#i'm gonna believe that was a tinge of jealousy

[nikossasaki]

is that jealousy on charles' face? 🤡

[chansbabygirlsstuff]

hi hi !! ur writing is so cute!

Request here,

can you write something like best friend's popular brother hyunjin who secretly likes reader (she does as well but thinks she has no chance) and then one day he confesses being all shy and shes like WHAT

anything like this u can decide i love whatever you write !<3

Hey beautiful, thank you for requesting, your lovely comment made my day! ( I was having a difficult day) so with lots of love, I will do this for you!

Song recommendation: Popular by the weekend

Popular

Paring:hyunjin!x!reader!

Warning: fluff

Your POV

Mr. popular passes through the corridors, his scent leaving traces behind him, leaning against my locker my eyes follow him and walk all the way outside, his smile flashing to his friend talking about something only them will know.

"Hello? Are you listening to me?" my best friend catches my attention from him "Mhm? Yeah I am" My eyes draw to her now

"so are you gonna go?" she asked seriously "Where?" I asked confused

"I JUST TOLD YOU" Her frustration lands on me "Sorry I didn't pay attention" I truthfully say "To my house" She sighs "My stupid brother is going to bring Ashley over to the house and you know she annoys my ass like I can't stand watching her being so stupid with my brother like she is all over him and-" I cut her off before she explodes

"Hey, calm down girl it's ok, I will be there for you" I calm her down "Thanks, but you know... it's not because I'm jealous of my brother is just that she is such a pick me and every fucking girl is gushing over him and it's just so annoying" I understand her, I wouldn't like seeing my brother with some other girl in my house about every day

"do you know if they are dating?" my curious heart asks feeling a ting of jealousy "I don't know, I hope not"

We get to class and sit down, I look over at Hyunjin who is sitting in front of me, oh my poor little heart, when will you stop loving him?

4:40 pm

Yeji and I get ready to head to her house, we walk outside the school's door and feel the nice weather hitting our faces "Ain't it lovely Yeji" I smile loving this weather and wishing it would be like this everyday

"the weather is nice" she smiles and closes her sweater, "how about we watch the new movie that just came out 2 weeks ago?" she asks me "What movie?" I ask curiously "Well the tale of the nine-tailed fox" She answered my question "Oh, the one where Lee Dong-wook appears?" she nods as we get excited about thirsting over a 40-year-old man.

We get to her house open the door and leave my stuff in a chair "Let me get the popcorn ready" I say heading to the kitchen "ok girl ima put your stuff in my room and get everything ready" she shouts from the door already hearing her steps as she walks through the stairs

"hey y/n" Hyunjin smiles at me while making something to eat for himself "Hey Hyunjin" my heart drops as I didn't see him at first

It's normal for me to be at their house so he is accustomed to seeing me around here, we have known each other since I was 5 and he was 6, Yeji and I knew each other from kindergarten and we always used to play with her brother in my house or her house, so we become friends a long time ago, but I feel like it all changed since we entered high school since I was 15 we don't talk as much as before, just small talks, no more movie nights or baking time with him like we sorta got uncomfortable with each other, he also became Mr, popular at school so I believe he feels better than us now. Now I'm 17 and he is 18 and yeah we are in the same grade because his dumbass failed chemistry in 10th grade, obviously, he was so busy fucking his ex-girlfriend and doing her work for her than concentrating on himself that he was swept away 1 whole year because of it.

"How are you doing?" he asked me smiling at me and looking back down at his sandwich "I'm doing good and you?" I ask looking the popcorn to put it in the microwave. "I've been good, what are you guys doing today?" he asked me to make another of our famous small talks "We are going to watch a movie and maybe I'm staying over" I smiled and continued doing my work. "nice, lucky you, I have to do a project for history fro next week" "ah yeah the ones about the empires?" I ask "Yeah, I got put in with Ashley" he whispers and rolls his eyes at me showing his annoyance, and I laugh silently "It would've been better if I got chosen to be with you, you are pretty smart and organized, and we known each other for most of our life" he continues to finish his sandwich. "yeah right? I got chosen with Lia, so it was not bad at all, just her brother is a bit creepy" I say making a weird face remembering her brother and how immature he acts.

"oh yeah Daniel is awful" I nodded and put the popcorn in the microwave not forgetting what he said about me my tummy filled with butterflies, but again I reminded myself I couldn't let these feelings get the best of me, he barely talks to me and yeji would be so mad at me if I ever get to date him.

"But if you ever need me to him in his place please tell me and I will do it with pleasure" he smiles grabs his plate and rubs my head while passing by to the living room.

my cheeks got all red by his touch, I placed my hands over them to soothe them down the popcorn finishes and I get out of the kitchen

"oh Hyuinjin you so funny" I hear a girl exaggerating her laugh, ofc she is here, I feel a bit down and go to Yeji's room.

"everything is ready" I get to her bed and put the bowl in the middle of both of us she starts the movie and we are already melting by seeing Dong Wooks face.

something in me doesn't let me concentrate on the movie and a tinge of jealousy gets to me, it should've been me who was with Hyun-jin right now, not Ashley.

7:24pm

"May I join" Someone opens the door and looks at Yeji with pleading eyes "No go fuck yourself" She stretches and lays down in another position, so I move aside and pat the side of my bed to let Hyunjin join us "See she's nice, unlike you?" he says getting on the bed sticking his tongue out at her "no y/n why did you let him in!" she groans while saying it getting annoyed and moving to the side of the bed to give me more space, he lays on his stomach and hugs a small pillow and gets near me, his head touching my arm of how close he is to me.

Butterflies run through my stomach as I try to control my breathing so I do not blush.

15min later

"He's not that even good looking," He remarks making both of our heads look at him "Shut up you dickhead, he is the most handsome guy to ever exist" She throws a pillow at him, but he throws it back, sitting up and getting comfortable back in the sheets, now sitting like I've been doing this whole time, but our arms connect he looks down on me and smiles, I smile back and quickly look back at the movie, now I do feel my cheeks blush

"did you see how hot Lee Yeon's brother is?" yeji asked me "Yes Rang has that type of bad boy vibe right? but he is so gentle on the inside like he is so cute" I say as we comment on the series. But I feel Hyuinjins head on my shoulder hugging my arm trying to get comfortable on the bed, Yeji gives her back to me and I see her sleepy eyes trying to fight the urge to fall asleep, I pat her head gently making sure she gets some rest but I feel Hyun-jin caressing my arm with his thumb up and down. I feel his breath get more relaxed but I tense up feeling nervous about him.

I try to ignore it and continue watching the movie "Yeji look at the puppy" I pout looking at how cute he is "yeji?" I called her again but I heard no response from her "Did she fall asleep already?" he asked me

"mhm, I think she did" I try to shake her but she does not react, hating that she left me alone with her brother again.

"mmh ok, I'm going for something to eat wanna come?" I nod and get out of bed with him turning the TV and lights off for yeji to sleep as we walk out to the kitchen.

"what are you craving?" he asks me "What about some ramyeon?"

"Sure that sounds good" he started to boil the water while I took the packets out

"so... how did the project go? I asked curiously about the 2 of them

"it was... ok I guess, I kinda ended up doing it all by myself and she was very annoying btw," he said a bit disappointed.

"well I'm sorry to hear that," I said relieved to hear that it didn't go well between them, he got next to me to grab the cups of noodles, and our hands brushed each other, our eyes met and our bodies froze

He pecked my lips and stared into my eyes waiting for my reaction, my eyes widened and my mouth gaped looking at him in shock, but I didn't say anything staying in the same position.

"I'm sorry I shouldn't done that without asking you, I-I thought t-that maybe you wanted i-it"he stutters nervously looking everywhere but my eyes.

"W-why did you kiss me?" I asked in shock, his face in fear "I'm sorry y/n I couldn't stop myself I don't know what came over me, I-Ii just really like y-you and-"

"You WHAT?!"

"I like you y/n, I have since we were young" I stare at him in pure shock

"wait so wait what? so you like me? And you tell me until now?"

"what do you mean until now? I was scared you were going to reject me"

"I would never reject you Hyunjin, I've liked you since I was like 8," I said a bit angry that this didn't happen before

"YOU LIKE ME?!?!" he raises his voice in shock and joy

"yeah I do" I get a bit shy saying it out loud

he cups my cheeks and kisses me delicately his lips feeling soft, tasting him on my lips is kind of my new obsession.

when we separate ourselves in our eyes we see our future we just started.

and that is how I started to date Mr popular.

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Okay, so, I'm gonna try to pop out some requests that I've been far too busy to actually write, and I hope I get all of them!

If you sent me a request and after I post a bunch of these (Don't worry I'll make a seperate post when I believe I've gotten all of them) and you don't see yours PLEASE let me know and I will make sure I write it up for you, It's hard to keep track of things sometimes!

So, with that being said over the next few days I should be putting out quite a few of these!

ANYWAY- This was requested by @untitled53171

But, I'm also going to @mrsarthurmorgan7 because you've been wanting more Chubby Arthur and this is more chubby Arthur!

No worries I'll always write for chubby Arthur, he is after all my favorite chubby guy.

So, let's get on with the show!

(My photo below, feel free to use if you'd like! Just make sure I'm credited!)

WARNINGS: Fluff, Arthur being jealous and chubby, Maybe curse words, Chubby reader

Tags: @kieropal @cantchoosejust1 @photo1030 @pcotarelo @6kaja9

Arthur couldn't help but get angry as he watched you in the Saloon.

The two of you were here to celebrate a job done well, yet here he was being sour, watching with a frown on his face, as you interacted with patrons throughout the bar, and with some of the gang members who'd come with the two of you.

He felt a tinge of hot lightning strike through his body every time you pushed past someone and gently placed your hands on their chests to pass around them.

Each time you laughed at someone's joke and it wasn't his he seemed to see red.

The two of you weren't technically an item, no, but everyone in camp could see just how much he liked you, everyone, it seemed like you were the only one who couldn't.

Or, maybe you could and you liked to torture him.

Arthur quelled a growl that seemed to crawl up his throat and gripped the beer bottle that he'd sat down on his table.

If he wasn't careful he'd break it, he knew that, but he had to grab something, anything to try and focus his frustration to something else.

Was this....

He couldn't be, not him....

He wasn't....Jealous, was he?

Quietly he let out a breath and looked down at himself.

He felt like he'd let himself go over the past year or so, he'd gained weight, his stomach hung over his belt, he'd gotten a double chin that he couldn't bare to look at so he kept his beard just slightly long enough to cover it.

His arms were huge, he knew that, and he also knew a lot of it was muscle but at the same time he couldn't help but look at the fat that hung off of them.

His thighs and legs were massive, he'd had to go up two pants sizes and change his belt out for a bigger one.

No wonder you weren't paying attention to him.

He was nothing but a fat piece of shit, a murderer and an outlaw who wasn't attractive and wasn't fit.

Maybe if he'd lost a couple of pounds, you'd be more inclined to look his way.

He huffed and clenched the bottle again before bringing it to his lips and taking a sip.

Maybe he could drink the jealousy away, though if he got drunk nothing good would come of that.

He watched as you walked up to Bill who leaned against the bar, he couldn't help but watch your figure, the way your stomach pudged out further than the rest of you, it always looked so soft, so squeezable, he found his eyes wondering down towards your thighs, the way they curved outwards, and he always felt as though he wanted to pull you close with his hands rested against them.

Every part of you made you seem irresistible to him. You had a rounder face, with chubby little cheeks, and the extra weight you had wasn't gross like the extra weight he had.

On you it looked natural and right, it added an approachability to you that he loved so dearly, it made you so attractive to him, and he loved every inch of you, every inch.

There was no way that you'd be with him, he'll he was bigger than Bill, and you were talking to him, so why on earth would you talk to Arthur instead?

His jaw clenched and he looked at the table, looking at the scratches that had been carved into the wood.

Some initials left by previous patrons, some knife marks left by someone playing five finger fillet.

Still not enough to distract him, that's for sure.

He looked up, only to be taken aback as you stood right in front of him.

He nearly fell off his chair, his feet hitting the ground from where they'd been propped against the table.

"Jesus Y/N, why don't you announce yourself next time?"

"Well, maybe you should pay attention next time." You chuckle and take a seat across from him, watching his eyebrows furrow, and his eyes darken as he watches you sit.

"What the hell you want?"

"What's with the attitude Arthur, I'm here to celebrate with you! We did it! The score was a good one, we got a decent take from it, everyone else is drinking and dancing, so why aren't you? You're usually the life of the party when alcohol is involved." You place a hand against the table leaning towards him.

"I ain't got nothin' to celebrate." He mutters under his breath. "It was a job, it was done, we got the money. That's it."

"We always celebrate a job done well, we did it a few weeks ago, and you were nothing but smiles then, so what changed?"

He clenched his jaw and then took another swig from the bottle that had become nearly glued to his hand with how hard he was clenching it.

"Nothin' changed."

"Arthur, you can't lie to me, it's plain on your face just how angry you are."

"I ain't...angry." He huffs and looks down, swallowing quietly.

"Okay, then what's that look on your face for?" You grin and flick his nose, watching as he tracks your finger and flinches slightly at your flick.

"I..." He swallows for a moment and looks away. "I don't like how you're touchin' everyone."

"What?"

"Movin' past 'em, and...puttin'...your hands on their chests, I...I don't like it, and talkin' to Bill, laughin' at everyone's jokes....it....it ain't me." He manages to choke out what he's thinking.

You're stunned shocked for a moment and then you hear yourself start snorting, and before you know it you're unable to stop yourself from laughing.

Arthur looks at you with a stern look, yet his cheeks are turning crimson, and you try your best to stop laughing for his expense, but it takes a while for you to properly stop them.

You swallow, trying to push the chortles back down your throat, and look him in the eyes.

"Are you....Jealous, of these guys Arthur?"

He takes a deep breath and looks down before nodding quietly.

You're torn for a moment between laughing and comforting him, and in the end you decide on the latter, placing your hand gently against his shoulder.

He looks at you, and he's not near crying, but there's a look in his eyes that certainly breaks your heart.

"I jus'....I wish...I wish you'd look at me that way...I..." He looks around, hoping that no one was near enough to hear the next words that came out of his mouth. "I want...I want you to hold me that way, put your hands on me like that....I...I know, that's stupid...for me to feel-"

"Arthur, you have nothing to be jealous about."

You cut him off and then stand, moving your seat closer to him, facing it towards him.

Quietly you bring your hand over his and hold it there, feeling the warmth of his hand against yours.

"You have nothing to be jealous of, at all. You realize that I'm sweet on you, don't you?"

He looks up at you with a sharp jerk of his neck, his eyes widening as the words fall out of your mouth.

"I've been sweet on you for god knows how long." You sigh. "I just couldn't convince myself to tell you, I couldn't see you feeling the same, but...you being jealous...I mean...you must be sweet on me too, right?"

"I am...Have been, for a while, like you."

You nod and quietly look around before looking him in the eye.

"You have NOTHING to be jealous of, nothing, I was just pushing around them, talking, the only person I want to be close to is you, only you."

"I...Y/N, I don't know what to say...I suppose I was bein' foolish."

"Why don't you just talk to me about it next time cowboy?"

He nods quietly, and his face stays crimson, embarrassed at his behavior.

Gently you cup his face and pull him close, placing your lips against his gently, feeling a warmth spread through you as the two of you smile against each others lips.

That jealousy is quick to melt away.

[stinkysam]

Eddie Munson - Man crush

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : Eddie is happy to hear you'll live in Hawkins and can't wait for you to meet his friends.

Reader : male (he/you)

Part ONE (Summer of 85)

Your arrival in Hawkins had been better than you thought.

On the first day, you got to reconnect with a friend you made during a summer camp, Eddie. He was crouched in front of a bag of chips while you held a bag of food for your parents.

Just as expressive as you remembered, Eddie was absolutely excited to help you sort your things out of the truck. He judged everything that was going in your room.

"Oingo boingo ?"

"Yes," you say, giving him another heavy cardboard box of your stuff "don't drop it."

"Yeah yeah."

The next day, Eddie was ringing your phone at the first hour in the morning (10am), claiming you absolutely had to meet his friends.

Friends who looked you up and down for a good minute in silence, taking you in first, unable to believe you were really… you.

"Are you really [name] ? You swear Eddie didn't pay you ?" Gareth asked.

"Yeah," continued Lucas. "How do you expect us to believe… this ?"

"Let me recapitulate, the guy you befriended at summer camp and didn't have contact with for a year decided to move, from all the cities in the United States of America, in Hawkins. Without even knowing you lived here too." Mike finally said, Grant and Jeff nodding along.

This time it was Dustin's turn to say something.

"This is worse than pure dumb luck. Or than fate itself, Eddie"

"I mean, I have my ID on me if you want…" you shrugged, scratching your head. You suppressed a smile when two of them held their hand up to you, waiting for your ID card.

"Jesus christ, he's not gonna show you his ID" protested Eddie.

"No no, I can, I can. I have to prove I'm the great [Name], don't I ?"

And so you took your ID card out, ignoring Eddie’s protest, showing it to everyone for good mesure.

"Mh. Okay" said Dustin, passing it to Lucas who inspected it thoroughly. You wondered if he knew how to recognize fake cards from real ones or if it was just for the show. Probably the latter.

"Stop that ! Why would I lie and bring a complete stranger here, mh ?"

Eddie slapped the card out of Lucas's hand to give it back to you, annoyance clear on his face.

-

Months had passed since that day, and you grew even closer to Eddie, practically being attached to the hip and earning the nickname of being his man-crush. He liked to explain it by saying it was to catch up all the missed time. There was no such thing as man-crush. Pfft !

You also got to meet his uncle Wayne and became good friends with him despite the age difference. He told you the story behind all the mugs that were hung on the walls, plus those that got accidentally broken when Eddie slammed the door a little too strongly during his teenage years.

You've learned that he also knows how to play guitar although he is not as skilled as his nephew and you got to hear them both play together —though you never imagined it would be country music—.

Eddie made you promise to not tell a soul.

-

This fucking “man-crush” thing kept following him. He hated it. It was awful because it was true.

Yet, very often he would feel relief wash over him when he remembers you're there. Your voice is clear in his head, not fading. This is a nice feeling. He cannot forget you. But he doesn’t talk about the butterflies he feels in his guts when you wrap an arm around his waist or sometimes just by saying his name. Or the ting of jealousy when you hang with his friends rather than with him.

Eddie had a plain old crush on you.

When you parted, at the end of the summer camp, Eddie had not realized his feelings yet, innocently thinking he just didn’t want to lose a friend. It all made sense somehow when you arrived in Hawkins. Oh yeah, he wanna kiss that friend so bad.

Oh to kiss you like it was your first time.

Oh to kiss you like it was nothing.

Oh to kiss you like his life depended on it.

So many types of kisses to think about. So many ways to plague his mind and you found them all. But he was not the only one with a plagued mind.

It was obvious to the connoisseur eye. The one that knows a special kind of yearning. Robin could not be more sure of her friend's feelings. Each time Eddie came back with you, Robin couldn't help but to stare at the two of you with a smile. It was cute at first, seeing the metalhead acting flustered and oh so excited to spend time with that new guy. Rushing to Family Video to try and subtily ask something [Name] would like, things only gays would take interest in. Steve did not read between the lines and just searched for what was asked while Robin instantly knew.

Eddie wanted what 53:05 in 'Fast Times at Ridgemont High' is for her lesbian self and she made her mission to deliver just that plus a not so subtle wink to let him know she knew. Oh, his reaction was priceless. He blinked several times, taking a micro step back as if he just had been insulted, forgetting what he was saying mid sentence. An awkward smile appeared on his face as he feigned confusion.

"Why the wink, Buckley ?"

"What. That's just how I blink. Munson" she says, mimicking his tone.

"Do you want the tape or not ?" Steve asked, already bothered by their discussion.

-

She figured the movies worked.

One day, you came in with Eddie, she almost didn't notice you holding his hand with how fast you went to the back of the store, briefly greeting her and Steve. She could hear the two of you talk quietly, barely above a whisper. She turned around to see what aisle you were in but you had both ducked your head down to hide. Looking at the computer's screen she saw the two of you kissing.

You were crouched, hands holding Eddie's face as you pecked his lips, he was crouched too, hands by the tapes. He let out a small chuckle before kissing you back, his lips lingering on your-

"There's a camera there too !" Robin yelled from her seat, "But congratulations, though !"

Oh it definitely did work.

[frospino]

I was wondering if you can write a sort of continuation to The Answer? (Im sorry I really loved it.) Continuation in the sense reader knew Marius liked Rosa, but can be totally unconnected. The reader finding out Marius used to give Rosa lots of gifts (the ephyllium, amethyst, portrait, etc.) and Marius was worried that reader is gonna get jealous. She initially felt a twinge of jealousy then realized it’s Marius she fell in love with – him, his smile, dorkiness, etc. All of him, not his money. A bit angst to fluff, if you will. If this is too much plz feel free to ignore!

A Story in Pictures

(can be read as a continuation of The Answer or as a stand-alone!)

Pairing: Marius von Hagen (Lu Jinghe) x Reader

Genre: Slight angst in the beginning, lots of fluffy fluff

Warnings: swearing

Word count: 1.196

A/N: I'm sorry this took me so long!! I've been writing small pieces during project breaks whenever I could. I hope this is what you wanted. The fluffiness might have run away with me at the end. I just want Marius to hold me and tell me he loves me <3

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You know that Marius was once in love with her. Of course you do. You saw him try to impress her, time and time again, only to be crushed by her reaction. You held him when he had a breakdown in a club. You talked to him about it multiple times – what he saw in her, why he lost himself so much around her, what you could do in your relationship to give him more confidence.

Still, seeing the portrait he painted of her in one of the piles in his studio feels different. He has handed you a key, said you can visit whenever you like. It felt, still feels, as much as a promise of forever as a ring.

You wonder why he has kept this painting. You study the pencil lines, her expression, the light reflected in her eyes. Marius’s talent is remarkable, of course. But more than that, what really stands out is the love the painter has poured onto the paper.

The other paintings in the stack seem somewhat disconnected from this one. A flower; or rather, a sparkling blossom in a serene forest. A toy dog in an arcade, droplets of colour mixed into an otherwise grey and white background. A bird view of what must be Stellis City. Something tells you these paintings must tell a story when put together, but you don’t understand it.

“They’re gifts I gave her. Dates we had.” For someone so tall and lanky as himself, Marius sure knows how to be sneaky. You jump at his voice, having believed yourself to be alone until now.

“You sure showered her with gifts, huh?” you ask, the question rhetorical in nature. You try to keep your tone light, but a tinge of bitterness creeps in anyway. You turn around and see your boyfriend, one hand behind his head, ears bright red – in embarrassment?

“I just… I never felt as if I was enough for her. I thought if only I bought her enough gifts—”

You wave a hand, dismissing what he just said. You’ve heard this before. You know the story. Still, you can’t stop the sudden heat of jealousy in your stomach. Why has he kept these paintings?

Marius sighs and his shoulders drop ever so slightly. “You weren’t supposed to find them.”

Anger flares up then, hot and violent. The room, Marius, your emotions – everything feels as if it had been dipped into crimson paint. “What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Marius flinches in response, and you realise your voice sounds as sharp as a knife. Good. He has some explaining to do, and you want him to feel just how angry his words have made you.

“Okay, now that I think about it, I realise that sounded bad. And doesn't come close to the truth.” Marius looks at you with his huge, violet eyes, and you once again curse his genes. It’s so hard to stay angry with him, even when he deserves it.

Probably sensing the shift in your demeanour, Marius takes a tentative step towards you. Then another. He keeps walking until he’s close enough to touch you, and you can feel your body leaning towards him on instinct. It’s almost as if your bodies are opposite magnetic poles. His pull is too strong to resist.

Marius feels… safe. He would never hurt you on purpose.

All tension leaves your body as you practically fall against him. His arms wrap around you, pulling you even closer, leaving no space for the doubts that had pierced your mind just seconds before.

“I’m sorry,” Marius whispers against your hair. “What I meant to say was…” He is quiet for a moment. He plays with your hair, twirls it around one finger, and you can tell just how nervous he is. “I’ve kept these as a reminder. I’ve told myself I wouldn’t hide behind expensive gifts and fancy dates. I want you to like me.”

“But you give me expensive gifts all the time,” you mumble against his shirt. You can feel the rumble of his laugh in your chest. “That’s different. They’re… an extension of who I am, rather than a front. Like… I know you see me. I know you like being with me. You still deserve everything money can buy. These things aren’t mutually exclusive.”

You detangle yourself from his hug and look at Marius, and the warmth and pure love you see in his eyes take your breath away for a moment. You feel foolish for having been jealous at all – which doesn’t mean Marius can get out of this without a little teasing.

You push your bottom lip out in your cutest, most pathetic pout – the one that gets him every time without fail – and cross your arms. “Good,” you say, “because I want lots of presents.” Marius answers in his finest whine in return. “But you said just being with me was enough!”

You close your eyes and tilt your head away from him. “You’re the one who said those things aren’t mutually exclusive.”

Anyone watching you two would have thought you to be much younger than you actually are. You know Marius would have no qualms putting on a display like this in public, but you are glad for the privacy of his studio.

You wait for his reply, but Marius is uncharacteristically quiet. Have I taken the teasing too far? You slowly open one eye, intending to peak at your boyfriend—

—only to be startled by his face mere inches from yours. You jump back, almost like a cat touching tin foil, and Marius breaks out in laughter. You try to be stern and pretend you’re hurt, but his laughter is infectous, and soon the both of you have tears rolling down your face, clutching each other for support as your bodies vibrate with happiness. “You’re—you’re ridiculous, I hope you know that!” you manage to utter. Marius winks at you, the smuggest grin on his face. “But that’s one of the reasons why you love me.”

A smile tugs at the corners of your lips, full of gratitude and warmth. “It is. I do. I love you.”

Marius takes both of your hands in his and interlaces your fingers. The sunlight filters in through the large windows, and in this lighting, his hair looks vibrant blue, but his features are softened, almost as if they have been airbrushed. I want to paint him like this, you think. “I love you too,” he says, and these three words make the scene in front of you even more perfect. There’s a burst of colours in your heart, vibrant and warm, and you practically leap into his arms.

You press yourself against him as tightly as you can – which draws out a quiet “Oi, please leave some air inside my lungs” from him. Embarrassed, you let go a little, enough to let him breathe, at least. “Sorry. It’s just. Everything is a lot, right now.” He chuckles and presses a feather-light kiss to your cheek. “It’s okay. I’ve got you.”

“Promise to never let go?”

“Promise. I’ll hold on for as long as you want me to, my love.”

[madaboutmunson]

The Reflex - Wuthering Heights

Part 3 of 8

Part 2 is here

With an original character, set in 1984, at Hawkins High

Characters mentioned: OC, Robin Buckley, Eddie Munson (mentioned but not actually in this part)

Warnings: Swearing, dancing, angst, mention of food, fluff, Kate Bush

Thora bundled herself and her belongings into the car and gripped the steering wheel until Robin caught up with her and got in.

"I'm so sorry for running away like that, Rob. I just didn't know what to do," Thora says apologetically but still full of nervous energy.

"It's honestly ok, Ra. Had our seats been switched, I wouldn't have known what to do either." She says genuinely but slowly breaks into a laugh, "Though, I don't think I will *ever* forget that face you pulled in there today. It was...well...dramatic!" She says, erupting with laughter, "Maybe you both have more in common than I thought."

Thora can't help but laugh a little, too. Robin's laughter was way too infectious, "Alright, alright, laugh it up, why don't ya?" Thora says, starting up the car.

"Say do you fancy a drive, or have you gotta head back on time tonight?" Thora asks, drumming the steering wheel

"I've got time," Robin says in between fits of giggles, wiping her eyes with the back of her sleeves.

As they drive along, Thora asks, "So what do you think all that was about today? I thought it was a case of total flirtation to get the help he needed, and then just continuing to make me feel awkward for his amusement" she adds her thoughts statement.

Robin thinks for a moment, "As your friend, I want to tell you the object of your affection is totally into you, and you should run away and have very hairy kids. But, as a logical person, Eddie is very charismatic for all his sharp edges, and I've seen him flirt with various people. Like, vastly different. I see him as an opportunist, and you know what, I think often he's successful. Never seen him anything long-term though, you know?"

"Yeah, that's true. I haven't been here that long, and I've observed that too. Honestly, though, I could have just died in that class, and now I have this in my hair." Thora points at the scrunchie in her hair. "Which was very helpful of him. Even though I don't know who the hell it belongs to!! I am trying not to make this weird, but I am failing, Rob. Failing hard," Thora pouts.

"Imagine having that kind of confidence. You know, to do what he did today. Just see some girl, and be like I'm just gonna go for it, see what happens. It wasn't like it was just us there either. Sure, it was just the science nerds and us, but it didn't phase him. He thought about it too. It wasn't a mistake. I saw him snatch that scrunchie back from you." Robin says as if she can barely believe it happened herself.

Thora can hear the tinges of jealousy in Robin's words. Not because it was Eddie, and not because it was Thora, but because he could do that whenever and wherever he wanted and receive no social backlash or a witch hunt.

Thora glances over at Robin and sees her slumped lower in her chair.

"You know Rob, one day we'll be free of these backwards thinking places, and you will be able to do those things. Except you'll be way more successful than Eddie Munson," Thora offers.

"You think so?" Robin asks, half unsure and glum sounding

"Are you kidding me? Your gonna be such a successful director. People will be literally throwing themselves at the foot of your custom-made suit from London. Which will make it all the more amazing when you see that girl across the room. know she's the one, and go up to her and say, 'Why do you put the pins in like that?' " Thora tries to make Robin laugh.

A laugh doesn't come. Instead, Thora looks over at Robin, who has tracks of tears spilling down her cheeks. Thora reaches over to hold her arm.

"It's so hard just existing in a place like this." Robin sniffles, "I don't get to experience the same things as everyone else because if I mess up just once...you know...that's it for me. Everything has to be so secret. I hate it! I hate this town!"

Robin chokes back a loud sob, "It's not even like it's bad, you know? It's just love or attraction. It's not that different. Yet it upsets so many people, and I can't work out why. Do you know what's worst of all? When they think it's something you choose. Like, why the fuck, would I make life any harder than it needs to me? How can me having a boyfriend bother no one but a girlfriend blows their minds? It's the same amount of information. It's the same thing! I'm not asking for anything extra." She says, hitting her knees with her balled-up fists.

Thora just listens. She has no idea what to say...but she might just know what to do.

Thora takes a sharp turn off the main road into a hiking area and quickly parks the car.

"Ra! What the hell are you doing?" Robin says in alarm, rubbing the tears from her eyes.

Thora scrambles for a tape from the glove box, slams it in the radio, turns up the volume really loud, and sprints to the other side of the vehicle, at Robin's window. Bows puts the scrunchie on her wrist, shaking out her wild head of hair. She runs backwards into the grassy area as the beginning notes of Kate Bush's Wuthering Heights blare out of the car.

Thora gives the choreography her best shot, from what she can remember from the music video and improvises the rest. Making sure the facial expressions are as animated as possible.

Throwing herself around in nature until Robin finally starts to smile, but Thora dares not stop mid-way through a song, so she offers her hand to Robin to join her.

"Come on, Rob", Thora coaxes with a spin and kicks up some dust ungracefully.

Robin just shakes her head at Thora. Robin's laughter filling the car and surroundings makes Thora's smile widen.

Thora runs up to the car door and opens it, trying to drag Robin out, "Rob! Just submit to the power of Kate Bush, already."

"I don't know the moves!" Robin says breathlessly between laughs.

"And you think I do?" Thora scoffs, "It's a bit tai chi, a bit contemporary dance, a bit whatever you feel like. Just go for it" Thora turns to the wilderness and bellows ", There ain't no one else here!!!"

The tape clicks over, and the song repeats as the two teenagers dance in the arms of Mother Nature as the sun sets.

Sometime later, covered in dust and tiny bits of greenery, they both pile back in the car. Sides and faces hurting from laughing, they both sigh.

Thora turns to Robin, "I will always have your back, Rob. No matter what." She smiles over at Robin, "You can't get rid of me now. I'm the forever kind of infection," Thora smirks, tying her hair back up and starting up the car, "Let's get out of here."

Robin smiles at Thora, "Thanks, Ra," she adds, replacing the tape with Madonna's latest album.

"You hungry?" Thora asks as they drive back onto the main road.

"Hey, is that Eddie's Van?" Robin says, completely ignoring the question. Thora turns to where she's looking.

"Yeah, looks like it. Wonder if he's dancing around to Kate Bush somewhere in the wilderness?" Thora chuckles and scans the van to see if he'd broken down, but he wasn't there.

"Urgh, give it a rest, fantasist!" Robin says with disgust, making Thora burst out laughing, "Yeah, I could eat a little something, more likely a drink, though, seeing as I've had my exercise for the week"

"To the diner!!" Thora commands and heads its way.

Part 4

[theskzvibe]

MIXED UP JAKE SIM

CHAPTER 4

it was the day of your physics exam, and to say you were nervous was an understatement. per usual, Jake held the door open for you and Giselle, and sunghoon followed. “good morning” Jake said, “morning” you replied with a smile. “you ready?” sunghoon asked as you all sat down at your seats. “ready as ill ever be” you stated. “don’t even worry, you guys are so ready for this” Jake smiled. “says the kid who's the top of our class!” Giselle  remarked. “and I wasn't even invited to the group study session” she shook her head in feign annoyance. “hey you could have came! jungwon and seeun came too” Jake said in defense. “I would have but niki was bossing me around again.” she rolled her eyes. “isn’t he your younger brother? and he’s controlling you?” sunghoon asked intrigued. “yeah but its a long story.” Giselle uttered. “sounds like someones getting blackmailed” Jake whispered making you laugh and in response you playfully hit his shoulder. “you should definitely come to the next one.” sunghoon said to Giselle making you feel a tinge of jealousy. your teacher starts class and started to hand out papers. you hear a “guys we got this!” from behind you and you turn around to see sunghoon and Jake giving you two a thumbs up. 

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the test actually wasn’t that bad, and after everyone was done you, sunghoon, Jake and Giselle all nodded in agreement that it was quite easy. “thanks to you Jake, that was the easiest physics exam I've ever taken!” you declared making the boy blush. you all separated to your other classes, and you ended up having a pretty good day. that is until you reached your history class, aka your least favorite class. you luckily shared this class with your best friend sunoo and Jake. when you entered the class sunoo saw you and waved you over to your seat next to him. in this class Jake sits near you as well, except on the other side of you. you sat down and you were gossiping to sunoo about all of the classes you both had today without each other, filling each other in. when the bell rang, your teacher announced a pop quiz, making your heart drop to your stomach. sunoo looked over at you and instantly knew you were panicking. being friends since you two were little, taught him that when you get pale and start breathing heavier, you’re having a panic attack. “its gonna be okay y/nnie” sunoo said while comfortingly patting your shoulder. you didn't have time to respond before the test was in front of you. you have been so swamped with physics work and labs, your other classes, and the dance team, that you put history on the back burner, especially because it doesn't interest you as much. you did half of the questions, but being in the wrong mindset right now made you forget all of your knowledge on the topic. the clock was ticking, and you weren’t remembering the trickier questions. right before the class ended, you guessed on those last questions and turned it in. the bell rang and everyone left the classroom. you silently rushed to pack up your bag and sunoo stayed by your side, and Jake also waited for you. he noticed you demeanor during the whole class, and he wanted to comfit you he just didn’t know how. “y/n don’t be upset, its just one quiz and I'm sure you did fine!” sunoo said while rubbing your back. you took in a deep breath and nodded, “you’re right, thanks bestie. it just threw me off and I panicked and I couldn't control it.” you sighed. Jake held the door open for the both of you and you muttered a thank you to Jake. “by the way, y/n you don’t give yourself enough credit, you’re very smart. I strongly believe that you did well on that exam.” Jake smiled at you as he waved and rushed off to his next class making you blush. “I would believe him, I mean he’s brilliant. he’s the top of our class. whatever he says, I believe to be factual.” sunoo stated making you giggle.

you and sunoo ended up arriving right as the bell rang to your last class of the day, English. you shared this class with sunghoon and sunoo. you both ran to your desks quickly, but by the time you made it to your desk, you stared at it dumbfounded. there was a strawberry milk bottle on your desk with a note that said “I hope this brightens your day y/n!” you picked it up and showed it to sunoo with a confused expression. sunoo squinted at it then gasped, “a secret admirer!” he covered his mouth in disbelief. you looked around the class and made eye contact with sunghoon who was already looking at you.

MASTERLIST

chapter 3 - chapter 5

taglist: @zylenes

[marchioness-caprina]

Behind Closed Doors

Pairings : Dabi x Pro Hero Reader

Writing Style : 3rd Person

Warning : Slight Lime, Mild Cussing.

Word Count : 1457

3rd Person's POV

Having Her Debut a few months ago y/n climbed up the popularity charts may it be based on her Beauty or her Power. She was a force to be reckoned with .

She was the Number 1 Heroine everyone praised and loved. But because of her status, people started questioning her about her personal life. And then the most searched topic was:

'Who was this mystery man H/n was Dating!? '

The media claims that a beauty like her would be impossible NOT to have a Boyfriend so Fan theories started rising that she may be Dating The Number 1 Hero Deku or Ground Zero to which she politely declined such claims but since the three are often seen hanging out or joining forces during missions it was strongly believed that she was dating one of the two.

Y/n was irritated by the new rumors and love scandals and no matter what she says the rumors never seemed to falter In fact it had the opposite effect .

Nobody knew the Little Secret y/n kept behind closed Doors.

______________________

It was early in the morning, y/n had a Day off today. A break from Hero work and all those Nasty little shits she had to do.

The curtains swayed back and forth at the gentle brush of breeze, the sun's radiant rays seeping from the curtains and onto the velvety sheets of y/n's bed where she was laid sprawled all over , her hair messy and her eyes closed shut.

But she was awake, she heard the doors creak and felt her bed sink, she felt someone hover above her frame and she knew exactly who it was when that person started tracing gentle open mouth kisses on her collarbone.

She kept her eyes closed but that didn't last long when she felt a pair of lips roughly interlock themselves with her softer and plump ones.

She tasted the familiar flavor of nicotine and burnt skin with a tinge of burning vanilla.

Her eyes shot open only to stare back at two turquoise orbs luminating with intensity and dominance. There was something else hooded behind his eyes though.

It was jealousy.

But nonetheless she kissed back, a small moan escaping her lips as her hands raked themselves through Dabi's Black hair giving it a light tug, her other hand resting on his neck as she pulled him closer.

Dabi's hands slid themselves inside her shirt, his hands were hot as he ran his rough hands up and down her curves only to squeeze them in place after awhile.

The way he held her was dominating and possessive which got the girl wondering why her burnt boyfriend was so pissed.

Using his tongue he forced it inside her mouth and began to wrestle with hers, it didn't take long for Dabi to earn dominance as his kiss turned rougher.

Y/n's legs unconsciously wrapped around his Torso as she clung onto him, as he continued to kiss the life out of her.

She heard grunts and growls from him which she replied with moans and whimpers.

Once Dabi pulled away her lips were a bit red and swollen but he kept his position, hovering above her panting as he placed his hands beside her head balancing himself.

" So... What have I done to gain the privilege of being pounced by a Big Bad Villain? ~" Y/n teased as she slightly pushed herself up giving him a small peck on his nose.

Dabi who still had his eyes glued to her soft features only snickered and he let his body fall on top of hers making the girl Yelp as she tried pushing his body off.

" Dabi you're heavy " Y/n squeaked trying as hard as she could to push him off but gave up half way and just laid back with Dabi's head on her chest.

" So what's got you so pissed off my little burnt potato? " Y/n chuckled and she felt dabi raised his head only to bury his face on her shoulder , his hand tugged on the sleeves of her shoulder pulling it down to reveal her soft and delicate skin. He began peppering her shoulder with kisses before biting down on her. Hard.

" Ah! D-Dabi what the fuck?! " Y/n hissed the moment Dabi pulled away.

" .... Why do people keep pestering you about your love life? They even had the guts to pair you with those petty Heroes Deku and Ground Zero... Why do you even keep on hanging with them hmm? Answer me doll" Dabi growled as he grabbed a fistful of her hair pulling her head back revealing her neck.

" Ugh... Dabi you're jealous aren't you? I can't help it though. Everyone kept requesting that we go together and our agencies made an agreement with that. " Y/n explained feeling her face heat up when Dabi trailed open mouthed kisses on her neck down to her cleavage.

" Can't they get the message that You're owned by the Devil himself? It's hard not to get jealous doll. Every single man wants to lay their hand on you, damn it " He cursed before biting onto her other shoulder making y/n bite back a moan.

" I'll burn the media to ashes if I have to. So they'd kindly shut the fuck up about those rumors, You're mine right? Tell me you're mine " With a growl he began to nip on her flesh, sucking and licking. Leaving love marks all over her chest and shoulder.

" I-I'm yours " Y/n breathed out an airy moan feeling herself get weaker by the minute.

" Heh, who would have thought that the number 1 heroine who can take on any villain with one hand could become this weak, this vulnerable under my touch... Just look at you so delicate... So sweet... And you're all mine " Dabi smirked grabbing her chin roughly squeezing her cheeks together as his eyes looked at hers hungrily.

She shivered feeling his other hand grip her thighs.

It would be a lie if she said she wasn't aroused.

But then Dabi stood up pulling her along with him before letting her go and Walking out of her room.

" I'm Hungry, Do you have anything to Eat? " Dabi yelled leaving the girl bewildered and confused , she stood there for a minute or two before she finally gave a reaction.

' Did he just? ---'

" Dabi You Fucking Tease! " She yelled stomping her foot downstairs only to see her half naked boyfriend rummaging through her fridge.

His shirt was off and it was a sight to see.

' if he's gonna tease me I'm gonna tease him back ' .

She slowly made her way behind Dabi only to have her arms warp around him from behind her fingers teasingly brushing against his chest and soon she traced small circles on his chest as she presses her lips on his back, leaving wet open mouthed kisses on his back. The sudden action made him shudder and it didn't help when y/n's hand brushed down his chest only to stop on his belt .

She playfully tugged his belt down as her other hand continued their playful touches on Dabi's chest.

Her Lips were everywhere around his back and everytime she kissed his back he swallowed back a groan.

His little Doll really knew how to rile him up, it didn't help when he was practically fuming with jealousy earlier . He heard about the dating rumors his little doll had with those damn Heroes and He wasted no time in barging in her house making sure that she was still His.

And feeling her shower him with affection like this reassured him greatly. But of course it wouldn't stop him from claiming his little doll again and again if he has to.

" Doll, Would You like to be my Breakfast instead~" Dabi smirked as he turned around pushing Y/n on the counter as he gripped his hand onto both of her thighs spreading her legs for him to stand in between them.

" Umm.... I was just teasing you " Y/n stated innocently but Dabi had other plans.

" Oh, you're not getting out of this that easily Doll " Dabi chuckled darkly making y/n gulp. She's done it this time.

Who knew the Pro Hero H/n had quite a Dark secret to Keep, a Dark and Seductive Secret she Hid from the world. A Dark Secret that Claimed her as His Own.

[spidernerdsblog]

I forgot that you existed: Chapter Two

A/N: Chapter two is here. Tensed situation arising between our ex lovers. Hope you like it. Feedbacks and suggestions are always welcome.

Pairing : Tom Holland × Singer reader

Summary : It's been more than five years since you and Tom have gone their own ways after a heartbreaking breakup which had left both of you shattered. Both of you thought that you were finally over with each other and were happy in your respective lives until you meet again at a reunion trip planned by your best friend and you realise you are still not done with each other.

Warnings: none

Mini playlist: Endgame by Taylor Swift

Music playing from car stereo

I don't wanna touch you (I don't wanna be)

Just another ex-love (You don't wanna see)

I don't wanna miss you (I don't wanna miss you)

Like the other girls do

I don't wanna hurt you (I just wanna be)

Drinkin' on a beach with (You all over me)

I know what they all say

But I ain't tryna play

I wanna be your endgame

I wanna be your first string

I wanna be your A Team

I wanna be your endgame, endgame

 You leaned on Tom's shoulder as he drove the car. Your hot breath falling on his neck as you start kissing his sweet spot behind his ears as he lets out a soft moan. Your hand intertwining with his free hand resting on his thigh. "Stop it love" Tom mumbled softly.

"Tom" you said softly "Tom!" This time you called his name loudly and Tom suddenly broke out of his trance and was brought to reality it wasn't you but it was his beloved fiancee Eleanor . She straightened herself to look at him with concerned eyes "is anything wrong Tommy?"

 "No love everything is fine" he reassured her

 His attention went to the song playing. He frowned and said "just this song irks me, not a fan actually of such kind of songs."

 "Seriously Tom, how can you not be a fan of Y/N, her songs are too good." El started gushing over you.

 "Yeah I know you are a huge fan of hers but I prefer old school hip hop." Lies.

He was your biggest fan since childhood though he doesn't admit it now but he is very proud of you. Seeing you grow into such a big star makes him admire you more. After so many years he still adores you and your songs. He was nervous to meet you and be in close proximity to you for so many days. Yes he still had feelings for you and that is why your songs wreaked havoc in his mind making him feel your presence even if you were far away from his life. He sometimes feels guilty that he isn't being true to El as soon she is going to be his wife and you still reside in his heart. He can never love anyone as he did to you. El was a very humble, sweet, understanding and smart person whom he got to know through one of his friends. Soon both of them found they had a lot in common, small chats turned into dates and then to a full fledged relationship for 2 years. Dom and Nikki approved their relationship and wanted their son to settle down and finally see him happy. Tom wasn't much excited about the wedding so all the planning he left on El.

 It was around noon when you three finally arrived at the beach house. You were filled with nostalgia as you had lots of fond memories connected with this place. There were a total of  5 bedrooms in the house. 2 were reserved for the couples, one for Tom and another for Harrison's other two friends Ed and Chloe, the others had to share. You liked the sea facing rooms and there were only two on the first floor. You immediately ran upstairs. You suddenly stopped in front of the first room and glanced at the empty room which once belonged to only you.

 Sounds of laughter "Tom stop.. Please oh I can't breathe" you said giggling as Tom tickled you even more. You both laid on the bed and laughed. You took out your phone to take a selfie to capture this moment. Tom kissed your cheek as you clicked the photo. You threw the phone on the bed and climbed on top of him straddling him around the waist as you planted soft kisses on his forehead, his cheeks and lips. You sat back to admire him " I love you so much Tommy" . He rolled you over to be on top of you

" Love you too princess." As he connected his lips onto yours.

 You brushed aside your thoughts as you went to the adjacent room and placed your luggage on the floor. Zendaya came with her luggage afterwards. It was a nice room with a queen sized bed and thankfully an attached bathroom.

 "You don't snore right?" Zendaya chuckled

 "Don't know about snoring but I do kick in my sleep." You laughed.

 "Okay let's freshen up first then we can start unpacking our things." Z said

 "Yeah you go first I need to make a call to my second mom." you chuckled.

You had three missed calls from Alex which left you wondering what was the matter. You put your airpods on and called him. You came out of the room as you started strolling in the corridor.

 "Seriously you don't trust me do you? I have barely spent a day here and you have already called me three times."

 "It was important the company wants you to do a concert at the beach carnival there."

"What! Dude I'm on a vacation and they expect me to do a concert."

 "Yeah it will be nice for the promotion, kind of a tour actually and I think it's good only for you to keep you distracted from, you know what I mean"

 "I don't know I need time to think"

 "There is nothing to think the concert is on the last day of your stay so you will get to enjoy your vacation as well as do a little interaction with your fans good for your rep."

 "Still I need to think Alex . I have to go for rehearsals then I need to know the whole schedule of the event. It's a lot of work."

 "I'll handle those things and get you in touch with the event manager, don't worry."

 You were walking backwards through the corridor as you were talking, you suddenly bumped into a solid sturdy figure, you lost your balance letting out a light shriek as you thought you were about to fall, instead you felt two strong arms catch hold of you, one hand on your back and one wrapped around your waist. You fluttered opened your eyes and your eyes were met with those familiar hazel brown eyes and loose brown curls falling over his face. Tom looked at you with concerned eyes; he himself couldn't stop admiring you. This is the closest he has come to you in the past few years. Your familiar lavender scent was intoxicating for him, he also noticed that your hair is longer than before which made you look more beautiful. You two were so lost in the moment that the whole world hazed out for you. Both felt a warm feeling inside.

But you were brought to reality as Alex started talking.

 "Y/N are you there? what happened?"

 You pulled away from Tom's hold as you stood straight and stuttered

"yea…Yeah I'm fine can I…Can I talk to you later? I'll think and tell you okay"

 "Okay honey bye take care love you"

 "Yeah bye love you too Alex"

 As you turned back to Tom you both blurted out "I'm sorry"

 "No no it was totally my fault I wasn't looking where I was going" you said eagerly.

 "It's okay" Tom said

 You purse your lips and smiled as you were about to turn to go to your room he spoke again

 "By the way Hi! meeting you after a long time."

 You sheepishly looked at him "yeah Hi"

"So how have you been?"

 You were a little taken aback by his warm gesture because he had almost stopped talking to you after the whole breakup "I'm fine, how are you?"

 "I'm fine too" . Tom was about to say something but you were interrupted by a loud shriek

 "Oh My God!!! I can't believe this Y/N Y/L/N" excitement in her voice. "I'm such a huge fan of yours." She pulled you in a tight hug you didn't get the time to process what was happening as you looked wide eyed first to Tom and then to the girl.

 "Oh sorry Hi I'm Eleanor you can call me El I'm Tom's fiance nice to meet you." Your eyes immediately went to the big shining rock adorning her ring finger. A tinge of jealousy creeping inside you.

 "Hey! nice to meet to you too"

 She turned towards Tom and asked "you guys know her ? Why didn't you ever tell me?"

Tom fumbled at his words "umm.. Yeah we have been together since childhood." He looked at you as he continued speaking "then she left and we lost touch" the last line was obviously directed to you.

 "Uh ah correction it was you who lost contact because I was always in touch with the boys. By the way where are they? Can't wait to meet them."

 "They will be here in any second I guess" El said

"I can't believe you know each other since childhood, he always says that he doesn't like your songs"

 "Oh does he?" you looked at him quirking your eyebrow

 "No I didn't say that I don't like her songs I just said it's not my type"

 "Yeah yeah I know you're an old grandpa you prefer old school stuff." you said sarcastically

 "You are coming to our wedding right?" El asked

 You looked at Tom "umm I don't think I'm invited besides I may not have time to attend it. When is it by the way?"

 "Next year in March"

 "Great!! Wish you both a happy married life."

 "Uh ah.. I'm not accepting your bland wishes. You are invited to our wedding and you have to sing at our reception."

 "I would love to honey maybe I'll compose something specially for you guys but I don't think your husband will like that as he hates my songs" you looked at Tom

"Oh leave Tom anyways he has given me all the responsibility of planning the wedding so you are coming and that's final."

 "Okay dear as you wish" you placed a hand on her cheek and smiled.

 " Let's take a selfie. I really want to capture this moment," El insisted. You stood in the middle one hand on Tom's shoulder and the other on El's. You all smiled as she clicked the picture.

 Suddenly there was a lot of noise of people laughing and shouting and you immediately ran down the stairs. There stood Harry, Sam, Paddy, Tuwaine in the middle of the living room. As they saw you they ran towards you and circled around you for a giant hug.

 "Hey!! Y/N missed you so much so happy to see you again"

 "Me too guys"

 "We are going to have lots of fun this time gonna do everything we used to do when we were kids." Paddy said beaming with joy.

 You smiled and you all hugged again. Your eyes went up the stairs to find Tom staring at you. You looked away as you started chatting with them. Jacob, Ed and Chloe also came in later.

………………….

Zendaya and Harrison were sitting on the couch as you kept pacing the room

 "Seriously Y/N it isn't a big deal. It was just an accident stop stressing out about it."

 "It is serious for me Z . The first day on my trip I fell into my ex's arms and had a moment don't know about him but it was definitely a moment for me. And then there is his fiance who is such a sweet and humble person who doesn't have any clue of what relation I share with her husband.Why did I give into your plan God only knows uggh!!!" You sat between them on the couch holding your head. 

 Harrison wrapped his hands around your shoulders and tried to comfort you.

 "I know it's a bit weird for you to be around El due to your past with him but please for my sake try to tolerate just for 10 days."

 "You have vodka right?" you asked

 "Uh yeah why?" Haz looked at you confused

 "I'm exclusively reserving it for me because I'm gonna need it for the next 10 days if I have to stay here." You smirked

 "Tom, are we there yet can I open my eyes?"

"Patience love patience" Tom said, covering your eyes as he led you towards the beach.

It was your 16th birthday and your families had decided to celebrate on the beach house. Tom had told you that he has a surprise planned for you and you were growing impatient to know what it is. You both finally reached the spot Tom removed his hand from your eyes and you slowly opened your eyes as you saw the sea in front of you, waves thrashing on the shore. You looked around to see that he had decorated candles around you in the shape of a heart.

 "Seriously this is your surprise?" you asked him confused.

 "No love, the best part is yet to come."

He kneeled on his right leg as he took out a box from his pocket. He opened it to reveal a sparkling ring. He took it in his hand. He took your left hand and slid it in your ring finger and said

"Y/N Y/L/N will you be my girlfriend forever?

I liked you since childhood but didn't have the courage to say because I thought you were just a passing crush and you are my best friend and didn't want to ruin our friendship. But now I know that I feel happy when you are around, I like to spend time with you, that I love you. You don't have to say yes but I really wanted to say this to you.

 Your eyes were filled with tears, you bent down and kissed him to stop him from talking anymore .Tom gets a little shocked at your sudden act but then he kisses you back. You pull back after sometime as you cup his face with your hands.

"I liked you too Tommy and yes I will be your girlfriend for lifetime.

You looked at the ring to admire it.

"I know this isn't a real diamond because I can't afford a real one right now" Tom said scratching his head

"Your love is worth more than a thousand diamonds." you said as you kissed him again

 You were standing at the porch leaning on a pillar as you sipped into your cola can. You looked at the ring on your finger that Tom gave you. Out of habit you used to wear it everyday but now it's time to let go of it you thought.

 "So you finally had the courage to come here." Tom said grinning.

 What?! You frowned

 You previously thought maybe he's over it and now you two can be on good terms but you were wrong as here he is in front of you again being all cocky.

 "I mean after all these years you finally came here"

 "Firstly, this is my best friend's 30th birthday so couldn't afford to miss it. Secondly stop prioritizing yourself Tom, not everybody's lives revolve around you, not mine, at least" you scoffed

 "Yeah because your life's current priority is Alex right?"

 Was he jealous after he heard you talking to Alex you thought in your mind.

"What? Seriously Tom" you smiled and shook your head. He is my manager and he's like an elder brother, a mentor to me. Why even am I clarifying to you? You don't owe me anything so just leave if you don't have anything else to say."

 "I just came to say that stay away from El. She is my fiance."

 "Yeah I know she is your fiance you posted it on Instagram dufus. I even congratulated you and I had expected a thank you from your side but never mind. "

 It was three months ago you were at your LA residence enjoying an off day. You were scrolling through your Instagram. When you saw the post with the caption she said yes❤️💍. Even after your breakup you guys followed each other to avoid any kind of gossip by the tabloids. You both were very private person so you never went official with your relationship but there were rumours of you two being together which eventually died down. For the first few minutes you didn't know how to react to the whole thing. The life you once imagined for yourselves he is living it but you are no more in it. Your eyes welled up but you overcame your emotions and felt happy that at least one of you is finally going to be happy in life. You liked the picture and commented congratulations🎊❤️❤️❤️.

  "And I also know that she doesn't know about me. Why didn't you tell her about me? Scared of the feelings you still have for me huh?" You smirked

 "Just shut up Y/N. I hate you and that's never gonna change. And you are not gonna tell her anything okay!"

 "But I love you Tommy." You grinned

 Tom scoffed, rolling his eyes and frustrated he started to walk away.

 You called him back "Oi!! Don't worry I'm not gonna tell her anything but I'll still advise you to go and tell her. It will be better and less awkward if she gets to know it from you rather than from anyone else. Trust is the foundation of a relationship, don't break it."

 "Look who is talking about trust and relationships. It's our matter, we can handle it, don't need your advice."

 "Okay cool" you gave a thumbs up

 You really felt exhausted after the whole conversation putting up a no care attitude was really hard as you were totally bothered by the whole ordeal.

………………

 After you and Zendaya finished unpacking your stuff she was exhausted and so decided to get some rest. You on the other hand decided to go for a stroll near the cliff. It was one of your favorite places to go. That place gave you peace and tranquility. You slid your sling bag around your shoulder and put your lyrics notebook inside it. You used to always carry that everywhere whenever you get an idea you note it down in it. You walked along the seashore feeling the cool sea breeze all over your body. You reached the cliff and took a deep breath standing on the edge. You looked over the sea the sun was setting with a golden and orange hue spread across the horizon. It was enchanting. Suddenly some ideas started coming in your head so you took out your notebook and started scribbling on it.

 "What'cha writing?" You were startled by the question you looked back to see Tom climbing the cliff towards you

 "What came to push me down the cliff?" You asked sarcastically

 He rolled his eyes "no seriously what are you writing?"

 "It's none of your business "

 "Come on you can tell me about your new song"

 "I can but first tell me what happens in Avengers 5?"

 Tom shook his head and laughed

 "What?! I'm serious I really can't wait for the movie. Are you bringing back Tony Stark or not. I still cry watching endgame."

"Marvel still doesn't trust me so can't say" he laughed as he took a deep breath and said "I really like this place".

 "Yeah me too"

 "I'm really happy that you came Y/N everyone missed you for the past years"

"And what about you?"

 "Yeah I also did a little." You both smiled.

 You are still confused at what Tom is trying to do. A few moments ago he was being all so mean and rude to you that you were almost about to have a breakdown and now he is here telling you that he missed you. What game are you trying to play with my mind Holland you thought.

You were looking away as Tom stole a glance of you. He really felt guilty, he wanted to apologize for his behavior but showing his anger towards you he thought was the only way to stay far from you. He had a lot of things to say to you but didn't know how to say he missed the time when he could say you everything without any hesitation but now things seemed very complicated for both of you.

 "By the way you look beautiful with long hair. It suits you. "

 You felt a warmth rising in your cheeks as you blushed. You tucked in the stray hair strands flying in the sea breeze behind your ear.

"Umm thanks you look handsome too as always." You smiled awkwardly

 Both looked at each other for a moment then you broke the silence "umm okay then I think I should get going see you around"

 "Yeah sure" Tom nodded

 You turned to go as Tom called you "Y/N! I'm really happy for you. I really am."

 You turned and smiled softly "the feeling is mutual Holland".

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the buried fic comment from hell (it's so long i'm SO SORRY, I GOT EXCITED)

DEL.. I WASN’T SURE IF IT WAS APPROPRIATE TO LEAVE A LONG ASS COMMENT ON UR BURIED FIC IN PUBLIC….. SO I’M DROPPING IT HERE i’m so sorry in advance this is about to be a mess,, i’m so fucking emotional right now

((the review under the cut is in response to my fic which can b read here))

okay first –

The mental image of tiny gangly Barnabas and Jonah crouched with their hands in the dirt….. is so fucking cute?? I could feel Jonah’s jealousy just burning off of him. You had me right away. Fuck. You know how to open a story and I’m deeply envious, I’ve always struggled with it. Also, you threw in that little hook:

Despite what Jonah believes, there are some things that just can’t be explained in words.

Barnabas’ voice is so fucking good… guh… you know. I didn’t much care about Barnabas in any deep way before I joined the Jonah server and you guys have all just completely GUTTED me, I can’t believe how much I care about this highly-strung bastard,, he is so GOOD. HE’S SO GOOD???? HE’S SUCH A SWEETIE. LIKE. BARNABAS FEELING GUILTY AND HORRIFIED THAT PEOPLE ARE GRATEFUL TO HIM AND WANT HIM AROUND???? AAAAAAAAAA. And the melancholy aspect, too, which I imagine is how Mordechai was able to relate to him, get attached to him… Barnabas being bitter about how useless his tears are while he’s crying anxiously at the prospect that he might not be able to help those families after all…….

All of those scraps of Barnabas’ letter to Jonah made such EXCELLENT transitions, holy hell. Again I am inspired by your storytelling prowess. I am taking notes, for whenever my ability to write longform fic returns from war. This one was my favorite, made my heart clench:

A good world starts with a good person and a few choices that are made with the heart—

He’s so earnest I’m going to weep ;_; Barny.. you can’t make Jonah a better person he’s AWFUL,,

(Side note, super digging that I can indent stuff, block quoting makes this SO much easier.)

Also really digging that Jonah doesn’t have as nice a reputation as Barnabas… Jonah is the bad influence friend lmfao. AND JONAH’S CAT… I LOVE HIM…

And then you delivered a swift blow straight to the religion kink, as promised… “There’s something undeniably old testament about Jonah; the fire and fury of creation, the self-annihilating stare of Lot’s wife.“ LOSING IT I’M LOSING IT… WHAT A WAY OF DESCRIBING HIM God, here I thought I couldn’t possibly be more attracted to this bastard man. I am aghast at myself.

LOSING IT EVEN MORE OVER BARNABAS STACKING TEACUPS ON JONAH’S HEAD???? Why must you make them so fucking cute oh NO this is going to hurt isn’t it. ((This was the note I stuck in the Word doc while I was reading it and I thought I’d leave it as was for your enjoyment))

“Taking cues from your dreams?” Barnabas replies. “You know only the desperately mad do that?” 

“Or desperately inspired—savants and prophets and visionaries.”

And then you continued to try to kill me… Jonah thinking of himself as a prophet……. hhhhh canon-typical overambitious zealotry I’m HERE FOR IT………

“Are you trying to make me angry with you by playing the devil’s advocate?” 

“Just testing you,” Jonah says in his alloyed voice, silver-and-honey-gold. 

Del I cannot stress enough… My religion kink………. It’s been SO VERY ACTIVATED.

“Your morality has only ever been a thin cover for your shame.”

OUCH, JONAH, JESUS

Every bit of their dialogue was so familiar and tinged with bittersweetness and I owe you my entire life… Sincerely. Ugh. Like, how you described Barnabas’ internal angst about it later on – when he’s thinking of Mordechai, and he refers to "his many dog-eared fantasies” about Jonah it just really vividly conjured the thought of he and Jonah having a sort of? Queer solidarity, ESPECIALLY having grown up together. And that makes Jonah’s flash of betrayal at Barnabas not wanting to be SEEN with him that much more agonizing, personally. Like. I’ve had that happen to me more than once in real life. And much as Jonah is a piece of shit who is absolutely manipulating him………. still, ouch. Ouch. (Barnabas’ thoughts on the company Jonah keeps also made me wince. You did an AMAZING job with all of the internalized shame and frantic rationalizations, hooooooboy.)

The Lukases being colorblind is such an interesting piece of lore by the way I love it????? Now I have. Some questions, about Peter. Mordechai’s characterization in this is so fascinating to me. I’m enTRANCED by how you reverse-Uno’d it so that Barnabas was the reason Mordechai lost himself to the Lonely… the power dynamics……. so tasty. Ugh. And all of the sensual descriptions, especially of that first visit Barnabas had at Moorland house?? I didn’t clip any because I would have ended up clipping the whole fucking thing. It was aching, haunting, beautiful, holyshit. Their romance is somehow more fucked up than Barnabas and Jonah’s…

Also, I was so eager to read this I skipped the tags/warnings and completely didn’t realize Mordechai was going to be an actual vampire so that was a VERY fun surprise lmfao.

Barnabas feels like he’s close to learning something about violence and desire, how close they are, how the wires can get crossed.

THIS QUOTE IS EVERYTHING TO MEEEEEE ugh I’m having an aneurysm over how Jonah managed to fashion Barnabas into a creature that could understand him by gifting him to Mordechai for a while… letting Mordechai crack him open at the points where he was already brittle and experience an influx of some of the true darkness of the world. Just a tasty taste. That way when he discovers the truth of Jonah’s occult interests he won’t run away, because he’s already got his own fingers in the mess. He’s already given himself to one horror, why not Jonah? Shave some of the shine off of his morality, make him nice and gray so he won’t contrast so much with Jonah… And satisfying his curiosity at the same time. Two birds.

Oh, also, still sobbing about this line:

he realises that he doesn’t want to wear any colours that Mordechai can’t properly see.

EVERY TIME I let my guard down for ten seconds you smacked me with more of Barnabas being the most precious bleeding heart in the universe!!!!!! He aches so much for the people he’s trying to help and he hates people like Mordechai but part of him also wants to save Mordechai, somehow… maybe recognizes the parts of him that are like these people, still. Nearly faded but not quite gone yet. And as you’ve already established, Barnabas simply cannot let things go. Can’t disappoint people… can’t leave them when he could be doing something. Anything. Augh, FEELINGS.

Of course he knew Mordechai and Jonah were friends, he’d just temporarily believed in a sane and fair universe where things like this don’t happen. 

AND YOU HAD SUCH A PERFECT BALANCE OF HUMOR… This could have been such a feelbad fic, and tbh it still would have been spectacular. But you always eased it at just the right moment to keep it from going off the rails into irretrievable deepdark territory. Fed me little soft moments so I’d still be vulnerable enough to have my HEART RIPPED OUT LATER…

I’m not super interested in the Buried canon-wise but I love how you’ve written Barnabas’ natural affiliation with it… so subtle but powerful? (Of COURSE Jonah was jealous, lmao. He had to work so hard and he’s still not on Barnabas’ level. There’s some kinda beautiful commentary on ambition versus goodwill in there somewhere but I’m too busy nursing my battered little heart right now to articulate it.) It wove its way in and out of the rest of the plot so naturally, too. For some reason it compliments Barnabas’ temperament as I read it in canon just… so well. Was there a discussion about this on the server, and if so, PLEASE tell me about it sometime I’m so fascinated.

Jonah wasn’t even present for a lot of the fic but his characterization was so INTENSE and luminous, Christ… I know I already praised it a bit but. Woof. I wasn’t expecting to get a taste of his POV at the end and I was so excited I kicked my feet (my cat was very disgruntled) like, this line!!!

Now, he thinks there’s some truth in those false statements, in the lies we tell and why we want to be believed.

GOD, YOU’RE REALLY GONNA GIVE ME FEELINGS ABOUT JONAH AND FUTURE-JONAHLIAS IN THE SAME FIC?????? EVIL… I’m so so so fucking here for it, oh my God, Jonah with an amplifying anxiety disorder, THE PRICE OF IMMORTALITY… too bad the Eye doesn’t let you see the future, Jonah, lmao… the line “immortality just made his anxiety turn nuclear” is SEARED into my brain now, I am NOT accepting canon to contradict this ever again. I’ve always wondered how Jonah’s neuroses might have worsened in two entire fucking CENTURIES and I love the way you wrote it. I am fucking. Losing my mind.

There’s so many other things I could comment on, like. The brief but glorious Jonah-grinding-himself-off-on-Barnabas’-thigh shenanigans. Was incredibly hot, and Mordechai’s poor fragile heart breaking, and Barnabas telling Isabel that it’s fine to call him Barny…….. I’m hhhhhhhhHHHH fuck, fuck, fuck. I’m just!! I am incomprehensible!!! Everyone told me this fic was amazing but it’s fucking amazing, Del, what the hell. I’m never gonna be the same after this. The end was SHOCKINGLY sweet and I have WHIPLASH.

………… So, now that I’ve made you read a novel. Hah. Sorry. My point is. I loved every bit of this. It deserved heaps more praise but my eyes are starting to cross. Thx for sharing :’) 

Love,

Tony xx

TONY. TONY THIS MEANS EVERYTHING TO ME. FIRSTLY I’M SO GLAD YOU LIKED THIS. SECOND OF ALL, THANKS TO YOU I’LL BE SCREAMING FROM THE ROOFTOPS FOREVER HAVE YOU ANY IDEA HOW THIS REVIEW HAS AFFECTED ME? IT’S THE BEST FEEDBACK I’VE EVER RECIEVED IN MY LIFE I FEEL LIKE A FIRSTGRADER GETTING THEIR FIRST GOLD STAR I FEEL ON TOP OF THE WORLD LIKE I COULD THROW THE JEWEL OF THE SEA OFF THE SHIP AND LEAN OVER THE RAILINGS BECAUSE YOUR ARMS ARE AROUND ME TONY IT’S BEEN MONTHS AND THIS REVIEW HAS BEEN A FIREPLACE KEEPING ME WARM THROUGH THE WINTER MONTHS I LOVE YOU DEARLY FOR THIS YOU ARE AN ABSOLUTE CHAMPION IF YOU WERE IN FRONT OF ME RIGHT NOW I WOULD FRENCH KISS YOU WITHOUT HESISTATION UNTIL THE BOTH OF US HAVE RUN OUT OF AIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKING BLESS YOU TONY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!