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simping-for-joe · 8 days

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Hi! I saw you're taking requests, this might be little long one. I've been sending this request to some writers but I guess they're busy or don't like the idea.

I don't see shit like this anymore but brother's bestfriend Leon?

It can either be re4 Leon or re2 Leon, whatever you want! So basically there's age gap, a lil bit enemies to lovers and brother's bestfriend. If I could write, I'll definitely write this. So reader hates Leon, she thinks he's a fuckboy, but he's not, sure he's been with a few women but he's a cutie patootie who respects women. As for Leon, he's irritated with her because of her attitude towards him.

Maybe inexperienced reader too? Yes, she's had lots of boyfriends, but she's a daddy's girl, daddy taught her that men are the worst and that she should never chase them. She hates it when boys date her for her looks, body, etc. She wants to lose it to the one, ifykwm. Maybe if you can, include brother's reaction to them? (Not in the act, it's uo to you)

You can change some or the whole thing if you'd like, I just want to read some brother's bestfriend Leon😭

Be Somebody to Someone

Brother's Best-friend Leon Kennedy X Inexperienced! Female! reader

Implied sexual themes (I don’t know if this is a warning since nothing happens but making out but I wanted to be safe)

You come home for your brother planning to propose to his girlfriend, You end up meeting Leon Kennedy after years your older brother's best friend who grew up with.

Y/N: Honestly, I love inexperienced reader, cause I think no matter the age Leon would be so patient and sweet with them. Also I remember brother's best friend Leon used to be everywhere and I liked it. Also I'm not a huge enemies to lovers person (expect very specific cases), but I will try my best to put some hostilely in there. Thanks for your request and I hope you enjoy!

(Title from Someone to You By BANNERS)

You grab your luggage from baggage claim. A soft sigh leaving your lips, your brother was going to propose. Yet, you had been broken up with again. The minute you talked about actual commitment your boyfriends would run off. It was frustrating, and at this point you were just tired. You walk out to see your mom and dad who smile brightly upon seeing you. You get rid of those thoughts as you smile back at them, hugging them tightly.

You watch out the window as they ask you the usual questions. "How are you?" "Any guys you want us to meet?" You reply easily to those questions. It felt a little useless since you weren't the one talking about marriage.

Your relieved when you finally arrive home. Exhaustedly you head up the stairs to your room. After unpacking you lie down in your bed and fall asleep easily.

Laughter wakes you up from your nap, you sigh but head down the stairs. However as you walk down you don't just hear just your mom and dad, no there’s two additional voices.

You walk out into the kitchen and see two people sitting with your parents, Adam, your brother and... Leon Kennedy. The most annoying guy you've had to deal with in your entire life. You could have sworn that your brother and Leon had come out of the womb tied to the hip.

"Well good morning sunshine," you're brought out of your thoughts as your dad addresses you.

"Yeah..." you give a light laugh, and a forced smile.

"Couldn't even wait for me to get home to disappear again?" Adam jokes looking to you.

"Not my fault your slow as hell." You reply annoyed, you sit next to your dad.

"Missed you too sis." Adam replies laughing lightly.

"Also last I checked your girlfriend isn't Leon." You add on, crossing your arms. To which the blonde man laughed a bit.

"Jealous your brother is dating me?" He asks with a smirk as your brother laughs.

"See mom, I've been telling you for years." You gesture to the pair.

"Oh enough from you, besides we love having Leon around." Your mother tries to argue.

"We? Who's we?" You ask, looking between your family members.

"You sure are pissy today." Adam comments to which your dad gives him a look, a warning. He groans and rolls his eyes as you lean into your dad, a smug smile on your lips.

Adam goes through the plan yet again, you and Leon have to distract June his girlfriend for the day. As much as you wanted to complain, you did want this to go well for your brother.

You liked your brother's girlfriend just fine, but you didn't know her particularly well either. However, you would try.

You waited outside by the shopping outlets, when you notice Leon walking up after looking up from your phone.

"Hey," he greets you.

"Hi," you reply awkwardly and a little tense. You brush some of your hair behind your ear thinking, and look away from him.

"Jeez, you act like we're strangers." Leon tries to joke to lighten some of the tension. "So... how have you been?" He asks, rubbing the back of his neck.

"I'm... fine..." You reply hesitantly. "Just... getting through the day." You add on with a soft sigh.

"Yeah, I hear that." He chuckles a little bit. "You still dating that guy..?" He suddenly asks.

"No, and I'm not interested back off." You reply quickly, your voice snippy.

"I'm sorry? I was just asking?" He replies confused, and his tone showing some of his annoyance with your response.

"Yeah sure, the guy famous for getting into girls pants in high school." Your reply your eyes narrowed. He scoffs and opens his mouth to defend himself.

"There you guys are!" A bright female voice interrupts whatever Leon was about to say. June smiles brightly seeing you two, both of you just push past your argument and smile at her.

You take June around the outlets, letting her pull you guys into whatever store she fancies.

As you look around a clothing store you notice Leon in the men's section and sigh softly. You walk up to him, he looks to you and raises an eyebrow.

"I-I... I just wanted to say sorry for snapping at you." You say softly to him. He's quiet for a moment but nods.

"It's alright, don't worry about it." He gives you a soft smile, and you feel your cheeks get a little warmer. Was he always this attractive? "Besides it seems like relationships are a sensitive subject for you." He notes looking back through the men's shirts.

"Yeah... it's looking pretty bleak..." You sigh out thinking about it. "I mean Adam is talking about marriage and I..." You feel a gentle hand on your shoulder.

"Hey... you'll find someone." He assures you gently, his blue eyes piercing into you. "Besides most guys will know your quite the catch." He winks at you, and your cheeks become warmer.

"You guys find anything?" June asks you, causing you to jump a bit. She quickly apologies and you laugh it off. Still, you were a little shocked by your reaction to Leon. He was attractive sure, but to you he was always just your brother's friend Leon. Now, it felt a little bit different. The blonde man looks down at his phone and then back up giving you a look from which you immediately catch on.

"I don't know about you June, but I'm really hungry." You suddenly bring up to her. Leon nodding in agreement behind you.

"Oh yeah, now that you mention it I kinda am." She replies after thinking for a moment. You and Leon manage to convince her to go to the restaurant your parents and Adam were waiting at.

Dinner was nice, and it was sweet to watch your brother propose to June afterwards. You smile watching them, but feel a little sad. Your very happy for your brother and June, but you wanted that too. It was getting harder to believe that was ever going to happen, maybe your standards were too high? Were you asking too much? You tried not to let your gloomy thoughts infect the cheerful atmosphere of your brother's proposal.

The next step apparently to your parents was to have a party celebrating such a momentous occasion. That weekend there was going to be a celebratory cook out, where family and friends would be invited. Again, somehow you ended up doing things with Leon.

"Okay... we need balloons, tablecloth, tablecloth weights and serving plates." Leon reads off the list as you both enter Party City.

"Did Adam and June mention a theme?" You ask looking at the list in his hand curiously.

"Um... I don't think so..." He says trying to think it through. "I mean... does it need a theme?" He asks you with a raise eyebrow.

"I was just checking." You defend yourself raising your arms. He nods and you head through the store together. As you walk through you stop and giggle to yourself. "Maybe we should get them a Barbie themed table cloth." You suggest laughing a bit.

"Hmm... I was thinking more... super heroes?" He suggests pointing to the other tablecloth nearby.

"Oh! You are so right that is so much better!" You say with a smile both of you laughing a bit. "My mom would kill us."

"It'd be worth it though." He replies confidently. At this point you'd just point out all the funny stuff in the store to each other, that's also how you ended up with a fuzzy tiara for June and a jester hat for Adam. When questioned why you had bought those items for a cook out, you defend both Leon and yourself by saying it was on theme.

The cook out comes, and you're stuck helping your mom and dad with food. Making pasta salad, grabbing plates for your dad to put hotdogs and hamburgers on. Friends and family greet you as you run around the backyard doing things. As your parents finally get a chance to relax, you can't seem to do the same. Someone always needing your attention or asking about how you've been. It was getting exhausting and a little overwhelming at this point.

"Hey, I need something real quick." A familiar voice suddenly says, before you know it your being pulled into the part of the backyard which was more tame. Only a few people around talking, you look to Leon a little surprised.

"You... why?" You ask, trying and failing to piece it together in your head.

"You looked overwhelmed, here. Your twenty-one now right?" He asks holding out a beer to you. You huff but grab it.

"Twenty-two." You reply a little annoyed.

"Oh no, one year off!" He jokes with a smile, and you roll you eyes. However, a smile finds a way on your lips as you take a sip from the can.

You end up sitting there talking to Leon in your secluded section of the backyard. Talking about anything that came to mind, sipping your drinks.

"Okay... so are you seeing anyone?" You suddenly ask him softly. The sun was starting to go down but the party was still alive somehow.

"No, I'm not." He replies simply.

"Wait, really?" You look to him a little in disbelief. He chuckles a little as he takes another sip.

"What? You act like that's weird."

"You? Who was like the most popular guy in high school." You bring up to him. "And slept with like every girl in your grade."

"You realize you were a freshmen then right? The rumor mill was insane then." He shakes his head thinking about it.

"So..?"

"So, I didn't sleep with anyone until I was in college and had my first girlfriend." Leon explains to you, causing you to sit back a little in shock.

"Huh..." You can only reply. Taking another sip from your can as you think on this information.

"You good?" He ask with a slight laugh. You just nod softly and sigh leaning back in your chair.

"It's crazy... how fast life goes after high school..." Your voice was in a hushed tone, it could almost be mistaken for a whisper.

"Yeah..." He replies softly looking to you as you stared at the sun setting. "Hey..." He gently places a hand your shoulder. You look to him, and feel your cheeks get warm. You don't notice as a slight pink comes to his own face. He looks away struggling to find his words as he swallows.

"Did..." His blue eyes shoot back to your face. "Did you mean what you said..?" You ask, your throat and mouth dry despite the drink in your hand. "That I'll find someone... and any guy would see me as a catch?" He just nods, saying nothing more. You move your seat closer to his, unsure of where to go from here. Still, your hand moves to his grabbing it gently. Once your hand is in his, he squeezes it. "Leon..?"

"Yes..?"

"Why did you ask if I was still dating someone?"

Silence was all that filled the air for a moment, when a sigh cuts through wind.

"As bad as it sounds... I was kinda hoping you'd say no." He says softly, you finally turn to look at him again and his blue eyes meet yours. Your cheeks were bright red as your heart skips a beat. You squeeze his hand again, your eyes looking around quickly as you lean a bit closer to him.

"I-It's okay... I was hoping the same..." You admit to him, and that was all Leon seemed to need. As he gently places a hand on your cheek and closes the space between you. Kissing you with soft and gentle lips, to which you kiss him back a smile forming on your lips. "M-my room..." You say breathlessly as your lips separate for a moment. He nods in return, maybe it was the alcohol giving you some confidence but you could feel your heart racing. You two manage to not catch anyone's attention as you head back inside and into your room.

You two in a frenzy quickly shut your door behind you as he pushes you onto the bed. You kiss him back eagerly, wrapping your arms around his neck. His hands on your hips as you two kiss, his lips eventually finding your neck.

"So beautiful..." He breaths out into your neck.

"L-Leon..." You manage to get his name out through your passion.

"Yes sweetheart?" He asks softly, his chest rising and falling quickly.

"I-I... I've never..." Your face is bright red as you look to him. His eyes widened a bit and puts two and two together.

"Oh... oh!" Leon replies as he realizes. "That's okay... we don't have to do anything... okay?"

"Okay..." You reply comforted as you embrace him again, and his strong arms wrap around you. Holding you close to him though the night, his hold gentle and soothing. He holds you like if he let you go his whole world would disappear.

When you wake up the next morning you see Leon staring at you, causing your cheeks to become bright red to which he chuckles fondly.

"So cute..." He says softly gently caressing your warm cheeks with his thumb. You smile despite your embarrassment and lean into his touch. He kisses your lips gently, both of you content in the morning sunlight peaking between your curtains.

"Hey! How come Leon's car- Holy shit!" You and Leon jump when you hear Adam's voice. You turn to see his wide eyes looking into your bedroom.

"This is why you knock!" You shout at him embarrassed, your cheeks bright red. Leon chuckles softly at how red your cheeks are, despite how warm his own face was. Adam stares at you both before he sighs pinching his nose.

"Your telling dad." Is all he says as he walks away shutting the door behind him in disbelief. You sigh out and cover your face in embarrassment. Leon chuckles gently moves your hands from your face.

"I don't regret it... how about you?" He asks you, his lips in a gentle smile. His blonde bangs falling a bit in his blue eyes.

"I don't..." You reply softly looking to him. Suddenly, your romantic life didn't look so bleak that sunny morning.

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #leon kennedy x reader #fanfic #x reader #x female reader #some angst #inexperienced #making out #no use of y/n

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chrollohearttags · 2 months

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it's ☃️ here again and I have more questions but reverb edition bc I love how 3 dimensional the characters are...

1. Now what is rapper!connie's true IDEALL type (if he actually has one). like he's immediately folding and falling to his knees because she's everything he wants type shit.

2. Do any of the pole assassins ladies swing the other way perchance...? IDK if you mentioned this but i'm getting a vibe...perchance.

3. What are mika and jean's favorite things about one another?

4. How would eren react to being posted on the shaderoom and having them get in his business? I recently saw a video of summer walker flipping the shaderoom off and I screamed 😭😭

5. IDK if you didn't go into detail but is sasha an influencer here as well or an artist?

6. Does eren like any other forms of art besides music/writing in this universe? I don't feel EJ is the type to like go walk a museum (or maybe he is) but I feel he definitely holds some appreciation for like visual arts yk??

7. Is influencer!y/n any good at games? I remember you mentioning him being a gamer and I had the idea of him teaching her to play madden or COD or some shit and her being sooo bad to the point where he gets a little upset bc no way you're this bad at the game.

once again that is all the questions my brain has come up with, until next time *fades off into background*

hello again, snowanon!! 🤍 I swear you always come with the best asks. I’m actually working on reverb right now so thanks for this! (sorry these took so long btw!)

1. now Connie isn’t the type of dude to discriminate when it comes to the ladies. He loves them all but he will undoubtedly fall in love (and maybe propose on the spot) for a tall women or BBW. he loves him a girl who’s taller than him or a plus size lady. I’d say his range is anywhere from Meg to Lizzo. But he really just a loves a woman who can make him laugh. Somebody he can clown with.

2. Yes 3/5 do in fact! 😭 our girl (y/n) is bisexual. Eren is honestly the only man she loves. Niesha is pansexual + Syrai is lesbian. Kelley and Brianne have only ever dated men but they’re not against the idea of being with a woman!

3. omg I literally love these two so much and I hadn’t had a chance to elaborate yet but Jean and Mika are each other’s saving graces, dramatic as it sounds. Jean helped Mika stand up for herself when she felt powerless and she helped him realize his dream and that he was worth more than being on the sidelines. I think Jean’s favorite thing about Mika is her determination and how smart she is. If she wants something done, nothing can stop her. She’s headstrong but she’s soft in the same turn. Not in a weak way or that she wants to be babied but she’s so compassionate and emotional about the things + people she loves. As for Mika, she loves how much of a natural leader Jean is. He’s dominating but in the best way possible. He knows she can handle her own business but she doesn’t have to when he’s around. She can be comfortable in her feminine energy without feeling weak. All in all, they just compliment one another so well!

4. LMAO! the day Eren ever ends up on the ShadeRoom, everybody’s getting their feelings hurt. 😭 what makes it so bad is that it would probably be for some dumb shit, like them trying to messy about he and (y/n)’s relationship and now he gotta cuss everybody and their family dog out :(

5. so the next few chapters are going to feature Sasha heavily but my baby is actually Mikasa’s assistant for the time being. Her ultimate goal is to do music, more so as like a country hip-hop artist. She’s basically mentoring under her and Jean both.

6. Eren does have a great appreciation for other art forms. He has a few unique and expensive paintings in his home and he himself loves to draw. Many of his tattoo pieces are artworks of his. He also enjoys stage plays, shockingly! (he’s really a theater kid cosplaying as a delinquent, don’t let him fool you 😭😭) but he enjoys reading from time to time as well.

7. okay listen! my sis be giving it her all to beat this man LMAO. Eren is so damn competitive that he can’t just play shit for fun, he makes everyone want to fight him. But the one game he does NAWT want to see her in is Tekken. That’s been her favorite series since she was a kid and she gives him the work every single time.

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tillthelandslide · 1 year

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You've Got Me Forever - Ross Macdonald One Shot

A/n: something I just whipped up in about 10 minutes because I woke from having dreams about this glorious man and just had to write one down. It's not been proof read so please don't hate me

Fluff, spelling and grammar mistakes

He stands by the door to his bedroom, resting against the frame, it's cold against his bare back but he doesn't falter, doesnt flinch. His eyes remain on her, sitting in just his Tshirt and a pair of panties, an acoustic guitar resting in her lap as she sits cross legged.

She fiddles with the strings for a second, completely unaware that he's been standing watching her the entire time. She begins strumming a familiar song, playing the chords effortlessly. He has to hold in a gasp as her voice then fills the room.

"So I heard, you found, somebody else" she sings. Ross' mouth falls open, shocked that the girl he had been spending months with now, was revealing something about her that he didn't know, something huge. She could sing and was amazing at it too.

"And at first, I thought, it was a lie" she was completely wrapped up in the music and he couldn't help but smile, heart beating twice as fast in his chest. They had spent every waking moment they could with each other for 6 months (going on dates on and off for two months before that mainly due to his busy schedule), she joined them on tour when she could (her own job making it pretty easy for her to do so), he spent every minute of his time off with her and their families and they quickly fell in love.

He had her in his life for 6 whole months and was yet to discover this about her. Every day he spent with her he learnt something new, something that made him want her more, something that made him realise she was his person.

"I took all my things, that make sounds, the rest I can do without" he remembers Matty saying to him once that some people have to really work on singing and some people just get it. She just got it. Her voice was effortless, her tone was beautiful, her voice never wavered or cracked, a small fact that let him knew she must have done this a lot. They had spoken about their mutual passion for music, she explained that she had been playing guitar since she could remember, but she failed to mention this.

"I don't want your body, But I hate to think about you with somebody else" she sings. She stops after that, fingers pausing on the strings.

"Can feel you staring you know" she says, eyes flicking up from the strings to the man in the doorway. He simply smiles at her and she smiles back.

"Darling..." Hjs next words fail him and she stares back, waiting for him to say something, anything.

"You never told me you could sing" he says, large frame coming to find her on the bed. She simply shrugs at his words, placing the guitar onto the floor lightly.

"You're amazing" he says, she moves herself so she's draped over him, legs either side of his thighs. His hands instinctively move to her hips, holding her in place. Her hands find his shoulders, the muscle contracting under her touch.

"I've been singing since I was 2" she says matter of factly.

"And you didn't feel like telling me that?" He chuckles. She shrugs again and it makes him chuckle, his hand finds her jaw pulling her towards him for a brief kiss.

"Singing... It... Frees me" she explains "But... I like to keep it to myself, it's my own little thing you know, people don't need to know that" she says and he nods along fo her words.

"I appreciate that... But baby a talent like yours can't just be hidden... Everyone needs to know how good you are" he says and she shakes his head at him.

"No they don't" she smiles at him "I don't tell anyone, I prefer it that way, I don't need to tell anyone it's like my secret, you're lucky I shared it with you" she laughs and his face falls, suddenly looking at her very seriously.

"Thank you" he says, if this was something she kept to herself, he was unbelievably thankful she allowed him to know.

"But I will... With some persuasion... Sing for you if you liked it so much... Just for you" she says and he smiles widely at her again.

"You must really like me" he jokes. She simply smears her lips to hers, playing with the hairs covering his chin, before pulling away.

"You're alright" she says making him laugh, flipping them easily as his hands encapture her waist, tickling her. Her giggles fill the room and soon he's laughing too, until eventually their stomachs hurt too much and they have to stop.

So he rests in-between her thighs, one of which has hooked over him, keeping him there. He holds himself up by his elbows as his right hand moves the hair from her eyes.

"I'm going to marry you one day" he says simply as she smiles at him.

"You better, otherwise I might have to kill you... Can't have you going on about how good of a singer your ex-girlfriend was" she says making him laugh above her.

"You'd want to marry me?" He asks. He had always struggled navigating relationships with his job, but with her it was never complicated, in fact it was one of the easiest things either of them had ever done. They just made it work and she was the most understanding person about his career. But he was ever the worrier and despite plenty of reassurance from her, he still doubted that she wanted him: all of him forever.

"If you'd have me, of course. Thought you knew that by now" she says, placing a gentle peck to his lips.

"You worry too much Macdonald" she says, pushing the hair from his eyes now. "I'm not going anywhere, no matter what we'll make it work" she says and he nods down at her.

"And one day you'll marry me. You promise?" He says making her chuckle.

"I promise" she seals it with a kiss.

He had found his person and he was so unbelievably lucky and ecstatic it was her. Someone who loved him fiercely, loved him for every part of him (even the parts he wasn't too fond of). Someone who seemed to not give a shit about rumours or tabloids because she trusted him and knew he was her person too. Someone who supported him through every adventure he had, had so far in the time they had known each other and someone who would go on to support through every other one.

"You've got me forever you know that right?" She asks and he nods.

"I love you" he says simply, pressing a firm kiss to her mouth.

"I love you more Ross Macdonald"

#ross macdonald #the 1975 fanfic #ross macdonald x reader #the 1975 #ross macdonald fluff #ross mcdonald fanfic #ross macdonald imagine #ross macdonald one shot #ross x reader #ross the 1975

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minminho0 · 1 year

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-Angst - fluff

Summary: You two started fake dating for the benefit of both party. While at the relationship, you started falling for him but he already found love with another before you can even process the whole fake relationship.

Reader: Female

Warnings: Bullying, Break up, gold-digger and cheating.

A/n: writing this at school, don't know what to do

I hope you enjoy~!

✴Masterlist✴

"This is what you get for flirting with my boyfriend!" She said before continuing to stomp at the poor tired body below.

"Stop pls!" I screamed.

"You dare order me around!?" The bully got more irritated but decided to let you explain.

"Fine then, if you gave me a reasonable reason why you flirted with my boyfriend, then I might just let you go." She backed away from your body, waiting for your answer.

"B-but he was the one that started f-flirting with me-" before you could finish your sentence you suddenly felt a sudden pain on your stomach.

"YOU DARE BLAME MY BOYFRIEND WHILE I'M GIVING YOU MERCY!?"

"Ah-"

She continued to beat you up until you fainted.

Every since you got in the akademiya. Its been hell. You kept on being bullied because of a nasty rumor someone started and it wasn't true, it was obvious honestly but people still bullied you and made fun of you even though they knew. Ig their life is so boring, they need to ruin someone's life just to have some excitement in theirs.

You got bullied so much to the point you can't take it anymore.

But it looks like someone finally head your prayers and grant it.

You stumbled upon a young man who also has problems with life but a different situation (he get asked out a lot and it's distracting), you both are in need of help, so lucky for you he decided to fake date you for the benefit.

But it will soon be your worst decision ever.

At the start for your fake relationship, you not getting bullied anymore but you still don't have friends tho.

It was fun at first till it wasn't, you can't help but fall for him.

He was so kind, loving, helpful, strong but most of all he was handsome.

You hated it because you knew he already started to like somebody and that somebody will never be you. But that's not what you hated the most, the worst of all he was in love with someone you will never be like, someone who is perfect, someone every one likes, someone better.

You found out about this when you were strolling around town and heard a convo between him and Tighnari.

Cyno rumbled to Tighnari how beautiful she is and how she's just perfect.

You started to feel more insecure and guilty bcz you were holding him back from reuniting with his true love.

All your life you have been dependent to people that come to your life and because of that, it always brings you down. You want to be independent and to start that, you have to let him go yourself before you can get hurt again.

The very next day, you broke up with him once yung saw him and he just shrugged it off.

You were honestly sad that he didn't think of you as much as you did to him.

Words spread out quickly, all students now know about your break up and of course, the bullying came back. You borne all the bullying.

You graduated years later and a lot has happened within those years.

Cyno got together with her, your bully and her boyfriend broke up, and bluh bluh but the thing that stood out the most in those years, is your new best friend and boyfriend.

You met Kaveh at the library and helped him, then boom you got yourself a best friend.

You two hanged out and that's how you got yourself a boyfriend. You met his roomate and you two hit it off

(easiest way to get a best friend and a boyfriend tutorial 100% #real)

You moved on from your 'ex'

It was hard but you manage and as a reward you graduated with flying colors.

"Can you guys just shut up"

Youre tired of hearing them bicker while you three are hanging out.

"I'LL STOP IF YOUR BOYFRIEND JUST GIVE ME MY KEYS. GIVE ME THAT!!!! "

"What keys?" Al haitham rolled his eyes while holding you tight.

"AHH tch"

You guys were walking until you suddenly stop which made them also stop.

Al haitham looked at you and saw you were staring at a direction, he and Kaveh followed your gaze and saw him, Cyno.. Your ex with his girlfriend.

You guys quickly hurried off not wanting to be seen by them, well- you to be exact, Kaveh was ready to confront him and Al haitham just gave you a knowing gaze.

But unbeknownst to you, Cyno already spotted you on the crowd and followed your body with his loving eyes.

"Hey!! Are you even listening!?? " his girlfriend snapped causing Cyno to look at her.

"What? " he said coldly.

"Ahhh I told you to buy me that! " she said pointing at a bag thru the glass case.

"That's to expensive! Look at the price for once, woman" he said in anger.

"I don't care just buy me it! "

"Yk what let's break up! I don't need you to waste my money" he said turning around.

"Tch I see your still in love with your stupid ex" she rolled her eyes.

"What.. What did you say!? " he turned back around with an angered expression.

"Don't you dare talk bad about her while your here looking like that"he spat

"Ahh! " she shout at anger and quickly turning on her heel and getting out of his sight.

After the break up of you two, years ago he only realized how bad he mess up, he loved you but he was to late as he already knew a bit your boyfriend.

You got a job and was soon followed with Al haitham proposing to you.

You two got married with Kaveh being the best man and the one catching the flowers.

You two had kids and Cyno being the uncle.

You two made up, Al haitham approved of it and knew about the story of you two's love life back then.

And you three lived happily ever after.

Wait wait wait

What about Cyno? Did he lived happily every after?... Well let's see.

Cyno can't accept the fact that you are married now.

He never accepted any love confession again g it wasn't yours. Which he knows will never happen.

He got a chance to be with you but he just let it past and that's the thing he regretted the most.

When he found out you have kids he lost it. But at least he was thankful that he was the uncle well actually him and Kaveh are the uncle, Kaveh being the main uncle but at least he's still somewhat attached to your life.

If your happy then he's happy.

Finished this and it was barely an hour😳 hehe

I hope you liked it~!

-March 24 2023

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heliads · 2 years

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Pls could you do an imagine four X reader. Where the reader is an initiate and is secretly dating for but all the other initiate are picking on the reader , could you also make a part 1 and 2 with a bit of smut 😊😜🙏

Enjoy your day and I love your posts

hi! i don't write smut so i just did your request without it :)

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The worst part of the fall only comes at the end. You expected the panic to set in when you were plummeting through the air, or even when you jumped off of the roof in the name of Dauntless initiation, but no. Even after you lie there on the net, dazed after losing those few lungfuls of freedom you’d managed to snatch during your drop, it still doesn’t feel as if you’ve done much of anything.

You only know you’ve irrevocably changed the course of your future when you feel a young man take your hand to help you out of the net. You’re blinking up at the ceiling, delighting in what you’ve done, and then you find yourself staring at somebody you know will ruin your life, even without seeing the future.

The problem is him, of course, the problem is the fact that your heart starts to beat so loudly in your chest upon coming face to face with him that you’re certain he must be able to hear it. He’s handsome, obviously, the kind of beautiful they only lie about in stories, but most importantly, he’s regarding you with the sort of half smirk that tells you he’ll be nothing but trouble.

Looking back on it, you probably loved him from that moment forward. He might have felt the same way, too, judging by the way he kept his fingers wrapped around yours for a beat too long. Eventually, he coughed and looked away hurriedly, but even after the other initiates came down, his gaze kept flicking to you, over and over again like a compass finding true north.

He introduced himself soon enough, first to the initiation class at large and then, later, to you alone. You’d already been awake when the leaders called for everyone to get over to the training center, having been forced into uncanny awareness by the sheer excitement of what was to come.

Thus you’d been the first to show up to training by a long shot. Four met you by the door with a wry grin and a prediction that this could surely only mean good things for your future as an initiate. You had heard that he was known for his sharp wit and cool words, but Four never showed you that supposed side of him.

Instead, he treated you with genuine kindness, something you quickly learned is a rarity around here. As the days went by, and Four’s temper remained even, you got to know him better than most. He spends long evenings practicing his skills in front of punching bags and targets so he doesn’t have to think about anything else, he got a lot of his tattoos to cover himself up instead of calling attention to himself like everyone else.

Most of all, you learn that you love him. It is not an easy decision to make, acknowledging this stubborn feeling, but it somehow seems right. You knew from the first time you laid eyes on him that Four would mean more to you than anyone else here, and you weren’t wrong. He makes you feel complete, even more so than switching factions and finding a new home in Dauntless.

As it turns out, you aren’t the only one harboring feelings. One night, after a late party and a couple drinks, you find yourself walking back to the dorms alone with Four. He keeps starting to say something and then stopping, swallowing back his words before he can commit to something he may regret.

Eventually, one hall away from the initiates’ quarters, Four manages to get over his tied tongue long enough to say that he loves you too. He does it with eyes averted, body practically shifted away from you as if in fear of how you’ll respond.

In return, you mention that you love him as well, and watch a slow sunrise of a smile dawn on his face. Four is typically good at concealing his emotions, but it doesn’t work out today. He’s grinning like a child, the boy he must have been before this world sucked him dry of all his joy. For once, he is more than skin and bone, more than blood and bullets. He is in love with you, and that is all that matters.

You think you would be perfectly content with your story ending there, with a confession and a smile and a kiss hidden in the dark corridors of Dauntless. Unfortunately, you’re still an initiate, and that means your relationship has to remain a secret. Four doesn’t want anyone to think that you’re only getting a good ranking because you’re seeing one of the training leaders, so you keep everything under wraps.

Some part of you wishes it could be put in the open, what you have. You watch couples walking around the Dauntless complex, casually showing off hands in pockets and borrowed clothes, gifted guns and matching tattoos. It hurts like a dull blade to see them and realize that you’ll never be able to have that so long as you’re in initiation, but you can wait. Training won’t last forever, and once that’s done, Four swears that the two of you would have the world if you wanted it.

For now, you keep back your jealousy of all the public couples, and choose instead to focus on what you do have now, which is Four all to yourself. The two of you meet up in his apartment night after night, talking over the day’s events or just sitting there in silence. Neither of you have to say a word for the other to understand you, and it is wonderful.

After all, this is what you wanted, even if no one else knows about it. People go their entire lives just wishing to have a love like the one you and Four share, and you have it right here before you. No one else has ever cared about you the way Four does, and perhaps no one ever will. It scares you sometimes, the depths of your affection, but this is Dauntless; fear is joy. You love it all the while.

Besides, you’re already hard at work setting up a future for yourself. You’re doing really well in initiation, and Four has nothing to do with that. You belong in Dauntless, plain and simple, and everyone can see it.

However, in this case attention is bad once again. Once you started rising through the rankings during the first couple days, and especially after you resolutely stayed there at the top, people started to grumble as they always do. No one likes to see success, not if it’s not them, not if it can keep them from getting what they want. You keep being on the receiving end of accusatory glares and burning jealousy, and although you’ve sworn to yourself to pay it no mind, it’s getting kind of hard to ignore.

There’s this one group of girls that have proven themselves to be the worst. Perhaps it’s their status as former Candor coming to their aid in terms of seeking out lies, but they’ve gotten as close as anyone to figuring out that you’re dating Four.

As of right now, they believe that you, much like most of the other trainee girls and boys including themselves, have a crush on Four, and that he’s been giving most of his hard earned praise to you. This alone is unforgivable to them, but it’s the fact that they’re consistently below you in the rankings that drives the final nail into the coffin.

You’ve been waiting for them to try something for a while now. Four has certainly warned you about it. Apparently, every year someone tries to take out one of the higher ranked initiates, or get in their heads long enough to make them doubt themselves right before a crucial fight. This year, the target is most likely in your back, something that neither Four nor you particularly appreciate.

You think they’re planning something, too, something that’s going to happen sooner rather than later. They’ve gotten more bold with their comments, more antagonistic with their stares. At some point, they’re going to make their move, and you have to be ready when they do.

Today appears to be that day. The initiates have been given half an hour to ready themselves before another round of graded fights. It’ll be the second to last one before phase one of training ends, so everyone’s panicked, trying to figure out how they can scrape out a good showing in time to save themselves. Most will manage it. A few won’t, and you can tell which ones those are just by glancing around the room.

Speaking of which, you can see some now. That one pack of girls has been hovering around the cutoff line for a while. Judging by the way their eyes settle on you with an almost grateful viciousness, they’re in need of some sort of distraction from their imminent loss.

They happen to drift over to your punching bag soon enough, and the lead one whispers something to you over the beat of your fists.

“I wonder if Four will like you so much after you fail the next round.”

They start to sweep away across the training room, but stop moving when you call out to them. You have no doubt that they want this, a confrontation, but you want it too.

“What did you say to me?”

You keep your tone ice cold, but they’re still all smiles when they turn back around. The lead girl, a nuisance named Tina, is practically beaming at you.

“Oh, nothing. We were just thinking about how fun it will be to watch Four grow disgusted with you after you lose your next fight. I think we’d all love to see it.”

You arch a brow. “Who said I was losing?”

Tina smirks. “You’ll be fighting me. That’s why.”

“Again,” you say, “why does that mean I’ll be losing? You’re as much a threat as a child.”

Tina’s face sours like she’s just bitten into a lemon. “Very funny joke, Y/N, but trust me, you’re going to wish you never said that. You may have everyone else fooled, but not me. I know you’re just a little cheater, so bad at being good that you think you have to flirt with Four to make it around here.”

Your stomach twists. Man, you hate her. You’re just about to open your mouth and say something equally hurtful back, but someone beats you to it, and that someone is Four.

“I think I’m confused, initiate. How is it that you think talking badly to one of the highest ranked people here is going to get you anything?”

Tina’s face drops in a flash, and she quickly scrambled to save face. “I meant nothing like that. I was just having a friendly conversation with a fellow trainee.”

Four moves to stand beside you, face as hard as if it had been carved from stone. “Do you think I’m stupid, initiate? You think I can’t hear you?”

Tina starts stuttering something about how she meant nothing of the sort, but Four speaks over her as if she’d never made a sound.

“Y/N is highly ranked because she’s one of the best. I have nothing to do with that, and she might be that good in spite of me, because I’m the one giving her all the hardest fights. You, on the other hand, are one round away from becoming factionless. Who knows, maybe that’ll happen today.”

Tina’s friends have quickly disappeared into the corners of the training room, and she seems to have realized that she’s now very alone. She winces and mutters a quick apology, evidently quite desperate to leave and save face.

Before she can go, though, Four leans forward and whispers one last thing in her ear. “Oh, and and just so you know? Y/N was flirting with me because I’ve been flirting with her. We’re dating. Get over it, and stop using that as an excuse to justify your own terrible behavior.”

Four flashes the girl a smile that's as sharp as a blade, and you can practically see the blood fall as Tina all but runs away.

You raise a brow at Four once she’s out of earshot. “I thought we weren’t telling anyone that we were together.”

Four just chuckles. “I have a feeling that she won’t be telling anyone. Good luck for today's fights, Y/N. I look forward to seeing you win.”

With that, he strides back out into the training room, leaving you alone with your thoughts and a smile as bright as the sun. Even disregarding the fights to come, you have a feeling that you’ve won in a landslide.

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starstruckmoony · 1 year

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I am sooo glad you take requests! Feel free to decline this if you dont like the idea but can you write a fic with either James or Sirius (your choice :)) in which the reader fears intimacy and like has a hard time trusting people, which makes them not believe James/Sirius’ love so they think the flirting is just a friendship thing. And they cant understand why reader keeps running away but when they find out the reason James/Sirius tries to convince the reader to give their relationship a chance? I hope you like the idea, thank you so much in advance!!

thank you for the request anon!! sorry for taking too long with this, exams got in the way so my motivation for anything was pretty much below zero :") but i loooove this idea, so here you go! i hope you like it! <333

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pairing - sirius black x reader

trope/tags - friends to lovers, fluff

word count - 3.6k

warnings - language

sirius black was what one may call a heartthrob. winning everybody over with the snap of a finger, being the main topic on everyone's diary pages, having people fall to their knees with a simple glance sent in their direction. some wanted to be him, some wanted him. he loved the attention, of course, the thrill of having so many people fall for you was rather addicting thing for a teenager, but he wanted someone else, and that someone just happened to be you. and it wasn't just a simple type of want, the "let's snog in the broomstick closet a couple of times till i get bored of you and find another", no. he wanted all of you. sirius black was in love, but it was really not going his way this time.

"i don't know why i keep getting rejected." sirius whined hopelessly, tossing his tie somewhere on the floor in frustration and slumping down onto his bed. the mattress squeaked from the impact, making remus look up from his open book.

"you've been on nine dates." james pointed out, trying to calm the other down. nine didn't seem like a big number to him (as he had gone on at least 30 with lily before she agreed to become his girlfriend), so the poor bloke got ignored. sirius kept on rambling thoughtlessly.

"that's the bloody problem, nine dates, prongs, nine! and you know what? they weren't even proper dates. not even proper dates! do you hear that? like are you getting that? not. even. proper. dates. fuck!" sirius grunted, falling back into his pillows with a rather distressed sounding sigh. remus rolled his eyes.

"they weren't?" peter chimed in. he wasn't usually the one who showed much interest in his friends' love lives, but he sure found whatever the hell sirius had going on with you rather intriguing.

"'it was lovely hanging out with you sirius, you're a wonderful friend.' after each and every single one so, no, don't think they were." peter felt guilty for cringing, and he could only look towards sirius with a sympathetic glance.

remus, on the other hand, was finding the situation a bit ridiculous. he simply couldn't suppress a snort, and sirius did not fail to catch it, "what are you laughing at?"

"you." he threw a pillow in remus' face.

"give it more time, mate, i'm sure it'll work out eventually." james was really trying his best to reassure his best friend, but it was never easy with sirius. especially not now that you were in question.

"don't you think i'm trying? i'm– fuck. fucking fuck." he put his face into his hands, groaning loudly in distress."i think i'm gonna go mental." he said dramatically.

"seems like you're very serious about this, sirius." remus said nonchalantly, drawing laughs from both james and peter. sirius inhaled sharply. he was, indeed, very serious about you. it wasn't everyday that he actually felt like he was falling somebody, and it certainly wasn't everyday that he, sirius black, one of the most confident blokes in the whole bloody school, was turning red trying to talk to a person. and you just kept rejecting him, subtly that is. friend this, friend that. friend, friend, friend. he loathed the word. he wanted you, and not in the platonic sense.

"you lot are shit mates, you know that?" sirius huffed angrily, crossing his arms and sulking like a frustrated toddler.

"we love you too, padfoot." james blew a kiss his way, jumping up onto his feet when sirius began chasing after him with a wand in hand. they sped down the stairs from the dormitories and into the common room - sirius was yelling and james was laughing hysterically. the pair ran past the sofa where you and lily were sitting. you were pretty sure they fell over somewhere outside the portrait hole and were probably wrestling judging by the sounds they were making.

"that's the man you fancy, huh?" marlene scoffed from the corner of the room, giving you a judgemental stare. you shrugged, scratching the back of your neck in thought. yes, that was the man you fancied indeed. sometimes you wondered why, but then he'd lock his eyes with yours and every sense of doubt and uncertainty would wipe itself away. it wasn't all that easy, though.

"and lily's gonna marry his other half," mary put a hand over her heart, "how romantic." she wiped away a fake tear.

"romantic?" marlene said in disgust.

"oh sod off, you two." lily rolled her eyes. "sirius isn't half-bad." her way of speaking was so honest, it was suspicious. you squinted your eyes at her skeptically.

"what? can't really chat shit when my boyfriend is basically the same, minus the lack of critical thinking and self-awareness." lily winked at you. you put your face into your hands, screaming into them. you heard mary snicker.

"are we talking about the same james?" marlene teased, raising an eyebrow. you suppressed a laugh.

"we get it, you hate men." remus rolled his eyes as he appeared in the common room, and let himself fall onto the couch right next to you. he stared at you in amusement when he noticed your regretful expression.

"something on your mind?" he questioned.

"sirius," mary coughed, "sirius." she coughed again.

"oh." remus laughed to himself, and then went quiet. you thought, hoped, that the conversation would come to an end there, but remus had different intentions.

"do i create drama or not?" he said in thought, trailing his eyes over you and your friends. you pursed your lips in thought.

"oh, please do, the last interesting thing that happened was when marlene and dorcas were found snogging in the forbidden forest after attempting to use the imperius curse on one another." mary said desperately.

"and that was two months ago." lily added.

"i hate all of you." marlene made a face, and stuck a hand down her pocket to pull out a cigarette.

"alright then," remus smirked, throwing an arm around you, "sirius threw a tantrum about five minutes ago because you keep rejecting him." your eyes widened. you stopped breathing for a moment. what the hell?

lily's jaw dropped in amusement, marlene burst out laughing, and mary appeared to be coming up with plans on how to organise your wedding ceremony. for real this time.

"i'm sorry, what? he what– he did– remus–" you stumbled over your words, not knowing how to form them. sirius fancies you. you flung yourself backwards into the couch, your face was painted with worry. sirius black threw a tantrum because you rejected him. sirius fucking black threw a tantrum because you rejected him. "merlin's bloody beard, what the hell?" you ran your hands through your hair, exhaling exhaustedly.

luckily, none of your friends were that oblivious, and they quickly noticed that you weren't taking piss acting like nothing of this sort had ever actually been brought to your attention.

"hey, why the face? that's good news!"

"am i experiencing the consequences of miscommunication again?"

"i thought you fancied him!"

"are you okay?"

questions, so many questions and shocked and confused faces left and right. as much as you hated to admit it, you did owe them an explanation. this wasn't the only occasion on which people tried to tell you sirius was into you, but it was different this time because it was coming from remus. sirius was into you. he was into you. he was fucking into you. he wasn't just playing around like he does with others.

"i know, mary. and no, remus. and yes, i do, marlene. and honestly, lily, i don't know." you said it all in one breath, tiredly sighing. you'd been head over heels for the man for years, yet it always felt off. no one knew why though, you never brought it up. your friends knew you fancied him, but you never dared to tell them why you were pushing him away whenever he tried to initiate something. in truth, you were afraid of relationships and you feared intimacy. it wasn't something you could just overcome overnight. you had a difficult time trusting others and you were always vary of who you shared your secrets with and who you would open up to, anyway. so the thing was, it only became worse when it actually came to dating and falling in love.

to top it all off, sirius was naturally flirty, so you too, naturally, brushed it off and chalked it up to his normal, daily behaviour. you'd seen him jokingly flirt and kiss james, and mary, and marlene, and even remus who slapped him for it once, so you simply couldn't envision sirius returning the feelings when he was acting like every single one of his friends was also his significant other. all of that put together felt like an absolute train wreck and you didn't know what to do about it.

both lily and remus soon had their arms around you, and were looking at each other as if they were trying to find a way to telecommunicate and figure out what was wrong. marlene and mary moved over from the corner they were sitting in to the floor, and they were in front of you, with worried and comforting eyes.

"you can say what's wrong, y/n, it's alright." mary said, squeezing your knee reassuringly.

"we won't tell a soul." marlene added with a smile.

"it's just that– i'm– fuck," you started, not knowing if you should talk. you met lily's troubled expression and swallowed the lump on your throat,"i'm so horrified of relationships and sirius is– he doesn't– i thought he was just fucking around and i don't even know if i can trust him to not break my heart and i just– he's the same with everyone, you know, flirting and and all that and i don't want to be hurt and it feels like shit. actual, fucking shit. and intimacy– merlin, don't even get me started– it's scaring me, all of it. and then in the end– i just start feeling like i won't ever be loved, like truly loved, you know?"

"y/n–"

"don't 'y/n' me and try to say you understand." you snapped, "do you know what it feels like? looking at everyone around you all cuddly and giggly with their boyfriends and girlfriends and then feeling like you're going bloody mental because you want it too but you're fucking terrified of it all and then you can't tell if the guy you're into likes you back or not because he flirts with anything that fucking moves and breathes? no, you don't." you bit the inside of your cheek in frustration, and then tried to wiggle out of lily and remus' grasp, but they held you back.

"listen, to me, y/n. it's okay, alright? you're not going mental, or insane or anything like that. and i can assure you're not the only one who's felt like that before." remus said the words a bit unsurely, but not untruthfully. you leaned your head onto lily's shoulder.

"but, what can i do about it? i can't just ignore it all and hope it goes away." you said honestly. you had no idea what to do, and you were afraid that you had no other option but the one you wanted to avoid most.

"well, talking to sirius would be a good start." mary suggested. the other three nodded along.

"and then what?"

"then, assuming that he'll understand what you're saying, you'll feel better and maybe even get a boyfriend who will accept your fears won't force you to do things you don't want to do." lily finished, smiling affirmatively.

"but what if it doesn't work?"

"fuck him." marlene said without thinking, "no really, fuck him. you deserve someone way better, not some slimy prat who can't even respect the person he bloody fancies."

"fuck who and when and where?" sirius entered the common room, appearing rather dishevelled.

"speak of the devil." remus spoke under his breath.

"definitely not you, black." marlene stood up from the floor, returning to her spot in the corner and picking up her cigarette which was sitting in a make-shift ashtray. he flipped her off, and then ascended the stairs to the boys' dormitories.

the following week, something shifted. it's not like you and sirius drifted apart, you didn't, but he stopped being... him? no more hand touching, no more kisses on the cheek. but there were more questions, more asking of what you're comfortable with rather than just doing it immediately. and that's when you began suspecting he overheard your conversation with remus and the girls as you had sort of forgotten him and james were just outside the portrait hole.

in reality, that wasn't really the case. sirius just became kind of, well, depressed. after his little outburst in the dormitories, he lost all of that little hope he had for starting a relationship with you. he didn't know what he was doing wrong, and why you kept putting him in the friendzone when his friends had been telling him that you were clearly into him. was it you? was it him? was it neither of those things?

he became cautious. didn't want to touch you anymore, scared thinking that it upset you. didn't want to flirt with you either, terrified that it made you feel uneasy. his melancholy over it all began projecting onto everybody else around him.

james gave up on attempting to comfort him because he himself was too exhausted by sirius' constant state of dread. peter stayed out of it. and remus, well, remus was fed up with him and would have probably murdered him on a couple of occasions if james wasn't there to jump in and snatch his wand away.

"i still don't know what i did wrong. can someone tell me what i did wrong? 'cause i don't know what i did wrong!" sirius buried his face into his pillow, screaming into it. same thing, over and over, every day, every night.

james and peter glanced at each other, no words exchanged, and they both pretended to be occupied with something else. remus tried his best to ignore him, and continued writing the essay he was working on.

"is there something wrong with me? like geniuenly is there? am i fucked up? oh no, i might be fucked up, what if i really am?" remus' quill snapped. james let out a huff of frustration. peter hid in the bathroom. and sirius kept talking.

"y/n hates me, i just know it. it's 'cause i'm fucked up, that's what i get for–"

"merlin's beard, will you shut up?" remus finally snapped. sirius pouted, looking up at the ceiling with glossy eyes. the other boy sighed, standing up from his own bed and walking over to sirius'. he wasn't planning on ratting you out, you were supposed to talk to sirius and tell him everything yourself, but remus was tired. tired of looking at his friend go through a major case of self-destruction, and tired of having to endure it all. so remus talked, maybe when he shouldn't have, but he did not regret one bit of it.

***

"are you free right now by any chance?" sirius burst into your room a week later, uninvited and without making any previous announcements.

"uh–" you dropped your notebook and quill, awkwardly tossing them to the side, "yeah, definitely. "

"fantastic, let's go." he grinned, stuffing his hands into his pockets and trotting out of the room. you stood up from your bed and quickly put on some shoes, following after him. you happened to pass by james who gave you a pat on the shoulder. one more reason to think him and sirius know. great. fantastic. amazing. the lake was looking rather attractive today.

"where are we going?" you asked once you were by sirius' side.

"was thinking about a walk, nothing too crazy."

"oh, yeah, that sounds nice."

that's what you did. walked and talked around hogwarts, and in the end found yourselves sitting at the said lake despite the clouds which started covering the sky. sirius never brought up what happened the week before, but you weren't sure if you could stay quiet any longer. it stressed you out more than all of your stupid exams combined, and really, he was going to find out one way or another.

"are you alright?" you asked. not a bad start, you told yourself.

"mhm, why wouldn't i be?" he responded, falling backwards into the grass in sighing in content. you followed his movements, lying flat onto your back.

"i don't know, you're too... alert. acting like i'd break if you touch me or something." you said, fumbling with your hands.

"what?" he turned his head to the side to look at you.

"you heard what i said that night on saturday, after we got back from hogsmeade, didn't you?" you were looking at him too.

"what are you on about–"

"how i said i fancy you but i'm scared of dating you because i'm horrified of getting intimate and i don't know if i can trust you not to hurt me?" you explained, thinking that it would help him remember. or stop playing around with you. he was quiet. you regretted speaking, and were ready walk off, and probably would have if he hadn't grabbed you by the hand when you tried to.

"no, wait! just wait, please." he choked out. and so you did.

"i stopped it all because i thought you didn't feel that way about me," he began, you listened attentively, "everyone told me that you did, and that it would work out and stuff, but i don't know, you always made sure i knew i was your friend, so i figured i should stop pestering you and just settle for that instead." he finished with a shrug.

"oh, no, sirius." you groaned, hugging your knees to your chest and burying your face into them. "and then, uhm," sirius licked his lips, as if he was trying to find the right way to form whatever he was going to say, "remus told me, uh, the same thing you just did." you looked up and at him, scanning his face for any sign of judgement and disappointment, but there was none of it.

"i was convinced he was taking the piss at first or trying to set me up for embarrassment or something 'cause i was getting on his nerves, don't even know what was going through my head," he laughed at himself, "but then i thought about what he said, and i was trying to find a way to talk to you and uhm..." he scratched the back of his head. "turns out i'm not that cool. every time i told myself i'll try, i felt like running off somewhere and hiding 'cause i was horrified you'd reject me. still am, honestly but that doesn't matter 'cause i still– i still wanna be with you, y/n."

you opened your mouth to speak, but nothing came out. sirius black left you speechless once again. he wanted to be with you, even after knowing that what he might get won't be like all of those others relationships he's had before.

"look, i really like you, and i don't think i've ever felt that way about anyone. i know that it doesn't sound convincing coming from me, but it's true. i wanna be with you, like i really, really do because i love you and i–" he cursed silently. a smile began forming on your face, and he wasn't even done yet. "can you give us a chance, please? i'll talk to you, you'll talk to me, we'll communicate everything, if i'm doing anything that's bothering you i'll stop, i'll ask questions, i'll try my best to make it feel right for you, i'll fullfill any wish you have–"

"sirius."

"and if you still don't feel ready or if you're still having doubts, it's okay. i'm not gonna force you to date me, we can be just friends, or break up and still be friends, or break up and never–"

"sirius!"

"what?"

"stop talking."

"okay."

"we can date."

"what?"

"i'll give you a chance."

"oh." he stared out at the lake in shock, his mouth hanging open slightly. "oh!" he turned to look at you, and the smile that stood on his face was brighter than any star in the sky. he pressed his own hands against his cheeks, touching the as if he was trying to check if they were warm or not.

"am i turning red?"

"a little bit." you snickered, your eyes never leaving him. the relief you felt was indescribable. you'd gone out with him today, terrified of what might happen, thinking that you'll lose him forever. and then there you were, with sirius black blushing right in front of you because he was madly in love with you.

"can i uhm–" he cleared his throat, shaking his head for a moment in attempt to get out of the haze that he was stuck in, "kiss... you...?"

"yeah." you said the words in a small voice. the panic on sirius' face was pretty noticeable, and you would have probably laughed in his face to cope with awkwardness you were feeling yourself if he hadn't kissed you before you could. he hesitantly cupped your cheek with his hand, but when you let yourself relax into his touch, he was calmer too.

you pulled away from each other after a few seconds, and you could see that sirius was having hard time holding back a grin. this time you laughed in his face, he laughed at you for laughing at him, and the cycle only continued.

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ayyeitssarahh · 2 years

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Hey! I love your writing!! Could I maybeee request a Henderson|SisterxEddie imagine where she helps Eddie study cuz Dustin begged her to and she has pretty tensed neck/shoulders and he massages it for her and she let’s some moans slip cuz it feels good and he get’s really turned on by it and has to hide his boner cut she‘s oblivious. After a few study-dates and massages they maybe kiss and the rest is up to you! This would be amazing!!!!

A/n: Thank you so much for being my first request! Sorry for taking forever to do it but I finally had the energy, so here you go! It’s a little different from the request, but besides that, I hope this is to your satisfaction!

One hell of a Study Sesh!

Eddie Munson x Fem!Henderson!Reader

Warnings: 18+ Fingering, Handjob (I don't think there's more but if so, please let me know!)

Word Count:2.5k

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“Please Y/n?!” Begged Dustin, following me down the hallway to my locker. It was lunch which means I have 3 more hours until the weekend.

“Why are you asking me?” I asked, opening my locker, putting my books in and then grabbing my English book, shutting my locker and leaning against it, finally sparing Dustin a glance.

“Because he really needs help! He just needs to pass this exam and he's good to finally graduate this year!” He exclaimed.

“Plus, you’re like the smartest person I know!” He added, with a smile on his face.

I rolled my eyes, starting to walk to the cafeteria, Dustin once again following me, “You’re just saying that because I’m your sister.” I said.

“Finee, ok, yes, that's true but I don’t know anyone else who’s a senior and good with english!” He said, throwing his hand up.

“Well, what about steve?” I asked my younger brother.

He ran in front of me, opening the cafeteria door for me, “He can’t, he's busy this weekend and the test is Monday. And he’s not that fond of Eddie” he said, walking beside me.

I walk towards the lunch line, seeing what they have, my eyes immediately falling on a Turkey sandwich, a bag of lays and a coke. Putting them on my tray and waiting for the 4 people in front of me to pay so I can finally sit down and eat.

“Please please please Y/n?! Just this once!” He begged, putting his hands together in a prayer motion.

I sighed, “If I do it, what's in it for me?” I ask, pulling out my wallet as I'm the next person in line.

“I'll clean your bathroom for 2 weeks?!” He asked.

“Add my half of the dishes to it and I'll do it!” I said, paying the lady and grabbing my tray. Walking over to Robin and Steve.

“Yes! Thank you! Love you, you’re the best sister ever!” He yelled, hugging me and rushing off to the Hellfire club table where Eddie is moving his hands around dramatically and the guys are laughing.

Finally sitting down, I close my eyes for a second before opening them and digging into my sandwich.

“What was that about?”Asked Robin.

“D wants me to tutor Munson for English. I guess his exam is Monday and he needs a bit of extra help.” I said, opening my chips and shoving a few in my mouth.

“Oh yeah, Steve was telling me how Dustin asked him but he can't because, get this, he has a date Sunday!” She exclaimed, elbowing steve.

He rolled his eyes and shrugged, “Yeah so? I like this girl, she's cool and nice and so I asked her out. She said yes and now we’re going out on Sunday.” He said nonchalantly, hiding the smile that was trying to come out.

I smiled and leaned over, giving his hand a squeeze, “Congrats Steve, I’m glad you found somebody.” I said with an encouraging smile.

He nodded in thanks and continued eating.

Robin got up and threw her trash away, grabbing her bag and swinging it over her shoulder. “I gotta head to history early, I need to do some extra credit to bring my grade from a C- to a B-. See ya!” She said, kissing my head and waving at Steve.

Finishing my lunch as well, I stand up to throw it away and grab my bag as well, “The bell rings in five minutes and I gotta go see when Munson wants to do this. I'll see you after school.” I said to Steve, waving bye as he got up and threw his trash away.

Walking over to the Hellfire Club table, it was rowdy as hell, I cleared my throat making it known I was there.

They all stop and look at me. I nod, “Munson” I said as a greeting.

He smiled, nodding as well, “Older Henderson! What can I do for you on this fine afternoon?” He asked.

“Dustin asked me if I could tutor you in English or something, I just want to know when you want to do it. I'm free today after school.” I said, “Or we can do it this weekend, I don’t really care when we do it” I said, looking bored and just wanting to get to class.

He nodded and looked at Dustin who smiled awkwardly at him, “How about tonight at 7:30? My place?” He asked, standing up as the bell had rung.

I nodded, “Sounds good.” I turned to Dustin, “Still want me to pick you up from Hellfire tonight?” I ask him. He nods.

I smile and kiss his cheek, ruffling his hair. “Alright! See you later little bro!” I said. “Hellfire Club members!” I nodded. Turning away and walking out the cafeteria to my English class.

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*After School*

I sigh and walk out of class and towards the parking lot. Not needing to stop by my locker since I'm tutoring Eddie later.

I spot Steve waiting next to my car with Robin. I'm giving him a ride to the auto shop so he can pick up his car and take him and Robin to work.

“Alright guys! Let's get going, I have 4 and a Half hours to study after dropping you off before I have to head to Munsons and tutor him” I said, unlocking the car and getting in.

They get in as well, “Where’s this place again?” I asked Steve.

“Up the road and then take a left, then when we hit the light, turn left again, there should be a parking lot, thats where it's at.” He said. I nodded and started driving.

Steve leaned over and pushed in the CD that was already in my radio, Separate Ways by Journey starts playing.

He shakes his head, lowering the volume, “I can’t believe you like this crap.” He said.

I look at him offended, “Journey is NOT crap!” I said.

He just laughs and sjakes his head.

A couple minutes later I pulled into the parking lot, pulled to the side and put the car in park.

They get out. Shutting his door, Steve leans down, “I'll call you later ok?” He asks. I nod, saying bye to him and Robin.

Heading home, I walked into the house, put my keys on the table and then, walked upstairs and into my room, dropping my bag on the floor and falling face first on my bed, groaning. Looking at the clock I see it's only 3:30.

Deciding since I'm gonna have to study Munson later, I'll take a small nap instead of studying. I can do that tomorrow.

Setting an alarm for 5:00pm, I get under the covers and relax my body, feeling my muscles ache for some odd reason.

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Hearing my alarm go off, I groan and turn over, turning it off. I layed in bed for a good 10 minutes before I decided to get up and take a quick shower before eating some dinner.

Walking to the bathroom, I turn on the water and step in, quickly washing my hair and body.

Stepping out and into a towel, I go to my room and change into a matching dark gray lace set. Then I throw on some gray sweatpants and a plain white shirt. Looking at the clock I see it's only 5:30, so I make some dinner and then head up to my room to study for a bit.

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Getting lost in my History book, I look over at the clock and see it's almost 7. Setting it down, I open my backpack to make sure everything to help Eddie is in there and then head downstairs, grabbing my keys off the table. I walk out, yelling to my mom that i’m going to pick up Dustin and that I’ll be back later.

Getting in the car, I throw my bag in the back seat and head over to the school. Pulling into the parking lot 10 minutes later, just in time to see Dustin walk out with Mike and Lucas.

“Hey Y/n, can we give a ride to Lucas and Mike too? I know it’s last minute but Nancy was their ride and she had to do something.” Dustin asks. I nodded, “Sure D. Get in dorks, I gotta be at Eddies in 15 minutes.” I said as they all piled in the back seats, Dustin in the front.

Pulling out the Parking lot, I dropped Lucas off first since he was the closest and then Mike a couple minutes later.

Finally pulling up to the house, I put the car in park and turned to Dustin, “Tell mom I’ll be home around 9 or 9:30.” I said, he nodded and gave me a thumbs up.

He gets out of the car and waves bye, rushing up the steps of the house. Once I made sure he was inside, I pulled out and made my way to the trailer park.

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10 minutes later, I’m standing in front of his door just about to knock when it opens. His uncle stops for a sec before walking around me and down the steps, “Hey Y/n, he’s in his room. Goodluck!” He jokes, I laugh and walk in, towards what I think is his room. Well hearing Metallica playing on the other side of the door, I can only assume.

I knock, waiting a sec. Hearing a slight ‘Come in’ over the music, I open the door and walk in.

He’s sitting on the bed in sweatpants and his Hellfire shirt getting his English book out of his backpack along with his notebook and a pen.

“Hey” I said, sitting next to him and pulling out my own notebook.

“Hey” He mumbles, eyebrows furrowing, trying to figure something out.

I smile a little, thinking how he looks kinda cute when he does that. Handing him my notebook with notes, I tell him to copy them and when he’s done I'll explain them to him.

While he does that I walk around his room, admiring the posters on his wall and his beautiful guitar.

Moving my arm to lightly graze over the strings, I hiss, rubbing my shoulders to ease them.

“What’s wrong?” Eddie asks, putting the notebook down and walks over to me.

“Oh nothing, my shoulders just ache and little. Must be from my backpack” I said shrugging it off.

“Hmmm, I could massage them for you?” He says, “Not if that’s weird or something but when I was little my mom used to do this thing with her thumbs to help me fall asleep.” He quickly added.

I thought about it for a moment before nodding. Walking back over to the bed and sitting down.

He crawls up behind, slowly moving my hair to the side and putting his hands on my shoulder.

Right when he starts messaging my shoulders, I feel a sense of relief and let out a small groan.

He pauses for a second before continuing, digging his thumbs in but not too hard. My eyes roll into the back of my head, not realizing I let a little moan slip out. He tenses, and slowly comes to a stop. When I open my eyes back up, I realize he hasn’t moved from his spot behind me. When I go to turn around, he quickly grabs my shoulders, stopping me.

“Wait, I- hold on” He says, his voice sounding strained.

“Are you okay Eddie?” I ask, feeling concerned and turned around anyways only to see his eyes closed and a pillow over his lap.

Taking a moment to look at him, I realize why he looks like this. Slowly and carefully, I grab and remove the pillow from his lap. He opens his eyes and looks at me with wide eyes.

“Y-Y/n, wait, I can explain,” He started but I cut him off my leaning towards him, lightly bruising my lips against his, nervous if I'm going too far. But when he leans in the rest of the way, smashing his mouth on to mine, I know I didn’t.

Crawling into his lap, still kissing him, I move my hands down and start to palm over him, he groans against my lips, moving his own down my neck, sucking on my collarbone.

Tugging his pants down a little, just enough for his dick to pop out, I start to pump him up and down slowly, using the pre cum that leaked out to help.

He jerks in my hand, moaning against my neck as I slowly start to move my hand faster. I lean down a little, pressing little kisses to his neck.

“F-Fuckkk” He moans, spilling his seed all over my hands and shirt.

I keep pumping him slowly until he’s done, he leans against me for a few seconds to catch his breath.

“God, that was so good.” He whispers, lifting his head to look at me. I smile and lean towards him a little.

He leans in and rests his forehead against mine. His hands move down from my hip to the top of my sweats.

He looks into my eyes as his hand slides into my pants and rubs me over my panties. I moan, jerking in his hand.

“So wet for me Y/n.” He says, circling my clit.

“O-ohhh” I can’t even get any words out.

He moves my panties to the side to rub his thumb up and down my slit.

Feeling it graze over my hole, I whimper, clenching around nothing.

He smirks, noticing. Leaning back, he turns me around and pulls my back against his chest.

Putting his hand into my pants again, he uses his other hand under my shirt and pulls down my bra cup, rolling my nipple between his fingers.

I lay my head back, resting it on his shoulder.

His hand in my pants grazes over my hole again, slowly pushing a finger inside.

I groaned, turning my head to face his neck, lightly biting it.

Adding another finger into the mix, he moved the hand from under my shirt to circle my clit.

Trembling under him, I feel my orgasm start to build up.

“Eddie! Oh my god! I'm gonna cum!”I said loudly.

“You’re gonna cum? Ohhh such a good girl. Cum for me Y/n.” He encouraged me.

One more thrust of his fingers and I'm coming undone all over his hands.

Jerking my hips up and down form overstimulation, he slowly takes his fingers out, bringing them to his lips and sucking them clean.

I couldn't help but watch in amazement. He hums in approval.

“So good babe.” He says, looking down at me.

Feeling my face flush, I go to sit up, only for him to pull me back.

“Now hold on a second. How about, you call Dustin and tell him you’re staying with Robin tonight, I’m not done with you yet.” He says, a smirk on his face.

I can only nod, standing up of trembling legs and going to his phone.

He looks down at the abandoned English book and notebooks, chuckling.

I look at him and then the books and laugh, “That was one hell of a study sesh!” He exclaims.

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Please don't be afraid to send more request! Any ideas on who to write about will be awesome! Im aiming to write about Bucky Barned next, what do you think?! <3

#eddie munson fanfic #eddie munson smut #eddie munson imagine #eddie munson x reader #eddie munson #dustin stranger things #y/n henderson #steve harrigton #robin buckley #stranger things fanfiction

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crabonfire · 2 years

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Merc with S/O who has amazing singing!!

prompt: merc walks into s/o's room while they are doing chores to talk to them, but they instead finding s/o singing and they find out you can sing!!!

characters: all mercs :)

warnings: none!!! pure fluff hehe

note: S/O is a bit shy with their singing hehe. This is really long, some are longer than others, and I am very sorry if there are any mistakes!!

♡Scout♡

• he is absolutely fuckin LOVESTRUCK.

• man's is literally in awe. he was just gonna talk to you and stuff but now all he wants to do is listen to you sing all day every day.

• "WOW. YOUR CUTE AND YOU SING? Think I hit the jackpot here, haha!"

• honestly he's super duper happy but also really nervous because oh my god, your voice is like a bullet through his heart. It's so adorable but MAN he cannot handle how cute it is.

• he asks why you didn't tell him you could sing like that. "Toots, whydya never tell me you could sing?! OH OH! EVERYONE IN THE TEAM IS GONNA BE SO SURPRISED TO FIND OUT WE GOTS A FUCKIN' SUPERSTAR IN HERE! My god. I can't believe I'm dating an adorable person with a beautiful voice, you stole ma heart babes. You are so fuckin perfect." Man's will literally kiss you on the spot no joke.

• INSISTS he tells everyone else. though if your shy, he's of course fine with that. But he's so so encouraging. He brags, but only sometimes when your not around. He tells to the people he brags to "Hey, don't tell em I told ya this. They'd KILL my ass." He knows your shy, but he still really wants people to know how talented you are.

• be sure to expect him asking you to sing for him. he will sit all giddy just to wait for you to finish your work and sing to him.

♡Soldier♡

• his jaw is on the floor

• "S/O! YOU HAVE THE VOICE OF AN ANGEL!"

• he shouted that louder than usual, the happiness so obvious in his stupid voice

• he finds your voice so cute!!! he apologises for interrupting your singing session, completely forgets what he was gonna talk to you about and just like Scout, it's a NEED that everyone at the base knows his cupcake can sing.

• if your nervous, he will probably be really confused. Like "HOW CAN YOU BE NERVOUS WHEN YOU HAVE NOTHING TO BE NERVOUS OF?! YOUR AMAZING CADET!" But once you explain he'll start to get it :)

• now it is mandatory for you to sing to him atleast every week. he just wants to listen to your singing. your voice was already cute, and the fact that you can sing? it makes him really happy.

• brags. all the damn time. "MY CUPCAKE CAN SING LIKE AN ANGEL! YOU HAVENT HEARD THEIR SINGING? WHAT?! THATS TERRIBLE. COME WITH ME!" drags said person along to your room just so they can hear you sing.

• somebody doesn't like your singing? Either beats them the fuck up or if he's feeling nice, "DROP AND GIVE ME 500 PUSHUPS, RIGHT NOW SOLDIER! YOU HAVE NO RIGHT SPEAKING LIKE THAT TO MY CUPCAKE." You find it a bit embarrassing but, he means well. He's just so proud of you!!

♡Pyro♡

• GOES DEAD SILENT.

• LITERALLY JUST NO SOUNDS UNTIL YOU STOP SINGING.

• when you stop singing, HE SQUEALS LIKE A FANGIRL.

• "Mmmhf!!! Mffh mffhhhhf mffhh mffh mfffh!!!" (S/O!! YOUR SINGING IS SO GOOD!!!)

• you get jumpscared but he's so optimistic!! He's incredibly giddy, holding your hands and swaying you around while he jumps. He's just absolutely in love!!

• you tell him to calm down and since you can't understand him well through his mask, he writes down just a bunch of compliments. It's honestly adorable. He's just hurriedly writing and drawing cute doodles of you with love hearts over em.

• like soldier, wants everyone to be aware of your voice. even if they don't get along with pyro, they find it quite nice that a ruthless arsonist goes extra soft on some random unit. you two are totally adorable. A weird power couple definitely, but adorable.

• sleeps to your voice. he falls asleep pretty easily since he mostly is in his own dream land, but stays awake just to listen to you sing to him. Loves your voice so much.

♡Demoman♡

• wait a damn minute

• man's pauses dead in his tracks, listens for a bit and leans on the table but he accidentally makes it creak, making you stop. He instantly panics, "NOOOO DONT STOP. Go on, mo ghràdh." You get embarrassed and he feels bad for making you stop. So so bad.

• "I didn't know ya could sing love, that's bloody amazing! could ya sing for me?"

• he just begs you to continue singing, "please love, lemme listen to that gorgeous voice again?" He is genuinely so upset that he interrupted your singing that you kinda feel bad for him 😭

• please sing to him. please. he absolutely loves it please.

• it's honestly charming how much he wants you to sing.

• doesn't brag as much as the others but when he does he will go all out. not shutting the fuck up.

• if your shy about your singing, he will literally go insane like "mo chridhe I will kill anybody who ever has the pure audacity to make you shy with yer singin. Yer perfect! Nothing to be shy about. Ya hear?" he's so in love with your voice that he can ramble about it all day to you.

• this man has a piano, you have a good voice, you see where I'm goin with this?

♡Heavy♡

• BOZHE MOI 😯

• his big Teddy bear heart melts into a puddle. Like Pyro, he waits for you to finish and he's just quiet the entire time. Eyes just full of endearment.

• when your done, he claps his hands making you flinch. "That was amazing, moya lyubov. Why have you not told me you could sing? You have voice of angels."

• he's so in awe man. he sits down on your bed and just watches you get all shy, as you explain that you can sing but never really thought it was special and how your a bit shy with your singing.

• "you have great talent S/O. Your singing is wonderful, no need to be shy. It is a great gift everybody should hear." He's understanding of your shyness, and tries his best to encourage you :)

• surprisingly, he brags quite a bit about this. About, "did you know, S/O can sing? I know! It is amazing. They have great voice." And "My S/O is great at singing, have you heard? They are very good." It's more like showing you off in the most endearing way possible other than bragging loudly like the others tbh.

• he doesn't want to force you, but he would LOVE if you sang for him. He doesn't ask, but you soon notice that he's eager to. He gets very happy when you get the hint and do sing for him, he will physically be there and mentally he will think of pulling you into a big kiss.

♡Engineer♡

• great job S/O. You killed him. You fucking killed him. You murderer.

• he felt like collapsing. Literally his heart rate is not normal-MEEEEDDICC!

• in all seriousness, he's in awe. Even after you finish singing he's just staring at you, nd you notice him after you finish folding your laundry.

• you get shy and you notice he's just staring. "OH...'m sorry sunshine...but I had no idea you could sing like that! That was beautiful." He's just...in a loss for words.

• he compliments you non stop. just, so sweet honestly.

• "And here I thought I could never love you more than I already do, your messin' with my heart sugar! How could do make me feel like this? You rascal." Holds you and kisses you man. He cannot handle how cute you are. And you can't handle how cute he is.

• he doesn't brag, because he knows your a bit shy. but just like Scout, secretly tells the others at the base about it, but makes them promise that they'll never tell.

• honestly just such a sweetheart.

• please ask to sing for him. he has his guitar ready please.

♡Medic♡

• OH MEIN GOTT

• LITERALLY JAW ON THE FLOOR. EYES WIDE. MANS IS SO SHOCKED.

• congratulations S/O for the first time you caught him off guard!

• waits dead silent just like Pyro. He loves your voice. Archimedes will quietly fly over to him and sit on his shoulder, listening to you too.

• when your done, he also claps like Heavy. He's just so???

• "meine liebe, das war total schön." literally just compliments.

• "I had no idea you could sing mein schatz! Oh, your voice is absolutely divine!"

• he's so so sooooo giddy. just will not shut up about how good you sound.

• "Why do you work here? Your voice is fit for an opera! If you were a singer, I'd come to every single one of your shows my dear!"

• is so excited. archimedes is happy too.

• wants you to sing for him daily now. doesn't brag about it to others at all, he "wants to keep you to himself"

• definitely just makes you flustered a lot. Man's is killing you with all the love.

♡Sniper♡

• he's already pretty quiet, and he just sorta stands stiff as a board. mostly due to shock.

• he gets? so calm?? like his usual tense self goes away and just calms down.

• he also stays quiet, expect him to stare just as hard if not even harder than engie.

• "WOW. Just wow."

• you have successfully made him smile without even trying. That man has a huge grin all over his face.

• he just sits on your bed like Heavy, but instead just asks very plainly. "Sorry for interruptin' yer cleanin' love. but could ya sing for me? Ya have a bloody nice voice."

• for once, he's not so shy around you. And that alone convinced you.

• your voice is now like oxygen to him, he needs to hear you sing.

• he's a saxophone player right? imagine, careless whisper featuring S/O and Mundy.

• does not brag to anybody. not at all.

• he wants nobody else to hear your voice, he knows your shy.

• unless your okay with it, maybe he'll mention to a couple people. but if he sees anybody saying the slightest negative notion of your voice? shot in the head. bye bye.

♡Spy♡

• he just smiles.

• he walks in invisible, leans on the wall next to you so he can surprise you, and when he reveals himself as your singing you flinch and scream a bit.

• he laughs it off, but he's just smiling.

• you ask him what he wanted and he simply replied, "Oh, nothing really mon amour. Though, I'd like to know why you never told me about your beautiful singing."

• he's a tease for the first part but truly, it's not long till the compliments seep in. He's just so soft with you when you make him so warm like this.

• "ta voix est comme les anges d'en haut, si je pouvais, je t'écouterais toute la journée." Translate that shit. He would deadass say that. You know he would.

• he's just, in awe. please sing for him.

• I really don't have much to say other than the fact he just won't shut up about how "Your voice is soft as silk." and how "Your voice makes me feel like I'm in heaven."

• definitely doing this to tease you, but also the fact he genuinely means every single word.

• oh? Trust me this man will not brag. He wants to keep you all to himself.

AAAA this was so fun to write. sorry if its a bit long, I just don't like making short imagines/ prompts hehe. I hope you all enjoyed ♡

extra extra note, I'm only fluent in English and indonesian so I'm very sorry if anything Scottish, Russian, German or French I've said was wrong.

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rollforjackass · 9 months

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okay so i reread the good omens script book trying to look up a quote i remembered and i kept writing down the things that i absolutely loved about it, so here's just a list of all the quotes and moments that rewired my brain chemistry

aziraphale sasses the hell out of crowley about his antichrist birth organization skills

aziraphale saying “oh sugar” instead of oh shit...

first appearance of everyday by buddy holly, we all know how that turned out

aziraphale doesn’t know how an ansaphone works. this was in the book too, but it’s still funny, especially considering how in radio omens he at least knows about caller id

aziraphale brought shortbread for the drive to the convent. did he think it was a date? please say yes

crowley asked aziraphale if heaven wouldn’t give him (crowley) asylum and aziraphale was going to ask him the same about hell

aziraphale says “what the hell” after pointedly not swearing earlier. hypocrite ass

aziraphale is fine with killing the antichrist himself but gets upset about the humans killing each other at tadfield manor....more tasty hypocrisy. he thinks he can only ever do the Right Thing but he knows it's Wrong when anyone else does it

“aziraphale is rather enjoying having the upper hand in the ideas department for once”

crowley says “dude. chill.”

“for a moment his noble better nature rejects the idea out of hand. THEN HE FALLS...”

“aziraphale is softening. they haven’t spoken in a hundred years: he’s realizing they are still friends.” gets me every time i look at it

why was shadwell in prison?? america explain

“i work in soho, i hear things” patron saint of soho confirmed

i still think that the neon halo blinking on and off above aziraphale’s head is the HARDEST that neil gaiman has ever gone and that we deserved to see it in the final cut

"michael: when your cause is just you do not hesitate to smite the foe, aziraphale." i'm thinking thoughts about the s2 finale under this lens; when your cause is just (saving the love of your life) you do not hesitate to suffer for pursuing it

“crowley looks back. he looks at aziraphale. above them, a beautiful starry sky. and crowley softens.” jesus janthony christ.

“aziraphale is looking for someone. he spies a human statue dressed as an angel, with wings. it’s not him.” GOD

gabriel about aziraphale: “i’m disappointed in him. not thinking like an angel.”

crowley “looks up, and talks to god, in the classical fashion.” see i really want a script book for s2 because i want to see aziraphale's expressions of faith plucked out a little bit more

crowley in the cinema: “he’s waiting for the end of the world. out of time. out of hope.”

the fact that crowley saw aziraphale walking down the street and left dagon on read is priceless

aziraphale looks hurt after crowley says he won’t even think about him

the music for the gavotte scene was recommended to be “i am a courtier grave and serious” from gilbert and sullivan’s the gondoliers which is PERFECT

“aziraphale is heading down the street, looking harried and as if he is carrying the weight of the world on his shoulders. which he is.”

sandalphon says “you know how we treat traitors in wartime?” to aziraphale and there was meant to be blood on aziraphale’s lips after sandalphon punches him. death to sandalphon

“why would you do this? we’re the good guys.”

aziraphale (resolutely not swearing): you. you B…AD angels.

“seducing women to do your evil will!” “i think perhaps you’ve got the wrong shop.” still the campiest line delivery i've ever seen

we don't need to speculate about crowley being in tears in the burning bookshop because according to the script he is canonically right on the verge of it

“right. i’m done. i’ve had it. i don’t care about any bloody angels or humans or anyone. i hate you all. somebody killed my best friend, and i don’t even care who did it. bastards, all of you.” 😭

when aziraphale is discorporated, his heavenly appearance is all his normal clothes but gleaming white

aziraphale: i have no intention of fighting in any war. “all angels on the floor turn and look at the angel who has said the unsayable.”

aziraphale can’t actually see crowley in the bar scene…he has no idea how wrecked his best friend is

aziraphale doesn’t take sugar with his tea. bastard

aziraphale crosses his fingers under the table when answering shadwell’s nipple question

aziraphale is wearing madame tracy’s pink motorbike helmet in the mirror of her scooter

they describe crowley’s suit in the burning bentley as “interestingly ripped”...........we were robbed of a crowley boob window moment and i'll never forget

aziraphale introduces crowley to madame tracy as “he’s…well, we’re sort of business associates.” you know, like a liar

aziraphale was fully about to murder adam. i don’t think i can stress this enough

aziraphale pokes himself to make sure he’s solid once he’s separated from madame tracy

aziraphale isn’t threatening crowley with the sword, “just making his point that he can do dangerous out-of-character things if he needs to.”

crowley: what if the almighty planned it this way all along? from the very beginning aziraphale: takes a drink from the bottle of wine

aziraphale looks like he’s going to cry when crowley reminds him that the bookshop burnt down 😭

aziraphale-as-crowley looks depressed 😭 he still thinks his bookshop is gone

the angels kidnapping crowley-as-aziraphale zip-tied his hands those dickheads

aziraphale-as-crowley: my friend! they’re kidnapping my friend!

the hit hastur gives aziraphale-as-crowley would have killed a human 0/10 wahoos

“the van with [crowley-as-]aziraphale in it drives away, and [aziraphale-as-]crowley tries to crawl after it.” HEY NEIL I JUST WANT TO TALK

crowley-as-aziraphale says “what fun. i love a barbecue.”

i am literally ENRAGED that sandalphon was like “hell yeah you can hit aziraphale” to the minor demon who brought the hellfire i WILL throw hands

uriel calls it a barbecue too those fuckers

in the script uriel and sandalphon have their flaming swords drawn, so it wasn't going to be as insidious as expecting aziraphale to walk into the flame of his own volition. but they didn’t end up including it in the show, so it is that insidious after all

aziraphale-as-crowley keeping his socks on for the bath was such a choice

“he doesn’t actually have a newspaper and a cigar, but damn, he’s enjoying himself in his bath”

i've seen so little talk about how absolutely ice cold aziraphale is in the bath scene with the whole “so you’re probably thinking, ‘if he can do this, i wonder what else he can do’? and very, very soon, you’re all going to get the chance to find out.” BECAUSE THAT SHIT IS TERRIFYING

aziraphale-as-crowley: michael. duude.

crowley and aziraphale both get out of their own elevators and meet up to walk out together which is poetic cinema

PIGBOG AND THE OTHER MOTORCYCLE IDIOTS THAT HUNG OUT WITH DEATH WERE GOING TO BE INCLUDED i miss them

#suffice it to say i've been on a deep dive #part of the reason i love the book so much is just all the little details that a tv show just can't spare the time for #and the script has so many lovely little tidbits that make me rewatch episodes hunting for a scrap of their existence #like i was Looking for that shortbread man i remember that vividly #i'll probably look again later too #ugh ugh ugh what a time to be alive was season 1 #and if there's a script book for s2 you bet your ass i'll be deep diving again #good omens #oxly hollers

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So Long As You're Safe & Protected | Black Noir x gn!reader

Hi, i love your writing!! Can I request some angsty gn reader x black noir with "is that all I am to you?" and "would you fucking listen to me for once?" pretty please??

summary: Black Noir knows that there's only one way he can ensure that you're safe and protected when Homelander threatens your life and Ashley backs him up on it.

tws: mentions of violence, swearing

Ashley had said time and time again that you weren't allowed to be seen with Black Noir in public, and for the most part, you were okay with that; more than okay, actually, as it meant that you didn't need to put up with that cunt Homelander. God, he deserved to fucking die. The way he abused A Train made your blood boil, and the way he abused Noir made you grind your teeth so hard that you thought you would snap your jaw bone in half. You hated him, and when Noir revealed to you that Homelander was none other than the son of Soldier Boy - a racist, homophobic misogynistic pig - you couldn't say that you were surprised; the cunt apple didn't fall far from the fucking cunt tree. You were just fine with not being Noir's date to public events like film premieres and galas and meetings and charity balls, more than content to stay at home and wait for him; but then you heard about certain rumours that you just couldn't put from your mind.

You knew they were more than likely false, just gossip put out by journalists hired by pricks who wanted to cause shit just to sell papers, but you couldn't help it; the pictures that came with the rumours were too much. Black Noir was in love with someone else and he looked... you couldn't see it behind his mask, but he only ever put his hand with his pinky and index fingers, the only ones held up when he was happy; you started to think maybe they were true. Maybe he was in love with someone else. Maybe he was, at any moment, going to up and leave you without so much as a goodbye sticky note.

As days went by, the rumours became more and more realistic, and you snapped when Noir walked into your flat as if nothing was going on.

"You fucking asshole!" You couldn't even bring yourself to raise your voice. "I can't believe you'd fucking do this to me!"

Noir cocked his head to the side, daring to sign: "what?"

"It's all over the papers," your voice cracked a little as you spoke, "you've fallen in love with somebody else. Haven't you?"

Noir didn't react.

"Little more than a fucking place to run to," you scoffed. "Is that all I am to you? Do I matter that little?"

He didn't react, he only sat at the edge of the bed and twiddled his thumbs; he couldn't tell you.

"Noir!" You snapped. "Noir, would you fucking listen to me for once? Please?"

He shook his head, grabbing his overnight bag from under the bed and pulling it out and onto his lap, daring to sign, "do you want me to leave?"

You shrugged. "I don't fucking know. I'd like the truth, ideally."

But he couldn't tell you the truth, even though he wanted to; Ashley had roped him into his PR stunt of a romance with some actor - or maybe they were a singer, or maybe they were a model, he couldn't be sure - after Homelander had found out about you. Being the cunt he was, Homelander told Noir that unless he started this PR relationship, he would find you, and he would kill you. He would fucking laser your eyes out of your skull and make Noir watch when he did. Noir couldn't, and wouldn't, risk such a thing happening to you. He couldn't tell you the truth. He could only hurt you in hopes that it would save you.

"I'm sorry," Noir signed. "I'd tell you if I could."

"The fuck do you mean if you could?" You asked with a scoff and a budding sob.

"Homelander." He hung his head for a moment and let out a quiet sob. "I'm so sorry, (y/n). Please. I love you, but… I have to go."

You couldn't even bring yourself to watch him pack his shit, escaping to the living room and lying down on the sofa with your back turned so all you had to look at was the back cushions; you didn't want to hear it, you didn't want to see it, you couldn't bring yourself to do anything except quietly sob.

In the bedroom, Noir hadn't stopped crying as he packed his bags, the vision behind his mask blurred as he cried softly, quietly; he didn't want to hurt you, he really didn't, and if there was some way he could have stopped you from being hurt, he would have done it. But Ashley never liked you, she had despised you, so of course she sided with Homelander when he made up some bullshit about Noir needing a significant other who was marketable, who would bring his approval points up; and of course, he wouldn't risk you getting hurt. Homelander had fucking roared in his face, spat and cursed at him; he would laser you, he would break your bones, he would fucking kill you in the slowest and most sickly and awful ways he could think of… and he would force Noir to watch every single second of it. Every single second of torture, Homelander would force Noir to watch it; Noir couldn't put you through that, he would not and could not risk such harm coming to you. He loved you, all he ever wanted was to protect you from Homelander. All he needed was to know that you were safe.

But now the safest thing to do, the best thing Noir could do to protect you, was to hurt you; was to break your heart like dropping a glass.

You would think he was an asshole, you would despise him and loathe him… but you would be safe. You would be safe, you would be protected. Homelander wouldn't touch you, as long as Noir left. As long as Noir left you and he broke your heart, you would be safe and you would be protected; he could live with that, he would sleep soundly at night knowing that. Even if he was next to some unattractive false celebrity he had no interest in.

if you liked this fic, REBLOG IT - you SHOULD reblog it; spam likers WILL be blocked. as will blogs that refuse to reblog or to give feedback. if you don't wanna reblog, then you'll get blocked; reblogging is the BARE MINIMUM. don't just "like", REBLOG

#mlem writes #black noir x y/n #black noir one shot #black noir x reader #black noir imagine #black noir #the boys imagine #the boys fanfic #the boys

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Prompt list:

Cute prompts that came to my mind but I could never write for them. I would love to see better writers use them tho, so please go for it and tag me if you do. ♥️

1. "Right now I don't know if I want to kiss you or shove you off the bridge."

"Can I pick?"

2. "What's the worst thing love can do?"

"Love can make you stop believing in love."

3. "Buy me cute underwear and I will let you see me wearing it."

"If I buy you nothing, can I see you wearing that?"

4. "I'm sorry, what were you saying? I keep getting lost in your eyes."

5. "Don't yell at me in languages I don't understand!"

6. "When I said 'whatever helps you sleep at night' I didn't mean this."

7. "They don't love me. They are not that stupid."

8. "Love at first sight doesn't exist."

"Then how else do I describe how I felt when I first saw you?"

"Y-you love me?"

"Apparently not, according to you."

9. "I just ended a four year relationship."

"I'm sorry..."

"It's okay, it wasn't my relationship."

10. "Your heart is as cold as my dorm room, and I can't feel my toes in that room, so it's bloody cold."

11. "I already know I'm going to hell. At this point it's really go big or go home."

12. "You are being all sweet and cute, it's making me wanna kiss you."

13. "Oh my, what have I done to deserve such a beautiful smile?"

14. "I love you. You enormously stubborn pain in the ass."

15. "I don't have enough middle finger to let you know how I feel."

16. "I heard that!"

"You were supposed to!"

17. "You fainted... straight into my arms. You know, if you wanted my attention you didn't have to go to such extremes."

18. "I don't sleep. My mind has the scary capability of being dark and demented."

"You're afraid of your dreams?"

"Yes"

19. "Careful."

"What?"

"Your smile. You look like you're about to fall in love."

20. "If you bite your lip one more time, I'm gonna do it for you."

21. "I am fully convinced that you never graduated kindergarten."

22. "I didn't do it."

"Then why are you laughing?"

"Cause whoever did it is a freaking genius."

23. "If I tell you I... You know... Care about you... Would you laugh at me?"

24. "What? No! I wasn't staring... I-I was looking at something behind you."

25. "Why should we date?"

"Because we are attracted to each other."

"I'm attracted to pie, but I do not feel the need to date a pie."

26. "There's a fine line between cuddling and holding somebody down so they can't get away."

27. "I can't get over how a few months ago I wanted to learn your name and now your having breakfast with me in my hoodie."

28. "Quit smiling at me. I can't stop messing up my sentences when you look at me like that."

29. "This is going to sound controversial but I think that went well."

30. "I'm gonna kill him."

"Sit down. You are not murdering anyone on my watch."

"Then look away."

31. "It's okay. Everything will be alright. Don't blame yourself."

"I'm not. I'm blaming you!"

32. "Fix it, please."

"Fix what?"

"Me"

33. "Nah"

"Don't 'nah' me!"

34. "You gotta stop doing that."

"What?"

"Saying things that make me wanna kiss you."

35. "What an idiot"

...

"Oh hey, that's my idiot!"

36. "You don't scare me."

"Then why's your heart beating so fast?"

"Cause you're kinda cute."

37. "I have a plan."

"Is it a good plan?"

"I have a plan."

38. "Now... Let me teach you how to lose."

"Yeah, I imagine you're an expert at it. You had a lot of practice."

39. "Did you just fall?"

"No, I attacked the floor."

"Backwards?"

"I'm freaking talented!"

40. "Why are you avoiding me?"

"Because... Because I think I'm falling in love with you, okay? That's why."

41. "If you wanted a sign you should have said. I would have punched you in the face."

42. "No, I don't like them. They are loud and obnoxious and I think that thing they do with their hands when they're nervous is dumb."

43. "Do you not see it?"

"See what?"

"The difference between her and you. He looks at her like she's the prettiest girl in the world. But you... He looks at you like you are his whole world."

44. "I'm not jealous! It's just... you are mine."

45. "A broken heart is small price to pay, when you're not the one paying it."

46. "Why don't we take a nap? We can be nap buddies."

47. "Why am I on the ground?"

48. "Are you... Is this flirting or are you starting a fight?"

49. "How drunk were you last night?"

"Well, I still have my pants on, so not that drunk."

"Those aren't your pants."

50. "I'm with him. For better or for worse."

"It'll probably be for worse."

"I knew that the day I met him."

51. "I'd be more than happy to show you a good time if you are looking for one."

52. "Show me your scars."

"Why?"

"I want to see how many times I wasn't there when you needed me."

53. "Well, fuck me."

"Already did."

54. "Get in"

"No"

"Get in"

"No"

"Now"

"Make m..."

"Trust me, love. That's a sentence you don't want to finish."

55. "... You didn't."

"Oh, I did... I did so very much."

56. "I didn't fall for you, you fucking tripped me."

57. "I will destroy you and everything you care for."

"You do realise that includes you, right?"

"I'm counting on it."

58. "I remember kissing you... WHY DO I REMEMBER KISSING YOU?"

59. "Am I your lockscreen?"

"You weren't supposed to see that."

60. "Can you stop playing connect the dots with my freckles?"

61. "Not to toot my own horn or anything, but the dog loves me more."

62. "Permission to lean in?"

"Permission granted."

63. "I'm not a delicate flower. Kiss me like you mean it."

64. "Is there a reason you waited until she walked in to kiss me?"

65. "You talked in your sleep... Do you really love me?"

66. "I mean, I'd make out with them but like... platonically, you know?"

"You can't make out with someone platonically."

"Of course you can! We've done it like severeal times already."

67. "Can I buy you a drink?"

"Go ahed but only if you buy one for my boyfriend too."

68. "I hate you!"

"Why? I'm lovely."

69. "Did you just tell the person I was gonna go out with that we're dating?"

70. "He excelled! How the heck did you do it?"

"I promised him a date if he passed."

#dialogue prompt #fanfiction prompts #kpop imagines #prompt list #kpop drabbles #writer challenge

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onceuponaoneshotfanfic · 9 months

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Oh my goodness! I feel so honored! Thank you for all the love and kindness!

To celebrate, send me a character and a quote from the list below, and I'll write a little blurb to go with it! Obviously I love writing for Roy Kent, but check out my Masterlist if you want to see anyone else I enjoy writing for (or you can suggest someone! No guarantees but hey, maybe I'll find someone new to write for!).

**EVENT CLOSED**

(Quote sources are linked)

“Okay, maybe I have a crush on you! So what?”

“You haven’t changed at all.”

“I can’t believe you remembered.”

“You used to have feelings for me. Admit it.”

“I don’t want them. I want you.”

"You're so cool, it makes me hate you so much."

"I don't wanna look at anything else now that I saw you."

"Maybe I don't quite know what to say, but I'm here in your doorway."

"No, you idiot. I love you."

"I can't not love you. It's just not in me... crap, did I say that out loud?"

"I'm so scared that you'll never want to hold my hand again... and your hand is the only hand I want to hold."

"What makes you think I want to kiss you?"

“ just come over. “

“ i wouldn’t have called you if it wasn’t important. “

“ truth is that i’m so damn in love with you that i don’t know what to do with myself. “

“ may i have this dance? “

“ so… is this like, a thing now? “

“ do you think we should move in together? you spend all your time here anyway. “

❛ i can’t get enough of you. ❜

❛ i’m not jealous. ❜

❛ i won’t bite. unless you’re into that sort of thing. ❜

❛ what are you looking at? ❜

❛ are you wearing my shirt? ❜

❛ don’t mind me. just enjoying the view. ❜

"Are you joking?" "If I were you would be laughing."

“I could kiss you right now!” "You're very welcome to it."

“Why are you blinking like that with your eyes? Is everything ok?” “That was supposed to be a wink!”

“I like your costume, you look very cute.” “Are you making fun of me?”

“Aww, you’re blushing. I like that look on you.”

“Annoying you is what I’m best at.”

“You’re very lucky I love you.”

“Are you trying to flirt with me?” “Yes. Is it working?”

"You think I would be here if I didn't love you?"

"You have no idea just how much you mean to me."

"Goddamnit, I love you! Alright? Happy now? You figured out the big secret."

"You did this to me! You made me fall fucking head over heels for you."

"You're my bestfriend! We shouldn't- I shouldn't be feeling like this. Fuck."

i'm in my bed, you're in your bed. one of us is in the wrong place.

i fall for your smile every single time.

i don't want comfortable. i want passion.

“you know my mum likes you more than me, her own child” “can’t really blame her”

“my sister thinks that we’re dating”

I never had anyone to call my own.

What am I supposed to say when someone asks me if I still miss you?

"you’ve given me so many memories, i'd hate it if you become one"

"Does that mean we can finally kiss now?"

“you’re going on a date?” “well yeah..it’s not like we’re exclusive or anything right?” “yeah..yes ofc not” “yeah”

“we were never just friends, we aren’t just friends, and we will never be just friends”

“i always had a thing for you”

“could you..do that again?”

“how drunk were we?”

“you have NO IDEA how long i’ve wanted to do that” “you have no idea how long i’ve wanted you to do that”

"if we loved again, i swear i'd love you right."

"i wonder why we bother with love if it never lasts."

"cause i see sparks fly whenever you smile."

everything will be alright if you keep me next to you

i've been loving you for quite some time

i don't want to dance if i'm not dancing with you

they don’t know how much i miss you

“I’ve got a bit of a past.” “I don’t care.”

“See him? He’s mine. You know what that means? Back the hell up.”

“please don’t be in love with someone else. please don’t have somebody waiting on you”

“I can’t even listen to my favourite song without thinking about you!”

“He’s so perfect… and he doesn’t even know it.”

‘ we were something, don’t you think so ? ’

‘ if my wishes came true, it would have been you. ’

‘ i don’t quite know what to say, but i’m here in your doorway. ’

‘ i don’t know anything, but i know i miss you. "

#are you kidding me??#thank you so much #🥳🥳🥳#celebration #prompt list #still spending too much time on canva #900 followers celebration

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bittybeanie · 1 year

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Hello! Would it be okay if I request headcanons where security guard dimple and reigen fight over coworker reader's attention? Thanks in advance in case you ever write it

hello hello! I always picture dimple and reigen as like.. an old married couple™ even if they aren't exactly dating and this concept plays right into the bickering aspect in my mind so I absolutely loved this idea- hope you enjoy!

dimple starts off at a slight disadvantage because while you’ve heard other people talk about him you haven’t actually gotten to see/hear him for yourself to get used to how... brash... he can be. so when this random (admittedly very attractive) dude wanders into the office and starts trash talking reigen and his lack of clients and nobody else seems bothered you’re just like… who the fuck are you? it's not until somebody finally addresses him by name that you realize reigen isn't sassing a random ass client

dimple is also kinda banking on the fact that you don't know who he is though because it means he can start with a Fresh Slate and make a Good Impression. not that he's doing that by shouldering reigen out of the way or standing between the two of you every chance he gets, but y'know. it's… endearing? in its own sort of way? you could get used to it, at the very least.

reigen is mentally distracting whereas dimple is physically distracting. dimple will lean on your shoulder or over you or have a hand across your back basically the whole time because he’s got a body and he’s gonna use it, damn it. but if he stays like that for too long, reigen will pull you away by asking you to help with something or grab something from the other room or basically anything that will move you away from dimple without you realizing specifically that’s what’s happening

despite their best efforts, because they’re both just trying to counter each other rather than focusing on you, they end up balancing each other out so that you give them equal amounts of attention. dimple probably realizes this the fastest and changes tactics to be on your desk or otherwise in your space rather than touching you directly. basically the "I'm not touching you" vibe but smugly directed at reigen.

their facial expressions change so fast when they think you can't see them, especially reigen. he's really slathering on the charm with you but the second you turn your head he's glaring dimple to within an inch of his life. dimple usually just sticks out his tongue.

I can't decide if it would be funnier if you knew and were kinda in on the joke goading them on or if you were totally oblivious and all their efforts were basically going to waste. or maybe a happy medium of like- you realize something is going on but you're not gonna question it because you're just enjoying the attention.

eventually reigen realizes he has to up his game by also getting physically closer to you, but that's when it all starts to fall apart. either you finally realize what's going on or it just becomes too much to handle but you get VERY flustered and kinda pull back in panic and run off into another room to pretend to work on something else

you can immediately hear them arguing over whose fault it was and somehow the fact that they're right back to normal calms your nerves over the whole thing. when you finally come back out, reigen apologizes immediately for "not conducting himself properly in the office setting” and ekubo continues to insist that it's reigens fault but it doesn't stop him from also apologizing. they give you some space, but they don’t stop glaring at each other when they think you’re not looking.

they never really stop competing but it slowly shifts from trying to sabotage each other to trying to outdo each other, and that’s definitely a change you can live with when it means you constantly have fresh flowers on your desk and you get to share reigen’s home cooked lunches almost every day.

(dimple can’t possess the poor guy every day, so sometimes instead of a flower you’ll find notes that he writes out in advance, which you keep tucked safely in a drawer of your desk. if he catches you reading them while you don’t realize he’s around he takes every possible chance to gloat to reigen and tease you the next time he brings his host.)

#reigen arataka x reader #reigen x reader #ekubo x reader #dimple x reader #sg!ekubo x reader #sg!dimple x reader #my writing #i'm straight up guessing on the dimple tags bc there were no suggestions #apparently not enough people are thirsty for dimple #which is a damn shame he's fine as hell #i would let him *redacted*#n e wayz #i feel like dimple would be ready to Risk It All #and i'm here for that energy

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