#but the next time she yells at me im going to management and telling them im not tolerating that

[jocelynships]

Finally made it home

Tonight was a fuckin’ mess

But at least my coworkers were as supportive as they could be and I really do appreciate the fact I seem to have some good people around me

[sushis-wild-imagination]

Seventeen as dads part 2

Seventeen as Dads Part 1 Seventeen Masterlist

→Choi SeungCheol

“Appa, are you hurt?” Siah gets on Seungcheols back as your husband laid on the couch. He just groans in response.

He had gotten drunk the night before and had a horrible hangover happening.

“Don’t worry, I’ll treat you” Siah, the older child says and rushed to her room to bring out her doctors kit.

Cheol manages to open his eyes, but his head still throbbing.

Siah walks into the living room with a toy stethoscope around her little neck and a toy injection in the other hand.

Cheol sees his baby bringing all her doctor toys to him and chuckles. “Are you here to take care of me doctor?”

“I will fix you” she says. “Where does it hurt?”

A smiling cheol points to his forehead. “Here doctor”

She takes the toy injection in the other hand and directly puts it on his forehead. This makes seungcheol laugh. “Thank you doctor, you’re so nice”

→Yoon Jeonghan

“Catch it, catch it” Jeonghan pulls at the rod, with the fish flapping as soon as its out of water.

The fish accidentally slap your 4 year old son in the face. “It's slippery” he says trying his best to catch the fish. Everytime the fish is in his hands, the next second it slips out. You watch on the whole spectacle laughing.

After the boys are done catching 2 fish, your boys rushed to show you.

“Now we eat them” jeonghan says

Horror spread across the 4 year old boys face. He immediately starts whining as jeonghan laughs.

“We can’t eat them, theyre our friends!” The little one yells at his dad.

“Tell him!” He also yells at you to defend him as he cries.

“What do we eat then now? Aren’t you hungry?” Jeonghan asks him touching his sons belly.

“No!” The baby says with every conviction in him.

“What do we do with these fish?”

“Take them back home and raise them”

“They’re already dead”

This earns your husband a playful smack to his arm. “Don’t say that” as both of you try to stifle giggles.

→Hong Joshua

“Happy Birthday Dojoonie” your husband, Joshua, wishes his elder son who turned 6 today.

Little did he know, he had a Surprise waiting for him outside in the yard.

"We have a surprise waiting for you outside" you tell him and his little legs rush to take him to the front yard.

"No way" He screams in excitement.

It was a toy car that he could drive.

"Hey, Hey, mister, safe driving only" you say as he gets on the car.

He drives exactly like Joshua. You giggle at that. "He has the same driving face as you" you say to Joshua looking at your son driving away.

"I don't have a driving face" he defends.

"You do!" and you mimic the face he makes while he concentrates on driving.

"He's learning everything from me" Joshua exclaims.

"Im glad, you're a wonderful man Joshua"

"Thank you for saying that, darling" he says wrapping his hand around your torso while you look at your son not braking in time and crashing.

"And thats a crash" you say and both of you rush to him to do damage control.

→Wen JunHui

"It won't hurt, I promise"

Your son is wailing and hiccuping through his sobs, he is terrified of his tooth falling. It's his first milk tooth and that tooth has been dangling for 2 weeks now.

He has a birthday party to attend and he wants to eat everything and anything but the tooth won't let him. So Jun came up with a solid idea of pulling it out himself. As much as I am against it, you kid really wants it taken out but is also scared of it.

"See, we're going to tie this tooth to this floss and the other end to the door handle okay? then you can push the door shut when you're ready, the tooth will fall out" your husband calmly explains.

The boy looks terrified.

"It won't hurt, promise" he says.

Your son holds your hand tight as Jun ties the floss to the door.

"3" his grip on your hand tightens.

"2" his jaw clenches.

"1"

your son kicks the door and the tooth comes out in one swift motion. Your son is ecstatic as he rushed to your side to hug you.

"I did it mama"

"You did, my sweet boy, now you can eat all the hard candies you want at Dojoon's birthday!" you say and he smiles at you front tooth missing, You giggle at his missing tooth.

"What about daddy, I did all the heavy lifting" Jun sulks.

→Kwon Hoshi

Your son jiho has been climbing everything he can reach, he's at that age where his feet are faster than his body. This time he was climbing the kitchen counter making steps out of the drawers. Its dangerous.

"soonyoung, he's been climbing everything, we need to change in child safety on the drawers, it's all broken now"

"I'll get them on the way back from work tomorrow"

Soonyoung sits in front of Jiho with a tiger soft toy, Jiho's favourite.

Soonyoung pretends to voice the tiger and starts talking to jiho.

"Jiho, its me, your favourite tiger, your dad can't hear us"

This snaps Jiho's attention to the tiger. He smiles at the tiger and says the cutest hi.

"Your dad told me you've been climbing chairs and drawers, you shouldn't do that, it is dangerous"

"dangers?"

"yes, dangerous, you could fall and give yourself a ouchie then the doctor will give you an injection"

"no injection"

"You shouldn't climb"

"I'll go now" soonyoung says to jiho in the tiger voice.

"Tiger told me not to climb" he tells his dad immediately.

"It speaks?"

"Only I can hear him, he's my best friend that's why"

"Is that so?"

"Yes"

→Jeon Wonwoo

"Daddy its torn, its torn" your 4 year old comes to you and your husband in the living room talking about his day.

"What's torn honey?" you ask looking down at her. Your daughter holds up Ms. Kiki.

Your sweet sweet baby girl, Min ju, had this one teddy bear she carried around everywhere. Ms. Kiki. It was her emotional support soft toy. She'd bring it to trips, to restaurants and even to the doctors, where she needed it the most.

"Ms. Kiki" she was bawling her eyes out. Wonwoo takes her in his lap. You inspect the tear, it was just a tear on the stitch, a few hand stitches should do the trick.

"Can I do it after I come back?" you had to head out to a meeting in some time.

she starts to whine a little again.

"Daddy will do it" wonwoo chimes and she becomes happy again.

"Ill fetch you the sewing kit, just stitch it here," you tell him showing him where.

The father daughter duo sit side by side, as Minju waits for her dad to sew it slowly.

he pricks himself with the needle the first try and hisses.

"Does it hurt daddy?" Min ju asks.

"Not it doesn't its a pinch" he says and continues sewing while you change into your work clothes.

"After 5 minutes he was done. "Tada!" wonwoo holds up the bear to minju, she was ecstatic.

You were ready to go and stopped by wonwoo to see what he did, and he did a pretty good job.

"Good job!" you praise him.

"Daddy is the bear doctor"

"Bear doctor sounds like a great title"

→Lee Jihoon

You had come to visit Woozi's studio with your 3 year old Daughter Jia, Jihoon wanted to show her his new studio with a lot of lights, he thought the baby would enjoy it.

The light projecting stars and colourful galaxies, he called it the universe factory. Quite a cute name. He was the hottest looking man when he was in his studio focusing and working. One of the reasons you fell for him.

"So? How do you like it?" he asks.

"It looks beautiful, it's so pretty" looking up in wonder.

Your baby, Jia also is looking up adoring the roof and pointing to the stars she sees.

"Stars!"

"So pretty" your child mumbles.

Your daughter now was in his lap, pushing all buttons possible and some beats and sound start to come out of the speakers. Almost like she was making music herself.

"She seems like a natural" he says to her and takes her off the keys before she deletes important files.

"A few years, she'll come for your job Mr. producer"

→Lee Dokyeom

"It's mommy birthday so we're going to bake a cake, but you have to promise me princess you're not going to eat the cake before that" Dokyeom sternly but the 2 year old babbling baby only looks up to see her boba eyes staring at him.

"You're too cute to scold" he says and starts making the cake.

Midway through the icing, Dokyeom was too focus on making the icing, he didn't realise the other side of the icing on the cake was getting eaten, little by little.

Your daughter's little fingers had swiped away at the icing one by one making a big icing mine in the cake. The back of the cake was eaten and ruined, but Dokyeom could not get angry at her. She looked too cute with icing all over her face.

"Here's a strawberry" Dokyeom tells her and hands her a strawberry to eat while he tries to save the cake.

"Finally done, you think mom would like it?" Dokyeom holds the cake to his toddler. "mmh" she hums to the strawberry she had in hand.

You had just returned from a long day of work, all you wanted was to cuddle your two main babies and go to sleep.

You come back to a dark living room and a startling noise.

"Surprise! Happy Birthday Baby!" Dokyeom says with your precious daughter in his arms and a strawberry cake.

"What's with the cake?" you ask looking up at him, then realising your little princess probably ate while making it.

Her hands held a half eaten strawberry as you take her from your husband and shower her with kisses.

"What about me!" Dokyeom sulks and you shower him with kisses too.

"Best Birthday ever"

→Kim Mingyu

Bora haas been wanting a make up set like you have for ages. Mingyu promised to get her a kids make up set on the way back from work today, and he did.

Bora was so excited she started to jump around the living room.

It was a cute toy, with a mirror and brushes and everything. You just hoped it's goes okay on her skin and doesn't damage it.

"Thank you! Thank you!" her little frame hugs Mingyu.

She opens the kit and gets everything out.

"Appa, do you want to be the first customer of my salon?" she says.

He pretends to be a customer. "Hello, I would like a make over please" he says in a fake customer voice that makes your daughter giggle.

She happily obliges and puts this towel in his collar for his shirt. Quite thoughtful.

Bora roughly brushes over his face with some powder from the kit, being careful with it ends up going into mingyu's mouth and he blows raspberries to get it out.

"What kind of a salon is this?" he says giggling. Bora only laughs.

She finishes her masterpiece with a lipstick on her dad's face. a little over drawn but cute nevertheless.

"Tada!" she says as she holds up the mirror to his face.

"Do you feel beautiful daddy?"

"I feel so beautiful baby" he says and Bora runs to her room to bring one of her play wigs to put on her dad's head.

It was a golden bright wig with pigtails to complete the look.

You sneakily take a picture on your phone as you laugh.

Bora laughs too. "Daddy you look like a clown"

This comment makes you laugh even more coming from your daughter.

"Let's go mommy next!" Mingyu suggests with playful evil eyes and you almost run away before mingyu could catch you.

→Xu Minghao

"Daddy, it's tea time, cmon! cmon!" your younger daughter grabs your husbands hand and drags him to her room.

"Why am I not invited?" you pout.

"it's only for daddy"

She's seen Minghao do his tea ceremony often. He stopped a while before, but once your daughter was born, Minghao and your daughter started play dates where they would pretend to drink tea, you found it cute.

"How is daycare?"

"No one likes to play tea party" she complains as you watch this interaction.

The little girl pours the 'tea' its just water, into the her father's cup and her cup.

"Why?"

"I'm not sure, but I have you to play with me"

"You do, I'll play tea party with you all day" Minghao says picking up the cup and putting it to his lips.

"Appa, stick your little finger out, like this" she says and demonstrates.

"Ah yes, how can I forget" he says and does as told.

Your daughter really had him wrapped around her little finger. It was adorable to watch.

→Boo Seungkwan

"Stand here and shoot" seungkwan tells your 7 yer old son.

You were at the basketball court where seungkwan was teaching your son, Channie.

"Shoot, don't get on your toes" he yells at him from the sideline.

He finally makes a score and you cheer. Seungkwan looks very satisfied with himself.

"Let's do a mother son vs dad" you suggest and run into the court to start a match.

"Oh its on"

You jump on seungkwans back while his guard is down and, it becomes difficult for him to steal the ball from Chan and Chan scores. You put both your hands up in the air in celebration.

"Your dad's not that great at this after all" you say sassily to your husband kissing his cheek from the back.

"we'll see, we'll see, get off me! no cheating this time" he warns with a playful smile.

"We'll try"

This time you decide to take both his hands in yours and literally pull him away from the court while your son attempts to score. He misses twice and Seungkwan pretends to escape to save the ball.

Chan finally scores and seungkwan doesn't let your hand go though.

"We won!" you exclaim in your husbands face.

"Come here sneaky" he says wrapping his hands around your waist, not letting you go.

"You're not going to score this time" he says and throws you over his shoulder and grabs your son by the torso holding him with his arm.

It was all laughs and giggles.

→Choi Vernon

"AAH" you hear a shriek coming from the living room. It was your husband Vernon, running to the bedroom to you.

"There's a bug on the wall, bug on the wall"

You can deal with smaller bugs, so you walk out confidently, assuming it's a smaller bug, but it was indeed a big bug.

Your 4 year old Derek, had come out of his room hearing the shriek.

"It's a bug?" he asks, while you hold a container to catch the bug and Vernon hiding behind you, neither of you taking any action to actually catch the bug.

"Derek will catch it for you" your son says in third person and bravely goes to the bug, climbing the couch to for his little hands to get to it.

"Are you sure he's my son?"

"What do you mean? Of course he's your son!" you exclaim.

You see Derek picking up the bug by its wings and asking you to stretch the container, you outstretch your hand with the container as far as you could. The bug really gave you the ice and made your body shudder.

"Done! Here's your new home bug!" Your 4 year old talks to the bug that's now in the container.

You and Vernon share a look.

"Aw my baby, protects me from bugs" you pat Dereks back.

"That was nothing" he boasts, trying to impress his mom.

Lee Chan

"What do you think?" you husband, Chan, had just shared with you the most evil plan to prank your daughter. He wanted you in on it.

"She's going to cry" you warn him.

"It's a prank, we'll teach her to be a good sport" he justifies.

"You father daughter do what you want" you let it go. You eerily sound like what your mom used to say and that makes you chuckle internally.

"Okay, I'm gonna go hide it all"

The living room was a mess with all of Yu Na toys as she played in the living room.

"Yu Na" her father appears from the bedroom, "I have to tell you something"

Yu Na thinks its batch time and start whining, she hates bath time.

"It's something else" Chan clears and she calms down.

"Appa was hungry, so Appa ate something that was Yu Na's" he starts.

"My chocolate cake?" she asks in her little voice.

"There's chocolate cake in the fridge?" he looks surprised.

"Yeah, Uncle Dokyeom brought it yesterday"

"Ah, did he? I didn't eat that"

"What did you eat?"

"I ate all your halloween candy"

She looked like she was about to cry, her lips even turned downward. but what came out of her mouth was so precious.

"You were hungry?"

"Yes baby, I was"

"It's okay because you were hungry. You are supposed to eat when you're hungry and I love you so it's okay"

Chan and you were stunned to hear that. She hugs Chan and you give him a heartfelt look.

"This prank turned out wholesome" he says to you.

"Daddy didn't eat all your candies, we were just joking" you explain to your child.

"Just joking?"

"Yeah, we can have some after dinner" the little girl leapt in excitement and ran into the kitchen.

"We're raising the sweetest girl"

"All thanks to you, my love" he takes your hand and you smile at him.

____

I've been writing this ALL day, this is like 13 fics, I had so much fun though.

[imaniwriting]

Could you maybe do drew starkey and reader in an interview talking about things they like about each other on set and off (they’re together)

𝐀𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 (requests are open and are being answered in 1-2 days for the next 2 weeks)

Warnings: none

Summary : y/n and drew are together on an interview called About you.

Genre : fluff

“So y/n, drew!” Exclaimed the interviewer once the Cameras had started rolling again. “Hi!” Exclaimed Drew while bumping you making you laugh and smile at the interviewer and then turn to the camera to wave.

“Hi!” You said looking back to the interviewer who was beaming at you and drew. “ so today you’re completely free to talk about anything really set or off set related,” she started making you nod patiently. “But it has to be about things you like about each other” she finished making drew smile at her. “Sure we can do this.”

Y/n said while Turing to drew she smiled and broke into a laugh and he did too. “God this is so weird. I mean we know what we like about each other but saying it to each other’s face is different.” You exclaimed rubbing your arms against your thighs

“ okay if that’s the way it is lets start different, so Drew tell me one thing that y/n does on set that you like but you haven’t seen a lot of people do or you think is super cool and weird at the same time” said the interviewer making drew nod and think for a moment.

“Boy you better not embarrass me.” You warned before slapping his face playfully. He just smirked at the camera before turning back to the interviewer.

“So one thing i love, find weird and cool at the same time is the fact that y/n does not only memorize her own script she memorizes everybody else’s and so when ever we say one wrong she’s the first to know.”

The interviewer turned to y/n who was already staring at her. “Is that so?” Asked the interviewer while raising her eyebrows surprised. Y/n nodded her head. “It’s just that it’s easier for me to memorize the whole script i don’t really know why.” You tried to explain before turning to drew who was already looking at you smiling.

“Yeah but if we’re talking about off set I really really love her mood swings i can’t even explain it it’s just so funny to see her go from happy to angry” he said making your jaw drop.

“Dude, what?” You asked making him shrug his shoulders before grabbing your face and kissing your cheek. The interviewer had left from the cameras view leaving them alone to just naturally continue the interview.

“Okay im going to reveal a thing drew does in his free time when we have breaks during filming” you started staring knowingly at one of the cameras pointing at you guys “drew reads thirst tweets about himself in his free Time!” you exclaimed when he tried to grab your face to shut you up.

“See! It’s out and he enjoys them, you do not know how many times I’ve seen him smile at his phone thinking he was cheating only to see him like thirst tweets with his fake account. He be biting his nail and shit like that!” You said when drew finally managed to put his hand over your mouth

“Okay well at least i don’t watch edits all day about myself like you do!” He shot back you shrugged “well i just admire editors work you just read things horny people write when they’re bored.”

“Okay that’s its let’s wrap this up guys I’ll have to have a word with Mrs. Y/l here” he said as he got up and walked awfully close to the camera staring into its lens. “She will regret ever revealing that”

“See he doesn’t deny it!” You yelled from the back laughing. But that quickly died down when he ran up to you and picked you up by the waist. “Good bye guys!” He yelled and ran with you over his shoulder around making several crew members laugh out loud.

[smoshyourheadin]

Maybe u could do a Spencer besties to lovers? Like they've known each other a long time yk

Thankssss no pressure if ur busy ofc <3

It’s Always Been You

cw: reader has a boyf who she breaks up w bc he’s an alchaholic!! don’t read if you aren’t comfortable, i’ll catch you another time ml 💛

a/n: EEK IM SO SORRY THIS TOOK SO LONG THANK YOU FOR BEING PATIENT ANON 🫶🫶💛💛 also im taking this as smosh spence not cm spence so feel free to re-request if you’d like <33 ps, ive written that he listens to pink floyd here so thats who syd barrett is if you don’t know :))

requests r open!!

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pairing: spencer agnew x fem!reader

florida, 2002

you and spencer were scurrying around in the freshly mown grass of his backyard, playing tag.

“you didn’t get me, you cheated!” you exclaim, ducking as he reaches out to get you again, tumbling to the floor.

“did too!” spencer retorts, his grazed knees dropping to the floor so he can lean over you. he meets your eyes, pulls a tongue, and hoists himself back up to run to his tyre swing.

all 11 years you’d known, you’d known them with spencer. your moms had been great friends since way before you were born, being in the same book club. or was it an art night? you didn’t exactly know, but you did know that because your moms were best friends, so were you and spencer.

as you sprung back up to your feet, your moms watched your antics through the kitchen window.

“whoever can swing the other the highest gets to have the last red popsicle!” he yelled as you ran over

“oh you’re so on!”

your hands gripped the tyre and you pushed like your life depended on it.

“y’know,” your mom said “one day, they’re going to end up together.”

his mom looked over at yours and smiled,

“i’d be surprised if they didnt honestly.”

los angeles, 2024

you walk through the door of your apartment, and you kick the door closed behind you. your bag slides off your shoulder, and you throw your keys onto the dresser next to the door. you only manage a long groan before flopping onto the couch.

“heya, charlie!” you scrunch your face up as you feel your dog’s cold, wet nose press against your cheek, as he gently wags his tail

“i missed you too boy, work was so tiring today.” you work at smosh with spencer, and have done for the past seven years after you left your job at another channel to join him. it was basically the best decision you’d ever made, every day filled with laughs; practically just a 24/7 hangout. you work with spencer on smosh games, but rarely ever go on camera, even if spencer’s there. you enjoy it anyway though.

you sit up and scratch behind his ears. he wiggles his body contently at your fondness. and then your stomach growls. it made sense, it was currently 6:43pm, and you last ate at noon, so you get up and drag yourself to make some mac n cheese.

as the pasta boils your phone starts ringing.

it’s james.

rubbing your hands over your face, you answer the dreaded call from your boyfriend james.

“heyyy~ sweetheart, y’doin okay? you were hic bein’ a bit of a bitch today, didnt answer my calls, what, you hate me or sumn?” he rambles, most of his words just slurring off.

“james, are you drinking again?” your voice is agitated, hearing the chattering and the low bass of a bar in the background.

you know he has a problem, and you’ve tried to get him to stop so many times. but you just can’t. he just won’t take your help.

“wha- i mean- well- no- but um- well y’r just gonna be mad at me like y’allways are” he stammers, not wanting to tell you the truth.

“no, i’m done with this. you say all this to me when you’re drunk, and then act like everything is fine! i’m sick of it! you spend so much time at the bar, and its the only place we ever go on dates, and i just end up babysitting you! so yeah i am mad! but for the last time! fuck you james.”

you hang up.

you start to tear up, the knot in your chest tight as your emotions come rushing to you, face heating up as tears begin to fall. the hissing of something behind you snaps you out of it.

“shit!” you rush over to to your stove, where the water from your pasta spills over the sides, the flames licking at the bottom of the pan.you take it off the heat and turn it off. it looks done anyway. you add some butter, and, of course, cheese. stirring gently, you sob.

james was so nice to you, always showering you with gifts and praise and love. but it was all for nothing. he just didn’t love you like he loved drinking in the end.

pouring the mac n cheese into a bowl, you call spencer.

“hey lemon! how’s my favourite person this fine evening?” you smile at the nickname.

florida, 2007

“spencer, you’re a boy. why are you so complicated? i mean, its just annoying!” you walk into his bedroom after his mom let you in, clearly pissed off. being 16 isn’t fun, especially when boys you like are rude to you.

“what did he do?” spencer doesn’t look up from his computer, just slightly turn his head.

“he said that i must eat lemons because of how bitter i am. i mean come on!” you lie on his bed and watch him play runescape.

“lemon… hmph” he just smiles and continues whatever he was doing on his game.

“what? nothing to say? ugh! you suuuuuck!”

los angeles, 2024

“yeah, i mean, no. i broke up with james.” you sniffle, and eat a forkfull of your food, elbows resting on the cold marble of the kitchen island.

“i mean- um- yeah thats horrible…” he says

“you’re allowed to celebrate, i know you hated him. and so did everyone. but still. im fragile right now!” you giggle through your gentle tears

“well, i mean, honestly? glad he’s gone. he sucked dude. not sure why you didn’t do it sooner. well, one positive to come of this, your pillows won’t stink of beer next time i nap at yours!” he replies, clearly happy for you.

“yeah,” you chuckle at the memory of spencer falling asleep on your bed, then completing his hair smelt like budweiser “that is true.”

“all seriousness though, are you okay?” his voice is genuine this time, filled with concern.

“no, not really. it’s just… different i guess. but, not much has changed y’know? like, it already felt like he wasn’t my boyfriend anymore…” you begin to ramble for at least 20 minutes, only to be met with the occasional ‘mhmn’ and ‘yeah’ from spencer. mid sentence, there’s a knock at your door.

“oh one sec, someone’s here.” you get up from your table and swing the door open to see a very sympathetic looking spencer, two target bags in his hands.

your jaw is on the floor. you were just crying to him over the phone, and he’d stayed whilst going out to get what you can only assume is things like sour patch kids and vanilla ice cream, which you could see at the top of the bag. your favourites.

“girls night?” he smirked and raised the bags at his sides.

all you can do is smile ear to ear, and wrap him in a tight hug. he leaned into you, basking in your sweet citrusy perfume.

“you’re my favourite, spencie.” you say into his shoulder.

as you both walk inside, charlie comes bounding over to spencer, his favourite person.

“who’s a good boy! charlie is!” spencer was now crouchedby your kitchen island, fussing over your dog as you walked to put on something more comfortable. you slid on some track pants and an old atari hoodie. walking back into your kitchen, spencer has unpacked the bags, and is creating his favourite conconction, The Agnew Sundae. basically the most sickeningly sweet ice cream ever. his dad made it for you both in the summer, and it consisted of:

vanilla ice cream

chocolate syrup

caramel sauce

whipped cream

sprinkles

mini marshmallows

chocolate chips

m&ms

and some crushed oreos to finish.

god, you know you’re going to regret this later, but boy was it a good way to cheer you up.

also strewn on the counter was his switch and copy of animal crossing, a few of his dvd’s for you to watch, and his mom’s chocolate chip cookies.

“spencer, how on earth did you get these? your mom lives across the country!” you hold up the baggie, and raise an eyebrow.

he looks up from his ice cream assembly station, and smirks.

“a magician never- ow!”

you cut him off by lightly jabbing his arm

“okay okay, she visited not to long ago - when she took you to the mall? and she gave me these to freeze and keep for an important event. i think she’d agree this is important.” you cant help but smile at his remark. you missed you moms.

“i’ll have to ring her later to thank her.” you say.

the night goes on, and you and spencer sit on the couch under a blanket watching barbie princess charm school. because what else are you going to watch?

as the movie goes on, and the effects of the agnew sundae kick in; you were dozing off on his shoulder. towards the end of the movie, so does he. he drifts off, comforted by your soft hair occasionally brushing against his face.

you stir awake, the sun beaming into your eyes through your semi-open blinds, and you’re hit by a wave of memory. everything that happened last night comes flooding back.

james’ call.

spencer’s call.

spencer showing up for you.

at the latter, you smile slightly. you prop yourself up on the sofa, and notice the absence of spencer’s warmth by you. frowning slightly, you walk into the kitchen.

“morning sleepyhead” his sweet voice rings through the room

“hey. i thought you’d’ve gone home”

“no, im not that mean! who do you take me for?” he retorts, his attention turning back to the pancakes on the stove.

“pancakes? what time is it?” you come up behind him, putting your chin on his shoulder.

“yeah, and it’s about 10:30.” he leant his head on yours, flipping one. you had to admit, they look pretty good.

“10:30!?” you lift you head in surprise, looking at your phone “shouldn’t we be in work?”

“nope, i called us in sick. said my mom was having surgery. which she is, but i made it sound dramatic so we could stay off.” he looks at you, and smiles slightly.

“well, send her my love! i think i’ll go get dressed now.” he hummed, and you left the room.

opening your closet, you pick out a yellow baggy t-shirt and some grey sweatpants. you pull on some fluffy socks, and slip on a zip up hoodie. walking back out into the living room, spencer walks in with two plates piled high with pancakes, drenched in syrup and strawberries

“so,” you say, a fork full of pancakes in your mouth. “whats the plan for today?”

he looks over at you, and shrugs slightly. “not sure, we could go to the book store you like?”

“ah, you know the way to a girl’s heart“ you put a hand over your chest and giggle a bit.

a few hours later, you walk into the store, door creaking just a bit as a small brass bell chimes overhead. the air is filled with a comforting mix of old paper, leather bindings, and a hint of freshly brewed coffee from the corner cafe that you and spencer like to get tea from. you breathe it in deeply, a sense of calm washing over you. as you walk over the creaky wooden floorboards beneath you, soft warm light filters down from antique lamps, and cast a gentle glow over the rows of books. you ghost your fingertips over the cloth spines while the quiet murmur of whispered conversations and the occasional rustling of pages create a soothing background noise, almost like a lullaby. through spencer’s airpods, syd barrett serenades you both, and his voice blends seamlessly with the ambiance of the store.

“anything good today lemon?” spencer says as he shimmies up next to you in the aisle of towering book shelves, his voice like honey rolling off his tongue. his hair was unruly as always, but he looked so pretty in this light. his face was littered with freckles that you wish you could kiss. he’s smiling at you, and it snaps you back to reality, and reminds you of the fact you’re staring at him

“uh, yeah, i think i’ll get this one” you smile back, holding up a copy of memoirs of a geisha by arthur golden

“cool, shayne likes that one i think. but he likes every book so…” he smiles at his own remark “um, you want me to grab our normal seats in the cafe while you pay for that?”

“yes, please!” you reply eagerly, smiling as he walked off.

you walk up to the cashier, an older lady who always gives you a bookmark.

“thank you m’darlin’, have a lovely day!”

“you too mrs bryson!” you reply, heading over to spencer who’s sat in some plush leather armchairs. as you sit in comfortable silence with him, time seems to slow down, and for a moment, it's just you, spencer, the books, and the comforting atmosphere of this charming bookstore.

“i got you your sweet tea.” he says, handing you a plastic cup filled with your favourite tea.

he remembered.

fuck.

you were in love with spencer agnew, and it took you him handing you your favourite tea to realise it.

“thanks spence.” you say, still grasping the feelings in your chest.

while you read you book and drink your tea, you feel your attention drifting to him. you can't help but glance up from the pages every now and then, watching him as he sits across from you, his focus on his own book. his fingers absently tracing the rim of his coffee mug, his brow furrowing as he reads. the way the sunlight filters through the small window, casting a warm glow across his hair, highlighting the subtle streaks of lighter brown among his dark curls. you find yourself smiling at the sight of him, wondering when these small, mundane moments began to mean so much to you. the bookstore is quiet, aside for the murmur of others reading or talking in hushed tones. yet, with spencer sitting just a few feet away, the world feels like it's faded to the background. it's just you and him, sharing this space, this moment. you watch the way his lips move slightly as he reads, how he occasionally tilts his head in concentration, and the way his eyes light up when he finds something particularly interesting. as he looks up and catches you watching him, you feel a rush of warmth spreading through your chest. he smiles at you, a slow, easy smile that makes your heart skip a beat. he raises an eyebrow, and you quickly look back down at your book, feeling your cheeks flush. but you can't help it; your gaze finds its way back to him, like he's the most interesting story in the room. he seems to notice the shift in the air between you. he closes his book and leans forward slightly, his elbows resting on his knees.

“everything okay?” he asks, his voice gentle, his eyes filled with genuine curiosity.

“yeah,” you reply, trying to sound casual, though your heart is racing. “just... glad to be here with you.”

he nods, his smile growing a bit wider. “me too.”

as he settles back into his chair, you realize that this simple exchange has changed something. the air feels lighter, the connection between you stronger. you may have come here to read and relax, but now, sitting across from spencer, you know you've found something else entirely - something you never want to let go of.

as you leave the store, you’re panicking slightly as you realise you don’t know what to do. so instead you make up an excuse.

“i forgot my keys ," you blurt out, looking back at the bookstore. it's a thin excuse, but spencer doesn't seem to notice. he simply nods, a hint of concern in his eyes.

"do you want me to wait for you?" he asks, already reaching for his phone to check the time.

"no, it's fine," you reply quickly. "you can go ahead. i’ll just be a minute."

spencer seems reluctant to leave, but he nods, offering a warm smile before stepping out onto the street. you watch him walk away, his figure blending into the crowd as he heads toward the main crossing. your heart sinks a little as he disappears from view, and you take a deep breath, trying to steady your racing pulse.

the bookstore feels different now. the warm glow and soft murmurs are still there, but without spencer, it's like the color has faded a bit. you stand by the door, uncertain of what to do next. you could go back outside, catch up with him, and just say it. tell him how you feel. but the words seem stuck in your throat, and the thought of laying your feelings bare feels like too much, too soon.

you step back inside, pretending to look for something you might have left behind. the stacks of books seem to stretch endlessly in front of you, a maze of comforting distractions. you wander through the aisles, hoping to calm your racing thoughts, but all you can think about is spencer - his smile, the way his eyes crinkle when he laughs, the warmth of his voice.

eventually, you find a quiet corner and sit down, closing your eyes for a moment. you know you have to do something. you can't just let him walk away without knowing how much he means to you. but the fear of rejection, of changing everything, feels overwhelming.

you realize you need time to sort through your feelings, to figure out the best way to approach this. with a heavy heart, you decide to make your way home, hoping the familiar surroundings will bring clarity. as you step out onto the street, the cool breeze brushes against your skin, and you take a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions raging inside you.

on the journey home, you replay the moments with spencer in your mind, each one a bittersweet reminder of how much he means to you. you know you can't keep hiding your feelings, but you also know you need to approach this with caution. as you unlock the door to your apartment, you make a silent promise to yourself—to take the time you need, to listen to your heart, and to find the courage to follow where it leads, even if it means risking everything for him.

when you get home, spencer tries calling you as he paces around his bedroom, his phone pressed against his ear. the ringing continues, but there's no answer. he frowns, feeling an uneasy twist in his stomach. maybe you're still in the bookstore. maybe your phone is on silent, or maybe you're just busy. he tells himself there's a reasonable explanation, but the doubt lingers.

as he walks to his kitchen, he dials again. this time, the call goes straight to voicemail. his instincts tell him something isn't right. the keys excuse felt odd, and your hurried departure only amplifies his worry. he takes a moment to think, then leaves his apartment, jumps in his car, starts the engine, and drives toward your apartment.

the streets pass in a blur as he navigates through the evening traffic, his mind racing with possibilities. he finds a parking spot near your building and heads to your door. the hallway is quiet, save for the distant sound of a tv from a neighbouring apartment. he takes a deep breath and knocks.

nothing.

he knocks again, this time a little louder. the knot in his stomach tightens. what if something's wrong? what if he's too late? he knocks a third time, and this time, he hears a faint rustling from inside. the door opens slowly, and there you are, standing in the doorway with a look of surprise and confusion.

"spence?" you say, blinking at him as if he's the last person you expected to see.

"i - i was worried," he stammers, rubbing the back of his neck. "you didn't answer your phone, and i - i didn't know if you were okay."

you tilt your head, trying to process why he's here. his eyes search yours, and you can tell he's anxious, almost desperate to explain himself. "i'm fine," you say, "just had some stuff to think about."

he nods, but you can see he's not entirely convinced. there's something else, something deeper. he takes a step back, as if he's about to leave, but then he hesitates. "i - i have to tell you something," he blurts out, his words coming out in a rush. "i like you. like a lot. like i think i love you? and i know it might be weird, and i don't want to mess things up, but I just had to say it - because i couldn't keep it to myself anymore.”

he looks at you, his eyes full of emotions you can't quite decipher yet. you nod, urging him to continue, even though your own heart is racing. there's something in his gaze that makes you realize this isn't just any confession - this is something that's been building for a long time.

"i've liked you since we were kids," he says, almost breathlessly. "i mean, you were always the coolest person I knew. you didn't care what anyone else thought. you were smart and funny and just... so genuinely kind. i remember when we used to ride our bikes around the neighbourhood, and you'd always be the first one to try something new. like, remember when you climbed that huge tree in mr lawson's yard just because you wanted to see the view from the top? i thought you were so brave."

he chuckles softly, his gaze softening as he reminisces. "and then, when we got older, you were always there for me. when my parents split up, and i felt like everything was falling apart, you were the one who came over with a pizza and just listened. you didn't try to fix it; you just let me talk. that's something i've always loved about you. you're a great listener, and you care about people. like, really care."

he shifts his weight from one foot to the other, his eyes locking with yours. "it's not just that, though. It's the little things, too. the way you laugh at the dumbest of angela’s jokes, the way you get excited about your favorite books, and how you always know the right thing to say when I'm feeling down. you make everything feel... lighter, you know? like, even when things are tough, you find a way to make it better."

spencer pauses, his voice growing more earnest. "so yeah, i've um, been holding onto this for a while, and i just, couldn't keep pretending that i didn't feel this way. i like you - a lot. and i don't know if you feel the same way, but i just couldn't not tell you anymore."

he takes a step back, the tension in his shoulders indicating that he's prepared to leave if needed. "i don't want to make things weird between us. if you don't feel the same, that's okay. i just had to say it, because you're the best thing in my life, and i can't keep acting like you aren't."

his confession takes you by surprise, but as he speaks, you feel a surge of warmth in your chest. the words you were struggling to say are suddenly so clear, so obvious. you watch as he starts to turn away, his shoulders slumping in resignation. before he can take another step, you grab his arm and pull him back, your lips pressing against his in a gentle, yet desperate kiss.

he freezes for a moment, stunned by your sudden action, then his arms wrap around you, pulling you close. when you finally break the kiss, you look into his eyes, and there's no doubt, no hesitation.

"it's always been you," you whisper, your voice soft but sure. "you're my person, spencer."

he hugs you tightly, his grip firm and comforting, as if he's afraid you'll disappear if he lets go. you rest your head on his shoulder, feeling the steady beat of his heart against your cheek. it's a perfect moment, one that feels like the beginning of something new, something beautiful.

and as you stand there in each other's embrace, you know that everything's going to be okay, because you have each other. and that's all that matters.

[am-i-the-asshole-official]

AITA for not sharing clients with my coworker?

This submission is using fake names for privacy.

So I'm going to preface this by saying I'm very inexperienced in my line of work. I'm a dog bather, and unlike my other two coworkers Andrea (groomer) and Kelly (fellow bather), this is my first time in a job where I work with animals so I'm still trying to get in the groove on how to act with the dogs and how to do my job. My coworkers know I'm inexperienced and said they're willing to assist me in getting better, which I appreciate.

This whole thing started yesterday when I noticed I had 3 dogs scheduled under me, and none for Kelly, which is a rarity. I was excited to have so many clients under me in one day, since it would be plenty of experience for me. I didnt think anything of the difference in our clientele, since there have been days where i had none and she had plenty, and I never took it personally.

While i was drying my second dog of the day, I noticed my third client was coming in. I decided to ask Kelly if she could continue drying my dog while i checked in my next dog. She said she'd only dry my dog if she could put it under her name and I said no, because i was going to complete the rest of the groom; I just wanted her to dry the dog while i was away for like 5 minutes. She said i could do it myself. I brushed off the rude comment and checked in my next dog before continuing with dog #2.

Fast forward to today, i noticed a woman in the salon waiting to be served. Since Kelly and Andrea were chit-chatting in the tub room, I talked to her and she said she wanted a nail trim for her dog. Since i couldn't find the dog on our schedule, i realized it was a walk-in and decided to put the dog under my name since i had nothing going on.

While scheduling I misclicked and accidentally put the dog under Kelly, before realizing the mistake and put the dog under my name instead. Keep in mind that all changes made to a dog's appointment gets logged.

After that, I was putting the dog onto my table when Kelly walked in. She noted the breed of the dog (one of her favorites) and checked the notes, and saw that the dog had been "originally" put under her name. She immediately asked if I had stolen that dog from her and I told her no, it was a walk in, I had just misclicked when making the appointment.

Just then Andrea walks in, telling Kelly that the dog was supposed to be hers. Immediately, Kelly blows up at me and called me a liar, that i was a client thief, that I was selfish, etc. I tried to explain that it really was a walk-in and that i wasn't lying, and Andrea quickly realized what was up.

She explained that she had been on the phone with the client, realized what breed the dog was, and made a mental note that she wanted Kelly to do the dog since it was her favorite breed. However she told the client to treat it as a walk-in and come in whenever she wanted, which meant no appointment could be made until she showed up.

FINALLY Kelly believed me, but she didn't apologize for yelling at me. Instead she told me that she was annoyed with me because I never share clients with her even though she shares clients with me.

My gripe is that I have never asked her to share any of her dogs with me. The only thing ive asked of her is to let me clip her dogs nails on occasion so i could get more experience and become more comfortable. And that was ONLY when Andrea (salon manager) didn't have any dogs to let me practice on.

I can kinda see where shes coming from, it can be frustrating to have no clients while your coworkers have plenty. And I can see how she thinks im being selfish for not reciprocating her "generosity." And its not like we make commission on each dog yet, so it doesnt matter which dog goes to who.

But on the other hand, like i said, ive NEVER asked her for any of her dogs. She doesn't have to share them with me, and i dont expect her to. But she expects me to share mine with her, despite knowing that i need the extra practice.

So AITA?

Tl;dr-

Coworker is mad at me because I dont share clients with her like she does with me; but I've never asked her for any clients, and its well-known in the salon that i need the practice and experience

[mxqdii]

our world - b.e

pairings: billie eilish x singer reader

summary: its opening night of your first world tour, but when you start panicking before the show, your girlfriend is there to the rescue

warning(s): mini panic attack, me writing on my phone for the first time, idk what else 😭

a/n: tell a friend to tell a friend.. SHES BACKKKK (and gayer than ever..)

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i hear my manager yelling my name, saying something about how it’s almost time for me to go on

i know i should bolt up and go out on stage, but i can’t..

what if i mess up? what if they all laugh at me? what if-

my thoughts are interrupted by the door opening, revealing my girlfriend billie,

“hey.. sweet girl, what are you doing in here?” she asks quietly, before closing the door and sitting down next to me on the ground

i let out a sigh of defeat and cover my face with my hands, embarrassed.

“you don’t have to hide, what happened?” she asks, moving my hands

she sees the tear stains on my cheeks and uses her thumbs to wipe them, then giving a quick kiss to my forehead,

“i just.. im scared- i know it’s stupid but what if i mess up? and-“ i start rambling, thankfully getting interrupted

“you won’t mess up baby, you’re so incredibly talented. and hey, i’ve messed up tons of times and nobody cared! they’re here to see you, even if it’s a 10 minute performance- which it won’t be, but! if it was, they’re just happy to see you.” she says and i nod

i know she’s right and i need to stop letting my nerves get the best of me,

“you have sold out stadium out there, and you accomplished that faster then i ever could, i promise you’ll be okay baby” she assures and i smile

“thank you, i needed that” i say, standing up, helping her up as well.

she kisses my cheek and i walk towards the door to go on stage,

before going on giving billie one last kiss and putting our foreheads together

“i love you”

“i love you too”

a/n: guys i hate this but i hope you like it 😭😭 i promise ill post more stuff soon besides this

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[lias-writings]

The making of The Last of Us

pairing: bella ramsey x fem!reader

warnings: kissing, established relationship, pet names, fluff, mention of hickeys, little jealousy

summary: just a few cute moments shared between you and your partner bella during the filming TLOU<33

a/n: hi! so sorry I couldn’t pos this sooner but here we are, I had a really hard week and i finally managed to finish this today anyway thanks to everyone who voted it was helpful, I hope you have a nice day/night and im going to sleep, love ya, enjoy!! <3

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before you two started dating:

you and bella were the only people around your age during most of the filming a spending 3 months together filming and still had like 8 more to go you just grew closer and gained sort of feelings for each other. both of you were too shy to admit something and the fear of making things awkward wasn’t really handy.

when pedro after weeks finally made bella confess to you, you couldn’t be happier, you were about to spend another months with your now partner working on a tv show you’ve grown to love- what a dream, right?

~~~~~~~

“get a room”

you were sitting on the grass, near the set, enjoying the sun. you haven’t seen much of it while working in canada so you were grateful for every sunny day.

re-reading your lines for scene you were supposed to film next and making sure you remember them correctly you heard footsteps behind you. you didn’t even had to look and you already knew who that is.

feeling two hand wrapping around your waist made it even more obvious to you.

“hi.” bella whispered in your ear gently. you could swear you heard his smile.

“hey.” you said back.

“what are doing love?” they asked while you turned your head to face them

“just reading the lines.” you answered holing eye contact with her and after few seconds of looking at each other with heart eyes and stupid smiles you felt his lips kissing your and you kissed back, almost immediately.

little kisses turned into a make out session but you two still held a little back, knowing anyone could be walking around.

after few seconds you felt bella’s hands back on your waist so instinctively put yours around their neck.

“jesus! seriously, get a room, you two are making single people cry.”

and that was all it took you and bella to open your eyes and almost jump from each other (you would if y’all weren’t sitting ofc).

“pedro, I swear to god, grow up!” you yelled with a smile creeping on your face. bella just chuckled and shook her head in amusement.

“yeah, yeah whatever, now get up we have a work to do, you can make out later.” the man said and started walking towards the set, which was few meters away.

~~~~~~~~~

me? jealous? never!

a/n: lily’s not an actual actress from tlou I completely made her up for the story !! she/her pronouns used for lily :)) oh!! and bcs the 2nd most voted was jealous!bella hear is a short one and longer, better, is on its way !!!

so you and bella have been dating for a few months and everything is great. a few weeks ago you started filming new episode, which means new people on the set. you got friends with a girl named lily, who’s playing a background character and it’s going good so far.

you would never claim yourself as an oblivious person, you always could tell when people tried to hit on you, but this time, you were completely blind.

lily had a crush on you even before you started filming but seeing you in person made her fall for you even more. she knew you were in relationship with bella (I mean you two made it really obvious) and she knew it was wrong from her to like you but she couldn’t help herself.

she started with just small talks with you during the breaks or between each takes, she would even became friends with bella.

after few days she asked you to hang out, you being a perfect gf obviously told bella, who didn’t really mind because lily seemed nice to them as well.

after few weeks of your friendship with lily bella finally figured out what’s all this about but he didn’t want to seem possessive so she haven’t said anything.

they even wouldn’t if you weren’t completely oblivious and didn’t keep on hanging out with lily.

you of course noticed that bella has been more affectionate when people were around and that they haven’t been as nice to lily as they used to. (not that lily was nice to bella, she sort of ignored them whenever you were around)

“don’t you see that? she’s totally into you!” bella said not really calmly after you confronted her about her behaviour.

“what are you talking about? bella, she’s my friend.” you answered confused.

“she doesn’t wants to be friends with you, the way she looks at you, touches your arms whenever you’re around, or when she’s flirting with you? in front of me? that’s not friendship.” bella says back as if it was completely obvious. (it was)

“bella i-wait, are you jealous?”

“me? jealous? never.”

and that’s when it hit you. bella might be an amazing actor but they can’t lie (at least not to you). you also realised that he was right the whole time. looking back you couldn’t believe you were so blind, maybe you wanted to believe that she’s your friend so bad, you didn’t see the rest of it.

in the upcoming time you made sure that lily gets the hint that you are not interested in her and that you would never choose anyone over bella. (i mean who would, it’s bella)

bella also made sure that lily gets the hint by covering your neck (not just the neck but mainly) in blue and purple bruises, not that it was handy while filming ( your makeup artist wasn’t happy and you better believe that) but it fulfilled its purpose.

a/n: btw!! I might do something like this in future again, i had fun writing it!!

[midnightsnyx]

girl at home | mat barzal | part 5

pairing: mat barzal x fem!reader summary: you’re eighteen when you find yourself pregnant after Mat leaves for hockey. nearly eight years later, Mat finds out about your daughter and you have to deal with the consequences of not telling him about her.

warnings: swearing, angst, food, fluff, not edited word count: 2.3k authors note: it's my bday tmw and i am going out of town for the weekend so i wanted to get this posted!! also, i have no idea how pr management works so i def got everything wrong so pls don't yell at me lol i feel like this chapter is just like a roller-coaster that went off the tracks and blew up and someones trying to put it back together with tape from the dollar store so im sorry but i hope yall like it anyway and don't hate me pls <3 send your thoughts or come yell at me about this story bc I LOVE hearing from you guys!! It feeds my writing soul. thank u all for the love on this story so far and lmk if you wanna be added to my taglist. also thinking about doing some smau for this fic and wondering if you guys have any ideas or suggestions?

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You didn’t think the situation with Mat’s statement could get any worse. You were already being pestered by your mom, your friends and even other parents at the day camps Nora attended. Mostly everyone knew that it was true that Mat was her father at that point so the statement caused questions to rise. Ignoring everybody’s opinions about it was easy but six simple words from Nora were what broke you. 

“I thought Mat was my daddy,” she said softly while eating breakfast one morning. She had been quiet since the day before but it continued when she woke up the next morning. You thought maybe she was just moody and tired but it ended up being much more than that.

It took you a minute to answer, trying to figure out where she might have heard or been told that. It wasn’t that surprising that she might have gotten the impression that he was her dad considering how much time Mat had been spending with the two of you or she overheard a conversation. Kids are very perceptive but you couldn’t see how anyone would directly tell her about the public statement and you had been very careful about what you said around Nora and told everyone else to do the same. 

Apparently someone didn’t get the memo. 

You had two options. You could lie to Nora about what was going on or you could explain it in the best way you could to her. Lying to your daughter was the last thing you wanted to do but figuring out the easiest way to explain it so she would understand was hard. How were you supposed to explain that yes, Mat is her daddy but he was a fucking idiot and told the world that she’s not even though he said he wanted to be in her life. It would have been so simple to take the easy way out but it wouldn’t have been fair to Nora so after she finished her breakfast, you sat her down. 

“You’re feeling a little confused, huh?” you asked, watching her fiddle with a loose string on her sweater. 

She nodded, still not looking up at you and not offering her thoughts. It was a bit alarming because she was usually a chatterbox, even when she was upset about something. She would let you know exactly what was wrong. 

“Who told you Mat was your daddy?” 

She finally looked up at you, and the tears threatening to spill from her eyes made you both angry and upset. You were ready to find whoever told her and scream at them but her answer stunned you.

“I heard you talking to Jaxy,” she whispered. “I wasn’t trying to listen but I was coming out to get some water and you said that you were mad at Mat.” 

She didn’t elaborate on what else she may have heard which was unnerving because you probably said a lot of things about Mat that night when Jax came over to talk to you about it. You hoped she didn’t stay long enough for your breakdown where you had cried for thirty straight minutes. 

She sniffled, wiping a couple tears away. “I don’t understand.”

Your heart broke but you still struggled with how to explain everything to her. Telling her in the beginning was probably a better idea but you were so caught up in your own thoughts and feelings, you ignored the person who should have been your number one priority the entire time. 

“Mat is your daddy, baby,” you said. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

I’m sorry I kept you a secret.

“How come everyone is saying he’s not?” 

Mat should have been the one to answer this question because it was his doing, but you hadn’t spoken to him since the night he was at your apartment and the two of you argued. He had texted you the day after but you ignored it because you didn’t know what you would say when given the chance.

“Well, sometimes people make mistakes and Mat said something he shouldn’t have,” you explained, hoping it was enough and it seemed to be enough at first but then she hugged you tightly.

“I love you mama,” she said and before you could reply, she quietly asked, “Do you think Mat loves me?” 

“I’m sure he does,” you told her and it took everything in you not to cry. 

. . .

Liana: dinner at our place @ 6. bring nora and don’t be late!!!

You’re tempted to decline the request and just stay home but you’ve been promising Liana and Nadia that you would actually visit instead of dropping Nora off and leaving like you’ve been doing. Avoiding Mat is becoming increasingly difficult. It’s been two weeks since he released the statement and a week since your conversion with Nora. She’s been asking a lot of questions, ones that you didn’t plan on having to answer so soon. You expected her to be angry with you for not telling her but she took your confirmation that Mat’s her dad with ease. 

So it didn’t come as a surprise when her first question was whether Mat would be at the Barzal household for this dinner. You hadn’t bothered to ask Liana, mainly because you knew it would definitely impact your decision to agree to go. 

“Did you know that Zoe’s mom and dad aren’t together either?” She says during the drive to the Barzal’s. 

You do know this but you humor her. “Really?”

“Yup. Zoe said she spends weekends with her dad and stays with her mommy during the week,” she explains and then moves on to a different topic. You’re a little curious why she would talk about her friends’ living arrangements but when you finally pull into the driveway, your question is answered. 

“Do I have to stay at Mat’s on the weekend?” She asks and if you hadn’t already parked the car, you would have hit the brakes. 

“No,” you say a little too quickly and sharply because she frowns. 

“How come?”

You don’t answer her question right away, getting out of the car and walking around to the other side. She’s already unbuckling her seatbelt by the time you open the door and she’s still frowning. 

“Just no, Nora.”

“But Zoe does!”

You can’t explain custody agreements to a seven-year-old so you say the first excuse you can think of. 

“He doesn’t live here,” you say, taking her hand and begin walking towards the house. She’s dragging her feet, clearly not happy with your response. 

“Do I have to call him dad?” 

“No.”

“Why?”

“Just ‘cause,” you say, stopping at the door and turning to her. Her arms are crossed and she’s giving you the look that says she won’t let up until you give her an answer she wants.

“Do you want to call him dad?” 

She pauses, looking down at the ground and frowning. After a moment she shakes her head. 

“No, but Miss. Jones says you’re not supposed to call your mommy and daddy by their first names ‘cause it’s disrespectful.” 

“It’s not up to Miss. Jones,” you say gently. “This is new, and you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to.”

After a moment, she mutters a quiet “okay,” and then: “do you think Nadia has ice-cream for dessert?”

“Guess we’ll have to go inside and ask,” you reply and raise your fist to knock on the door but it swings open before you can. Liana is waiting on the other side with a big smile on her face. Nora runs straight to her and giggles when the older girl picks her up and swings her around. 

“C’mon in,” Liana says, ushering you inside. So far there’s no sign of Mat so some of the tension leaves your body. After putting both yours and Nora’s shoes aside, you make your way to the kitchen. Nadia is puttering around, juggling a million things but she still smiles softly when she sees you. 

“Can I help with anything?” 

“You can keep me company,” she says and points to a chair. “Sit down and update me on what you’ve been up to.”

You know that you can’t argue with her so you sit and chat idly with her. She doesn’t bring up anything to do with Mat and you’re not sure what to think about it. You almost slip up and ask if he’s going to be here for dinner but decide not to. You haven’t seen him around since you arrived, so he’s probably out. Maybe with a girl. 

Not that you care, obviously. 

Mike eventually pokes his head in the kitchen to greet you and ask how you’ve been. He offers to set the table but Nadia shoos him out of the kitchen, rolling her eyes fondly. 

“Don’t get married, they’re nothing but trouble,” she jokes but there’s a smile on her face that lingers even after her husband leaves. You always admired their relationship, and were certain that you and Mat would be like it some day but it wasn’t in the cards. 

Soon, Nadia calls everyone to dinner. Nora immediately asks why Mat isn’t here and there’s an awkward silence until Liana breaks it.

“He’s busy,” she tells Nora and that must be enough because she just nods and starts eating dinner. Nothing else is said about Mat but just as you’re all finishing dessert, you hear the door open and close and there’s only one person you figure it will be.  

Mat walks into the dining room, clearly caught off guard by your presence. Nora hops off her chair and darts over to him, wrapping her arms around his legs and starts chatting excitedly. He’s trying to give her all his attention but his eyes keep flickering to you. 

When Nadia and Mike get up to start clearing the table and Liana asks Nora if she wants to go watch a movie, you realize that the three of them planned this. It’s almost like you’re kids again, fighting about something stupid and needing his parents to help fix the problem. 

Mat looks at you a little helplessly when the room clears and it’s just the two of you. There’s no way you can yell at him with his family and Nora in the next room and you realize that was also probably planned. 

“Can we talk?” he asks and you really don’t want to, but you realize that eventually you’re going to have to talk to him so you nod. You follow him out the back door and the two of you sit on the porch steps in silence until you finally break it.

“Why didn’t you come to me about what PR wanted to do? We could have figured out something together.”

He shrugs, looking at the ground. “I didn’t think to ask you about it. I just wanted to fix everything before it got complicated. I wasn’t thinking.” 

“Yeah, no shit,” you mutter. “That’s something you’re great at. You don’t think before you do anything.” 

You jump when he stands up suddenly and turns to face you. He’s angry but so are you.

“No, fuck that. You can’t just expect me to do everything right, when a month ago, all I had to worry about was hockey. I can’t be number one dad overnight! You didn’t even tell me about her for six years!” 

You’re a bit taken off guard by his sudden outburst but you can do anger too.

“That is the exact reason I didn’t tell you about her, Mat. Hockey is always going to come first in your life,” you snap. “And I didn’t ask you to be a number one dad, all I asked was that you be sure you wanted to be in her life before you committed to anything because this is exactly what I was worried about.” 

He falters a little, probably not expecting you to return the anger. 

“I didn’t want to post what they asked me to,” he says, sounding defeated. “But I didn’t know how to say no. When PR tells you to jump, you jump.”

You’ve no idea how public relations in hockey works, it’s possible that they would have posted the statement without asking Mat but you’re so damn angry. You’re angry but you don’t know who you’re even supposed to be mad at now. 

“You should have come to me,” you say again. “That’s how co-parenting works, you know.”

His mouth twitches. “That’s what we were doing?”

You can feel the anger slowly dissipating. Mat’s shoulders aren’t as tense and he plops back down on the steps so you sit next to him, letting your shoulders and knees knock against his.

“Well, you are her dad,” you admit. “And she is very concerned about her future living arrangements.”

He looks at you a little confused but there’s a small smile spreading across his face. 

“Does she know?”

“Yeah,” you tell him. “She’s smarter than you expect sometimes.”

“She gets that from you,” he says, poking your arm.

You roll your eyes fondly. “Well she had to get her brains from someone.”

He huffs but it sounds more like a laugh. You watch him look at the ground, brows furrowed and deep in thought.

“I fucked up, didn’t I?”

Here’s the thing that a lot of people don’t know about Mat: he doesn’t forgive himself easily. It’s something you learned the hard way when you were younger and dating. 

So you know he will beat himself up over this until you forgive him. 

“Yeah, but we both did.” You bump your knee against his until he looks up at you. “We can fix it, but we have to do it together.”

He holds out his pinky finger. ”Co-parenting, right?”  

You hook your finger around his and nod, letting yourself relax for the first time in weeks. It’s going to take time, hard work, and you’re both going to have to learn how to trust and communicate better again but you're sure you’ll get there.

“Together,” you agree.

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[kisses4kei]

Rough Time !! Tsukishima kei x fem!reader!!

Synop!!- You are the new manager of of the Kurasuno Volleyball team!! Your annoying seatmate tsukishima just so happens too also be on the team!!

content!- tsukishima kei x fem!reader, fluff, crack,Tsuki is bad at feelings!!

a/n; this is just a cute little thing. Not proofread, chrecters might be ooc (sns!!)

   ~ Rushed! ~

“Uh, so what exactly would I do as the manager of the volleyball team..?” you didn't really know what to say as this dark haired third year rushed up to you during break. 

“You would be in charge of their uniforms, fitting, making sure they have them, you would go to every game and sit on the sidelines. Take notes and things like that. I also help out with warm ups but you dont really have to do that.” She looked desperate to find someone. :my name is kiyoko by the way sorry for the lousy intro” 

“Oh no, it's no problem at all!” I guess I could stop by, it doesn't seem that boring and I need something to do after school these days….

“If you were going to stop by please tell me and come to the volleyball gym after school, It would help a lot.” You swear this girl is reading your mind. 

“Yes I'll definitely stop by! It seems really fun!!” You’re not lying, it does seem fun, what could even happen on a volleyball team. 

“Thank you so much!” and just like that she was gone. 

  ~ My first day on the job~

As you walk up to the gym you hear loud yelling.. ‘KAGAYAMA ONE MORE SET!!!!’.

As you peer your head into the gym, you see the image of an orange headed boy jumping up and down in front of the taller darker haired boy. ‘NO! I need a break- who's that?’. 

As he said that he and the orange haired turned their heads at you. 

‘Oh hi, im looking for Kiyoko, i'm here to get more info about the manager position..” You trail off as you take in the scene of the gym. You recognize these boys from youre grade even though they are not from your class. 

‘I haven't seen Kiyoko but practice starts in 15 minutes so she should be here soon..I'm Shoyo Hinata by the way!’. The orange haired one informs you and you look at your watch. Damit. I'm really early, I thought it would take longer to get here. ‘Oh and this is Kagayama, you're in our grade right??’ Hinata then pointed to the darker haired boy. 

‘Oh uh yea I am, i'm in class 1B’ you say this with a smile talking to the shorter boy. ‘I think Tsukishima and Yamaguci are in that class. Do you know them?’ This time the taller boy, Kagayama, said this. ‘Oh I know Yamaguchi, he's really nice, Tsukishima is my seatmate, he's alright’. You regretted saying that last part about Tsukishima, but he's always been so standoffish and doesn't talk much. 

As you were about to say something else, you heard the bustling of people coming into the gym. The first thing you thought was: Kiyoko better be coming in right now.  

‘Oh! You're here?’. Beamed the older girl, she seemed genuinely surprised you showed up. 

‘Hi Kiyoko I was just looking for you!’ relieved to see someone you know, next to her was; 3 guys, one with short dark brown hair and was a little taller then kiyoko herself, a longer silver haired boy who was slightly taller than the other one, then the tallest boy with long silky brown hair (you were honestly jealous), last there was someone that was way shorter than the rest of them, who has a blonde streak in the front of his hair was hyper with energy. 

‘Kiyoko, who is this?’ said the shorter haired boy.  ‘This is who will hopefully replace me next year as manager, I decided to bring someone in early.’ At her comment the three boys all looked like they were about to cry. They all said things like ‘no it's really all coming to an end.’ and ‘wow kiyoko you really do care about the team.’. In this moment you see that this team is a family, and you don't know if you should find that sweet or you should be nervous. 

‘Oh this is Daichi, Sugawara,Asahi,and Nishinoya..’ Kiyoko trails off. You take this opportunity to introduce yourselves to them as they do the same. 

Just as you guys were talking the door swung open again. This time two familiar boys walked in, a green haired boy walking in toe with a tall blonde haired boy with glasses. Instead of them coming over and saying hi, the taller boy gives you a look like ‘you totally just killed my whole family’, and then walks away. Then the shorter boy follows him making your brow furrow. 

You never knew why Tsukishima had a problem with you. The two of you sat next to each other in your class. You barely talked and he was always standoffish, never initiating a single conversation. 

You’ve tried but it’s always met with side eyes and begrudging answers. Its gonna be a long, long year if he's still like this on the team. 

   ~  After practice ~

As you finished cleaning the gym and putting all the equipment away, you were beat. You were not used to first leaving school when the sun was setting. As everyone is gathering their things you look through your bag like you usually do, making sure you have everything. As you look through your bag making sure you have your binders, notebooks, bags etc. You notice this assignment you have for class. You have no idea where to start with it. It's math and science based so you're honestly cooked. 

But then, you had the perfect idea. You never talk to Tsuki, but you do see his test grades. Needless to say they are nothing short of impressive. Especially in math and science. 

You debate for a while if you should ask him for help. It could go either one of two ways.

You ask him and he agrees you guys go study and do it together and you both get A’s. Yay all happy!!

You go and ask him, he calls you stupid and dumb. Then say too do it yourself you get a F and then fail out of the school leaving you to ruin. 

After debating the grueling feat over and over in your head you decide, Screw it. 

You either get great help, or you never show your face here again either or. You start walking around looking for him… Right as you were about to call a quits you see him, alone, waiting at the same bus stop you wait at. Perfect. 

‘Uh Tsukishima?’ You're already second guessing yourself when he just gives you a side eye and nothing else. Ok let's just keep going. ‘Have you started that assignment for class, the one with loads of math and science?’ Why is this so hard to get through? This is so unlike you. ‘Could you maybe help me with it, maybe tomorrow?’ Whew and you're done. Now just wait. 

‘I’ve only just started it, I guess I could help you.’ Hearing his voice your head practically snaps up to look at him. ‘What? Really, I'm surprised.’ Good, I'm not gonna flunk out of school! 

‘Yea just meet me in the library after school tomorrow.’ and with that you 2 went off the bus and were finally going home. You were just happy you got someone to help you with this, even if its someone who hates your guts. 

~ After Practice (Tsukis POV) ~ 

After practice you have 0 energy to socialize, or walk with anyone. You usually b-line it straight to your bus stop to go home. Today of all days you were swamped. With the new manager, something about her grinds your gears. It made your chest tight for a reason you weren't sure of. You just wanted to sit on the bus and relax until you- 

‘Uh, Tsukishima?’. It's them, hearing her voice you immediately stiffen, something about their smooth sweet voice- what are you thinking right now? Intrusive thought.. ‘Have you started that assignment for class, the one with loads of math and science?’. Why is she asking me about this? How would I even help her, why doesn't she ask someone else, anyone else in the class why me? ‘Could you maybe help me with it, maybe tomorrow?’. Tomorrow that's so close what do I say? Your mind is going a million miles a minute.  

What do you say?.. ‘I’ve only just started it, I guess I could help you.’ You see her whip her neck all the way around making you nervous. Deep breath, stay smug. ‘What? Really, I'm surprised.’ You're confused on why she's so happy about this, she could most likely finish this project on her own, and do it well. ‘Yea just meet me in the library after school tomorrow.’ You hope tomorrow never comes, what are you even gonna say to her? We barely ever talk, what did I just get myself into..

a/n! Thanks for reading chapter 1!! More too come thanks!!

click here! for chapter 2

[bluepluto03]

Branch Sacrifices himself for Floyd AU

Summary: in which Branch sees Floyd getting the life sucked out of him and gets freaked enough to make a really bad decision

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“I have a proposition for you. A trade.”

“Branch no!” Floyd yells

“Trade for what?”

“For me. You free Floyd, and you can use me instead.”

“Branch, leave, please.” Floyd begs.

Branch ignores him resolutely

Velvet seems to be considering. “Why should I trade?”

“Um… I won't die as fast?” Branch offers, caught off guard. He didn’t expect he’d need to convince her to kidnap him.

(Full mini/bullet fic under the cut)

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Note: this is a cross between a actual fic and a bullet fic bc I have Other Projects I’m supposed to be working on and I’m trying to limit myself from going all out on trolls, but if people like this maybe I’ll try to clean it up some more and put it on ao3

Branch gets the bait letter sometime before the wedding. He panics badly, barely stops to leave a note for Poppy before running off to mt rageous.

JD has already spoken with Floyd and left to collect everyone

At first their Reunion is pretty similar to cannon with a bit more confusion and worry

Branch starts trying to get the cover off the vents so he can take Floyd with him- he doesn’t want to leave him there. But It’s a huge metal grate over a vent and he’s one tiny troll there’s only so much he can do

Floyd hears Velvet and Veneer approaching and tells Branch to run. Branch argues against him, keeps trying to open the stupid grate, ignoring Floyd’s pleas for him to run

In the hallway the voices of Velvet and Veneer go quiet but the trolls are too frantic to notice

Floyd points out Branch can’t help him if they’re both caught, and Branch reluctantly agrees to hide

Velvet, who’s been listening at the door, bursts in. She lunges at Branch but he escapes into the vents where she can’t reach him

Vaneer whines they’ll never be able to find him now

Velvet is like hmm… picks up Floyd’s crystal, Floyd seems scared, looking back up at her

“Such a shame. Im not sure this one will last until the next one shows up.” She says loudly

Her voice rattles around the vents and shakes the ground Branch is trying to stand on and he he grits his teeth against it

“Oh im sure another one will show up soon enough, but we have half a dozen shows in the next few days. This one’s getting pretty weak.” she shakes Floyd. “With two, well theres one for each of us! Right veneer?”

“R-right?”

“Im sure two would be able to make it much longer…”

Branch knows what she’s doing. He knows she’s just trying to bait him out. The stupidest thing in the world he could do would be to go down there right now.

But all he can see is how pale floyd is getting, and the terrifying translucence of the tips of his fingers, and-

And. if he goes down there he’ll be useless to save floyd.

He’ll have to just figure out some other way to get floyd out

“We’ll have to keep him with us now, i guess, since theres some little critters running around. We don’t want them bothering our little guest”

Anxiety starts to choke Branch and he tries to push it down. Okay, that complicates things, but it’s fine. It’ll be fine. He’ll still manage to save Floyd. Before it’s too late

He can’t pull himself away from the edge of the vent. He realizes he’s been edging closer and closer on his stomach, out of the shadows, desperate just to see Floyd for a moment longer

Velvet looks around. She sees a shadow in the vent and grins to herself

“Well we’ve gotta get going to our next show. Time for a quick spritz”

She sprays herself

Floyd lifts up from the force of it, eyes rolling back in pain. His body shudders once with the wave, then goes boneless as he drops to the bottom of the bottle

“NO-“ the scream rips through Branch’s throat before he can catch it. Velvet looks at the vent with a predatory look in her eye. Floyd looks dazed and terrified on Branch’s behalf

Velvet takes one predatory step forward and instinctively Branch yells “DON’T MOVE”

Velvet stops, seemingly more out of surprise than anything else. She laghs. “Why should i troll? What’re you gonna do? Sing at me?”

“I’ll disappear into the vents” Branch says with much more confidence than he feels. “By the time you get to me, i can be deep enough that you won’t be able to grab me.”

Velvet frowns, eyes scanning the distance between them, but she dosn’t move forward

“Why not just run off then?” Veneer asks, though it sounds more genuinely confused, lacking his sister’s mocking undertone

Floyd is looking at him with a furrowed brow, confusion evident on his face as he struggles to figure out what branch is doing, even as he leans limply against the side of the bottle

“I have a proposition for you. A trade.”

“Branch, no!” Floyd yells as he figures it out

“Trade for what?”

“For me. You free Floyd, and you can use me instead.”

“Branch, leave, please.” Floyd begs.

Branch ignores him, resolutely pushing down the fear in his chest

Velvet seems to be considering. “Why should I trade?”

“Um… I won't die as fast?” Branch offers, caught off guard. He didn’t expect he’d need to convince her to kidnap him.

“Maybe, but pinkie here is pretty powerful. How do I know you’ll be anywhere near as strong?”

Branch hesitates then forces himself move forward “I’m stronger.”

“No he’s not! He’s terrible!” Floyd insists

“Excuse me?” Branch shoots back, indigent and caught off guard

But Floyd’s not looking at him hes talking to velvet. “He’s awful. If you use him you’ll sound like-” he grasps for how to convince them ”like a broken chalkboard, or nails in a clock, or- or a crying bird!”

“You’re mixing metaphors, babe” Veneer tells him

“Or something! It’ll be bad, okay??” floyd insists desperately

branch feels irrationally a bit hurt because he knows floyd is only saying that to protect him. He takes a deep breath, pushing down all the fear and hurt

“No it won’t. I have the voice of an angel.

Velvet raises an eyebrow. “Prove it.”

He sings a few bars

“Deal.” Velvet agrees to the trade

Now there’s the problem of actually doing the trade

They tell him to come down, he says no you’ll take us both, gimme floyd and then ill come down, they accuse him of the same thing, they agree on branch standing on the edge of the vent and them putting floyd next to him as they pick him up

They do it and branch tries not to shake in fear

They let Branch help Floyd into the vent because he’s so weak, but both Velvet and Veneer are hovering so close and they’ve figured out how to shut some of the vents so even if he wanted to leave he couldn’t

As floyd is placed down he beggs branch “branch please don’t do this, please.”

Branch can’t look at him. He wishes he had something, anything to say

Floyd’s hair wraps around his wrist weakly, it’s all Floyd can manage. Branch just gently takes it off and keeps going

As he steps into velvets hand he tries his best for a comforting smile. “I’ll be back. I promise.”

This time, when one of them walks away, they both know he’s lying

Note: that’s what I have so far! Cue very sick Floyd watching his brother suffer and desperately trying to save him while so weak.

Maybe I’ll continue if ppl like this maybe I’ll finish editing this into something a bit cleaner but we’ll see! Honestly depends if people are interested bc I have other stuff I really should be working on but the trolls hyperfixation hit me with a frying pan and dragged me into the fandom in a burlap sack.

[olivia091108]

HEYY gal!! Love your stuff, could I req a fic where reader is the guitarist in H.I.M and is Bams celeb crush ( he’s still a celeb ofc ) buttt hope Yk what I mean!! 😭🫶

Yesss I’ve been listening to H.I.M and I’m really excited to write this hope it’s good

Guitar strings and romantic strings

Summary: filming HIMs new mv

Pairing: bam margera x reader

Word count: 1.6k

We are filming our new music video buried alive by love today and I had to get up at the ass crack of dawn to meet everyone at some mansion in la so my manager got me on a plane as soon as saying that the others were already there. I hate filming music videos because it’s always some grouchy 60 year old who has never even heard of us before but this time bam margera is actually directing the whole thing.

I’ve met him a few times with the rest of the band but he didn’t really take a liking to me he just wanted to talk to the boys. It kinda annoyed me cos I thought he seemed pretty cool and wanted to get to know him. I’m gonna make it my goal that by the time he’s going back to the states I’ve had at least 1 good conversation with him.

A cab picks me up from the airport and it doesn’t take too long to get to the set. Once I’ve paid the driver I’m quickly rushed in by random people telling me that I need to be quick and some girls come over with an outfit telling me to change. They’ve given me a black mini skirt wich is very mini and a black zip up top that shows of my tits.

I quickly walk over to where the band is greeting them quick. Then I walk over to bam ready to strike up a conversation.

“Hey bam I haven’t seen you in ages how are you?” He stares at me for a sec and I thought he was just going to ignore me but he nods his head

“Yeah Umm Im good” he quickly says before going over to frantz.I turn in my heal and go see what ville is up to. We are taking for a while before bam tells us to play the song the whole way through so I grab my guitar and wait for Jukka to count me in.

Once we finish playing Juliet Lewis arrives since she's going to be the girl playing billed love interest in the music video I was excited to see her I loved her stuff.

Once she had introduced herself to everyone and Joe was setting up the shots and lenses whatnot me and Juliet started talking and we hit it off we have a lot in common and honestly it was nice for the both of us to have another girl around.

but soon she had to film so I walked over to Joe and bam and started to watch what was happening I stood behind bam leaning on the back of the chair and would glance over at him every few seconds. I wanted to talk to him but I didn't know what about so I said the first think that came to my head.

“What colour would you be?” As soon as the words left my mouth I regretted it.

Uhhhm I don’t know what you mean he says before turning away from me

“Like yk if you were a coulour what one would you be for instance I’d love to be like a magentary purple but I hate to say I think I’d be like a greeny blue but not the nice turquoise more like a dull boring one” I started to rant by accident and bam just kinda stared.

It was awkward for a sec of me waiting for his answer and if I’m honest he looked bored but thank god Joe was there. “I’d be orange I think”

“Omg yess you so would like a nice tangerine kind” I say getting excited which we both laughed at and I can see bams lip curl up almost like a smile.

“Your’e turn bam” i say putting my attention on him again. I don’t know yellow?

Nooo no definitely not you would be like either a nice navy blue but like lighter by a smidge you are like a nice purple like when I say purple the one You think of but more punk.

“Oh yeah” Joe chimes in before focusing on the camera making sure to follow ville and just like that conversation done and he only said like 10 words maybe I think I’m just gonna give into the fact that not everyone has to like me.

“Cut”bam yells and ville and Juliet walk over listening to what will happen in the next bit before Juliet comes over to me. “What’s got you in a sour mood?”

“Bam doesn’t like me” I say sulking like a little girl with my head in my palms. “Are you crazy of course he does”

“No he doesn’t eveytime I even try to talk to him he just isn’t interested and just shut me down straight away and he can barely even look at me” and do you know what I hear from me telling her my struggles

Laughing

She’s laughing.

I giggle and push her “it’s not funny I’m serious”she’s hysterical now and trying to get a sentence out

“Y/n I love you but your’e really dumb” i look at her confused not knowing what she meant. “He likes you”

“No I just told you he can’t stand me”

“Y/n listen he has a crush on you it’s obvious he can’t look at you and I hear him stutter and fumble his words kudus he would probably implode if you even touch him” I think about what she’s saying but I can’t wrap my head around it

“Nah there’s no way”

“Ok yk what go over there and tell him his hair is messed up and quickly fix it for him and then you will believe me.”

Ok I will I get up and walk over to bam and ville sitting in their chairs pretending to listen to their conversation for a sec before looking towards bam and interrupting ville.” Sorry your hair is kinda crazy” I lean up and mess with it a bit not even realising his face is practically in my boobs. But I rake my acrylic nails through it and ruffle it softly before removing my hands and seeing his face the same colour as my guitar.

I then smile to myself and restrain myself from running to Juliet. Once I get to her I smile and admit she was right followed by an expected “I told you”

“What do I do? Do I ask him out? Wait I don’t even know if I like hi-“

“Oh please cmon y/n of course you do you wouldn’t want him to like you that much if you didn’t. I blush at her words realising she’s right.”

“Please help me” I put my hands together and beg her batting my eyelashes at her. “Alright we’re going to the bar later and you are gonna ask him out their simple”

The rest of the day I am just thinking about bam and how I was so oblivious about his feelings and mine. Want a drink? I snap my head up so fast I heard a crack in my neck I look to see bam standing infront of me waiting for an answer. “Oh um just some water please”

Once the days over we all walk to a bar down the road and straight away get a round in of beers. Im embarrassed to say I’m a huge leightweight so after 2 rounds I’m on the brink of drunk and when I’m drunk I am very touchy so I’ve heard.

Remembering what Juliet told me to do I stumble over to bam allay knocking a table of drinks over but once I reach him I use him to balance myself by wrapping my arms round his neck and staring up at him.

I couldn’t see his eyes as he was wearing his blacked out sunglasses so I reach up and lift them to rest on his hair. I mumble out “I like your eyes I couldn’t see them” and smile to myself

Whoever bam was talking to before had left after my sudden intrusion but I didn’t even realise. “Yknow I’m not meant to be telling you this but” I start giggling at what I’m about to say and whisper in his ear “ I have a crush on you”

He smirks and looks down and says a teasing “really” I nod up at him basically leaning my whole body weight in him and subconsciously scratching at his curls “and I know you like me back so are you going to do anything about it” I ask smugly

He rests both his hands at the undersides of my jaw rubbing small circles making me tigglish and giggling before he pulls my face towards his and I feel his soft lips against mine and I kiss him back and bring him closer and deepen the kiss forgetting we’re surrounded by all our friends and not even aware of Joe filming us but even if I had I wouldn’t of cared as long as I was still kissing bam.

He pulls away with his eyes dilated looking like he took the best drugs in his life before smiling and kissing me again this time letting his hand wander to my bum and giving it a firm squeeze and rubbing it almost causing my skirt to lift.

This time I pull away and take his hand and shout way too loudly a good bye and waving towards Juliet and holding up me and bamd held hands excitedly befire running up the bar stairs and feeling bam hold my skirt down making me not false anybody and asked the first person I saw

“where’s the closest hotel?”

I hope this is ok sorry it took so long

Gonna be honest I thought this was posted like a week ago and I was thinking I haven’t got any notifications or anything and I check and I realise it hadn’t even been posted so sorry about that

Taking requests

Might do a Johnny one soon

-liv

[wheatnoodle]

there’s a dynamic shift when hopper moves in. there’s a father back in the picture.

jonathan does not have good experiences with fathers.

now, he likes hop, he really does. jim’s great to his mom, an incredible dad for el, and he helped save will. jonathan and hopper liking each other is not the issue.

the problem is that when hopper gets angry, he yells. and he likes to have a couple beers at night. and he calls jonathan “kid” like how he used to. so jonathan, who’s already a quiet person, is now next to silent. he speaks when spoken to, doesn’t leave his room and tiptoes on the hardwood floors.

it gets on jim’s nerves. he thought they were a good family. he thought they all got along just fine but now he’s moved in with them, and jonathan is acting like a ghost in his own home. he’s tried to talk to joyce, she tells him to “give him time”.

so hopper is sitting at the kitchen table one night after dinner, reading through the day’s reports. joyce is helping el with her math homework and will is sketching in a notepad next to her. jonathan’s washing up the dishes, scrubbing a glass with this one spot that just won’t. come. off.

and it slips. and glass is shattered on the kitchen floor. jonathan is on the ground in an instant to pick it up, slicing his palm on a shard.

“sh-shit, sorry, im sorry. i- i didn’t mean to, im sorry,” he’s apologizing before he can stop himself.

“honey!” joyce gasps and hurries over, squatting next to him. she places a hand on his shoulder and he looks up, eyes huge and glazed over. “honey, what happened?”

hopper crouches down. goes to grab jonathan’s injured hand. jonathan jolts up, backs up so fast he slams into the counter and hits the back of his head on the overhead cabinet doors.

“i promise i didn’t mean to, ill clean it, i’ll- i’ll fix it, i’m sorry.” jonathan’s shaking his head back and forth, cradling his hand to his chest with his eyes squeezed shut. his breathing is shaking his shoulders. “please, please, please, im so sorry.”

“hey, kid,” jonathan flinches at the name, “it’s okay. nothing to apologize for.”

jim nods once at joyce. she understands and manages to usher el and will into their rooms. she rejoins them soon after. jonathan is still shaking in the same place while hopper is trying to approach him.

hopper lifts a hand and runs it over his face. he doesn’t miss the way the teen’s face cringes up. like he’s waiting for something. like he’s waiting for…jim looks at his own hand and back to jonathan.

“jonathan.”

“i didn’t mean to break it. i swear.”

“i know. it was an accident. accident’s happen.” it’s the calmest joyce has ever heard jim speak. his voice is low, easy and soothing. he’s quiet. he’s warm. she’s watching from the doorway as he opens a new side to himself, just for her kid. just for what he needs.

“im sorry.”

“it’s okay. can i come closer?” jim asks gently, takes a small step forward. jonathan tenses and he stops. “okay. okay. can i see your hand? it looks like you cut yourself pretty good on there.”

he hesitates, but jonathan holds his bleeding hand out, palm up. his arm trembles. he’s eyeing jim wearily, ready to run.

“i just want to look. maybe clean it, if you’ll let me. i’m not going to hurt you,” he says the last part in a tone that sounds like a promise. jonathan stays silent, staring at his hand.

“hey, can you look at me?” jonathan looks up, meets his eyes with terror washed over his own. “i am not going to hurt you.”

“but- dad-“

“lonnie isn’t here. i’m not lonnie. i am not going to hurt you. i will, eyes on me, i will never. hurt you.” jim steps forward again, into jonathan’s space this time. he doesn’t flinch this time, stays where he is as hopper bends his knees a bit to be eye level with him.

“lonnie-“

“is not here,” he’s even quieter, letting the words be heard just for him. “you are safe with me. you hear me? you. are safe. with me.”

jonathan’s subconsciously matching his breathing to jim’s, his eyes never leaving the man’s gaze.

“good work. can you say it?”

“i…am safe. with you,” jonathan whispers, his shoulders slumping tiredly.

“nice job, bud. you are safe. im not angry with you. i will never hurt you. never. okay? you’re my boy,” hopper says it like it’s always been true. like even before he was with joyce, way back to making house visits when lonnie would get violent. and he would see jonathan, only this tiny little kid, and even then, that’s his boy. his oldest. his son.

jonathan visibly relaxes, moving forward and shocking both jim and joyce as he plants his forehead into jim’s shoulder. he doesn’t hug him, just stays there. hopper brings a hand to rest on the back of his head, stroking comfortingly through his hair.

“get something comfy on, we’ll watch a movie or something and relax. but first, let’s go clean up this hand.” and hopper walks with jonathan down the hall, past joyce, a hand on his lower back and jonathan still pressed to his side. joyce cant help that she has tears in her eyes, smiling brightly at her husband as he walks past, protecting her son. he smiles back, warm and full of love.

this is progress.

[fetusgooseandjuice]

Better Boyfriend (Pt. 2)

Pairings: Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader

Summary: Your boyfriend’s true colors have finally been revealed to everyone. Has this opened up new doors for your future with Natasha?

Word Count: 3,258

TRIGGER WARNING: Domestic Abuse & Rape

Stark!Reader

Your POV:

My hands were shaking as I pulled into our driveway. Hayden was already mad that I didn't tell him where I was going, so he's probably furious now that it took me so long to get home. I also somehow managed to drag Natasha and Wanda into this too. I know they're not gonna let it go until I open up to them, but I can't burden them like that.

As I opened the front door and walked into the house, I was met by an enraged Hayden. He pulled me into the house by my hair and slammed the door before shoving me against it.

"Where the fuck have you been." he sternly said, inches away from my face.

I was too shocked to respond which just made him even more mad.

"I asked you a damn question!" he yelled at me.

"I-I'm sorry I was a-at the compound because they wanted me to do game night w-with. then" I said quickly trying to defend myself and deescalate the situation.

"Oh what, so you think you can just go out and do whatever you want now huh?" he said as he let go of my hair, slowly backing up and nodding his head.

"No baby that wasn't it. I meant to text you but I-I guess it slipped my mind. I was only planning to stay a few hours though and then come home to you." I said softly attempting to calm him down while stepping forward to gently cup his cheeks with my hands.

"Yeah I bet you were hanging out with that Natasha, weren't you." he said in disbelief.

"W-what?" I asked confused, letting go of his face.

"I've seen the way she looks at you. I mean come on she practically has heart eyes, and you just let her?" he said raising his voice.

"Hayden baby, no that's not the case please calm down-" I started to plead, but was interrupted with a harsh slap across the face.

He grabbed the collar of my shirt and pushed me against the door much rougher this time. "Do not tell me to fucking calm down. You want me to calm down, I suggest you choose your words wisely." he aggressively said as he pointed a finger in my face.

"I-Im sorry I won't do it again baby please." I was begging for him to stop at this point.

"Yeah I bet you won't. Now what's for dinner I'm starving over here." he said and let go of my shirt, walking into the living room.

"I'll go get started on dinner right now I promise." I said as I went to prep the food hoping that this will make him happy.

~~~

After I finished cooking, I plated the food and made my way into the living room to serve it to him.

"Here you go. I made your favorite." I said as I handed the plate to him.

"Thank you baby. Look I'm sorry about earlier. I didn't mean it, I just had a bad day at work and I took it out on you I'm sorry." he apologized like every other time he had hit me.

"It's okay Hayden. I understand it's okay. I shouldn't have left without telling you." I said as I sat on the couch next to him.

"You're always so forgiving. That's one of the reasons I love you so much, you know." he smiled and leaned over to kiss my lips before starting to eat his food.

Natasha’s POV:

The team had decided to head up to bed after Peter somehow won another round of Mario kart. Thor and Tony were the first to leave because the game was 'glitching' which made them lose and it made them mad.

I didn't want to go to sleep just yet. Even if I was tired I don't think I'd be able to sleep because I've been thinking about Y/N ever since she walked out of that door. I know she's not safe with Hayden and I still let her go back to him. But she probably didn't feel too safe with me either at the moment considering the way she flinched.

If I had just told her how I felt before she met Hayden, then maybe she wouldn't be going through this right now and she would be laying in my arms instead. I decided to go talk to Wanda since she's always willing to listen.

I made my way to her room and knocked on the door. I opened it after she said I could and walked inside before closing the door. I flopped onto the bed and heavily sighed.

"You okay?" she questioned.

"I don't know." I replied.

"You wanna talk about it or do you wanna just lay there and think?" she asked.

"I don't know what to do about Y/N." I answered.

"What exactly do you mean by that?" she replied trying to get me to give her more detail.

"Hayden isn't the right person for her. Anyone would think that if they knew everything we do. He hurts her, Wanda. Y/N is so sweet, and kind, and gentle. He's abusive and dangerous. She doesn't deserve that." I explained.

"You're right. she doesn't deserve that. But we can't help her unless she lets us. We don't know everything that goes on behind closed doors. So unless she's willing to talk to us about it, we can't do much except let her know we're there for her." she said.

"I know. But I also know that I could treat her better. I've loved her in silence for four years, and she's with that damn guy who's putting her through so much. I could be the better boyfriend." I rambled.

"And I believe you, Natasha. But she's scared. She's afraid of what he'll do if she tries to leave considering he hits her over things that will never be justifiable. I mean we don't have to know the full story to know that." she voiced.

"Do you think we could convince her that she deserves better and doesn't have to be scared. If she knows we're there for her then she might get the courage to break up with him. We could even be there when she does it." I express.

"That may work. But we also can't be too forward or demanding about it because she's already practically being controlled by him and if we're not careful, we might frighten her." she said.

"How do you always know what to say." I asked.

"Well you do rant to me a lot about Y/N so I guess I just learned what you need to hear." she joked.

"Do I really talk about her that much?" I playfully question.

"You're practically obsessed with her, Natasha." she claimed and I laughed knowing she wasn't all that wrong.

"Well good night. I'll see you tomorrow." I said as I stretched before getting up to go to my room.

Your POV:

The next morning I had gotten a text from my dad that he wanted me to come for dinner tonight and I should bring Hayden because he hasn't seen him in a while.

I agreed and went to go inform Hayden of the plan.

"Hey baby," I said as I walked into the bedroom.

"Fuck baby you made me die!" he yelled as he aggressively clicked the buttons on his keyboard, playing some video game.

"Oh, I'm sorry I didn't mean to." I quietly apologized.

"Why are you even in here, what do you want?" he asked annoyed.

"I was just gonna let you know that my dad wanted us to come by for dinner tonight if that was okay with you." I said wanting to make sure that he knew I wasn't trying to do this without his permission.

"Yeah fine whatever I don't care." he blankly replied.

"Okay. I was also just about to get a snack from the kitchen, do you want anything?" I asked.

"As a matter of a fact-" he started as he paused his game, stood up from the chair and started walking towards me.

"I do want something." he finished when he got to me, putting his hands on my waist and starting to kiss my neck.

"I want to apologize for how rude I've been to you lately." he quietly said.

"Hayden I-" I was interrupted.

"Shh baby let me make it up to you." he whispered as he began running his hands under my shirt.

"Hayden I don't- I'm not in the mood right now. We can do this later I promise." I tried to reason with him because I really didn't want to right now.

"Now you know better than to deny me of what I want, Y/N." he said sternly.

"I know baby I'm sorry. I just don't want to do this right now, please." I pleaded as I started to push on his chest.

He sighed annoyed, "If you know better, then why are you doing it. Shut your mouth and show me how sorry you really are." he pushed me back onto the bed before starting to undress and climbing onto of me while my eyes began to form tears.

~~~

It was now evening, and we were in the car on our way to the compound.

"You remember the rules I told you?" he asked with his eyes still on the road.

"Always stay with you, don't talk to Natasha alone, and don't tell anyone what you do to me." I answered.

"Good." he said as we pulled into a parking space and got out of the car.

I stayed by his side as we walked inside the compound, and he put his arm around my shoulders.

"Hey Y/N wanna play Mario kart with me?" Peter asked when he saw me walk inside.

"In minute Pete. I'm gonna go find my dad real quick." I said and he nodded.

I found my dad in the kitchen talking to Steve. When he saw Hayden and I, he put his cup down and walked over to me to give me a hug even though he just saw me yesterday.

"Hey Y/N, Hayden. I haven't seen you in a while, whats going on?" he asked as he shook his hand.

"Nothing much. Work has me busy so I apologize that I don't get to come around that often, sir." he replied with a smile as he put a hand in his pocket with his other arm still around me.

"Ah don't worry about it, I get it. I think Wanda just finished with the food so everyone's starting to take their seats now if you wanna go ahead and do the same." my dad said.

"Thank you, Mr. Stark." he answered with a small smile and nod of his head as he moved his hand to the small of my back to guide my towards the dining table.

He pulled my chair out for me before taking his own seat next to me. "If only he was always this much of a gentleman", I thought to myself.

Clint, Peter, and Thor sat down while talking about a new video game that came out when Hayden leaned over and gently turned my head to quietly speak into my ear.

"I'm going to the bathroom, stay here. Remember those last two rules." he demanded and I nodded my head. He stood up and went to my dad to ask where the bathroom was before he disappeared out of my sight.

"Hey Y/N." a voice said. I looked up and I saw Natasha.

"Oh, hey Nat." I said with a small smile.

"Did you bring Hayden?" she asked.

"Yeah he just went to the bathroom." I told her.

"Ah okay. I'm sorry, about last night. I didn't mean to scare you or anything. I was just worried about you." she said as she sat down in the chair Hayden was sitting in.

"Really it's okay. I don't know why I flinched like that. It wasn't your fault it, it was me." I reassured her.

"Hey Y/N!" a different voice said. I turned my head and saw Wanda walking towards us.

"Hi Wands. My dad said you just finished cooking, do you need help with anything? Plating or dishes?" I asked.

"Nah I put Kate and Yelena on that job so I could come talk to you." she said.

"Yeah actually we did have something else we wanted to talk to you about if you don't mind." Natasha added.

Wanda started talking again but I stopped focusing on what she was saying when I saw Hayden walk back into the room. When he saw I was talking to Natasha he looked furious as he turned around and walked back down the hallway.

"Y-yeah um give me one second. I'm sorry I'll be right back." I told them as I got up to follow Hayden.

"Hayden baby wait-" I called out for him. He stopped walking away from me and turned to walk towards me.

"I told you not to talk to that bitch." he said with a low, angry voice.

"You told me not to talk to her alone. I wasn't, I was with Wanda and other people were at the table too." I tried defending myself.

"You know what I meant, Y/N. And you went and blatantly disobeyed me." he said turning around, slowly pacing.

"I don't understand. Why are you always telling me what to do. It's not fair, Hayden. I should be able to talk to whoever I want to without you getting all possessive and insecure-" I was finally standing up for myself which I guess made him mad because I was interrupted by a hand connecting with my face, followed by a harsh sting.

What I didn't know was that Peter had happened to wander down the hallway we were in, heading for his room to get his Nintendo switch. He turned the corner at the exact moment Hayden hit me, which had understandably shocked Peter.

He didn't know what to do so he quietly turned around and sped walked back to the dining room where everyone was now seated and starting to eat.

"Um, Mr. Stark-" he began.

"Yeah, what's up kid?" he asked looking at Peter.

"I-I just saw Hayden hit Y/N." he said.

"He did what?! Hayden hit Y/N?!" he exclaimed.

"Yeah they were arguing and then he hit her." he confirmed Tony's worst nightmare.

"Where the hell are they?" Natasha demanded to know just as I walked back into the room with Hayden following behind.

Peter turned around and saw us, "Right there."

"Y/N?! Y/N honey are you okay?" my dad asked me as I emerged from the hallway.

"Yeah? I'm fine dad-" I started to say.

"Did Hayden hit you?!" he asked while looking at Hayden.

"What?! No! He didn't hit me, what- where-" I started asking confused as to who told him.

"Peter just said he saw Hayden hit you." Kate said from behind my dad.

"Did you hit my daughter?!" he said now asking Hayden.

"No sir I don't know what you're talking about-" he tried to say but was met with a punch straight to his face by my dad.

I was in speechless as Kate, Yelena, Wanda, and Natasha started surrounding me asking if I was okay. I watched as Steve and Clint pulled my dad off of Hayden.

I turned around to start walking to my room, overwhelmed by the amount of commotion happening. Wanda tried to stop me.

"Y/N wait-"

"Don't. Follow me." I said walking out of the room.

"I'll try talking to her." Natasha said, starting to head in the direction I went.

I heard someone knocking on the door, but I didn't feel like answering. I looked up when the door opened and closed anyways. It was Natasha.

"I said not to follow me." I reminded her.

"I just wanted to check on you and talk to you." she said softly. I stayed silent.

"Why did you put up with him for all those months." she asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I was scared."

She didn't say anything back knowing that I wasn't done yet.

"Scared he would hurt me more if I tried to leave." I finished.

"You know you could've asked us for help. We told you that." she said as she put a comforting hand on my elbow.

"I didn't wanna drag you guys into my mess. I got myself into it, I should've been able to get myself out, but I was scared." I told her as I started crying.

Natasha pulled me into her chest and held me as I cried.

"I've always been here for you Y/N. I want to be apart of your mess." she replied. I looked up at her confused and she could tell I didn't know what she meant. So she took a deep breath and continued talking.

"I've been in love with you even since we met Y/N. I didn't know how to tell you, and the day I was planning on telling you just happened to be the day you brought Hayden into the picture. I knew that I could be a better boyfriend than him and that you deserved someone better. I know I had time to tell you before that, but I was scared. I was too late and I didn't know what to do." she finished.

"Well you're not too late anymore." I quietly said.

"What do you- are you-" she stuttered confused.

"I like you too, Natasha." I cleared it up for her.

"Y-you do?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yes Nat. I thought I liked Hayden but I guess I was just looking for a distraction." I confessed.

She just started into my eyes.

"Can I kiss you?" she whispered and I nodded my head.

She placed one hand under my chin, gently titling my head up, keeping the other hand on my waist. She leaned in to place her lips on mine, giving me the most soft, loving kiss anyone has ever given me.

I deepened the kiss by putting my hands on both sides of her face, pulling her closer. We only pulled away slightly when air became a necessity.

"I've been wanting to do that for the longest time." she whispered and laughed.

"Was it just like you expected it to be?" I asked, hopeful.

"It was better than I ever could've imagined." she smiled and kissed me again.

Eventually the mental and emotional strain of the day finally caught up to me, so we switched to cuddling. Neither of us minded though.

Natasha laid down with her head propped up on a pillow as I curled into her side with my head nuzzled in the crook of her neck. She had her arms wrapped around me while one of my hands played with the collar of her shirt.

"Is it too early to tell you that I love you." she quietly said into my hair.

"I love you too." I told her and she kissed my head.

~~~

Later on, Wanda came to check on us, but backed away and closed the door again when she saw us cuddling. Me asleep on Natasha with her holding me.

"Took them long enough." she laughed to herself.

[sturniolo-mairead]

"Slut!"

LetsTripTour!MattSturniolo x Popstar!Reader

a/n: in this fic i dont use y/n, i may in some future fics if i cant come up with a name 😭🙏🏻 Hope you guys enjoy, its my first fic!

in which Matt Sturniolo announces his girlfriend of 6 months. Presley Evans, global popstar! Nick and Chris are shocked because they didnt even know. Shes on tour down the road from the triplets' tour. he has the camera footage that would be on the big screen of her stage. They decide to watch her tour on their screen and they figure out she wrote quite a few songs about him! they soon meet up at matts hotel room later on.

warnings: use of the word slut, like a lot 😭🙏🏻

Matts pov:

"Next question, 'does anyone have girlfriends or in nicks case a boyfriend' Well i'm very much single" my brother said. Shit. I've had a secret girlfriend for 6 months now. We have talked about going public. She said shes okay with it. It's just difficult because shes a global superstar! It's been stressing me out. I think i'm just gonna say it. I'll tell everyone here.

Presley pov:

Im about to go on stage. I talked to matt last night about going public with our relationship. It's kind of getting exhausting having to sneak around. I've been a target for slut shaming because of how many guys ive dated, but i got into the industry when i was 15! It's not my fault. My managers say it's good for 'traction' or whatever. I sent matt the camera footage that would be on the big screen of the stage. Im performing in a stadium tonight, it's my all stadium tour. I just hope he tells his crowd, thats coincidentally, down the road from the stadium. He could connect his phone to the screen behind him and his brothers and show them my show, but i don't know if he will. I understand his anxiety thats going to come with going public, especially him now going to have paparazzi following him and his brothers everywhere, and me. He's gonna be more worried about me than he's ever been before because of his female fan base, they'll send me death threats and hate, more than i normally get. It's not like I'm not used to it though. I just hope he does whats right for himself and how he's feeling. I don't want him to feel pressured to tell everyone because I am ready to.

Matts pov:

"Nah i'm still single, sadly." chris said. I stayed silent. I could just spit it out. "Matt? we all know your single" chris teased. "actually.. I do have a girlfriend." i spat out. "WHAT?" nick said, he was as shocked as he should be. "yeah, we've been talking and we think we want to go public. She is a celebrity," i went on, "her name is Presley, Presley Evans." The crowd went wild. "SO ALL THOSE TIMES IVE SCREAMED HER SONGS IN THE CAR YOU DIDNT THINK TO TELL ME YOU WERE DATING HER?!" I laughed, "i guess not, I have camera footage thats om the big screen of her tour thats going on right now, i could put it on?" i suggested.

Presley pov:

"Presley! Time to go in 5!" one of my managers told me. "Okay! coming!" i say, Matt told me he'd text me if he told everyone, and he hasnt texted me. Im starting to lose hope when, Ding! i rush to check my phone. Twitter. Not matt.

'Matt Sturniolo comes out saying hes dating global superstar Presley Evans!'

holy shit. he did it. I laugh and squeal as i jump in my bedazzled heel boots. "Presley? what happened? are you okay?" my manager asks. "HE DID IT!! HE TOLD EVERYONE!!" i scream and jump around and laugh. "Presley, are you serious?!" my manager says, she seems angry? "whats wrong?" "Presley! this could be so bad! you'll become a lightning rod for slut shaming!! His fan base is mostly girls, they'll be angry! You could be in danger! You didn't even ask me if it's a good idea!" My manager yelled. I hate to say it, she was right. I probably should've informed her i would do this. But she is not allowed to shit on my relationship. I wanted it to go public. "Listen, Trina. This is my relationship. I know where you're coming from, a place of worry. But i know i've been through worse. You were with me since i was 15, you know how strong i am. I appreciate the worry, but let me do my thing. Ive been hiding my relationship for 6 months. Putting Matt in the shadows. Im done doing that. I love him. Thats never going to change. Let me do things- no. Let me and Matt do things our way. Now i have to get to the stage. Thanks for the input." I finished. I walked away, I had on my white bedazzled heel-boots with my skirt that was tied on one side up, showing my whole thigh. the rest barley covered anything which was good because i had on a white bodysuit under. I had on a corset top. It was all white, the whole outfit. I looked amazing, i checked myself out as i walked past a mirror. I heard music start up, somebody came and handed me my mic as i walked toward the piece of my stage that moved up and down. I stood in the center preparing to go on.

Matt pov

I put on her show on the screen. I hear music start. Just in time. Everyone's eyes are glued to the screen. I look around, nobody recognized the opening notes.? I didn't either. As far as i know, theres no songs about me. As far as i know.

"Flamingo pink"

I really don't recognize this song, i feel terrible that i don't.

"sunrise boulevard, clink clink. being this young is art."

"who do you guys think this song is about?" nick asked. I know of all her exes. They all treated her like shit. I am determined to be different. I think this is a love song? she has some love songs, then breakup songs after because they put her through hell. I'd never do that, I will never.

"Being this young is art Aquamarine Moonlit swimming pool"

This could be anything, we're both still very young. Shes 20, Im 19. I turn 20 soon.

"What if all I need is you?"

So it is a love song.. i wonder which ex it's about? Maybe Johnny Orlando? (no hate to Johnny Orlando fans just needed an ex lmfao 😭) We all just stand and admire her. She looks gorgeous. Fucking beautiful, How do you fumble her? Shes like a goddess. "Maybe this songs about you lover boy" Chris says, jesus christ i hate that fucking nickname. "shut the fuck up chris! And i don't know, i don't know if she has songs about me" I say, I wish she had written a song about me.

"Everyone wants him,That was my crime The wrong place at the right time. And I break down, then he's pullin' me in. In a world of boys, he's a gentleman"

she always refers to me as a gentleman, she always says everyone wants me too.. "HOLY SHIT!" I scream, i didn't mean to, i just did. "What?!" nick said, "THIS SONGS ABOUT ME!!" "BITCH WHAT?!" "oh my god" i say.

Presley pov

I open with "slut!", a song about matt. I never tell him any songs a write about him because, well, theres a lot. I don't wanna seem creepy, but constantly writing songs about one person could be taken that way. I hope he catches on though. I always say everyone wants him and I always call him a gentleman. "And if they call me a slut. You know it might be worth it for once. And if I'm gonna be drunk. Might as well be drunk in love" I finish the song. I don't know what matts thinking, i don't even know if he was watching, i put on my best show nonetheless, just in case he was. I didn't want to disappoint him. Should i tell the crowd the songs about him? Maybe i will. "Hello! and welcome to the "Slut!" tour!"

A/N

cliffhanger! Okay so i've had this idea for a long while now i've just never gone through with writing it but i finally have! This gonna be a series and it's gonna be like every song she performs is a different chapter! This chapter is "Slut!" and thats also the name of the album! I've taken songs that already exist and made a whole new playlist/album type thing! Each song will be a surprise as the next chapter title! In total im thinking 19 parts as there are 18 tracks and then 1 extra chapter for after the tour when taylor and matt meet up 😉 I'll also be working on making my masterlist so you guys can easily access this series! See you next time 💕

[bluegalaxygirl]

Trouble Makers P3 (Zolu X reader)

Zoro x Luffy x Reader. Reader is GN and a gunslinger of the crew. polly relationship, established relationship.

Plot: The new island you docked on seems peaceful until a strange rumble catches you all off guard. The secrets of the island will be relived as you try to make your way back to the surface while the boys raise a little hell.

Warning: Bad language, Violence, Blood, injury, near death, making out, fluff.

Part 1 Part 2

Hoisting Em, the little girl up and under your arm you ran out the door. "we need to get to the exit, tell me where to go" You tell her, you don't want her to see the thing your about to do but you need to know the way out. People are running all over the place some noticing you and the men on the ground "INTRU..." is all one got out before you shot him. The girl under your arms covered her eyes with one hand and the other holding onto to your arm scared of being dropped. you made your way through the hallways as she yelled out directions, shooting anyone that got in your way or might be able to hurt you or Em. You made it to the large stairs only to hear Zoro's voice "LUFFY". Your heart beat speeds up running up the stairs as fast as you could, making it up the long stair case in seconds. Reaching the top you saw a large man, his back to you, Zoro being hit into the air by rocks and Luffy snicking into a wall. You held your gun out taking aim and firing, the bullets flew past the man and into the wall that was swallowing Luffy. it took seven maybe eight to crack the rocks around your captains arms giving him enough leverage to pull himself out. The large man turned to you flicking his hand and raising the ground bellow you. Em screamed in your arms but you managed to jump out of the way. the man flicked his hand again a wall of rocks rounding over you threatening to crush you when it was broken.

Zoro cut threw it like it was butter this time missing the rocks that flew at him landing in front of you. Luffy joined standing next to Zoro "Finally found you" Your captain grinned at you happy you were alive and looked unharmed but a bit dirty. Zoro stood up straight not taking his eyes off the man who seemed to be almost throwing a tantrum. "Fight's not over. You Ok to join in?" Zoro smiled pointing his question at you. "Of cause" you smiled at the two placing the little girl down and reloading your gun. "Im guessing this is Lilitu then" you asked looking at what you could only describe as a large man baby in fancy cloths. Em nods "Your really going to fight him?" she asks unsure of how this will go but You pat her head "I never break a promise" the little girl looks up at you then at the two boys, Luffy nods his head with a large smile, Zoro turns his head slightly and nods. "Now go and hide somewhere surrounded by metal" you tell the girl who runs off leaving the three of you togeather. "Lets cause some trouble" Luffy punches his fists togeather before running at the man followed by you and Zoro.

You were so happy to be back with them and they were happy you were back. Luffy was mainly focused on the battle in front of him, no longer focused on getting past the guy to you. Zoro made sure to keep his senses on you. he knew something was wrong but the fight didn't give him time to ask. he mentally kicked himself for not noticing earlier. The three of you punched, cut and shot your way threw any rock the man threw at you, some others come to his aid but Zoro was quick to shut that down. It was only when the man was backed into a corner that his eyes focused on you, a small smile formed on his face as he caused the ground to shake digging his hands into the ground, it felt the same as before, you looked around hoping the ground wouldn't open under you again only for a very large and chubby hand to wrap around your throat. The shaking stopped, you now face to face with the man child, you had no idea how he got in front of you so fast but you had no time to think you had to take action. You pointed your gun at him only for his other hand to grip your arm and squeeze, it hurt so bad feeling your bones close to braking, you let out a grunt of pain losing control of your arm and dropping your gun. "Let them go now" Zoro yelled threw his gritted teeth sword still in his mouth. Lilitu turning to face the two men still holding you up in his grasp "You two are going to pay for this. Everything was great until you got here and all for what. this thing?" he yell. The rage in their eyes returned, how dare this man not only call you a thing but he was hurting you too. "I said let go, before i cut your arms off" Zoro spat threw gritted teeth his hands tightening around his swards.

His grip tightened around you causing you to wince in pain. Lilitu the man child laughed, it booming across the room "You seem to forget who holds all the power. So small, so fragile" he looks down at you, you forget and that was your mistake, the rock in you back, the only thing stopping you form bleeding out. Your eyes widen in realization that he could tell it was there "Let me help you with that" letting go of your arm he twisted his hand, the rock in your back starting to move further into your back while also twisting. A scream like no other left you, blood soaking your back and overalls. "Y/N" Luffy screamed running forward you with Zoro. The man had no idea what he was in for. Luffy flew his arm back hardening it again and slamming it forwards "GUM- GUM PISTOL" it hit the man in his big stomach causing eminence pain and blood to pool out of his mouth. his grip didn't loosen though and before he was sent flying Zoro swings two swords and brought them down cutting the arm off "Nigiri Toro Samon" a burst of wind helping to make the man fly back and hit the wall of the cave.

Just before hitting the ground strong arms catch you pulling you close to their chest. Zoro was the one to grab you holding you with one hand. Both boys panting looking at the massive man now slumped against the wall. he didn't get back up and didn't seem awake. Both boys relaxed and focused on you, Zoro putting his swords away to hold you with both arms. Luffy walks over and kneeing down next to you "Y/n?" he asks placing a hand on your cheek. your weak and eyes heavy but you look up at him with a smile "Thank you, captain" you whisper making him sigh in relief, for a second he thought you were dead. You were lifted off the ground by Zoro cradling you in his arms blood still pooling out your back. "Shit, we need to get you back to the ship." The swords man looks down at you a worried look on his face starting to run with Luffy only to be stopped by the little girl "Wait." she yells holding a large box in her hand lifting it up "we need to place pressure in the wound, they wont make it to the docks" she tells them, Luffy nodded patting Zoro's arm telling him its ok to put you down. Zoro sits you up as Em takes out the medical stuff putting padding on your back, it hurt, hearing you hissing threw you teeth Luffy took your hand "Your gonna be ok" he tells you a worried look on his face. You try to respond but your body goes lip passing out, your head falling back catching Em's attention. "Y/N." Both boys yell. "No no no. do something" Luffy panics shaking you a little trying to wake you up. "Don't die, don't die on me." he yells tears forming on his face. Zoro's grip tightens watching your almost lifeless body in his arms, he grits his teeth harder trying to stop tears from falling. "Wake up" he manages to get out.

"SOME ONE PLEASE..... HELP THEM" Em Yelled at the top of her lungs the two boys turning to look at her. Tears streaming down her face and fists against her waist "THEY SAVED US..... WE'RE FREEEEEE. NOW HELP THEM...... DON'T LET Y/N DIE" Her voice breaking as her words echo threw the cave a sobbing mess after all the yelling. People watch on but one woman ran over grabbing stuff form the medical kit and pressing it against your back and yelling out order to others around her, telling them what to get and what she needs. Those people run off as the woman's fingers press against your neck feeling for a pulse. it felt like an eternity fro Zoro and Luffy watching you closely but it fact it was only a few second the woman sighing in relief "Their alive but we dont have a proper doctor. not one that can fix this up" she states looking at the two boys "We have a doctor on the ship" Zoro blurts out not taking his eyes off you. Luffy cried into your shoulder, you were alive he kept telling himself. The woman helped stop the bleeding before escorting you three to the sunny.

--------- Hours later

Your head pounded as your eyes open, light filled your vision and the sound the sea hit your ears along with a snoring sound. you turned you head slightly to see Zoro's head next to yours, sitting in a chair leaned over on the medical bed lightly snoring away, you were back on the sunny in choppers office a cool breeze hitting your face. you turned your head to face the wall a blanket layed crumpled up next to you as if some one has been using it and the port hole was open letting the sea air in. The cold air made you shiver so you gathered the strength to sit up, a sharp pain ran threw your back letting out a little yelp you tried to keep in. Zoro shot awake taking your shoulders and having you lay back down "Hay. you shouldn't get up" he tells you a worried look spread across his face. his hand slides up to your cheeks rubbing it with this thumb "You scared me" he didn't know what else to say, he thought you would die on him. His worst fear was losing you or Luffy. Placing a hand onto his you smile up at him "I'm so sorry. i didn't mean too but im fine. i just moved too fast" your voice only came out in a whisper form it being dry. Zoro looked to what you were reaching for when you woke up and realized you must be cold. "Chopper said to leave it open. Something about fresh air replacing cave air or some shit" Zoro grabs the crumpled up blanket and lays it over you giving you a quick kiss on the forehead. You reach up and grab his kimono stopping him form pulling away "You missed" The smile that formed of his face form your words made you smile more. leaning down with both hands on either side of you he kisses your lips. it was light, he didn't want to hurt you, you were already hurt enough but you wanted more. Tightening your grip on his clothing you pulled him down closer, he was stronger than you though slightly pulling away from you, your lips almost touching but not quite. "I dont want to hurt you" he states his censors only for you to shake your head "You won't.... please, i need this" The swords man gives in leaning in and kissing you again, you parting your lips slightly to let his tongue in it roamed your mouth your tongue meeting his and almost fighting for control but in a flirtatious way. Zoro groaned into your mouth as you slid your arm form his shoulder to the back of his head gripping his green hair a little.

Luffy kicked open the his arms full of food to the point where he couldn't see, mainly meat but there was a big mug of beer and some cakes, how he managed to carry all of that is mystery. He places the food down on the table in the room now being able to see what was going on, you and Zoro making out on the bed "Yay your finally awake. Zoro was so worried about you he even cried" at this zoro pulled away looking over at luffy "I didn't cry, you did" Luffy just laughed and nodded "Yea i did and you did too" Luffy was always so open about his feeling towards you two but it made you sad that you had caused them both pain. Zoro noticed the change in mood and leaned down to kiss you again only keeping it quick before helping you sit up. Luffy walked over and places a kiss on your cheek then one on Zoro's. "You two were amazing out there, Zoro cutting that guys arm off and Y/N shooting me free from those rocks. I love you both so much" he brings the two of you in for a hug, leaning into you as to not move you too much. You hugged them both back "Im sorry for all of this." you whispers Luffy giving you a confused look "Sorry?? theres no need to be sorry. you did great. you even saved Em and all those people" you looked at them a little confused you didn't remember telling them the girls name. "She told us everything" Zoro answered your unspoken question only for Luffy to pull away and butt in "Yea she went on a lot but i wasn't really listening. Oh but she did say she was Snakes daughter, that was pretty cool"

Luffy made sure you three ate and drink, he'd take a bite of meat and then offer the rest to you but you declined. With the food and Luffy's constant praises you felt much better even managing to move without help. Of cause Zoro was making sure you didn't move too much, he was worried you would start bleeding again. Luffy would move from sitting on the bed to sitting in Zoro's lap and then back on the bed only to sit behind you and hold you close to his chest, resting his head on your shoulder, kissing your neck from time to time. Its nice but after everything you wanted something else from him. "You want something? you can ask me" As if he read your mind Luffy asked. you turned to face him and kisses his lips, without speaking a word he knew what you wanted, he kissed you slowly running his hand up your arm, over your shoulder and to you neck, rubbing his thumb on the center of your throat. It was a much different feeling to having that big guy grab your neck, it was soothing. He pulled away with a smile keeping his hand around your neck "More" you practically begged and he provided placing his lips back on your and slipping his tongue into your mouth. He ran his tongue over yours before running around your mouth. Zoro couldn't help but watch, you two were so amazing in his eyes, he felt a hand on his looking down to see luffy stretched arm grab his hand and start pulling him closer, the swords man couldn't help but smile and put his drink down, happily being brought over to sit with you two on the bed. As he sat you and Luffy pulled apart a small string of saliva in between you. Luffy turned his attention to Zoro kissing him on the lips and moving his hand from you neck to your cheek rubbing his thumb across your soft skin. Zoro's hand went behind his captain pulling him closer deepening the kiss, Zoro shoving his tongue into Luffy's mouth then both fighting for control with their tongues.

They didn't brake apart when the door opened little Em and Chopper walking in. Em ignored the scean before her and ran right up to you holding your gun out in front of her "I kept this safe for you" the smile on your face grew bigger taking the gun off her hand and giving it a look over "Thank you so much sweetie" It was only then that Em noticed Zoro and Luffy her cheeks going bright red, Chopper walked over and signed "Look away, this happens all the time" the ships doctor looked at you seeing you sitting up and that you had eaten. "im glad your feeling better" you nod and place a hand over Luffy's thats still on your cheek "Much better. Thank you chopper" Chopper left you four heading to his desk. Em looked at the two men than at you and then chopper confusion on her face. The girl shouldn't have said anything but she did, curiosity getting the better of her "If those two are kissing then why is his hand on you cheek?" Zoro and Luffy pulled away breathless but still managing to talk "Because we love them" they said in unison, this only made the young girl even more confused "we all love each other equity." you say patting the girl on the head "i dont really get it but you seem happy" Em looks up at you still a little confused "They make me very happy" you answer, Luffy leaning over replacing his hand with his lips "You make us very happy too" Zoro smiles form where he's holding Luffy's hips. Em smiles letting out a giggle still red from embarrassment but understanding it a lot more now.

For the third time in one day the door to the medical room was opened a pissed off Nami in the door way. You, Luffy and Zoro all sat up straight fearing from your lives "This was supposed to be a normal trip and you three go ahead and cause trouble almost getting yourself killed" she yelled pointing her finger at the three of you. you all look down in shame feeling like young children being scolded by their mother. "Sorry" the three of you say in unison making the navigator sigh and grab the bridge of her nose. "You three have a lot of making up to do, to me and Chopper for helping save your asses and causing us all this stress." the three of you nod still keep your eyes fixed on the ground. Nami sighs one lest time before leaving the room "Trouble makers"

[esa1900]

Muzans daughter!reader x douma

its late at night when you finally mak it home after 3 weeks. no one knows where you’ve been, why, or how it all happened. of coaurse, thats what douma wanted to know.

you two have been fighting ever since you arrived at the temple. you were hoping that no one would notice you, and that you will just try and avoid douma until the next morning, but of course one of his worshippers saw you and reported back to him. its not like they like you or anything. you did steal all of their loards attention after all. she knows that you are in for a lot of trouble once her lord, douma, gets to lay his hands on you, thats exactly whats happening right now.

“(y/n)!”

he says, burging into the your shared bedroom, slamming the door open as you were trying to put down your stuff. hoping to fall asleep before hes done doing whatever the hell he does in that ‘secret room’ of his. and that when he finds you asleep hell just ignore it all until the next morning. or maybe he wont even go into the room at all. maybe tonight he would be hunting outside for humans rather than the ones who worshp him.

you flinch at his yelling of your name and look up at him from across the room. your both quiet, not saying anything while staring into eachothers eyes. your eyes holding fear and regret, while his are mixed with confusion, and wrath.

where the fuck have you been for the past three weeks?! and why didnt you say anything to him when you came back? did you expect him to act like nothing happened once he sees you laying in your bed after this?

“..douma..-“ you try to find something to say but you know that you cant get out of this now.

“where the fuck have you been for the past three weeks?!” He asks, stomping towards you, leading with his arms, as if wanting to hold you tight, but he’s too angry to do so.

youre not sure if he has his arms out in question of where youve been, or has them out for an embrace, or if hes about to grab you and shake answers out of you. hes not even sure why he has his arms out like this!

“douma, listen.” you take a step back with your arms also reaching out for.. protection, and gesturing him to wait,

“the only think i want to hear is where you were this whole time!” he says now one of his pointer finger pointing at you, as he keeps getting closer, and closer. his voice getting louder. his expression getting angrier.

“can explain..” you try and gesture for him to calm down wiht your hands, motioning towards the ground with your palms facing the ground, “i was kidnapped by the demon slayers.”

what? no, this takes douma by surpris, “what?”

“you were kidnapped and you didn’t even try to tell me when you made it back?!” “douma, listen-“”i don’t want to hear your excuses,” he takes both your shoulders and firmly places you down on your shared bed, making you yelp from the way he handled you. “youre going to explain everything to me right. now! and you better believe you’re not getting out of this easy.”

“i was-“ “how could you even do this?” douma asks, more himself than you, before placing his pointer and middle finger on his temple while his thumb is places on his cheek, “does your father even know about this? he’s been looking for you, and ordered all the upper moons to loo-“ “douma! i know all this-“ “dont you dare interrupt me.” He yells , leaning his body towards you so that he is towering your figure while he has his pointer finger out, scolding you, “not after all this.”

“the only thing i want to hear coming out’ that mouth of yours is what the fuck happened.” he fixes his posture again, realizing hes not giving you a chance to speak, and places his hands at his sides, resting them there, while looking down at your figure, too afraid to stand up from the bed hes shoved you onto.

“…they- somehow! managed to find out im Muzans daughter and-“ “when did it happen?”

“Noon? i think,” youre eyes look up, trying to recall when it all happened, the same eyes start tearing up as you recall everything that’s happened, along with dolmas yelling, making a perfect combination for you to cry, “i was searching for some materials father asked me to look for and-‘ gasp, youre interupted my a gasp of air and a cry.

“go on.” douma says coldy, shifting his arms from his hips to folding them on top of his chest.

“-and- im not sure i think one of the farmers was actually a demon slayer? i was asking him about those materials and- it all happened so fast-“

“what. happened?” douma cuts you off.

“im not sure, i was held from behind and drugged, the next thing i know, i was in front of the hashira.” you take a hand up to your cheeks and wipe some tears off, not daring to look douma in the eyes.

“do you know where that was?” his tone is ice cold, its like you werent talking to the man you married, the anger was heard in his tone.

“no”

“was ubuyashiki there?”

“yes!”

doumas expression changes to one mixed with surprise and curiousity, he leans forward to your figure. “does your father know about this? do you know how long hes been looking for that man?” “no! i just got here for gods sake.”

“what did that man say to you?” douma grabs your wrist and pulls you closer to him, your faces now an inch apart.

“he di-“ “does he have children? do you know which one is the next leader of the corps?”

“let me speak!” you yell, “yes! he has children, but they’re all girls” “how many?” “its hard to tell,” you start struggling agaisnt his tight grip on your wrist. “they all looked identical except for one, she had black hair.”

“i think theyre three? atleast three, at most five, yes.”

you explain while trying to estimate how many children they do have.

“what are their ages?”

“i over heard the kakushi speaking, they said they were all- quintoplits! they have five children and theyre quintoplits!” you say in urgency as soon as you remember that fact.

“five children… quintoplits you say..?” douma lets go of your wrist and leans back, bringing a hand up to his chin to massage it while he thinks.

“do you know how old the parents are?”

“not sure, the father looked to be in his early to mid twenties, he also had some-.. skin injury, he looked ill.”

“Mhm…” he thinks for a moment, looking to the side, his hand still resting on his chin.

“What about the hashira?” He looks back at.

”there were nine of them, flame, water, mist, serpent? Stone, wind, and… sound! And there was an insect hashira. A-and I think she’s related to that flower hashira you killed! I heard them say something about that too…” you try your best to remember all the facts and lay them out to douma.

Douma takes a moment to think, not taking his eyes off of you the whole time.

All of a sudden, he takes you by the shoulders gently so you can stand up, non of the anger can be sensed in his touch.

You stand up on your feet as he gently helps you up and curls his arm enough so that your figure is tugged closer to himself.

“That’s enough for you tonight,” you look up at him, confused, and scared, but behind all this there’s a subtle feeling of relief as he embraces you like this, his strong demonic arms taking you in, ever so softly, away from any harm, “go get washed up, I’ll call your father.”

He gives your back a few, soft rubs before releasing you, and you’re left wondering what might happen next.