#sorry for disappearing i have a life and a job 💀

[lax2ohare]

[allwaswell16]

A fic rec of One Direction fics where Louis is a villain of some sort as requested in an ask I can no longer find oof Hope you see this rec whoever asked for it! If you enjoy the fics, please leave kudos and comments for the writers! You can find my other fic recs here. Happy reading!

- Louis/Harry -

💀 Wanted Most by BornOnABeach

(E, 156k, thief Louis) Louis Tomlinson is a thief, and a damn good one at that. Most have heard of him. Most don't understand him. And Harry Styles is the FBI agent who can never seem to catch him.

💀 Cover Me with Jewels by ShatteredGlassHouse / @larryislove

(E, 55k, thief Louis) the one where Louis is a jewel thief and dating Harry Styles, the heir to a designer jewellery business empire, but Louis worries Harry will discover him, so he disappears for five years. 

💀 Tied Down by HamPalpert

(E, 48k, drug dealer Louis) The most interesting case in Liam and Niall's careers falls directly into their laps, courtesy of an epic fuck-up of one Harry Styles, partner to the almost-infamous drug dealer Louis Tomlinson. 

💀 I'll Throw Away My Faith (Just To Keep You Safe) by @theboyfriendstagram

(E, 42k, assassin Louis) AU. Harry Styles is an MI6 agent on a mission to find out who’s planning on killing the Prime Minister. Louis Tomlinson is a wanted professional assassin, hired by the MI6 to kill whoever wants to kill the Prime Minister.

💀 Please, Deceive Me by Larringiscaring

(E, 42k, thief Louis) Louis robs casino's with his ex-boyfriend, and Harry trusts a criminal a little more than he should

💀 no pressure, no diamonds by @karamelised

(E, 42k, thief Louis) Louis is a thief, Harry a grifter. They are thrown together for a huge diamond heist in Paris, where their past soon catches up to them.

💀 Buried Like Treasure by QuickedWeen / @becomeawendybird

(E, 40k, thief Louis) Semi-retired thief Louis Tomlinson has been pulled in for one last job: steal a painting from an uninhabited mansion. Neither one of them expects a natural disaster.

💀 The Risen (series) by @creamcoffeelou

(E, 28k, cult au) In search of the next breaking story, Harry goes off to do something no one else has been able to do: get the scoop on Louis Tomlinson and his devoted group of followers.

💀 For You, I Will (I Don't Believe in Magic, but) by theweightofmywords / @lil0

(E, 17k, criminal Louis) Louis leads two lives, when all he wants is a simple one with Harry.

💀 focal point by rainbowsandgucci

(M, 8k, thief Louis) By the time you read this, I’ll be gone, so don’t bother looking. Last night was lovely, Harry, I’m sure you agree. Sorry to run, but that’s just how life works sometimes, I’m sure you understand. Don’t forget about me. xx P.S. Thanks for the money

💀 Daisy by Jennifer_Kaid / @poetsreprieve

(E, 3k, mob au) An assassin who lurks in shadows, who kills with a detachment towards his victims, their death always displayed artfully for anyone who stumbles upon the corpse once his work is done.

💀 Stealing My Trust by Phillipa19

(E, 3k, organized crime) Harry hates the danger Louis' 'job' puts him in, but no one ever said being in love with a criminal would be easy.

💀 we're swimming with the sharks until we drown by velvetnoodle

(T, 3k, thief Louis) There’s only one thing that makes Harry’s job on the casino floor bearable, and that’s a chance to grab the attention of the mysterious man who frequents the establishment often.

💀 How to Catch a Christmas Tree by Anonymous

(E, 2k, omegaverse) It's two days until Christmas and Harry needs a Christmas tree.

💀 Marionette by Anonymous

(E, 2k, witch Louis) Harry is a vampire on the hunt. He doesn’t know that he’s not the top of the food chain.

💀 The shape I've made you into by flamboyo / @riverswater

(M, 1k, established relationship) "Sometimes, I wish you'd hit me."

💀 Twenty-Eight by @beardyboyzx

(M, 1k, spy au) Agent Harry Styles has finally caught his nemesis, but there's a knot in the plot he's not ready to detangle.

- Rare Pairs -

💀 To Catch a Thief by StormDancer

(E, 49k, Zayn/Louis) There are some rules even thieves have trouble breaking. Marriage vows, for instance.

[honeylations]

NAKAMURA KAZUHA x FEM!READER

PART TWO

Prompt: Still not being over your ex boyfriend (Choi Yeonjun), you thought it was a good idea to fake a relationship with Kazuha, aka a complete stranger, to make him jealous.

Warnings/Notes: small angst, fake dating to lovers, g!p Kazuha for spice, eventual smut for you horndogs

Link to part 1

A/N: RAHHHH FINALLY DID A PART TWO BECAUSE I WAS INDECISIVE OF HOW I WANTED THE STORY TO GO😭 this is like my 5th draft of Part Two💀

It’s been 2 weeks since you and Kazuha began the fake relationship and you were starting to feel a little too comfortable within the Japanese girl’s presence.

There were many things you were liking alot while being with her:

Seeing her smile

Her stupid jokes

Holding her hand

Having her arm around you

Walking you to your classes

The list can go on and on.

She went all out with your pretend dates and you found yourself staring at the photos you took together during your nights out. The warm feeling you had while with her was different than when you were with Yeonjun.

But it felt too good to be true.

Kazuha was only doing all this to help you. To protect you from Yeonjun. Right?

Wrong.

If you were a mess, Kazuha was an even bigger mess.

Every night she would pray that you’d open your eyes and realise that she was willing to do anything just for you to be officially her’s.

In Kazuha little mind, she believed you just needed protection from your ex. That you didn’t need Kazuha’s deep love. That this was only going to remain as a fantasy for the rest of her life.

But with the way your angelic laughed filled her ears, your soft hand perfectly fitting into her bigger ones, your beautiful smile…Kazuha was going to enjoy every moment while they lasted.

You were sitting next to each other as always at the lunch table with your friends, hearing more nonsense stories come out of Yunjin’s food filled mouth. You were leaning your head against Kazuha’s shoulder, playing with her fingers mindlessly as laughter continued to echo from your group.

It felt so right.

Like you had almost forgotten that it wasn’t real in the first place.

Then Yeonjun showed up again, seeming a little more timid than his usual approaches. Your table went silent upon his presence, clearly unhappy that he’s here yet again to possibly get your attention.

Kazuha’s arm instantly went around you, holding tight like you were going to disappear from her embrace.

“Hey calm down please everyone, I’m not here to try anything” Yeonjun quickly said when he saw all of your cold stares on him.

He continued. “I’m here to actually apologise. Especially towards you Y/n. I can see you’re really happy with Kazuha. She’s treating you in ways I wasn’t able to. I’m sorry for the mess I’ve caused recently, I hope you find it in your heart to forgive me someday”

Without letting you respond, Yeonjun bowed and took his leave silently, leaving your group stunned.

“Well it was about damn time he said something. We can all live in peace now” Chaeryeong sighed dramatically, applauding everyone as if it was a team effort.

“Good job on faking the entire thing guys! Really got him fooled. Such a shame though, you two make a really good couple” Yuna hummed and tilted her head towards you and Kazuha.

“Y-Yeah…We do don’t we..” You heard Kazuha mutter while retreating her arm away from you.

Your eyes darted all over the floor out of panic. Everything was ending too soon! You didn’t want this to end. You didn’t want to lose all the warmth and happiness.

“Hey…” A voice broke you out of it, seeing that it was Sakura grabbing your hand. “Are you okay?”

You took a deep breath and nodded. “Yeah. I’m good”

Sakura’s lips went into a thin line as she rubbed her thumb across your hand. “Don’t think about it Y/n. Just do it before it’s too late”

You looked at your friend with more worry, knowing that Sakura could read you easily like a book.

She knew you were in love with Kazuha but was too scared to do something about it.

As all your classes ended, Kazuha was kind enough to walk you back to your dorm, talking normally about your day and what you’ll be up to for the rest of the semester.

Then you both halted when you reached your door. Kazuha tucked her hands into her pockets while she looked at her feet like they were interesting.

“So…Is this it?” She asked with sadness.

You gulped away the choking feeling in your throat. “I-I guess…Thanks for everything Kazuha. You were a great pretend girlfriend”

Kazuha gave a half smile and nodded. “You were a perfect pretend girlfriend. Whoever gets you in the future is one lucky person”

“Same goes to you, Zu. Thanks for taking me home one last time”

“Of course. Anytime…”

The Japanese girl began slowly walking away, her feet feeling heavier with each step like she didn’t want to leave. She really didn’t. The thought of not having you by her side 24/7 was picking at her heart piece by piece.

Then the thought of you being in someone else’s arms snapped something in her head. She wanted you to be all her’s. She wanted to be the arms you fall into. She wanted to be the one you kiss and cuddle all the time.

She needed you to be her’s and her’s only.

Her feet stopped, catching your attention from the keys you were about to push into the lock. She made a U turn on the spot and sped walk back to you, grabbing your hands and pulling you close to her face that your lips were close to touching.

“Z-Zuha?” You gasped at the sudden movement.

Her eyes were filled with emotions you couldn’t decipher but her touch made your heart beat faster.

“Y/n. Look me in the eye and tell me you don’t love me”

“What?”

“Tell me you don’t love me so I can have a peace of mind. Tell me you didn’t feel a thing throughout the two weeks we’ve been together” Kazuha said with determination, her chest rising and falling rapidly from the anxiety she was feeling.

“Kazuha…”

“I love you Y/n. We were two dates in and I felt pathetic that I fell in love with you so quickly, but to me it felt like I wasn’t allowed. I felt like you only saw this as an escape from Yeonjun. But please tell me Y/n, through the times we held hands, did you not feel some sort of chemistry between us?”

You stared up at her for a couple more seconds before tears escaped your eyes. Kazuha froze, thinking her words had affected you in the wrong way but she couldn’t rip out an apology before you leaned up and captured her lips as your arms hooked around her neck.

Kazuha’s eyes fluttered shut and her arms held you closely by the hips, relishing the warm feeling of your lips moving against hers.

She could bask in the warmth forever but you slowly pulled away, gaze flickering from her plump lips to her eyes.

“Kazuha I love you too. I didn’t want to pretend anymore. There’s no one else in this world I’d rather love than you”

The taller girl leaned her forehead against yours with eyes closed, sighing deeply with relief at your words. “Can you be mine Y/n? For real this time?”

“Yes Kazuha, I’d be honoured to be yours. For real this time” you giggled in response as pecked her lips.

“No more hiding?”

You snuggled your head into her chest, squishing your cheek against it that you could hear Kazuha’s heart beat. “No more hiding”

Just when you thought the day couldn’t get any better, you had led Kazuha into your dorm and to your bedroom where you were laying flat on your bed, legs spread, the space in between being occupied by your girlfriend’s mouth.

She was eating you out like she’s been starved. Her strong arms were tightly wrapped underneath your thighs, holding you in place while she switched between diving her tongue deeply into your entrance to sucking on your puffy clit.

“O-Oh Kazuha! Yes baby, right there!”

She hummed at your taste, not minding the thought of being in between your legs forever as long as your juices kept satisfying her thirst.

It felt so painfully good that you were too weak to push her head away. All you could do was pull at her hair, pushing her deeper into your wet cunt despite orgasm after orgasm.

And as good as it felt, you needed her deeper inside you. You needed her cock.

“Z-Zuha…Zuha please, want your cock baby” you sniffled, gasping for air once the girl finally pulled away to let you breathe.

“Aw but I was enjoying myself. Just want to eat your pussy forever” she gave a fuckboy type of smile with your juices literally coating her mouth and chin.

“Please baby. Want your cock and your cum” you begged, making Zuha wipe your tears away.

She leaned over and kissed your nose and the rest of your flushed face. “Okay, Princess”

You watched with awe as Kazuha removed her boxers, finally being fully naked as you, then spreading your legs wider so she could give you a view of her entering your needy cunt.

You already felt full with just the head in, clawing your sheets that they almost ripped but the feeling of familiar big hands on yours let you relax a little. You didn’t realise your eyes were shut tight until Kazuha called your name softly.

“Princess, are you okay?”

You sniffled and blinked away more tears. “H-Hurts. S-So big…”

Kazuha nuzzled her nose into your temple. “Shhh, I know baby, I’m sorry. Just a couple more seconds okay? If it still hurts, tell me and I’ll pull out”

You shook your head and ran your hands up her biceps to her back, rubbing up and down. “N-No. I can take it. Just please g-go slow”

“Of course, Princess. Anything you want”

“How are you being romantic while almost ripping me in half?” You huffed, feeling Kazuha chuckle against your cheek before kissing it.

“I’ll move now”

You shut your eyes again when your girlfriend slowly pulled out just so the tip was inside before going back in at the same pace.

You’ve had 6 inches inside you before and that hurt like a bitch. But with Kazuha, 8 inches could quite literally kill you if she wasn’t gentle.

As she kept moving, you found yourself moaning louder, wanting more, craving more. You dug your acrylics into her back, possibly drawing blood.

Kazuha’s breath was getting heavier, feeling her pant against your neck like a desperate puppy. “Princess, I love the way you feel around my cock. So tight and perfect”

“More..” you whispered, giving Kazuha’s back some rest so you could cup her jaw and pull her into a needy kiss.

Kazuha pushed her tongue inside, licking you all up and even sucking on it, earning louder moans and whines from you.

“More hm? Does it feel that good, my Princess?” She said in Japanese, causing your pussy to clench tighter.

Thanks to your online Japanese classes, you were actually able to understand your girlfriend’s words. It was so hot. Her voice sounded deeper and husky, how could you NOT get soaked?

Your moans were enough of an answer for the taller girl. With one hand on your waist and the other on the headboard, she let her animal brain go loose, fucking you crazy like she dreamt of.

The slapping noises bounced off the walls (and possibly the entire dorm) as you chanted your girlfriend’s name like a ritual. She was biting and licking at your neck, stamping as much hickies as she could, not willing to miss a spot so the world would know who you finally belonged to.

“Fuck baby. You’re all mine to love…to fuck…to kiss…All mine” she growled deeply.

“Oh fuck, Zuha I’m cumming! Don’t stop baby please please please!”

“Me too Princess. Let me cum inside”

Feeling too fucked out, you nodded your head as your eyes rolled back to your head, letting the intense orgasm hit you like a goddam truck.

“Fuck…oh fuck—ah Y/n baby!” Kazuha grunted loudly and gasped into your shoulder as she continued pounding into you.

Her pace eventually slowed down to a stop when she emptied every drop of her cum inside your cunt, groaning profanities, then sweet nothings into your sweaty temple.

After a split second, Kazuha rolled you both over so you laid on top of her, not caring that her semi hard cock was still deep inside you. You felt your mixed cum sliding out of your pussy and down Kazuha’s balls, possibly dripping onto your bedsheets.

You felt your girlfriend rub circles along your back, letting you catch your breath. “You okay?”

“More than okay” you chuckled, still panting.

“Just realised we did that raw. I’m sorry”

You lifted your head up and planted lazy kisses across your girlfriend’s face. “Don’t be. I love it raw”

“As much as I love the thought of getting you pregnant, we have yet to graduate” Kazuha pouted, letting you kiss it away.

“I know, don’t worry. I’m on the pill anyways”

“Oh ok good” Kazuha sighed with content.

She thought she could sleep and have a cute lovey dovey moment with you but you abruptly sat up and placed your hands on her shoulders, giving her a mischievous smirk.

“After all that fake dating, you think one round is enough?”

“Eh?”

“Oh don’t worry, baby. Just lay there and I’ll do all the work. You know, as a thank you for saving me from all those times” you winked and slowly lifted yourself up before sinking back down.

Kazuha instantly got hard, holding onto your waist for dear life.

“Goddamn it Princess. I’ll make sure you pass out from how good this cock is”

“Is that a threat or a promise?” You tilted your head, moaning in between as her length reached your womb.

You were definitely going to be missing your early morning lectures tomorrow.

[voltronisanobsession]

Being Keith’s Older Sibling

The urges were too strong to not write this💆‍♀️💆‍♀️

Sorry if there’s some typos, my eyes are in a LOT of pain rn

Being Keith’s older sibling is definitely a hard feat in itself

After the death of your guys’ dad, things kinda went downhill for both of y’all

Your general mistrust and attitude towards people brushed off on little Keith, which comes to play later in his life as we’ve seen he was a more troubled kid

So while you tried your best to be a good role model for Keith growing up, it was hard to do so when all he ever saw from you was your aggression towards adults who tried separating you both

Eventually, social services do separate you guys, claiming that it would be best to allow Keith to grow without your negative influences but the damage had been done

Keith would grow up to not trust many people in his life because of your separation, always finding ways to sneak off and see you at the school they sent you to

It was times like those where you would promise to take him away from this place, from Earth, and live a life where you won't lose each other again

Because of this, Keith also developed a habit of lying to his guardians about his whereabouts because of your own attachment to him, encouraging him to continue this behavior 😭😭😭

Man none of yall knew better😭💔💔

But as you grew older, you, unfortunately, were sent away to the city to continue your studies there, cutting all contact with your little brother

Keith would then take an interest in flying and would go on to attend the Garrison to learn to become a pilot while you made plans every day to once again be reunited with him

I feel like it would take some time to leave the city and go back to your hometown because of the lack of resources available to you

So by the time you reach the Garrison after finding out he's been attending the school, it would be around the time he flunked out and disappeared

Fate is not fair to yall (crying)

So you get a job at the garrison while trying to find Keith and some time passes (YAY TIME SKIP)

After following Lance and Hunk while also finding Pidge on the rooftops, readying to reprimand and write them up, you all see the space shuttle crash and explosions go off, shooting off immediately to investigate

All while you're yelling at them to get back to the building cuz you don't want to lose the only job you have that's near where you think Keith is lurking💀

After seeing it was Keith who caused the explosions, he doesn't recognize you until you all get to the cabin

It's kinda emotional on your end cuz bro

This is your little brother... He's all grown up now, but in a way, he still looks the same. He's so much taller now, his hair is longer, and he would look at you with a familiar distrust you recognized

It was the same look he would give others when you guys were younger

The worst part is that he doesn't even recognize you because its been YEARS since he's last seen you

So it's a bit of a shock for him when you reveal that hey! I'm your sibling! And I've been trying so hard to get back to you for YEARS!

Very emotional as you both hug it out

Like really hug it out, tears and everything

"I thought I would never see you again."

"I never stopped looking for you Keith."

URGH MY HEART💔💔💔💔

After that everything is HISTORY

The dynamic between you both is kind of a weird thing tbh

While you're still holding onto the past and the younger version of Keith you remember, Keith has since let go of what the past held, ready to start a new future with his older sibling in his life

Because you're still holding onto this past, you treat him as if he's still a child and appear somewhat coddling in a way

You're just so excited and happy to be reunited with Keith again that you forget he's since then grown up. He's learned to be independent from years spent alone

And while Keith does miss you as well, he isn't used to having this new 'guardian figure' in his life, only used to the freedom and advice given to him from others, especially Shiro

Speaking of Shiro, I think you would go to him for advice on the blockage between you both since he basically raised Keith after you had left.

He knows Keith better, as much as it hurts you to admit it

Shiro would definitely tell you to give Keith space, to give him time to adjust to the new changes in his life. He's still a teen and is still learning to deal with his emotions, so just give him space to fully digest the situation at hand

You take this advice to heart and tread carefully, which Keith appreciates A LOT

Like imagine you grow up with unrestricted freedom, being able to do whatever you want and just learning to take care of yourself, and then one day, an authoritative figure appears in your life and begins setting up these restrictions. Telling you to be careful, making small rules that break your routine entirely

That's what Keith felt when you began making your presence more known in his life since you believed that you had to keep protecting him from the world

But he's grown up

He shows you that he doesn't need you protecting him anymore

It's bittersweet for you to see him not need you and makes you sad that you missed out on basically his childhood

BUT HE'S SO SWEET IN LETTING YOU KNOW THAT YOU'LL BE THERE FOR HIM NOW AND HIS FUTURE ACCOMPLISHMENTS

AND THAT HE'LL BE THERE FOR YOURS TOO😭😭😭

There's just TOO MUCH I can say about being Keith's older sibling, like it's such a complex relationship I would love to develop more on!!!!

This is literally just the tip of the iceberg but imma cut it short for now

To keep it sweet, both of you know that now you're together again, nothing is ever separating yall again

Space wars and all, you guys know you're stronger together and your bond just grows into a beautiful relationship as time goes on😭😭

[fatuismooches]

I don't know if you write about Tsaritsa but... Do you think you can write a Tsaritsa x fem reader? There is not enough fanfic about her 😭

HELP ANON I don't write for the Tsaritsa (yet) because there are not even crumbs for her, there are only microscopic particles 💀 But just for you I will whip up some stuff for her and her lover 😌 Now that I've typed I realize some of these are just general but pls bear with me lmao

I like to think Tsaritsa was good friends with the other Archons in the beginning, before all the Khaenri'ah stuff happened. Venti even pranked her in the past. So after she cut contact and isolated herself from everyone she probably gets sad and lonely from time to time, wondering if what she's doing is truly the right thing. If you haven't met the other Archons she will tell you some stories about them. If you have met them, presumably because you have been with her since the beginning/for hundreds of years, she will still get nostalgic and bring up old memories again. Tsaritsa's methods and tactics can be heartless and cruel but... she still is the God of love. She misses who she was before she had to take on this incredible burden. You have to comfort her and hold her during these times. She values any kind of comfort. She appreciates you greatly for sticking by her side despite her sins. Wanderer mentions that love is another form of sin. She may view her love to you as a kind of sin, or something she doesn't deserve, so she will make sure to treasure you greatly. You are afforded the best in like... everything. I could elaborate but just think of anything you want of the highest quality. If she can't get her hands on it, one of her Harbingers will.

Sorry but you are not leaving Snezhnaya. Tsaritsa is very fearful of losing you after what she's been through. If she lost the only person she has left she doesn't know what she'd do. She has made an enemy of the whole world so your safety is very important. If you were ever hurt or wronged by the divine/Celestia it would only harden her resolve to take them down for good. After she takes them down, I think she would want to step down from her Archon role. Her job is done and her people can live freely now. Delulu moment: You two would disappear and go live a peaceful life somewhere else. She would change her form so no one would recognize her and then you would introduce her to the way of life of an average married couple.

Speaking of, sometimes she likes to change her form to go out among the streets of Snezhnaya. She really does care about her people. She's just gotten bad at showing it ever since she started the Fatui and their missions. In her changed form she likes to observe the happenings of her nation. If she finds out there are unresolved conflicts going on, she'll make sure the Fatui deals with it. Tsaritsa also has a nice singing voice. She likes to sing to the kids too and listen to their stories. And she sings to you too of course. Lullabies, mostly. When she finally returns she will tell you all about what happened. Of course her skin is very cold. It has never bothered her but it probably will catch you off guard quite often. So Tsaritsa wears longer clothes so you can cuddle her without getting too cold. She doesn't mind if you sit on her big throne. She thinks it's cute. If you're brave enough to sit on her lap during a Harbinger meeting that's up to you. Obviously, you are owed the same respect as Tsaritsa herself. Even the Harbingers know not to upset you. Though if you want some friends they're the best choice. Tsaritsa doesn't mind as she thinks very fondly of them.

[alreadyjackbestfriend]

by another man. part 2. jack harlow x reader

Genre: angst

Warnings: the same as before, unwanted pregnancy (?)

A/N: I didn't proof read bc it's 4:44 AM and i have classes at 9 💀, so sorry for any mistakes! also, I didn't think that this story would last for more than two parts, but obviously there will be a third 👀

PART 1

Jack woke up startled. What he had expected was to wake up with you next to him, feeling the warmth of your skin, but instead he woke up in an empty bed with the sound of breaking glass.

He ran downstairs and found the scene, Urban looking at you not knowing what to do while some wounds on your feet started to bleed.

“What the fuck happened?!” he yelled, looking briefly at his friend, but without waiting for an answer, he quickly turned to you and scooped you up to sit on the kitchen counter, "oh my god, baby…“ he said, examining your feet, “don't worry, they’re small wounds, does it hurt a lot?”

“Baby?” urban questioned behind him, but jack didn't hear him, or if he did, he didn't pay attention. He was completely focused on you.

"It doesn't hurt much, Jack, don't worry" you said, caressing his cheek. In his face you could see the anguish he felt, and you were scared that something so small would provoke that feeling in him. Suddenly, the answer you needed was right in front of you: It was better not to say anything to him, ever. It was selfish, perhaps, but you didn't know if you could resist seeing such a hurt expression on his face because of you.

He turned his face to kiss the hand you had on his cheek, “I'll go get bandages, wait for me here”

Jack hurried up to the second floor of the house, and Urban wasted no time picking up the subject.

“You have to tell him, y/n, soon” you made an attempt to reply, but he kept talking, “look, you’re a good girl, I even consider you a friend, but I know that this baby is not Jack's, and you have to tell him, so that he can decide what he thinks is best for him”

“I know… I just need a couple of days” you said, and Urban could see the bundle of emotions that were reflected in your eyes. Not wanting to further distress you and harm your baby, he nodded.

“It’s ok, I... I want you to know that I'm not against you, or judging you, I know you both have had feelings for each other for a while now, but it's not like Jack has been abstinent all these months either” he said with a bit of humor, and you smiled without showing your teeth, “accidents happen, but I ask you to tell him soon. It’s impossible for him not to suffer... but he will suffer more the more time passes”

***

That day, after Jack healed your wounds, you went home with a lie and called your baby's father to break the news. You really didn't expect anything from him, but it still hurt when he said he had no intention of being a part of your life or the baby’s… well... he didn't say it explicitly, but magically he had found a job abroad. It was the same fucking thing.

You spent the whole afternoon crying, a question constantly running through your head: if your child's father didn't want them, how could another man? how could Jack do it?

Ever since Urban had found out your secret that morning, you had been thinking about what your plan might be. Maybe spend a few days with Jack, dream about what it would be like to spend your life with him, or just disappear right away. In none of your plans was telling him the truth looking him in the eye.

You finally decided that it was best to spend these two weeks with Jack, until he went on tour; from that moment it would be easier to disappear from his life.

So, that’s what you did.

Since Urban lived with Jack, every time you saw him it was like a reminder of what you were hiding. He didn't say anything, or give you accusing looks, he could only imagine that you already felt bad enough for him to make it worse, but his very presence made it hard to swallow every time.

Finally, the day of departure arrived. You kissed him as if it were the last time, because it was, but he smiled on your lips, ignorant of what the future held.

"maybe I should come and go more often knowing that you will always say goodbye like this” he said on your lips, and you rolled your eyes, smiling.

“have a safe flight, my love” you responded, and he closed his eyes.

“say that again”

“have a safe flight?” you joked, and he opened his eyes.

“c’monnn” he whined, and you smiled at his childish behavior.

“my love, my love, my love” you finally said, putting your arms around his neck, and drawing closer with each word until you reached his lips again.

“you´re gonna to be death of me” he said in a whisper.

“okayyyy lovebirds” Urban said from afar, “it’s time to go” he reminded you, pointing to his watch.

“okay babe, see you soon, alright?” Jack said, and you nodded, feeling how a lump formed in your throat. He kissed you one more time, but he couldn’t stop, Urban had to separate you, taking his arm, gradually separating his body from yours, you couldn't stop laughing at the way Jack was acting, but finally you gave him one last peck before letting him go. You stood there, until you saw how Jack gave you one last look before entering the door that would take him to the plane.

***

Tears escaped your eyes as you listened to your baby's heartbeat, it was a combination of love and loneliness. You wished Jack was by your side, holding your hand, and crying with you because it was his baby, not the baby of a one night stand. The doctor looked at you sadly, noticing that your tears came not only from emotion, but also from sorrow.

Almost as if he knew, Jack started calling you the moment you left the doctor's office. He had left two days ago, and you thought that it would be more realistic to leave him little by little, becoming colder as the days went by until you told him that you “couldn’t do this anymore”, but all your conviction vanished the second you heard his voice. You decided to give yourself a break, only two days had passed, you still had a month to fulfill your mission.

“hi baby” you said when you answered the call, your voice coming out a little hoarse from the recent crying.

“hi ma, are you ok?”

“yeah, why?

“mmm your voice sounds a little…”

“oh, right” you interrupted him, while leaving the hospital, “I was sleeping” you lied, but you didn't foresee the sounds of the street, maybe “pregnancy brain” was true after all.

“I can hear that you’re on the street, y/n”

You panicked, but you managed to quickly think of something.

“I'm sorry, I didn't want to worry you, I came to the doctor, I think I got sick last night from sleeping with my hair wet”

you heard him sigh, “you have to be more careful, honey”

“I know”

you talked some more, and finally Jack had to hang up to do a soundcheck.

You sighed, as you stopped right in front of an ice cream parlor, your baby making their presence known with their cravings.

***

Today was the day, for the past few weeks, you've worked hard to talk to Jack less on the phone and be drier each time you did. You used to end calls after a while by saying you were busy, only to end up crying. It had been enough theater on your part, it was time to end this suffering.

“Jack” you said, interrupting him, “I… I have to tell you something”

there was a silence that felt too loud in your ears.

“ok, tell me” Jack wasn’t stupid, as the days passed he had noticed your change. he tried to sound annoyed, but he was actually hurt.

“I think we shouldn't go through with this, I... I don't know if I'm ready for a long distance relationship, it's.. it's too hard for me” you finally said.

Again, Jack didn't say anything for a few seconds.

“if that’s what you want” he answered, before ending the call. You sat on your bed, tears falling on the screen of your cell phone.

***

Three days had passed, and Urban didn't know if he could stand seeing his best friend like this anymore, so he made a decision.

“I have to tell you something” he said, entering the room, where Jack was sitting looking at his phone without any expression on his face, just as he had been since he had finished his call with you. Jack didn’t even looked at him.

“Can't you wait till like… next year or something? I don't have the strength to listen to what follows that sentence again"

“It’s about y/n” and just like that, he had the interest of his friend, “she lied to you”

Jack felt the pit of his stomach close in a horrible sense of anguish.

“what do you mean?”

“She didn't break up with you because she doesn't love you, she... she’s pregnant, Jack”.

[yanderecandystore]

If you are a fuckin dumbass clap your hands 👏

If you are a fuckin moron clap your hands 👏

If you make them wait for you, for more than a year, if you just suddenly disappear clap your hands 👏👏👏

 It's been WAY TOO LONG OH MY GOD- How do you guys put up with me Jesus Christ.

 The last time I've talked about what was happening in my life I've mentioned that I just started working and trying to rebuild a social life, I also mentioned in one post how I got sick for a week or two I think- So I want to explain that part of the reason for me not writing anymore comes from the fact that my work exhausted me to oblivion.

 I realized that kids were just a lot harder to work with than I anticipated and that I didn't want to stay my whole life working in the daycare because I started to pick up on my … Very unhealthy habits of coping.

 So I recently quit, because my contract actually didn't seem to have a limit (I was so hoping it would have ended sooner but I'm glad I stayed longer, lmao I need money-). And I feel a lot better now, I'm not joking when I say that I actually got sick from work (the many times I got sick and couldn't do anything, were because of me being stressed, I no joke didn't notice this until my doctor pointed it out to me that I shouldn't be coming to see her with so little time in between meetings 💀)

 The other reason is that I started writing and drawing for a webcomic I wanted to make about Brazilian magical girls with a fairy theme- And I felt conflicted whenever I tried to write for both my blog and the webcomic (I'm sorry I'm a one minded person, because if I try making more than one thing my brain fries 💀💀). Which by the way, my job made me give up on that too, like I know jobs are not supposed to be fun, that work is hard and oftentimes we'll be tired- But I never felt more soulless than at that time.

Another reason was that Tumblr kinda took a lot of space in my phone so I had to uninstall it and using it's website mode is just 🤺🤺🤺

 I've been going to therapy now, to deal with my said unhealthy "coping habits" which I don't want to specify because you guys don't have to be burdened with that (also because it can be triggering to some), dealing with past trauma and how I can heal from it has been wonderful and to be honest I really do want to continue with the blog, but I have to be honest here: I'm a huge procrastinator when it comes to writing, I try to multi write (like multitask) different requests and fanfics at the same time- And that doesn't work for me 🤡

 So. My writing will probably be very slow, and again I'm sorry for everyone who sent asks LAST YEAR (I'm so sorry I'm not even joking like seriously that's so fuckin mean and I didn't mean to do that I just suck at doing tasks ;-;).

 I hope everyone is doing well, to everyone new I'm sorry you have to get to know the author by this way lmao, and I hope you're having a good day as well.

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[ranvwoop]

Uhhh seren Vwoop and um um the other guys from your ocs !!

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

(Do however many you want live I sent a bunch)

Hi Adam. Thanks for the asks sorry it took seven years (Three months)

❤️ - What is one of your OC’s best memories?

Vwoop: Pals. Pal time. It would not really pick specifics it feels so strongly all of the time anything positive (and, atp, any nice time that they have with their friends that doesn’t involve mortal peril) is their best memories. Seren: Definitely travelling. For some reason stuck in my head is a little anecdote of them and protoVwoop reconvening after checking out a small civilization, and nagging pVwoop after it had purchased some sort of MCYT paraphernalia. What do you mean trading cards are an investment and would sell well in Hypixel, we don’t even go to Hypixel?? Hypixel coins are worthless?? And he does not win the argument. But he remembers them fondly.

✂️ - What is one of your OC’s worst memories?

Vwoop: A nonanswer but specifically because it is not saying anything. It can always get worse ( ; ω ; ). Seren: Before he’d settle down, they were an adventurer along with protoVwoop. He thought that he’d found a dungeon, but it was the home of a part-dragon guy who was hibernating there. He was not very happy to see them. Seren was convinced that dragon-guy was trying to kill him (and Vwoop), but he wasn’t a very good fighter. (He wasn’t – he was trying to prove a point). He got pretty badly hurt, and still has magic-wither-related issues due to the injuries. (And then meeting this guy ended up facilitating everything else that ever went wrong with the latter half of his life and the disappearance of both Vwoops. And then they became neighbours.)

🍎 - What is the OC’s relationship w/their parents like?

Vwoop: Complicated. If it thinks too much about it it feels bad :(. Seren: I don’t know if he actually has parents. He might’ve just spawned in one day. Mnecraft rules.

🧠 - What do you like most about the OC?

Vwoop: I have incredibly complex emotions about my little guy . It’s my littlest guy atm. Because I am a sap I have such dear memories of being silly with my friends through it and getting to figure out fun and interesting relationships with all of their little guys. It is like a friend to me. This is not a straight answer of what I like mechanically, which would probably be that it just an endearing little guy and pretty believable, I think? Most of its traits kind of connect to like, a bigger core trait that it has, which are pretty much being inexperienced at life, ruled by its emotions, and a love for people. It’s pretty solid and consistent and I think I do a not bad job writing for it :]. Seren: I FEEL BAD FOR HIM I PUT HIM IN THE TORTURE LABYRINTH… He’s a horrible parental figure because he genuinely did not sign up for this. He thinks he can game the system (he is the only one who knows what system he’s even talking about) and is terrified of losing himself to Mine Craft Mechanics. It doesn’t matter though, because he has to do a full backtrack of his whole life philosophy to try and do necromancy, which doesn’t even work, in part because the guy he’s trying to necromance isn’t even dead. He’s just created some kid. And he can’t even have that, ‘cause it decides its not having any of his over-protective, paranoid nonsense. 

✏️ - How often do you draw/write about the OC?

Looks directly into the camera. Too much. I don’t draw Seren enough but I draw Vwoop plenty.

💎 - Do you ever see yourself killing off the OC?

I can’t actually kill off any of my little guys because I’m way too soft and get too attached. They can die in, like, instances of them like death games and whatnot I’m not sensitive to that, but in their main continuities they r here for ever and ever. However there’s an honourable mention to protoVwoop, who I think is in some sort of a limbo state wandering underground searching after cDay. I think it got slowly transformed into something of an (in)human sculk shrieker to xe’s Literally Becoming The Warden. Effectively dead! Subject to change for funsies (and because it’s determinant on what exactly happened to cDay, who is not my little guy to make decisions about). It has completely different sculk-related-rules to web2 I thiiink? but cVwoop would not be comfortable with this knowledge. For the record.

💀 - Does your OC have any phobias?

Considering phobias are like, specifically irrational, I don’t think so? They both are very afraid but they’re pretty rational fears, except maybe the fears they share about being used by higher powers. It’s more of a conspiracy theory for Seren, that servers are like, entities that are inherently confining and that if he isn’t careful he will Become a Roleplayer. Essentially. And I don’t think that Vwoop’s god-fear is like, severe enough to be a phobia. Most of Vwoop’s other fears are just reactions to the mortal peril. OH I THOUGHT OF ONE NVM. It has an irrational nervousness about people in Its Space if its not watching. This is waved if only if it trusts you enough. Other than this it Will start to fight you if you don’t get out. It has a whole Thing about breaking and entering. [<- thinks about its relationships in which it does not care. living with finch + just straight up having a shared storage / considering itself perpetually invited to cwl’s and just showing up + going OUR base with aem in a diff rp... :3.]

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[2jaeh]

hiii would like to request for 3 and 7 with either jaehyun, mark or jaemin :))) + angsty angst to the max heheheee thank uuu

bye | jaehyun

"i know you're sick of falling in love, but girl that needs to be us..."

genre: angst

content: gender neutral!reader, best friends to ???, jaehyun is down terrible

word count: 1.1k

♡ prompt list

author lin

sorry for disappearing again 💀 uni was kicking my ass

"I think I'm done with my job for good." You sighed in exhaustion, dramatically throwing yourself face first onto your best friend's bed.

Jaehyun lifted his eyes from the book that was resting on his lap, his knees propped up and his back pressed against his headboard. He placed the book on his nightstand and peeled the fluffy brown blanket draped over him so he could lean forward, gently poking your head with an amused smile on his face.

"That's the fourth time you've ever said that, should I believe you this time?" Jaehyun chuckled under his breath when you picked your head up only to give him your most threatening glare.

"I'm serious this time…" You insisted with a scowl, turning to lie down on your back, your eyes fixated on the ceiling, "today was the nail on the coffin."

"You wanna talk about it?" Jaehyun hummed.

"Not really…" You shrugged before sitting up, "what I really want is some ice cream."

"It's almost 2AM." Jaehyun countered, uselessly raising an eyebrow at you already hopping off his bed.

"So what?"

"Can't argue with that." Jaehyun gave in immediately, making you laugh.

Jaehyun had been your best friend for as long as you could remember. He was truly the only man you could stand; he was gentle, he wasn't judgemental and he always made you laugh. You always joked that whoever he ended up with better cherish the hell out of him, because he was a special person. Anyone would be lucky to have someone like him in their life. You were lucky enough to call him your best friend.

"Is the ice cream hitting the spot?" Jaehyun pondered with a mouth full of chocolate ice cream, his seat reclined back and his leg slightly tapping along to the music coming from your car radio.

"Mhmm." You nodded, shoveling another spoonful passed your lips.

Jaehyun turned his to the side, his eyes landing on your unassuming side profile, happily eating your tub of ice cream. With the car parked just outside Jaehyun's apartment block, your face was only illuminated by the streetlamps and the lights of the car dashboard. You quietly hummed to the song on the radio, a frown forming on your forehead whenever the coldness of the dairy dessert became too much.

Jaehyun couldn't recall when he exactly began to fall for his best friend. It was quite sudden; one minute he was trying to set you up with one of his roommates, the next he was wondering what it would feel like to kiss you or hold your hand or hug you or take you out for ice cream at 2AM in a not so friendly way. It just sorta happened and he just had to deal with it because you weren't… exactly… the most romantic person he knew.

"My colleague keeps playing wingman for her son," you chuckled, placing your empty tub of ice cream back in the packet, "how do I politely tell her that I will never in a million years date anyone, including her son."

"That's a bit dramatic." Jaehyun rolled his eyes, turning his head to look straight ahead.

"It's true though, dating is pointless," you grimaced, "but you won't understand because you're a hopeless romantic."

"Me? I just don't have commitment issues like someone I know." Jaehyun teased, laughing when you shoved his shoulder.

"Okay then, why haven't you dated anyone recently?" You narrowed your eyes at him.

"Just… haven't found the right person yet." Jaehyun chuckled awkwardly, letting his eyes glance over you for just a second before reluctantly peeling them away.

"I wonder what kind of person would sweep you off your feet." You giggled, letting out a tired sigh.

You. Jaehyun wanted to yell. He wanted to shout it out for everyone to hear, but he just couldn't bring himself to do it. The word stayed trapped in his throat, like a prisoner behind bars. He knew better than to say anything because you would never return his feelings. You could never fall in love. You could never give anyone even a sneak peak of what your heart looked like. Cold, uncommitted; always running away at the slightest mention of love. And then there was Jaehyun; warm, hopeless and not ready to ruin the relationship with his best friend.

"I'm not that picky," Jaehyun finally responded after being lost in his thoughts, "I just want someone who's nice… and just loves me."

"Bare minimum but alright," you laughed before turning in your seat and jokingly batting your eyelashes, "if that's the case I should be sweeping you off your feet."

"H-Huh?"

"Well I'm nice… ish," you grinned, reaching over to pinch Jaehyun's soft cheek, "and I love you!"

Jaehyun felt his throat go dry once the words left your mouth. Of course you loved him, you guys expressed that to each other all the time. But the fact that you could make jokes about it so easily, while it was eating Jaehyun up on the inside. His heart panged against his chest as he sat up straight and turned to you, his hands nervously shaking in his lap.

"You do." He replied with his eyes closed.

"I do what?"

"You do…. sweep me off my feet." He gulped, opening his eyes but still refusing to look in your direction.

"Jaehyun?" You laughed to fill the awkward silence, "what… what do you mean?"

"I-I love you… more than as your best friend," Jaehyun admitted, his eyes glued to his lap, "you're the person… that swept me off my feet."

The silence was deafening, it seemed as though even the music on the radio was growing quieter. Jaehyun lifted his head to look at you, but you barely acknowledged him. You were staring straight ahead, your fingers anxiously fiddling with the steering wheel. Finally you turned to face him, your eyes connecting again for what seemed like an eternity. 

"Jaehyun I…. I'm sorry," you whispered, so softly but he heard it and he felt his heart fall right down to the pit of his stomach, "I'm sorry… I'm really sorry."

"It's okay." Jaehyun cut you off before you could string out anymore useless apologies.

He knew you had nothing more to say to him. There was no polite way to tell your best friend that you didn't love them back. Silence descended upon the car again until you clicked the button to unlock Jaehyun's door.

"Maybe… you should head up." You suggested quietly, only glancing at him for a second as he opened the door. 

"Yeah, see you around." He murmured, stepping out of the car.

"Bye Jae."