#i also didn't realize it was flirting until like two years later when he told me all about it

[devieuls]

ˋ Love Lessons .

Neteyam Sully x Omatikaya Reader ( ONE SHOT )

Synopsis : After years of friendship, you realize that you have fallen in love with your best friend Neteyam, but you decide to keep your crush to yourself, afraid of ruining your relationship. The only thing that gave you any comfort was the fact that Neteyam was not interested in any woman, until one day he asks you for advice to make his crush understand that he is interested in her.

Warning : SMUT MDNI - Bites, oral sex, canines, hickeys, unprotected sex, outdoor sex, light dirty talk, foreplay…

Lenght : 5k

Notes : I don’t know, I feel like I could have done better. There are some smut parts that I liked more than others, but I don’t know. I think I’ll do it again later, I also tried to contain myself in detail (as a test, but I think I will continue to write with many details)

NETEYAM: 22 y.o / Y/N: 20 y.o

NA'VI WORDS : TANHI: Star / Bioluminescent freckles; KARYU: Teacher

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As long as you can remember, Neteyam Sully has always been the person closest to you, covering your back every time you created trouble in the Omatikaya clan or got into trouble with your own family. Fortunately your parents trusted Neteyam blindly, after all he was the son of the Olo'eykte and as he grew up, his reputation grew with him, making him worthy of the trust of the whole clan. You could consider him your best friend, who understood and appreciated your rebellious spirit and so contrasted with his, creating a perfect balance in your relationship, as one gave the other what one lacked.

When you were younger it seemed easier to see you only as friends, but when you came of age you found it difficult to see Neteyam only as a friend. You had to admit that he had become a handsome Na'vi, an excellent warrior and probably the definition of perfection in the flesh, always teasing him about things like "You are Eywa’s favorite" and similar phrases. It was a fact that Neteyam excelled at everything he experimented with, so much so that he was the first Na'vi of his group to complete his Iknimaya on the first try, so you assumed he was perfect at everything. You never tried to make him understand your true feelings, intimidated by the fact that he would probably reject you and drive you away, ruining a friendship that lasted for years. So you arrived at the age of twenty with a huge crush on your best friend, watching in silence as the young Na'vi attached to him and flirted to become his companion and one day Tsahìk. You were heartened that he never told you about a particular girl, so you weren’t afraid to lose him yet, not wanting to realize that one day it’ll be too late to come out.

"Yn? Why are you so thoughtful?" Neteyam asked you as you walked through the forest, to reach your secret place where you two spent most of your time. "Mh? A-Ah, nothing, I was just seeing if there were fruits around to collect and take with us" You replied, smiling at the Na'vi near you, trying to drive away all the thoughts that haunted your mind. "Are you sure? If you need to talk to me about something, here I am, you know ma Tanhì" His sweet and caring voice was just one of many curses that didn't help your arduous feat of not thinking of him as a possible partner, but only as a childhood friend. "Yes" you hissed, forcing a smile and then turning away from him, bringing it back on the path before you. You kept walking for a few minutes and then you stopped because of Neteyam who got stuck in his footsteps. You looked at him worried, thinking that he had stepped on a poisonous animal that created paralysis or something like this, but then he turned to you with an embarrassed and shy look. "Ma Tanhì… can I ask you something?" he asked nervously, while scratching the back of his neck, noticing a slight veil of redness on his cheeks. "Umh… yes, tell me" you answered, approaching him, trying to figure out what question might embarrass him this way. "How do you get a girl?" The question hit you directly where it would hurt you most. "I-I mean, I’m asking you because you’re my only female friend, and I know asking Kiri would be the same as being mocked by all my siblings, and my mom isn’t the type to make that clear, saying things like 'follow your heart' or 'be yourself', so… I was hoping to hear it from you," he continued shyly.

At that moment all your beliefs collapsed like a house of cards, realizing that it was now too late even to mention that you had a crush on him. You didn’t react right away, your heart weighed so much that it crushed your lungs, taking away your ability to speak. After a few seconds you began to laugh, hiding your pain behind this action, hoping that Neteyam would not notice from your eyes that you were hurt. "The mighty warrior Neteyam, son of the Olo'eyktan and golden boy of the Omatikaya clan does not know how to get a girl? Really?" You asked ironically, knowing perfectly well that every girl in the clan would fall at his feet with a simple smile or greeting. "Neteyam, knowing you, you’ll just need to introduce yourself to this girl and she’ll be at your feet." your voice was a little tougher but sincere. You started walking in the forest followed by Neteyam who was trying to keep your quick step. "Let’s say she’s not like the other girls, this girl probably doesn’t even see me… Or if she does, she doesn’t do it the way I would" Unknowingly Neteyam was stabbing your heart repeatedly with those words. "Neteyam, c'mon. All the village women have a crush on you, you are the ideal type of all, so I doubt that 'this girl' doesn't see you as you would like" You snort while moving the plants to walk, feeling the look of Neteyam burn on your back and then sigh. "I’m telling you, that’s it. Y/n, you’re my…best friend, help me. Please, I promise I’ll cover you with your parents when you run off in the middle of the night, whatever you want" his desperate voice made you laugh, having never heard he beg like this.

"And you’ll have to take Tuk and my little sister Popiti out whenever they want. Plus, you will accompany me and Kiri to collect beads and objects in the forest" You turned to him suddenly, finding him a few inches away from your body. backing up because of the short distance between your bodies. "All right, will you help me?" he lowered his voice quietly, looking you in the eye while waiting for your answer. "Yes… Tell me about this girl." You back off before you start walking again, trying to calm your heart that was starting to run in your chest. Your tone was slightly cold, you didn’t really want to hear him talk about his crush, but as his friend you couldn’t even back out, not after he was always there for you. "Well, she’s… you know…" he began in a dreamy, excited tone, following the direction you were taking. "Perfect. There’s not much else to describe her with. She’s different from all the girls I’ve ever met, she’s kind, caring, and she loves being with kids. I know she’s a rebellious spirit and she likes to make things. is perfect, then her hair-" you stopped him before he could continue to describe her and go into pseudo-romantic details like the smell of her hair or the sound of her laughing. "That’s enough, I could throw up if you started listing the physical characteristics too" Neteyam laughed embarrassedly, remaining behind you. "Have you already come out? Or have you at least made her think you’re interested?" Your voice became slightly gloomy, and then stopped once you arrived at your secret place.

The place was lovely, you had found it as children and from that day had become your place, there was a small waterfall that created a kind of crystalline lake that connected to a small river hidden by high plains and thick nature. You and Neteyam sat on the grass to talk more comfortably. "No, I don’t know how to tell her or make her understand… I thought it would be easier, but every time I try, she doesn’t understand it or she starts laughing thinking that maybe I’m joking" he sighed heavily, and then he looks up to the sky. "And how did you 'try'?" Your eyes met his, trying to help him in some way, even if you would have preferred to do the opposite. You still had to realize that Neteyam could fail in something as easy as courtship. "Lo'ak told me to show interest, to be empathetic and to be myself, but all this I already did. My mother said that showing myself confident would be attractive, but I’m confident and direct in words, and showing respect." Neteyam dropped on his back and snorted, clearly frustrated by the situation, which you also noticed from the nervous oscillation of his tail "'Teyam, I know no one more respectful than you, as I said, you would be the perfect mate for any girl in the village." You admitted looking at the guy who was now lying next to you, unable to look away from his sculpted body, following every line of his body, enchanted by how his chest rose and lowered with every breath.

"Then what do I do… Why doesn’t she understand? It’s obvious that I’m doing something wrong in the courtship, ma Tanhì" his head turned towards you, looking at you while you were sitting and watching him, making him blush slightly. "Maybe start complimenting her, girls love that. Put your hand in her hair when you talk to her, like moving a strand behind her ear, looking for physical contact makes understand your intentions, especially by the way you do it. Oh! Make her laugh, if you can make her laugh, surely you have done most of the work" your voice was bitter in your throat, you were hating giving that kind of advice knowing that he would use them with who knows who. Neteyam as he watched you listening attentively and taking mental notes of what you advised him. " And be attentive to the details, what interests her etc… if you remember important events in her life or what she loves to do, it is a clear sign of interest. Plus if you have common interests, could you do it together, for example, she likes hunting?" he looked at you enchanted for a few seconds, then nodded and said "Yeah, she likes it" his voice lowered slightly, as he looked at you, hoping that you would understand. "Well, you can ask her to hunt with you. You’re a great hunter, you’ll definitely impress her. And then… umh, I don’t know, maybe be present in her days, even with a greeting, maybe looking for her look or bringing her something you know she might like. And be direct, let her know that you like her, maybe you take her and tell her, you create the right atmosphere… yeah, you know… things like that" You looked away from Neteyam’s, feeling a strong twinge in your heart that made it hard to speak again, feeling as if I had helped him get away from you. "What if she doesn’t understand it? she’s a good friend, and I don’t know if she’ll reciprocate" You clenched your jaw, maybe understanding who that girl was. Your mutual friend had been acting weird with you for weeks, and Neteyam was acting strangely the same way. Now all the dots were connecting in your mind. " He will understand, if you will be directed with there is another way. If it is not a skxawng. In case you make yourself heard and give her special attentions." You said with clenched teeth, unable to hide the annoyance anymore.

"Ma Tanhì," he whispered, approaching you, sitting again just to lay two fingers under your chin, turning your face towards him. Your noses brushed lightly as his eyes rolled down your lips. "And as actions?… what should I do?" his hoarse voice struck you in a strange way the back and the lower abdomen. "U-umh… Maybe you should… w-well" The breath died in your throat, going to create a knot that pushed down all the words that were going to come out of your lips. " Hmm? I should what, ma Tanhi?" your noses rubbed against each other again, and for a few seconds you deluded yourself that he wanted to kiss you, perhaps failing to realize what was happening. His eyes returned to yours, making you feel a flock of Sturmbeest in your belly. "L-like… kissing her" You whispered with a thread of voice, while his free hand went to move behind your ear some strands of hair, then caress your cheek with his thumb. You swallowed loudly, noticing how Neteyam’s eyes seemed so concentrated in yours, leaving you amazed. "Should I?" His words made you take a deep breath, feeling suddenly weak. "You should…" Neteyam’s smile caught your eyes, staring at his opened lips, which received a mischievous smirk. "Yes, I should."

Suddenly a strong heat hit your body, causing your heart to pump as much blood as possible into your veins as your cheeks burned. Neteyam’s lips met yours, his hands moved from your face to hold the sides of your neck, pressing the thumbs on your jaw. You stood by that unexpected approach, and then only realized it when Neteyam’s tongue pounded against your lips and welcomed it into your mouth. You felt his sweet taste because of the fruit that you both had eaten just before walking into the forest, you moaning in his lips trying to break away from the passionate kiss to catch your breath. Neteyam bit your lip, pulling it with his fangs, now moving his hands between your hair and around your waist, pressing your head against his lips making you groan as your flickering fingers grazed the hard skin of his abdomen. His warm skin contracting under your fingers, as if you were made of pure fire, so much so that when you felt more confident of yourself and your body, you sat on top of him. Your legs tied to his pelvis, squeezing him to you as he did to your body, shuddering when his hand that was once on his waist was now climbing up your bare back, making you arch your body like a cat. You trembled when he came off your lips with a snap that accompanied the sound of the waterfall shattering against the surface of the water, making you pant and gasp to regain the air you had lost. Your red face and half-closed eyes while Neteyam pressed your fingertips on your body.

You feared, for a second, that everything would be over after that kiss and that the embarrassment would lead you two to stay away, but your fears were swept away when you tried to get up from his legs and Neteyam prevented you, starting to kiss your jaw. In silence your bodies were calling each other, you felt the pressure of his whole being against you and new electric shocks hit your back. His soft, moist lips drew wet kisses on your jaw, starting to bite and suck down your neck as your head bent backwards, keeping your eyes half closed. His tongue was even more raw with your already sensitive neck, rough and greedy explored every inch of your skin, occasionally pressing his canines, panting raucously as he savored you. Letting sweet moans come out of your throat in despair as your fingers crawled into his braids, seeking comfort. The curious and hungry eyes of Neteyam studied your skin, feeling contentment in feeling the trembling and shivers he caused you, enjoying your heavy breaths and the noises you made to contain the moans, as if you could be ashamed of something he was trying to hear with such desperation. Your back gently collided against the grass when Neteyam stretched you under him, sliding his lips down your body, as his fingers gently removed the braided top that covered your breasts, as if to give you time to stop him if you wanted. Your eyes rolled backwards as his rough tongue collided against your nipple, and his hand crept in agonizing slowly between your legs, caressing it. You bit your lip violently when you felt the gentle and circular movements of his thumb on your clitoris, feeling the chills come down and hit right where Neteyam was playing with his fingers.

The red cheeks began to burn on your face, as you carried a hand to your mouth to force you not to let him hear your stifled moans, even if your hot body betrayed you. A smothered scream of pleasure instinctively came out of your lips when Neteyam’s fingers slid very easily into you. You suddenly felt airless, your eyes wide open and your body trembling, eager to hear what else he had in store for you. Neteyam’s hoarse laugh made your tail stand on end behind you, while the tip of your head swelled because of excitation, making you blush even more. "No need to be embarrassed, it’s normal that you like this, ma Tanhì" he whispered against your skin, making you arch your back again because of his rough pumping on your breasts. "Shh, baby, just… enjoy the moment and let me hear how much you like it" Neteyam’s voice was getting lower and slower, more sensual, knowing that you would like this. Swallow loudly when Neteyam made his way up to your thighs, leaving behind a trail of burning wet kisses, accompanying his movements with his fingers firmly inside you, which continued to move as if they were waves, making your legs tremble. Your sensitive breasts made you shudder because of the light breeze and saliva that the boy had left on the tip, and when you lowered your head to look for his eyes, you found him blowing against the bundle of nerves that yearned to be satisfied. You once again felt his tongue but this time he was working through your needy folds, loving the way one of his muscles could make you feel all that ecstasy. You whined as your hands went to clench the soft grass to find a foothold to release the frustration of too much pleasure, dropping your head backwards, hoping to muffle as much as possible your desperate moans. Neteyam looked for your face, eager to notice the impatience of your eyes and watch your face become a mess just for him, with the aim of giving you as much pleasure as possible, wanting to feel you up to bring you orgasm. He started savoring your intimacy, tickling your folds with the tip of your tongue, making you grunt as you clenched your teeth. When he started sucking, you felt something break in you, you couldn’t even cover your mouth as you groaned his name without shame, watching as he was focused on feeding on your excitement. Your hand again found place in his hair, pulling them and accompanying his movements as he gave you pleasure. "Look how wet you are for me, you wanted me so badly?" Neteyam said with sensual voice, between a lick and a lukewarm breath to make you shiver and whimping.

Your legs began to feel tired and heavy around his cheeks, trying to close together to stop feeling that tingling and flickering caused by too much pleasure. Neteyam wrapped his big hands around your thighs, opening them wider, locking them as much as possible against the ground below as his fingers sank into your soft flesh. His jaw continued to move between your legs with a heartbreaking rhythm that went from slow and gentle to rude and fast, making your walls tighten around his wet muscle. Neteyam broke away from you when he felt that your intimacy was wet enough not to make you feel pain when he slips inside you. His eyes peered at your body beneath him, still trembling and sensitive, touching your already sweaty skin, worshipping how you writhed and gasped under him. You could only take courage later, drawing him to your lips after your fingers hooked to the necklace on his neck. You tasted your own intrinsic moods in your best friend’s saliva as you embraced his body between your legs, rubbing his covered intimacy with your naked, feeling him grunting in your mouth. You smiled as you felt him vulnerable above you, taking advantage of that moment to put yourself on top of him, your back arched toward him to allow you to continue the kiss that was giving relief to both of you. You began to rub yourself on his still-covered sex, feeling pleasure when his throbbing muscle found space in your heat, moaning with pleasure, as your hands on his chest could feel the contractions and chills running through his body as well.

"Hmhm, I know something you’d like to try." Neteyam said as he wrapped his hands around your bare hips, observing the red and purple spots that covered your body. "What?" you whispered in response, as you detached yourself from his lips, observing him with ardent desire. One of his hands came up on your face, placing three fingers on your jaw and thumb on your lips, caressing your soft mouth, and then gently tapping on it. "Open." he ordered. His eyes following your every move, worshipping the way you obeyed him by opening your mouth and taking his thumb in your mouth, without breaking eye contact. You instinctively began to lick and suck his finger greedily, whining as you felt the slightly salty taste against your tongue. "Good girl, you already understood" Neteyam continued, as his hand on his side began to explore every inch of your body with desire. The Na'vi lowered you to the height of his loincloth and you smiled before taking your face away from where Neteyam was leading you, back on his face, sliding his salivated thumb out of his mouth. "Hmhm, here I decide, 'Teyam" you whispered to his ear, noticing with the corner of your eye his jaw contracted as your fingers find their way under his loincloth, just after picking up some of your moods still dripping from your intimacy, wrapping your phalanges around his needy manhood. You heard him growl after panting because of your touch, his chest rising and the frustrated breath of his nostrils against your neck, making you smile for the effect you had on him. Your hand began to slide up and down his erection with gradual speed, you felt his hoarse and rough groans against your skin, his hands clasping your thighs and his breathless breaths. Your lips went to tease the shell of his ear, leaving some magnate kisses or slight licks. When you felt quite satisfied with how he was also pining under you, you lowered yourself making sure you kept eye contact. Your hand went to move and later rip off his loincloth; Neteyam bit his lip and then groaned deeply when your mouth wrapped around his glans, starting to tease the tip with your tongue. Your head slid along his entire length to completely conceal it, immediately moving the head with greed, making him hiss and wince under you. The vein of his penis pulsed incessantly against the inside of your cheek, as he bit his lip and carried a hand to collect your hair in a tight vise.You felt his erection collide several times against the deepest point of your throat, letting you fuck your mouth by Neteyam, before breaking off with tears of pleasure sliding on your face. Your lips swollen and reddened, covered with drool as you tried to start breathing regularly sent him into ecstasy.

The pre-cum that came out of Neteyam’s sex illuminated your lips, making him turn on more to the vision of you with swollen and dirty lips of him. He took you by the hair and carried you back under him, and then he opened your legs and slid inside you with a facility that you would not have expected. You moaned breathlessly as his hips collided with yours in that way, carrying your hands against his back, beginning to scratch and tighten his skin with need. Your cheeks reddened that welcomed other lukewarm tears, your legs tight around his pelvis and the strong heat that at each push accumulated inside you. His tail wrapped around your heel, holding you still due to spasms of pleasure. Neteyam’s hoarse groans did not delay in striking your ears, as he held you by the hips, caressing your trembling thighs and twitching at each of his lunges. Your sweaty bodies colliding with every little movement, making you more hot and eager to consume you. Your lips met once again, growling at each other every time Neteyam pushed against your G-spot, your willows stirring each other’s hormones still stuck in your mouths. You bit his lips when he began to push and grind inside you shamelessly, growling at him before whining, making him excite even more as he purposely struck where your walls held him tighter due to sensitivity. You felt Neteyam’s body stiffen and twitching above you just before reaching orgasm and pouring out of you in time, then carrying two fingers inside you and starting to pump until you reach your peak shortly after him.

You whimpered loudly after the strong orgasm that mercilessly hit you; your heavy, sore thighs as your orgasm crashed into him and hot splashes of your cum poured over his hand. He gasped entranced, stunned by the lust and how your body looked so soft and relaxed after cumming. You took long deep breaths, looking at the green leaves so far away from you because of the trees too high, the sun that lightly struck the place where you were made you return to reality. You blush when Neteyam lays next to you, looking up at him too.

"Well, then…" He started, while you recovered with your hand the pieces of clothes to cover yourself again, hoping that you both would turn a blind eye. "Hmm…" You whine while avoiding his gaze with all your heart. "Do you think after all this, you realize I have a crush on you? If even this way you don’t understand that I like you, I don’t know what other kind of attention to give you to make it clear" he said casually. You shuddered and looked at him in shock. "Excuse you?" you whispered not really wanting to understand the meaning of his words. "I say, did you understand that you are the girl I was trying to conquer?" Your eyes met and you swallowed. "I don’t know how to ask you more directly than that, and don’t think I’m not afraid to ruin our friendship. But I like you, not just aesthetically, i love every part of you. I’ve been trying to make you understand this for six years, not that I didn’t like you as a child…" His voice was slightly shaky, as you watched him in silence, trying to figure out how to respond. "You never let me know…" you whispered as you blushed. Neteyam laughed and led you to lean on his chest, wrapping your body with arms "You really are a skxawng, ma Tanhì. I’m supposed to be teaching you. But how to figure out that someone has a crush on you." You hit him blushing while hiding your face on his chest. "Yeah, yeah, lessons from a guy who doesn’t even know how to come out and only does it after having sex with his crush. The great Karyu, Neteyam te Suli Tsyeyk'itan" You teased him and then got pinched on the hips by his hands. "Not that you ever noticed I’ve had a crush on you for ages." Neteyam looked at you perplexed, and you couldn’t contain the laughter.

"See? Other than 'lessons'. You’re more Skxawng than I am, ma 'Teyam."

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[thefanficmonster]

please please please write something for Mickey altieri I love him sm

You know I love Mr. Altieri and I'm always happy to write for him 😉 Hope you enjoy this set of headcanons darling 💕

~ Lots of love, Vy 💌

Mickey Altieri having a crush on you in college would include:

You told yourself you wouldn't date in college - for many reasons

Obviously, piles of schoolwork and many hours of studying awaited you and you couldn't imagine yourself forfeiting your future and neglecting all that work for a significant other

But also the upcoming four years are exactly the years meant for being wild and you couldn't afford missing out on any of that due to a commitment to another person

But at this point life had rudely taught you that things rarely go as you hope and plan them to

One of the variables you didn't factor into your planning was Mickey fucking Altieri

The sleek bastard

You'd caught his eye from day one - orientation day, to be exact

He was very fond to see you in his film class and with a bit of asking around he found out you too are a film major

He wasted no time pulling out every flirting trick he can ever remember working on you

All to be dismissed and rejected each and every time

But he's a persistent man, well aware of his charm and charisma

"I'm not your type, I get it. How about we start over? Friends?"

"In your dreams, Altieri." You roll your eyes at his poorly disguised attempt at poking through your guard

"How come you know my last name?"

Your eyes widen before you can stop them

You've just exposed your own snooping agenda

You'd be lying if you said you didn't conduct your own research on this man

Sure, he's attractive, fun to be around, charismatic - magnetic, almost

And, contrary to his claim, just your type

But you refuse to give in

That is until you realize that giving him a chance doesn't automatically mean establishing a relationship

Rather a dynamic

One with the potential to be quite fun and exciting at best

Interesting and eventful at worst

So, when he tries one more time, offering you nothing more than his company to a sorority party

You shock him by agreeing, retorting with a time at which you required him to pick you up from your dorm building

And pick you up he does

You roll your eyes at the corny gesture of a bouquet - or the sorry excuse for one he'd picked up on his way across campus

Still, you can't help but find it endearing

"I knew you'd like me eventually" he is getting cocky, reaching even, but as long as he's able to get a laugh out of you he's satisfied

"Don't hold your breath. I just wanted to go to a party."

"Yeah but you could've gone with anyone else. Just admit you like me, hell won't freeze over."

You narrow your eyes at him a part of you regretting the decision to accept his offer while another corner of your brain is looking forward to the evening the two of you are about to have

"Over my dead body"

Little do you know, he could easily get that arranged

But he'd never do that, not to you anyway

"Ten bucks says they disappear to make out an hour into the party." Hallie says, peering over at Sidney as the two observe their friend meet up for something they adamantly claimed wasn't a date

"You're on." Sid agrees, both girls giggling as they get back to getting ready for the party

A party you and Mickey disappear from about forty-five minutes in, earning Hallie ten dollars

The rest is history - history filled with Mickey poking fun at how quickly your resolve crumbled

Because now, four months later, you're celebrating three months of officially dating

This is one of those rare occasions when life works out a lot better than you'd originally planned it

Some things are better off unplanned

The best things in life come as a surprise, after all

[pixiecactus]

I personally think Arya fell first but Gendry fell harder if the 5 year time skip did happen but I want to hear your thoughts 👀

omg, thank you nonnie for enabling my yapping in written form!!

honestly for me, it’s the complete opposite of your opinion, so i think we can agree to disagree on this one. and if it isn’t a problem for you i’d love to read your own thoughts about gendrya and how you see their dynamic as well!!

you can skip the paragraph in italic if you want since it’s just me explaining how my personal experiences shaped my opinion of why i don’t like that certain dynamic between them.

first i have to admit that i hate the cliche of a little girl having a crush on an older boy, which it’s the change the show did to their dynamic, mostly because it is a kind of “been there, done that” situation for me, i truly was a 11 year old little girl with a crush on a 14 year old boy once (which it was a little weird because i was taller than him and his friend group bullied me until i had enough of it and i decided to cut ties and ghosted them in real life) nothing happened between us until 10 years later when we meet again and suddenly it seemed like he was interested in me (does it reminds you a little bit of the show!gendrya storyline?) but hey, a compulsory heterosexuality decision of mine later i will say that even if i don’t hold any love for show!arya i will always defend her choice of not staying with show!gendry and leaving on her own merry way if the character actually felt like she wasn’t looking for anything serious… what i mean is that from what i saw, people were actually hating on her because of the belief that since show!gendry reciprocates now the romantic feelings she felt in the past, she actually owes him something and that certainly touches a nerve for me… but let’s be honest, with the show pairing it was mostly bad written characters and bad writing in general.

now let me get to explaining why i do believe that gendry is the first of the two to realize his feelings for arya went something beyond friendship before they got separated:

remember that time when gendry told arya that he knew she was a girl and he was mocking her for the cock she didn't have… yeah, i know it sounds weird to bring this as evidence but hear me out. i want to give this moment a little deeper meaning that gendry being just a boy. 

“That’s true. I don’t know why Yoren brought you, but he must have had some reason. You’re still a girl.” “I am not!” “Then pull out your cock and take a piss. Go on.” “I don’t need to take a piss. If I wanted to I could.” “Liar. You can’t take out your cock because you don’t have one. I never noticed before when there were thirty of us, but you always go off in the woods to make your water. You don’t see Hot Pie doing that, nor me neither. If you’re not a girl, you must be some eunuch.” “You’re the eunuch.” “You know I’m not.” Gendry smiled. “You want me to take out my cock and prove it? I don’t have anything to hide.”

i wouldn’t dare to say that gendry is trying to flirt here, absolutely not. but i do see a change of tone in that last sentence, the mocking tone doesn’t come as strong as it was before. of course it just could be gendry being a little shit (i love these moments when we see that he is a child just like arya) now what i also think it’s important in this moment shared between the two of them is that gendry is the one going out of his way to establish a deeper friendship between the two, he’s saying: “look i know your secret and at least around me you don’t have to pretend anymore” and if we mix that with the fact he wanted to leave the others behind and start traveling/surviving only with arya, it feels to me (i may be reading too much into it) like gendry could imagine a future with the two of them living side by side, and if someday after years along the way their friendship changed into a romantic relationship he could see his future self welcoming that change with open arms. and that line of thought comes crashing down for him when he learns that arya is a highborn lady and he knows now that there is a big difference in social standing between the two of them.

i believe that gendry started to crush on arya after escaping harrenhal, sometimes it is obvious that hot pie is pretty much the dead weight of their little group. and we see that in asos when it is just the three of them traveling around the riverlands that arya and gendry simply connect with each other in a way where words aren’t needed between them. gendry becomes arya's most trusted friend and a sort of unofficial right hand man (boy?) arya has always been friendly with people no matter their social standing, so i don’t think gendry gets special treatment from arya but gendry who seems to dislike most people that he meets, he certainly gives special treatment to arya and no one else.

i guess i forgot to say that a headcanon that i will stand behind is that for me, gendry was younger than dany in agot, so i think of him being a 12 year old in that book and i think of him being a 14 year old the last time we see him in affc, so the age difference i see between gendrya is less than the five years we already know. it’s strange i know, when i go back to read agot again we have tobho saying that gendry is big for his age (something i’m personal with because it was the same for me and people always thought i was at least 3 years older than my real age) then we go reading gendry in acok and he seems and sounds like he is just a few months from becoming a “man grown” and already sporting a thick beard. next we have asos where gendry acts more childish and is referred to as only a boy by the men of the bwb at the peach. and it looks to me as grrm started to realize that the five year skip wouldn’t be possible and started to hit the brakes in gendry actually getting older and our boy’s last appearance is in affc where brienne sees him and you guessed it, he’s still a boy with a boy’s voice so it seems like gendry was younger than what people assumed all along (?)

in asos the jealousy goes both ways. gendry seems to dislike the pure fact that someone like edric dayne even exists and that this boy dares to be friendly to arya. and our girl arya holds the lie that gendry told her about him and bella at the peach against him even after months of happening. asos give us precious moments as well, gendry seeing arya wearing a dress for the first time and our dearly beloved acorn hall, and the moment they share in the forge of acorn hall just strengthen my belief that gendry is a boy with his first crush and he's completely smitten with the girl that he likes, he compliments her and when she’s very cross with him because arya simply doesn’t believe anyone other than jon or/and her father would ever compliment her appearance, he does anything (tickling her) so he can make her laugh… it’s messy, both of them are kids that don’t know how to deal with this type of feelings and i love to see it.

i have written before about how people always depict arya as angry at gendry for abandoning her, which it’s the way that arya believes things happened back then and i have a bone to pick with that headcanon, because yeah we read arya lashing in anger at gendry with a “go and get killed why should i have to care” but honestly that’s it. arya is just hurt about his decision and can’t bring herself to understand why after everything they have gone through together gendry would choose to leave her. because she sees gendry as her equal not as someone who is way below her in a social ranking. now it’s telling to me that when arya thinks of gendry after separating she quickly tries to change her line of thought and when she remembers him is mostly the gendry that spent time with her in harrenhal, when gendry’s friendship and loyalty was still a given for her. i’m paraphrasing here but in one her chapters we see something along the lines “i was stupid thinking that gendry and hot pie wanted to be my friends and part of my pack” arya’s self esteem issues run deep (and personally i think we could add abandonment issues to that mix) that i can see her blindly believing she is unwanted without a second thought (unless that second thought actually is someone called jon snow) i’m putting all my hopes in arya having a possible apprenticeship with courtesans that results in arya gaining confidence in herself and her looks because she was never ugly to begin with.

that brings me to how i imagine they would react if they met again after five years without seeing each other. firstly, i think that someone, anyone really would have to tell gendry to close his gaping mouth, because there she is, his first friend and a girl he has long thought dead a few meters away from his own living body. i see gendry feeling like hope is entering his life again (i never touched upon this idea before in this post but i do see that arya for gendry is a sort of beacon of hope for better things, a better future, etc) and yeah, gendry’s previous crush on arya comes back with a vengeance, i think that losing arya really did a number on gendry’s psyche and after reuniting i see him without a doubt being ride or die for arya stark (pledging his sword to her, maybe) and if gendry liked arya when she was dirty, hungry, tired and with a bad haircut after another bad haircut, gendry doesn’t stand a chance now to deny his own feelings anymore.

when trying to imagine arya’s reaction i can’t help but think that she’d be the most reserved of the two. i couldn’t see her being open to rekindling a past friendship that contains the possibility of being emotionally hurt by him again at first. after all, in arya's mind, gendry was the one to abandon her and the one who didn’t want to be her friend anymore. i’m not saying that gendry would have to grovel at her feet but i think that regaining arya’s trust will take time for sure. now, i can’t get out of my head the idea of arya recognizing that gendry is attracted to her by observing him with the knowledge she has learned back in braavos, but at the same time she is desperately searching for excuses to not confront that reality. also there’s the fact that we could see that arya liked looking at gendry, with her always noticing his deep blue eyes and the thick black hair that fell in between them, how his muscles moved and how strong she deemed him to be, of course arya didn’t make anything of this back then because she was just a child and obviously it flew over her head, i just like the thought that someday after spending time getting reacquainted with one another the realization it will come all crashing down on arya like oh… oh…

to end this, i also want to add that i feel i’m like one of five people in the whole world that believes that gendry would be the virgin one instead of arya if things were to go that way in the books with the five year skip added.

also as a thank you for putting with my nonsense have this screenie of my gendrya s!ms!!

[deathmetalunicorn1]

Yohoo! Can i request a angsty scenario of ror gods(poseidon, thor and hercules) x freader.

Lets just say that they were arranged marriage and they have a misunderstanding towards the freader because they thought that she is emotionless and cruel villainess, little do they know that the freader is not emotionless shes just create a barrier in her heart to avoid being hurt and betrayed, she is kind and most of all she is a hero but hiding in the shadows.

The freader also misunderstood the god that they already have a lover.

And this is where the angsty part suddenly the pantheon/kingdom was attacked and the god was in the different place where they are assigned to defend it the reader sacrifice her life in exchange for the others. When the gods collect the reader things for the funeral they suddenly found a diary where they learned her tragic story, their misunderstanding about them, and how they fall in love to her husband. The god also found a box that freader should give to them in their birthday but because of the misunderstanding she didn't had a chance to do it.

-Unlike your dream wedding, where you would marry the man of your dreams out of love, you were forced into an arranged marriage by your cruel uncle to a man you had never met before.

-You were rumored to be an evil and vain woman, spoiled beyond belief, greedy and cruel to others.

-Those rumors couldn’t be farther from the truth.

-Your uncle killed your parents and beat you into silence, so he could inherit all of your parent’s wealth, telling you that you were only good to marry off for connections and if you said anything you would be tortured slowly until death.

-You were terrified of pain so you complied, building a wall around you, to protect yourself, so you came off quiet and a bit aloof, but to others, you came off as cold.

-Your marriage was not a happy one, your husband never sought you out, treating you like a pest, doing his best to ignore you for the two years he needed to be married to you, via the contract with your uncle.

-The servants, however, were quick to learn the truth, realizing that you were a kind person, just guarded, as you always spoke to them with respect, not like they were beneath you, earning their respect and admiration.

-Your husband was another story, as he never saw this side of you, as he always treated you with so much hostility, despite never giving him a reason to be.

-You just took it, praying that you would survive, mentally and emotionally, until he would divorce you, then you would run away and live quietly, far away from both your uncle and your cold husband.

-Despite his hostility towards you, you couldn’t help but admire him, he was such a strong leader, loved and admired by all. You respected him fiercely and made sure to never do anything to embarrass him.

-Your heart broke, after a little over a year, when you saw him having tea with another woman, who was dressed in a rather risqué dress, flirting shamelessly with him.

-You left before he told her off, telling her that he was a married man and when she tried to bat her eyes at him, saying that you didn’t give him what she could provide, he got up and left her.

-Your husband was stunned to find you a few days later, sitting with a couple of children, one on either side of you and a younger one in your lap, reading to them, a gentle smile on your face, one he hadn’t seen before.

-He paid a bit more attention, listening to the servants speak about how kind you were. It confused him as he thought you were just like your uncle, cruel and evil.

-It was three weeks later when your uncle laid siege to the massive home you lived in, wanting to kill both you and your husband so he could inherit the wealth.

-You were reading to the children when the attack happened, immediately telling them to run as the guards ran to face the enemies and you ran with the servants.

-You heard a child scream and you could only turn in slow motion, seeing a cruel man about to strike down a child with a sword.

-You don’t think you’ve moved so fast in your life, grabbing a water pitcher and catching the blade, disarming the enemy before grabbing the sword, putting yourself between the servants and children and the group of men who were quick to find your group, defenseless.

-Your husband quickly dealt with the attack, handling it with ease until he turned as one of the maids ran for him, “Save Y/N! She’s can’t fight them all off on her own!”

-His blood ran cold, hearing another group of enemies had found you.

-When he arrived, the sound of sobbing children was all he could hear, his eyes widening, seeing the bodies of a total of eight men, attackers, all dead, the servants you protected and the children sitting around your dead body, a small smile on your face.

-He was told that you protected them all, allowing one of the maids to run for help, by showing your own skills with a sword, but eight on one was bad odds.

-Your body was covered in wounds, large stab wounds that you continued to fight with, fighting through the pain to keep them safe.

-When the last man fell, that’s when you also fell, dying with a smile on your face.

-His family were quick to answer the call to arms, arriving when the battle was over with, seeing (God) cradling your body.

-You were buried with full honors, honored as a hero for your actions and when his family helped him clean out your modest room, he found your diary and a neatly wrapped present.

-They learned of your uncle’s crimes, the murder of your parents and the abuse you were forced to endure, being beaten into silence, as well as the rumors about how cold and cruel you were, when you were just trying to protect yourself.

-He immediately gave orders to capture your uncle and be brought to him for immediate execution. None opposed his order.

-He could see in your words the love you had for him, starting off as respect before moving to love, causing his heart to break because he treated you so coldly.

-His heart broke a second time when he read the misunderstanding with that other woman, believing her to be his lover, the woman who made him happy.

-Your desire to last until the divorce and your plans to live in a quiet countryside home, surrounded by flowers and an orchard was so simple sounding, it sounded so nice.

-He looked at the gift box, after reading your diary, that you had gotten him a present for his birthday, which made him smile softly, as he hadn’t celebrated it in years, but you couldn’t find a way to give it to him, especially after seeing him with another woman.

Poseidon- It had been hours since the funeral, since you were laid to rest, friends and his family all around, many weeping. Poseidon felt numb, for once, he felt regret and anguish, having wished that he was a better husband to you. His family had long left his home, leaving Poseidon alone in his room, his opened birthday gift in his hands, hunched over, his tears finally falling. You had made him a brooch, meant for formal wear, made of black pearls, lapis lazuli stones, and a bright white metal, it was beautiful. He clutched it to his chest, a soft sob escaping him as he wished to have you back, wanting a second chance to love you how you should have been loved.

Thor- Thor stood out in the rain hours after you were laid to rest, Odin and even Loki coming out to get him multiple times, worried about him. Thor didn’t want to move, as the rain was masking his tears as he mourned you. All he could think of was how he could have done better, he should have made sure you were safe, he could have done more, and maybe you would still be there with him. When he finally returned to his room, the gift box on his desk, he opened it, shredding the paper and instantly he smiled, more tears welling in his eyes. It was a necklace, a thick chain holding a pendant shaped like Mjolnir, tiny intricate details carved into the metal, it was a project that took months to create. He slipped the necklace on, the pendant hanging just above his heart as he squeezed it, letting his tears fall once more.

Hercules- Cried for what felt like hours, sitting in front of your grave, his family long gone, the sun long set beyond the horizon, but his tears wouldn’t stop. He felt like garbage, treating you in such a way, not giving you a chance to understand why you were the way you were, he just let his judgement be swayed by opinions. He vowed to never judge another without knowing them first ever again, not wanting to repeat what he now regrets ever again. Your gift to him broke his heart, a lion stuffed animal that looked like him, handmade by you, as you had written that you knew he desired children, with the hopes one day he would have one with the one he loved and give that child the lion. He wanted you, he wanted to have a child with you. He just wanted you back, even if it was just to apologize, then maybe his heart wouldn’t hurt so bad as another sob made his shoulders shake.

[callsignbaphomet]

@apothecaryforwearysouls

There's a lot of people so I'll just stick to key people lol.

Jelani: He was terrified of him. He was bleeding out and had just regained consciousness and he sees this unknown man looming over the hole he was thrown into and he's never seen him before. Everyone he had ever met up to that point hurt him in some way and he wasn't sure what new twisted form of torture his abusers were coming up with but as soon as Jelani went down the hole and spoke to him softly and wrapped him in his coat and carefully carried him out he sort of relaxed and didn't let go of him until they all arrived back at the compound and even then Jelani had to carry him directly to the doctors because he didn't wanna let go of him because at that moment a lot of things were happening, there were a lot of people he didn't know, a lot of yelling and shouting, his abusers were threatening to kill people and some man he didn't know was claiming to be his grandfather but Jelani remained quiet and quietly reassured him that everything was going to be okay and that he was safe now. That was the very first time someone held him and spoke to him instead of hitting him or stabbing him or abusing him in any way and actually spoke to him instead of yelling and shouting at him or threatening him. That's why Angelus formed that safety link to Jelani. It was the very first time he felt safe.

Aleksey: He didn't see Alek until days later but he did hear his voice. When he clung on to Jelani he'd buried his face on his chest and didn't look up out of fear. He never met Alek before and was confused when he heard him tell him he was his grandfather.

((The reason Aleksey hadn't come to get Angelus was because when Nicholas sold Angelus Nicholas told Alek that his wife and son had been found by slayers and were both killed. So all those years Alek believed Angelus had died when he was 2 years old until one of the abusers had grown a conscious and wrote to Alek and told him EVERYTHING.))

Loke and Trevor: I put them both together because Jelani is never far from his brother and Trevor was always close to the two siblings. When Jelani handed Angelus over to the doctors he didn't see him again for almost a year. His initial recovery was not easy or pretty and it took doctors a very long time. From getting him to relax to rebreaking bones to set them right and a bunch of stuff I don't wanna mention here. Anyway, once he was okay enough to walk the premises he actually sought out Jelani who was, to no one's surprise, with Loke and Trevor. Jela introduced him to them and he was afraid at first but when they spoke to him the same way that Jelani did he felt safe enough though it had to do with the fact that Jelani was there. With time he formed a close bond to them as well and even learned to communicate non-verbally because of Trevor and he was the one who taught him to write while Jelani taught him how to read and Loke taught him to express himself better without fear.

Ginger: She's like a little sister to him and both instantly formed a strong friendship given the fact that both are arcane users and powerful ones at that. She didn't know anyone and once Angelus initially recovered he had the habit to make sure any new people weren't feeling alone. Once they got to talking and found out each were magic users it was almost instant friendship.

Uthorim: Oh, he instantly thought he was lovely. He really gravitated to his face because to him he looked really kind and soft though he noticed he was big and strong so he also instantly thought he was hot. Angelus was the first to notice that Uthorim was focusing a lot on Loke and very subtly nudged at Jelani and both got a kick out of watching Loke not realize this teddy bear of a mountain of a man was flirting with him. Don't worry, Jelani told Loke lol.

[ase-trollplays]

Suddenly remembering all the times I was asked out or taken on a date

Except I'm a Dense Motherfucker and literally didn't realize that that's what was happening and thought they were being completely platonic about it

My best friend in highschool, a boy named Danny, bought me roses and candy for Valentine's Day through a fundraiser the school was doing and invited me to the Valentine's Day dance that weekend. I thought he was just humoring me bc I'd spent the last two weeks bitching and moaning about being single. An hour into the dance, he had to pull me aside and explain that he had a crush on me and meant for that night to be a date. I was completely mind-blown.

The GSA at the community college I was attending was throwing a second-chance prom, and one of the girls asked if I was going. I said no bc I had no formal clothes or money to purchase any. She offered to let me borrow something of hers, but I declined because I'm bigger than her so I doubted anything she had would fit me. Plus, I felt like I didn't deserve to go since I already had my proms and experienced them exactly how I wanted to. Only years later, after talking with one of my LGBT friends, did I realize that she was trying to ask me to be her date for the prom.

Also during my community college days, a different girl invited me to read Marceline/Princess Bubblegum lesbian fanfic, took me to her favorite cafe, walked around town with me, and ended the night taking me to a really nice restaurant. Still had no idea.

My bff at the art school I went to spent the first three months of our friendship flirting with me, and I had absolutely no idea. She even took me out on a dinner-and-a-movie date, and only for a split second did it occur to me that maybe, this could potentially be a date. I then threw out the whole thought bc of course that's not what this is, and when did I become so arrogant as to think she's into me just bc we spend time together constantly? I didn't realize that she'd been down horrendous until just two years ago when she told me. Once again, mind blown. Mind you, we met way back in 2013. She thought I was fully aware and just trying to let her down gently by being unreceptive.

[themerchliing]

Jan Van Eck hired the best tutors from every corner of the world to teach his son multiple subjects — Wylan has always been home-schooled — with particular attention given to the fact that Wylan never learned to read or write. Ever since he was a child, he struggled with it and the frustrations from his father didn’t help matters.

At eight, after his mother’s death (or so he thinks…) Jan became abusive. He constantly called Wylan a moron and couldn't stand to be around him. He resorted to beatings to scare him into working harder, but Wylan’s brain genuinely struggled with words and the abuse made it worse rather than motivating him to do better.

With tutors coming and going, most of them too frustrated with the boy to continue (as well as Jan establishing a rule that said no tutor would be employed for more than two years if they didn't succeed), a new one appeared when Wylan was eighteen. Upon working with Wylan, he realized that he was incredibly smart — something that his father never took the time to notice. He used Wylan’s fondness for math, problem-solving, and art to teach him in a way that would make sense to Wylan’s unique brain — by using diagrams and maps:

“I used to meet with one of my tutors here, back when my father still thought … The tutor had a lot of interesting stories. And I always liked the maps. Tracing the letters sometimes made it easier to … It’s how I found the passage.” - Wylan.

The tutor was patient and encouraged Wylan to try, knowing that he’d given up due to his father’s impatience and constant abuse. Progress was sometimes slow, sometimes non-existent, but the tutor would still praise him. Due to this, Wylan slowly developed a desire to hear more praise which often made him seek validation. He didn’t get anything like that from his father, so he turned to the tutor for it. Over the course of the next few months, Wylan also developed a crush. Up until that point, he’d been aware that he had no interest in girls, instead preferring to wonder about men.

One night, he decided to flirt with the tutor. It was on a whim and he didn’t think anything would come of it. However, when the tutor reacted in a positive way and responded with flirting of his own, Wylan was surprised. It opened his eyes up to the world of his own sexuality. They kissed and did other intimate things before the tutor took his leave, too guilty to take it all the way despite Wylan wanting to. However, that was all it took for Wylan to wonder if maybe there might be more to life than constant studying and being trapped in the Van Eck mansion.

After Wylan’s stepmother, Alys, became pregnant, Wylan’s father attempted to have Wylan killed in order to protect the repute of the Van Eck name and erase Wylan from public memory. His father told Wylan he was going to study music in Belendt, but instructed two of his guards to kill Wylan on the browboat as they left Ketterdam. After nearly being strangled, Wylan jumped into the canal and eventually swam to shore.

Now twenty-years-old, Wylan ended up in the Barrel, where he rented a room at a boarding house and hid for a few days before venturing out to find work at a tannery, barely able to make enough money to scrape by. He went by Wylan Hendriks, his mother’s surname. After he made some money, he purchased a workshop for cheap because nobody else wanted it and the seller wanted it off his hands. This is where he does his demo work, but also where he lives, which is seen in season two.

He was strapped for cash after purchasing the workshop, so when Kaz Brekker showed up to ask him to make a phosphorus bomb that he could use against the Darkling, Wylan agreed, thinking it would be a one-time thing and not a real step into Kaz's world.

However, a couple of weeks later, he met Jesper Fahey while exploring the Barrel on one of his rare days off. The two were instantly attracted to each other and spent the entire day together, which ended in them nearly becoming intimate that night. However, Wylan decided to flee, thinking that it was dangerous to become attached to someone and that, even after the lovely day they had, it was just too good to be true.

After that, he visited his old rented room at the boarding house to retrieve something he'd forgotten only to discover that his father had sent a letter; this showed that Jan was aware that Wylan was alive. Panicked by this — he was afraid his father would send more men to kill him — Wylan decided to quit his apprenticeship at the tannery so that he could focus on doing demo work for Kaz. His father continued to send letters in an attempt to taunt him, knowing that his son couldn't read them. However, Wylan now living in his workshop, fortunately never received them.

[tessherongraystairs]

Super long explanation about what happened with Sean that I recorded and then put into text

He and I met in September, we met at a debate competition. He was flirting with everyone there, including me. He said it was just for jokes, he's not looking for anything serious. He's not in a relationship, nothing like that. He's happy being single and blah, blah, blah, whatever bus ride back. He's like groping my thigh and he's like saying all this stuff flirting with me and I was like going along with it because I again thought it was just for jokes and I'm a very touchy touchy person. So like I didn't mind it and it wasn't until he got a little weird with it that I was really uncomfortable, but I didn't say anything because we were only like 10 minutes away from the school at that point. And I didn't want to make a big fuss or whatever for like 10 minutes. And then November rolls around. specifically November 21st rolls around. That date is important. and again, he's, he said he tells me, oh, nothing serious. Nothing like that. And it's freezing. It is freezing cold. I'm freezing. And again I'm a very touchy person. He said he's not in a relationship. Nothing serious. And I'm, I'm very touchy with my friends so I didn't think anything of it. And he's like, only flirting with me this time, only me and he's like, all over me and he's like, constantly, like touching me in some way or having his jacket wrapped around me or blah, blah, blah, something like that. I found out later that two of the friends that we met there were actually super uncomfortable with what happened. They were like, "yeah, I know you looked really uncomfortable" and I really was looking back. On the ride back. We had to sit in separate seats. Thank God. and then New Year rolls around. I get his number from a mutual friend. He's flirting with me all the time. I'm flirting back because I think it's like, I think we're joking and then he tells me at the end of January he goes, "oh ha ha. Yeah no, my girlfriend, like, you know, her math husband, like he asked her to be his Valentine and she said yes. And now they're a "couple". So I don't have anyone" and I was like, "oh, man, I didn't realize you had a girlfriend, like you never said anything". And he goes, "oh, yeah. No. Like, it's kind of new, you know, like, it's nothing like, it's like we're kind of new and whatever." And then he tells theme a few days later, he's like, "hey, do you have any plans for Valentine's Day?" And I said no. And he goes, "oh, maybe we could do something." I was like, "oh, are you asking me out?" He said yes. So we started going out, then I met his girlfriend and then I found out he had another girlfriend. They were in a polycule and I was like, oh, that, that's a little weird. Not super upsetting. I wish he had told me but, and they seemed cool with me. So they apparently knew about me. I just didn't know about them, which is like red flags all around but whatever. And then March rolls around. We go to the girlfriend's I previously mentioned math husband. We went to his birthday party. I only know him(ex), the friend and the two girlfriends. I only know them. And halfway through the party he turns to me and he's laughing and he goes, "I don't even know why we're together" and everyone looks at him like you did not just say that to your girlfriend.

And then so I left, upset, and then later I went over to the girlfriend's house and, her name's Roze, I went over to her house and I talked to her. I was like, this is, that was really shitty. Like I feel awful. And like, also I'm like, I feel really uncomfortable when he calls me his boyfriend and like only uses, he/him pronouns for me and like only uses masculine compliments. Like he never ever uses anything feminine for me. And she tells me, yeah, I know it's super weird that he is doing that. And then we called the other girlfriend and we kind of put everything together and I was like, hey, when did you guys get together? And then Rose, she told me they got together November 20th and I was like, what? And she goes, yeah. And I was like, he told me he wasn't in a relationship on November 21st and she goes "seriously?" and I said, "yeah". And then the other girlfriend on the phone, she chimes in, she goes, "he and I started going out in August!" and then we're all sitting there like, oh my God, this guy's a fucking asshole. He's been lying to us and then we're talking with the friend, the math husband or whatever. And he tells us that he's actually been faking his anemia issues and that he only uses a cane because he, like, wants sympathy from people. Like he wants people to think that he's disabled but he's not actually, and he's actually talked about how he's not actually disabled and how he wants an excuse to use the cane, which, like, you can just use a cane, like you don't have to be disabled to use one. It looks cool no matter what. And so that was just like the whole situation and that's pretty much what happened

Apologies for the amount of times I said the word like and if this didn't make any sense, it's midnight rn and im really out of it-

DAMN

I skimmed it coz I’m at like four percent

but damn asshole

boooo

I’ll throw that mf in the Thames frfr

[andillneverbethesame]

back stabber pt. 2

❦ pairings: sirius black x fem!reader

❦ warnings: kinda angst and fluff, making out, swearing, hint of a smut at the end.

❦ word count:

❦ a/n: not my gif. i also want to thank you all for the support you showed at the part 1. i love you vsgsvsvvwvs.

pt. 1

"i just don't understand," you sobbed with your head on lily's lap. "did i do something wrong, guys? mary probably slept with sirius as a revenge, don't you think? didn't i perhaps accidentically make fun of or something?"

dorcas sighed. "i don't think it's your fault, y/n, stop blaming yourself. and even if you did make fun of her, i don't believe mary's cruel enough to do this as revenge for something silly like that. if you ever offended me, i would do the same to you and not sleep with your partner or someone you like. there must be something else."

"i think your speech didn't calm her nerves down, love," said marlene. "especially the 'there must be something else'."

dorcas looked at you with apologetic smile. "i'm sorry."

"don't be." you waved it off and sat down, your head leaving the ginger's lap and you wiped your tears away. "it's mary who should be sorry and i expect to receive an apology and explanation as soon as possible." you paused. "well, not actually as soon as possible. i need to cool down first or i'll smash her head against the nearest wall."

lily only nodded, she has been quiet for this past hour. probably because she didn't have anything appropriate to say. no matter how mad you were at mary, she was also lily's friend and you didn't want them to stop being friends only because of you.

lily wanted to drag mary here by the girl's ear, but you refused. if mary wouldn't come here with an apology and an explanation, then she didn't value your friendship that much as you thought.

lily didn't think before she spoke. "if someone knew i like james and then slept with him, i'd turn into a devil."

your eyes widened. you knew that you should focus on the 'i'd turn into a devil', but there was 'i like james'.

"did you just-"

there was a knock on the door.

"come in," shouted lily and the door opened, revealing james, making the ginger girl blush.

potter's face saddened at the sight of yours. "may i talk to you?"

"sure." you shrugged. you then stood up, turned to lily and said "we'll talk about this later" before following james out of the room, closing the door behind you so you two could have privacy.

"so-"

"sirius fancies you," he cut you off before you could say anything else. "like a lot."

you froze when you heard those words escaping the boy's lips and you stared at him in confusion. so lily wasn't lying after all. not that you thought a loyal friend like her could ever lie to you but you weren't sure she was correct about everything.

james snapped his fingers in front of your face. "hello? earth to y/n. love, are you alright?"

"eh, just confused," you said. "if he fancies me, then why-"

"he sort of gave up on you," james explained. "i know. i was suprised as much as you are, believe me. i guess he matured enough to realize that you may not be interested in him so he let you go, thinking it's the best for both you and him. i never thought i'd see this day. it's weird though. he fancies you since like fourth year, he always flirted with you and annoyed you until you hexed him and suddenly. . . he just. . . i don't know."

"but i don't want sirius to give up on me. i am interested in him, james, i love him." shit. you were screwed up.

james seemed to be shocked at your words and so were you. "wow, well, i didn't expect that, but alright."

"james," you spoke. "what's the point of this conversation?"

"there's something you don't know, y/n," said janes softly. "something that could help you realize why mary did what she did." you raised an eyebrow, signalizing for him to continue. "their first hook-up was at the end of june. at that huge party in gryffindor common room."

"but i told lily, marlene and mary i like sirius that night. . ."

he nodded. "i'm getting there. she told you that you shouldn't go after him later that night, right? because he was kind of a manwhore. ." you hummed. "she also told you that you should go after someone else. you ended up making out with that hufflepuff guy."

"yeah, jake watson." you remembered. "i still don't know where are you going with this."

"mary liked that guy," said james. you opened your mouth to say something but he was quick enough to cut you off. "when she saw you and him, she got upset and she remembered you like sirius, who, by the way, got mad at jake for making out with you because sirius wanted to be him. don't ask me how did mary and sirius end up in one room, fucking each other's brains out because i don't know and i don't think i will ever want to know."

"but mary told me i should snog jake!" you exclaimed.

james sighed. "that was dorcas."

"shit," you cursed under your breath. "i should go apologize." you were about to walk away but stopped yourself quickly. "wait, it's not my fault. i didn't know mary likes jake, therefore i have nothing to apologized for. mary, however, slept with sirius, knowing, i, also known as her bestfriend, like him. so she's the one who should beg for forgiveness, not me."

• • •

"i didn't know that," said lily after you told them about your conversation with james. you gave her a look, not believeing that lily didn't know something. "i'm serious, y/n, i didn't know."

at that moment, not bothering to knock, as it was her dorm as well, mary walked into the room with guilty expression on her face.

marlene, dorcas and lily looked at each other. as if they had their own language you didn't understand, they all stood up and made their way out of the room. you watched them in desbelief before muttering "traitors".

and then only you and mary were in the room. there was a very uncomfortable and an awkward silence between you two. mary seemed to think about something, probably of the words that will soon leave her lips.

the girl sat on your bed. "look, i-"

"no wait," you stopped her quickly and took a deep breath. "this afternoon, i wanted to confess to sirius about how i feel because lily finally gave me the courage to do so after having none for almost two years. i couldn't wait to finally tell him everything because i was sure that he fancies – or loves – me too. when i saw you two naked in the same fucking bed, i hoped that it was a stupid nightmare. when i realized it wasn't, i felt a sharp pain in my chest. as if you stole that large knife from the kitchens and stabbed me with it – keep stabbing me while ripping my heart out of my body. that's exactly how i felt because you betrayed me. you knew i loved sirius and you still decided to sleep with him just because you were horny! just because i kissed a guy, who i didn't know you liked!"

mary sighed, surprised at your outburst. "james told you."

you nodded. "he did. if he didn't, i would still be crying my eyes out with my head on lily's lap, not knowing what i did for you to hate me so much to do this."

"no, you didn't do anything wrong, y/n." mary wanted to put her hand on your shoulder but you moved it out of her reach. she understood and moved her hand away. "i was just very angry seeing your tongue in jake's throat. i was angry, drunk and, as you said, horny. i'm so so so sorry. i don't expect you to forgive me so soon."

you forced out a laugh. "believe me, i wasn't even thinking about doing that."

"just do me a favor," she spoke softly. "come to the astronomy tower at midnight. you will not regret."

• • •

you didn't know why you were doing mary a favor because she should be the one doing a favor for you but here you were; in the dark halls of hogwarts, hoping that none of the prefects – or worse: professors – will catch you. if they did, you'd simply pretend you are sleepwalking.

you thought that lighting the tip of your wand would be too risky so the only source of light for you was the moon that lit the halls slightly through the windows.

thankfully, you were very close to the stairs to the tower. a few moments later, you finally arrived there and walked up the stairs, cold night wind hitting your body as you drew closer.

you weren't blind and you saw sirius. he was sitting on the ground, his back leaning against a column.

you walked closer to him. there were barely two meters between you two.

"what are you doing here?" you asked. he didn't seem startled by your sudden presence. as if he knew you were coming.

"same as you," he answered, not looking at you. "mary threatened me to cut my dick off. i'm not going to give you the details of what she said – it's quite disgusting. and i didn't want to risk it."

you raised an eyebrow in amusement. "are you saying that if mary hadn't threatened you, you wouldn't come here?"

the boy looked at you with wide eyes. "no," he said quickly. "i mean – that's not what i meant. i would come here either way but i was just nervous. . ."

"nervous?" you chuckled, sitting beside him and he nodded. "i don't believe that, black? you and nervous?"

"i know. it's unbelieveable, but it's true. i hate to admit it, y/l/n, but you do, in fact, make me nervous."

you were thankful for the darkness, because he couldn't see how flushed you were. you didn't say anything and looked in front of you at the beautiful moon. you felt a pair of light blue eyes on you, making your cheeks become even more red than they already were.

"stop staring," you spoke quietly, not sure if he even had heard you.

"i'm not staring," he answered. "i'm admiring.

oh, god.

"cheesy." you rolled your eyes but then smiled, letting him know that you actually liked him being cheesy. your face then grew serious. "do you like me?"

"like you?" he scoffed. "of course, i do. i think you are the most amazing woman in hogwarts – in the whole world. i don't know what you did to make me feel like this about you. there's something about you that i absolutely love. it's not your looks, though i love them. i guess it's your personality. you are an incredibly kind soul, and i love how hard to get you play."

you shrugged and then swung your leg over his lap so you were straddling him. "i'm not playing anything right now, sirius."

he placed one of his hands on your hip and the other on your face as you wrapped your arms around his neck. before you could do anything else, he brought your lips to his and kissed you passionately. you gasped and he took the advantage of it, entering your mouth with his tongue.

you moved your hips and he moaned, gripping your waist more tightly as you repeated the movements, groans escaping his lips immediately.

"you're going to be the death of me," he whispered.

you didn't know if the goosebumbs were from his words or from the cold wind. however, you knew you were cold.

"wanna take this into the common room, pretty boy?"

he nodded.

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[scholastic-dragon]

About Time

Peter Quill x GNreader

Warnings: mentions of drinking and death

You and Peter had been childhood friends, inseparable from the moment you two met on the playground.

Until, his mom got sick. He closed himself off from you. You understood, at least a little bit from what your parents told you. You wanted to comfort your best friend but he wouldn't let you in.

Then the news came in, his mother had passed away and he ran away. You were devastated, not only did you loose your best friend, but you also lost Miss Quill.

You did hear or see anything from Peter until about 10 years later. Your grandparents had just forced you to enroll in a university you didn't want.

You were walking home from the university, backpack slung over your shoulder when something hit the back of your head.

"Hey, Y/n!" You spun around, you knew that voice. A small rock hit your chest by a small alleyway with trash cans. "Over here!"

Getting your pepper spray ready you slowly moved into the alleyway.

"Hello?" You called out, jumping when a garage bag fell over. A man stood from behind a trash can. He was very tall, wearing a thick leather jacket and a metal helmet.

"Y/n, it's me!" As Peter removed his face mask, you pulled out your pepper spray and sprayed him right in the eyes. "Agh, shit!"

After the pepper spray wore off he explained who he was and where he had gone off to. It was a ling discussion that ended with you going back to the Ravagers with him and joining them.

Now it's 2 years later.

You and Peter clicked and it was like your friendship never ended. You laughed, joked, drank, and even lightly flirted with each other.

But he wouldn't make a move. Much to your dismay. You'd been harboring a crush on the infamous Star-Lord for about 3 months now, and he was clueless.

What it worse is the other Ravagers knew of your crush and even told you of his shared feelings.

"Isn't it a bit obvious, boy turns redder redder Mars," Yondu chuckled at your confused face.

"He even admitted to it when we was out drinkin' the other night, he's got it bad for ya," Kraglin nodded along in agreement.

Which is why at the end of the week you had suggested that the two of you go out for drinks.

He eagerly agreed and the night progressed, casual conversation turned slightly flirty before an alarm went off on his watch.

"Damn, Yondu wants us back...at the ship, it's gettin' dark out," His words slurred slightly before getting higher in pitch.

"Alright, let's head out," You paid for the tab and pulled him back towards the ship. He was draped over your shoulder, feet moving awkwardly.

You got him to his bunk and he flopped down face fist onto his bed.

"Come on, Quill," You groaned removing his heavy jacket and hanging in his closet. He rolled over and pulled off his boots.

You sighed, feeling the night wad a failure in getting him to realize your feelings. You turned and headed for the door.

"Aren't you gonna tuck me in?" Peter asked loudly, throwing his hands up.

"Fine, but just this once," You walked back over to his bed as he quickly pulled the covers back and layed under them.

His large smile was contagious as you tucked the blankets all around his body, feeling his eyes staring at you intently.

"Can you play my music?" He asked softly, you nodded. Reaching over you pressed play on a small speaker he had. Quiet music filled the room and he bobbed his head softly.

"Is this good?" You asked with a smile, patting his stomach.

"Not quite, I can still move my legs," He shook his head and dramatically moved his legs all around his bed.

You rolled your eyes and tucked him back in, tighter this time. Meeting his eyes again you smiled.

"Better?" He nodded, eyes starting to flutter and close. "Goodnight, Quill,"

"Wait," You had barely turned when his hand reached out of the blankets to grab yours. His thumb traced your pulse point. "Can I have a kiss goodnight?"

Your face flushed, but you nodded. Leaning over the bed and placing a soft kiss on his forehead. He hummed softly, still holding your wrist.

As you pulled away he leaned in and placed a little (and sloppy) kiss to your cheek. You stared at him with wide eyes and a red face.

"Peter-"

"I've been wanting to do that for forever now," He murmered softly. "Thankfully now I can,"

"What do you mean, now you can?" You tilted your head, he truly was a strange man.

"'Cause this isa' dream, in real time you'd kick my ass if I tried to kiss you," He started to struggle with keeping his eyes open. "But the truth is, I have a huge, like huge huge, crush on you, but don't tell yourself,"

His words slurred as his eyes glazed over and closed. You laughed softly, this wasn't the confession you were expecting.

"I won't, I promise," You leaned over again, placing another kiss to his forehead. He hummed softly, then began to snore.

You stood and turned off the light in his room, closing the door and sighing to yourself. A huge smile plastered to your face.

"He finally admits to likin' ya?" Yondu was leaning against the archway next to the door. His crooked teeth showing through a large smile.

"In a way, yes, he did," You tried to stop the smile and laugh but it bubbled out anyway.

"'Bout damn time,"

[kpop---scenarios]

Revenge Is A Bitch (1)

Pairing: Nichkhun x Reader | Jaehyun x Reader

Warning: Eventual smut, cheating, angst

Word Count: 1.7k

A/N: Surprise! It's now a series. Let me know if you wanna be tagged!

Summary: You're life with Nichkhun was amazing, until you went to visit him on a business trip, where you meet Jaehyun, a friend and coworker of your boyfriend. Things escalate quickly from a little flirting in a club, but things get even worse when Nichkhun finds out. "

Y/N." Nichkhun growls. "Give it back." He says, trying his best not to smile. You stand on the other side of the couch, his phone in your hand as you stick your tongue out at him. 

"You want it back?" You ask.

He nods his head. 

"Then come get it." You yell, laughing as he charges for you, bursting out into laughter as well. Sometimes you were needy, especially when you felt like he was paying more attention to his phone than you. You giggle and scream as you run around the couch, Wooyoung sitting on the couch watching the two of you in disgust. Nichkhun grabs you, pulling you into him, peppering your face in kisses. You stop fighting him and he sets you down as you both continue laughing. You give him back his phone and he slides it into his pocket before tucking a piece of hair behind your ear. 

"I love you, beautiful." He whispers. 

"And I love you." You grin, placing a kiss on his lips. 

"And I'm gonna be sick." Wooyoung groans, leaving the living room as the two of you laugh at his annoyance and disgust of your love. It had been two years of just pure bliss and happiness with Nichkhun, something you never thought you'd ever find, until you found him. 

A few hours later, you were sitting on the edge of the bed with your arms crossed as you watched Nichkhun pack a bag. As usual, a last minute business meeting came up, and he was taking off for a week. 

"Babe, where's my blue suit? The one with the stripes.. yanno?" He yells from inside the closet. As much as you didn't want to help him, you begrudgingly stood up, shuffling towards the closet to help him find the suit he needed. You roll your eyes as you walk in, and Nichkhun is on one knee, holding a ring pop, making you laugh. "I'm sorry I have to leave my love, but with this ring, I hope you remember that I love you, and I can't wait to come back to you and marry you one day." He grins. 

He always knew how to make you feel better and put a smile on your face. Some days you swore he knew you better than you knew yourself. You take the ring and stick it on your finger as he stands up. 

"Now, I actually do need my suit." He laughs. 

"You mean the one that's hanging right in front of you?" You giggle, taking it off the rack and handing it to him. 

"My savior." He grins, putting it carefully in his bag. 

"Toothbrush?" You ask him, beginning to list off the items he needs. 

"Yes!" He exclaims. 

"Underwear? Socks? Passport? Wallet? Casual clothes?" You ask. 

"Check, check, check.. where's my passport?" He asks worriedly. Despite only going to a different city, he still needed it. 

"Nightstand, left hand side." You sigh. He quickly leaves the closet, going to his nightstand as you zip up his bag, bringing it into the bedroom. 

"Like I said, my savior." He grins. 

"I'll call you when I land." He says before answering his ringing phone. "I'll be right down." 

He gives you a quick peck before heading through your lavish apartment, with you following behind him, watching him walk out the front door, leaving you alone. 

It had been a few days and you still hadn't heard from Nichkhun. This really wasn't unusual for him, considering he got very busy with work but he hadn't even sent you a goodnight text in the last 3 days, and that made you really sad. So you decided to do something about it. With a plan in your head you went to sleep, knowing you had an early morning ahead of you. 

When you woke up, you booked your last minute ticket, and began packing your bags. You felt a frisson of excitement skate across your nerve endings as you zipped up your bags and waited for your ride to the airport. You very rarely, well actually never had surprised Nichkhun, but this time it felt right. It felt like it was going to be a wonderful surprise. 

After a smooth flight, you caught a cab, and told him to go to the hotel Nichkhun was at. You felt like nothing could go wrong, this was the perfect plan, with a perfect execution. You paid the nice cab driver, who also took your bags from his car for you and you went into the lobby to wait for Nichkhun. You called his phone a few times, but he didn't pick up. You look around the fancy hotel and observe a couple who seemed to not be able to keep their hands off each other. You loved that for them. You smiled to yourself, imagining you and Nichkhun being that publicly annoying. You wished you could show your love and passion the way they were. The way they touched each other, it spoke of passion and need and familiarity. 

You looked at your phone that has now gone to voicemail six times, you glance up once more and see the faces of the couple that enter the elevator with tears in your eyes. 

**

“Welcome to Club Arriba! What can I get you to drink?”

"6 shots of your strongest liquor." You yell, slapping the credit card that Nichkhun had given you for emergencies. Clearly this was one, and so was the lavish hotel room, and the room service you had ordered before coming to the club. 

"You got it." The bartender smiles, sliding the cars off the bar. You stand there waiting for your shots when three girls approach you. 

"I love your dress." One giggles. You hold up your finger, asking for a moment before you quickly, and quite professionally down four of the six shots you had bought. 

"Thank you." You grin. You turn to the bartender and wave him over. "Four more shots for me and my new friends." You yell, taking the last two shots on the counter. 

And like that, you had made friends with some really nice girls, who bought you drinks too. The four of you were dancing, laughing and having a great time when you feel a pair of hands land on your hips. You look behind him and see an extremely handsome man smiling down at you. You don't mind, you enjoy the attention, besides it wasn't like you were getting much these days anyways. You move your body closer to his, swaying your hips to the beat of the music, while smiling at your new friends, who were also dancing with others. As you were getting more into it, you felt a hand wrap around your wrist. You look up and see a man that you absolutely recognize trying to pull you away from the other man that had begun groping you. 

"What are you doing?" You ask. Glaring at the man. You know him.. from.. Nickhun's office. "Jaehyun?" You ask. He looks at you surprised that you remembered his name. He pulls you away from the man, through the crowd to a secluded hallway. He swings you around, pushing you against the wall as he crosses his arms. 

"What the hell are you doing?" He asks. "You're in a relationship with my good friend and my boss." He hisses. 

"Mhm, are you sure you're as good of a friend as you think you are?" You ask, tilting your head to the side. 

"I don't understand what you mean." He sighs. 

Of course he doesn't. No one knows, you didn't even know until this morning. 

"What do you want, Jae? Should I blow you so you don't tell my precious Nichkhun?" You ask, pouting. 

"I would never do that to Nichkhun." He deepens. "I'm going to have to tell him about this." He finishes. 

You shrug your shoulders, pushing yourself off the wall. "Do what you gotta do." You say. “You know what I’ll help you tell him." You say, taking out your phone. Jaehyun stands there, watching you, unsure of what you're doing.  You turn around with snapchat open, and kiss him on the cheek before snapping a picture before he moves away from you.  

"What the fuck are you doing? Do you realize that this looks fucking bad?" He yells.  

"I've seen the way you look at me when I come into the office. Do you want a taste Jae? Would you like to feel me gripping you while inside me? How about how wet and warm it would feel to cum inside me? So good."  You whisper into his ear. 

Jaehyun moves back from you, looking partially offended, and partially turned on from what you said. He doesn't say anything to you, he just walks away, and you watch him disappear into the crowd. You adjust your dress and throw your shoulders back and walk back to your new friends. 

As you continue to dance, you can feel eyes on you, raking your body up and down. You look around and see Jaehyun leaning against the bar, his arms crossed as he watches you. The way your hands roam your body, the way you lick your lips as you watch him. You can feel his guard being let down as he begins to inch closer to you. The rush of victory flows through your body as he walks towards you. 

"Let me take you home." He says, offering his hand to you. He slides Nichkhun's credit card back in your purse and he weaves the two of you out of the club. 

"Are you trying to get in my panties, Jaehyun?" You ask, looking at the handsome man. 

"I'm just taking you home." He says. 

The two of you are standing outside your hotel room as you put your key in and open the door to your large suite. 

"Don't tell Nichkhun I'm here." You say, walking inside, Jaehyun following you. 

"Let's just get you to bed." He sighs. 

You stand in front of him, pulling your dress off, dropping it on the floor. You're almost naked, in front of your boyfriend's good friend, feeling nothing but lust and attraction for this man. 

Jaehyun takes a deep breath. "Fuck it." He whispers, crashing his lips onto yours, pushing you onto the bed. Your fun starts now, and soon Nichkhun will know that revenge is a bitch. 

[certaingoateeavenue]

GENERAL HEADCANONS

•Mary is a Catholic bi girl

•Edward is gay and didn't realize until Liz just straight up told them.

•Edward goes by He/Them pronouns

•Henry goes by either Hal,Fitz or Roy

•DO NOT call him Henry.

•Also gay but knew and accepted himself the easiest with that.

•Mary Queen of Scots goes by the names of Scots,Stuart,Maria & Ree.

•Her son James gets reincarted when she's 25.

•Eventhough this time around she doesn't have to she still declares Elizabeth as his godmother something, Bess pretended not to cry at.

•Jane Grey goes by Janie or Grey (really only Elizabeth calls her Grey as a joke tho).

•Janie is pansexual and uses she/they pronouns.

•To Mary's dismay, Elizabeth is more chaotic than Anne if that is even possible.

•Elizabeth has many nicknames consistin of ,Eliza, Liza, Liz, Lizzie, Beth, Bess, Bessie, Eli, Betsey, Betty, Lisbeth or Lisbet (only by Anne for that that one) or all of them if your Edward trying to get her attention.

•Elizabeth is now known as the biggest flirt (when she not committed to Robert Dudley of course) because she veiws it as a little F U to her father that killed her mother on behalf of those reasons.

•This time it's much to Fitz and Ed's dismay.

•Elizabeth always forces Edward to letting her his nails and make-up (they secretly enjoy & Bess knows that he does). Sometimes she does Hal's nails too

•Mary become the least proctective of Liz purely because she realised how much worse it was for her now that Anne & Hal & Edward & Scots & even sometimes Jane Seymour or Anna Von Kleves are with coddling or protecting her.

•Mary Seymour only goes by Mae it's such a big thing Cathy is just considering changing her name to that legally.

•Mae is the youngest in the queen's(+ a king) household.

•To everyone surprise Mary is actually better at babysitting her than Elizabeth while Edward is just being her supportive cousin on the side.

•Their heights go Hal:5'10 Mary:5'8 Maria:5'8 Edward:5'6 1/2 Elizabeth 5'4 Janie:4'10 (small bean).

•Their ages go Mary:21 Hal:21 Elizabeth:15 Edward:15 Maria:15 Janie:14

SOON/AFTER REINCARNATION

•Fitzroy was reincarnated about 5 years before the rest of the Tudor siblings were because his mum works with the reincarnation company.

•Anna was the one to open the door when Mary, Elizabeth, Edward & Mae woke up outside the house and the first thing she did was yell back to the queen's sitting anxiously inside the living room "I have one hell of surprise for you guys!".

•After a short-lived staring contest between Anna & Mary, the kids (well only one toddler really and two teengers + a 20 year old) were escorted to shocked faces sat on a sofa.

•Edward & Mary did not instantly go to mothers but instead opt to death stare Cathy until Liz slapped them round the back of their heads as a way to say stop.

•After Anne embracing her and sobbing for ten minutes, Bess simply got bored step back from her, look down at her hands and go "Holy Shit, I'm young!!!" and proceed to run around like a headless chicken continually shouting at the top of her lungs " I'M NOT SIXTY" " Mary,MARY,LOOK!!"

•It took a couple of weeks with a lot of convincing of Bess to stop Edward from wanting to murder Cathy every time he saw her.

•Edward might be the youngest but don't get wrong Elizabeth is the baby of the family.

•When Mary came out as bi to her Catalina, Elizabeth & Anna went all protective mode in that conversation

•This later became the reason why Mary didnt go out of her way threaten Robert whe he started dating Bess, as a little but meaningful thank you to her for her support.

TUDOR FAMILY

•At some point in the future Scots' son (James) is reincarnated.

•Elizabeth is once again his godmother but this time it's not a bribe.

•Because Bess babysat James so much Mary asked why,, as she usually wasn't to keen on baby no matter what relation, she answered to it with a calm response of "James is my GODSON, I am his GODMOTHER, this child makes a God by name, of course I will protect him with my life"

•They both hate to admit but our both (especially scots) protective of eachother, with Bess denying something that's true and Mary just using an excuse like "If someone is going to cause Elizabeth bodily harm it's going to be me".

BESS AND THE DUDLEY'S

•When the Dudley's get reincarnated (John now as a better person) she (and Janie) are accepted as part of the family, with Bess being Mary (Mars) Dudley's best friend, Roberts kinda girlfriend depending ont the day(wife in everyway apart from legally), Guildford's chaotic partner-in- crime and John's golden child (even if it's not legal)

•Liz & Mars' friendship is basically them bitching about people they don't like and/or disgust them, daring eachother to do dumb shit and Mary pretending Elizabeth isn't making out with her brother in their school corridors.

•Elizabeth & Guildford Dudley go further than the rest of Bess's siblings and cousins in calling him there cousin-in-law by calling eachother 'My practically brother/sister in law' to the point everyone refers to the two them like that.

•One day Robert goes up to Liz and asks if she considers them 'practically married',she of course denied it (once again tho it was true) but they both ( and everyone else for that matter) know it's the reason behind her & Guildford's nicknames.

•To any encanto and spop fans Robert Dudley & Elizabeth is literally just Pepa & Felix + Mermista & Seahawk rolled into one.

•The queen's + kid's household now just expect to see Ed rolling after school looking exhausted and judgemental at the fact right behind him Elizabeth is storming inside with an apologetic Robert behind her. Sometimes Mars is there too taking pictures of her distressed brother.

•During the many off stages of their on & off relationship Robert has acquired many things thrown at him while they've been breaking up. Consisting of an egg Elizabeth for some reason had in her bedroom, hairdryer, hair straightener etc.,etc.,many,many shoes + hats, the two miny pride flags she has in honour of Edward & Mary ( gay for Ed, bi for Mary), a lot of makeup bags, a few pillows, and a couple of hairbrushes, + more ( at separate dates to be clear, this wasn't all at one of their break ups).

•The Duldeys mainly call Elizabeth Eliza out of habit because in their past life they remembered how she cringed when saying her full name because it was a reminder that as the king's daughter she could never relax in a place that wasn't her household.

•John Dudley considers Elizabeth his daughter and has at many points in time invited her out to a coffee shop even when her and Robert weren't in their realtionship.

•Lizzie has always considered John a father figure.

FAMILY DYNAMICS

•To start it of we have Bess & Eddie who have the closest bond within the siblings due to there now only being a 33 day age difference between them. Plus their both in most of eachothers classes in school.

•Then we have Mary and Hal their relationship is complicated, always has been, always will, but they do occasionally bond on being the oldest of the reincarnated Tudors and obviously their bat-shit crazy siblings.

•Mary & Bess are probably the pair that are the second closest to eachother. It's more of advice giving bond they have, mainly because Mary's still trying to make up for the past and Elizabeth doesn't trust her mum to not go mental with some of the stuff she needs help with.

•With Mary and Edward it's quite awkward with how they nether saw eye to eye in the past. But Mary will still do anything for them because of gravely she missed them when he died.

•Edward and Hal really only occasionally roll their eyes to eachother whe their sisters are being dramatic (acting like their not).

•Roy still has a hard getting over the fact the Bess is a teenager and not the 3 year old girl who could barely reach his knee, but height dilemmas aside, their quite close and always tease eachother. Roy always beats everyone else in being Elizabeths biggest supporter

• Mary nor Hal are particularly closes to their cousins and usually stick together when the have their family reunions.

•They both might die keeping it a secret, but with as much agression they display towards one another Ree & Lizzie have one of the most heart warming friendship you will ever see.

• Janie and Eddie are eachothers best friends and are referred to as the little sunshine's of the family.

And no I don't take criticism

[candysweetposts]

Day 164

You all know her, but do you know her story?

Description:

Her name is Rose Winter, formerly known as Rose Maiden. She's a sort of super human now (I'll talk about this later), not having any specific power but having very developed senses. She's 140 years old, 170 cm or 5'6, and has e pretty melodic voice. People from Alan's family think that that voice it's so fake and pretentious and it's partially true. Yes, she made herself sound like this intentionally by practice because it makes people fall for her easily, not that she needs this. She's also bisexual.

Her story starts far back when she was a demon in Hell, getting all bored and curious about the human world. So the Devil gave her this opportunity by placing her "soul" in a recently deceased human. The problem was that she got memories from the soul who lived in the body so she thought she was that person for a long time until recently. That person lived a pretty bad life so Rose being now her, decided to just start killing people, including the ones who abused "her" before and also having intercourse (consensual). She did that for quite some time (we don't talk much about it here) until, in the middle of the 20th century, she meet Sumi and Dean. They all had a similar past so they became friends and lived together. She stopped liking people this time because the other two didn't seem to approve of this "lifestyle". She liked teasing Dean but was very nice and respectful with Sumi, making Sumi assume that they were dating, but they weren't.

We cut to the beginning of the 21st century where they all meet Alan, who was 17 years old at that time. Rose jumped into a fight with him and lost, and so did Sumi and Dean. After some conversation, Alan agreed to let them stay in his house. There they trained and Rose cooked for everyone. Nothing much is to remark in this period of time except that Rose seems to become more attracted to Alan. At first, he was this annoying kid who won against her, who didn't have any manners and class but suddenly became this cute guy, who's very kind and soft and "moans very nice" :).

At some point, Alan broke up with this boy and became very depressed, started drinking, and was in a very bad state generally. Rose inciting that decided to push her luck and tried to seduce him. And it worked. The problem was that this was her first-ever relationship and didn't really know how to be a lover. Yes, she acted very gently and kindly towards him, but those things weren't genuine. She was after her own pleasure more than anything. And this escalated very fast, making Alan break up with her. So she left.

During this time she missed him very much and realized that maybe she should've been more honest and thought about him too. So she came back and with some help (the king) found out he was going to Italy. She bought a ticket and went to the airport where they meet. Alan was very pissed to see her and didn't want to be around her but still, they went there together. They started working there and tented an apartment. Rose tried to convince her that she's changed but Alan didn't want to hear any of it. But one day he went on a date with someone and came back very sad and drunk. Rose consoled him and they slept together (just sleep). After that Alan seemed a bit ok with Rose being around him and all. But her constant flirting and acting nice made him lose it and said "Fuck it, ok, let's date. If you hurt me again, you're dead. Got it?". After that, things went very smoothly, they talked a lot about the past and Rose learned that Alan also had a similar past to "her". One day she proposed to him and he said no and told her to wait 7 years for some reason, so she waited and asked him again then. Unsurprisingly, he said yes and they got engaged. All this time, Rose showed real progress and actually changed but it took like 2 decades for that.

Alan is the "I need to know it all" guy, dug into her past more, and found out that she's not who she thought she was. This turned her world upside down because she based all her actions on the memories she had. Bu Alan told her he still loved her and that it doesn't matter who she was then, it matters more about who she is today (and if you wondered, yes he also knew about her killer past and often asks her to tell stories from that time).

Some time passed again and they decided to move to the UK where she started working at a local library and also writes books from time to time. They also adopted a child but Rose it's not so cool with this.

And lastly, how did she become human if she was originally a demon? I did a post about this but in short, it's because she needed to get rid of her connection to Hell so Michael (the archangel) basically did this, for rid of this connection by getting rid of any trace of demonic force in her body but keeping her essence.

... and that's it for now.

[zafirosreverie]

I already had it all (Carla x reader)

For @midnight-lestrange i hope you like it!

a/n: i didn't put the smut scene here because this was already too long. But let me know if you want me to write it!

a/n 2: I...I really didn't watch Ty's scenes. I just skipped them so, I'm sorry if this was OOC for him. But I won't apologise for anything else bc we all know Carla deserved a girlfriend.

#GiveCarlaAGirlfrendChallenge

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You rolled your eyes and sighed when Carla came into the house crying. You didn't even ask, you already knew the story.

Isis looked at her daughter, then at you and subtly took her grandson's arm to leave you two alone. Jackson didn't even bother to look at his mom as he got up. They said goodbye to you before disappearing into their rooms. You didn't turn to the woman until you saw Jackson close his door.

Carla looked at you for a moment, feeling like a stranger in her own home.

"What did he do now?" you said.

Usually, you'd run to her side, hug her, and let her cry for a while while she sobbed and told you whatever it was that made her fight with Ty at the time. God, how you hated that man.

Not only did he have an amazing woman like Carla at his feet, but he also had the door open for a beautiful (if a bit messy) family. And the only thing that seemed to matter to him was how good was his girlfriend in bed.

Hell, the guy hadn't even bothered to properly introduce himself to the son of the woman he was fucking!! Isis had told you how he had shown up at Christmas, making out with Carla while Jackson just waved from the table.

It made you want to throw up.

Although, the woman was not helping either. Carla was your best friend, she had been for years! She was the first to welcome you to the spa, the one who made you laugh at your worst and made you do stupid things when she took you to the bar.

You loved spending time with her.

But Ty...he had changed her. You didn't want to be unfair to him, but since he hadn't bothered to introduce himself to you either, you'd still hate him. Well...you would hate him even if he turned out to be a nice guy, because he had what you couldn't.

You weren't sure exactly when you started falling in love with your best friend, but you did. For months you had become aware of how much you loved her, how much you wanted to be with her at every possible moment, how butterflies flooded your stomach when you heard her laugh, how your cheeks would blush when you were too close to her. You loved everything about her.

And everything that came with the woman. You got along wonderfully with Isis, who was seriously trying to be a better mother to her daughter. And you couldn't even begin to describe the love you felt for Jackson. That boy was a treasure! And it broke your heart that most seemed to prefer to ignore him.

"Y/N, are you even listening to me?" Carla's voice brought you back to the present.

"No" you admitted, looking straight at her "Not really"

Carla looked at you as if you had grown another head. She didn't expect you to say that. The woman didn’t know what was happening with you lately, you were usually tender, kind and supported her in everything. But in the last few weeks, you have become more distant and cold.

Although only with her. It seemed that the further you got away from Carla, the closer you got to Isis. She didn't want to admit it, but she felt a pang of jealousy and fear that her mother was stealing her...her best friend. It didn't make a lot of sense, but...

"Break up with him" you said suddenly

"What?" she blinked

"Break up with Ty" you repeated "Carla, he's not good for you. He's hurting you."

"That is not true"

"Then why did you come crying?" you crossed your arms

"You would know if you had listened to me" she told you, crossing her arms too

"I'm not talking about just now and we both know it" you said "This has been going on for weeks Carla!"

"It's not true" she insisted

"It's a routine at this point. You go out with him, disappear for hours, Jackson calls me to go get him, I stay here until you come back with tears in your eyes, I listen to you, you ‘break’ with him for a few days and then he smiles and you fall again. We all know the routine Carla! Isis doesn't even risk burning the kitchen anymore! She just waits until I get home to make dinner"

"Mom dines with you?" she asked, feeling that terror and jealousy build up inside her.

"And with Jackson" you reminded her.

"Since when?"

"Since you started ditching them for Ty, but that's not the point!" you frowned "The point is that you are no longer you, Carla, and it's his fault"

"That is not true!" she growled "I'm as me as ever"

"No" you said to her "The Carla I knew loved herself, wanted to rebuild a relationship with her mother and loved her son above everything else. The Carla I knew made jokes about Jackson, but it was to prevent others from doing it. My Carla would never have let a man make her cry. "

The woman froze a bit when you called her "My Carla." The heat in her chest returned, like every time you said something nice about her.

"Y/N-"

"No" you interrupted her "You're going to listen to me Dunkler! Because I'm sick of seeing you arrive like this! I'm sick of that idiot using you for your body and you letting him. Maybe I'm wrong, maybe he really feels something for you, but until he does a better job proving it, I won't change my mind. I'm also sick of seeing him take you away from your family. You said you wanted a better relationship with your mother, but Isis hasn't seen you properly in days. Ty hasn't even tried to get closer to Jackson, the SON of the woman he supposedly loves, to get to know him better! "

Carla looked at you in surprise. This was a whole new side. You have never lost your cool this way. And she hated herself for finding it a little hot.

"He's the only one who has really stayed with me for more than one night, Y/N" she said weakly. She knew it was a terrible reason, but it was the truth.

"So you will just let him do what he wants because you're afraid of being alone?!" you asked incredulous

"No! I-I really like him!" she said but it felt like a huge lie and that...that surprised her

"It's not fair Carla" you continued "It is not fair that you offer him all this! It is not fair that he has at his disposal a child as wonderful as Jackson and a mother-in-law as great as Isis. It is not fair that he has such a wonderful woman like you, a beautiful, hardworking and brave woman. He doesn't deserve you "

"You keep saying that because you don't know what it's like to be alone for so long! You don't know what it's like to feel like you're not enough for anyone!"

"I DO!" you yelled

"No you don't!" she yelled back at you "You are so perfect and cute and you have everyone at your feet! You can have whoever you want! So no, you don't know what it's like not to be enough for someone!"

"I do it because I've never been enough for you!" you growled "Because you've never seen me as anything more than a friend! And I hate you for that! I hate you because you come and flirt with me and then you go with him! I hate you because you gave him everything I've ever wanted! I hate him because he has what I can't have! AND I HATE YOU BECAUSE I CAN'T REALLY HATE YOU!! I HATE YOU BECAUSE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO DO ANYTHING OTHER THAN LOVE YOU AND YOU DON'T EVEN NOTICE IT!!!"

Carla froze in her place, staring at you. Her mind had gone blank. It took you a few moments to realize what you had said and you gasped as the realization hit you. You had confessed your feelings to her in the worst possible way. Shit.

"...I'd better go" you said hastily

You took your bag and took advantage of the fact that the woman still looked surprised to quickly pass her, almost running out of the house and to your car.

Carla just watched you go, not knowing what to do or what to think. What the fuck had just happened?

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You cried all the way home. You cursed yourself a thousand times for being such an idiot. How could you do that? You had promised to always be there for her and now you had ruined everything! There was no way in the world that Carla could forgive you for this.

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"Still here?" Isis asked, making her daughter jump "You've been staring at the wall for the last hour."

Carla frowned and turned her gaze away.

"Come on, get your fucking ass up and do something!" Isis insisted

"About what?"

"Oh don't play dumb with me. Jackson and I heard everything."

"What? Did you spy on us?" Carla asked a little angry

"Of course not! Your screams were heard throughout the house. I'm sure the neighbors heard too"

Carla blushed and looked at the ground before taking another gulp of her beer. Isis rolled her eyes and snatched it away.

"Ey!"

"Get out of here!"

Carla sighed "What do you want me to do? All that doesn't change anything"

"You're a terrible liar" the older woman scoffed "You've been drowning in your own misery since before I came back. You settled for that idiot just to not be left alone and now that you have a chance to have someone better, you will stay here getting drunk? I'm disappointed "

"Disappointed? It's something you would do yourself" Carla scoffed

"It's not true" Isis said, not bothered by her daughter's words "I would at least fuck her first"

"Mom!"

"What? She's pretty, she has a good body and-"

"Stop it! I don't need to hear my mother talk about how sexy my best friend is"

"Then pick up your sorry butt and go get her" she said, smiling at her daughter's jealous tone "You have the key to her house, use it"

"Mom-"

"I'll keep talking about her body if you don't. Did you know that she has a couple of moles near her right boobie? I loaned her a blouse once and-"

"And I'm leaving" Carla jumped up, taking her keychain

"I'm staying with Jackson, don't come back later" Isis winked

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You frowned when you heard the front door open. You were sure you had locked it. Your heart raced and you felt fear wash over you as you came out of the bathroom with only a towel wrapped around your body.

You grabbed a baseball bat that was near your bedroom door (thank goodness you were training with Jackson) and walked slowly down the hall to the living room.

"Y/N?"

You froze before frowning.

"Carla? What are you doing here?"

The woman looked you up and down and you blushed when her eyes stopped for a moment on your chest. She cleared her throat before speaking again.

"I wanted to talk to you but maybe I should wait until you don't have a bat in your hand" she teased lightly

You noticed that you were still holding the wooden stick tightly in your hand. Blushing even more, you leaned it against the wall. When you turned around again, you saw that your friend had approached and she was a few inches from you. You swallowed audibly.

All the way here, Carla had thought and gone over the words she would say to you, she had planned a whole speech for you, and god knows she hated speeches. But she had got her entire cassette erased by seeing you like this.

It was the first time she had admitted to herself that she really found you attractive. A part of her began to wonder if the whole Ty thing hadn't also been in part not to acknowledge her feelings for you.

"Carla?" you mumbled after a while 

"Sorry" she jumped a little "I-"

"No, no. I'm sorry" you said "You didn't have to come here to tell me to stay away. You could have sent a message-"

"Why would I tell you to stay away?" she asked with a frown.

You blinked. An hour and she had already forgotten what you had said? You should be grateful, but it honestly hurt you.

"What I said at your house, I...I shouldn't have done it" you sighed

"So it wasn't true?" she asked carefully "Was everything you said a lie?"

"No!" You almost screamed "I just...it wasn't the way and I- I didn't mean to-"

Carla smiled slightly as she watched you babble in front of her. God, how had she not realized how adorable you were? Your lower lip was even trembling.

But she knew you. She knew that once you got flustered and started babbling, there was no stopping you. And she didn't have the time for that, no matter how beautiful you looked doing it. So she only had one option.

You gasped when your friend pounced on you, pressing you against the wall and kissing you deeply. Her hands immediately went to your hips and you moaned against your will when she pressed her chest against yours.

It took you a few moments to recover, but you wrapped your arms around her neck when you did, returning the affection. You didn't know what would happen when you’d ran out of air and had to talk, but to hell with that. You would enjoy the fact that she was kissing you, as you had wanted for so long.

If there was one thing Carla hated more than people themselves, it was having to talk about her feelings, especially this kind. So when you broke the kiss, her mouth immediately traveled to your neck.

You moaned a little when you felt her tongue on your skin. You wanted to continue, you needed to feel her, let her take you right there, but there was still a hideously rational part of you. So you pushed her gently, making her look at you.

"I love you" you whispered "...but I can't be another one of your one night stands"

The woman's heart broke a little when she looked into your eyes. She saw the fear you were feeling, but she also saw love. Love directed at her. No one had ever looked at her like that, not her ex husband, not Ty, no one.

"You aren’t" she promised

"Carla-"

"I swear you are not" she interrupted you. Suddenly, her brain seemed to wake up and the words she had practiced in the car fell out of her mouth "I'm sorry it took me so long, I'm sorry I was so stupid. I was so afraid of being alone, of not deserving of anyone, that I ended up accepting the first thing I could. But now I know that I love you "

"You're lying" you whispered "You...don't feel that way about me"

"I do" she promised

"And why didn't you say anything before?"

"I was scared. I took you for granted, because you were always there for me, no matter what. I ignored my heart, the butterflies in my stomach, the jealousy when I saw you too close to my mother. I didn't want to admit how I felt about you. And I didn't realize that I already had everything I ever wanted in front of me. I'm sorry. "

You looked into her eyes, searching for any trace of lies or mockery. But you didn't find it. She was telling the truth, she reciprocated your feelings.

You smiled at her and pulled her to you for another deep kiss. This time it was she who moaned against your mouth. The two of you poured all your feelings into that kiss, all the tension that you didn't even know had built up between you two.

Carla pulled away and felt a twinge of pride when she saw your swollen lips and the blush that ran from your cheeks to your neck. God you were beautiful.

"Carla I-"

"Shhh, no" she shut you up "you know I suck at this and that I hate romanticism. I already used up what little self-control I had"

You laughed a bit and she wiped away the tears you didn't even know had started to fall down your cheeks. She kissed you again and her hands lifted the towel a little over your thighs.

"Carla-"

"My mother has unsettlingly clear ideas about your body" she said abruptly "Something about lending you a blouse?"

"Oh...that" you laughed nervously "Yeah.. maybe I tried it on in front of her" you admitted

"Well, thank you very much, now I have to live with the knowledge that my mother has seen more of my girlfriend's body than I have."

"Girlfriend?" you smirked

Carla froze. Her cheeks quickly turned red and her eyes couldn't meet your face.

"I-I, w-well, I mean, m-maybe I should have waited a little longer, I-I just thought that-"

You cut her adorable and nervous babbling with a deep kiss that she happily returned.

"Take me to bed, then we discuss the status of our relationship" you said

"Deal"

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Isis smirked behind her beer when Carla groaned as you and Jackson yelled at her to run. She had no idea how you had managed to convince her to play with you, but here you were.

She suspected that it had little to do with being a "good mother to her son" and more to do with the shorts you were wearing. Either way, Isis was happy that her daughter found what she had been searching for so long.

You laughed when your girlfriend came back to your side with the ball in her hand. Her face was red from exhaustion and she was already sweating. She grunted a little but you pecked her lips to calm her down.

"I really hate this game" she muttered

"It doesn't matter, your girlfriend and your son love it. You'll get used to it" you joked.

You were about to kiss her again when you saw a figure walking towards you. You frowned and your grip tightened on the bat. Carla looked at you confused before following your gaze. She froze when she saw Ty walking towards you two with a bouquet of roses.

"I guess we got to the part where you forgive him" you whispered.

She looked at you and frowned. She intertwined her fingers with yours and kissed you on the cheek.

"Never again" she promised you.

You smiled at her and the two of you waited for Ty to be in front of you. The man looked at Carla, then at your hands and then back at Carla, completely ignoring you.

"We can talk?" He asked her

"No" she answered firmly

"Listen Carla, I made a mistake-"

"Me too" she cut him off "I made the mistake of being with you. To forgive you several times when I knew you would fail me again. No more. Get out of here"

"But-"

"You listened to the lady, buddy. Get out!" You grunted.

"Uh...and you are?" he asked, finally looking at you.

You felt his eyes run up and down your body, stopping a little on your legs. It made you want to throw up and by the way Carla squeezed your hand, you knew she hadn't liked it either. Not one bit.

"My girlfriend" she told him

"Girlfriend?" he scoffed "I thought you didn't want to see more vagi-"

You pointed the bat at his face before he could finish the sentence.

"Unlike you, I know how to use this" you growled "Get out of here before I use your head as a ball"

"You wouldn't" he smiled at you "Hey, there's no need to fight, you two are beautiful and I'm fabulous. Why don't we just put this in bed and be happy?"

You were about to insult him when Carla took the bat from you and used it to hit him hard in the balls. The man doubled over in pain before falling to the ground. You didn't know whether to laugh or feel bad for him.

"This butt is mine" Carla growled, releasing your hand and grabbing one of your buttocks to draw you closer to her "And nobody else's. If you get close to me or my family again, I'm going to hit a home run with your balls"

You held back your laughter and let her drag you out of there, leaving the poor man lying on the ground.

Carla yelled something about going for ice cream, causing Jackson to run to the car. Isis, unlike you, laughed the whole way. You smiled and took one last look at the roses that were now on the ground.

“That was hot” you whispered to her. Carla smiled and pecked your lips.

Her hand never left your ass until you got in the car.

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KH’s tags: @midnight-lestrange​ @emilyprentissslut @mochiadria

[neohours]

A/N: Why everytime I post something it disappears from the tags a few hours later? ugh-

"Leave me alone, Yangyang." You snapped, ignoring his supplications as you walked past him.

"Y/n, please listen to me." He begged you, grabbing your forearm to stop you in your tracks and didn't say anything when you immediately pulled out of his grip. It was clear that you resented him. Seeing him kissing your worst enemy at a party had the effect of a dagger in the back, you had felt betrayed and he himself understood how you felt. He fucked up this time and he knew it.

"I'm so sorry, please forgive me. It wasn't intended. I was drunk and it wasn't until after kissing her that I realized my mistake." He confessed, looking down in shame, feeling bad for hurting you like that. You stared at him for a few seconds, feeling yourself relax slightly by seeing him this way. He had been your best friend since childhood and you knew that when he was making this expression, it clearly meant that he was really sorry for what he did.

"Give me a good reason why I should believe and forgive you." You said slightly curtly. You knew his apology was sincere, but you just wanted to know if he could come out with something better than a simple apology.

At your words, he slowly looked up before immediately looked away when he met your insistent eyes. You frowned in confusion when he blushed slightly and opened his mouth for only stammer out a few words. Suddenly his attitude had changed, which put you in total incomprehension again.

"The r-reason why is.." He took a deep breath slowly, wanting to give himself some semblance of courage. "I love you." Your eyes widened, also feeling the blush take place on your face.

"Stop saying bullshit." You almost screamed at him. Your best friend who admits loving you after kissing the girl you hated the most? What an irony.

"Why would I say bullshit?" He frowned slightly and before you could answer him, he continued.

"If you think I'm making this up just to 'redeem' myself, you imagine things." He walked over to you, his previous nervousness having completely disappeared from his facial expression. "I really love you Y/n, I swear. I've been in love with you since we started high school."

"So why have you-" You tried to add, but immediately shut your mouth as he leaned in on you, leaving even less space between the two of you and that only increased your nervousness.

"I told you; I was completely drunk." He looked down at you, scratching the back of his neck lightly, before looking away from you. "On top of that, seeing you flirt with this guy... I.. It pissed me off so fucking much, in addition that I didn't have any chance with you, it just-"

"Who said you didn't have a chance with me?" You cut him off, your sentence surprised him, making him widen his eyes.

"I.. No one, but-" He stuttered, before he was cut off once again, but this time by your lips on his. He was taken aback at first, but was quick to respond to your kiss. At first, the kiss was passionate, it reflected how he had dreamed of kissing you all years, but you were the one who gave a sensual twist to the movement of your lips against each other.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and he wrapped his around your hips, his hands gently caressing your back. The closeness to your bodies no longer existed and you almost forgot you were in the middle of your school hallway. Lucky it was the middle of the day, meaning the hallways were completely empty.

The weight that Yangyang felt inside of him from the moment he realized he had feelings for you, was gone, leaving room for more butterflies than before in his stomach. You softly chuckled as you began to feel his growing bulge pressing against your lower body.

"What? Why are you laughing?" He asked, moving his kisses to your jaw, then down to your neck, which he gently bit and licked.

"Well, I can feel you getting hard when we're just kissing." You smirked, but was interrupted when he bit a certain spot on your neck, causing you to let out a broken little moan.

"Found it." He whispered proudly to himself, before attacking that specific spot again, knowing now that this is one of your sweetest weaknesses.

"And can you even blame me? I'm literally making out with the girl I've been fantasizing on the most for years now. Obviously I'll get turned on the slightest." He said, straightening up to face you. He gave you a malicious smirk, before suddenly gripping your ass firmly in his hands, making you gasp again.

"So cute." He said, his teasing smirk widening as you rolled your eyes, annoyance taking place in your head.

"Stop teasing me. You know you're starting to make me regret-" You were cut off by the sound of heels slamming on the floor echoing in the hallway. You have had time to separate when a professor appeared in the entry section of the hallway, her gaze focusing directly on you two.

"What are you doing here? Shouldn't you be in class?" She looked at both of you up and down, before arching an eyebrow, waiting for an answer.

"Yes ma'am. We just ran into each other and I took the opportunity to ask her a quick question." Yangyang quickly explained.

Turning around and getting ready to leave, he didn't forget to lean towards your ear, his words causing your dirty imagination to go wild and an exciting heat to form between your legs.

"My house. 7 p.m."

You watched him heading back to his class with your mouth slightly open, but you quickly pulled yourself together, realizing that the teacher who caught you was still waiting for you to go back to class toi, arms crossed against her chest and a even more frown stretching her face.

But you stopped halfway towards your lesson when you felt your phone vibrating in your pocket.

Yangyang: By the way, don't forget to hide the hickie on your neck. You wouldn't want others to see it, would you?

I fucking hate him. You thought.

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➸ park jay x oc (aislyn)

➸ fluff

➸ ˚ ༘⊹ ° . [🧸]  ⋆｡˚

➸ sypnosis: aislyn knew that liking him was risky. especially that he's just from her dreams.

3, 2, 1...

"Aislyn, wake up!!!" There goes my sister, waking me up just like every morning. She jumps on top of me as part of her daily routine of waking me up. "Hey, you're gonna be late for school if you don't wake up now!!"

I pushed her off of me and sat on my bed to gain my consciousness.

"So have you met him yet?" My sister, Lili, asked me.

I just shook my head and stood up to start preparing for school.

It's almost been two months since I last saw him. I don't even know why I feel so sad not seeing him when he's only from my dream. It's not like he actually exists. Then again, I've made so many memories with him and I guess I have considered him as one of my friends.

"Hey!"

"Who are you?"

It's been 3 years when I first saw you in my dreams, not expecting that I would be so attached to you.

"So why can't you tell me your name? I told you mine."

"To be fair, I never asked for your name because I know I won't tell you mine."

Until now I still don't know your name. And I never found out the reason as to why you didn't want to tell me.

"The moon looks beautiful, right?"

"You're more beautiful"

"Stop that!"

"You're blushing! Aislyn, do you like me?"

"I'm not blushing, it's just cold."

"You didn't answer my question. I'll take it as a yes"

I'd be lying if I say I don't like you. It's probably not even a crush anymore. You became my safe place and haven. You are everything any girl would want, including me. But I didn't tell you how I feel because I was afraid that I'll fall deeper when you're just a figment of my imagination.

"Congratulations! I told you that you'd win that competition."

You were always there to congratulate me in all of my achievements and you'd always hug me after. Your hugs. Why did it always feel so real? I miss it.

"You won't leave me, right?"

"Of course. Why would I?"

It was a random question I asked you. Seeing you everyday in my dreams made me scared that you will suddenly leave without any goodbyes.

That is until you told me to meet you on the place we first met.

"Will you wait for me?"

"What?"

"I'll be gone for a while."

"You said you won't leave me."

"I'll be back. I promise."

2 months ago, you did leave. Since then, I would always sit by the water talking to the moon, wishing for you to come back. You promised that you will come back, but when will that be? Or will you ever come back?

As soon as I entered my classroom, I noticed the commotion happening. Did someone get into a fight again? But it's too early, right?

I approached my friend, Alvie, and asked her on what was happening.

"There's a new student and everyone's going crazy on how good-looking he is. By the way, do I look okay?"

"Why? Are you planning to seduce the new student?"

"Probably. You can join me if you want to." I just chuckled at her response, facing to the front when our homeroom teacher entered the room.

"Okay class, most of you probably know by now that we have a new student in our class. Please come in."

All eyes were on the new student and as soon as I fully saw his face, I couldn't help but let out a small gasp.

"Hello everyone, my name is Park Jongseong but you can call me Jay for short."

"Thank you, Jay. You may sit on the vacant seat near the window."

As he went to his seat, Alvie immediately told me, "I told you he's good-looking." I just gave her a small nod as a response.

Classes continued as usual, nothing much happened except for our classmates trying to befriend Jay and some girls trying to flirt with him.

In my case, I couldn't even approach him. Too shocked at the fact on how similar Jay and the guy from my dream are. From their looks, voice, mannerisms, and movements, it scared me. But I don't know if they are actually the same person especially that I don't even know the name of the guy from my dream, so I convinced myself that this is all just a coincidence.

"I'll see you tomorrow!" Alvie waves as she says her goodbye. She walked towards her other group of friends who live in the same neighborhood as her. On the other hand, I live in a small neighborhood so I don't walk with anyone going home, but I was fine with it since our school and my house is just a 5 minute walk.

My walk home was filled with questions on who Jay really is and how they look so similar. However, my train of questions stopped when I felt someone following me.

I turned around to see who it is and saw Jay who also stopped walking.

"Are you following me?"

He scoffs in disbelief and says, "I know not a lot of people live here but you do realize that this is a still a neighborhood therefore you're not the only one who lives here."

"Sorry," was the only thing I could say before continuing to walk towards my house.

Not even a few seconds later, Jay rushes to my side. I didn't question him anymore as I am already embarrassed enough of the incident earlier.

"Hey, you don't have to be embarrassed. We're now classmates and for sure we will be walking home together everyday."

I just stayed silent until he asked , "I heard that you've been waiting for that guy in your dream for almost two months."

"Yeah." I stopped at my tracks after realizing what he said. "Who are you?"

Jay chuckles at my response, "You know that's the first thing you said to me 3 years ago."

Confusion evident on my face, Jay walks towards my as he says, "I told you I'll come back." At this point, I don't even know whether I'm frozen on my spot because of what Jay told me or because of the proximity between our faces.

"So you're the guy from my dreams?" I asked as soon as I composed myself. Jay nodded as a response.

Let's just say that them meeting again was the reason why they became the talk of their school, Alvie interviewing Aislyn over everything that happened and the beginning of a love story.

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