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sugarcoated-lame · 10 months

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kricket please i had this thoight and i just know you’ll understand it

dad’s best friend, jake seresin. OR! best friend’s dad, jake seresin.

i meannnnnnnnnnn

SEB MY BELOVED ❤️❤️ this has been sitting in my inbox for… way too long and I am SO SO SORRY that it’s taken me so long to get around to answering it 😭 (truthfully I started writing something for it and completely forgot about it, and just found it while going through my drafts today haha 🙈😭😭) BUT today is also your birthday, so what better time for me to finally finish this hehe 🥰

AAAAAAAAAAAH OK

I had to go with dad’s best friend Jake, because I just feel like he would be the biggest tease, and he’d be so smug when he sees the affect he has on you.

Maybe you’re just back from college, and Jake has always known you’ve had a bit of a crush on him since he moved into the neighborhood a few years ago and befriended your father. He could see the way you’d always blush and stumble over your words whenever he’d so much as say hi to you when he was hanging around the house with your dad. The way your leg would bounce nervously under the table and you’d go quiet when your parents would seat him next to you when they’d have him over for dinners.

But now you’re older, a little more confident— and sure he still makes you blush, but now you’re not so afraid to be a bit bolder when it comes to your dad’s best friend. And you make it your mission to make him just as flustered.

Wearing your cutest, more risqué outfits whenever you know he’s going to be around. Going for a swim when you know Jake is coming over to help your dad out back with some yard work and lying out in the sun on a lounge chair in a pretty little bikini, your body on display just for him, glistening as water droplets glide across your smooth skin.

Leaning over him and brushing your arm against his when you go to reach for something at the dinner table. Relishing in the way Jake’s hungry eyes follow your every move no matter how hard he tries to fight it, that strong jaw of his that you’ve always wondered what it’d feel like to press little kisses to, clenching along with his fists anytime you brush past him. His cheeks still going a bit red despite the cocky smirk that fights to grow on his lips whenever you catch him staring.

It’s only when your parents are away for the weekend to celebrate their anniversary that something finally happens between you and Jake. Your dad asked him to check in on you while they’re away, and when you answer the door to in a too-big t-shirt that reaches your mid thighs and makes it hard for him to tell if you’re wearing shorts underneath it, face free of any makeup and showing off your natural beauty, hair in a messy bun with loose tendrils beautifully framing your face— looking absolutely irresistible and offering him a beer, Jake knows that he’s a goner.

You bring Jake his beer and tell him that you were just watching a movie and he’s welcome to join. The tension between the two of you is palpable as you silently watch the movie, nothing but the sounds of your quiet breaths and the movie playing on tv filling the room.

This is the first time you’ve ever been truly alone with him and Jake can see your confidence wavering as you sit on opposite ends of the couch, watching your leg bounce nervously as you try to your hardest to focus on the tv screen and not on him.

You jump when you feel a warm hand cover your knee to stop your fidgeting, looking down at it before turning your gaze towards Jake and seeing that signature, devilish smirk on his lips that never fails to make your cheeks feel hot.

“You nervous about something, honey?”

There’s a teasing lilt to his voice, your too-quick squeak of NO and the way you wince at yourself afterward telling Jake otherwise and only make that grin of his grow wider.

“C’mere, sweets.” His big hand glides up from your knee to your thigh, leaving goosebumps in its wake as Jake helps to guide you closer and closer to him until you’re hovering over his lap, your hands coming to rest on his broad shoulders.

“You want this, darlin’?” His face is serious as he searches yours for any hint of hesitation, fingers brushing across the smooth skin of your cheek and causing you to whimper as you lean into his gentle touch.

“Yes, I want it— want you, Jake.”

His large hands trail down the length of your sides and you can feel the warmth of them through the thin fabric of your t-shirt as they wrap around your waist, pulling you down securely onto his lap.

Leaving you breathless as his signature cockiness returns, smirk taking over his face and mirth in those pretty, hooded green eyes as Jake leans in to whisper,

“Oh I know you do, honey.”

One hand cradling the back of your head, the other tenderly squeezes at your waist and pulls you flush against his chest as Jake pulls you in for a bruising kiss. The movie long-forgotten, this is just the beginning of a not-nearly long enough weekend spent learning each other’s bodies, figuring out what makes the other tick and fall apart, with Jake taking you on nearly every surface of your parents’ house and making you feel oh so good.

hehe thank you so much for this delicious thot, my love! I hope you enjoy this little birthday present from me 🥹 happy birthday babey, ilysm! 🥰😘💐💜💕💜💕💜

everyone go wish @sebsxphia a happy birthday <3

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luvrrgirl444 · 2 years

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chapter 7: when he knows his frank ocean

IRL, TWITTER & INSTAGRAM!

* planety/n has just started a live !

‘grwm + q&a��

“hey everyone!” you said while placing your phone on your vanity.

you had just started an instagram live because you were getting ready to go to dinner for sasha’s birthday.

“how are you guys?”

rorymp4: good

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connieslovergirl: better now that ur live

“i’m good, thanks for asking. so, i’m getting ready for sasha’s birthday dinner, and i’m bored as shit so ask me some questions. ” you told your audience, before putting primer onto your face.

willowxoxo asked: whats ur fav song

“it changes all the time, but right now it’s definitely novacane by frank ocean.”

baby_girlmaya asked: are u and eren talking

you paused blending in your foundation and raised your eyebrows. “define talking,”

user69 asked: how old are u

“i’m currently 19!”

this went on for a couple more minutes. your viewers sent questions, and you answered them while doing your makeup. you enjoyed interacting with your fans.

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you stopped applying your blush and did a double take at the username.

“he’s so obsessed with me y’all,” you said before jokingly tucking your hair behind your ear.

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“should i add him for real, y’all?”

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* sent request to jaegerbomb!

* jaegerbomb has joined!

soon, eren’s face appeared on the bottom half of the livestream. he was sitting in the same spinning chair that he was sat in during the omegle video, with the infamous shelf behind him. his hair was up, and he wore a plain black t-shirt with his gold key chain on top.

“hi y/n” he greeted with a smile.

iluvsza: LMFAO SHE ACTUALLY ADDED HIM

_.serenity: HES SO FINE

DrxG29: his smile bro i folded

“hey stranger,” you said, smiling, before placing liquid blush onto your cheeks. “how are you?”

“better now that i’m talking to you.”

you giggled and rolled your eyes. “you’re mad corny”

nightwingsbf: y/n: “you’re corny” also y/n: 😁

“so, are you doing anything later?” you asked.

“nothing exciting. probably gonna shower and watch a movie with my mates or something.”

“sounds chill. hope you enjoy it.”

“thank you, love. i hope you enjoy your night as well.”

“thanks.” you said while smiling.

user42: the way she just forgot about us..

kayla23: she’s down bad

iluvsza: STAND UP BABY

“i did not forget about you guys! and i am not down bad! just a lil moment of weakness.”

user69: me when i lie

conman69: bitch we’re leaving in 10 mins

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you rolled your eyes at connie’s comments. “bro. when i see your loser ass.” you applied highlighter onto various areas of your face before continuing.

“guys, imma end the live here. hope you guys enjoyed. eren i’ll text you later and say bye.”

“bye y/n’s fans!”

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pjo-obsessed-nerd · 8 months

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11yr old sister's reaction to Percy Jackson and the Lightning Theif - The movie (any typos are due to exhaustion, I've been up for nearly 48 hrs and still can't sleep)

Percy underwater -

Sister: Whose he?

Me: That’s Percy.

Sister: Well, why is he underwater???

***

Sister: Grover sounds very different…

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* talking about Perseus the son of Zeus *

Sister: OH, i thought they meant Percy, not… Ok.

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* Percy gets thrown to the ground by Dodds *

Sister: Whoa!!!!! What the heck was that!?

***

* Brunner gives Percy a pen *

“This is a pen. This is a PEN.”

Sister: it’s not just a pen…

***

Percy fighting with Gabe

Sister: Ugh, i hate when they fight! It makes me annoyed.

***

Grover crutches Gabe in the soft spot

Sister: OH! Yes!

***

Minotaur flips the car

Sister: Oh, wow… That is… dangeroussss…

***

Sally: im not like you

Sister: hands over face, gasping, about to cry, then instantly gets distracted by her fingernails

***

Grover: “Annabeth, daughter of Athena, goddess of wisdom.”

Sister: pans around in chair to deadpan at me (i just about DIED)

***

Grover running to the duaghters of aphrodite.

Sister: ………………………………………………..

***

Chiron: your father built this (cabin) for you.

Sister: LITERALLY!?

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Sees the flag

Sister: Oh, that was easy… It probably won’t actually be, though.

Annabeth drops

Sister: OH. OH!

“Did you really think it would be that easy?”

Sister: No.

***

“This is the best part!”

Sister: WHAT

“Stand up and fight. Hero.”

Sister: Wha- shes meeean.

***

Percy gets up from the river

Sister: hah. Water is how he heals… * giggles as Percy kicks the sons of Ares’ asses *

Percy gets Annabeth’s sword

Sister: * squeal * HA suck it

***

“I get the sense you don’t like me very much.”

Sister: nods frantically

“I mean our parents kind of hate each other.”

Sister: wait, really? (i’ve failed this kid in terms of mythos omg)

***

Hades comes out of the fire

Sister: Wha… What is that!?

***

“Give me the bolt and i will exchange it for your mother.”

Sister: liar…

***

“Ha, you’re being followed.”

Sister: ha-ha!

***

Luke gives Percy the shield.

Sister: Whoa…..

***

“You see my dad on the highway to hell… kick his ass for me.” * cue Highway to Hell *

Sister: What. What??

***

Random lady: “PLEASE HELP ME! SHE’S COMING!”

Sister: whose ‘she’?

***

Grover body slams Percy on accident

Sister: OH-ho-ho-ho-HO!

***

Sees Medusa

Sister: Whose she? Is THAT Medusa?? It is. Uh oh. It is.

***

Medusa gets hit by a broken statue

Sister: WHOA!!!!

***

“Why do I gotta take off MY jacket?”

“Cus you’re the protector…”

Sister: Oh, ya, true.

* finds pearl w/ medusa *

Sister: Oh, SHE had the pearl.

***

Grover drifts into oncoming traffic

Sister: look out, look out, look out! TIME TO GET OFF THE ROAD!

***

Grover takes bite of can

Sister: Why is he- Ow?

***

* camera pans up to Athena’s diadem in the Parthenon *

Sister: The pearls in her TIARA??

***

Janitors start speaking in unison

Sister: Uh oh…

Janitors become Hydra

Sister: Is that Cerberus!?

Me: Nope, that’s the Hydra.

Sister: I was close, though, because they both have more than one head, right?

Me: * laughing * kinda…

***

Hydra heads grow back

Sister: oh no…

***

Percy uses water to stall Hydra

Sister: Good thing you have the son of poseidon with you.

Grover turns Hydra to stone

Sister: And medusas head.

Grover kisses Medusa’s head, “Oh, that’s nasty…”

Sister: Yup!

***

(I’ve shown her the Lotus Hotel and Casino scene with Poker face cus she was curious)

Sees Lotus Hotel and Casino on map

Sister: is, is that the scene we saw in the video!?!?

Percy Anabeth and Grover go inside

Sister: My question is, do they get the pearl??

***

Percy: Where would we find a green pearl in this place?

Sister: Idk, they look more cyan to me…

***

Poker Face begins

Sister: * giggling uncontrollably *

***

Dude at the pinball game: whats a DVD?

Sister: he forgot what a DVD is??

***

Percy: This year?

Dude at pinball game: Ya. 1971.

Sister: Oh…

***

Lotus Casino worker: is there a problem, Mr Jackson?

Sister: uh, oh… How’d he know his name??

LCW: Percy Jackson is awake.

Sister: They want to keep them there so they don’t complete the quest!

***

Percy, Annabeth and Grover start running

Sister: Get the pearl. GET THE PEARL!

Percy gets the pearl

Sister: Okay! They got the pearl!

***

Me: notice how they don’t have Ares at all? Or Waterland?

Sister: No, they don’t… ARE YOU KIDDING ME!?

(girlie is maaad hahah)

***

Charon burns the money

Sister: he just… burned all that money???

***

Had a small Underworth Mythology lesson so she wouldn’t get confused by the show compared to the movie, and she was very, very tuned in lmfao

***

Hades: Would you prefer I looked like�� This? * goes monster mode *

Sister: jumps back in fear, “WHAT THE-”

***

Percy drops the shield and reveals the master bolt

Sister: OMG! Luke hid it in the shield!!!

***

Sees the hellhounds

Sister: They look more like ugly cats to me…

***

Persephone kisses Hades

Sister: ew…

Persephone knocks out Hades

Sister: Ok! I like that!

***

Persephone: go. Take the botl and your mother.

Sister: okay then.

Persephone: only three?

Sister: oh NO

***

Grover bleats when Persephone beckons him to her

Sister: Haha!

***

I had to put in my own sense here, but HOW THE FUCK DOES SALLY KNOW WHERE THE OLYMPUS ENTRANCE IS???? (they also totally fucked Luke’s motivations, it’s so dumb)

***

Luke kicks Percy

Sister: Oh, NO

***

Sister: so, how does Luke fly???

Me: * now has to explain that movie!Luke has several pairs of flying shoes while TVShow!Luke and Book!Luke only had one *

***

Sister: How does his mom know how to get into Olypus tho????

***

Percy and Annabeth run up to Zeus

Sister: oh, wow, he’s BIG

***

Poseidon walks up to Percy

Sister: whose he?

Me: That’s Poseidon.

Sister: That’s his dad? Heheeee!!!

***

Gover: noticed anything different about me?

Sister: fingers up at the top of her head “He has horns!!!!!”

***

Chiron: you left camp, betrayed my orders… Which is why you’re my favorite student.

Sister: OH!

***

Sister sees Annabeth’s shirt

Sister: Her arms look all red…

Me: That’s her shirt, hun.

Sister: oh…

***

Annabeth fakes out Percy, takes his sword

Sister: Haha!!!

***

Sister: Oh, wait, Annabeth doesn’t have the thingy that makes her invisible…

***

End Credit scene bonus:

Gabe opens up the fridge, Medusa’s head opens her eyes

Sister: AHHHHH! WHAT THE- WHY WAS HER HEAD IN THE FRIDGE!!!!!!

*****************************

Overall thoughts:

“I think it’s a good movie, but I prefer the tv show. Also, I’m glad Gabe got turned to stone. He totally deserved that.”

#percy jackson #annabeth chase #percy and annabeth #percy jackson show #percabeth #grover underwood #pjo tv show #leah is our annabeth #percy and grover #percy jackson fandom

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viciciciinn · 1 year

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kaito is your ex boyfriend.

Chapter.

I DIDN'T PUT Y/N BECAUSE I FIND IT WEIRD!! NO NAMES IN HERE!!

"Well, Time to get up."

•It's a nice day at, the park would be a nice place to get some fresh air isn't it?"

get myself ready for the park, no one would want someone smelly running around like a hooligan..right..? I tie my shoes, pumped for my running at the new park, recently moved out from my old city. Here at L.A for a fresh start! Let's go shall we.. I open the door while a gently breeze hits me, sure was nice...i guess.

-"Making my way to the park, sure is beautiful..And..weirdly crowded. Was L.A always this crowded?"

I ignore it anyway, I'm not here for the people I'm here for myself. I start walking around while I see a really odd familiar face.

"Just Ignore it, it's normal to see someone you could find familiar." I don't think much about it but that feeling doesn't go away. Blue hair.. Black tank top? Rings a bell.

I continue to walk around, listening to my favorite music. But wait, why did the airpods lose connection? I look behind. Oh! Yeah..my phone. I grab it but...wait. . . . No.. NO NO IT CAN'T BE. NO ITS...!?

"calm down, just...breathe it's okay. We'll run away and won't talk to him okay?.."

How could I see him here. I wanted a fresh start just to get away from him, but he's right there staring at my eyes. What does he want..we broke up 4 years ago why won't he leave me alone, he doesn't want to get back..does he?. I mean I did miss h-

" WAIT UP!"

"shit..time to run."

I ran like a wild killer on the loose was chasing me.. Was that too dramatic? Nah don't think so..

"!!" he grabbed me hard, wasn't I running fast enough?

"Please just hear me ou-"

"NO! LEAVE ME ALONE AND LET ME GO! OUR RELATIONSHIP ENDED 4 YEARS AGO AND YOU REMEMBERED ME JUST NOW!? HOW PATHETIC ARE YOU! LET ME GO LET ME G-!!" He closed my mouth with his hand. That's rude.

"Listen to me, I know you are mad but. I can't stand being without you anymore..I miss you. Even if you won't forgive me please just think about it."

..he was too close but I kept myself shut, why is he still so handsome and ho- NO NO SHUT UP. ARE YOU HAVING FEELINGS TOWARDS HIM AGAIN!? YOU CAN'T FORGIVE HIM SO EASILY...!!

he grabs a strand of my hair and puts it at the back of my ears..He really knew my soft spot didn't he? Pft, annoying. I push him, hard.

"..just leave me alone, go away." I start running back to my house hoping he won't catch up. Well guess what? He's behind me following me.

"H-HEY WHY ARE YOU FOLLOWING ME! CREEP!!" I go to a shortcut running, I look behind and phew..He didn't see me or follow me. I really need to be careful not to see him again. He was a nice guy with nice manners, looks and everything. But can't say the same about people around him, they were mean, jealous, snitches and whatever is bad in a people's personality. They fed him lies about me, everything. Every little detail so he would believe the lies, I knew how bad they were so I tried to keep KAITO out of their company. Took walks with him, cheered him up at concerts or whenever he was sad. Took him to cafes, watches movies.. Everything romantic. But it didn't help at all, while I was in a trip with my family I used to text him, call him every night, morning, and evening. It was nice, it felt warm knowing there is a person that loved me and made me feel safe and comfortable. Until one day he didn't answer any of my calls, text me or sended me pictures of his days and whatever he was doing. I felt weird, like my heart suddenly felt really heavy. I couldn't think anything else than....those people, his family. I was scared and called him multiple times until I saw that he blocked me. I was shocked didn't know what to do how to react..It felt like I couldn't breathe, like I felt into the darkness I always had behind me. I tried to warn him so hard, for nothing?..

"oh..I was thinking so hard I forgot I had a house to go to."

I start walking to my house, already near the entry. But then I saw.. MY KEYS ARE GONE!? no no.. they're here somewhere...Yeah I definitely forgot them, or maybe just dropped them somewhere?.. The door suddenly unlocks, I look behind myself and see him again.

"You again? Can't you take a goddamn hint you smartass. I suggest listening to your parents and leave me alone with the lies they fed you." I wasn't talking to his face tho.. I was talking to his abs forgetting everything while talking to him. Damn..

"..are you seriously looking at them, missed it too much? aha."

"shut it KAITO, it's over. How many times do I need to say it, or do I need to knock you off and ship you back to New York?"

He pulls me closer. Hes so hot but forget it..

"K-KAITO? What the heck are you do-"

He kisses me, wow.

".."

"..."

A pin drop silence was formed, I was shocked but don't know about him.

"Y-YOU..G-GET THE FUCK AWAY!!" I start shouting so I will get people's attention and run away back to my apartment. It didn't work because he lives..NEXT TO ME?? My luck I guess.

"I'm not a creep, so don't worry about me. This whole apartment is mine." I got pale like a have seen a ghost, he owns what now?..I grab my spare keys and open my door quickly so I won't have to talk to him again, i was about to close the door when he comes in with me.

"aha."

"what the fuck are you trying to do, how many times do I have to say leave. me. alone." He pulls me closer like it wasn't enough that the door was keeping us close. I accidentally tripped while trying to get away from him, on top of him too, great.

"...miss me that much?"

"I....you..."

We both stop talking when we hear a woman's voice..Why was she yelling his, name?...

"KAITOO~ Where are youu..Open the door baby, don't you miss your GIRLFRIEND?." I felt cold after hearing that word, he has a girlfriend and he's still hitting on me?.

"You...have a girlfriend? AND YOU'RE STILL FLIRTING WITH ME!? GET YOURSELF TOGETHER!" I was going to slap him while he catched my hand in the air.

"Just listen to me, you won't even give me a chance to explain everything.."

"fine, go on."

"okay so, she's my ex girlfriend. Trying to get revenge from me just because I couldn't keep the relationship and I was only thinking about you all the time, I came here just to get away from her and my family but she still found me." I felt my heart warming, he...missed me that much?

"I...oh." I heard a loud bang from next door, did she.. break the goddamn door?

"shit" he looked so stressed, I guess I should help him.

"..get under the bed ill handle it."

"..You're helping me?..After all that?."

"Do you want the help or not." He nodded and got under the bed. I open the door and the woman was looking straight at me.

"Um..Can I help you?"

"Where is he."

"Where is..Who?.." My heart was racing, did she know?.."

"Don't act dumb, I know you are his ex. I saw your photos all over, his phone, his journal, his diary EVEN HIS ROOM." She grabs me by my collar and pushes me aside.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU CRAZY WOMAN!?" If she finds him i'll probably die sooner than I thought..

"DO YOU YOU THINK YOU CAN SERIOUSLY STEAL HIM AWAY FROM ME!? YOU ARE JUST A WORTHLESS LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT THAT LEFT HIM TO ROT IN PAIN. YOU WILL NEVER HAVE HIM, YOU. DONT. DESERVE. HIM." That felt like tons of arrows just went through me. Was she actually right?.. Am I that worthless.. I guess this was the end. Wait, where is kaito?

(not finishing this but he kissed you and made out idgaf🥱)

#kaito vocaloid #ex bf

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badheart · 1 year

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"don't turn into a host." mako warned while downing on his can of beer. the stress of the night prior, still weighing on his shoulders. "doesn't matter if you're nice... girls will find a way to pin the blame on you even when you remind 'em they're paying for a service." acting as if they were maliciously deceiving them. "i had one accuse me of being a total fraud, even though she knew... & then acted like everything was a lie despite all the sacrifices i did for her." earning less than he would've done on a night, giving up his rank as number one, among other things... it left a sour taste in his mouth. "she doesn't even see how much of a girlfriend she was starting to act like... asking me to hold her, reassure her... even go as far as throw a tantrum whenever i was busy." guilting him, pressuring him... the life of a host wasn't so glamorous, after all. a sigh escaped her. "i tried to be nice, be her friend, but she was acting so uninterested... it made me feel she didn't really value me after i didn't meet her standards."

"Oh my..." The great Mako had fallen, not something he had ever thought to witness, considering nothing seemed to be able to bring him truly down and honestly girls seemed to be a better topic with Dae or even Sunny, considering they were in the same business and Won-ho was pretty much still a virgin. Nothing that had ever bugged him too much but with age sure some embarrassment grew. This was not about him now, but Mako, who appeared rather depressive over what happened the night before.

"Not that I ever planned to, the girl's stuff I rather leave to you guys," he admitted with a quiet chuckle, before looking rather concerned towards Mako. How bad must it have been, that he was that down over it? "Sounds like someone fell for you," Won-ho mumbled the more info was shared, and he actually ordered soju next for them once Mako emptied his can. He really wished he had some wise words, but his experience was truly a joke. "I guess, when you end up crushing on someone, and he does not return those feelings everyone would be hurt, ... and I guess... possibly turn malicious." Now he was thinking of all the dramas he had watched, but how close were movies to reality? "When it is about true love, humans sure tend to act impetuous, doing the most stupid stuff. I wonder if she really meant it or not, maybe she thinks differently about her words now..." He could only assume, before moving closer to Mako and wrapping his arm around his shoulders. "You truly picked a tough business." There he preferred his supermarket. "I always wondered how not every girl falls directly in love with you guys."

He would listen further, nodding. "Why... did you do those sacrifices though?" Did he do them with all clients of his? "Did you actually like her a bit too? ... or was it something like pity?" If the latter, then he would be less surprised that she possibly threw a tantrum or felt hurt, that he put this extra effort in just because. Though she did not sound like a total angel either and it made Won-ho question even more, why Mako still tried to please her. "Were you afraid of her?" He quietly asked in his ear, before quickly moving back, fully expecting Mako not to react too well.

"Hmm... I'm sorry, bro," he mumbled, leaning his chin on top of his folded hands. Currently imagining some girl spitting fire in Mako's direction in a very comedic way. "Looks like she really forgot about your own boundaries with falling so hard for you. But aren't hugs and such common practice in a host club?" It felt like, he still lacked details. "Whatever you did, at some point the lines started to blur... did you two... ... had sex?" He asked quietly, knowing they offered extra services. "... so you did try to be her friend?" Won-ho noted and gave Mako a pat. "Perhaps there lays the fault, that you failed a bit too to keep it inside the business." Of course profit was the main goal, but it looked like Mako got a bit soft on the girl, but sadly she interpreted is an act of love. "Huh, ... tough." Both felt at fault for him, though he would still side with Mako more, knowing he probably meant no ill will towards her with everything he did.

"Do you need a hug?" He offered and smiled a bit, trying his act as a host, or rather as a good friend.

#╳ ——「 query.」#mugunghwc #*blows dust off my boi*#unladielike #ya two truly had perf drama #wonho: good plot for a series

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sinswithpleasure · 3 years

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Let Noona Help

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Tags: Breeding, Noona!Haseul, JAV plot inspired

For @midnightdancingsol and @asmodeussoularium.

Enjoy!

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Knock Knock!

"Hajoon-ie, it's Haseul-noona! Open up, please!"

Oh, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!

Check your shirt, check your shorts. How about your hair? Do you look presentable enough for Haseul-noona? Check one more time, you have to look decent!

"H-Hi, noona."

"Ah, Hajoon-ie~! Thank God you're here!" Haseul's million-watt smile greets your sight. "I forgot my keys and Yeojinnie locked the door… Can I crash at your place until she comes back?"

Jo Haseul-noona is your next door neighbour. She's also your other neighbour Im Yeojin's older cousin. She's your ideal girl—hyperactive, bright, extroverted, and adorable. Her tendency to take care of those younger than her has made her the apple of many eyes, yours included. At 24, Haseul does not lack choices for a potential boyfriend, and it is with that thought that you never make any moves, even though you crush super hard on her.

"S-Sure, noona! Come in, come in."

Oh fuck. Haseul-noona's in your home. It's time to hit the panic button.

"Noona, would you like something to drink?"

"Ah, water would be fine, Hajoon-ie! Thank you~!" Another million-watt smile flashes your way, and well, now you're putty for her.

"Make yourself at home, noona. You can use my Netflix."

"Okay!"

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When you return, Haseul is already midway through a movie about some previous dynasty in Korea or China, and she's particularly engrossed in the show.

"Noona, your water."

"Thank you, Hajoon-ie! Come, come sit with Noona. Noona 's wanted to watch this show for a while!"

You can't deny her anything. Simp.

Haseul reacts a lot when she watches the show. She shifts around regularly, making soft sounds like humming, gasping, and the occasional "Ooooh~" when the plot unravels. However, you're only half immersed in the movie, because Haseul has shifted closer and closer to you throughout the duration of said movie. She used to be just next to you, but now she's almost cuddled up next to you, her shoulder against yours. You're close enough to smell her perfume, and when you turn just a little to the right, you're greeted by Haseul-noona's angelic features.

If Haseul-noona has noticed you staring, she hasn't said anything, but you doubt she has. After all, she's fully immersed in the movie anyway. You take the chance to gaze at the features of the woman you crush on: silky brown hair that runs down to her chest, her gorgeous monolid eyes that shine brightly with every grin, her cute long nose, and her kissable lips. Oh, you wish to one day be able to just kiss her. One kiss, just one.

When you turn your eyes back to the screen, you're shell-shocked to see an intimate scene playing on the show. The main character has the female lead in his bedchambers, and both characters are copulating. Haseul squeals and buries her face into your shoulder as she peeks at the screen occasionally. You wonder how this made it onto Netflix when the camera shows the topless actress riding the actor, but deep down inside you, you're panicking that you're pretty much watching porn with your beloved Haseul-noona. However, behind that panic, you're unable to rid yourself of one dirty thought—what if Haseul-noona was the female lead, and you were the male lead?

"No, no, no," you think, "Do not lewd Haseul-noona."

You turn to look at your Haseul-noona, and that decision to look delivers you a fresh dose of panic. At the angle that she leans into you, you're presented with a clear view down her yellow button up, right into the deep valley of her cleavage. Mentally, you're a broken man at the combined thought of the sex on screen and the clear shot of Haseul's cleavage. You're unable to tear your eyes away from her chest, and the tenting of your shorts isn't helping.

"Oh ho ho, what're you looking at, Hajoon-ie?"

Haseul tilts your chin up, and you tear your eyes away from her chest too late. She's grinning, and you're terrified.

"N-Nothing, noona! I promise!"

"No, no, lying is bad, Hajoon-ie. Don't lie to noona."

"I… I wasn't—I…"

"Now, now, Hajoon-ie, this says otherwise~."

Haseul slides a hand over your thigh, right over your bulge. You yelp when she glides onto your hard bulge, massaging your cock over your shorts.

"Don't lie to noona, Hajoon-ie. Lying is wrong~."

This isn't real. No way.

"I—I was looking…"

"Mhm?"

"I was looking at… at your… your boobs, noona."

"And what about them, Hajoon-ie?"

You're at a loss of words from a cocktail of arousal, fear, and confusion. Haseul doesn't seem angry, but she could be. She does sound very teasing though. Perhaps there's hope.

"They're… I…"

Haseul giggles.

"Do you wanna see them, Hajoon-ie?"

What??

You sit on the sofa with muted shock as Haseul climbs over you, straddling your body. Her hands work each button open, pace excruciatingly slow, until her shirt falls open to reveal her breasts, encased within a red bra. Haseul reaches behind her back, an audible click signifying the removal of the barrier between her chest and your eyes. The bra falls onto your lap and Haseul throws it aside, her hands resting on your shoulders. Your eyes fall to her breasts, and you feel a rush of arousal course your systems as you gaze in wonder—Haseul-noona's taut nipples sit atop porcelain skin, each a perfect handful. Her areolae and nipples are brown, and the contrast only draws even more of your fancy.

"Go on, Hajoon-ie. Touch them."

You raise a hand hesitantly as you scan Haseul's features for any sign of a trick. She offers you a wide grin and a nod, the push you need to confirm her consent. A light blush dusts her cheeks with red, but she still appears confident in what she wants. Your right hand lands on her left breast, and the soft gasp that Haseul releases sends chills down your body. Gently, you knead her flesh while Haseul rests her hands on your shoulders. She leans in, her breath brushing against your lips with her sultry whisper.

"Kiss me, Hajoon-ie."

You waste no time connecting your lips to hers. Her tongue meets yours in an openmouthed kiss, both of your moans mixing with the sounds of slurping when Haseul grinds herself against your bulge. You reciprocate, grinding upwards against Haseul to increase the amount of pleasure both of you draw from the other. Your left hand reaches around her to rest on her upper back, exploring the smooth skin across the expanse of her body and the curve of her spine.

"Fuck, it feels so good, noona."

"I feel really good too, Hajoon-ie."

Haseul initiates the next openmouthed kiss. This time, you can feel her desperation—she pushes you into the kiss. You can't get enough of Haseul, and neither can she get enough of you. The delicious friction of her against you is good, but inadequate. Even with your hand on her chest, it's still not enough. Haseul rolls her hips over your crotch, a particularly hard grind drawing a whine from the woman on top. The kiss only breaks out of the need for air, a strand of saliva falling from between your tongues, lips swollen from the passion both of you share.

"Hajoon-ie, suck on my tits, please."

The sinful whine Haseul lets go when your lips wrap around her right nipple goes straight to your hard cock. Another rush of precum beads your tip, and the stickiness in your underwear is starting to get more than uncomfortable. Haseul pulls you into her chest, almost smothering you in her flesh while you flick your tongue over her nipple, your finger doing the same with her other. You wonder if this is heaven—even if Haseul's skin tastes slightly salty from sweat, you're more than content with where you are now with your Haseul-noona grinding against you while you suck on her breasts. You'd only dreamt of such a situation before, but now you could confidently say you were living the dream. In fact, you could die happy right now.

"Hajoon-ie, Hajoon-ie, Hajoon~!"

You interrupt Haseul's moans with another deep, sloppy kiss. This kiss is again desperate—both of you chase the other's lips even though you're already kissing each other hard. Tongues lash against the other's and your bodies grind harder. You break the kiss, opting to chase Haseul's nipple again. You switch your target this time—your tongue lashes at Haseul's left nipple, finger on her right. Her chest glistens with your spit and her sweat. You speed up the tempo of your ministrations on Haseul—you want her, no, need her.

"No, Hajoon, Hajoon-ie, Song Hajoon!"

Haseul squeals when she suddenly shudders, unable to support herself atop your body. She falls forward, her chest smothering you as she spasms atop your trapped self. Her hips grind down hard against your bulge, a barrage of curses amidst whiny moans and whimpers of your name right next to your ear when she bucks hard, a warm and wet feeling spreading across your clothed crotch. When Haseul stops rocking atop your body, she raises herself off you, releasing you from your temporary prison.

"Hajoon-ie, noona came…"

Haseul crawls off your body to stand in front of you. A huge wet spot stains her jeans, as well as over your hard bulge. You're almost driven crazy at the sight—your Haseul-noona just orgasmed dry humping against you while you sucked on her tits. Not only that, she squirted in her pants and all over you while moaning your name, cursing all the way.

"Sorry Hajoon-ie, noona made a mess…" Haseul bites her lip, her hands clasping together in front of her. She looks sheepish, embarrassed at having dirtied you with her juices. You push yourself off the couch to stand right in front of Haseul, who yelps in surprise. You pull your shirt off, throwing it aside, then take one of Haseul's hands to cup your hard bulge once more. You heave a sigh of relief at her touch, before you speak.

"You came, noona, but I didn't. What're you going to do about it?"

Haseul gasps. Her face burns bright red, but lust lights up her eyes.

"I'll tell you what I want, noona. I want you."

Haseul crashes her lips against yours right after you finish speaking. She grabs a handful of your ass to pull you in and deepen the kiss, and you grab both of her asscheeks in return. The kiss is short—Haseul breaks it in favour of undoing her jeans and removing them with her panties. You pull your shorts and briefs off, hurriedly throwing them to the side to return all your attention to your Haseul-noona. Haseul stands in front of you, her hands clenched into fists at the side, eyes locked onto your hard shaft sticking up towards her. You take the time to ogle Haseul's naked body too. She is clean shaven, her full thighs stained with slick from her earlier orgasm. White precum drips off the tip to the floor as your shaft twitches at the sight of Haseul's naked body.

"Oomph!"

Haseul leaps at you, pushing you back onto the couch. She straddles you once more, her knees on either side of your legs. Her lips colliding into yours for another erotic dance with your tongues. Neither of you can keep the kiss going for long—the need for air surfaces very quickly. Both of you pant heavily in excitement and lust as Haseul grabs your hard shaft and pumps it a few times before she slides herself over your length. You moan at the feeling of Haseul's slick coating your length as she prepares you for sex with her.

"Sit back and relax, Hajoon-ie. Let noona help, okay?"

Haseul grips your shaft by the base, and she raises herself to line your tip with her wet hole. She releases more soft moans when she brushes your cock across her wet slit, more and more of her juices dripping down your hard length. When Haseul stops moving your shaft, you have to choke back a loud groan when Haseul sinks herself down on your cock. Inch after inch of your hard sex disappears into Haseul's body, her walls wrapping your shaft so deliciously tight, so comfortably warm. You're unable to resist making sounds soon after—gasps and whimpers escape your open mouth when Haseul takes you to the hilt.

Haseul feels like heaven. Her tight walls squeeze you ever so often when they twitch, and the friction with every movement threatens to tip you over into orgasm. Haseul probably feels the same too—you're twitching hard within her pussy, precum flowing up your tip into her walls ever so often. She falls on you again as you wrap your arms around her body, cuddling her tight against you.

"Fuck, noona, so fucking tight!"

"You feel so big in me, Hajoon-ie, noona might go crazy…"

It takes a while before both of you can move. When Haseul pushes herself to look at you, she plants a chaste kiss on your lips.

"I'm going to start, Hajoon-ie."

When you nod, Haseul rises until half of your shaft is out of her, then she sinks down back to the hilt. Two sets of moans fill the room, then again as Haseul repeats her actions. You grip Haseul's hips, guiding Haseul up and down your shaft as you lean against the backrest of your sofa, content in watching your noona have sex with you.

"You can move too, Hajoon."

With Haseul's guidance, you push up into Haseul when she pushes herself down onto you. Her squeal of pleasure goes straight to your cock—the hard twitch and burst of precum, as well as the burst of pleasure coursing through your system feels so damned good. Never in your dreams would you have ever thought sex felt like that—you were a virgin before this, and now, not anymore.

"Oh my God, Haseul-noona, fuck, so good, fuck!"

"Yes, yes, God, fuck, Hajoon-ie, you're twitching so much, ah! Does… Does noona's pussy make you so happy?"

"Fuck, yes! Yes!"

"Good, pffh, fuck noona harder then, show noona how good you feel!"

At her command, you begin to fuck into her hard. You begin to experiment with angles, with levels of strength. Haseul cradles you in her embrace as you fuck up into her body, content with how good the sex feels. A wordless stream of moans echoes next to your ear with every thrust, just as yours echo into her chest. Her hands grip your back and head tightly, to the point of slight pain when her nails dig into your skin. You decide to use your knowledge of her sensitive nipples from earlier to your advantage again—lips wrap around nipple once more, but you now softly suckle on her breast as you fuck up into her.

"Yes, yes, Hajoon-ie, suck on noona's tits, suck on noona's tits!"

You pinch a nipple with your left finger and thumb, then tweak it slightly as you nibble on her other nipple. Haseul squeals again, her hips bucking down hard on your crotch. At the same time, you fuck up hard into her, and she nearly screams as you pass over a rough patch in her pussy.

Found it.

With your newfound knowledge, every subsequent thrust up into Haseul strikes her G-spot. The creaking of the sofa dragging against your floors mixes with both yours and Haseul's loud moans, as well as the loud claps of sex. Haseul's hips buck wildly against yours, and you can feel your orgasm rapidly approaching.

"Noona, I'm not going to last much longer!"

"Me too, Hajoon-ie, I'm so close, oh fuck!" Haseul bounces herself hard atop your cock, her words broken up by loud moans and gasps of pleasure.

"Where do you—?"

"Inside me, I needs to feel your cum in my pussy!"

Those are the hottest words you've ever heard.

"OH, FUCK!"

With a loud cry, you're unable to hold yourself back. The first violent spurt of semen fires deep into Haseul's waiting pussy, rope after rope of white hot cum fucked deep into your beloved noona. At the same time, Haseul screams as a huge gush of fluid sprays all over your crotch when her pussy contracts tightly around your cock, half a second after your orgasm hits. Both of you simultaneously see white as thick, pearly cum paints Haseul's pussy white and Haseul squirts all over your tummy and crotch with each shot of cum deep into her. Both of you never stop fucking the other, hell bent on prolonging your pleasure through the other's body. You're unable to count how many shots of cum fills your Haseul-noona's pussy, but you know it is enough to not only fill her cunt, but overflow out of the gaps between your cock and her pussy. Your cum stains her skin and yours, some of it running down your balls to the couch to mix with her squirt.

Both of you collapse in a mess of tangled limbs and exhausted bodies. Your chests heave in attempts to regain as much of your breath as possible after your intense orgasms. You can't help but hug Haseul-noona tight, a prayer that this isn't a one-time thing being recited in your mind.

"You came so much, Hajoon-ie…"

A deluge of cum leaks out onto your balls when your softened cock slips out of Haseul's used pussy. Haseul pushes herself off you, another thick glob of white dripping out of her hole when she moves to stand. Cum drips down her thighs, and she collects it with a finger, raising it to her mouth to taste you.

Oh, fuck. You came in her.

"Noona, fuck! What if you—"

"Hehe, then Hajoon-ie, you have to take responsibility~. I could be carrying your baby."

You whimper at the words, the thought of Haseul being pregnant with your baby simultaneously scaring you, yet turning you on. Your soft cock twitches a bit at the thought, and Haseul laughs.

"Hajoon-ie, you're so naughty. You're getting turned on at the thought of getting noona pregnant?"

You're not sure whether to panic.

"Don't worry Hajoon-ie, noona's safe. If not, I wouldn't have asked you to cum in me."

Haseul turns around to her bag, rummaging through its contents. You wonder what she's looking for, until she pulls out her bunch of keys.

"I'm sorry, Song Hajoon, I lied."

"What?"

"I had my keys all along, Hajoon-ie."

"Wait. Huh?"

"I wanted to spend time with you…" A shy smile spreads across Haseul's face, her cheeks beginning to redden. "I just wanted to come hang out with you, and maybe make a move on you, and… well…"

You open your mouth to speak, then close it. You're not sure what to say, but you imitate a fish perfectly in shock.

"Song Hajoon, you're so cuteee~!" Haseul comes over to pinch your cheeks, then she plants a kiss on your nose. "We're dating from today!

What the fuck.

"But!"

You sit up straight as Haseul puts her hands on her hips.

"Now, we shower first. You made a mess of me."

Haseul huffs and pouts, then she pulls you up into a deep kiss. You can't help but whine in embarrassment when your cock hardens again with Haseul's tongue swirling against yours.

"Wah, Hajoon-ie, so strong and youthful." Haseul giggles, and then she tiptoes to your ear.

"Let's get into the shower, and you can use my pussy again. Let noona help you one more time, okay?"

She giggles again.

"I can't wait to feel you cum in me one more time."

#kpop fanfic #kpop fanfiction #kpop smut #male reader #loona smut #haseul smut #jo haseul smut

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oh-for-fic-sake · 3 years

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Use The Zipties

Summary: walter married a ninja. Apparently.

Warning: fluff, cute, drunk!reader, humour, swearing

A/n: just a sweet drabble i finished a few days ago and forgot to post.

"Fuck thank you for calling me and not the station i appreciat it. I got here as fast as i could where is she?" Walter cursed as he climbed out of his car and crossed the space to his officer freind who'd called him to pick up his drunk wife whod wandered away from your freinds hen night party and threatened 'to throw hands with a racoon' because it stole your fries when you fell over.

"Yeah about that" his colleague hummed scratching his head loking into his empty patrol car unsure where his charge had gone.

"What? Whats wrong?" Walter asked with an exasperated frown, already guessing what has happened.

"Well she was right here... and now she isnt" the other man exclaimed still at a loss for how a drunk five foot fuck all woman had evaded him so quickly.

"She- what the fuck? How?" Walter peered into the car there wasnt a trace of you there. He grumbled, he'd hoped he could come and pick you up and take you home without much of a fuss.

"Your wife is tricky walt- a littl fucking ninja spider monkey! She was in the back of the car all buckled in and cuffed and said she was gonna upchuck so i opened the window for her to spew outside the car, she asked for some water but it was in the trunk do i got out and got a bottle of water and she was gone!" The officer explained just as confused at walter was. You were litterally nowhere! There was nowhere to hide where the officer wouldnt have spotted you running.

"Oh jesus. What cuffs did you use?" Walter stopped in his tracks already guessing what had happened.

"The normal ones" the other man frowned like it was obvious.

"That'd be why. Our normal cuffs dont do shit she has abnormaly thin wrists and tiny hands, she slips out of them easily and then probably popped her hand out of the window to leg it, i doubt she needed to throw up" walter said with a chuckle. Despite being worried it was amusing to know even when your drunk enough to fight a racoon you could still outsmart the police force and escape.

"Oh so she played me? Whoa wait what how'd you know about the cuffs you ever arrested her?" Walter froze at that and quickly brushed it off not wanting anyone to think he'd married a criminal.

"What? no of course not- i mean... yes, yes i have?" His tune quickly changed when he realised the only other way he could know about his wife escaping cuffs. It wanst like it never happened he'd bet all officers used their cuffs on their wives at least once. But that dudnt mean he wanted to let everyone know.

"Mhmm i bet you kinky fucker" the younger officer chuckled knowingly making walter sigh

"Just- if you see her again please wrangle her into zipties? Please? And not alone! I taught her how to get out of them too incase of hostage situations" walter cringed now realising hos self defence,lessons may have been a bad idea. He'd giving you the knowledge to evade the police. You could probably rob a bloody bank!

"... so you taught your wife how to escape being detained?" The other officer laughed out loud finding it hilarious that walters saftey lessons were biting him in the ass. The detective just couldnt catch a break.

"It was a good idea at the time okay? Besides how was i supposed to know she'd remember this shit drunk" walter grimanced with a huff. This wasnt how tongith was supposed to go. He was meant to be at home having a take out watching movies untill you came home and needed help getting to bed or holding your hair back as you puked in the toilet swearing 'im never drinking again' before passing out and being carried to bed.

"Good point. I will look out for her, i doubt she got far though she really was drunk" the other man offered trying to make walter feel better, he could see tne detective was worried, and who wouldnt it was his wife after all.

"Youd be surprized shes a sneaky drunk. On our honey moon she got drunk and managed to steal someones paddle board she needed the authorities to bring her back to shore, apparently she was following a turtle." Walter said digging in jos pocket for his phone. The other man laughed you sounded like a handfull. A fun handfull, but a handfull nonetheless.

"I'll phone her again" walter grunted dialing his wives nu,ber and paused as 'woop woop dats that sound of da police! Woop woop dats the sound of da beast!' Came from the tree above the police officers.

"OH FUUUUUCK!" Walter looked up cocking a brow smirking seeing his cute drunk wife wrapped around the tree branches above them trying to stop her phone from ringing only for it to slip from her hands. Luckily walter managed to catch it as it fell directly to him.

"What'd i tell you? Shes a fucking ninja!" Walter didnt laigh along with his colleague just patted him on the back in thanks.

"No shit, thanks for the help i'll handle it from here" he uttered and stepped up under the tree waving your phone at you threateningly.

"You stay right there woman!- how the hell'd you even get up there? Hold on let me pull the car under and help you down" he scoffed moving to his own car to pull it under you as you pouted in the tree whining you didnt want to come down.

"Well your coming down or do i need to get sy and his fire department down here? You think he'll let it go that he had to fireman's carry your drunk ass out of a tree like a stuck cat?" Walter grunted after parking the car below before getting 9ut and climbing on the roof rescuing you.

"No.." you huffed and began loosening your grip on the bark.

"Well then come on down we get" he chuckled helpign you down and sat you on the roof of his car before jumping down and shifting you into the passenger seat.

"... you really fought a racoon for fries?" He started once he pulled the car away from the curb and began to head home.

"Not just any fries! They were curly fries walt! Curly fries!"

#henry cavill #walter marshall x you #walter marshall x y/n #walter marshall #walter marshall fluff #crack fic #henry cavill imagine #cavillry

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maedrama · 3 years

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know better - hwang jun-ho

the front door slammed shut, signaling that your husband was home and had had a tough day. you were stationed in the kitchen where you were busy cooking up some ramen for him before he got home, so it was nice and warm without the wait. he kicked his shoes off at the door roughly, letting out a long sigh. you knew better than to say anything, to just continue humming and chop the vegetables. and so you did because you knew to just wait for him to talk to you whenever he had bad days to avoid arguments. and so you did. he made his way past you into the bedroom to change his uniform into something more comfortable so he could relax and try to get himself into a better mood. you wanted to give him time to calm down so you decided to add something else to the menu so it took longer. meanwhile, jun-ho sat on the edge of the bed, frustrated. he had chased down three people today plus a bank robbery that he had to investigate. he was tired and wanted you all day long, now he’s home and hasn’t said a word to you. he was too angry and he knew that whatever he said would come out rude, so he waited.

you chose to make some chicken, nothing fancy just cooking them in a pan but it was enough to buy some time. the sizzle of the meat echoed to the bedroom, where jun-ho sat. he sighed in annoyance at you, thinking about how inconsiderate you were for being noisy. he stood up quickly from the bed, before marching into the kitchen. “hey, don’t you know better by now?” he hissed as he approached you. you looking at him, confused. you swore that you were leaving him alone by cooking more. “huh?” he stepped closer. “i-i thought i was leaving you alone. i was just-” you stuttered. “just what? being noisy with the chicken isn’t leaving me alone.” he argued. you breathed in deeply not wanting to argue with him. “jun-ho, i decided to make the chicken to give you some time alone. i forgot how loud it can be, i’m sorry.” you said calmly. jun-ho sighed, rubbing his temple. “i’m sorry, lovebug. i had a rough day and i shouldn’t have yelled at you.” he apologized. you smiled softly, holding you arms out for him. his hugs were the best and you knew how much he needed one. he walked over to you before embracing you in a beautiful hug. he rubbing your back softly, kissing your head as well. “do you want to tell be about your day yet or do you want to wait?” you asked softly. he sighed slightly, nodding his head.

after diner, you two washed up the dished together. his mood became lighter at diner and has held up ever since. he was washing the dishes while you dried them and put them away. “the food was amazing. thank you so much, princess.” he beamed. you smiled, kissing his cheek. “thank you, and it’s no problem. that’s what married people do. did you like the lunch i packed you?” you asked. “yes, thank you. the heart shaped sandwiches never get old.” he replied sincerely, causing you to smile. once the dishes were finished, you meant to make your way to the living room to start a movie but was stopped by jun-ho. he grabbed your arm lightly, pulling you into his chest. “i seen that note, baby.” he said, lips grazing your ear. you knew what the meant. you had left a steamy note in his lunch, hoping that he wouldn’t have read it. that he would’ve just dropped it or left it. but he did the opposite; he read it and he read it multiple times. the notes was short; i love the way you fucked me last night, you always make me feel so good. please, do it again later. need it, sir. the note left his pants tight, adding to his stress, he wanted you all day long, wanted nothing more than to fuck you. “you did? i-i didn’t mean for you to, i swear.” he chuckled, lifting your face up with his thumb and index finger on her chin. “then why did you put it in there? if you didn’t want me to see it, you shouldn’t of put it in there, baby.” you gulped at his tone, nodding. to other people, this would seem like a toxic relationship, but this is all consensual. this wasn’t an everyday thing, sometimes jun-ho just needed to let out steam and this was his way of doing so. with your agreement of course, which was usually just you playing the part by pleading or just simply nodding. he looked at you intently, looking for a small nod or any sign of discomfort. you nodded shortly though, giving him the green light. “you know i can’t just let you get away with that right doll?” you nodded slightly. you knew what was in store for you; a long night.

a/n; hi! this is just a sample of what i write, and maybe this story?

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mercy-burning · 4 years

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Pretty Please (Reprise)

Pairing: Spencer Reid x fem!Reader Summary: About a year has passed since Reader and Spencer got together, and they spend the day celebrating. PART 1 / PART 2 / PART 3 / PART 4 / EPILOGUE Category: Fluff, mostly Smut 18+ (dom!Spencer, fingering, slight exhibitionism, car sex, penetrative sex, unprotected sex- creampie, slight degradation) Warnings: Sex, language. As always, if there’s anything I missed, please let me know what I should include in warnings! I want to be as mindful as I can about what I post. Thank you! Word Count: 1.7k

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NOTE: Thank you all so much for reading this series! It turned into something I wasn’t really expecting, and I’m very glad you all have enjoyed it, because it’s really pushed me to keep writing. Thank you!!! I hope you enjoy this short little spicy epilogue 🥰

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She knew she was going to be in for it later, but she didn't care. Messing with him was too much fun. Not to mention when he finally got her alone and had his way with her, she would be more than satisfied.

"Y/N, stop it," Spencer said lowly in her ear.

Her hand remained on its course as she smirked, and he sighed, irritated. When she circled the tip of his dick through his pants, keeping her eyes focused on the scene in front of her, he grabbed it, lacing his fingers through hers and setting their entwined hands on her knee.

She pouted, but smiled right after, then turned her attention to the screen.

Spencer and Y/N were coming up on one whole year of being together, and though she just wanted to spend the day inside, he insisted on taking her out. They went out for breakfast, then to the park, and now they were at the movie theater. She tried to enjoy every second, and though deep down she really did—she always enjoyed being with him regardless of what they were doing—she was desperate for him. He'd been away on a case for almost a week and a half, and now that he was home she was feeling particularly... needy.

She hardly paid attention to the movie, her thoughts clouded by images and memories of their first excursion together. She replayed it over and over in her head, the wanting look in his eyes as she sank to her knees and pleaded for him to let her make up for the fact that she'd invaded his privacy. "Pretty please," she'd begged, and since then she always remembered how beautiful he looked in that moment. She never forgot it, and never would in a million years.

If there weren't any other people in the theater, she would have been bolder, maybe even so bold as to re-create that moment right there. Though, as hot as sex in public had proved to be on occasion, she'd come to learn that Spencer was not a fan of germs, and she knew ultimately that even if there weren't any people in the theater, he wouldn't have let her get on the floor to do what she wanted anyway.

They were sitting in the back row, though, and the only other people in the room was a family of four down in the middle. So Y/N wanted to take another risk.

He eventually untangled his fingers from hers once he trusted her to not make any moves, and she took that as her opening. She waited about fifteen minutes, and then reached under her skirt, inconspicuously hooking her fingers through the waistband of her panties and pulling them down her legs as her eyes stayed glued to the screen. She felt Spencer's hand grip her knee in warning, but she didn't care. As she reached for her cup and took a drink from her soda, her other hand dropped her panties in his lap.

That was all she was going to do, and she should have known he'd make this hard on her, but alas, when his hand slid up from her knee and rested at her inner thigh, his pinkie finger reaching over and resting just above her clit, she almost choked on her soda.

"You asked for it," he leaned over and whispered lowly in her ear, pressing a soft kiss to her neck before pulling back. His hand stayed where it was for just a few minutes before he shifted, wasting no time plunging his middle and ring fingers inside her. Y/N bit her lip to stifle a moan, while also clutching the armrests of the seat for dear life as his fingers pumped in and out slowly.

As the movie played in front of them, Spencer brought her to the edge three times, pulling his fingers out and licking them clean as she fought the urge to beg him to let her cum, right before going back in each time. It was torture, but she did, in fact, sign up for it.

When it was obvious that the movie was ending, he picked up his pace and curled his fingers in just the right way, and she almost yelped. He leaned into her one last time, and said, "You're going to cum on my fingers, and then you're going to clean them, got it? Be fast."

That was all she needed to finish, and she came as quietly as she could, her legs clenching around his hand and her eyes squeezing shut as she tried not to call out. When he felt her legs loosen around him, he slid his fingers up through her pussy and circled her clit a few times, making her jolt forward, before pulling away and quietly bringing his fingers to her mouth. She happily took them, sucking them as quickly and quietly as she could. She let out a soft groan as he pulled them out, but then stifled a louder one as he ran his fingers through her again, gathering more of her arousal. She cleaned them off once more before the credits started to roll, and then he stood up, bringing her with him.

As the family ahead of them walked up the aisles and out of the door, Spencer shoved her panties in his pocket and ushered themselves out behind them.

He didn't say a word the whole walk to the car. And even when they started driving, he said nothing.

"Hey," Y/N started nervously as he pulled out of the parking lot. "I... I hope I didn't make you do something you were uncomfortable with. I was onl— wait, where are we going? I thought you said after the movie we'd go home?"

Spencer gave a knowing smile as he drove down an empty alley. "That was before you decided to act like a needy little whore in public. I was going to wait until we got home and be gentle with you, but now I have some other ideas."

She tried to hide a grin, already growing excited and wondering what he was going to do to her.

He parked the car and unbuckled his seatbelt before scooting the seat all the way back and moving to undo his belt. "You're going to ride me until I finish, and maybe if you're lucky you'll get to cum. Get over here." His voice was desperate, and Y/N could tell that his primary goal was to get off, it didn't matter if she did as well or not. But they'd been in that position before, and she knew that even if she didn't orgasm now, when they got home he would give her whatever she wanted. He always did.

Spencer removed his dick from his pants as she climbed over him, her skirt fanning out over them. Without warning he gripped her hips and brought her down on top of him, and she gasped as his hips lifted to meet hers. He did this a few more times before stilling and willing her to move on her own accord. She set a steady pace bouncing on him as her hands gripped his shoulders. His hands, in turn, slipped under her skirt and gripped her ass, his fingernails digging in as harshly as they could. It spurred her to move faster, and he leaned his head back with a groan. "Shit, pretty girl, just like that..."

He lifted his hips then, just a little so he could hit inside her deeper as she came down, and she cried out. She could feel him getting closer, and she knew just what would do the trick. "Fuck, baby, cum inside me, please! Give it to me," she breathed, high-pitched and close to the edge herself.

Sure enough, his cock pulsated inside her and in no time he was filling her up, groaning out her name as it happened. She kept going, though, chasing her own release that was just on the surface, almost about to break through the water. But Spencer pulled her off of him and she whined, feeling his cum start to leak out a little.

"Please, Spencer, I was so close... Please..."

As she hovered over him, her legs barely holding herself up, he gripped her chin in his right hand and looked her in the eye. "I don't know... You were being a pretty bad girl at the theater."

"I know, and I'm so, so sorry..."

He ran his tongue over his bottom lip before biting it, pausing for a moment and then cocking his head and using his free hand to run up her inner thigh. "Beg for it."

"Spencer, please," she whined, leaning into his touch. "I'm sorry, please, just let me cum, I promise I'll be good."

It apparently wasn't to his satisfaction, because he continued tracing patterns along her inner thigh as his cum dripped down it. His eyes searched hers, silently telling her what she needed to say to get what she wanted.

She almost smiled as she said it, dropping her voice to a seductive plea. "Pretty please..."

He smirked, sliding his fingers inside her. "That's my girl."

He fucked his cum back into her with his fingers, curling them and feeling her tighten around him as she got closer. "Fuck, thank you, thank you, ohh..."she trailed off, shutting her eyes and going blind with pleasure. Soon enough she was crying out as she peaked, her fingernails no doubt leaving marks in Spencer's shoulders, even through the fabric of his shirt.

When she caught her breath and loosened her grip on him, he removed his fingers from her and brought them to his mouth, doing his best to get rid of most of the mess. But then, as if he'd had an epiphany, Y/N watched as he pulled his panties from his pocket and used them to clean up between her legs and what little had made its way onto his pants and the seat of the car beneath them.

"You know I put napkins in the glovebox, right?" she laughed as she got off his lap and sat down in her own seat. She grabbed one of them and opened it to bunch her panties in, finally setting it in her lap as Spencer readjusted himself.

"Yeah, but that was more fun anyway," he replied matter-of-factly, and it made her smile.

"Hey, before we go home can we stop for a burger? Car sex makes me crave fast food."

As he started the car and turned on the radio, the familiar tune of Love Song by Tesla picking up where it left off on the mix CD she'd made him for their anniversary, he leaned over to kiss her cheek sweetly. "Anything for you, pretty girl."

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alreadyblondenow · 4 years

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Water Bugs

▸ Taeil x reader ▸ 1.7k words ▸ Smut, Fluff ▸ Swearing, skinny dipping, unprotected sex, a lot of kissing, inspired by my favorite scene from the movie The Vow ▸ Requested and part of B’s giving back event, Ho Ho Ho?! See anon request message at the end of this drabble.

Singles night out. A mandatory celebration for Taeil, Jaehyun, and Johnny for being single over the years. It’s not that they chose not to date, they haven’t found their special someone yet. So every after Christmas, they meet at the town Starbucks and exchange gifts with each other. But this year, the snow was incredibly a pain in the ass so Johnny and Jaehyun ditched Taeil for the first time after five years. He was sad of course, but he totally understood the situation.

When he was about to leave the crowded Starbucks, he saw a figure standing awkwardly in front of his table. “Hi, are you just about to leave? I was wondering if I can sit here, everywhere else is full” you said, carrying your tray with two hot cinnamon buns and a cup of hot chocolate.

Taeil was completely mesmerized by your beauty, and he can feel his heartbeat so fast that he forgot he was about to leave. Is this what they called love at first sight? He was cold before you came in, but when he saw you, it’s like your warmth hugged him from where you’re standing and he’s blushing so bad. “You must be new here, you don’t know that this Starbucks is always full?- Oh please, sit. My friends aren’t coming” Taeil smiles, happy to have company.

“Yes, I just moved in for my work. Are you from around here?” you sat down and took a sip from your drink as you wait for his answer, then you remember, “How rude of me- I’m Y/n, by the way,” you offered your hand for him to shake.

“Taeil” you two shake hands and exchange sweet smiles, “and yes I’m from here” he added.

Maybe Jaehyun and Johnny didn’t make it for a reason, Taeil thought. Maybe you are the beautiful ending note of this singles night out. After exchanging names, you and Taeil talked and talked until you found out that he is an actual gentleman who sings oh so good and is single. Then two cups of hot chocolates ago, you two are exchanging numbers, waving goodbye to each other under the snow, with a promise of seeing each other again the day after tomorrow for a planned dinner date.

Everything happened so fast in one week. The first date was soon followed by a second date, ice skating under the stars, buying late Christmas gifts for each other, movie nights, walking hand in hand under the snow, warming each other by a heated kiss or make-out session. Taeil is like a hidden adventure in this unknown town you just moved in and you are more than happy that you met him in that awful crowded Starbucks.

“They will love you,” he says, trying to ease your nervousness. Every year, Taeil’s family is hosting a new year’s eve party for close friends, family, and neighbors. And this year, he is proudly bringing you and letting everyone know that he finally has someone special.

And Taeil was right, everyone adored you even the kids. Not to mention that you are actually having a good time because his family is as goofy as he is and everyone is excited about the new year. While you were talking to his cousins, Taeil swiftly snatched you from them, brought you to his car, and drove away.

“Where are we going? It’s almost countdown” you were hand in hand while he was driving, kissing your cold hand and not answering your question. When he finally stopped the car, it was pitch black, and all you can see is a lake and the moon shining brightly.

“I just brought you to the best view for the fireworks,” he says. Your eyes widened in shock when you saw him stripping and removing his clothes. “My grandfather told me to bring you here because he believes that this lake brought good luck to his relationship with grandma and that they grew old together because they swam here once a year” he wasn’t shy, so you don’t have any reason to be shy too. And the thought of Taeil planning to be with you for the longest of time is something so romantic and enough push to remove your clothes too.

When you two were standing in front of the lake, freezing with just your underwear, Taeil is the one who took initiative to get naked and go in the cold water. “Whenever you’re ready,” he says a little too loud, waiting for you.

It was really cold and you were giggling while you strip in front of Taeil. You hug your exposed body as you get in the water and meet him with a cold embrace and warm kiss. You two swam in the middle of the lake not giving a fuck at how cold the water is because the moment is just too beautiful to waste. Water splashing, a generous amount of flirting and making out, then boom.

Fireworks light up the sky with the moon watching calmly. Taeil’s arms are caging you under the water as you two watch the fireworks. “I’m not planning on letting you go” he whispers softly.

You turn your head and see his handsome face wet and blushing because of the cold and because of you. You pull him closer and gave him a deep kiss, “Not planning to let you go either” you said and in the heat of the moment, you and Taeil kissed roughly and with want. His hands were all around your body, caressing your skin underwater. You can feel his cock poking your thigh and sometimes brushing on your slit that simply makes you moan and smile.

“As much as I want you now, we can’t have sex for the first time in this lake” he says, kissing your neck.

“In your car then?” you suggest shivering and keeping him close. He nods and guides you back to his car, carrying you effortlessly with his strong arms. You two were shaking inside, all bundled up with a thick blanket that he had at the backseat of his car. Taeil made you sat on his lap, his arms cradle you like a baby while he was keeping you warm. You were bodies to bodies while giggling and kissing, and finally, you feel his hand on your inner thighs. He doesn’t need any permission to touch you but he still asked like the gentleman that he is, and once you said yes, he brushed his middle finger up and down your wet slit which makes your head roll back and gave him an opening to kiss your neck.

Everything that’s happening right now was enough to heat you both up, you removed the blanket and sat comfortably on his lap with your legs on both his sides. You grind deliciously on his cock, coating it with your pussy juices while his cold lips spread kisses on your chest, all the way to your nipples, and suck them until they’re both swollen. It feels so good and the mixture of lust and cold is just so perfect.

“Are we going to fuck raw on our first time?” he asks, nipping your earlobe while his hands knead your boobs.

“Sure” you moan out, guiding his hand on your clit. “Ohhh just like that” you request, holding on to his nape and moan near his ear. Fuck he’s getting really hard, you thought.

“Are you on pill?”

“No” you tease him and suddenly he stopped everything before you can even cum.

“Well do you want to have kids so soon?” he slowly lay you down the backseat and kiss the valley between your boobs, hold your knees, and spread your legs so he can line his cock.

“Pull out for tonight big boy, I’m not that easy” you bit his lips, sling your arms around his neck, and feel him push inside you slowly. “Fuck you’re big” you gasped, move your head from side to side until his cock is fully in. Taeil kissed your neck until you calm down and soon rolled his hips slowly. On the first thrust, you were moaning so good that you kept him close to your body and spreading your legs more for better access. “Go deeper” you whisper but it came out as a low moan.

“Having second thoughts about me pulling out? Sure you don’t want me to cum inside you, baby?” he smirked and continued fucking you good. You don’t know how but you scored a gentleman and a man who can fuck right, that’s what you’ve been thinking all this time. Everything he did to your body is perfect, every sound he let out is full of lust, every sweet word he tells you goes straight to your heart.

“I love you” this is not how you planned to tell him but the words somehow came out of nowhere. But you have no regrets.

“I was planning to say it first. I love you too and fuck-“ he picked up his pace which made you both a moaning mess while he was in the middle of saying something important, but he was so close. “I’ll do everything to make you happy and keep you in my life” he kissed you deeply while his right hand goes in between your bodies to draw circles on your clit, putting enough pressure on it so you will moan loudly, whimper, and gasp for air. Taeil did the same and pulled out so quickly to jerk his cock with his left hand and still make you cum with his right hand.

“Oh my go- Taeil! fuck-“ he felt your legs shiver as you cum on his fingers. The sight of him jerking in front of you was the one that made you cum and let go. He looked so hot jerking his cock, stroking it quickly then slowly. You reached for him even if you feel so weak and out of breath, kissing him with tongue, and biting his cold lips.

“I changed my mind. You are the only exception Moon Taeil. Fuck me again and cum inside me” it was an invitation he can’t refuse so he lines his cock again when he felt you grind your hips on him.

“I love you” he said, looking deep in your eyes and stoping the world for you.

“I love you too” Then he pushes in again and fucked you for the second time tonight.

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Dear Anon, I had so much fun in writing this! Omg it’s something I want to experience too hehe and also I love writing for Taeil! Thank you so much I hope you enjoy this 💚

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imeldasboot · 3 years

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BROKEN LOVE

characters: imelda, coco and julio

description: NEVER HAPPENED IN THE MOVIE!!

so this is just how i would imagine imelda and coco before when coco was still a teen and still loves showing her love to music! except for her mamá, i dont know how to speak spanish so i will use some of the words i only know or if i want to add something spanish i will use google translator so pls correct if its wrong!

i kinda got some ideas from that la bikina comic from @miguelcocofangirl also i wish all of the things i imagine about them will be shown if ever there's a coco 2 or i wish it was shown in coco, hope you like it! :)

its a sunny day in santa cecilia its almost night tho, coco is staring at the window, leaning and doesnt know what to do while her mamá is at the market buying food for their dinner, julio called coco.

"coco!"

julio is coco's bestfriend, though julio has a secret feelings for coco(just how i would think how their relationship started with each other) and he never told her yet.

"julio!!" she smiled at him

"hey is your mamá there?"

"no, she went to the market!"

"come down!! do you wanna go to the plaza?!"

"sí!!! wait for me"

coco rushed down the stairs, puts on her shoes her mamá made for her and went out with julio.

they walked out to the streets and went to the plaza

"julio, i cant let mamá see us at the plaza, especially the plaza is crawling with mariachis! anddd music!"

"sí sí! don't worry coco, i'll be here to protect you, just have fun"

they arrived at the plaza, coco is kinda hungry since imelda havent made their dinner and not back yet. julio told coco to stay and wait for him

"i'm hungry i should've ate something before going out, these people selling things made my stomach grow!"

"oh, stay there yes? i'll be right back"

"oh o-okay.. hehe?"

coco sat on the bench and watched the mariachis play, she sang along and smiles while waiting for julio to come back

julio went to buy some pan dulce and limonada (a mexican bread and lemonade) it costed 15 pesos and 10 pesos total 20 pesos not that bad so julio doesnt need to worry, he also wanted coco not to starve since he's the one who invited coco to go out in a sunny day.

julio came back and saw coco just standing there and watching the mariachis play music and she dances, julio smiled and that made his heart melt <3

"coco! here."

"julio! wh-"

"i didnt want you to starve so here take this, dont worry about me i already ate, go feed your barriga hambrienta (hungry tummy)"

"oh julio you don't need to do this! i'm fine"

"no no please go eat mamá imelda would get mad"

"*giggles* gracías julio, gracías."

"no hay problema coco!"

they sat there and watch the bands play their favorite songs, after coco eats, poco loco plays and julio stood up to her and held his hand to her

"dance señorita?"

coco laughs and danced along with julio happily beside the band, as the music plays, their feet moves, her dress sways, coco enjoys every moment with julio

"you're the best julio, thankyou."

"anything to make you happy"

imelda is going home, she went her way to the plaza and noticed a girl with a braid and knew its coco,

"is that..coco? ugh i knew she's with that idiota again! anddd at the plaza!"

she madly walked towards the two bestfriends

"coco!"

"mamá!...."

"didnt i tell you not to go to the plaza!"

julio stands behind because he knows how imelda gets mad. imelda doesnt hate julio its just that julio gets away with coco and plays and listens to music with her and imelda hates music though julio knows that but he also knows coco loves it and he's the only one who can listen and get along with her. (so maybe when they got married, julio just accepted the banning of music and stayed with coco cuz he loves her, its impossible that coco never told julio about her obsession with music. and maybe julio forgot and ignored music bcz of mama imelda and he got used to the ban of it but coco never did. this is just how i imagine it)

"but mama por favor(please)..."

"you! are coming home. NOW!"

"perdon(sorry)julio."

"its okay! goodnight coco.."

imelda walked away to the plaza to their home

coco waved bye to julio and went with her mamá.

when they arrived home, imelda puts her groceries at the table, coco sat at the chair, house is silent. imelda gave coco an angry stare

"why are you so hard to listen?! didnt i tell you to never go to the plaza and never listen to music! you know plaza is always crowded with mariachis!"

imelda shouts at her, coco stares at her angrily and

"what about it mamá?! can't i have fun? just for one day!?? why do you always have to do this!? and what's wrong with listening to music?! WHY?!"

"didnt i banned music? thats why you shouldnt listen! you're never allowed to go out without my permission and next time i dont ever want to see you with julio again, EVER AGAIN!" imelda points a finger to coco and giving her a warning, coco is not done with it yet, but imelda turned around to fix the food she bought.

"why does music bother you? why did you ban it? and why did you tore papa's picture on our photo?! MAMÁ ANSWER ME! WHATS THE REASON FOR BANNING MUSIC?!"

imelda slams the bottle of avocado oil and turns around in shock and anger that she couldnt handle what's going on anymore

"BECAUSE IT ALWAYS REMINDS ME OF YOUR PAPÁ! IT BREAKS MY HEART COCO. HEARING MUSIC BREAKS ME!"

coco went silent and felt sorry for it. imelda walked away with tears going to her room

"mamà...."

imelda shutted the door and leans on the door breaking down, breathing heavily till she sat on the floor, she remembers hector leaving, she hears his goodbyes and misses his kisses, she miss his hugs and remembered their sweet moments, she was crying a lot and in pain. she hates herself when she's like this. remembering the love of her life is her weakness. she couldnt stop crying, all what coco said keeps playing on her head. why does music really bother me? why does it remind me of him? i already forgot about him! i already did! and this shouldnt be happening, it shouldnt make me cry! i shouldnt be crying over that man! that man who left us! but that still doesnt make her stop crying, it made her more cry on her knees, tears dropping on her dress and heart beating fast. coco doesnt know what to do, so she just waited for her to go out and say sorry.

imelda went out and wiped her nose and tears, coco is sitting on the chair and just staring at the floor, imelda went to the kitchen and makes tamales for dinner, after preparing she sets the table and called coco to eat

"dinner, coco."

house is full of silence and you can only hear the spoon fork and wind, coco sat in front of imelda and before she eats

"im sorry mamá. i never thought about it, i wish i knew"

"eat your dinner coco its gonna get cold. "

and they started to eat their dinner.

thats all i hope its not that bad, im really bad at writing but i just want to share my coco imagines or my coco imagines that i think happened that wasnt included in the movie or was never thought by the coco directors

#pixar coco #coco #ernesto de la cruz #imelda rivera #coco rivera #mama coco #fanfic #coco fanfiction

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ssatoritendou · 4 years

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Space Date

Oikawa Tooru

Pairing: oikawa/xreader

Word count: 1.5k

+ summary: You have tickets to amazing new planetarium but known one wants to go with you that’s until your friend suggest the only other person in school that enjoys space just as much as you do.

Genre: Fluff

"Yes! Yes!" You cheered at lunch.

"You won the contest?" Aiko asked.

"Yes. I got 2 tickets to the new planetarium and I get it all to myself for an hour before everyone else and of course one lucky guest." You looked around the lunch table at all your friends.

"No offense Y/n but we don't find planets and stars are all that interesting."

"Aww, then what do with the extra ticket. I guess I could sell it." You frowned a little.

"N/n!” Your nickname only given by Aoba Johsai pretty setter was shouted and followed by demand, “Tell Iwa I'm smart!" Oikawa shouted from the neighboring table.

"Shittykawa leave her alone. I'm sorry for his behavior Y/n."

"It's fine. I'm used to him being a dumbass." You chuckled.

"So mean Y/n." He whipped his head back to his table.

"Hey Y/n doesn't Oikawa believe in aliens and they're from space? You can ask him to go with you?"

"Uh, I don't think so. I mean I get small threats when he walks me home after our clubs from his fangirls." I said. Aiko rolled her eyes and picked up a can of soda and threw it at Oikawa's head.

"Hey Y/n that was mean!"

"She didn't do it I did. Oikawa you like space right?"

"Yeah it's interesting and so are the extraterrestrials."

"Yeah probably because you want to find your home planet." Iwaizumi stated. Oikawa stuck his tongue out at him.

"Y/n over here has 2 tickets to the new planetarium and she gets an hour to herself before it opens to the rest of the public. You are taking her."

"Ok. I would very much like to take Y/n on a date."

"It's not a date weirdo," You said, feeling your cheeks get a little red.

"Ok. What time should I come to your house tonight?"

"Around 5:00 I think is ok. We can go to the planetarium and then we can get food afterward. I have to get back to class now. Come on Aiko we are going to be late."

"But the bell hasn't rung yet."

"We are always late and we get in trouble. Now let's go." I grabbed Aiko by her jacket and pulled her away from the table. "See you, idiots, later."

"I embarrassed you didn't I?"

"What do you think?!" You said a little aggravated. "Sorry, but I told you it was just a little crush. Not even worth measuring on my fingers."

"I think you would cute together."

"You better hope no one hears about this because I can't take any more of those fangirls. Someone threw milk bread at me the other day and it was a burnt batch." You rubbed your head in the spot you were hit with milk bread.

"I like to see those girls try and take on me." She put her fist up.

"You don't need to get into any more trouble." You laughed.

There was knocking on your front door. You looked at the time and out the window. You rushed to get downstairs before your mother-

"Oh Hi Mrs. L/n. I'm here to pick up Y/n for our date."

Too late.

"I told you it wasn't a date." You grumbled at the top of the stairs. He was staring at you. This is what happens when you tell your mom that Oikawa and you were going to the planetarium.

She always thought Oikawa Tooru was a very charming, kind, young gentleman that she thought of you put effort into the way you look tonight for the young aspiring setter.

Like you wouldn’t want to look nice for him.

"Dumbass stop staring. I may not have the same strength as Iwaizumi but I'll still hit you."

"Y/n that's no way to talk to your date." Your mother commented.

"It's ok Mrs. L/n, I was just teasing Y/n. Sorry I didn't mean to stare Y/n."

"It's fine. We got to go or we'll be late. Bye, mom see you later."

"Please take care of my daughter Tooru."

"Will do Mrs. L/n." You rushed Oikawa out the door. "You aren't actually going to hit me Y/n, right?"

"Of course not Dumbass. Just don't look at me like that."

"Can't help it you look pretty. Oh, I forgot I got you these on the way here." He handed you a bouquet.

"Thank you. Seriously though if we don't start going we are going to be late."

"Hm. You, young people, don't understand the concept of punctuality."

"We are very sorry sir. It was my fault I was running late picking up my girlfriend. I was practicing a little too much in the gym today."

"Oh, honey leave the 2 kids alone. What matters is that they are here." A woman said next to the man. "Aren't you two cute together. Aren't you the setter from Aoba Johsai?"

"Yes, I am Madam. But tonight is about taking my girlfriend on a date."

"Yes of course. You two enjoy yourselves." You handed the lady the tickets and walked forward with Oikawa.

"So what place do you want to go first?" He turned his head towards you. "Are you alright Y/n?"

"You called me your girlfriend."

"Sorry, it was just a ruse so they would let us by and not waste anymore of our precious time here. I know winning these tickets was important to you Y/n."

"I forgot you do that sometimes."

"Do what?"

"You know the fake smile thing you do. You use it all the time. It's hard to know if you are really smiling about things anymore."

"I do not always use it."

"Yes, you do. Around your fangirls, people at school, and the press. I wish I could see your genuine smile."

"Y/n but I smile all the time when I'm with you."

"Hmm. Looks a lot like your fake one. Let's go this way." You pulled him along to the stars exhibit.

After an hour and a half in the planetarium, you and Oikawa decided that you should go get something to eat. You ended up staying for an extra 30 minutes to see a short movie about mars.

"So why did you bring me to this special opening?" He asked as you were getting some food.

"I didn't Aiko did."

"Then why did she decided for you to bring me?"

You blushed a little. "Because none of my friends like space and she didn't want me going alone to the city. And she knew you liked it." You started to take out your wallet.

"Nope, I'm paying. It's my treat. Think of it as a thank you."

"Fine. But I'll pay for dessert."

"We'll see." He smirked.

"Truth be told I wish I just came by myself. It's nothing against you Oikawa but some of your fangirls are getting out of hand." You laughed.

"Hm. Did they hurt you?" His demeanor changed to more serious

"Burnt milk bread to the head doesn't exactly feel the greatest. And the little-death notes in my lockers are a little excessive."

He made a sad face and brought you closer to him. "So you are afraid of how they will retaliate after our date."

"This isn't a date Tooru Oikawa." You said pushing him away.

"Oya? Using my first name Y/n?" He teased.

"Why did you agree Oikawa? Hm. I can think of a million over things you could do than spend an evening with me."

"Y/n I like hanging out with you. You are very charming and not the fake kind of charming I do. You are very kind and you do love volleyball."

"I didn't know liking volleyball was in the criteria of being your friend."

"Oh ho ho but the thing is..." He got down on one knee and held your hand "...I want you to be my girlfriend."

"Huh? Me?" You pointed to yourself.

"Uh yes you."

"Did the steak curry poisoned you or something?" You asked.

"Y/n you don't need to accept my feelings but know that they are there."

"About me?"

"Damnit Y/n. Yes about you. I've been in love with you since I laid eyes on you. I "accidentally" threw the volleyball in your direction just so I could talk to you." He yelled in frustration. He was doing weird hand gestures.

"Ok. Calm down. I-I like you too."

"You better not be saying that to make me feel better or something."

"Dumbass I have a crush on you. But it was a small one."

"Aww Y/n that's so cute. Is that a yes then?"

"No dumbass I'm just going to walk away. Of course, it's a yes idiot."

"You are starting to sound like Iwa."

"Please don't get me and your boyfriend confused with each other. I'm much kinder to you than him."

"Iwa is not my boyfriend!"

"Uh-huh. He's your volleyball boyfriend." You said making smooching noises at him before he lightly kissed you.

"That sure did shut you up." He chuckled.

"Oi, s-shut up you." I stammered out as I felt my face heat up.

"You are so cute Y/n."

#haikyuu!!#haikyū!!#hq imagines #hq oikawa #oikawa fluff #oikawa tooru #tooru oikawa x reader #oikawa x reader #oikawa tooru x reader #hq tooru #hq tooru oikawa #hq oikawa tooru

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cali-holland · 4 years

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The Only Exception- Harrison Osterfield One Shot

Pairing: Harrison Osterfield X Reader

Prompt: Being in love with your best friend is hard, but it’s even more difficult when he doesn’t believe in love (College AU)

Word Count: 4400

Warnings: Swearing; drinking; making out?? Haz being a bit of a fuckboy??

Masterlist Harrison Osterfield Masterlist

*Gif is not mine*

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Harrison didn’t believe in love. He didn’t fall in love. He did a lot of things, but he didn’t fall in love.

Unlike you, his best friend.

You believed in love. You fell in love. A lot. And when you were in love, you were madly passionate about him.

Unlike Harrison because he simply didn’t fall in love.

“C’mon, just this once.” You begged, trying to get him to watch your all-time favorite movie, The Princess Bride.

“No way.” He laughed, shaking his head.

“Why not? You veto all of my movies.” You pouted. Harrison sat down beside you on the sofa, a bowl of popcorn in his hands. You moved the blanket so that it was covering both of you and he set the bowl down in his lap.

“I hate rom coms. True love? It’s just bullshit.” He said before shoving a handful of popcorn in his mouth. It was the same argument every Thursday with him. For the past few years, you and Harrison would have regular movie nights on every Thursday night, and every Thursday (when it was your turn to choose) you would suggest a rom com. You only allowed him to veto the genre because you didn’t want him choosing any sort of horror movie.

“No, it’s not.” You shook your head, continuing to search Netflix for a good flick.

“It totally is. Look at you and Anthony. How long did that true love last?” He raised his eyebrows at you as he smirked.

“Eight months.” You grumbled. You turned to look at Harrison, “What about you and Lily?”

“Long term friends with benefits.” He corrected you. “We weren’t dating. We never even held hands.”

“Oh, right. Forgot about your ridiculous rules.” You rolled your eyes, looking back at the TV.

Harrison had three rules when it came to his “relationships”:

1. No holding hands because that’s “far too intimate”- you just liked to mock him for being scared of coodies.

2. No pet names because they create attachment. “Haz” was only acceptable in bed.

3. No cuddling because, again, it’s too intimate.

And you were the unspoken exception to all three of those rules, which was why you were technically cuddled up to him right now.

“They’re not ridiculous. They’re established boundaries.” He argued.

“Please, you only established those boundaries to keep yourself from falling in love.” You fired back.

“I like my rules, okay? They’re better than falling in love with every person that lays eyes on me.” He quipped.

“I do not.” You protested.

“Fourth rule. You can’t mock me for my lack of love life when you also don’t have a love life.” Harrison stated as he shoved some more popcorn in his mouth.

“You can’t involve me in your stupid rules.”

“Yes, I can. I just did.”

“Whatever.” You sighed, “How does ‘John Wick’ sound?”

“Completely unromantic, so I’ll take it.” He smiled, smugly. You shoved his shoulder as you started the movie.

“What are you doing Saturday?” You asked quietly. The movie played on in the background, but you weren’t paying much mind to it.

“Probably just going out.” Harrison shrugged. You knew exactly what that meant; he’d go out for drinks with Tom or any number of other friends and find some hot broad to hook up with for the night. “What’s up?’

“My sorority’s having a formal. Anthony was supposed to go with me, but,” You trailed off. You weren’t sure why you were so quiet about the subject; it’s not like Harrison hadn’t been your ‘date’ to events before. He was your prom date back in high school because your boyfriend had, of course, broken up with you just beforehand. Harrison stepped in to save the day like he always did; no matter which boy broke your heart, you always had Harrison by your side. He was the one who’d help you through a bad breakup- and you were the one who’d help him through a bad hangover.

“Do you want me to come?” He asked.

“Yes.” You admitted, “I just know everyone else has a date, but I don’t want to disrupt your boys’ night.”

“Of course I’ll go with you.” He replied with a soft smile. “I’ve got you.”

And so, just two days later, Harrison stood in his bedroom, unsure of which tie to wear for your formal. You had sent him a picture of your dress, but that wasn’t much help.

“You going somewhere?” Tom asked as Harrison came into the living room in his dress shirt and slacks.

“Which tie looks better?” Harrison held up the two ties by his neck.

“The one on the left.” He replied, still eyeing his roommate skeptically. Harrison tossed the back up tie on the couch and quickly began to tie the one Tom had chosen. “Where are you going? You don’t wear ties for dates.”

“Y/N’s got a formal.” He answered, looking in the mirror and checking his tie.

“Are you two dating yet?” Tom laughed from his spot on the sofa.

“Dating? No.” Harrison shook his head as if his friend had just said something blasphemous. “That’d be gross.”

“You’ve been friends for how long? You’re so into her, mate.”

“I’m not into her. Besides, I don’t do relationships and all Y/N does is relationships.”

“Have you ever thought that maybe you’re so afraid of commitment because you’re in love with your best friend, but you’re too scared to admit it?”

“Just because you’re seeing a psych major doesn’t mean you get to say shit like that. And I’m not in love with her!” Harrison shouted as he rushed back to his bedroom.

“Whipped.” Tom muttered. Harrison’s tie dilemma had set him back and now he was running late. He pulled on his shoes and grabbed his jacket, quickly putting it on. He checked his hair (and teeth) one last time in the mirror and sprayed one last thing of cologne before heading out the door.

“What took you so long?’ You huffed when he finally arrived at your place to pick you up.

“Couldn’t choose a tie.” Harrison explained as you reached over to straighten it.

“Well, I like this one. It brings out your eyes.” You said as he drove off towards the formal’s event center with a confident smile on his face.

~~~

A few weeks passed after your formal and Harrison found himself pondering on Tom’s words. Was his fear of commitment because he was into you? He refused to even consider the option that he was in love with you- that was ridiculous. Him being in love? With you? That’s the best joke he’s heard all year. Besides, there was no way you could possibly be in love with him.

“Haz? Harrison!” You snapped your fingers in front of his face, drawing him out of his deep thought- about you.

“Yeah?” He asked, blinking away his thoughts. His eyes hurt, but he was sure that was from pulling an all-night because here the two of you were, in the library’s 24-hour section, deep in midterm season. He removed his glasses to rub his eyes, groaning, “What’d I miss?”

“I was just asking if you had plans on Friday.” You said.

“I was going to go out. What’s up?”

“Well, my friend-”

“You’re not trying to set me up with anyone, are you?” Harrison peered at you questioningly.

“It’s just a double date.”

“A double what now?” He asked, not quite sure if he heard you right. He began to fiddle with the pages of his business textbook nervously.

“A double date.” You stated, “You know, a date where two people who like each other hang out alone, and it becomes a double date with a second couple there?” Harrison decided to ignore the fact that your description of a date was just the romantic version of anytime that he hangs out with you. “As I was saying, my friend, Maggie, knows this guy, and she wants to set me up with him. To avoid the whole awkward blind date thing because I hate that, Maggie suggested a double date.”

“So I’d be Maggie’s date?”

“Yes. You don’t have to actually be into her, but just- can you come along so I can just meet the other guy? He sounds like a great guy.” You pleaded, giving him your best puppy dog eyes.

“Y/N, you know I don’t-”

“Haz, please.” You pouted this time, putting your hands on top of his.

“Alright, but just for you.” He caved. “Yay!” You smiled as Harrison thought to himself ‘I could look at that smile for days’. He quickly shook those thoughts from his head, turning back to the book in front of him. He was absolutely not into you.

When Friday came around, Harrison told you he’d pick you up, just like for your formal. He stood in his bedroom, looking at himself shirtless in the mirror. He had three button-up shirts in his hands and he was trying to decide which one would look better on him. His room was trashed from him digging through his closet just to find the right jeans. He didn’t really go on double dates- in fact, he’s never been on one, so he didn’t know what he was expected to wear. He let out a sigh, looking over at his open door as Tom passed by his room with his eyes glued to his phone.

“Tom, come here for a second.” Harrison called out to him. Tom stood in the hallway, eyebrows raised at his friends’ condition. “I’ve narrowed it down to three shirts. Which one?”

“Middle one.” Tom replied almost immediately. Harrison had to admit, the other two were awful compared to the middle one, and he didn’t know why he had them as options. “Got a nice date?”

“Y/N wants to go on a double date.” He explained, pulling on the shirt and buttoning it up.

“You’re finally going on a date with her?” Tom asked in disbelief.

“No.” Harrison shook his head quickly. “Her friend is introducing her to this guy, and I’m going out with that friend tonight.”

“So you’re going to sit through Y/N being on a date?”

“I’ve done it before.”

“Yeah, but you’re always a grump about it the next day and you’re always hungover the next day.”

“I gotta go or else I’ll be late.” Harrison said, shaking off his roommate. With one last check in the mirror, he was ready to go and practically bounded out the door to his car.

“You’re looking sharp.” You stated, getting into the passenger seat of his car when he pulled up to your house.

“You look good.” Harrison replied once he had taken in your outfit of a simple floral dress.

“We’re going to that pizza place downtown.” You told him and he drove off, heading for your destination.

“So what’s Maggie like?” He asked.

“She’s a total sweetheart. I met her in my econ class last semester.” You said and he hummed in acknowledgement, “You don’t have to like her.”

“Depends on the beer at the pizza place, maybe I’ll like her a lot.” Harrison joked, making you playfully punch him in the shoulder.

“She’s nice.”

“I don’t like nice girls. That’s all I’m saying.” He shrugged with a chuckle.

“Don’t get drunk on this date, for me?” You pleaded, already knowing where his mind was headed.

“Fine, I won’t.” He shook his head with a smile as he pulled into the parking lot.

Once he had parked, the two of you made your way inside, where you met up with Maggie and your date, James. You and James clicked right away, meanwhile Maggie would try to strike up a conversation with Harrison, who would seemingly try his hardest to not interact with her. You would sometimes kick him under the table as a way to say “start flirting or else” and he’d take the hint for the next few minutes.

After you all had finished your pizza and a first round of drinks, James suggested you all go down to the pub for real drinks. Harrison drove you again over to the pub, giving you the opportunity to talk to him.

“Really? You’re not even going to try with Maggie?” You asked when the two of you were finally alone in his car.

“I’m not feeling it.” Harrison shrugged, trying to brush it off.

“I’ve seen you flirty off your ass with a fever, don’t bullshit me with the “not feeling it” excuse.” You stated.

“I just-“ he sighed, “I really am not feeling it.”

“Just try? At least talk to her. For me?” You turned on your best puppy dog eyes for him.

“Okay.” He grumbled, giving in to your pleas.

Harrison had told you he wouldn’t get drunk and that he would at least try to talk to Maggie. But once you all ended up at the pub, he wasn’t sure if he could keep his end of the deal. Harrison couldn’t describe it, the annoying urge in his gut to physically take on James for talking to you. He was so focused on you and James flirting up a storm across the high table that he could barely hear Maggie talk. You excused yourself to go use the bathroom, and when you returned to the table, Harrison was gone.

“Where’d Harrison go?” You asked, eyeing his empty seat.

“He, uh, said something about the bar.” Maggie replied. You looked over and saw Harrison downing a couple drinks as he talked to the girl beside him.

“I’m sorry about him.” You apologized, “I had a great time tonight, but I really should get him home.” You quickly left off to where Harrison was.

“What do you say, you wanna come back to my place?” Harrison asked the blonde in front of him, his signature smile as charming as ever.

“Harrison!” You exclaimed, smacking him on the arm with your purse.

“Hey!” He yelped, turning to see you. You could tell by the glazed look in his eyes, he was absolutely gone.

“Is this your girlfriend?” The blonde asked, stepping back from Harrison.

“What? No.” You replied and the girl left. Harrison took another shot as you took the blonde’s spot in front of him. Snapping your fingers in front of him, you tried to draw his attention back to you, “Hey, quit it.”

“No, let me drink.” He whined. Before he could take another shot, you took it from his hands.

“You’re done, let’s go.” You said, grabbing his hands and leading him out of the bar. Harrison leaned on you until you managed to get him in the passenger seat of his car. He let out another whine once you got him situated and then got into the driver’s side.

“I’m sorry I’m drunk.” Harrison offered weakly, though it came out mostly slurred.

“Yeah, yeah,” You muttered.

You were thankful he didn’t say anything else on the drive back to his place; you were too annoyed by his actions to even try to talk about it. You dragged him up to his room, trying to keep him quiet so as to not bother Tom.

“I’m sorry.” Harrison whined, flopping onto his bed.

“We’ll talk about it in the morning, okay?” You said, turning away from him to get some pajama pants out for him and a shirt for you to borrow. When you shifted to face him again, he was standing lopsidedly leaning against the wall, trying to kick off his jeans. His shirt was abandoned on the floor next to him.

“God, Haz.” You sighed, moving quickly to help him before he fell over. You had one hand on his bare chest to keep him steady while you used the other to push him back onto the bed. Once he was laying down with his legs hanging off the bed, you pulled his jeans off his legs fully, leaving him in just his boxers.

“I’ve always wanted this.” Harrison mumbled, resting a hand on your face.

“Wanted what? To get shit faced on a double date?” You asked, trying to get him to move so he was actually in bed. He just grabbed your wrists in his hands.

“You.” He gave you the best drunk smile he could muster.

“Haz, you’re drunk.” You said, shaking his hands from your wrists.

“I want you, want you.” He clarified through another tired slur. You shook your head, helping him get into the bed fully.

“Go to sleep, Harrison.”

“I think,” He breathed out, struggling to stay awake as his sleepy blue eyes found yours, “I think I lo-“ He cut himself off with a giggle. “I almost said it, but I didn’t! That would’ve been embarrassing.” He hiccuped, “What a rom com trope that would be.”

“Good night.” You told him, finally getting him under the covers. You changed into one of his shirts and crawled into his bed next to him. He was passed out by the time you’d gotten there. You let out a small sigh as you watched his sleeping form.

“I want you too, Haz.” You whispered before turning around and drifting off to sleep.

The next day, Harrison let out a loud groan as he woke up. He blindly stretched his arms, not wanting to open his eyes yet. He rolled over to reach out for you and he opened his eyes curiously when he found an empty spot beside him. His memory was a bit spotty from last night, but he knew he made it home with you, which meant you would’ve been there in his bed with him, just as you always were whenever you brought him home after a night out.

“Y/N?” Harrison mumbled, slowly sitting up and looking around his room for you. The only trace that you had been there was a glass of water with a couple Motrin pills on the bedside table. He gratefully took the pain reliever and then checked his phone, only to find no new notifications from you.

‘Hey, where you at?’ He texted you, hopeful for a response. He waited a few moments, and when you still hadn’t responded, he decided it was probably time for him to go take care of his morning problem, something which happened a lot when he’d go to sleep wasted with you beside him.

Harrison kept checking his phone throughout the day, but nothing. You weren’t replying to any of his concerned texts, and he wasn’t sure what to do about it. He’d call you, but he knows you hate getting phone calls, claiming that they’re too awkward.

And so, to distract himself from his thoughts of you, Harrison did what he did best on a Saturday night- he went out with his friends to get shit faced and find a hookup. But with each drink he took back, he just thought of you.

He wasn’t even that drunk when he found a girl to hookup with, but she was flirty and had eyes like yours, so how could he say no when she invited him back to her place.

“Haz,” She moaned out as he kissed down her neck.

“Don’t- don’t call me that.” Harrison breathed out, pushing her back onto her bed.

“Harrison’s too much,” She whined, her hands in his hair as she tried to bring him back to kiss him on the mouth.

“Call me Harrison.” He said before continuing to kiss her passionately. She moaned in compliance, her hands finding their way down to his jeans, skipping his shirt altogether. She didn’t even get the button undone when Harrison pulled away from her.

“Harrison,” The girl huffed at the loss of his touch.

“I can’t do this.” Harrison climbed off her.

“What do you mean?” She asked.

“You’re not her.” He shook his head before bolting out of her room and her apartment. Before Harrison could even process what he was doing, he ended up at your place.

Knocking on the door in an urgent manner, he was disappointed when your roommate opened the door.

“She’s not here.” Your roommate said.

“Where is she?” Harrison asked. He watched as your roommate paused for a moment to take in his current state. He shifted, realizing that maybe showing up slightly drunk at your doorstep with obvious hookup hair and swollen lips wasn’t the way to go.

“She’s studying at the library.” She replied.

“Thanks.” He nodded and hurried off to the library.

The whole journey over to the library, Harrison felt like he was losing his mind. Was he really about to go to confess his undying love for you like in some shitty rom com? Was he actually in love with you or was that the alcohol coursing through his veins?

He ran up the stairs of the library, already knowing where you’d be. He stopped when his eyes landed on you. You were sitting at your usual table, the table you always sat at with Harrison, but James was in his seat. And it was James making you throw your head back laughing. Harrison’s heart stopped at the scene.

As he hung his head low and began his walk back home, he knew why he didn’t fall in love. Because the heartbreak hurt too much.

~~~

The day after your double date, when you woke up in Harrison’s bed, he had his arms wrapped around you. It wasn’t the first time you’d stayed over in his bed, but it was the first time you’d woken up like that. You slowly moved yourself out of his embrace, not wanting to wake him. You gathered him some pain reliever and a glass of water, knowing he’d need it when he did eventually wake up. You let out a sigh when you set out this water and pills. He was so peaceful when he was asleep, and as attractive as he was when he was awake, his sleeping form was another level.

It was hard enough being in love with your best friend, but it was even harder when he didn’t believe in love. And somehow Harrison had managed to make it even harder by almost telling you he loved you when he was drunk last night. But he couldn’t have loved you, he was so adamantly against love; it just wasn’t Harrison.

You weren’t sure how much he’d remember when he woke up. You were scared to have that conversation with Harrison if he did remember what he said, or well what he almost said. You did what you’d never done before- you left.

All day, Harrison would text you, asking what happened and if you were alright, but you were at the library, trying to maintain your focus on your studies. Somehow, James had managed to find you in the library that evening. You offered him Harrison’s seat because, well, it was a Saturday night and you hadn’t spoken to Harrison all day- he was most likely off hooking up with a random girl.

But you almost wished you hadn’t invited James to sit with you. Sure, he made you laugh, but it wasn’t the same as with Harrison. You couldn’t focus on your studying with his not so subtle flirtatious jokes. After another small fit of laughter, you opened your eyes to see Harrison leaving the library. His back was to you and his shoulders were slumped in defeat. You sat on the edge of your seat; there was something wrong, he wouldn’t come here if everything was fine.

“Are you okay?” James asked, pulling you from your trance on where Harrison had once stood.

“I- I have to go.” You hurried to pack your things, shoving your notebooks and pens in your backpack carelessly. You ran off out of the library, chasing after Harrison.

“Haz!” You called out, running up to him under the moonlight. He jumped, turning around to face you.

“Y/N,” Harrison’s hands flew to your sides, steadying you as you stopped in front of him.

“What are you doing here?” You asked.

“I was just walking home. It’s nothing, go back to James.” He shook his head, trying to play it cool, but you noticed the tension in his voice.

“What are you really doing here?” You questioned again.

“There’s just-“ He sighed, “I want to tell you something.”

“Yes?”

Harrison sighed again, his fingers rubbing your waist nervously. When he realized what he was doing, he stepped back and dropped his hands from your sides. He looked anywhere, but in your eyes.

“Haz, you know you can tell me anything.” You said, reassuringly. Harrison took your hands in his, making you realize the gravity of what he so desperately needed to say- he was breaking another rule with you.

“I’m- I’m in,” He groaned, tripping over his words. You held back a soft smile, you’d never seen him like this. It took him another moment before he found his words and his blue eyes found yours.

“I’m in love with you, okay? I- I am so crazy about you and I love you. I love you.” Harrison repeated, nodding his head in affirmation, “I never believed in true love or any of that mushy shit, but you made me believe in that. You are the one that showed me love is real.” He paused, cringing a little, and you could tell he was still fighting the alcohol’s hold over him, “I’m not saying this just because I want to hook up with you. I mean I definitely want to, but I want to be your- your boyfriend first and foremost.” He tripped over his words as he said ‘boyfriend’ for the first time in ages when referring to himself, “Screw my stupid rules. I want to hold your hand, I want you to call me Haz whenever you want to, I want your cuddles, I just want you. You’re the only exception.” He paused when he realized you were quiet, “Please, say something. I feel like one of those guys in your romance mo-“ You cut him off by pressing a kiss to his lips.

“I love you too, Haz” You smiled, emphasizing the nickname, and Harrison just pulled you in for a longer, more passionate kiss. He let go of your hands and wrapped his arms around your waist, tugging you even closer to him.

He may not have believed in love before, but he certainly did now as he held you in his arms, kissing you underneath the moonlight.

You pulled away from kissing Harrison for a moment. “For the record, this is definitely a trope straight of a rom com.”

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This Way: Part 4

*not my gif*

Pairing: Tom Holland x Actress! reader

Word Count: 3580

Warnings: still a crazy ass bih lol. I can’t stop with the drama sorryyy

Summary: Y/n starts noticing how weird Tom is being and decides to confront him.

A/N: I think I’m going to post two days in a row then have one day off, but like a sis is nearing the end of her school year so let’s hope I stick with it haha. Please lmk if you’re enjoying this/ have any constructive criticism. ALSO I need help like ded ass don’t know if I’m stupid or if it’s tumblr’s fault, but when I tag people some of the tags don’t work :/ BUT don’t hesitate to ask to be a part of the tag list :)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

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*week and a half before lock down*

You opened the door to the flat exhausted after a long day of filming and walked into the living room to see Tom busy on his laptop. He looked up,

“Oh hi, y/n.” He shut his laptop and stood up, you gave him a strange look.

“Leaving already? Do I smell or something?” You joked and flopped on the couch. Tom has been acting really strange with you after the dinner with his family. Lately he’s been leaving you alone whenever one of the boys got up to leave as well. ‘Was he feeling awkward about being friends?’ you thought to yourself.

“Oh no no you don’t smell. You always smell nice,” He blushed because he said too much, “Just need to work on this script, Harry’s been on my ass about it.” He said and began to walk away before you could reply.

“What? Not even gonna ask how my day was... you know like a friend?” You teased and Tom sighed and squeezed his eyes shut and turned around

“How was your day, y/n?”

“It was long, tiring, and someone was really rude to me on the set.” You sighed and waited for him to sit back down so he could listen, but he never did, “Ok then… how about your day, Tom?” This was starting to get awkward,

“Didn’t really do anything, just ate and worked on the first act of the movie, which still isn’t done so if you’ll excuse me I’m going to my room now.” He said quickly, turning around again walking away.

“How rude. ‘Ya let’s be friends, y/n, it’ll be fun.’” You grumbled and mimicked him in an annoyed voice. Tom heard and felt really bad to pretend he didn’t.

You were now sitting on Harry’s bed watching him edit his short film and eating ice cream, he listened to how your day went,

“And oh my god one of the stunt fighter guys was being a straight up asshole,” You rolled your eyes eating another spoonful of ice cream,

“How so?” Harry asked

“Well I kept messing up this one stunt where I was in heels and we ended up filming it 7 times. I mean I felt bad for wasting time, but that was until the dickhead said, ‘I don’t even know why they casted you, it’s a simple stunt just get this shit down already so we can move on!’” You said in a deep voice mimicking the guy, “I was so embarrassed, but thankfully Ryan stood up for me. Still ruined my day though.”

“What the hell? What kinda asshole-,” He got up from his spot on the bed all riled up, “Who is this guy? I’m gonna end him. Does he even realize how damn hard it is to do a stunt in heels?” You laughed at Harry’s protectiveness, “Tom literally took half a day to film one stunt and he wasn’t in heels!” You shrugged.

“Sit your ass back down. Thanks for trying to protect me, but everything will be fine, I’m strong. It’s business gotta suck it up.” He rolled his eyes and jumped on you with a bear hug. You laughed and tried to push him off of you, but he was too heavy.

“Harry, you bitch, I can’t breathe.”

“I just want to protect my best friend.” He said before letting you go and going back to editing.

“Speaking of Tom, have you noticed that he’s avoiding me?” You asked quickly.

“Huh? I haven’t noticed anything of the sort. I mean you guys are both really busy right now aren’t you?” You nodded and rested your head on Harry’s shoulder,

“I mean I guess, but haven’t you noticed like yesterday when you left the kitchen Tom rushed a bit to leave also?”

“Oh yeah I forgot about that, it was quite strange now that I think about it.”

“Yeah Tom’s been doing that to me ever since we left your parents’ house. And when I got home today I tried to talk to him about my day, because you know I thought he’s my friend, and he just said he really needed to work on the script and left to his room!”

“Hmm, I did tell him to finish the first act by tomorrow, but he’s been working in the living room all day. Said something about his room being more of a distraction. Also it’s not like Tom to leave without hearing someone out. He always listens.” You just sighed,

“I guess he thinks it’s still weird to be friends. I tried, sorry, Harry.”

“Please don’t give up just yet, y/n, maybe he’s just stressed or something. You know I wouldn’t want to pick sides.” You nodded and started to drift off to sleep and felt Harry remove the bowl from your lap.

“Y/n, love, wake up.” you were being shaken by Harry.

“Huh? Oh sorry, did I fall asleep?” You asked groggily and he laughed,

“Yeah and I finished editing the short film!” You jumped up no longer tired anymore.

“Oh my god yay, Harry! Can I see it now pleaseeee?” You jumped up and down on the bed.

“Tomorrow, love, it’s 1 am now and I want to show everyone in the house at the same time.” You pouted and he laughed.

“Fine then be like that. But I’m proud of you.” You hugged him, “Good night, Harry, can’t wait to see the finished product!”

“Night, love.” He chuckled and you walked out with your empty dish.

You pulled out your phone and opened the Instagram app to see that Tom posted something on his story about 30 minutes ago. It was a picture of the script and his foot captioned, “Working on something big, like my big toe.” You giggled a bit and muttered, “Idiot.” The next story post was from Tuwaine, it was a picture you all took together after breakfast when Tom burnt himself. You were laying across the boys’ laps and Tom was happily looking down at your smiling face. It was captioned, “If lock down happens, it’ll be a real party with these people.” You smiled and reposted it to your story.

As soon as you reached the kitchen you saw Tom sitting at the counter and typing away on his laptop.

“Hey, Tom, still working?” Tom jumped at the sound of your voice.

“Jesus, don’t scare me like that. And yes I couldn’t sleep, b-but I think I’m getting tired now.” He was about to close his laptop and leave, but you stopped him.

“Oh my god… I’m just gonna put my dish in the sink and leave.” His frazzled expression turned to a relaxed one and he sat back down typing again, refusing to look at you. You began to walk away then felt the urge to ask,

“Tom, a-are you avoiding me?” It came out quieter than you thought, you felt vulnerable. He stopped typing for a brief moment when you asked.

“No, definitely not. Why’d you think that?” You walked back to the counter and stood across him leaning on the surface.

“I’ve been noticing that you're in a rush to leave the room when we’re alone…” Tom continued to type, but incorrectly because of his nerves.

“Oh, I-I’m sorry, love, didn’t mean for you to think that. I’m just busy is all, I promise.” He said and pointed at the laptop.

“Too busy to hear your friend rant about her day?” You asked and he sighed. His heart dropped when you called yourself his friend.

“I’m afraid so, love. Now why don’t you go sleep don’t you have to film tom-” You cut him off getting tired of the excuses,

“Tom cut the shit, I know you’re avoiding me and I don’t get why.” Tom sighed as you rambled and he put his laptop to the side because he wasn’t getting anything done, “I really appreciate you letting me stay here, but shouldn’t we at least talk a little bit? I mean I was ready to be friends with you for Harry’s sake and then we talked at the dinner and then I was genuinely ready to start off on a new foot. I’ve been trying so hard to reach out to you and you’re literally avoiding me now. Like are you even trying at all? Because I don’t-” Your eyes began to water. Tom got too frustrated and cut you off,

“Y/n I can’t talk about this right now. Please, it’d be better if we discussed this another time.”

“What the hell? Are you being serious? You were a dick when we broke up, you were a dick when I tried to reach out to you, and now you’re being a dick for putting our so called ‘friendship’ on ho-”

“Y/n, stop! Ok? I get it. You can call me a dick and an asshole whatever you want, but this is all for you! Everything I do is for you or because of you! So just leave me the fuck alone, please.” His voice cracked when he said the last sentence.

“What the hell are you talking about? What are you doing for me?” You stared at him confused.

“I can’t say anything, it’s for the best. Just drop it.” You looked at one another, tears threatening to fall out of Tom’s eyes, you hadn’t noticed you were already crying.

“No. I’m not gonna leave until you tell me what’s going on, Tom. I care for you and I want to be here for you, just tell me what’s going on please.” He looked at you and furrowed his brows making tears stream down his cheeks, it hurt to see you so sad especially since he caused it. He turned around in distress and brushed his hands through his hair before turning back to you. He looked into your eyes and sighed knowing there was no way out of this situation.

“I’ve been avoiding you because I told Allana you’re my ex.”

“Ok and what’s so ba-”

“Let me finish, y/n, please.” You apologized softly.

“I told her not to tell anyone because I didn’t want to break the promise of letting the world know that we dated. A-and she threatened to spill the secret if I didn’t stay away from you. She said if I ever told anyone about what she said or if she ever saw me close to you again she’d expose us right away. I-I didn’t want to jeopardize our friendship because I decided to be honest to my two-faced girlfriend.” All this information hit you like a train.

“Wow, what. a. fucking. Bitch.” You said stunned, Tom scoffed.

“I feel like an idiot for not listening to the boys and not seeing the red flags.” He sat back down and put his head in his hands.

“Hey don’t worry, I didn’t notice anything either. Hell I tried to help her. Maybe we’re too gullible…” What you said didn’t really help so Tom began to sob a bit. You walked over to his side and put a hand on his forearm so that he could look at you. His heart was racing at your touch.

“Look, I know Allana is bat shit crazy, but…” You paused thinking if this was a good thing to tell him, “I uh I don’t think I can have you avoiding me all the time, I want you in my life,” He looked up at you surprised, “a-as a friend.” His heart dropped, was that all you were ever going to see him as? A damn friend?

“Ok, but Allana will tell everyone, and I know how much you care about your privacy.” He said with a stuffy nose, you grabbed a tissue for yourself and Tom.

“I know, but we’ll figure out a way. We were clever enough to hide a 6 month relationship.” You smiled, but you both felt sad when you mentioned your past. He got up and wrapped you in his arms tightly. You swayed back and forth as you felt wet droplets fall on the top of your head, and you soaked Tom’s white t-shirt. You both weren’t crying only because of what just happened, but because you missed one another in a way that words can’t explain. You let out the tears you didn’t cry from when Tom didn’t respond to you and remembered the nights you’d go through old pictures of you and him alone. Tom was crying out all the tears he wanted to let out when he saw that picture of you and Gavin and from the nights that he craved your touch. He tightened his arms around you like it was the last time he’d ever see you.

“Allana might be watching from outside the window, I’m gonna let you go now.” You said and Tom chuckled sadly letting you go, “We’ll talk about what we can do about this situation in the morning or another time.” You smiled kindly at Tom and he nodded. Tom grabbed your hand softly before you could walk away and pulled you close. You gulped because of how close you were to him,

“Thanks for being so kind, sleep well. Goodnight, y/n.” You smiled and replied,

“Thanks for being more kind to me. Goodnight.” You gave him one last hug and walked away feeling relieved while Tom still felt guilty despite what you said. He still felt like he needed to do more.

You woke up at 8 AM feeling a lot happier for some reason. Maybe it was because you cleared things up with Tom last night or because you were going to film a really exciting scene today with some new people.

You walked into the kitchen, “Goodmorning boys!” You said enthusiastically walking up behind where Harry was seated and gave him a hug from behind.

“Ew why’re you happy?” Harry asked, still tired.

“Morning, y/n!!” Tuwaine and Haz said in unison. You grabbed a bowl and poured yourself a bowl of cereal.

“Harry, when are we gonna watch your film, I can’t wait any longer.” You complained.

“Maybe when you come back from set, I want to go back to sleep after I eat.”

“Ugh you’re so lazy.” You joked, “where’s Tom, isn’t he usually up by now?”

Tuwaine looked at the other boys then at you apologetically, “He uh left around 5 this morning.”

“Oh for an early workout or something?” You asked, taking a bite of cereal.

“No,” Tuwaine cleared his throat, “to Berlin, Germany.” You choked on your cereal.

“Wait what, you’re joking I thought he leaves in 3 days.”

“I don’t know exactly why he left, something about needing a few days for himself before filming. Which I understand because he’s been working hard.” Haz said and you furrowed your brows, was it because of what happened last night? Harry noticed your concern.

“Y/n, do you know exactly why he left?” You wanted to tell him, but you couldn’t. If the boys found out what Allana said they’d definitely do something about it and you couldn’t let that happen. You shook your head,

“Nope, I’m just as confused as you are.” You said coolly.

“Are you sure you don’t know what was making Tom stressed?” Harry asked as he pulled up in front of the studio.

“Ya, I’m sure. He’s avoiding me, remember?” It pained you to lie to Harry like that, but you weren’t sure if you were ready to let the world know you and Tom dated. Harry looked like he didn’t believe you, but he let it go.

“Ok then… Text or call when you need me to pick you up.” You thanked him again for dropping you off and walked to the set. You saw Lana and walked with her,

“Hey, babes, did you see the text from Melissa?” You shook your head no. Melissa was in charge of scheduling which scenes would be filmed every day, “She said everyone needed to meet at crafty’s before going to sound stage 32.”

“Really? Why?”

“Not quite sure, but there’s been rumors that filming will be postponed.” Lana said sadly.

“Wait, you’re joking.” She shrugged and shook her head as you guys entered the food tent, everyone already looking disappointed.

“Hi everyone, as many of you know Covid-19 was just announced as a world wide pandemic and we’ve just been shut down from shooting anymore scenes at least for two weeks.” Melissa said everyone groaning, “Yes I know this sucks, but please stay safe and healthy while we’re shut down. If you have a trailer here please make sure you clear all your things out because there will be a cleaning team here in two days to…” You drowned Melissa’s voice out

“Just when I thought this day couldn’t get any worse…” You sighed and dropped your head on Lana’s shoulder and she patted your head.

“Lastly make sure you all stay in the same shape you are in now, so nothing looks different when we resume shooting.” Melissa hopped off the table and everyone began to clear out to get their things. You called Harry telling him the sad news.

“I’m so upset, Harry, today sucks.” He patted your thigh as he made a right turn.

“It’ll be ok, love. I’m sure you will go back to filming in no time and you’ll actually miss having a break.” You just leaned your head on the window wondering if Tom at least made it safely to Berlin, and in that exact moment your phone pinged.

Tom: Hi, y/n, I assume the boys have already told you that I left for Berlin. I just landed. I’m really sorry for not giving a warning, but the space is for the best. I hope you can understand xx

You were upset with everything and everyone at this point and Tom’s text just ruined your mood more. How does he know what’s best for you? Mad and feeling petty you texted back,

You: k.

Tom: Please, trust me, y/n. This will help out our situation.

You: Last time I checked running away from your problems never helps the situation.

You threw your phone back into your purse annoyed.

“Oh shit, what the fuck is she doing here?” Harry asked, displeased. You looked up to see Allana pulling into the driveway just before you and Harry did.

“Great. Just fucking great. Harry, I think I’m gonna scream.”

“I think I will too. Can we just drive around until she’s gone?”

“That would be nice, but I think she already spotted us and won’t leave.” You pointed at her going to sit down on the porch. Harry groaned and pulled into the driveway. As soon as you and Harry stepped out the car she stood up and barked,

“Where the hell is Tom? He hasn’t texted me since yesterday afternoon, today is our 5 month anniversary.” Well that makes things more complicated. Harry looked at you with wide eyes, “What? Why’re you looking at her like that? Did you have something to fucking do with this, y/n?” She said giving you the dirtiest look ever. ‘Bitch I hope it wasn’t because of me.’ You thought. Harry got closer to you in protective mode.

“No no I swear. We were all surprised to see Tom gone this morning.”

“Gone? Where the hell is he?”

“He went to Berlin early. Now if you’ll excuse us we’d like to relax in our home.” Harry said not letting you talk, almost standing in front of you now. You both began to walk past her, but she squeezed your arm tight and yanked you back. You winced in pain.

“You bitch what did you do? Don’t even think about fucking lying to me.” Her eyes burned into your soul.

“Allana, what the fuck you’re crazy! back off!” Harry said, pulling you back behind him, “I suggest you leave now before things get more ugly.” He said in the most intimidating way possible.

“Ok, but the only thing ugly about this is whatever y/n did with Tom. I don’t doubt for a second that you’re a stupid whore. I saw that photo of you laying on him last night, and I’ve seen how you flirt with Tom you sk-”

“Allana that’s enough, go now!” Harry yelled and she looked surprised. She glared at you before stepping back, “Stay the fuck away from Tom he doesn’t need your ugly ass all over him.” “Allana, sweetie, we live in the same house. Quite dumb of you to think we can really stay away from one another.” You laughed darkly as tears of anger welled up in your eyes.

“Ok then, cunt. Go near him, I dare you. You have no idea what I’m capab-”

“Allana, I said fucking leave!” Harry was tired of this shit. Allana scoffed and finally drove away.

Harry turned to you cradling you in his arms as you let tears fall down your face, “I hate today…” you hiccuped, “a lot.”

“I know, I know.” He cooed. You looked up at him, “I know something is up, y/n. You need to tell me why my brother really left so I can help you.” You sighed and nodded.

“Ok let’s get you cleaned up.” He kept you close to his side and you both walked in. Tom was so wrong thinking him leaving would solve anything.

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