air?

As you twist open the doorknob, your fingers glide seamlessly against the handle, uncovering a view of towering, elegant snow-covered mountains. They were sort of common within Snezhnaya, but it was nevertheless still a beautiful sight. Despite the fact that it was dark, you could just make out the courtyard beneath the tavern, which was adorned with gorgeous coloured flowers that you opt to ask the owners about, hoping to collect some for your journey.

You take a big breath in and close your eyes as you relax against the white railing. A moment of stillness at last, it wasn't a privilege you could often enjoy back at the cathedral considering the amount of time the other sisters would harass you, and the times where Capitano would follow you like some sort of ghost.

Your fleeting joy, though, was short-lived as you heard rustling coming from behind you. You turn around, startled, to see Childe leaning against the wall, watching you with curious eyes.

How long has he been there for?

You hurriedly smoothed out the crease in your nightgown and tightened the shawl around your body, feeling rather uncomfortable for having to run into him while wearing the inappropriate attire. Suddenly feeling all too grateful for deciding to bring the shawl along with you.

"I apologise for not wearing proper attire. I didn't anticipate seeing anyone here."

Childe merely laughs at your words, although you had a sick feeling that the man must have seen you strolling down the corridor.

"You don't have to apologise! I was a little taken aback when I saw you because nobody normally comes up here."

Both of you stood at the balcony in the stillness of the night, uncertain of what you should say to the man. Even though he didn't appear to be as intimidating as Columbina, he nonetheless gave out a certain intensity, not a creepy one, but still strange enough.

"Ah! I just remembered, I haven't given you a proper greeting did I?"

He suddenly spoke, turning to face you, causing your head to tilt at his words as you tried to recall your first meeting.

"But you did?"

The man shook his head, his curls following his movement, bouncing against his face.

"I mean, as in the proper greeting for a lady."

As he spoke, he held out his gloved hand, inviting you to grasp it. Although you were a little reluctant, the excitement that appeared on his face almost made you feel guilty if you were to refuse him. Your expectation was that he would give your hand a short kiss before finishing up his business as you placed your hands into his palm.

Yet, it seems that he had other plans in mind.

Childe grabbed your arm and pressed your hand to his lips, giving them a brief lick. His moist tongue slides along your fingers before slipping through the openings within your hand. His warm saliva soaks down your forearm, making you somewhat nauseous as you attempt to comprehend whatever he's trying to do. Your eyes widen in sheer terror, absolutely disgusted at his actions. The sucking on your finger managed to snap you back to reality, you drew your hand away from him before raising your other palm and striking him across the face.

The still night resonated with the sound of skin against skin, and Childe's face snapped to the right as you swallowed deeply. You realized that your countenance had changed into one of fury and contempt, which appeared out of character given that you typically wore a smile that was lighthearted. You must have struck him much harder than you intended; his cheeks were flushed with the imprints of your hand, and your palm stung with pain.

"You…shouldn't have done that."

You spluttered, watching Childe's face gradually turn back towards you. Instead of the angry expression you imagined, his lips were distorted in a wide grin that sent chills down your spine.

"Ah I apologise, my lady. I appear to have unknowingly crossed the line."

He apologised, but it was clear from his unwavering attitude and his eyes' increased focus on you that his apology wasn't sincere. You return his look while maintaining your composure, then sigh and massage your forehead with the tips of your fingers. Perhaps all the Fatui Harbingers have an issue with understanding personal space?

"Given that you are Sir Capitano's fellow employee, I'll pardon you once."

Before brushing by him and proceeding in the direction of the door, you remarked. You could feel the back of your skull being scorched by his eyes, those dark and ominous eyes. As you turned to give him one last gaze of warning, you stopped just as you were about to enter the main corridor.

"But I won't be so understanding next time."

As your body eventually receded down the corridor, Childe simply smiled before kneeling down while keeping his gaze fixed on you. Contrary to what he had anticipated, you are far more resilient than the rumours had suggested. As he reclined against the balcony, the memory of your angry expression was still ingrained in the back of his mind. He wonders whether you've ever shown Capitano this aspect of yourself; if so, he hopes it hasn't been done before since he feels ecstatic to be the first person to experience it.

Childe is no doubt, a fierce warrior. He won't surrender to anything so readily, not even to love, once he has a taste. You simply happened to be a rather sweet and intoxicating nectar, one he's determined to take more of.

Childe is a determined man.

Just wait and see.

-

The following morning, Capitano's pounding on the door woke you up early. He instructed you to be ready to go shortly since there was some sort of meet and greet with the villagers that you needed to attend. With one of the sisters' assistance, you were able to get ready while still somewhat drowsy before stumbling down the stairs.

As you leave the tavern, you shudder as the cool morning air nips at your skin, prompting you to tie your scarf a bit tighter.

The fact that Capitano simply accompanied you into the carriage and opted not to converse with you at any point during the route suggests that he understood that you were clearly exhausted. For once in your life, you were grateful for his silence as you struggled to catch a bit more sleep while leaning your head against the window of the carriage.

However, the journey seemed to have passed much faster than you had anticipated as you groggily sat up to the sound of Capitano softly calling your name. Despite Capitano's hands being firmly embedded on your arm, you somehow staggered out of the carriage. You felt Capitano drape his arm around you to prevent you from inadvertently crashing to the ground, which caused you to flush with shame.

You were able to recover from your embarrassment when you heard someone cough awkwardly, and you looked up to discover that a large crowd had gathered around the carriage.

This is embarrassing.

You immediately peel Capitano's hands away from you and turn to face the audience while beaming, in an attempt to hide your embarrassment.

"I hope everyone is having a rather wonderful morning."

Fortunately, nobody seems to note your awkwardness since it was never brought up once during the briefing. The gathering appeared to have gone quite smoothly, you only needed to meet and converse with each town resident individually. They were all quite kind, and several even brought you little gifts.

"You are really kind to give me such a lovely present, thank you."

The young girl in front of you brightens as you carefully accept her present and set it down next to the stand you were sitting in. You halt her as she begins to move away. You gently press two of your fingers onto her forehead. In a flash, a bright light was released, followed by sparks that closely resemble those fireflies that were only native to the warmer nations. Very uncommon in Snezhnaya. The young girl's round eyes gleam in interest at the sight of the sparks, before quickly thanking you, and runs back to her mother.

Your heart stopped when you caught a glimpse of the next person in line.

It was Childe.

The man came over and stopped in front of you before grinning brilliantly, as if he didn't care one bit about what had recently transpired between the two of you.

"Greetings, Lady [Last Name]."

He spoke while squatting down so that only his legs were elevated above the cement floor but while firmly resting his hands on the table. He leaned his head onto his hands, gazing deeply into your eyes.

"Childe. I didn't expect you to be here. What can I do for you?"

The man laughs, obviously finding your remarks humorous even though you were very serious.

"No need to be so formal, I thought our relationship was a bit different after what happened last night."

You briefly threw Capitano a fleeting glance, but he appeared to be preoccupied with guiding the Fatui agents through some assignment. You awkwardly cough before offering Childe a single piece of white flowers, praying that man would go away.

"I don't understand what you're trying to imply. I have quite a busy line behind you, so I would be delighted if you were to move."

Childe snatched the white flower from your hands and tucked the delicate blossom into your hair with care before reeling back while humming. He contemplated whether red would also complement you considering white matched you so well, perhaps you'll look like an injured little bed if you were to be stained with blood?

"I'm actually here in place for my brother, he should be here at any moment."

As soon as Childe finished speaking, another tiny voice emerged. You both turned to face the opposing street and saw a young boy with ginger hair sprinting across the street, a bright smile adorned his face. His grin, however, was fleeting as he stumbled on the ice while attempting to avoid colliding with an approaching waggon. He plummeted onto the pavement, knee slamming right into the curb, head striking against the hard surface, a loud yelp coming from his lips.

A worried grimace was painted across Childe's face as he hurried to his brother; you were actually surprised that a man like him could ever be capable of having that expression plastered on his face.

Being a little concerned for the hurt boy, you got out of your chair and followed after him as well. Not without turning around and apologising to the next person in line.

Childe had helped Teucer sit up by the time you arrived, doing his best to console the tearful-eyed boy, yet his efforts were futile. You knelt down next to them and inspected the boy, searching for any indications of injury, but he appeared to be fine and only had a cut on his knee. He must have inherited his brother's fortitude since despite colliding directly with the ice, his head was unscathed.

A small group from the gathering was now accumulated and was attentively examining you, their expressions were full of curiosity and expectations. Capitano was monitoring you from among the people as if he was trying to remind you to preserve your standing as a venerated symbol from the Cathedral.

That's right, you still have a reputation to uphold.

You wince as you observe the boy's knee, which was heavily wounded and had blood dripping down to his shoes. Despite his best efforts to control them, tears were flooding his down round face, and a tinge of discomfort emerged within your chest at the mere sight.

"If you can trust me, it's okay."

As a vague glimmer of light started to develop, you inhaled deeply and placed your fingertips against his bloodied knee, the scarlet red seeping through your white silk gloves. In spite of the blood that was still flowing down his pale skin, you continued to press your palm against his flesh for a few more seconds before pulling back to reveal his knees, which were no longer marred by a wound.

After a brief period of silence, the crowd finally broke into a joyful cheer. Teucer instantly beamed before he wrapped his small fingers around your neck and hugged you tightly. You returned his gesture, before he was called away by Childe. The man gathered Teucer in an embrace and let out a sigh of relief, his serious expression ceasing from his face.

Childe marvels as the spectators continue to applaud you, feeling similar to a person who had just touched their idol.

You were stunningly beautiful.

The way you grin practically served as a bright beacon for Childe's existence spite of the fact that he was conscious that idolising a being other than God was a sin. Was God truly real in the first place? If there was no God, there shouldn't be a problem if he did choose you as the subject of his muse.

He knew he wasn't wrong when his heart raced from the moment he laid eyes on you. He knew he wasn't wrong when, in spite of his prior remorse, to lust after another person's belongings.

It wasn't like Capitano had claimed you in the first place, so that meant he still had a chance.

Perhaps a very small chance, but it was still a chance.

One that Childe was determined to hold onto. Even if it meant fighting the devil himself, Childe was more than willing to sacrifice himself.

[mdmakki]

PICKING UP DRUNK HQ BOYS!!

line up: matsukawa issei, kyotani kentarou, aran ojiro, iwaizumi hajime

warnings: alcohol consumption(by the boys), fluff, slight swearing, smoking(issei's).

things to know: set in timeskip!

note: nother repost:) enjoy as always! <3

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ISSEI stood outside the booming bar alone-his friends either still inside or doing business in a bush a few feet away- with his half empty glass of vodka and coke, makki's malibu and coke in the other and a lit cigarette between his slightly chapped lips. he tried to focus on the message you had sent him but those 4 shots were really getting to him now. just as he brought the phone closer to his face he heard a voice that made his ears perk. "issei! what are you doing? i told you to get in the car 5 minutes ago, i've been watching you stand there like an idiot for ages." the tan male can't help but chuckle for no real reason when he sees you stomping over to him. "my bad hunny bun," he starts with his infamous smirk and a stumble in his step as he walks towards you, "i was waiting for our lover, you see" issei tells you while his arms fall onto your shoulders, pulling you to his chest. "our lover? do i even need to ask who that i-" "oh loverbirds~! i hope you didn't forget about me!" how could you ever forget that voice. turning to face "your' lover, you see -an even drunker than issei- makki falling towards you two while trying to buckle his belt. "of course we didn't forget you baby!" your boyfriend pulls you to his best friend enveloping you all in a group hug. "you should've joined us (y/n), we got fucked up!" you could smell the pure alcohol as hanamaki yelled in your ear. "well how about you both join me in the car, yeah?" "whoop afterparty!" the pink haired one shouts. "ooh car sexy time" the darker haired one mumbles.

KYOTANI usually only went to the bar if you were by his side, but somehow he got roped into a boys night with the old seijoh team and had a few or more than he anticipated. "uhh, b-baby?" he stuttered with a fake confidence. “ken? what is it? wait, are you still not home?" hearing your groogy voice tern stern was exactly what kentarou was afraid of. many people thing the big bad mad dog has worn the pants in your long term relationship, but ever since your younger years it's like you've had him on a leash, obeying your every command and backing away from trouble with a call of his name. "oh um, yeah i am. the boys, th-they i mean, we kinda got carried away." the silence was nearly louder than the music he's been surrounded by all night. "ken, do you know what time it is, my love?" you ask softly. “it's, it is uh-“like a trained puppy he pulled the phone away from his ear to see the time flash at him, making the colour drain from his face. "oh, it is 2:45 am," he heard you hum and some shuffling in the background. "and are you calling me to come pick you up at 2:45 in the morning?" kyotani found himself chucking to try break the ice, something his sober self would face palm at while watching himself. "whaaat, not at all heh, i was just calling to saayy. that i, love you a whole bunch and would love to see your pretty face right now" deafening silence again. "mmhh, i'll be there in 10 minutes, okay?" "yes ma'am"

ARAN always made sure you got into your bed safe and cleaned up with a glass of water on your bedside table every time you went out and drank a bit too much. oh how the tables have turned on your lover. he was currently in the passenger seat of your car giggling to himself~just after hanging out the window to wave goodbye to the twins and suna- the radio playing whatever you had on. "you okay over there?" you asked after getting a glimmer of his head falling limp, maybe he fell asl-" "i'm doing great babe! never been better!" definitely not getting to sleep anytime soon. the rest of the drive consisted of aran's hand dancing along your thigh and then moving to "groove' with the rest of his body as he sung along to "dance wiv me by dizzie rascal' once you got him out of the car and carried him in the door and straight to your bed, you moved to get him out of his sweaty clothes. "ohhh 'scuse me, didn't know this is what we're doing" your boyfriend wiggled his brows while smirking at you above him. "it's not what we're doing sweetheart, i'm not letting you sleep in those sweaty clothes in my fresh sheets" you told him with a kiss to his warm cheek and continued to unbutton his shirt, strip him of his jeans and put a pair of shorts up his legs. you thought he was rather quite during the routine so when you looked up to hear snoring you were more than suprised. you were rather confused on where you were gonna sleep as aran was sideways taking up the whole bed.

IWAIZUMI was usually the designated driver every time him and the boys went out, so tonight, as any one would, he decided to let loose for once. not the best decision he's made. as it's now turning 3 in the morning and mattsun and oikawa are either side of your usually level headed boyfriend—who was now looking like a corpse—trying to haul him into your car. "we had to get him home, he tried to fight some chicks boyfriend cause he thought they were you," mattsun explained while huffing. "ah i see, was she at least good looking?" waiting for an answer oikawa chimes in; "eh i'd hit it» "oh well then that's oka-" "with the lights off, and covers on." the three of you stand while you and mattsun stare at oikawa with a shared expression. "what?! they asked for an input and i gave it" oikawa huffed with a pout. "well anyway, i think me and the party animal should get going." telling the two as you circle the car to the driver side. "yep good idea, now we gotta haul a cab for strawberry shortcake over here." was the last hajime heard until he started grumbling from the couch you left him at in your living room."(y/n)? where ar- where are you?' iwa could barely understand himself but he kept calling out for you until he seen your figure enter the room with his favourite water bottle and a pair of sweatpants. "well hello my sleeping beauty, how's that head feeling?" all he could do was muffle out a response before trying to free himself from last nights clothes that he ended up sleeping in. "how come i didn't even get changed or go to our room last night?" his confusion only made you laugh into your palm. "well maybe because you thought i, first, was a burglar trying to steal your clothes, and then second, you thought that i was some other girl and the boys put you in the wrong car as a prank, so you wouldn't leave the couch until you passed out again." when you finally finished what soundedlike a shit show of a night hajime's face was in his hands and you could barely make out his response. “never, ever let me drink, ever a- fucking-gain."

[variety-fangirl]

Give This a Chance / tasm P.P x fem!reader

Part 1

Summary: you and Peter begin spending a lot of time together, getting closer. The relationship is clearly more than friendship. Some thug tries to mug you in an alleyway, and you find out a secret of Peter's.

Warnings: 18+, NO MINORS, crime, threat, knife, smut- protected, both parties 18+, fluff, angst.

Authors note: A slightly longer one, I'm quite proud of the smut :D Hope you all enjoy! Comments, likes, and reblogs are greatly appreciated!

Word count: 2.4k

You had received a text from Peter the night of the subway thugs, his excuse was so that you had his number, so you could also get a hold of him. Your roommate had gotten worried when you hadn't returned home when you said you would have, you'd given them a rundown of what had happened. You weren't much later than what you'd said anyway. You had gone straight to your room and had taken a shower, wanting to feel clean. You'd jumped into bed and snuggled up, staring at Peter's name on your screen. You smiled to yourself, his company made you happy. And you'd hoped that he felt the same about your company. You put down your phone and got ready to go to sleep.

-

You spent days messaging back and forth with one another. Getting to know each other really well and confiding information that others didn't know. You felt like Peter really knew you as a person without even truly knowing you, he always knew the right thing to say and made you feel safe. Peter felt that you truly saw him as a person, he hadn't felt like this since Gwen and it scared him. He didn't think he'd meet anyone after Gwen that would make him feel this way again. He didn't know if he could handle getting romantic with someone again for them to be ripped away from him. But he couldn't help it with you, there was something about you that drew him in. Something that made him want to get to know you and look after you.

Those days turned into months, 3 to be exact, and your friendship became stronger. Although there was a thin line between friendship and a relationship between you both. You both became bolder with one another, not so subtle touches and longing stares from across the classroom or when studying together. Monday nights had become your study night, you went over each other's homes and usually ordered pizza. It was your main excuse for seeing each other outside of class. But over those months, the excuse of studying turned into "Do you want to grab food sometime?" And "there's this really cool place I want to take you to, you down to go this weekend?"

For the first time in forever, you were both truly happy. You told your friends about him whenever you could, along with your roommate, who were all happy that you weren't moping around over your ex anymore. And Peter took to talking to his criminals about you as Spiderman. "She's so amazing, y'know? She makes me the happiest that I've been in a really long tim- hey! I'm talking!" Peter yelled as the criminal tried to shoot him with a gun, his criminal buddy hanging upside down by a web. "It's rude to interrupt someone while they're speaking sir!" Peter called, webbing the guys' arms to the wall, the criminal screaming and trying to get out of the sticky substance.

"What the fuck dude?!" The guy screamed, repeatedly yanking his arms. "Yeah, he was telling you about his girlfriend Early!" Hanging upside down criminal called to his buddy, "Don't interact with the spider, Andy!" Earl yelled in frustration, giving up with his attempts as the police arrived and spiderman swung away. He realised, he didn't correct the criminal Andy when he called you his girlfriend, and he liked that.

You were walking along the sidewalk on the slightly cold January's day. It was like any other normal day at 4pm, you'd finished classes for the day and decided to walk home. You were walking past an alleyway when you heard yelling, a scream made you stop unintentionally. You turned to look down the alleyway, eyes wide, to see some guy pinning another guy to the wall with a knife pressed to his stomach. You gasped, altering the two guys' attention accidentally and moved to walk away. But the thug had other plans, your shoulder was grabbed harshly and you were pulled down the alleyway.

The other guy was led on the floor, seemingly not bleeding but beaten quite badly. He moaned as he rolled on the cold dirty pavement. You were thrust harshly against the cold bricked wall of the alleyway, a yelp of pain and fright leaning your slightly dry lips. "What do you want?" You spoke up before the guy could say anything, just wanting to be let go and go to the comforting warm confines of your home. "Money, now!" He rasped gruffly, holding the knife to your throat. "Okay! Okay! Let me grab it from my bag, okay? I'll see what I have on me." Your voice was shaky, as well as your hands as you fiddled to unzip the front pocket of your bag, $20 was loose in there with some change.

"That's all I have! Monies tight too man." You whined, thrusting the money to the guy. It was a lie, you had more, just not on you. Though you weren't stupid enough to tell him that. Just as the guy went to grab the money off you, he was yanked away by a web. A sigh of relief left you as you shoved the money into your pocket and swung your bag over your shoulder. "You okay?" Spiderman asked, grabbing a hold of your shoulder. You nodded, unsure of why your voice wasn't working. "Grab on." He instructed, confusing you. He placed your arms around his neck, causing a small gasp to escape. You understood his actions and gasped again when he helped you to wrap your legs around his waist. You shifted until you had a comfortable secure grip and nodded your head.

You screamed as you were pulled into the air, swinging left and right, forwards and around, making you feel a little lightheaded. You swung deep into the air and quickly landed on top of a building. You were so shocked that even after two minutes of being on solid ground, being the top of your apartment building, you still didn't move from your spot on spiderman's waist. He chuckled, "as much as I like this, you got to get down." Peter smirked under his mask, enjoying the feel of you so close to him. Trusting him with your life essentially. "Peter?" You asked, knowing that voice anywhere. It was the voice you'd come to know all too well over these months, the voice you'd grown to love and even dream about.

He froze in his spot, his shoulders tensing up. "Ughh... I'm not Peter, who's Peter?" He put on a fake idiotic voice to try and cover his normal one, forgetting that some people could recognise him through his voice. You laughed, "Peter I know it's you. I've been talking to you on the phone every night for months. Don't you think I would recognise your voice?" You giggled to yourself, waiting for a reply but it didn't come. Peter stood there shocked, unsure of what to do. He didn't want you to know about this side of him, it would put you in danger.

You walked towards him slowly, not wanting him to swing away from you at this important moment. You placed your hands on his arms, feeling the smooth material of his suit under your fingertips. You caressed the hard bumps of his muscles under the fabric, sliding up until you reached the end of his mask. You held on, waiting to see if he'd pull away, but he didn't. So you slowly pulled the mask over his face and off his head, the mask tightly gripped between your fingers. Peter was looking away from you, at the ground. "Peter?" You whispered, shocked and unsure of what to do or say.

He refused to look at you, "Peter." You grabbed a hold of both sides of his face, turning his head to face you. He still refused to look at you, a look on his face that you couldn't decipher. He looked like he was having an inner battle, his jaw tense and eyebrows knitted together, but in confusion or anger, you weren't sure. You decided to do one thing at this moment, that would either make or break your relationship. You gripped either side of his face and pulled him to yours, pressing your lips to his. He stilled, eyes wide, shocked. You pulled away when he was still unresponsive, thinking you'd fucked this up. "Shit, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done that.." you mumbled, tears welling in your eyes as you moved away from him.

You went to walk away, to save yourself from embarrassment and rejection when you were stopped. You yelped in surprise as a web attached to your back and pulled you in circles towards you. You landed against his chest, his hands pulling you in by your waist and his lips crashing on yours. Fully responsive this time. You moaned happily, grabbing his face once again. Your lips moved hungrily against one another's, both giving and receiving the same amount of passion as the other.

You weren't exactly sure of how you ended up in your bedroom, both fully naked and making out, but you weren't complaining one bit. Peter was caressing your bare body, his hands dipping in your curves and grabbed bits of skin as he went. His lips attacked your neck and breasts, wanting to mark you as his. You placed your hand on his chest and ran your fingertips down his abs, your finger dipping into the grooves every once in a while. Your trail landed above his pubic area, but you felt daring, so you continued down until your hands wrapped around his length.

He groaned into your neck at the contact, his mouth open against the skin of your neck as you pumped him. His hands gripped the fabric of your duvet, either side of your shoulders. He hadn't been touched by any, other than himself in months, not since Gwen. The feeling of someone else's hands down there was almost euphoric. Your hand was pulled away from his length as he trailed kisses down your body, making his way to where you wanted him most. He kept his eyes on you the whole time, not looking away for a second.

The eye contact was such a small but intimate thing, it had your stomach doing flips and making your core wet. You bit your lip as he reached your core finally, placing a teasing kiss there at first before licking a long stripe up your folds. He did this a few times, teasing you and causing small moans to leave your mouth. Just when you'd had enough, it was as if he read your mind, and stopped the teasing. His tongue attached to your clit, licking and sucking lightly. Your back arched in pleasure at the feel of someone being down there for the first time in months.

Your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he slipped a finger in, the sound of your wetness squelching as he fingered you. He quickly added a second, making you squeal in pleasure and surprise, his tongue attacking your clit wonderfully. His eyes gripped hold of yours the entire time, keeping that intimate eye contact as he attacked your core in pure blissful euphoria. You felt the knot building in your stomach, the feeling becoming more intense. You began rocking your hips against his mouth, intensifying the pleasure you already felt, your lead threw back as you came. An animalistic moan left your lips, over and over again as Peter held down your hips and rode you through your high, until sensitive.

He wiped his mouth and placed a passionate, needy kiss against your lips. You moaned into the kiss, tasting yourself on his tongue. He pulled away from the kiss and grabbed a condom from your bedside table, which you'd instructed him where to find one. He put it on and lined himself up with your entrance. "You sure?" He asked, looking into your eyes for any sign of doubt. You smiled and nodded, waiting for him. He pushed in slowly, rocking his hips softly back and forth to let you adjust. He pushed all the way in when you moaned slightly, letting you adjust to him fully, once again.

Once you were adjusted, he started to rock back and forth slowly. You moaned, your hands fisting the pillow beneath your head. Peter breathily groaned, his hands placed into yours and locking fingers. He placed his forehead against yours and held eye contact. This was so intimate, you'd not had one person who'd treated you so attentively or worshipped your body like he was. He released your left hand and grabbed your legs, wrapping it around his waist. You lifted your other and pulled his crotch closer to yours. You both moaned together at the new deepness of this angle. His mouth crashed onto yours, sloppy but passionate lips moving against your own.

You could both feel your highs closing in, "faster Peter!" You moaned. He obliged, slamming into your hips, he grabbed ahold of the headboard to steady himself. His thrusts were rough, his skin slapping deliciously against your own. The room was filled with moans, skin slapping and the slight squeak of resistance of the bed. Thank god your roommate was out tonight. Peter held out, wanting you to come first before he did. His finger found your clit, rubbing in circles. You screamed as your release hit you, the applied pressure of your clit sending you over the edge. "Fuck Peter!" You yelled, riding out your high. Peter came at that moment, the look on your face, the sound of your moans and his name escaping your lips, sent him over the edge.

You both breathed heavily, Peter collapsing on top of you but holding his weight, he was careful not to crush you. You grabbed Peter's face and placed your lips softly to his, wanting to share an intimate gentle kiss. He smiled against your lips. He cleaned and sorted himself out in the bathroom, you following not long after. Walking back into your bedroom, you grabbed his t-shirt from the floor and pulled it over your head. Because he is so tall, it came down to almost mid-thigh on you. You put on your underwear and snuggled into bed next to him. You were both sleepy, "Stay?" You asked, hoping he would say yes. "Of course." He pulled you closer to him, your leg wrapping over his legs and your head leaning on his chest. And for the first time in months, he fell asleep straight away.

[cocosstories]

Sebastian Stan One Shot

Prompt:

sebastian stan x reader and their first time smut

Warning: Smut

You and Sebastian had been friends for years, meeting for the first time at a mutual friends wedding.

As time passed, you and Seb became pretty close and because of this, your group of friends always tried to get you together.

"We are just friends!"

You would say repeatedly when they inevitably began asking about the two of you.

"Oh come on. You honestly have never even thought about just sleeping with him? I mean Seb is hot. If I weren't married..."

"Y/F/N!"

You turn in the passenger seat of her car in shock at her statement.

"What? I mean you won't fuck him so why can't I fantasize about it?"

She replies with a shrug.

It was fourth of July weekend and the two of you were on your way to the Hamptons to spend the holiday partying at your friends huge beach house.

Sebastian was coming too and you were already trying to figure out ways to avoid the inevitable things your friends were going to try to do to get you to hook up.

"Holy shit, this is amazing!"

You say, stepping out of the car as you pull up.

"Yeah, we finally finished renovating. Just in time for this weekend."

Y/F/N says with a devilish smile before heading up to the house to join her husband and Sebastian who were already there.

"Hey, Y/N."

Sebastian smiles and hugs you.

"Hey Seabass."

You reply.

You could feel your friends staring as the two of you hugged and quickly pulled out of his embrace so you didn't give them anymore ammunition.

"Oh, Y/N, I forgot to tell you, we were trying to figure out the rooms and you and Sebastian are going to have to share."

Your friend says, turning to walk into the house before you can protest.

"CONVENIENT!!"

You yell after her as she giggles.

"So where is this room?"

You ask her husband who leads you and Sebastian through the beach house and to the room your friend has assigned you to.

"What. The. Fuck."

You say as you look around the room.

It was set up as like a honeymoon suite.

Champagne, roses, candles and even silk sheets.

"What the hell does she think is going to happen? That we are going to sleep in the same bed and all of a sudden your penis is going to end up in my vagina like magic?"

You rant and Sebastian laughs.

"Y/N, Y/N, hey it's just for a weekend. It's not that big of a deal and they can't make us do anything."

Seb says putting a hand on each shoulder to get you to focus.

You nod with a sigh, knowing he was right, they couldn't make you hook up with Seb.

"Alright, fine but I swear I am going to kill her if she pulls anything else."

Sebastian agrees and the two of you get ready for the nights festivities.

It was a party set up on the beach just off the house and your friends spared no expense.

A DJ, dancefloor, all the booze you could ever ask for at the open bar and everything started with a beautiful sunset dinner near the water.

As the party really got going, you headed to the bar with a few friends, ready to do some shots, Sebastian joining in.

A few hours later, you were on the dancefloor, feeling pretty good when Sebastian is brought over by your friend.

"You two should dance!"

She yells over the music and pushes the two of you together just as a slower song begins to play.

You didn't know if it was the alcohol, the music or just the feeling of Sebastian's arms around you but you couldn't help but give into your friends request.

"Lets go upstairs."

Sebastian whispers in your ear and against everything sober you had said, drunk you agreed.

The two of you barely make it to your room before his lips are on yours.

You wake up the next morning to a raging hangover, most of the night before blank in your mind.

Sebastian is softly snoring next to you and you decide to get up to pee.

As you do, you become painfully aware that you are naked and carefully lift the sheets to see if Sebastian is as well.

"Fuck."

You whisper.

Getting up, you give yourself a second to let the room stop spinning before you quietly find some sweats and a tshirt in your bag.

You quickly get dressed and grab your phone and bag before sneaking out of the bedroom and run downstairs.

"Y/N! Finally you're awake!"

Your friend says, her voice like a meat cleaver slicing through your pounding head.

"Yeah, hey, can we go get breakfast?"

You ask.

"Sure. Should we wait for Sebastian?"

"No. Um he wants to sleep. Just us ok?"

With that, she agrees and the two of you head off into town to her favorite breakfast spot.

After getting a booth and ordering some coffee, you make your way to the bathroom, just getting there before the contents of you stomach make their way back out of you.

Twenty minutes later you rejoin your friend who had ordered you the perfect hungover breakfast and begin to eat.

"Your phone has been going off like crazy."

She says, pushing it towards you and you see the multiple missed calls from Sebastian before putting it in your purse.

As you eat, the night begins to come back to you in flashes.

The dinner, the party, shots, dancing with Sebastian, going up to the room, the feeling of his lips on yours, his hands running all over your body until he reaches behind you to unzip your dress.

You try to shake the image out of your head but it only brings up more images.

The look in his eyes as he kneels in front of you while he pulls your panties off, the feeling of his stubble tickling your leg as he leaves a trail of kisses up it, the feeling of his hair as your fingers run through it while he eats you out.

"Shit."

You mumble under your breath.

"What's wrong?"

Your friend ask and you shake your head.

"Nothing, bit my cheek."

You lie.

The sound of your voice moaning his name, nearly begging for more before he stands up and pulls off his pants and underwear, revealing his very hard member.

'Tell me what you want'

You close your eyes and can hear his voice clear as day as the full scene comes into your mind.

'Fuck me.'

You replied, watching him contemplate.

You groan as he waits, wondering what you will do if he refuses.

You reach down and begin playing with yourself as he stands back and watches with a satisfied smirk.

'You want some help?'

He asks before he moves your fingers and replaces them with his own.

His body felt amazing on top of yours.

"Y/N!"

You are brought out of your memories when your friend nearly screams your name to get your attention.

"Sorry, what?"

"I said, Sebastian just texted me and he wants to know why you won't answer. He needs to talk to you."

"Alright, just tell him we will be back later."

You sigh and pick at your food.

"Why are you avoiding Seb?"

She asks.

"I'm not."

More images begin to flood your brain as the feeling of him sliding inside of you hits.

You swear his eyes were more blue than normal as he looks into yours for just a second as he pumps in and out of you harder and harder at your request.

"Bullshit. You are avoiding him. Wait...oh my God, you had sex last night! Didn't you?"

You groan.

You friend could always read you like an open book and to be honest, you were shocked it took her this long to figure it all out.

"I knew it! Everyone said I was crazy to think that you two would give in one day but I knew it would happen!"

She says happily and you roll your eyes.

His grunts and groans fill your head as he fists the sheets to keep his balance.

You could almost feel yourself clench around him as the heat  builds.

He catches your lips for a second just before he cums and buries his head in your neck.

His sloppy thrusts were just enough to push you over the edge and your toes curl as your orgasm hits, nearly making you black out.

You swallow hard as the diner and your friend come back into focus.

"So, you're avoiding him because you slept with him?"

She asks and you groan.

"It just happened. We were drunk. Like really drunk and when I woke up this morning, I didn't even remember it."

You finally admit.

"Oh, that bad huh?"

You glare as she laughs at her own joke.

"I remember it now, smart ass and it was not bad."

You take a sip of your coffee with your eyebrow raised.

"So if it was good, then why won't you talk to him?"

You sigh.

"Because drunk sex is always good and Seb and I are friends. I don't want to complicate that."

Your friend shakes her head.

"That's not it. You don't want to admit that we have all been right this whole time and there could actually be something between you two."

You spend the remainder of breakfast thinking about your friends words and before you knew it, you were headed back to the house to talk to Sebastian.

"Hey."

You say making your way into the bedroom, finding him sitting on the bed

"Hi."

He says with a small smile.

"Look, Sebastian, last night was unexpected. Amazing but unexpected and I know I shouldn't have bolted like I did but I really don't want to complicate things so lets chalk it up to the alcohol and our friends getting in our heads and leave it at that."

The words come out quickly, you wanting to make sure he couldn't interrupt your speech before you could finish.

"What if I don't want to just leave it at that?"

He asks, stopping you in your tracks as you head to the bathroom for a shower.

"What?"

He crawls to the end of the bed.

"What if I don't want to leave it at that? What if I want to try what happened last night again? Sober this time?"

He says with a slight smirk.

You cross your arms and look at him.

"Lets do it again, sober."

He says again, reaching for you, hoping you will give into him.

Your mind races, searching for the answer of what to do, one side wanting to do it again, the other screaming not to risk ruining your friendship.

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[saturnsstufff]

Awsamdude/Technoblade- Rumor Has It

For my beloved @sugarandspicebutnonice

Warnings: sexual innuendo

    Techno was a great Prince. He worked hard to keep his family's name in good graces. All of Phil's boys worked hard to keep their names held high with respect. Tommy was known around for keeping sprits high, any ball or formality with Tommy was always known as the best to attend.

   His older brother Wilbur was a skilled artisan with music. Always teaching and making new sounds like it wasn't any struggle. Anyone could find him out in the court yard with a guitar in hand. Humming and singing a casual song.

   The eldest, Technoblade was a skilled swordsman and statists. Anytime he was called into a meeting, the others shuddered knowing he would trump them all. He made swinging a sword look like art. Trust me, you would know.

   You had a wonderful relationship with techno for a long time. But sadly, you both had parted away from each other. Of course, it was on all good terms, He was more concerned with the kingdom rather than establishing a strong and sturdy relationship.

   You, being a knight- fully understood. But you also choose to be a bit selfish about it. You truly wished for him to give you a bit of attention at least when together. He could be such a ladies man when he choose to in public, yet when it came to the two of you he just became closed off and anything but warm. Even behind closed doors it was lacking some spark of passion.

   So you both agreed it was best to let things lie.

  But what left you with a sour taste was how quickly he moved on.

   You would give him the benefit of the doubt of course, he was a well known man. She could have been someone he had met previously, and during your break off she was there to talk it out with him.

She, she ain't real

   But something about her screamed fake, her smile and movements seemed too thought through. Her words all laced with a sickening sweet hum, it also didn't help she giggled at basically anything techno said.

    Plenty of times you sat with the general and talked about how dense she came off. Respectfully, you had assumed Tech would have went for a well educated woman such as yourself. But after seeing her- you wondered if that type was in short supply.

   Anything she did, she would just bat her eyes and he was wrapped around his finger.

   It honestly made Sam and you laugh.

She ain't gonna be able to love you like I will

   As much as you started to loathe the woman, techno wasn't yours anymore. Thus you started getting closer to Sam. Both of you connecting on how your past relationships had been. Well you were casted aside, Sam was flatly cheated on.

   Of course knowing that, your heart ached for him. Sam was a well educated and handsome man with a heart of gold. Respectfully his whole job was centered on protecting and serving the people.

   Jumping into a relationship was Sam was like practically nothing. You promised him all the love in the world, and just like you, he promised to give you the same.

   And love each other you did.

She is a stranger

   Techno did see you grow close to his general, and honestly it didn't set well with him.

   He liked the woman he was with, but he also had known you since childhood. You both had played within the court yard plenty of times to claim it as your own.

   Sam didn't do that with you. Sam had only started to know you when you joined the ranks.

   Techno would often catch himself watching you and Sam spar. His eyes would watch as Sam's hand grabbed at your waist, gripping your hips and using his own to throw you off balance. He hated how close your bodies were.

   At one point he couldn't help but pull you aside and ask why you let him touch you. But that conversation drove spikes through his heart. "How can you just let him touch you like that?! He’s practically all over your body! You wouldn't let me touch you like that- and You and I have history" he yelled not believing what he saw.

   When your face twisted in front of him into disgust, he thought you were almost joking. "The hell is with you?! I'm not your girlfriend! Or don't you remember!?" You yelled at him. Lightly shoving him back from you. "Don't tell me where he can, and cannot touch me" You sneered. In all his years he never saw you so heated.

Sure, she's got it all

   Truthfully you saw techno leave you as a drop to his pride. He dropped a knight for a soft noble girl. A girl babied all her life. You knew as soon as she was exposed to blood she would have fainted like a goat in pasture. But in the end of the day, you weren't sleeping with her so what did it matter?

But, baby, is that really what you want

   Arguments between Technoblade and you had become more frequent. Sam let you duke it out, he knew he had no place to tell you to leave it be. Sam also didn't appreciate how fast Techno jumped onto your case about finding someone else.

   Although he knew it irked you about Techno moving on, you never got in his face about it like he would. Sam viewed this as your way of showing you were the bigger person.

   On one particular day he found the arguments amusing. Techno had started up again when Sam was publicly teasing you. Well techno found your back talking distasteful, Sam relished with how powerful you were.

   Listening to techno ramble off on his pathetic reasonings left you a laughing mess, even to the point you cut his argument off. "Bless your soul, you've got you're head in the clouds, she's going to use you like a fool!" You laughed in his face.

   His jaw tightened as he spat at your words, pointing at Sam. "You made a fool out of you General. She doesn't even love you- Your wasting your time on a-" at Tech's words you couldn't help but push back even harder for him targeting Sam.

   "How dare you say that. Your common penny is getting around more than I- And, boy, she's bringing you down!" You called out. Putting a finger to his chest. "She made your heart melt- But its all a lie!" You didn't stop their, you had more to say to him. "She thinks your all that- a fairy tale prince to save her dreams! But you're cold to the core" you said to him. Causing him to back off.

   "Besides. Now rumor has it she ain't got your love anymore"

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh

   You weren't lying. Their were plenty of rumors going around saying she was sleeping with others besides Techno. Although Sam and you had no proof to this. Your hunches seemed right.

   On one day, Sam had left for a out of village meeting. You really didn't mind, you trusted him enough and knew he wouldn't do anything behind your back.

   But sadly you wished to go with him. Techno had asked for you to join him for a round of chess. Something you both greatly enjoyed when together. But now you knew there was meaning to the game.

   Sure enough when you sat with in in the court yard, he brought up Sam.

   "You know he is much older than you..." he said as he moved his knight across the board.

   "And She is half your age" you said flatly. Picking your pawn up. "But I'm guessing that's the reason that you stayed" you said moving it to where you pleased. His brows drew together in slight anger. But he did try and keep his calm.

   "I heard you've been missing me" he said, a small smirk growing on his lips. He found pride within those rumors. Knowing that you still supposedly whined and withered about for him.

   Of course, you knew he was gravely mistaken.

   "You've been telling people things that you shouldn't be" you said carefully. Knowing he was probably behind the rumors somehow.

   Techno took this moment to see if he still had a effect on you. Usually during chess you both would flirt a bit. So naturally, he took the chance. "Like when we creep out and she ain't around" he said bemused, your face twisting into disgust again.

   "I sneak out to see Sam... besides Haven't you heard the rumors" you said moving your queen. When he didn't respond you laughed. He didn't even under stand. "Bless your soul, you've got your head in the clouds" you said, fully amused within the moment.

   "C'mon darlin... I know you fell hard for me when we started dating..." he cooed to you. Your eyes darting up like daggers.

   "You made a fool out of me" you said to him. Wanting to get your point across. Well he moved his pawns about you took your moment to explain how you felt. "You make me sick to my stomach.. And, boy, you're bringing me down" you said softly. Smiling to yourself slowly. "You made my heart melt, yet I'm cold to the core" You said, moving your queen to take his knight. Your eyes slyly skimmed over his. His lost knight now within your fingers.

   "But rumor has it I'm the one you're leaving her for"

   After that game, rumors and tensions soared wildly. Sam at one point thought you were back and evolved with Techno again. Of course you explained to him the situation, which thankfully he understood and apologized for trusting second hand mouths.

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh

All of these words whispered in my ear

   But Techno's mood plummeted fast...

Tell a story that I cannot bear to hear

   A engagement, specifically Sam and yours. Oh how his blood boiled at the news. He thought his hands all over you was bad, but now... now you would take Sam's name in law. You would he his wife. Not Techno's.

Just 'cause I said it, it don't mean that I meant it

   Because of this news he didn't hesitate to run and find you. More than hell-bent on giving you a piece of his mind. He wanted to make it clear you couldn't marry him.

People say crazy things

   He didn't care what people would say, he wanted to claim you again. Techno didn't want anyone else touching you. He especially didn't want Him touching you.

Just 'cause I said it, don't mean that I meant it

   Even if within the past week he yelled hurtful things to you, he hoped you would understand he just wanted to protect you from unworthy suitors. Sam couldn't provide for you like Techno could. Sam was a general born from a farmer. Technoblade was to be crowned king.

Just 'cause you heard it

   So their he stormed. Heading to the stables, knowing full well that's where you were. His anger was fuming. He couldn't wait to shove it in Sam's face that Techno wouldn't let you marry him.

   But lets just say Technoblade was the one left speechless in the end.

Rumor has it, ooh, Rumor has it, ooh Rumor has it, ooh,

   Especially when he slammed the door open to the stables and saw Sam's body covering yours, your legs around his waist in a tight hold well he was buried deep inside you.

But rumor has it he's the one I'm leaving you for

[love-amihan]

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AS YOUR CLASSMATES // TOKYO JUJUTSU HIGH STUDENTS

amihan's note: here's how i imagine them as the type of classmate based by my friends' chaotic energy. i don't make the rules, they radiate this energy big time, happy reading!

additional note: thank you to the person who reminded me of hakari's academic points, i owe you one 😁💛

-itadori yuji

deadass copies your homework the same day of passing

"oh we had homework?! can i copy yours" cue his puppy dog eyes

half of the time listening to the lecture, half of the time just doodles in his notebook

if you're his seatmate, oh my good luck

he will try and converse with you every single time during discussion

got called by the teacher, finally pipes down

though, gotta say he will be the type to excel in quizzes!

unexpectedly did well and one of the highest score in class

overall, you like him but hate him at the same time

-fushiguro megumi

oh boy, this guy straight up sleeps at the back of the class

will make you sit in front him so that the teacher won't notice him

[based on true event] came prepared, opens notebook, pen in one hand his head leaning on his other hand looking like he's writing down notes but in reality he's deep asleep

he's just tired, let him be

if you're paired with him, he def cooperates

the goat of groupworks

overall realiable classmate, he's just sleepy

-nobara kugisaki

always comes in class looking pretty!

you forgot your lash curler? she have one. oh you also need mascara? no worries she got you.

will gladly apply light makeup for you

pretty handwriting!!!

she listens attentively during discussion

don't start a conversation with her cause she will not stop once you do

the type to lend you her notes

overall, a sweetheart. love you kugisaki 🥺💛

-zenin maki

she's definitely a braid expert

during break time, you will always see her braiding someone's hair for them

active participation during discussion

top student

always excel at everything

also, always part of the honors list

the one who the teacher's call whenever no one answers

will willingly teach you the lesson you have a hard time understanding

oH the student who lets you copy during quizzes (kids u gotta study for quizzes, don't just copy others... but if you didn't, just ask them)

overall, would make a great study partner and most likely the source of many students

-panda

that one loud ass kid

always yelling during break time

but he's the fun one, will initiate playing a game if no one was doing anything

if he's close with the teacher, he will not answer the question asked seriously instead coming up with something witty and unrelated

ends up getting a warning, but after class the teacher is not really mad at him

vibes with so many teachers

will always make the class laugh with his wittiness

overall, the class clown

-okkotsu yuta

you know the good looking quiet kid that everyone secretly has a crush on? yeah that's him

surprisingly good at drawing, got his time to shine when arts were presented in front

i just know that this boy always carry a handkerchief with him

he always hold it in his hand fiddling with it

sits in front of the class

always being persuaded by the teacher who organizes pageant for the school but always says no bcs he's shy

fun to tease and tell jokes to

when you talk to him he's always laughing

"i didn't even say anything funny" he just smiles fidgeting with his handkerchief, say sorry and tell him a joke now!

overall, a quiet and average student

-inumaki toge

now this bitch, a menace

definitely your friend

"toge can you get my glasses?" this mf will purposely get it by the lens

you have your hair up in a bun? he never fails to miss a moment smacking the top of it and will have the guts to make buzzing noises while he's at it

doesn't take down notes saying he can just photocopy yours

also copies your homework, every goddamn time

but gotta admit that he effortlessly excels in one subject where you greatly struggle with, so it's kinda a win-win ig

worst type of tutor, he sometimes forget to tell you important details

also, the type to get reviewers from you

overall, i love you toge but i wanna strangle you sometimes

-hakari kinji

you don't see him often

teachers remember him but not in a good way

if ever he's in class, he sits at the back corner

doesn't participate much

if you're grouped with him he just agrees with whatever the group suggests, once in a while giving his own suggestion

his bag you ask? none.

only has a pen

will ask his seatmate for a piece of paper if ever he feels like taking notes

don't really have anything to say about him other than he's barely passing

will probably end up repeating a year due to his tardiness

overall, though he's mia once in a while he will still make a great classmate have group works with since he easily cooperates

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[maidragoste]

The Ring | Wakatoshi Ushijima x Reader

Summary: You find an engagement ring.

Warning: Angst.

Masterlist

You couldn't find your favorite divers so you decided to tidy up your wardrobe, by the way, you also ordered Toshi's part. And that's how you found a little black box in one of your boyfriend's drawers.

You had an idea what was in the box but decided to check it anyway. When you opened it you found a ring,

Anyone would be screaming and jumping with excitement upon discovering that their partner wants to get married. You should be happy that Wakatoshi wants a future with you, you should feel lucky. But all you felt now was panic. You wished you never discovered the ring, you cursed yourself for being so nosy.

Instead of thinking about how beautiful you would look in your wedding dress, you were thinking about how unhappy you would be with Toshi. Damn, you loved Toshi, you really loved him but you didn't want to spend the rest of your life being the second choice because even though he will love you volleyball was first and they had already discussed this several times for him to promise that things would get better, he was trying for a few months before going back to the same thing: him spending more time training than you.

You stayed with him because you were content to sleep in his arms, his good morning kisses, the little domestic moments at home, or the rare occasions that two had dates. You valued those things more than missed anniversaries, birthdays, and holidays. But a child wouldn't settle for little things, a child wouldn't be happy when his father is hardly home. You could already imagine wiping your son's tears away as he asked you if his father loved volleyball more than him. You didn't want that.

So this time you decided to wait up for Toshi and when he got home you said:

"I can't marry you" you denied and corrected yourself "I don't want to marry you"

Wakatoshi was confused by this sudden statement until he saw that you were holding the box. He could have told you that he was actually doing Kageyama a favor of keeping the ring so his partner wouldn't find it and ruin the surprise, but he didn't.

"Why?" he asked instead.

"Because I can't imagine being happy with you" you answered with a broken voice. You were breaking both of our hearts. Of course, you didn't realize that Ushijima was hurt by what you said because he had the same expression as always "Say something" you asked with tears in your eyes.

"What do you want me to say, Y/n? You already said you didn't want to be with me"

"Say you love me!" you yelled getting up from the couch and standing in front of him "Say you are going to change, this time it's serious! Promise me you'll make me happy, show me I'm wrong and that I'm just scared!"

"I can't do that," he said making you sob "I don't know how"

You hugged him, he instantly wrapped his arms around your waist. You two stayed like that for minutes, although their arms were beginning to tire but neither wanted to let go of the other. You didn't want to go and he didn't want to lose you.

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Not just a soft princess  - Azula x female reader imagine: Part Five

After your holiday things with Azula couldn’t be better then the firelord makes a discovery that puts both your lives at risk.

Part one here

Part two here

Part three here

Part four here

Part six here

Your POV

Your holiday had initially filled you with dread but when you were forced to leave the Ember Islands you were very sad. It had turned into one of the best experiences of your life. You felt like you were walking on air, just looking at Azula made you smile and feel fuzzy. Her blush every time you made eye contact told you she felt similarly.

Even when you returned to the fire nation that didn't go away precisely because Azula was there. She was beside you and that made you happy. 

Azula had evidently listened to your concerns too. She’s paid attention to your comment about treating other people poorly and you noticed her behaviour changing. She didn’t start braiding daisy chains for her workers but she did treat them properly. She thanked the guards who escorted you to training, she nodded to maids as they opened the doors for her, said please before asking for certain weapons and didn’t yell if they made mistakes. You smiled noticing how the servants stared when she said something resembling a compliment and felt your feelings for her grow more. She was really trying to address the concerns you had and you liked her even more for that.

Azula also meant to keep her promise about finding more moments alone. You of course had you sparring sessions but they were too exposed and public for either of you to openly express your feelings. So Azula put her sneaky calculating talents to good use and came up with many excuses to get you alone in private locations. The first week it had been an airship inspection, followed by a crucial mission to find earth nation clothes the next week. This week it was the excuse of extra tutor sessions. Azula claimed with the upcoming eclipse she needed to speed up your education and so evening sessions were now a part of your life. Not much learning went on in them of course and that was why they were your favourite part of your day.

On time for one of said sessions your guards stopped outside Azula’s door and knocked. Azula’s maid opened the door and bowed “princess”. “Let her in” Azula called and the woman moved out of the way. “Thank you, you may leave” Azula told your guards “we do not know how long we will be studying, we have a lot to get through tonight”. You managed not to smirk as Azula said that and the guards filled out. “Princess shall I fetch the food?” the maid asked and Azula nodded her head. “Food?” you asked and Azula blushed “we need sustenance for studying so I arranged with the kitchen to have a meal prepared”. The maid returned soon afterwards and she opened up a tray to reveal your favourite earth kingdom food. “These are cabbage noodles and those are wagashi pastries for dessert!” you cried spotting the foods of your nation “but how did you...?”. “Honuh has spent some time in the fire nation colonies in the earth kingdom and so she knew some recipes” Azula explained. You paused before realising the name of Azula’s maid’s was Honuh, fire nation nobility and especially royals never called servants or maids by their first names. That was reserved for people they respected or maybe a high ranking guard but never a server. You smiled at Azula’s gesture and Honuh herself seemed stunned. She stared at Azula before lowering her head. “That was very kind thank you both” you smiled and Honuh blushed “it was my pleasure princess, would you like me to leave now princess?” she asked turning back to Azula who nodded. “Yes and thank you for all your work it has been greatly appreciated”. The maid stuttered in shock and seemed unsure if she should bow and leave or thank Azula again. Azula simply smiled “you are dismissed Honuh” she said gently and the maid flushed “thank you princess, good night” and she bowed deeply before leaving. 

Azula closed the door behind her and you looked from the table Azula had set up, candles and all, to her behaviour recently and followed her. The second she turned around you ambushed her kissing her and Azula kissed you back just as fiercely. When you separated Azula gasped for breath "What was that for?" she asked and you smirked. "I’ve just noticed everything you’ve been doing lately and I wanted to show my appreciation". Azula looked down "well I told you I didn’t want to upset you didn’t I?". "You did" you nodded and Azula nodded “and so if being polite and respectful to the staff is important to you then it’s important to me too”. You smiled and stared at Azula intensely “it is and you are as well”. Azula blushed even more and looked away “we should eat...the food will get cold otherwise”. “Sure if that’s what you want to do right now when we’re all alone....then sure”. Azula’s eyes flicked up to yours and you laughed as she grabbed hold of you “the food can wait”. 

It turned out the food tasted good even cold. You brought the food to Azula’s bed and ate it from the comfy silk sheets still wrapped together. “You know I usually hate any other nation’s cuisine but this tastes nice”. You rolled your eyes “why am I not surprised that you’re a fussy eater?”. “I’m not fussy! I just know what I want”. ”Um hmm” you nodded “that’s it you’re not fussy at all” you smirked sarcastically and Azula laughed. “I’m not! Take it back”. “Never” you smiled and Azula fixed you with a determined look. “Take it back” Azula cried launching herself at you and you shrieked “Azula you’re spilling food!”. “I don’t care take back your slander” she cried as she struggled to keep a hold of your arms. You eventually gave up fighting and let Azula pin you down both of you panting and laughing. “Fine, you win okay? I take it back of course you’re not a fussy eater”. Azula smiled smugly “thank you for admitting you were wrong”. “For you anything” you smiled and Azula blushed. “Shut up” she said smiling and leant down to kiss you. You smiled “stop talking about how great you are? You know you love it”. “I do” she admitted and kissed you harder making you smile against her. 

You were both so wrapped up in the moment you didn’t hear the soft knock or the door opening. You heard something smash and you stopped. You both slowly looked towards the door and saw Honuh stood there gaping. Azula must not have locked the door properly and the maid Honuh had gotten in and caught you together in a very compromising position. Neither of you moved not wanting to startle her but it didn’t matter, Honuh shrieked and ran from the room. “No” Azula yelled springing up before realising she was very very undressed. Azula grabbed a robe and you grabbed your clothes. “Azula what if she...”. “I’ll catch her and stop her” Azula told you “just stay here i’’ll be right back!” she cried rushing to the door but it opened as she got there. Ozai appeared and he had the crying maid in a tight painful grip. He scanned the room from the bed to the state of you and Azula and his eyes narrowed “I heard a cry and found this woman blabbering about the princesses doing unspeakable things....” he said coldly “I never thought she would be telling the truth”. “Father I....we can explain!”. “Silence” Ozai yelled his calm composure gone. “Guards” he yelled and fire nation guards appeared. “Take the earth princess and lock her in her room until I say not to, make sure the dai li are allowed nowhere near her and don’t let anyone in, understand?”. The guards nodded and looked to you but you didn’t move. “What...what will you do to her?” you asked not wanting to leave Azula alone with him. “That is of no concern to you” Ozai spat “that is between my daughter and me, leave now”. When you didn’t move Ozai yelled “go” but you still wouldn’t move. “Y/n it’s okay go” Azula said softly and Ozai glared “did I say you could speak?”. Azula lowered her head and you glared. “If she will not go then there is only one thing to do, grab her”. 

You were dragged kicking and screaming from the room by the guards. Azula tried to tell you to stop but Ozai started yelling at her and that made you even angrier which made the whole situation even worse. It only stopped when the guards managed to get you out of the room and down into your own. They threw you inside and locked the door behind you. You kicked and attacked the door but it was too strong to break down. You cursed the palace for being made of anything but earth and sat down utterly helpless in the centre of your room.

You didn’t hear anything all night. You’d tried listening for noise outside your door but nothing. The day was the same, one meal was thrown in but other than that nothing. So by the time the night came you were restless and terrified. The weather was cold and stormy and appeared to be just as miserable as you felt. You stared out of your window looking for a sign, a hint, anything that would tell you what Ozai was doing. You were exhausted but there was no way you could sleep or eat, you had to be ready for whenever Ozai came for you but it was Azula who appeared first. 

You’d fallen into an uneasy fitful sleep in an awkward position by the window and were awoken by a tapping noise. You jumped in surprise to see Azula’s face on the other side but quickly overcame your shock. You rushed to open the window and she fell inside. She was freezing from the rain and cold but you weren’t sure if that was why she was shaking. You wrapped a blanket around her and pulled her to the fire “i’m so happy to see you I haven’t heard anything this whole time! I worried that he’d....how bad is it?”. Azula shivered despite the blanket and you knew it was bad when she wouldn’t answer you “Azula?”. “It’s not good y/n” she sniffed “I can’t stay long in case my father finds us if he does....I managed to talk him down from the punishment he had planned and he’ll hold up his promise not to harm us as long as we both comply with his demands”. You froze “which are?”. “Straight after the eclipse I will be married off to some nobleman and removed from the palace, you will marry Zuko and stay here. We won’t ever see each other again but we’ll live”. “What no” you said confused “that’s ridiculous, how can he expect us to...”. “He can demand anything of us y/n! He can have us killed for what we did, homosexuality was made illegal when my grandfather firelord Sozin decided it went against fire nation ideals” she sighed “this is the best case scenario y/n! Do you think I’d agree to this if it wasn’t”? she cried her voice breaking. Azula looked away from you and wrapped the blanket around herself tighter. A tear slipped down her cheek and you realised with a startling realisation that she was utterly terrified. Azula, the girl who was so headstrong and confident she’d conquered the greatest city in the earth empire, had been broken. Her father had finally made her snap and it made you want to scream in anger and sadness seeing her like this. You couldn’t believe she had no fight in her but the longer you watched her the more certain it seemed. You saw the way she held her arm close to her body protectively and wondered what Ozai had done to her. Her face was swelled slightly and you felt anger rage inside you as the realisation of what Ozai had done to his daughter flooded into you. “Azula your cheek and arm...you’re in pain” you said reaching to touch her and she pulled away “it’s fine I...shouldn’t have argued”. “Azula you didn’t do anything wrong I....” Azula started to cry and you lost your train of thought. You grabbed Azula and bundled her into you and she obligingly clung to you. “I’m sorry y/n” she sniffed “I tried I really did but this is the best I could achieve”. You shook your head “you have nothing to be sorry for and this is not over, I won’t let him take you”. Azula looked up at you “what do you mean...y/n we can’t do anything he’s the firelord”. “And what are we nobodies? You are the strongest firebending prodigy in decades and I was trained by assassins since I was 7, your father doesn’t stand a chance”.

You’d hoped that would awaken some fight in Azula but it only seemed to make her angry. Azula wrenched herself out of your arms and grabbed yours tightly forcing you to look at her. “What is wrong with you?” Azula asked “you’re talking like a fool”. “No I’m not, we can do this Azula, we don’t have to do as he says”. “Why won’t you listen?” Azula cried “He is the firelord y/n! He can kill us legally and everyone will support him. This foolish notion of fighting, of refusing his decision will get us both killed. Do you understand that?”. “Yes but it doesn’t change my mind” you said and Azula groaned in frustration “then why can’t you just let it go? Why can’t you just let us go?”. “Because i love you!” you cried and Azula paused “you...you what?”. “I’m in love with you” you said laughing at how good it felt to say “I’ve never felt this way about anyone and I know I won’t about anyone else and so I don’t care what Ozai tries, I won’t let him take you away from me, I refuse to let him hurt you ever again”. Azula relaxed her grip on your tunic and looked down in thought. You figured it’d be really awkward if she just rejected you and as she turned away you wondered if that was happening. “Azula?”. She didn’t reply her back fully facing you. “Okay now you’re worrying me please just say anything”. The silence stretched on and when Azula did speak it made you jump. “If we’re to stay together then we have to escape” Azula said suddenly spinning around “with the eclipse coming up the timing will be perfect there will be so much chaos we can slip away unnoticed, of course we’ll need help but i’m sure your dai li won’t mind that...Mai and Ty lee will aid us too of course, we’ll need an airship but I can get one of those easily now all we have to do is plan it”. “Plan what?” you asked and Azula focused on you “our running away together”. Azula smiled and you felt yourself sag with relief “so I...I didn’t totally humiliate myself by telling you I love you?”. Azula shook her head blushing “no you actually just made me remember who I was and why I deserve better, you made me want to fight because I love you too”. You grinned and kissed Azula swiftly. Azula smiled and let you take the lead simply following your energy and excitement. When you finally separated you were only confused by one detail “but where are we running away to?”. Azula smiled “that’s the great thing about us both being princesses...if my city isn’t safe anymore we can just reclaim yours, we’re taking back Ba Sing Sei”.

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Next parts the last one!!! 

[lovelyyy-luna]

wandavision

[dont touch that dial] {pt.3}

fandom: avengers

fic summary: Y/N and Peter get trapped in an unknown show, Wandavision, along with her friend’s whose memories were altered. They have to figure out how to get out all while trying to keep the show's star from knowing that they don't belong.

chapter summary: Y/N and Peter figure out where they are and almost make contact. And then Wanda and Vision have trouble in the talent show

word count: 2803

a/n: twiggy is an icon so please look her up. the science in this fic will probably not work so please don't try it, or do and tell me if it works lol.

✨WANDAVISION SPOILERS✨

date: april 9, 2021

CB | PART 1 | PART 2 | PART 3 | PART 4 | PART 5 |

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Both of you were interrupted by your “parents” knocking on your doors. “Y/N dear it's time for bed.”

“Okay, mom,” you say cheerily. You whisper back to Peter, “Meet me outside my house tomorrow at 10 a.m.”

He nods to you and both of you shut your windows.

You look inside your closet and pull out some matching PJs. You didn't care honestly what you wore, all you wanted to do was to sleep off this hectic and chaotic day.

With PJs on you slip into bed and with ease fall asleep.

You had only been asleep for a couple of hours when you heard a thump.

You got up from the bed and looked outside your window to see if it was Peter, maybe he found a way home.

But it wasn’t him. It was the wind that was just moving the branches from the tree against your house. Another thump of the tree went right against your window thinking it was going to hit your face causing you to fall back on the floor.

You heard the sound of footsteps come to your room and Wanda and Vision open the door.

“Y/N dear are you alright?” Wanda asked.

“Yeah, I'm okay. The wind kinda startled me.”

“Oh I know it woke us up as well but I think it’s dying down now so you can go back to sleep.” Wanda smiled and you nodded as she shut the door.

You flop down onto your bed drifting back to sleep.

The light from your window burned your closed eyes waking you up. You roll over and look at your alarm clock. It reads 10:15 a.m. you then spring up out of bed and look through your closet. The clothes were different from when you went to bed last night.

Looking as if Twiggy herself dressed you half-assed you rushed downstairs.

“Ladies and gentlemen, for my final trick, I bring you the Cabinet of Mysteries!” you heard Vision announce.

You started to descend the stairs slowly, walking down them in confusion. Vision says in a magician top hat. “Darling that’s your cue.”

“Did you say, ‘Cabinet of Mysteries’?"

Vision then theatrically repeats himself. I said, "The Cabinet of Mysteries!"

He waves his wand and this time, Wanda wheels out a large cabinet.

“Oh, that's my cue. Ooh!” Wanda giggles

Both you and vision in shock and awe about the cabinet. “Holy Toledo! Darling, do all the other acts in the talent show have such elaborate props?”

Wanda huffs, “Are you kidding? Fred and Linda are building a moat and a fully functioning portcullis and no one even knows why.”

You come around in front of them examining the cabinet, “what are you guys doing? What's all of this for?”

“Oh, honey don't you remember? It's the talent show fundraiser!” Wanda explained.

“Oh please tell me I don't have to participate.”

“Of course not dear, but it would be greatly appreciated if you did come and watch our performance,” she said with a hoping smile.

“Oh um of course. Wouldn't miss it! But I am going to be hanging with peter today.”

“Peters in the kitchen dear. Help yourself to some fruit, it's going to go bad soon,” she said waving you off.

You walk into the kitsch and whisper to Peter, “what are you doing here? I told you outside of the house.”

“I know but your mom, I mean Wanda, saw me and told me to come in.”

“Okay, do you know what's happening”

“No clue. We should go someplace where we can talk out loud.”

You nod.

“Bye, kids! See you at the talent show!” Wanda yells to you both.

“Um bye, mom!”

You find a tote bag and put in some snacks and the radio.

“Come on we better get going.”

You both walk out the door and passing by the bushes something catches your eye. It was color. It was something not back and white.

You held it up and it was a toy helicopter. Peter looks at you wide-eyed. You quickly stuff it in your tote and head somewhere more secluded.

You ended up in an alley behind some of the local stores.

“Okay, we need to retrace our steps. What exactly do you remember from yesterday?”

“Um well, I was getting food prepared for you, MJ, and Ned. we put on friends and..”

“Oh my god! The tv started to act weird and on the screen was black and white…”

“Like how we are now…”

“And then a title appeared! It was called Wandavision. Holy Shoot, Peter! We are in a flipping tv show!”

“Okay… well that's good.”

“Peter how in the heck is that good?”

“Because that means it's sending waves and signals to a satellite somewhere. So I just need..” he walks over to the dumpster and pulls out a rotary phone and a radio. “If I fuse these I can probably create a makeshift ham radio.”

Peter gets started on stripping the plastic from around the phone wire and connecting it to the inner workings of the radio.

He looks at you with worry and holds the phone up to his ear and turns the dial of the radio.

“Hello, can anyone hear me? Can anyone hear me?” he says.

“y/n! Come listen to this!”

You put your ear against his and both lean in close to the phone. “Is that the beastie boys?” you say.

A voice came through the receiver, “Wanda. Wanda, can you read me, over? Wanda? Wanda? Wanda. Who is doing this to you, Wanda? Wanda? Wanda? Wan…”

The radio blew a fuse and the receiver end of the phone began to sizzle.

You and Peter just stare at each other. You look down at his watch and you were going to be late for your parents’ act. You stuff the burnt phone and radio over into your bag and make your way over to the town square.

You made it in time and you see Wanda pacing back and forth so you tell Peter to take the tote and save you a seat.

“Hey, mom everything alright?”

“No sweetie. I can't find your father and we are up next.”

“He's going to come just in time.” a lady said with a clipboard. “Oh I'm sorry I didn't introduce myself, I'm Geraldine.” she smiles.

“Im Y/N, Wanda's daughter.”

“My goodness, you look just like your mother.”

“Um thank you.”

Vision then stumbles up the stairs and then almost falls them, giving the three of you panic.

“Wanda, my little cabbage, you look smashing!” Vision slurs. “Oh and Y/N, my little, my little, um, what's not a cabbage?”

There was a grinding noise coming from his stomach.

“Vis,” Wanda says with an endearing but concerned look.

“Hmm?”

“Where have you been?”

“Oh. Uh, well, me and the boys were playing a rather thrilling game of horses with shoes. No, that's not it. Shoe horses! No. Ah! Horse's shoes.”

“Listen, something strange happened and something strange happened before that, too. It's hard to explain.”

You wanted to learn more about what happened to her. Was it the same thing that happened to you?

Then the performers from the act before your parents came off stage and passed by in a horse costume.

“I was just playing with his shoes,” he says pointing like a toddler.

“What is going on?” Wanda groans.

“You are!” says Geraldine.

“Huh?” Wanda gasps realizing she and her drunk husband are about to go on stage in front of the whole town.

“Mom. Mom!” you grab wanda by her arms, “you are going to do fine, just go up there and do what you practiced.”

She nods and waits for her cue to go out. You rush over to where Peter was standing. Right behind his “mom” Agnes.

“Everything okay?” Peter whispers.

“I'll explain it later.”

Dottie Jones, the popular mom in town speaks on stage, “I want to thank you all for coming out to support Westview Elementary, "For the children."

"For the children." the rest of the audience repeats. Giving you and Peter creepy vibes.

“And for our final act... I give you Wanda and Vision.”

Dottie claps and steps down from the stage. Wanda emerges from the curtains. She walks out further and gestures to the curtains. Nothing happens. Wanda looks nervous.

Vision then stumbles onto the stage, “Hello, Westview! Good afternoon. It's so lovely to be-” he bumps into the railing, “I'm so sorry. Excuse me. I am Glamour and this is my delightful assistant, Illusion.”

“I am Glamour and he's Illusion.” wanda says mortified.

“Yeah, what she said. Today, we will lie to you, and yet you will believe our little deceptions because human beings are easily fooled due to their limited understanding of the inner workings of the universe. Flourish!”

“Oh my god this is going to be a disaster.” you groan into Peter's arm.

“And now my wife and I will delight in your dumbstruck little faces. Flourish!”

Vision begins to fly. You gasp and watch in horror. Wanda quickly creates a pulley system to make it look like she’s controlling his flying. She moves a sign out of the way and one of Vision’s coworkers spots it.

“Ha! See there? He's using a rope.” he says.

Wanda begins playing with the pulley.

“Wanda, what's... Oh, no! Oh! No! Wanda, please! Darling, let me down!” Vision exclaims, “I'm feeling pukey!”

The crowd laughs.

Wanda lets him down from the Pulley. Everyone claps.

“Uh, what's next? Oh! Yeah, this is... This is gonna be great!” Vision says with a slur.

He walks over to the piano.

Vision yells, “A staggering feat of strength!”

He lifts the piano with one arm. The crowd looks on in awe.

Wanda stammers. “Illusion... Uh... Uh... Illusion, Master of Enigma, allow me.” She takes the piano from him. She turns the piano into a cardboard cut-out of a piano. She walks away and holds it to the side.

The audience exclaims in awe.

“Whoops! You weren't supposed to see how we did that trick,” she says walking away with a hint of sass.

The crowd laughs and claps.

“Oh, Y/N! Yeah, this is my daughter Y/N, Y/N come on up here!”

You shake your head rapidly and the crowd rallies together chanting your name.

You nervously walk up to the stage and give them a small wave.

“Now my daughter didn’t want to join us on stage today because she thinks that we are embarrassing.”

The crowd laughs, “well, um, that’s part of it and the other part is that I have severe stage fright.” you laugh nervously and look over at wanda.

“Okay now, for my next trick…”

“Oh, goodness me.” wanda gasps

“Who stole my hat? Oh! Oh, stop that rabbit!”

He sees his hat tipped over on stage and he makes a break for it.

“I gotta pull a hat out of it!” he yells at the bunny.

You grab the bunny and put it in the cage that was backstage.

“Señor Scratchy's got real star quality, don't you think?” Agnes says loudly.

Vision grabs his hat from the ground. “Well then, I will just have to pull this hat... out of myself.”

The crowd gasps. Wanda runs over.

“Vision, no,” Wanda begs.

“I'm doin' it!” he phases the hat through his body and he starts to laugh.

“If only you all knew our secret!” she nods her head to the curtain and you rush over and reveal the set of mirrors.

The audience laughs.

“And now, ladies and gentlemen, for our grand finale, I bring you, The Magnet of Crysteries!”

You help Wanda roll out the cabinet.

“The Cabinet of Mysteries!” she corrects.

“Yeah, yeah. What she said. I will now make my wife... disappear.

He opens the doors of the cabinet and he closes them before Wanda gets in.

“Are you sure you don't want an audience volunteer named "My husband Ralph?" Agnes chuckles

The audience laughs.

“Abracadabra!” He hits the cabinet with his wand.

“Uh, sweetheart?” wanda says

“Yeah?”

“Hi,” she says smiling.

“Oh.”

The crowd starts to chat, ‘what's in the box’

Wanda waves her fingers. She and Vision open the box to reveal Geraldine. The audience applauds. Geraldine looks around confused and smiles nervously.

“Oh! Oh, yes! Flourish!” Vision says.

Wanda and Vision lead Geraldine in bowing and Wanda encourages you to bow as well and you do.

When you finished bowing the pole that was holding up the banner came falling towards you. You put your hand up to your face and a familiar surge went through your body and the pole stopped inches from your face.

You looked at Wanda and saw that she was just standing there with a shocked look.

You walk slowly around the angled pole and you and your family decide to go backstage.

“Sorry. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. I'm so stupid.” he starts to whine.

“Vis? Vis, it's alright. It's all right. It's alright. It's all right. But what is going on with you?”

“I have no idea. I've been feeling weirdy all day!”

“Okay. Okay. Okay.” she waves her hand over him and stops near his stomach. She then moves her hand back up and to his mouth and he spits out a piece of gum that was clogging up his gears.

“Would you look at that? That really gummed up my works, didn't it?” he chuckles.

“Hmm,” she says a little annoyed.

“Ah, I'm not as funny without it, am I?”

“Well, you're back to yourself and that's all I care about. Y/N are you okay? That pole almost hit you.”

“Yeah, I'm okay. Just a little shaken up.”

She gives you a little hug, “Now, let's get out of here before Dottie and the planning committee strings us up for ruining the show.”

You all go out the side and Dottie and the others were on the stage and people were clapping and you tried to scurry by but Dottie sees you three.

“You three, stop right there.”

You stop and turn

Dottie sighs, “Nothing like what you two just did up here has ever happened in the history of our talent show.”

“Dottie, we are so…” Wanda starts.

“Hilarious.” Dottie exclaims, “That was the most hilarious act we've ever seen. Wouldn't you all agree?

The crowd agrees and applauds.

“You three, come on up. Come on.”

You all go on stage.

“On behalf of the planning committee, I would like to award you with the inaugural Comedy Performance of the Year.”

Wanda takes the award, “Oh, thank you!”

The crowd applauds again. They all stand up. Wanda sees Geraldine applauding and gestures for her to join you.

She comes up with you and whispers to Wanda, “I have to ask. One second, I'm backstage and the next, I'm in a dark cubby hole. How'd you do it?

“Oh, a magician never reveals his secrets. He leaves that to his assistant.” Vision says.

“And she's not talking.” wanda smirks.

“I had a feeling you'd say that.” Geraldine smiles

And you all bow one last time.

You go home and excuse yourself and head upstairs to your room. You open up the window and walk across the branches that reach your window and Peters. You knock on his window giving him a heart attack.

He opens the window and you hop in.

“Do you have the tote?” you ask him.

“Yeah, I do. I'm sure I can clean it up and maybe we can try and connect with that server again.”

“That sounds good.” you look at him worried.

“Hey, Y/N everything is going to be okay. We will get home. I promise you.” he says pulling you into a hug.

“I'm not worried about that. I mean I am but at the talent show when the pole almost fell on me-”

“I know that was scary, glad Wanda caught it when she did.”

“That's the thing, Peter, I don't think it was wanda. When I put my hands up I felt a familiar feeling that felt like right before we got sucked in here.”

A tingle then rushed through you and it wasn’t the same feeling as before. Something was off, something was different.

You look at Peter and he was sitting on his bed.

“Hey, Y/N everything is going to be okay. We will get home. I promise you.” he says getting up again, pulling you into a hug again.

“What the heck is going on?”

“What are you talking about?”

“This moment just happened!”

“Um Y/N?” he points at your outfit which was turning into its natural color. You point at him and his shirt was exposing its blue tint.

You could hear your door handle jingle from Peter's room. “I gotta go, Pete. Work on the radio thing and I'll talk to you tomorrow.” you smile at him and go back into your room.

You unlock the door, “hey sorry was about to put my pj’s on,” you say to vision.

“Oh no worries dear just wanted to say good night.” he smiles.

“Oh goodnight dad!” you close the door and flop back on your bed passing out right when you hit the bed.

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